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When the Day Breaks	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 5501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Buffy had slipped into full Slayer mode by
the time they were all assembled, knowing the only way to get herself, her
family, and Emma out of this was to keep her focus on their task. She'd dealt
with enough apocalypses in her twenty-three years to know what she was facing
and what slipping up could lead to.
She stood in front Aiden, her arms crossed
over her chest in a no-nonsense stance. "I want to know the game plan.
Where exactly are we going, how long is it going to take to get there, and how are we traveling?"
Aiden turned his deep blue gaze on Buffy.
"It should take approximately three days to reach Chalchicomehuel's
fortress. Since any sort of mystical travel would cause unnecessary risks, we
will have to travel on foot. The first day of this journey will be on the
surface; however, we will then come to a series of tunnels in which we can
travel more safely. I should warn you now that the land beyond this temple is
savage. Beasts of all sorts roam free, waiting to tear out your throats. It
will be dangerous."
Buffy shrugged. "Sounds like another
Tuesday night back in ol' Sunnydale. Got any
weapons?"
"Of course. I would not propose that any of us make such a journey
unarmed. Come, I will take you into the armory and you can select what will be
needed."
The group followed Aiden into a room off the
side of the main chamber, and Buffy's eyes lit up as she saw the far wall was
covered in swords. "Shiny," she said, eliciting a small grin from
Spike.
Emma held back, glancing around but not
moving. Aiden came to stand beside her. "Is something wrong?" he
asked.
Emma blushed before she admitted, "I
don't know what to do with any of these things. I have no weapons
training."
Aiden leaned in, whispering hotly in her
ear, "You seemed to have no problem handling a certain 'weapon' last
night."
"Aiden!" Emma gasped in shock, though her exclamation was
quickly followed by a girlish giggle that almost made her wince as soon as she
realized it had come from her.
"Don't worry, little Slayer, I will
show you how to wield a sword. You will be ready when the time comes."
Across the room, Buffy elbowed Spike, then nodded her head towards Emma and Aiden, her eyebrow raising.
Spike answered her unvoiced question with a nod, and Buffy mouthed,
"Already?"
Spike nodded again, and Buffy shrugged,
taking a sword off the wall and then swinging it a couple of times to test the
weight. She smiled, deciding that Aiden did have good taste in weapons at
least.
When everyone was armed, Aiden cleared his
throat. "Are we prepared to depart then?"
"No time like the present," Buffy
replied. She turned to her sister, concern for the younger woman clear on her
face. "Dawnie? Are you holding up okay?"
"I'm fine," Dawn said, leaning on
the hilt of the sword she'd chosen. "It's not like I haven't done this whole
end of the world thing like a bazillion times before."
"I know, I just�" Buffy stopped,
realizing she was coming close to revealing the truth about the Key�something
she was nowhere near prepared to do yet. "Yeah, okay. Let's head
out."
"This way," Aiden said, motioning
towards a passageway. "It leads back to the surface." He walked into
the darkened corridor, the other four close behind.

***
*** ***
Even without the storms Aiden had spoken of
raging, this world they'd found themselves in was not a pleasant place. The red
sky crackled above them, occasionally breaking the silence with a
near-deafening burst of thunder. Spike kept his senses sharp, ready to fight at
a moment's notice if need be. He'd made a vow to himself to see all three of
these women through this safely, and he wasn't going to let anything make him
break that. He knew he'd failed both Buffy and Dawn enough in the past�
He felt Buffy slip her warm hand in to his
and looked down, seeing her green eyes filled with concern as she gazed up at
him. "You're looking all pensive," she said. "Something
wrong?"
Spike shook his head. "No more than the
obvious, kitten."
"We'll be all right, Spike," Buffy
said, squeezing his hand. "We'll all get through this just fine."
No sooner had she spoken than did Dawn let
out an ear-piercing scream. Buffy and Spike whipped around to see her being
pulled into the sand by something unseen just beneath their feet.
"Dawn!" Buffy yelled, moving immediately towards her sister.
Before Buffy could get to Dawn, Emma
reacted, slicing the creature she saw wrapping its hand around Dawn's ankle.
The beast screamed from beneath the sand, its severed limb falling at Dawn's
feet as the teen stumbled backwards, now free. Buffy ran to her sister's side,
helping her to regain her balance.
"Are you okay?" Buffy asked her. "Anything broken?"
"No, nothing's broken. I'm good,"
Dawn replied, breathing heavily. "What the hell was that?"
"A krenack,"
Aiden said. "It is strange to encounter one here, though. They usually
travel further inland."
"Well apparently one decided to find
itself a change of scenery," Buffy said. "Emma,
is it�"
Before Buffy could finish her question, the krenack shot a second hand through the ground, grabbing
Emma and pulling her down beneath the sand through a sinkhole the beast had
created. Buffy and Spike shared a look before starting towards the spot when an
inhuman cry of pain sounded and Emma appeared again, coughing up sand.
Aiden knelt beside
her, offering her his hand to help her pull herself up. Emma sat beside the
sinkhole she'd just been in, gasping. After a moment, she looked down, seeing
that she was covered in sand and demon slime. "Oh, ew,"
she said, her nose wrinkling in disgust. "That was just�ick." She spit sand out of her mouth as she wiped at
her eyes.
Suddenly, Aiden was hauling her up, his
hands moving over her as he checked frantically for injuries. "It didn't
bite you, did it? Krenack venom is quite
poisonous."
"No, it didn't have a chance. I stabbed
it the moment it pulled me down," Emma pushed Aiden back from her a
little, steadying herself on her feet. She glanced at her sword. "Guess
I'm better with this thing than I thought I'd be."
"That's Slayer instincts," Buffy
said. "Practice will make you better, but the basics come with the whole
Slayer package."
"Handy," Emma said. She turned to
look at Dawn. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Dawn said.
"Thanks."
Emma shrugged. "I heard you scream, and
I was standing there, so�it seemed like the right thing to do." She shook
her hair, sand raining down from it as she did.
Aiden reached into his pack and pulled out a
cloth. "Here. This should help some. At least allow you to get the slime
away from your eyes."
"Thanks," Emma replied, taking the
cloth from him and wiping off as much of the goo and sand as she could. "I
probably look horrible."
"Even krenack
entrails cannot hide your beauty, little Slayer."
Emma smiled slightly. "Strangely
enough, I think that may be one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to
me."
Buffy cleared her throat. "So, can we
move along now? If there's anymore of those krenack
things in the area, it's probably best we don't stick around to find out."
"I agree," Aiden said. He took his
cloth from Emma, surprising her when it became clean again with just a shake.
"Enchanted fabric," he replied to the unasked question he saw on her
face as he folded it back up and returned it to his pack.
"Handy," Emma replied.
"Quite." Aiden gestured to a rocky
formation that lay ahead of them. "Those are the caves that are the
entrance to the tunnels. If we can make it there, then we may rest before
setting out again without the danger of the storms."
Buffy nodded. "Then let's get to those
tunnels."
The group began to walk again.

***
*** ***
It took them several hours to reach the
tunnels Aiden had spoken of, the incident with the krenack
leading them to move warily, watching their every step. However, while a few
small creatures had crossed their path, it had been nothing as dangerous as the
krenack had been.
"Are you tired, pet?" Spike asked
softly, noting the worn look on his fianc�e's face.
"A little, but it's not bad. I can make
it to the tunnels," Buffy said.
"You sure? I could carry you the rest of the way," Spike
told her.
Buffy shook her head. "I'm good,
really."
"You'd let me know if you weren't,
wouldn't you, Buffy?" Spike asked, frowning. "I don't want you
putting yourself or the baby at risk by being stubborn."
"I'm not being stubborn," Buffy
insisted. "I'm tired, yeah, but not overly so, and I haven't felt any
nausea since that little pit stop I had to make a couple of hours ago."
Spike stroked her back, her words doing
little to remove his concerns. He'd been worried enough about Buffy on this
trip before she'd suddenly turned very pale and run behind a rock, emptying her
stomach. He could understand her sense of obligation as the Slayer, but this
was the last thing a pregnant woman needed to be putting herself through.
"Let me know the moment you get too tired," Spike said.
"I will," Buffy replied. "I
know my limits, Spike."
Spike's eyebrow rose at that, but he said
nothing. Even if Buffy did know her
limits, she'd never exactly been one to stop when she reached them. He just
hoped that having the baby's well-being to think of would be enough for her to
take care of herself for once. He took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as
they continued to travel.

***
*** ***
Once they reached the shelter of the caves,
Aiden found a spot for them to settle in for a little while, the amount of
travel they'd done that day sufficient for the time being. He was aware that
the older Slayer was with child, and it worried him to think of her making this
dangerous journey in her state, though he knew nothing could be done about it
now. Besides, from the numerous conversations he'd overhead between her and her
mate throughout the day it was quite clear that she wasn't going to stop
anyway. The woman had quite a stubborn streak, that
much was plain.
Aiden knelt on the ground, opening his pack
and removing several small items. The first one, he tossed a few feet in front
of him before speaking words in a language none of his companions recognized.
Instantly, it burst into flames, illuminating the cavern they were in as well
as filling it with a comforting warmth. "The fire
will burn there, contained, until I put it out," Aiden told them, looking
up at the four gaping humans. "It is safe, and it will allow us to stay
warm."
"Handy, that," Spike said, still
eyeing the fire warily.
Aiden then set three other small items on
the ground, stepping back before he waved his hand over them and spoke again in
the strange language. This time, they did not catch fire, but instead grew in
size to produce three sleeping pallets, two of them slightly larger than the
third.
"Well, that beats an air
mattress," Buffy said. "You could make a fortune selling these things
in our world."
Aiden smirked. "Tempting, but I believe
I'll pass on that. I've already got all I could ever need." He reached
into his pack again, this time producing five strips of what appeared to be
dried meat. "It doesn't look like much, I know, but the nutrients in it
make it the equivalent of an entire meal. It should fill you."
Aiden watched as Spike took a strip and
began to inspect it carefully. "Spike, if I wished to kill you, I would've
done it some time ago, and not waited until now to poison your food."
Spike looked up at Aiden. "I can't help
but be cautious, mate. I've got my family here to watch out for."
"I know," Aiden said. "And I
can respect your need to protect them. I would expect nothing less." Aiden
bit into one of the strips, chewed, and swallowed. "But as you can see, I
am not falling to the ground in death now."
"Somewhat comforting," Spike
admitted. He sniffed the strip, using his superior senses to catch the scent of
any possible poisons. He didn't smell any, and he figured it probably was safe
as Aiden had said, but he still wanted to be as careful as he could for the
sake of the women there with him. He tasted it, waiting a moment before
nodding.
The group ate in silence, finding that the
strips, while small, did fill them up as Aiden had claimed. Apparently wherever
it was he came from was big on making things travel-sized�
Aiden cleared his throat. "There is an
underground spring not far form here where you could wash off the remaining krenack grime if you would like, Emma," he said.
"It has been known to cause skin irritation after prolonged exposure, and
it could make sleeping quite difficult."
Emma nodded. She had been starting to feel a
little itchy� "Okay. Where is the spring?"
"Come with me. I'll show you."
Spike held up his hand. "Whoa. I don't
think I like the idea of the two of you just wandering off alone down
here."
"It isn't far," Aiden said.
"And it would be wise for you to stay here, keep the campsite safe.
Besides, your mate is clearly tired. She needs to rest."
"I'll be fine, Spike," Emma said.
"I just really want this slime off of me."
Spike glanced between Emma and Aiden. His
gut had been telling him all along to trust the man, but there was too much at
stake for him to be anything but on his guard. "Hurt her, and I kill
you."
"Of course," Aiden said with a
nod. He took Emma's hand. "Rest. We'll be back
soon."
As Emma and Aiden walked away, Buffy sat
down on one of the larger pallets and patted it with her hand. "Sit down,
Spike. Aiden's not going to hurt her, and you know
it. Not with that look in his eyes�"
Spike sighed, sitting beside Buffy.
"We've got a world to save, you know. It's not the time to be sneaking off
for a shag."
Dawn snorted, making the blond couple glance
up at her. "Please. If I wasn't here, you two would be all over each other
right now."
Spike wagged his finger at her. "That's
not the point, bit."
"Whatever," Dawn said with a smirk.
She laid down on the smaller of the three pallets,
staring up. "Hey, how about the next time we take a family vacation it's to
somewhere that doesn't involve sleeping in a cave that's quite possibly full of
demons?"
Buffy chuckled, leaning back against Spike.
"Sure. And while you're working on that, you're gonna have to find a new
family, 'cause I think this is the best we're gonna get."

***
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I know it took me a really long time to get
this chapter out, and I'm sorry to everyone who's been waiting for it. I have
been trying to work on it, but I was struggling with some very bad writer's
block and couldn't seem to get them out of the temple. But I think I'm past it
now, so hopefully it won't be months until I can post again.
Also, there's been
some questions about Emma's age. She's nineteen.
Please review and let me know if people are
still interested in this story after the break!
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