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Authors Chapter Notes:
Written as an entry to Spuffy Smutathon on the Spuffy_ficathon community of the LJ, summer of 2005. My "recipient" wasn't 17 so the NC17 requiment was dicey. My ultimate solution was to write two versions of those chapters where it might be an issue. Both versions were posted with proper disclaimers.

I am posting the NC17 version here. The other optional chapters may be posted later as options if enough readers request I do so. No difference in narrative just the sex scenes are more detailed in this version and merely alluded to in the PG version.

Requirements for challenge: Bitey, Claim, Humor, showdown between Angel and Spike over Buffy. No Riley or whiney Dawn

Some dialogue is directly from the episode "The Gift". Some spoilers for early S6.


~*~
Chapter 1
~*~

Spike raced up the rickety tower to rescue the terrified teen he had come to love like family. It was a bit of a shock to see that he knew the knife-wielding demon in his way. ‘Doc!’ Spike thought grimly. ‘Should’ve known it was too easy killin’ the bugger.’

"Doesn’t a fella stay dead when you kill him?" Spike snarked at the deceptively mild-mannered demon.

Doc raised an eyebrow and replied, "Look who’s talking."

Spike was desperate to get the demon away from his Bit. ‘Gotta get the bugger focused on me,’ he thought. "Come on, Doc. Let’s you and me have a go," Spike challenged.

Doc didn’t look worried in the least as he answered. "I do have a prior appointment." He began to toy with a wicked-looking knife as he faced the
vampire’s challenge.

"This won’t take long," Spike promised.

Doc looked as though he might laugh at the vampire’s bravado. "No, I don’t imagine it will."

The two demons began a scuffle on the girders of the unstable tower. Doc managed to get behind Spike and grab him around the neck, plunging the ritual knife deep into Spike’s body, causing Dawn to scream in horror.

~~~

Buffy heard her sister’s scream as she continued to beat Glory with Olaf the Trollgod’s hammer. She wanted nothing more than to finish this fight and get
to Dawn before something permanently bad happened. Buffy had seen Spike race up the tower just a few minutes before and knew something was happening up there that needed a Slayer. She swung the hammer again, directly connecting with the battered face of the hellgod.

~~~

Spike was bleeding badly but still standing. "You don’t come near the girl, Doc." He moved his body between the knife-wielding demon and the young girl he had come to love.


Doc stopped and looked at Spike closely, curious. He sniffed the air and looked puzzled. "I don’t smell a soul anywhere on you. Why do you even care?" Doc had
heard rumors of an ensouled vampire, but this one wasn’t it. He couldn’t understand why Spike was putting himself in harm’s way for a human child, the Slayer’s "sister" at that!

"I made a promise to a lady," Spike explained simply.

Really, it was laughable! A vampire with a sense of honor? Who would have imagined such a thing? Pity he was going to have to get rid of this enigma before he
could study him further. A most unusual vampire indeed. "Oh?" Doc lashed his long, dangerous tongue out towards Spike, causing him to duck to avoid the
wriggling length of muscle.

Buffy’s heart nearly stopped at the sight before her. Dawn was beginning to bleed from several shallow cuts and was clearly terrified. Spike was fighting a small
but limber demon that had a tongue any reptile would be proud of having. She had just left a bloodied and beaten Glory and rushed up the tower in time to see the small demon knock Spike off of his feet. As Spike began to rise, the demon grabbed him and pinned his arms behind him with the obvious intent of shoving Spike from the tower.

"Then I’ll send the lady your regrets," the demon taunted.

"The lady’s right here, froggy," Buffy said as she leveled a kick at Doc’s head, knocking him off balance and making him let go of Spike. "Time to see if you
can fly," she said as she pushed the fallen demon off the girder and sent him plummeting to the ground far below.

"Hey, Spike. Sorry it took so long to get up here. Had a bitch with a bad dye job that I needed to do some homemade plastic surgery on," Buffy quipped.
"Dawnie, let’s get you out of here and out of that bad ‘Juliet’ costume, okay?"

"It’s started, Buffy," Dawn said quietly and pointed to the small opening in the sky where her blood had started to fall. The portals were beginning to open and all hells were about to break loose.

"Why is it never easy? Kill the hellgod, save Spike’s ass and STILL have to figure a way out of this mess." Buffy would have given nearly anything to just have
things be simple for a change. Giles had said the only way to stop the rift in dimensions was to kill her sometimes annoying little sister. No way in ANY hell was
Buffy going to kill Dawn. No matter that Dawn wasn’t really her sister originally; she was now and Buffy loved her even more than she was irritated by her.

Spike released Dawn from the bonds that had held her on the edge of the girder and was guiding the shaken teen back to safety and her big sister.

"Spike! Doc seemed so nice before. Why was he helping Glory? He stabbed you. Are you all right?" Dawn was in shock but still concerned for her surrogate big brother.

"Don’t know, Bit. Can’t always tell who’ll take whose side in the big battles, I suppose. Wish I’d never dealt with the bugger. You okay, Niblet? Looks like
the cuts aren’t too bad. Should heal right up, yeah? Spike sought to reassure Dawn. "Worst is over. Least ‘til school starts again, right?"

"I wish," Buffy said under her breath.

Dawn started to break free of Spike’s guiding hand to do her duty and close the rift. "Let me go, Spike. I have to jump; it’s the only way! My blood’s the only thing that will stop this. I’m not real anyway. Let me go."

"Stop that, Bit! You’re as real as I am and you’re only getting off this Tinkertoy by going down those stairs. Stop wiggling! I’m stronger than you and you’re not going anywhere." Spike looked alarmed at Dawn’s determination.

Buffy had been thinking while Spike and her little sister were struggling. She remembered the Rasta Slayer telling her that death was her gift. ‘This must be what she meant!‘ Buffy thought. ‘My blood is the same as Dawn’s and I can take her place.’ It was almost frightening to Buffy how much the idea of jumping off the tower to her death didn’t bother her.


It seemed that all of her short life consisted of people she loved leaving her. It had started with her dad and ended with her mom. Of course her mom hadn’t left her on purpose, but Buffy had been abandoned just the same. Each departure took another piece of Buffy’s heart. This time SHE would be the one doing the leaving. Finally she could lay down her arms and maybe find peace. She could give the gift of her death to Dawnie and let the girl have a safe and long life.

"Spike, you said you’d look after Dawn until the end of the world. Did you mean that?" Buffy asked the still struggling vampire.

"Meant every word, Slayer. No one’s gonna hurt the Niblet--‘cept me if she doesn’t stop squirming," Spike answered sincerely. "I may be a vamp, but I keep my word."

"Good," Buffy said and with her face fixed in determination, she laid out her plan to the two appalled listeners.

"No way in any hell comin’ out of that hole am I standin’ by and watchin’ you take a header off this pile of steel, Slayer." Spike let go of Dawn and was making ready to grab both girls and tie them up if necessary to prevent the insanity Buffy had just suggested.

"No, Buffy! You’re the Slayer, you’re important. I’m just a key that got used and now has to lock the door back up," Dawn insisted.

"We really don’t have time to argue here. Look, I was told that death was my gift, so just accept the gift and live for me, Dawnie. I love you. Let me do this for you, for everyone. It’s an honorable way for a Slayer to die, saving the world. This way I get to save you too, like a cherry on top the sundae! I’m older than most Slayers. It’s my time, I feel it." Buffy was determined.

"What you’re feeling is crazy. I lived with Dru long enough to Mulder that out! You did that mental check-out just the other day--you aren’t thinking clearly,
Slayer. Nervous breakdown’s not the time to make the life and death choices. There’s another way." Spike managed to get the attention of the two angst-ridden
girls with that statement.

"What other way? I’m not so married to the idea that I won’t listen. But remind me to kick your ass for comparing me to that loony toons ex of yours later." Buffy looked closely at Spike and waited to hear his plan.

The rift was getting larger as they spoke and various demons were beginning to leak through into their world. Spike was going to have to sell his idea fast to keep Buffy from taking a leap out of his life forever.

"The blood’s the thing, right?" At Buffy’s nod Spike continued, "Well, vamp here. I’m good at blood collectin’, yeah? I figure a jump off this thing isn’t going to kill me, not like a human or even a Slayer. I drink enough blood to do the job, jump in the keyhole and everybody lives, or unlives, another day."

Buffy thought about it and could see his point. Besides, if it didn’t work, she could still jump like she had originally planned. "It could work. Okay, we’ll try it your way." She held up a warning hand to a protesting Dawn. "Spike’s right, he’ll mend from a fall like that; we wouldn’t." She turned to Spike and continued in a near whisper, "If it doesn’t work, I’m still going to jump. Dawnie comes out of this alive."

"Won’t be up here to stop you, Slayer. Always wanted a taste of you anyway. Guess I get my wish." Spike tried to smirk but it was more of a sad little smile instead.

Buffy moved her head to one side and offered her neck to Spike. All the years of threats and fights had led to her offering the unbelievable to this vampire for a
reason even more unbelievable than her offer of blood.

Spike looked deeply into the eyes of this woman he loved enough to die for and drew a shaky breath. Damn, he hoped it worked! He bent his head to the curve of her neck and gently began to lick and nuzzle her neck. If he was going to do this, he was going to make sure it wasn’t painful for her, if possible.

Buffy felt herself tense up as this peculiar vampire began to lave her neck gently. She had never thought of gentleness and a vampire drinking from someone as
belonging in the same sentence before. Spike was just one surprise after another! Just as she was beginning to wonder if he had changed his mind about substituting himself for the Summers girls in this sacrifice, she felt his bones shift as he went into game face. The actual penetration of his fangs into her jugular was surprisingly easy and painless, or close to it. She remembered having more painful flu shots in the past.

Spike’s eyes closed in ecstasy as the first mouthful of delicious Buffy blood coated his throat. She tasted better than the China Doll had all those years ago. He had never forgotten the rush of drinking from a Slayer, had craved it from Buffy for years until his love overpowered his bloodlust. With this nectar singing in him, a bloke could do nearly anything! Spike took enough blood to be certain it would
register with whatever magical blood detector might be checking while not doing any permanent harm to his Buffy.

Buffy was stunned by the sensations she was feeling at this act. She had always equated a vampire feeding with pain and terror, not anything pleasant. No,
pleasant didn’t come close. This was almost like sex, good sex … no … GREAT sex. She could feel every pull on her blood like an electrical current leading straight to her clit. If she didn’t control herself she was going to have way too much to explain to Dawnie later! "Uhnnnnnnnn!" She moaned and moved her body closer to Spike involuntarily. God, this made her so needy, if there wasn’t a dimensional rift to close, she could easily lose all control and wrap her legs around Spike’s slender hips right there!

It was with a sense of loss that Spike withdrew his fangs, licking the newest holes in Buffy’s neck. He kissed the spot lovingly, knowing he might never have
another chance to get that close to her in the future. Then, realizing that future might not exist if he didn’t hurry, he placed a quick kiss on Buffy’s surprised lips and took a long run off the short girder and into glory.




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