Beer Good

By Azrielle

Nc-17/wip

Hey, My muse decided it was time for a new story, you see she had some chocolate liqueur and said to me “What do you think would have happened if “Beer bad” Happened after “Something Blue?” So together we came up with this little tidbit. I hope you enjoy. Please let me know if you like it and want more.

Beer Good

Spike walked into the campus bar. “Bloody hell.” He muttered to himself. ~ Slayer. ~ He could smell her. ~ Doesn’t appear to be here anymore so I can have my sodden drink in peace. ~ He thought happily to himself, he glanced around again quickly to be sure and ordered a pint.

Spike took a long swallow and closed his eyes. He downed the rest quickly and ordered another.

Spike quickly downed that one too. ~ Need something to take my mind off that bloody chit. All her bloody fault I’m neutered now. If I didn’t come back to kill that sexy bint this never would have bloody well happened to me. ~ Spike ordered another before he realized the traitorous thought that had just popped into his head.

~ Sexy? What? Well yeah…ok when she was all pressed against me rubbing her hot little… ~ “Bloody hell.” He muttered. “Can’t get her out of my head.” He growled.

“I don’t know who she is but maybe I could help you get your mind off of her?” A beautiful girl said softly sitting down beside Spike. “My name is Sarah. I’ve been watching you since you came in here, and you look like you could use a distraction.”

“Well…hello Sarah…Thanks but nothing will get her out of my mind! Bloody chit is everywhere.” Spike said gazing appreciatively at the stranger. ~ She has eyes like Buffy. ~ Spike thought seeing the girls hazel eyes boring into his.

“You sure about that?” She asked with a pout.

“Yeah. I’m sure. I gotta find her.” Spike said. He finished his drink and stepped out into the night. ~ Want to look into her eyes and see if maybe there’s any traces of Red’s spell left. I’d love to have the hotness that is Buffy rubbing against me in all the wrong places again. ~
~~~~~`

“Fascinating really.” Giles said rolling his eyes.

“Want people. Where people go?” Buffy questioned pointing at the TV

“The TV is off.” Giles said exasperated.

“Want! Want people.” Buffy said determined to get her way. .

“She doesn't appear to be in any danger. Maybe you should stay with her.” Giles said looking at Xander.

Buffy sniffed at Xander. “MMMmmm”

“Or perhaps she should be left alone.” Giles said watching her.

“Boy smells nice.” She grabbed Xander and sniffed him

“Yeah, I think we need to track down the fun boys somewhat pronto. Jack said the effects of the beer would wear off” Xander said.

“Beer? Buffy want beer.” Buffy said happily.

“You can't have beer.” Giles said angrily.

Buffy gave Giles an evil look

“Want beer.” She growled pointing at herself.

“Giles, don't make cave slayer unhappy.” Xander said placating Buffy.

She faked a punch at Giles “Buffy strong.” She said flexing her muscles for him.

“Yes, Buffy strong.” Giles agreed.

“Buffy get beer.” She said turning back towards the bar.

“Buffy get...” Giles words were cut off by Buffy tackling him. She pushed Xander out of the way and ran.

“Giles!” Xander questioned moving closer to the downed watcher. “Are you ok?”

“I'm fine. Just get her.” Giles stated pointing at the door.

“Which way?” He asked.

“Um, check down there. We have to find her before someone gets hurt.” Giles said polishing his glasses, still seated on the floor. ~ Bloody hell that girl is going to be the death of me. ~
~~~~~`

Spike strode purposefully down Revello drive. ~ I wonder what she’s doing right now. Gotta get her out of my head. ~

Spike climbed up the tree next to her window. He peered in and almost fell out of the tree. ~ SHIT! ~ He thought to himself. Buffy was striding over to the window.
~~~~~`

“MMmmm….boy. Buffy want boy.” She growled striding over to the window. ~ Mine. ~ She thought possessively, locking eyes with the startled vampire.

She roughly yanked the window open. Buffy reached out a perfectly manicured hand and yanked the shocked vampire inside.

“HEY!” She said loudly sniffing him. ~ Smells like Buffy. ~ Spike’s duster was covered in her scent.
~~~~~`

“Slayer.” Spike hissed, trying not to let her see his arousal at having her this close. Spike closed his eyes and inhaled. Her scent was all around him, cloying, making him harder by the second.

It didn’t help that when she was this close he remembered in vivid detail kissing her lips and having her pressed up against him. ~ During that bloody spell. One of the best days of my un-life. ~

He could feel her hot breath on his cheek and was afraid to look at her for fear he would get lost in her eyes. ~ When Red did that spell I almost got lost. Can’t do that again. ~ He thought trying to adjust his manhood without her noticing.

“Smell like Buffy.” She said sniffing him again.

Spike swallowed audibly. “Uh…yeah Slayer.” ~ What the hell? ~

Buffy let her hand slip from the lapel of his duster and stroke down his chest and over his stomach.

Spike grabbed her hand before she touched his obvious arousal. He pulled her hand to his lips and gave it a chaste kiss. “What’s this about then Slayer?” Spike asked.

“Buffy want.” She said pressing her body against, her hips thrusting gently against him.

“Mmm yeah?” He asked. ~ Bloody chit isn’t pulling away. ~ Spike thought in wonder. ~ And I know she can feel it. ~

“Yeah.” She murmured looking deep into his eyes.

“Well baby you can have *anything* you want from me.” Spike growled softly putting his rms around her an pulling her against him.

Buffy felt the growl in her bones and it sent little shivers down her spine. She reached up and grabbed Spike by the back of the neck. She pulled him into a kiss promising him more with the movement of her body.

She kissed him tentatively at first, growing bolder when he didn’t protest. She let her tongue slip into his mouth and moaned in satisfaction as he let his tongue caress hers.

Spike wrapped his arms around her and groaned as he felt her heat covering him. Her warm moist lips pressed against his cool ones, her tongue rubbing against his, her hot little body rubbing and rasping moans from her into his mouth.

“Want more.” She whispered pulling him back towards the bed.

“Uh…Slayer?…you sure we should be doing this?” Spike asked. ~ Don’t want to wake up a big pile of dust. ~

“No talk. Want.” Buffy growled pushing him roughly onto the bed.

Spike nodded and pulled her down on top of him.

Buffy rubbed herself against his jean-clad cock. Spike groaned and wrapped his arms around her. “Buffy.” He breathed. “So warm…”

Buffy licked a trail down his neck. “Mine.” She growled into his ear.

Spike nodded. He let his fingers dance under the back of her shirt, feeling sparks of electricity jump from her warm skin to his cool fingertips.

Buffy sat up straddling him and whipped her shirt of over her head. She reached down and pulled Spike’s black T-shirt from the waistband of his jeans. “Off.” She commanded pulling at the offending material.

Spike pulled his shirt off quickly and immediately Buffy pressed her bra clad chest against him. “Mmm nice. Cool.” She growled against his ear. She stuck her tongue out and ground herself against him.

Spike gasped. The feel of her warm willing body pressed up against him was driving him crazy. He could smell her arousal and it was driving his lust. He reached down and grasped her ass through her pants pulling her closer. Impossibly close. “Want you Buffy.” He growled.

Those simple words sent more moisture to her core. Buffy was soaked. She sat up, straddling Spike again and pulled at the button on her pants. “Off.” She growled ripping her pants in the process.

“Ok kitten…let Spike take care of you.” Spike said softly rolling her over onto the bed.

He pulled off her boots and socks kissing her tiny feet softly each in turn before placing them gently on the bed. He grasped her ripped pants at the waist and pulled them down her tanned legs.

“Luv, you are on gorgeous creature.” Spike moaned trailing his fingers up her legs and over her thighs. He pulled her bra off gently and cupped her pert breasts in his callused hands.

“OFF!” She growled pointing at his pants.

“No problem Luv.” He chuckled quickly removing his pants. His hardness jutting out from his body.

Buffy’s eyes went wide at the sight of him. “Big” She said reaching for his shaft.

“Not so fast Luv. I want to enjoy this. Especially since the next time you see me I’ll end up a big pile of dust.” Spike said softly. He gently pushed her back on the bed. He ripped her panties from her body and brought them to his nose.

Buffy gasped as he did and felt herself get wetter.

Spike knelt between her open thighs and parted them a little more. He snaked out a finger and traced her glistening lips. “Look at that. All warm and wet.” He purred. Spike gently inserted a finger inside and Buffy ground her hips into his hand.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly. “Like that kitten?” He questioned.

Buffy nodded.

Spike leaned down and flicked his tongue over her sensitive clit. “Spike.” She screamed. Reaching down she stroked her fingers through his hair. “More.” She growled.

Spike inserted a second finger and gently stroked the sensitive flesh inside of her.

Buffy arched her back and thrust her hips faster. Spike licked and sucked until Buffy came all over his hand. She opened her mouth and let out a silent scream.

“Oh yeah Luv. Your taste…” Spike murmured licking her juices from his fingers.

Buffy pulled him up towards her and pushed him onto his back. She bent and kissed him erotically, dipping her tongue into his cool mouth. “Taste Buffy.” She said wonderingly.

Buffy stroked her fingers down his stomach and into the curls at the base of his hardened shaft. She gripped him in her tight little hand and rubbed gently.

Spike wrapped his hand around hers and tightened her fingers. He pulled her hand up and down his length. Harder. Faster. “Yeah…yeah Like that…” He moaned letting her hand move on it’s own again.

Buffy leaned down and took the tip into her mouth. “MMMmmm” Buffy moaned tasting a few drops of pre-cum that oozed from the slit at the tip.

“Buffy, Luv…please want to be inside you…” Spike growled thrusting up into her mouth.

“Inside.” She echoed. She lifted one leg over him placing her sopping core over his hardened shaft. Buffy rubbed the head at her slick entrance and moaned softly, the feel of his cool cock rubbing against her slick opening was driving her crazy. Buffy sank down and screamed as he filled her.

They froze staring into each other’s eyes. They stayed that way for a full minute, both gasping in pleasure

He couldn’t take it anymore. Spike thrust up fiercely, Buffy ground against him rubbing her swollen clit against his rock hard abs.

“Can’t get enough of you…” Spike moaned softly. He grabbed her ass roughly and pulled her tighter against him. “Buffy…” He cried out as shock waves of pleasure coursed through his body. He felt her clenching around him. “Oh….So tight Buffy…” He whispered reverently.

“Coming…coming…” She screamed moving faster above him. She lifted her chest slightly and a nipple grazed Spike’s cool cheek. He turned his head and captured the pert little thing in his mouth.

Spike sucked gently on the puckered bud and licked circles around it. Spike could feel her become wetter as she came, clenching her milky fold around him. It was almost painfully tight.

Spike growled and flipped them over. He thrust savagely into her. His pace picking up as he felt her nearing orgasm again, her walls clenching rhythmically.

Spike lost control as he hurled towards the edge. He felt his fangs descend and knew he was going to sink them into her. ~ Who cares about the fucking migraine. It’ll be worth it. ~ He thought licking the sensitive flesh on her neck. He trailed a path to her pulse point. Spike sucked at the pulsing flesh and felt her stiffen as his fangs grazed her creamy skin. .

“Bite.” She growled thrusting her quivering hips up into him. Spike growled softly and let himself lose control.

Silence

Spike lost control as he hurled towards the edge. He felt his fangs descend and knew he was going to sink them into her. ~ Who cares about the fucking migraine. It’ll be worth it. ~ He thought licking the sensitive flesh on her neck. He trailed a path to her pulse point. Spike sucked at the pulsing flesh and felt her stiffen as his fangs grazed her creamy skin. .

“Bite.” She growled thrusting her quivering hips up into him. Spike growled softly and let himself lose control.

Buffy arched up into him as she felt his fangs enter her. She raked her nails down his back. She drew blood and that spurned him on, he thrust deeper, harder faster.

Buffy was screaming and writhing in pleasure when Spike realized.
~ NO PAIN!!! ~ He pulled his fangs out and salved the wound with his tongue. “Mine.” He growled into her flesh, stained pink with traces of blood. Spike shot his cool seed into her screaming her name.

“Good.” Buffy growled into his ear. She turned her head and sank her teeth into his neck. Spike screamed in pleasure. Coming to a still inside her Spike heard her whispered word only by the grace of Vampire hearing.

“Mine.”

Spike closed his eyes and savored the moment. He inhaled her scent, then opened his eyes. And looked right into her hazel depths. He was lost.

“Tired Buffy…” She said softly staring up at him.

“Ok Luv…” He said rolling off her. He sat up and started to stand when he felt her gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Stay?” She asked timidly.

~ Slayer wants me to stay? ~ He grinned and turned to her. Spike grasped her beautiful face between his hands and kissed her with such tenderness and devotion it brought tears to her eyes.

Buffy lay on the mattress and waited for Spike to join her. He was afraid to touch her. He was afraid to do the wrong thing.

Suddenly Buffy turned on her side facing away from him. Spike sighed in resignation. ~ Knew she didn’t mean it. ~ He thought sullenly.

He felt her hand seeking his. ~ What’s this? ~ She gently tugged at his hand until he relented and curled up against her back. Spike rested his nose just slightly behind her neck so he could inhale her scent all night.
~ Bloke could get used to this. ~ He thought smiling.
~~~~~`
+++

“Do you hear that?” Buffy asked no one imperticular.

Buffy looked towards the end of the hallway and saw a little girl. She was holding an ornately carved box.

The little girl was chanting. “ Can't even shout; Can't even cry; The gentlemen are coming by; looking in windows; knocking on doors; They need to take seven; and they might take yours; Can't call to mom; can't say a word; You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard;”

Spike came up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. Buffy turned to see a horrific face wearing a dark suit.

++++

Buffy startled awake to find cool arms draped around her body, and a vampire purring softly in her ear.

~ Oh…Oh no. Please tell me I didn’t… ~ Buffy searched her internal memory bank and sighed. ~ Yep True. Best sex I’ve ever had. With Spike. Evil vampire. Way to go Buffy! Slayer of the year! ~ She cringed mentally kicking herself. ~ Damn beer drinking collage guys. ~ She let out a frustrated growl.

“Take it you’re not happy I’m here Pet?” Spike asked kissing her gently on the shoulder.
~~~~~`

"’Can't even shout; Can't even cry; The gentlemen are coming by.’" Um, it sounds vaguely familiar. You're sure it's - nothing you heard when you were a child? Oh alright. Nothing else?” Giles sighed into the phone.

“Well i-it could definitely be one of your prophetic dreams or it could just be the eternal mystery that is your brain. But I-I'll check it out and um, I'll let you know if I find something.” He said saying goodbye to Buffy and reaching for his books.
~~~~~`

Giles stood at the head of the room. He held their attention.
Giles placed the first transparency on the overhead projector. ‘Who are the gentlemen?’ He looked into each of their eyes, gauging reaction.

He pulled the first one off and placed the second transparency in it’s place. ‘They are fairy tale monsters’

He replaced the second with the third. ‘What do they want?’

Giles held up a finger.
Will held up her hand and pointed to her chest
Xander formed breasts in the air in front of himself. “Boobies?” He mouthed
Giles looked at Xander and shook his head. Willow looked at Xander incredulously and pointed as Giles changed the transparency again.

‘Hearts’ said the fourth one. A picture of a bleeding heart in the centre of the page.

‘They come to a town’ number five.

‘They steal all the voices no one can scream’

‘then’ Was the only word on the page picturing him. One of the Gentlemen.

Next was a picture of a gentlemen standing over a person in bed, he was holding a dripping knife. The person’s chest was red and spilling over the side of the bed, blood dripped.
The next was a picture of a gentlemen holding a dripping red heart over the person in bed.

‘They need seven, they have at least two.’

Xander snapped his fingers and held up his board, written in his scrawling script. < How do we kill them?! >

Buffy made a fist and pumped it toward herself.

Disturbed looks from Xander and Willow, and Giles made Buffy realise what it looked like and she quickly grabbed a stake from her bag and pumped it towards herself.

Xander finally got his mind out of the gutter and realised what she meant. Giles looked relieved and Willow pretended nothing was amiss.

Giles placed another transparency up ‘In the tales "No sword can kill them"’ Was written with a picture of a gentleman with three swords stabbed through him

He replaced it with another. ‘But the princess screamed once... and they all died.’

Willow held up a CD and placed her hands over her ears and phantomined dying. She smiled.
Giles held up a finger changed the transparency.

‘Only a real human voice’ with a picture of a gentleman, dancing to an old style record player.

Giles pointed to his throat.

Buffy wrote furiously on her board: < How do I get my voice back? >

Giles put up another, ‘Buffy will patrol tonight’ with a picture of a girl holding a bow and arrow.

Buffy held her hands to her sides and gave Giles an insulted look
~ His picture of me has unflatteringly wide hips. ~ She thought self-consciously.
~~~~~`
Spike followed her into the alley. Silently stalking her.
Spike could smell her fear. ~ Delicious. ~ He grinned to himself.
~ That's right, you should be scared. Creature of the night here, yeah? Some people forget that. ~

~ Please. ~ She pleaded with her eyes, silently begging for her life. She looked deep into his eyes. That terrified her even more.

~ She thinks I'm housebroken. She forgot who she's dealing with. ~

~ Anything you want, please ~ She held out her purse to him.

~ Just 'cause she's confused, I'm supposed to be too? 'Cause I'm not. I know what I am. I'm dangerous. I'm evil. Yes, I am. I am a killer. That's what I do. I kill. And, yeah, maybe it's been awhile, but ... it's not like you forget how. You just ... do it. ~ Spike thought grasping the woman by the back of the neck and pulling her close.
~ And now I can, again, all right? So here goes. ~ His wrinklies formed and fangs descended. He leaned towards her and placed his fangs on her throat. The chip fired relentlessly. ~ What the hell is going on? ~
~~~~~`

Buffy saw a Gentleman gliding on the other side of the street. She was tackled by a lackey springing from behind a bush before she could react.

Buffy flipped the lackey to the ground. Another grabbed her from behind and she elbowed and backhanded it.

She kicked the first and ducked a roundhouse from the second, kicked it in the leg to bring it down and snapped its neck. It went down hard. The first lackey ran. Buffy looked around, almost sensing something. She shrugged and gave chase. ~ Not gonna get away from me. ~ She thought determinedly.
~~~~~`
Spike could feel it. She was fighting. He could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins. ~ Better go find her. ~ He thought to himself. His body in tune with hers soon found her.
Spike watched her snap the lackey’s neck and felt a jolt of arousal rush strait to his already hard cock. ~ She is so bloody amazing. ~ He thought following as she chased the lackey that ran.
~~~~~`

Buffy made it to the top level. ~ There are only two empty jars. ~ She noticed.

She felt the kick from behind and fell to the ground. Three lackeys grabbed the downed slayer and held her as one of the three Gentleman floated toward her with a scalpel.

The scalpel got near to her face Buffy closed her eyes and felt his fury as he attacked, throwing the Gentleman back and into the wall.

Spike grabbed a lackey next, and ripped his head right off his body. Buffy, held by only two lackeys, flipped over and kicked a fourth approaching lackey.

She broke free and smashed one of them in the head sending him careening away. Spike jumped forward, ready to attack any threat to his. ~ What? What is she mate? ~ Spike asked himself.

A lackey tackled Buffy. Two of them were after Buffy. Spike used his fists and fangs to eliminate the threat.

Buffy ducked a roundhouse and kicked one of the lackey’s in the back. She ducked away from another roundhouse kicked a stool forward into the lackey and delivered a terrific uppercut.

A Gentleman moved forward with a scalpel. A Gentleman stabbed at her from behind with a scalpel. Spike turned to her, alarmed.

The gentleman backed away. A lackey grabbed Buffy and threw her into a giant spool of rope. He held her around her shoulders and neck from behind. Weakened, she couldn't break loose.

Spike grabbed a chair and hit the lackey

Suddenly Buffy saw the box from her dreams next to the jars of hearts. She flashed back to the little girl holding the box. She waved and then banged her hands on the giant spool to get Spike's attention.

Spike gets it and mouths "oh". He reached out and smashed the box.

A fine gray mist came floating out of it. The lackey that held Buffy threw her down. Two of the streamers of mist float into Spike's and Buffy's throats.
Buffy felt it enter her. She opened her mouth and screamed and screamed.

Suddenly all of the gentlemen's heads exploded.

Buffy and Spike looked incredulously into each other’s lust filled eyes.

~ I do *not* want him. ~ She denied in her head, all the while her body was craving his touch. She unconsiously took a tentitive step towards him.

~ Want her so bloody much. ~ Spike thought to himself. He could feel his body working it’s magic, calling her to his side. He growled softly. A Primal animal calling to his mate.
~~~~~`

A/N = thoughts = that Buffy can hear. * You’ll see. *

Extrasensory

Buffy and Spike looked incredulously into each other’s lust filled eyes.

~ I do *not* want him. ~ She denied in her head, all the while her body was craving his touch. She unconsciously took a tentative step towards him.

~ Want her so bloody much. ~ Spike thought to himself. He could feel his body working it’s magic, calling her to his side. He growled softly. A Primal animal calling to his mate.

Buffy was powerless to stop herself, she sashayed right up to her vampire lover and let him take her in his arms and kiss her senseless.
Buffy could feel her arousal growing. She rubbed her heated mound against him. ~ What the hell am I am I doing? This is *SPIKE* and I’m not under a spell this time. I can’t let this happen. ~

She broke the kiss and pulled slightly away. Spike could feel the reluctance in her body.

~ Wow. He must have been really happy to see me. ~ She thought feeling his hardness pressed into her. “What the hell do you think you’re doing Spike?” She asked taking a few steps back, pushing him slightly.

“Hey! *You* walked over here to me slayer, and who am I to deny you your fantasies?” He asked with a cocky grin.

Buffy reacted and punched him in the nose.

“Ow Bloody hell Slayer what was that for?” He asked holding his throbbing nose.

“Get over yourself fang face! None of my fantasies include you!” She huffed. Buffy didn’t wait for a response, she ran. ~ Oh god. Oh god. I have to get away from him. ~ She thought desperately. ~ All I really want is to go back there and…~ Buffy blinked rapidly. ~ Not going to finish that thought! ~

She didn’t stop until she reached her house. She stood on the back porch panting. Buffy placed her hands on her knees doubled over and inhaled deeply. She could smell him. He was all over her. ~ God Buffy get a grip! He’s an evil vampire who’s gonna just turn on you as soon as he gets that bloody chip out! Get over it already. ~ She didn’t realize until she was drifting off to sleep later that night that she had used *his* word.
~~~~~`

Spike stood there silently in the clock tower and contemplated her reaction to him. ~ You talk tuff Slayer, but you’ll be back. Did you really think I couldn’t smell how much you wanted me when you had your hot little body pressed up against mine? Vampire yeah? ~ He grinned maliciously and made his way out of the tower.
~~~~~`

Buffy successfully stayed away from Spike for three days. She couldn’t believe her luck. ~ Wait a second……What if he’s staying away from me? ~ She thought frowning.

Buffy strolled into the playground contemplating that thought when she sensed something and turned to see two flesh colored demons, nasty twisted faces, no mouths, coming at her. She faced them and readied herself for battle.

They both swung at her and Buffy backed up a step, she tripped on the edge of the swing set and fell to the ground. One of the creatures loomed over her.

Buffy quickly snap kicked its leg and knocked it into the pole of the swing set. She rolled to her feet. It turned to her. She sent a roundhouse to it’s face and it dropped to the ground.

She pulled out her knife. “You demons can't resist a stumble, can you?”
She threw her knife down at the creature on the ground and it caught it.

The other creature grabbed her from behind. She twisted out and chucked it into the swing set pole.

Both demons got up, one right in front of the other and faced off with Buffy. The first one ducked and the second one threw her knife back at her. She caught it in one hand.

The first demon rushed in to attack. Buffy kicked it swiftly in the stomach and bent to throw him over her shoulder, she smiled as it landed on the picnic table behind her. She turned and stabbed down into its heart with the knife.

The second demon ran off quickly seeing it’s mate die. Buffy yanked the knife back out of the dead body and turned to find it’s friend. “One down, one... gone.” She murmured as she caught a glimpse of it’s retreating back.

Buffy didn’t notice the blood on the back of her hand. It was glowing and then it just faded into her skin unnoticed.
~~~~~`

“You touched one of the demons?” Giles asked worriedly.

“A good touch, not a bad touch. Anyway, it's been itching like crazy. No big, just another problem for the good people at Lubriderm, right?” She quipped.

“That's the demon in question?” Giles asked, pointing at the open book in front of her.

“In the disgusting flesh.” Buffy shuddered.

“There could be any number of explanations for your hand. A new fabric softener can cause irritation. In any case, I would advise *not* to attempt to track the one that got away. Let's minimize your exposure.” Giles said polishing his glasses.
~~~~~`

Buffy was walking down the hallway at school and a very strange thing happened to her. “Hey Xand!” She shouted to her best friend.

“Hey Buff.” Xander said jogging up to her. = So have you seen captain peroxide since you kissed him? = He wondered silently.

“No…I haven’t seen him.” She replied.

“Who?” Xander asked.

“Spike. I haven’t seen him since the spell.” Buffy lied easily to her best friend.

“Who said anything about Spike?”

“I thought that’s who you meant when you said ‘captain peroxide’” Buffy replied, confusion on her face.

“I said that out *loud*?” Xander squeaked.

= I mean, look at that body. God, I would love to shove her against that locker right now and just oooh. = There was a guy standing right in front of her smiling gently and having those thoughts about her.

Buffy squeaked in disgust and turned in the direction of the library.
~ Giles can help. ~
~~~~~`

Buffy was not paying attention to where she was going. She found the voices distracting, but soon realized if she didn’t look directly at anyone she wouldn’t know who said what. It was safer for them that way. ~ I’ll shove him up against a locker and uhhhh. ~

So when the callused pair of pale white hands reached out from the janitor closet and pulled her in she didn’t react fast enough to stop it from happening.

“Spike!” She squeaked. “What are you doing here? Daylight! You wanna end up dust?” She asked

= Schlyer you’re so…beauishful. = Spike scowled at her. “I came to talk to you, sumpin I need ta shay.”

“Are you drunk?” She asked looking into his eyes.

= Had to do something to numb these feelings. = “I’m…yeah…a little.” He admitted.

“Are you crazy?” She asked.

=Only about you sweetheart. Your scent. Your rosy lips. = Spike’s tongue darted out of his mouth wetting his lips.

Buffy gulped and watched the path his cool moist tongue took. “Spike. I’ve gotta go…” She said trying to push past him.

“Wait. Buffy…” Spike pleaded. = I love you don’t leave me. =

The sound of her name and the words in his head stopped her cold.

“Spike?”

“I…I…” Spike sighed and closed his eyes. = This is so hard. =

When he opened his eyes again she was staring intently at him.

“You call to me Buffy…ever since…ever since I tasted you…it’s like…” = I know where you are. I know if you’re fighting… = “It’s like there’s a part of you…” = inside of me. Calling to me, making me want you. Craving the feel of your flesh beneath my hands. = “I feel like…” = You belong to me. =

Spike growled softly. “I want you *all* the bloody time.” = I’ve tried to ignore it. I’ve tried to drink it away. But it’s still bloody there. It’s always there. =

“I can’t deal with this right now…” She murmured. Tears forming in her eyes. ~ And I sure as hell can’t tell you I feel the same way. ~

= Oh kitten don’t cry. Please don’t cry. = Spike sighed. “Ok.” He turned from the door and didn’t try to stop her from leaving. Buffy brushed quickly by him and hesitated at the door, her hand on the knob.

Before she could stop herself she turned on her heal and grabbed his face between her tiny hands. She pulled the startled vamp towards her and kissed him longingly. “We’ll talk later.” She whispered.

His arms automatically snaked their way around her waist. = Promise me. =

“I promise Spike.” ~ Feels so good to be in his arms. ~

His blue eyes widened in surprise and he pulled her in for another kiss.

“I’ll see you later.” She whispered and was out the door.
~~~~~`

“Buffy, slow down. I'm not even convinced that this is genuine mind reading. You're most likely projecting your” Giles started to say.

“When I walked in a few minutes ago, you thought 'Look at her shoes. If a fashion magazine told her to, she'd wear cats strapped to her feet.” Buffy said looking strait into his eyes.

“I...um...” = The demons are telepathic. I should have known. That's why they didn't need mouths. =

“Of course, demons are telepathic!” Giles cried snapping his fingers.

“I know, you just told me. That's why they don’t need mouths. And you should have known.” Buffy rolled her eyes.

“This is astounding.” Giles said in wonderment.

“It was happening out in the hallway. Principal Snyder has Walk Like an Egyptian stuck in his head. And the boys at this school are seriously disturbed. It's weird, but Giles, think about it. Think about what I could do.” Buffy said a small smile playing about her lips.

“It could be very useful. You could anticipate your opponent's every move. Turn his plans against him.”

“Oh, way better than that.” Buffy’s smile was genuine. ~
~~~~~`

“Uh, mom, I'm fine.”

“How about, some soup? Chicken and stars.”

“Mom, please, just come sit with me.”

“I've uh, I've got laundry.” Joyce stammered

“Why are you...?” She sat bolt upright in bed. “You had sex with Giles?!”

Joyce gasped.

“YOU HAD SEX WITH GILES?!” Buffy screamed indignantly.

“It was the candy! We were teenagers!” Joyce murmured retreating towards the door.

“On the hood of a police car?!?”

“I'll be downstairs. You feel better.” Joyce stopped at the door, she quickly turned away and ran for the stairs.

“TWICE!!!!” Buffy called after her.
~~~~~`

“Buffy's being driven mad, we have no proof that this is going to work, and it still requires the heart of the second demon, which we have no idea how to get without the slayer.” Giles said frustration evident on his face.

“Negative thinking doesn't solve problems.” Willow said softly.

“Who is going to get the demon heart?” Giles sighed and rubbed a weary hand over his tired face.

“Spike!” Giles shouted as he entered the library.
~~~~~`

The creature was flying through the air. It landed none-to-gently, as it smashed into a picnic table. It hopped back up and Spike stepped in to throw a punch. It dodges.

The demon punched Spike. Spike shrugged it off and returned with a punch of his own, He stepped in to throw the creature up onto a second picnic table.

The demon got back to its feet as Spike leapt up onto the table.

Spike gave it a solid punch to the stomach. It backflips off of the table. Spike jumped down. They wrestled for a moment until Spike got the upper hand. He twisted the creature’s arm and threw it into the jungle gym.

He strode forward to continue but the demon backhanded him, knocking him to the ground. Spike shook his head. He recovered from the blow. He looked up to see the demon running to escape.

Spike got to his feet, the predator in him gave a feral growl. ~ You’re Buffy’s cure mate. You gotta die. ~ The vampire hunted the creature.
~~~~~`

Buffy was still in bed the next morning. Joyce sat, curled up with a blanket on a chair in Buffy's room. Buffy was asleep, tossing and turning.

Her friends all sat downstairs in the living room keeping a silent vigil.
~~~~~`

The silence was deafening. When there was a knock on the door it startled them all. Giles bolted for the door.

He opened the door wide and a smoking figure covered in a blanket stepped inside. He pulled the blanket off and held out a vial of glowing blue liquid. “I got it.”
~~~~~`

Spike slowly opened the door. Joyce stood from her chair and made her way over to where he stood. She reached out for him. Spike pulled her into a soft hug. “She’ll be ok mum. I promise.” He said softly.

“Thanks Spike.” She said softly as she let him go. Joyce quietly left the room. She shut the door behind her.

Spike set the potion on a burner. He sat down on her bed and pulled Buffy up into his arms.

“Uh, no.” Buffy was in a daze, she was confused and tried to push him away. She tried to struggle

“I'm gonna help you.” Spike said softly. He grabbed the potion and tried to feed it to her. Buffy’s struggles became frantic.

Spike growled warningly. He placed his wrinklies against the mark he left on her neck, She quieted somewhat.

Spike then brought his blunt teeth to the mark.

Even in her delirium she recognized his claim on her. She was satisfied this vampire before her wouldn’t hurt and she let him bring the potion gently to her lips.

Spike set the potion aside and laid her gently back on to the pillow. She seemed a little better. He kissed her forehead softly and she snaked her arms around his neck.

Buffy pulled him down beside her and Spike didn’t resist. He lay beside his once mortal enemy, wrapping her in his arms and purring contentedly.
~~~~~`

Buffy and Willow sat outside of the school, waiting for the bell to ring.
“Giles!” Buffy said surprised when he walked up to her. ~ I hope he didn’t overhear me telling Willow about him and my mom. ~

“Uh…I’ve got to…uh…bye…” Willow stammered, she turned a thousand shades of red. She waved and quickly ran off.

Buffy waved bye to her best friend. ~ Can’t blame her for not sticking around. ~.

“Bye” Giles murmured. ~ Strange girl. ~ He smiled to himself.

“How are you feeling today?” Giles asked ~ Can you still hear my thoughts? ~

“Loving the quiet. Nobody in here but me.” She said relieved.

“I'm glad to see you've recovered from your psychic encounter more or less intact. Feel up to some training?” Giles asked

“Sure. We can work out after school. You know, if you're not too busy having sex with my MOTHER!” Buffy said sarcastically.

Giles didn’t see the tree coming and walked right into it.
~~~~~`

This story is *NOW* set in season three and will be adapted to that timeline. (mostly) Thanks to ilpopi for suggesting it. ;) Az.

Tabula rasa

“Sure. We can work out after school. You know, if you're not too busy having sex with my MOTHER!” Buffy said sarcastically.

Giles didn’t see the tree coming and walked right into it.
~~~~~`

She could *feel* him following her. He had been behind her for about an hour now. Trailing behind, not coming out of the shadows. Buffy was getting more and more pissed by the minute.

Spike could feel her anger radiating off of her in waves, calling to him.

She questioned silently.

“Slayer.” Spike chuckled coming out from behind the tree.

“Why are you following me Spike?” She asked curiously.

“I just wanted to make sure you were ok…after what happened last night…wanted to make sure you were at the top of your game.” He grinned cockily at her.
~*~ No one is going to be tasting you cept for me. ~*~

“It’s gonna take a lot more than a few voices in my head to throw me off my game.” She growled.
~*~ Even if one of the voices was yours telling me you love me. ~*~

“So…did you ‘hear’ anything of interest?” He asked hiding his shock.
~*~ I guess you could hear me while I was drunk and blathering on ~*~ Their feet started moving, they walked almost touching, both feeling a pull towards the other and wanting to touch but neither willing to be the one to initiate it.

“Yeah…Xander called you captain peroxide…and boy did I get an ego boost…so many guys thinking nasty thoughts about me.” She cast a glance his way gauging his reaction. ~*~ Jealous Spike? ~*~ She questioned silently.

“I bloody well am *not* jealous Slayer!” Spike growled indignantly.

Buffy’s eyes grew wide. ~*~ How did you know what I… ~*~

“Cause you said it…” Spike turned to look into her eyes.

~*~ Was thinking? ~*~ “Oh…please tell me it’s not happening again.” Buffy cried softly sinking to her knees.

“Buffy…S’not…I don’t think it’s those demon bloke’s…” Spike said softly sinking down to his knees beside her.

“Spike…I can’t…things I heard…I just can’t…” Buffy felt tears well up in her eyes and brushed impatiently at them.

“We need to find you’re watcher Luv…” Spike said grasping her hand and pulling her to her feet.

“He’s at home.” She said softly. Buffy didn’t pull her hand from his.

“‘Kay then let’s go…” He said softly pulling her behind him.
~~~~~`

“When the fire goes out, when the crystal turns black, the spell will be cast. Tabula rasa, tabula rasa, tabula rasa.” He murmured and smiled to himself. He placed the crystal in his pocket. He peered out the hotel window and glanced out into the inky black night ~ This will teach that sodden pillock that he can’t keep Ripper hidden forever. ~ Ethan waited silently for the fun to begin.
~~~~~`

“Ok…something really strange is going on…” Buffy said to the assembled group. She still clutched Spike’s hand possessively.

Willow and Xander sat on the couch sharing a bowl of popcorn and were staring at her as if she had two heads.

Willow was holding her stuffed bunny on her lap, so Anya decided to sit in the chair *across* the room.

Giles plunked down on the arm of Anya’s chair. “Buffy? Why are you holding *Spike’s* hand?” Giles asked glaring at the bleached blonde vampire. ~ Don’t tell me Willow’s done another spell. ~ He glanced quickly at Willow.

“I…Oh, well…” She dropped Spike’s hand like it was made of molten lava. “Giles…I can hear his thoughts…there’s some kind of connection.” Buffy said blanching at the hurt look in Spike’s expressive blue eyes as she dropped his hand.

~*~ Bloody hell…It’s ok for you to grasp some cold comfort when your friends aren’t around. But the instant they appear, it’s back to enemies? Fine then Slayer. ~*~ Spike growled softly but remained by her side.

~*~ Spike please try to understand. I need their help with this…I can't just come right out and say we're together. ~*~ Buffy pleaded silently. She looked into his eyes and saw her rejection reflected back at her.

“What kind of connection? It couldn’t be something else? Did you touch another demon?” Giles asked. ~ Please. Don’t let it be… ~

“I…we’ve…I think…this is so hard…you don’t…you wouldn’t understand…” Buffy stammered.
~*~ How am I supposed to make you understand when I don’t? ~*~ She asked silently as she fell.

~~~~~`

Spike caught Buffy ash she fell into unconsciousness. ~*~ Together? Buffy? ~*~ He questioned silently.

Spike closed his eyes his arms tight around her, and drifted into unconsciousness. He didn’t see the same fate befall the rest of the scoobies.
~~~~~`

Ethan smiled evilly to himself as he watched the crystal turn black.
~ Let the fun begin. ~
~~~~~`

Buffy slowly opened her eyes and blinked rapidly. She stood up, with a frown, waking Spike in the process. “You ok?” he asked, a frown marring his features.

Buffy bent and looked into Spikes eyes. ~*~ Luv? ~*~

The others began to stir. Willow sat up. She glanced at the boy sprawled on the couch next to her. She gasped and jumped back.

Xander opened his eyes and looked into her startled green eyes. He let out a small gasp. They stared into each other’s eyes

Xander gave her a cheesy seductive grin. “Hey.” He said smiling.

“Hey?” Willow stammered uncertainly.

Anya awoke with a yawn. She glanced down at the head resting on her shoulder.

Giles lifted his head and to his horror realized he had drooled on her. He wiped ineffectually at her shoulder with his hand.

Anya was startled. She and Giles frowned at each other in confusion.

Buffy was the first to speak. “Who, who are you people?” She asked, mild panic registering in her voice.

Spike placed a comforting hand on her arm. “Don't worry Luv…We’ll figure it out.” He murmured. “I don't know anyone here either.”

“Yeah? Who are you?” She growled already leaning towards his touch. ~*~ This feels familiar. ~*~

“I, uh…” Spike was baffled. ~*~ I feel like I know you. Definitely want you. ~*~ He shifted on his feet to accommodate his growing hardness. Spike couldn’t remember anything. .

Xander scrambled to his feet. “Okay, who are you freaks?” He questioned suspiciously.

“You don't know me?” Willow squeaked.

“Not a clue.” Xander shrugged.

“But you were just all like,” She posed as Xander “'oh, hey.'” She complained.

“Yeah, 'cause I thought you were a girl and I'd remember, but...”

Willow grabbed her breasts. “Well, I am a girl! I'm ... not sure ... who I am exactly, but...”

“Okay, why was I out cold? And why are you all staring at me? Is this some kind of psych test? Am I getting paid for this?” Hysteria was creeping into his voice.

Giles got wearily to his feet. “It's not just you. Does anyone remember anything?” He asked.

Everyone shook their heads negatively.

“Nope.” Spike murmured. ~*~ Not a bloody thing ‘cept those haunting hazel eyes. ~*~

“Well, maybe we all got ... terribly drunk and this is some sort of, uh, blackout.” He said with a tentative smile.

“I-I don't see any booze. I don't feel any head bumps.” Anya looked around the room for signs of a party.

“Okay. I'm not panicking. I'm not. I'm not.” Xander looked up to see everyone staring. “Stop looking at me like I'm panicking!”

“Hey, hey, take it easy, guy. Okay, no one's hurt, right? And, and none of us look all hatchety-murdery, so ... we're probably safe. Here. Wherever here is.” Buffy said softly. ~*~ Maybe my boyfriend? ~*~ She glanced at Spike and nearly missed the corners of his mouth as they twitched into a smile.

“We need to figure out who’s place this is…If maybe one of us lives here…” Willow said walking towards the kitchen. “Look at this stuff on these shelves. Weird jars of weird stuff.” Willow said glancing at the assembled jars on the counter.

Willow picked a slightly worn book up off the counter and read the cover ‘Magic for Beginners’ “Oh! This…Maybe something magic happened”

“Magic! Magic's all balderdash and chicanery. I'm afraid we don't know a bloody thing.” Giles scoffed. “Except I seem to be British, don't I? Uh, and a man. With ... glasses.” He removed his glasses from their perch on his nose. “Well, that narrows it down considerably.”

“I don't like this.” Buffy said tears forming behind her eyes. ~*~ I hate having these feelings and not knowing if they’re real. ~*~

“It's okay, don't worry. We'll take care of each other.” Spike brushed a fallen lock of hair back behind Buffy’s ear. ~*~ Feels real to me. ~*~ Buffy smiled a little.

“We'll all get our memory back, and it'll all be right as rain.” Giles stated.

“Oh, listen to Mary Poppins. He's got his crust all stiff and upper with that nancy-boy accent.” Everyone turned to look at him. “You Englishmen are always so...” He paused mid sentence. “Bloody hell!” He ticked off on his fingers. “Sodding, blimey, shagging, knickers, bollocks, oh God! I'm English!”

Giles placed his glasses back on his nose. “Welcome to the nancy tribe.” He said sarcastically.

“You don't suppose you and I ... we're not related, are we?” Spike asked incredulous.

“There is a ruggedly handsome resemblance.” Anya said looking back and forth between them.

Giles smiled at Anya with pleasure.

“And you do inspire a, um ... particular feeling of ... familiarity and ... disappointment.” Giles said glaring at Spike.

Spike walked up to Giles with a scowl. They looked at each other intently

“Older brother?” Giles asked hesitantly.

“Father.” Spike scoffed. “Oh, god, how I must hate you.”

“What did I do?” Giles asked outraged.

“There's always something, and what's with the trollop?” He asked pointing to Anya

“Hey!” She screeched indignantly.

“Her?” Giles questioned looking her up and down.

“I saw you! Sleeping together.”

“Resting together.” Giles clarified blushing.

“Look!” Anya held up her hand with the engagement ring. “It's okay. We're engaged.” She smiled happily looking dawn at the ring.

“Oh.”

“It's a lovely ring.” She said grinning at Giles.

“Oh, great, a tarty stepmom who's half old Daddy's age.”

“Tarty?” Anya asked unbelievingly.

“You little twerp, I'm young enough to still get carded.” Giles huffed.

“Carded! Driver's licenses!”

Everyone reached into their pockets and bags to dig out I.D.
~~~~~`

“I don’t have a wallet.” Buffy sighed.

“So you don't have a name?” Willow asked.

“Of course I do. I just don't happen to know it.” Buffy said softly

“You want me to name you?” Willow asked with a smile.

“Oh, that's sweet, but I think I can name myself.” She closed her eyes and thought about it. “I'll name me ... Joan.”

Spike made a face. “Ugh!”

“What? Did you just 'ugh' my name?” She accused.

“No! I just ... I mean, it's so blah. Joan?” He questioned. ~*~ Nothing plain about you! ~*~

“I like it. I feel like a Joan.”

“Fine, that's your purgative.” Spike chuckled.

“Prerogative.” Buffy supplied.

“Whatever, Joan.” Spike said rolling his eyes.

“Whatever,yourself.” Buffy smiled.
~~~~~`

“..I'd wager.” Spike started but Buffy cut him off.

“Well, we need to figure out what's going on. We need to get help.”

“Looks like Joan fancies herself the boss.” Spike said coming to stand beside her.

“It’s just… we have no idea what's wrong with us. I think a hospital's our best bet.” She said looking into his eyes and smiling. “We could always…” She found herself being drawn to him. Buffy leaned in and kissed him gently.

Anya is fiddled with Giles's clothing.

“Uh, yes, let's, um, let's head out.” Giles said softly, looking into Anya’s eyes.

They all walk towards the door. Xander offered Willow his arm, and after a moment she took it.

“I suggest we split up…we may have more luck that way…” Xander said, his arm flushed from where Willow was touching him.

~*~ Yeah. Alone is good. ~*~ Buffy thought silently. She glanced at Spike and smiled softly at the reaction her thoughts provoked in the man she assumed was her boyfriend.
~~~~~`

Consequences

“I suggest we split up…we may have more luck that way…” Xander said, his arm flushed from where Willow was touching him.

~*~ Yeah. Alone is good. ~*~ Buffy thought silently. She glanced at Spike and smiled softly at the reaction her thoughts provoked in the man she assumed was her boyfriend.

"We'll stay here and if any of you come up with anything we'll meet back here OK?" Giles questioned walking them to the door.

~*~ We'll need some time alone and someplace to *be* alone. ~*~ Buffy thought as she felt moisture soak her core.

"We'll meet you back here in a couple of hours." Spike said softly. ~*~ Hotel? We don't know where either of us lives at the moment? ~*~

~*~ Yeah. ~*~ Buffy thought at him.

"OK. Couple of hours. Maybe we can find someone who knows us..." Xander said softly pulling Willow by the hand.
~~~~~`

Willow was leaned up against a wall outside the university. Xander was up against her rubbing his hardness into her. "Oh...god Alexander...that feels so...so good..." Willow murmured between kisses.

"You're so soft..." Xander whispered into her ear, his tongue traced the contours. Willow squealed in pleasure and rubbed herself against him.

"We need to go somewhere...that we can be...alone...god you're so sexy..." He moaned running his fingers gently over her breasts. "I want to be inside you baby...
~~~~~`

Anya wrapped her arms around Giles from behind. "I'm glad you kicked them all out...I need many orgasms..." She murmured unzipping his fly and reaching inside his pants.

"Oh sweetheart..." Giles murmured pumping into her hand. "Shouldn't we...be trying to figure this out?" He murmured.

"We can do that later..." She said suggestively rubbing herself against his bottom.
~~~~~`

"Need a room." Spike said plopping a stack of cash on the counter.

"Sure...A suite or a single room?" The clerk asked.

Spike leaned over and glanced at the girl's nametag causing a bolt of jealousy shoot through Buffy.

She walked up behind Spike and wrapped her arms around him from behind. ~*~ You are *mine* better not be flirting with that girl. ~*~.

Spike glanced at her and smiled sweetly. "You see Sarah...my *wife* and I..."

"Your wife?" The girl asked disappointed.

"Yes, the beautiful young woman clinging to me, we...are still on our honeymoon and are not ready to go home just yet." Spike smiled sweetly.

"Oh." The obvious disappointment on her face caused Buffy to slink her body right up against Spikes.
~*~ You're mine. I want you to make love to me. ~*~

Spike groaned softly. ~*~ Anything you say Luv. ~*~ "So...got that room?" He questioned.

The girl handed over a key and pointed to the elevator.
~~~~~`

"I'm s..s...sorry...Oh my god! Willow? What are you doing?" Tara asked almost tripping over Willow and Xander.

"I...uh..."Willow stammered guiltily.

"Who are you?" Xander asked suspiciously.

"I'm W..W...Willow's girlfriend." Tara said softly. "At least I thought I was..." She murmured turning away.

"Wait...what's your name?" Willow asked with tears in her eyes.

"You know us? Both?" Xander asked the fleeing girl.

"You don't remember me Willow?" Tara asked softly.

"I...I feel like I should...but I really don't know much of anything."

"Yeah I know you both...where are the others?" Tara asked.

"Others?" Xander repeated. "What others?"

"Anya...Ex demon, Xander's fiancee..." Tara said softly.

"Who's Xander?" Willow questioned.

"The guy who had his tongue down your throat." Tara said jealously.

"I...oh god I'm engaged?" Xander squeaked. "Hey we left my Fiancee alone with that old guy...they think they're getting married...Oh god we've gotta go..." Xander said running in the direction of Giles apartment.

"Giles..." Tara said softly. "We have to hurry...." She said pulling a very confused Willow along behind her.

"I don't understand what is going on..." Willow cried.

"I don't either sweetie, but we have to stop Giles and Anya from doing something they're going to regret...Where's Buffy?"

"Buffy? Who's that?" Willow asked.

"Blonde.. 5'2"...really strong..."

"I don't think...wait. There was a blonde girl but...she didn't know her name... so...she named herself Joan."
~~~~~`

Spike shut the door gently behind himself and turned to Buffy. With a predatory gleam in his eye he was at her side.

Spike crawled up her body and pulled at her clothing. "Off." He growled softly.

Buffy helped him quickly shed her clothing, she turned her fingers to his clothing and got them off of him quickly. Spike kissed softly along her hip bone. "You are delicious Joan." He murmured against her quivering flesh.

He slid his fingers along her moistened core. "Ready for me already?" He questioned.

"Always." She murmured rocking against his talented fingers. ~*~ Oh God. Right there. ~*~

Spike leaned down and captured her bud in his mouth. Buffy bucked wildly against him. ~*~ Inside. I want you inside of me. ~*~

Spike crawled up her body and thrust slowly into her. "That what you wanted baby?" He asked looking into her eyes.

"Yesss." She hissed rocking against him. "Feels so good..."

"So bloody prefect...fit so well. You were made for me...you belong to me..." He growled looking into her eyes.

"Oh...Oh...yeah....harder..." She screamed clenching her walls against his thrusting shaft. "I love you." She screamed as she came.

Spike buried his face in her sweet smelling neck. "Love you too." He murmured between soft kisses.
~~~~~`

"OH MY GOD!" Xander screamed entering the house.

Willow and Tara were right behind him and stared in wide eyed shock as Anya wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and a very flustered Giles zipped his fly. "What is the meaning of this? Why are you just barging into my flat?" He yelled angrily.

"My fiancee just...oh god..." Xander squeaked running for the bathroom.

"What is going on here?" Giles demanded.

"She's...his fiancee not yours." Willow said softly looking at the pair.

"That guy? He was my fiancee? Why did he leave with you?" Anya questioned suspiciously.

"I better go see if he's OK..." Willow said softly.
~~~~~`

Buffy flipped them over so she was on top and rocked against Spike. ~*~ Touch me. ~*~

Spike let one hand caress her breasts gently teasing her nipples into hardened peaks. His other hand slipped down into her curls. "Like that?" Spike questioned as her movements quickened.

"Yeah...so much...This feels so...so right..." Buffy moaned pressing her chest into his.

~*~ Like we belong together. ~*~ Spike finished with his thoughts.

"You're getting close...I can feel it...I want to feel you fill me up...." She moaned rocking faster.

"Tell me you love me." He begged.

"You know I do. I love you." She whispered leaning down to lick at his ear.

Spike growled and thrust up into her shooting his seed into her womb.

She rolled off of him and curled her body against his. "I hope I'm on the pill or something...I..."

"Don't worry luv. I want to get you pregnant." Spike murmured. ~*~ I want you to be my wife. ~*~
~~~~~`

SIX

"Yeah...so much...This feels so...so right..." Buffy moaned pressing her chest into his.

~*~ Like we belong together. ~*~ Spike finished with his thoughts.

"You're getting close...I can feel it...I want to feel you fill me up...." She moaned rocking faster.

"Tell me you love me." He begged.

"You know I do. I love you." She whispered leaning down to lick at his ear.

Spike growled and thrust up into her shooting his seed into her womb.

She rolled off of him and curled her body against his. "I hope I'm on the pill or something...I..."

"Don't worry luv. I want to get you pregnant." Spike murmured. ~*~ I want you to be my wife. ~*~
~~~~~`

"You ok?" She asked when he wiped his mouth.

"I just threw up because she was...she had his...in her mouth...and I don't even remember her. I don't feel like there is anything between us... I remember you. And so help me god, I still want you...."

Willow felt tears stinging her eyes. "I know...it's wrong but...."
~~~~~`

"Giles who could do this? Who has this much power?" Tara asked softly.

"Don't know that do I?" He questioned sullenly. ~ Best bloody blow of my life and she turns out to be someone else's fiancee. Bloody hell. ~

"We have to think of something..."

"Where the hell is my son and his girlfriend?" Giles asked irratably.

"Y..you...your son?" Tara asked.

"Yes, tall, blonde, though I doubt it was natural, blue eyes his girlfriend's name was Joan?" Anya piped up.

"Spike? Spike was here too? With Buffy?" Tara was trying to make sence of all of the information clawing it's way into her brain.

"Who's Buffy?" Anya questioned. ~ Why coudn't you have found them first. I didn't get to have my orgasm yet. ~

"She's the one who named herself Joan..." Tara whispered. "Where did they go?"

"To try to find something to help us regain our memories...."
~~~~~`

"Xander, w...what we feeling isn't real, we are both with other people. We just need to go out there and figure it out."

"Ok Willow. Lead the way." He said as she helped him to his feet.
~~~~~`

"First we have to find Buffy and Spike." Tara spoke first.

"Then what? She didn't even know her own name...how is she gonna help us?" Anya asked.

"Willow...let's try a locator spell..."
~~~~~`

"You want that? Really? Babies and marrige? With me?" She whispered, heart thudding in her chest.

"Yeah, Feels like it's the only thing I do want." He murmured stroking her face softly and looking into her eyes.

Spike wrapped his arm around her and Buffy moved as close to him as she could get they both closed their eyes and let sleep claim them.
~~~~~`

~ What the hell is he doing outside of the hotel? ~ Ethan wondered. ~ He shouldn't know who I am. ~

He closed his eyes. "Damn it Ripper, need more convincing do you?." He growled as he pulled on his familiar cloak.
~~~~~`

There. They must be in that hotel." Willow said excitedly looking at the map.

"Ok Honey, let's go and see if they're registered." Tara walked up to the desk. "Excuse me?" She called out the girl on the phone.

"Oh. Hi what can I do for you?" Sarah asked.

"We're looking for our friends...A couple. He is tall, bleach blonde hair..."

"Peircing blue eyes and a killer smile?" She smiled softly.

Tara nodded back.

"They're in the honeymoon suite." She nodded in the right direction.
~~~~~`

"Who the bloody hell is that?" Spike growled opening one eye.

"Donno. Don't care." She murmured running the palm of her hand over his chisled abs.

~*~ Love you so much. ~*~

~*~ Love you too. ~*~

"Since someone woke us up anyway..." He murmured seductively leaning towards her.

"Yeah..." He tilted her head up to accept his lips. Spike's tongue carressed hers and she let out a throaty moan.

Buffy reached down to take his hardened length into his hand. "Ohhh" He moaned into her mouth.

A loud bangging on the door yet again had Spike growling softly.

~*~ Just ignore it. ~*~

Spike let his hand roam over her breast feeling her nipple harden under his touch.

"Buffy? Buffy....please..." They heard someone calling through the door.

"Son...are you in there? Open the door..." Giles shouted.

"What the hell is my Da doing here?" Spike growled. He quickly pulled his jeans up and ran to the door.
"What's wrong?" He asked as soon as he opened the door. Spike inhaled deeply. The overpowering stench of fear was coming from down the hallway.

~*~ How the bloody hell do I know what fear smells like? ~ *~ He wondered as he inhaled again.

~*~ What is it? ~*~ Buffy wondered silently.

~*~ Strange Luv. I can smell fear, coming from down the hall. ~*~

~*~ Keep them by the door. I'm getting dressed. We have to find out what is going on. ~*~

~*~ Ok. ~*~ "What are you doing here?" He asked again. He could tell it wasn't coming from the people in front of him.

"I...I think someone used magic...to erase all of you guys memories." Tara spoke softly.

Buffy walked up and laced her fingers with Spike's. ~*~ I can't smell it. Where's it coming from? ~*~

Spike pushed past the group in front of the door and followed the scent. He stopped infront of another door. The scoobies watched them silently. ~*~ Behind this door. ~*~

Buffy knocked. ~*~ We'll see if someone comes to the door. If not we'll get in another way ok? ~*~

~*~ I'll follow you anywhere Luv. ~*~

She smiled up at him and leaned forward to give him a chaste kiss. Turning her attention back to the door she tried the handle and found the door locked. She beaced her shoulder against it and shoved. Hard. The door flew inwards and they stumbled inside.
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The stunned scoobies stared at them with mouths wide open as Joan ~ Buffy ~ came to the door and they strode past them stopping at a door down the hall. They watched their silent comunication and were stunned when Joan ~ Buffy ~ Pushed the door in and walked inside. All Except for Tara.
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"Call your Dad." Buffy growled as she took in the sight before her.

"Da." Spike said as he stuck his head out the door. He could taste the fear it was so thick in this room.

Giles and the rest of the scoobies made their way into the room. "See. I told you. Magic." Tara said when she glanced at the table. "See the black stone there?" She pointed.

Spike could feel a presence in the room with them. He saw the girl that was pointing out the magical item's shift her eyes around the room as well. ~*~ She can feel it too. The magic girl. There's someone else in here. ~*~

~*~ Shut the door. And stand by it. I've got the window. ~*~ Buffy comanded silently.

"So what do we do?" Giles asked.

"Break it. The stone breaks, all of your memories come back." Giles looked uncertian. He picked up the stone and placed it on the carpet. He glanced at Tara who was smiling encouragingly. Giles brought his heal down on the stone, crushing it.

Buffy sobbed as her memories filled her head. A harsh pain filled cry. ~*~ Why? ~*~ She ralied at the injustice of it all. ~*~ I was happy. ~*~ Spike gasped at her admission.

~*~ Happy with me? ~*~ He wondered.

~*~ Ohgodohgod. ~*~ She had forgotten that Spike could hear her thoughts.

She watched as he came towards her and turned frightened eyes on him. ~*~ WAIT. I can't just...~*~

Spike sighed sadly. ~*~ I just wanted to offer you comfort Luv. ~*~ He turned with tears in his eyes and stalked towards the door fully intending to leave.

Spike bumped into something on his way there that stopped him dead in his tracks.
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