Demonic Natures
by Kyra Storm

Disclaimer: I own nothing of these characters.

Demonic Natures

Summary:  After I wrote Closure people kept asking me what went on between Angel, Spike, Dru and Buffy to make Buffy leave Spike, so I started writing a PWP to explain it.  This was started last July and I just now got it finished because sex scenes aren't really my forte and this was a lot harder than I thought it would be.  If you haven't read Closure than please don't bother to read Chapter 5 because its just depressing.  If you do read chapter 5 and don't want it to end like that then go read the Epilogue to Closure and you will have your answers.  Thank you Kyra.

WARNINGS:  This fic contains somewhat graphic sex including F/F and M/M.  If this squicks you out then don't read it!!!

Buffy sat against the headboard of her king size bed in a tank top and an old pair of sweatpants. Spike lay next to wearing only a pair of black jeans, his head rested in her lap as she stroked his unruly blonde curls while she watched over him.

He looked so peaceful, if there wasn't for the large hole inside her, she could almost believe he was simply asleep.

It had been a week since he had been hit with venom from a demon.  Since then she had been force feeding him her own blood, knowing how powerful it was to him.

It hadn't helped, though, it hadn't had any effect at all.


A week since he had inhabited his body.

A week since she felt his presence inside her.

A week since she had made love to him.

Nothing they had tried worked and Buffy had called in all the experts. Even Willow, with the power of a goddess, could do nothing for him. Finally, she had told everyone to go, holed herself up in their home in Greece and called Angel.

Calling Angel had been a last resort for her and she hated to do it, but she needed him to track down Drusilla. Buffy was hoping that the blood of his Sire would be able to call Spike back into himself.

There was a knock at the door and Angel walked into the room. He looked at the two of them on the bed for a moment before speaking.

"How do you want to do this?" He asked sounding very resigned.

"Right here." She answered, never looking up from Spike.

"Ok. You should go try to eat something. I'll bring her in."

"I'm not going anywhere. I won't leave him."

Angel wanted to argue with her, but he knew it was no use.

He turned and walked out of the room returning a few moments later with Drusilla in tow.

The vampiress hadn't changed at all. She wore a long gothic dress that was much older than Buffy, her long brown hair hung around her face, and her eyes still reflected the insanity living inside her.

"Mommy's baby has lost his body." She cooed as she entered the room. "Knock, knock, knock, but no one's home to let him back in."

"That's right, Dru." Angel spoke carefully. "Spike has been hurt, we were hoping your blood could bring him back."

Drusilla danced over to the end of the bed and began crawling up it towards Buffy and Spike.

"I can help him break down the door." She reached down and stroked Spike's cheek lightly. "My poor lost boy."

"Please bring him back to me." Buffy looked up from Spike for the first time to address Drusilla.

"I can only call the dark. You will need to call the light." Drusilla told her.

Buffy nodded her head as if she understood.

"You can go now Angel." Buffy called out to the other vampire still standing by the door.

"I'm not leaving you alone in here." He told her firmly.

"Spike wouldn't want you here. You need to leave...now." There was no mistaking the threat in her voice.

"Fine, I'll be right outside." He turned to leave, but Buffy's voice stopped him.

"No. I don't want you listening at the door, either. Go downstairs and wait. If we need you, we'll call."

Angel was not happy about being dismissed, but he didn't want to make the situation worse by arguing with Buffy.

After he left Drusilla giggled. "You made Daddy mad." She whispered conspiratorially as if they were just two teenaged girls swapping secrets.

At Buffy's lack of response she turned her attentions back to Spike.

Drusilla lay on the bed, on the other side of Buffy, her face even with Spike's.

"Time to wake up our Prince."

Part of Buffy started to rail against another female being so close to her Mate. She tried to remain calm by reminding herself it was only to help him, to bring him back to her.

Drusilla pulled a sharp knife from somewhere in her dress. She used it to cut up her wrist, drawing a thin line of blood. She then pulled Spike's head up, opened his mouth and let the blood drip off her arm and down into his throat.

For several minutes nothing happened, then Buffy felt a tingling inside her.

"I think its beginning to work." She said excitedly.

A few minutes more and the tingling within Buffy grew steadily stronger.

Then as if a damn burst, Buffy could feel Spike's essence flowing into her. It was such a relief to feel anything through their bond again, at first she didn't notice there was something not right about the emotions she was feeling.

Spike's eyes sprang open and as his face changed he lunged across Buffy and latched onto Drusilla's neck. Drusilla squealed in delight.

It was then Buffy noticed something was wrong. The feelings coming from him weren't human. It was definitely Spike, she could recognize his essence, however, there wasn't a trace of humanity in him, only his demonic nature.

And she could feel it calling to her Slayer side.

Drusilla's moans focused her attention back on what was going on in front of her. Spike was licking and sucking at the marks he had just made on his Sire's neck. He had used one hand to rip open the bodice of her dress baring her breasts, which he was now kneading roughly. His other hand was buried under the skirts of her dress.

Shock and the conflicting emotions coursing through Buffy had her frozen in place. Her human side was horrified and hurt at what was going on. While the Slayer side was irate at her Mate pleasuring another female, at the same time it struggled for control of her body wanting to answer the call inside her from Spike's demon. The sheer carnality of the display called to the darker side of both her natures and she felt herself becoming wet against her will.

Drusilla's moans were becoming more desperate. Spike finally just ripped her voluminous skirts out of his way, leaving Drusilla naked before Buffy's eyes.

Buffy didn't want to look, but she found herself unable to turn away. Spike had three fingers pumping inside Dru while his thumb flicked roughly at her clit. His movements were as fierce and wild as the emotions Buffy felt coming from him.

He pushed a fourth finger inside Drusilla who was now panting and grunting as she moved in rhythm with him. He started moving faster as his other hand was pinching and pulling at her nipples until she came with a strangled cry, grinding down on his fingers.

Buffy realized she needed to move. She had to get out of here before they wound up having sex right on her lap. She moved her leg slightly trying to inch out from under then, but it alerted the vampires to her presence.

When Spike's golden eyes came up to meet hers, a trickle of his sires blood dripped down over his chin.  When he licked it off with his tongue the lust inside her surged. She felt her internal muscles clench with desire for him.

Unable to handle this situation, the human side of Buffy retreated and let the Slayer side take the control it had been struggling for. For the first time, Buffy's own demonic side was in charge and it wanted to play, too.

Chapter 2

Her eyes glowed a bright green and the Slayer growled low in her throat letting her displeasure with her Mate known.

Drusilla laughed low and she ran her hand up over Spike's bare back. "Someone doesn't like to share." She sang. Her hands glided back down his chest to the fastenings on his pants, which she began to undo.

Spike had already ripped open Buffy's sweatpants and now had his hands up under her shirt and was kneading her breasts in much the same way he had Dru. He lifted his hips up as Drusilla slid his pants down. His eyes never left hers and he seemed incapable of words, growls were the only sounds coming from him, but she could feel his love as well as his lust and need for her clearly through the bond.

Spike slid up her body, making sure to rub his chest, torso and hips all along her skin. She whimpered at the feeling of his cool skin rubbing against her. When she felt his naked erection poking at her thigh she bucked up in response, her hands grabbed his shoulder as she pulled him closer.

Game face still intact he brought his mouth down towards her fiercely. They kissed with wild abandon, tongues tangling together hinting at things yet to come.

Spike pulled back with a toothy evil grin and began kissing down her neck. He ran his fangs lightly up and down her skin, causing her to moan and writhe under him, but he didn't bite her yet. He moved further down, using his fangs again to tease her nipples. He ran the sharp point directly over the tip, making her eyes wide as she almost screamed in pleasure.

Behind Spike, Buffy could see Drusilla sitting up. She was rubbing her nipples with one hand, while she pumped two fingers inside herself with the other while she watched them together. The Slayer felt a strong shot of lust drive through her at the sight of the other female.

It reminded her of her anger at her Mate for pleasuring the other female on their bed.

Buffy attacked him quickly, rolling them until she sat above him, with his hands pinned at his sides by her knees.

Now she gave him an evil smile as she took his long cock in her hands and began to stroke him teasingly. She held on to him tight, making sure to move slowly until he was groaning at her attentions.

Waiting until his eyes closed in bliss, she sat up farther and ran his cock against her slit making it nice and wet with her secretions. Then she sat on him driving him all the way inside her in a single thrust, now using her hands to hold his wrists in place.

Her body shook with the impact. She slowly gyrated her hips, dancing and moving on top of him while holding him in place inside her.

Her body broke out in a layer of sweat and as she slowly moved on him the heat inside her rose until she felt like she was going to burn up. She panted and grunted as her movements became faster, her eyes closed in pleasure.

Suddenly she felt something cool move against her skin and start pulling and tugging at her nipples.

Drusilla chuckled low. "See, it isn't so bad to share." The vampiress whispered in her ear.

The Slayer turned her head at the sound of the voice. She met her eyes and the two women began to kiss and lick at each other's lips. The Slayer's movements became more erratic as she desperately sought her release.

Spike looked up at the sound of Drusilla's voice and was over come at the sight. His Mate was fucking him into the mattress, bringing herself off on his cock. Her tongue was tracing his Sire's lips before diving into her mouth and kissing her deeply. His cock jerked inside her as his lust doubled. He tried to grab her hips and lift her so he could ram himself into her, but Buffy was having none of it.

The Slayer could feel the lust raging inside her Mate, but she wanted to make him suffer a bit, so she made sure to limit his movements making him unable to bring himself off with her. She pushed herself more firmly into Drusilla's hands, arching her back so she was leaning back against the other female. Her hips never stopped their movements.


Drusilla moved one hand down her torso and started rubbing her clit in time with her movements. The Slayer's hands tightened around Spike's wrists and she broke Drusilla's kiss to moan as she came.

Her body jerked and her muscles clenched making Spike moan and try to move deeper inside her also seeking his much needed satisfaction, but it wasn't enough to send him over the edge.

As Buffy calmed down she moved off of him and sat next to Drusilla. The two females studied each other for a minute. Then seeming to reach some unspoken conclusion they shared an evil look.

Chapter 3

The Slayer had sensed the increased desire inside her Mate at the site of his Sire's hands on her.  Since she still wanted to punish him she decided he would just have to wait for his satisfaction while she teased him a bit more.

She brought her hands up and cupped Drusilla's breasts, pulling at her nipples in much the same way she had done to her.  She could hear her Mate growl at the site before him, but he made no movement to interrupt them just continued to watch. 

Buffy leaned down and started kissing and sucking along Dru's neck, while the others woman's hands rested on her hips.  Buffy moved her head lower, replacing her fingers with her mouth.  She was rewarded with a breathy moan coming from her.  Buffy ran her hands down over Drusilla's stomach and ran them through the hair covering her dripping wet sex.  She did this several times until Drusilla finally begged her.

"Please, touch me."  The woman pleaded with her.  The Slayer again looked over at her Mate making sure she still had his undivided attention.  She didn't have to worry, of course, there was nothing that could make him tear his gaze away from the sight before him.  She could feel the want inside of him and fueled her own.  She knew that he wouldn't be content to merely be a spectator for long. 

She licked her lips at him slowly before pushing Drusilla backwards onto the bed so she was laying down, then she spread her legs wide making sure that Spike had a clear view of his Sire's sopping wet pussy.  She used one hand to spread her lips wide and the other to rub a finger lightly over her clit.

Drusilla started gasp and twitch at the attention given to her sensitive nub.  As she neared her peak, Buffy pulled her hand away, leaving her moaning her disappointment.  She wasn't left needy for long as the Slayer thrust two fingers deep inside her.  Dru immediately began to try and buck and move against her fingers desperately trying to find some sort of release.  Unfortunately Buffy had other ideas, it wasn't just Spike she blamed for the show she had to witness, Drusilla could use some torment as well.  Buffy held her hips down with the hand not buried inside her enjoying the frustrated noised that were coming from both of the vampires.

She took the two fingers inside of her and spread them as wide as she could, then began to turn them back and forth inside her rubbing against her interior walls. 

"Oh!!  Please.  Ah!!" Dru called out reaching a fever pitch in her need.  The Slayer could also see her Mate was about to explode as he pulled at himself furiously, growling and panting at the same time.  Licking her lips one more time the Slayer lowered her head to the Drusilla and began to suck hard on her clit.  Dru began to scream and yell in need, finally shuddering in the beginnings of her climax, so Buffy thrust two more fingers into her and began moving them in and out quickly making her come that much harder.  Just as she was about to come down from her orgasm Buffy bit down hard, knowing how much her Mate loved it when she played rough with him.  She knew she had done well when the vampiress immediately burst into another orgasm.

This time the Slayer let her come down slowly before sliding up her body to kiss her deeply, her tongue wrapping sensuously around hers.

She started to notice the growling behind her was now sounding more like purring whimpers.

The girls broke off their kiss to see Spike thrusting up into his hand, trying to bring himself off.  They didn't say a word or communicate in any other way, yet they moved as one.  Each woman settling themselves on either side of him he looked at them with golden eyes.

The arousal the Slayer could feel inside him was almost enough to bring her to climax again, instead she shared a look with her co-conspirator and they nodded.  Buffy took Spike's hand away from his throbbing erection then holding it up to share, she and Dru both started licking him up and down.  Now it was Spike's turn to moan loudly.  The sensation of hot and cool running alternately up his length was driving him insane.  He was openly weeping precum out of the tip.  Buffy offered him to Drusilla who took him deep in her throat sucking all of his juices off the end.  In the meantime Buffy had moved down lower and began licking and nibbling at the heavy sacs below.

Spike was in heaven.  He wasn't conscious of anything else but these two beautiful women worshipping at his body.  His Mate, his love, hot and wet for him, her warmth and light, the home he loved to be buried inside of.  He could smell her arousal in the air and it just added more fuel to the fire already burning inside him. 

And his sire, cool and dark, knowing so well, after more than a hundred years, every little spot on him and how to make him beg.

Never had he felt anything like the bliss that was running through his body.

Drusilla released him and moved down where Buffy was.  The two ran their tongues over each other while the both bathed his ball in their saliva.  As wonderful as it felt Spike was still whimpering over the loss of contact with his cock, which was again leaking.

Then it was Buffy's turn to taste him, after giving a final kiss to Dru she slid up and let her warm breath tickle him while she looked deep in his eyes as.  Finally deciding he had suffered enough she swallowed him down deep into her throat.  Spike couldn't contain the howl when he felt her warm, wet mouth surrounding him and sucking on him.  Not to be outdone Drusilla had now started sucking on his balls in time with Buffy's sucking, further driving him over the edge.  Spike bucked his hips wildly into their waiting mouths, knowing his climax was imminent.

Suddenly the door to the room slammed open and Angel ran in.  He stopped short when he saw what was happening before him.

"What the hell?"

Chapter 4

At the sound of the door slamming open Buffy immediately picked up her head and growled at the intrusion.  Drusilla on the other hand clapped her hands delightedly.

"Daddy!!!"  She squealed.  "Are you going to play as well?"

Angel didn't answer, he just moved forward grabbing both Buffy and Dru by the shoulders prepared to drag them out of the room. 

He wasn't expecting Spike.

Spike saw his grandsire enter the room and was frozen for a moment.  When his Mate lifted her mouth off of him to growl at him, he was freed from his shock, so when Angel moved forward to pull Spike's women away Spike struck.

His demonic self remembered very well the mistreatment and torment he had undergone at the hands of Angelus.  He also remembered Angelus taking Dru from him time and time again.  Well now things had changed and there was no way he would let the older vampire take his Mate away, or Drusilla.  Not this time.

He launched himself at Angel, who had no choice but to release the women as he fell backwards onto the ground.  He tried to fight Spike, easily outweighing him, but the demon presence so strong inside of Spike made it harder than he thought to dislodge him.  The two wrestled on the floor for several minutes until Spike managed to get the upper hand.  He had Angel pinned to the ground on his stomach and before Angel even had time to realize what was happening Spike sank his fangs deeply into his neck.  Angel growled loudly letting go of his control, letting his human mask slip off.  It was too late however, Spike was already claiming his dominance over him and he found he couldn't buck him off.  Spike ripped his pants below his belt causing Angel to fight against him harder, but Spike still held his neck tightly in his jaw severely limiting his possible movements.

On the bed the Slayer and Drusilla were watching the scene before them intently, both stroking themselves and each other excited from the fight they just witnessed.as they watched the two males. 

Once Spike had ripped most of Angel's pants off, he wasted no time with preparation, just thrust himself deep inside of his tight entrance in one push.  Angel growled out in pain at the experience.

In all his years as a vampire Angel had never been taken like this.  Darla had other ways of establishing her dominance of him and he hadn't spent enough time around the Master to have undergone this with him. 

The fact that it was Spike, the grand childe he always thought of as the weakling, who actually managed to establish dominance over him was driving him wild.  Inside his head he could feel Angelus struggling to be allowed control.  He continued fight and to buck up against Spike trying to throw him off, unaware that it was making the experience that much better for the younger vampire.  And turning him on as well.

Spike pulled his fangs out of Angel's neck, but continued to thrust inside him, enjoying the fact that Angel's bucking was much the same as fucking him back.  But he knew that even though he established his dominance over Angelus, it wasn't enough. 

Spike wanted not only to dominate him, but degrade him as well, and he knew the perfect way to do that.  He would make him enjoy it.  He wanted Angelus to be whimpering and begging him to make him come. 

Spike slowed down his thrusting and grabbed Angel's hips forcing the larger man to lie still.  He made long strokes inside of him making sure to hit the sweetest spot inside of him, until the other man started grunting in pleasure in spite of himself.  Then, once certain he wasn't going to try and get away again Spike ran one of the hands holding him in place around his abdomen to grasp his cock.  He couldn't help the cocky grin that came to his face when he felt the hard length in his hand, it would only be a matter of time before he would be begging.

Grunting on the bed captured his attention and he couldn't help but ram himself into Angel harder at what he saw before him.  His sire had three fingers buried deep inside his Mate.  Buffy was returning the favor, while using other to rub her clit.  He could see a line of sweat dripping down over her nipple and his mouth watered at the thought of licking it off her.  Her face was contorted with need as she fucked herself up and down wildly.

Spike was torn, he wanted to finish up with Angelus, but he also wanted to see to his Mate's needs. 

He buried himself deep inside of Angel and stopped his moving.  He released his grip on Angel's hip to pull his head up by his hair, he never stopped the hand stroking his erection.  He delighted in the whimper of protest that came from Angel when he stopped moving inside of him.   Angel tried to turn his head or move to try and get Spike to move again, but Spike growled low, warning the other vampire not to disobey.  Then he spun them around, never breaking the penetration he had and pushed Angel's head down again so it was in line with the end of the bed. 

Buffy and Drusilla both inched forward as the men came closer, when they reached the end of the bed Spike grabbed Buffy by the thigh and pulled her down until Angel's mouth was right before her sex.  He shoved Angel's face down on her growling his demands to him.

Angel went to work right away licking Buffy, completely lost in the sensations around him.  Despite his pride, the feeling of Spike pounding away inside him was driving him closer and closer to orgasm.  The fact that he kept slowing or stopping just as Angel was about to come was the sweetest torture he had ever undergone.  Even Angelus, inside him had stopped fighting against him, as lost to the pleasure as Angel.

Now he had his face buried in the most amazing smell.  Buffy's arousal was like a pure aphrodisiac.  Angel realized how lucky Spike was to have this amazing creature as his Mate.  Then again, Buffy was also pretty lucky, given Spike's talents.

As Angel ran his tongue along her outer lips first causing her to moan, she reached down and pulled his head tighter to her.  He felt her hand grasp Spike's tightly, which still rested on the back of his head.  Spike responded to this by pounding into him harder and faster while also pumping his hand faster on Angel's cock, which was almost bouncing on its own as it throbbed with need. 

Angel wasted no more time trying to tease Buffy, he just began running his tongue in and out of her dripping channel,  hoping that he would be allowed to come if he could get her to come.

Spike watched his Mate writhe on Angel's face as she tried to desperately to bring her self off.  Her fingernails were digging into his hand, she held onto it so tightly.

Not wanting to be left out Drusilla slipped off the bed and behind Spike.  "My boy is all grown up, now."  She whispered to him, even if he was cognizant right now Spike wouldn't have been able to comprehend her words so lost in everything that was going on around him. 

He suddenly became very aware of her, however, when she stuck her fangs into his neck. He threw back his head in bliss at the feeling of his sire sucking on his blood.  He doubled his efforts, now slamming himself into Angelus.  He gazed at his Mate through half closed eyes, wanting to share the experience with her, making sure she felt his bliss and pleasure.  Her green eyes were focused on his and even though there was a whole other person between them, he felt as if it were inside of her, Angelus was just a conduit for his touch on her.

For the Slayer, even though she felt the same as Spike, Angel was just an attachment of her Mate, that he was using to pleasure her.  It wasn't enough to make her come and she needed to come by this point.  Every time she felt as though she were close, it just wasn't enough to take her over the edge.  She knew that there was only one thing that would bring her the release she so desperately sought.  Her Mate, filling her in the way only he could.

Spike also couldn't achieve the climax he sought.  His Sire and the comfort of her bite combined with his dominance over Angelus should have been more than enough to bring him over the edge.  Yet even with the feeling of pleasuring his Mate, through the other male, it wasn't the same as being buried inside her.  He could tell from the continued look of frustration on her face and the feelings through their bond that she felt the same way.

He was growing tired of tormenting Angelus as well.  He pounded harder into him and then struck at his neck again hard, knowing it would make him come and wanting him to remember how he was dominated in this way. 

Angel let out a hoarse cry and his cock began to spasm in Spike's hand as he shot all over the end of the bed.  As soon as Angel finished shooting his seed Spike pulled out of him and pushed him out of the way, unable to wait any longer to buried inside of his Mate.  He didn't even notice Drusilla pounce on Angel immediately sucking him back to hardness so she could have so fun with him as well.

Buffy keened loudly at his approach and held her arms out to pull him towards her.  When both his fangs and his cock entered her at the same time her keening became a screaming wail as she finally crashed over the edge wildly.  Her scream cut off abruptly as she bit down hard on Spike's neck.  That combined with the taste of her blood and the strength of spasms of her muscles clenching inside him had him coming right after her.

The bond between was filled with emotion until it flowed over and consumed both of them until they became one entity.

They slowly faded back down into themselves, completely exhausted and spent, the fell asleep immediately.

Chapter 5

A/N  No sex here only a little bit of plot and its rather sad.  If you don't want it to end this way then go read my Epilogue for Closure.

Epilogue:

When Spike awoke later that afternoon, he was completely disoriented.  The last thing he remembered was getting hit with some weird magic ray, then there were some weird jumbled dreams he had involving Peaches, Dru and Buffy.  Granted the dreams were the stuff great porn movies were made of, but they were not his usually fantasies.  Most of those involved Buffy playing the harem girl again like she did when they were in the Middle East.

He stretched out his senses for his beautiful Slayer, but she was blocked to him.  He sat upright quickly wondering where she was and why she would do that. 

That's when he saw.

There on the floor,  Drusilla and Angel, naked and asleep.  Everything came flooding back and Spike realized that it hadn't been a dream at all.  He jumped out of bed and started throwing on clothes.

"She left about an hour ago."  Angel's voice surprised him, but Spike didn't even turn and look at him.

"What the hell happened?"

"You got blasted with something and were trapped outside your body.  She had me call Dru to try and call you back, unfortunately Dru called only the demon back."

Spike turned then to look at him.  They met each other's eyes levelly, but Angel was the first to look down.  Spike wished that he could feel proud of that fact, but he was too worried about Buffy.

"Why didn't you stop her?"  Spike asked him.

"What was I going to say?" 

Spike left the room, to try and find her.


Thankfully Buffy hadn't gone far, just down to the beach to sit by the water's edge.  The fact that she chose the side of the island that was hidden from the sun at this time of day gave him some hope.

She didn't say anything when he approached he even though he knew she was aware of him.  He rested his hand lightly on her shoulder and gave her a light kiss on top of her head.  Still she didn't say anything, she didn't respond at all.

"Buffy..." He began.

"I want to go home for a while."  She interrupted him.

He wondered what she meant this was their home.

"California."  She clarified.  "Giles had asked me to teach some of the older girls some advanced fighting techniques.  Kinda like seminars or something."

"We can go whenever you want."  Spike told her confused, at her choice in topics of conversation right now.

"No.  I want to go and I want you to stay here."  She told him firmly.

Spike grabbed her and made her turn to face him.

"You're leaving me?!?" He asked her incredulously.

"No, I just need some time right now."  Her voice shook as she said this.

"Luv, I know you are upset about what happened, and I'm so sorry..."

"You have no reason to be sorry.  I understand, logically, everything that happened and why, I just can't..."  Tears appeared in her eyes and knowing that she couldn't properly explain how she felt she let down the wall she had up.

Spike immediately felt her confusion and pain as well as her shame.  "Oh baby I'm so sorry, I never meant..."  Tears formed in his own eyes now.  "You can't leave, not like this.  Not because of this. We can work through this."

Buffy shook her head. "I just need some time.  Please Spike.  I need to figure this out on my own."  She pleaded with him and even though it went against everything he believed in, he couldn't say no to her.

"When are you planning on leaving?" 

"Tonight.  I should actually go get packed now."

Spike just nodded not trusting himself to say any thing, she just walked away from him, back to the house.  The pain that lanced through him brought him to his knees where he stayed there huddled late into the night, until Angel came and forced him back inside before the sun came up. 
Buffy had already left. 

She hadn't even come back to say goodbye.

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