His Gift
by Azrielle

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING Joss is king of the Buffyverse. Lucky bastard.

Rating: NC-17. Please do not read if you are not old enough, it contains GRAPHIC sex scenes. You have been warned. If this offends you please go elsewhere.

Spike is a Vampire so of course there will be biting.

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Summary: Instead of dying and being in Heaven, Buffy lived but was sent to a Hell dimension when she jumped into the portal. What happens when they bring her back?


His Gift


“The blood flows, the gates will open. The gates will close when it flows no more. When Dawn is dead.” Giles said softly.

”I have places to be!” Tara shouted batting Willow’s hands away from her.

”Why blood? Why Dawn's blood? I mean why couldn't it be, like, a lymph ritual?” Xander asked, glancing around at the others.

”Cause it's always gotta be blood.” Spike growled.

“We're not actually discussing dinner right now.” Xander said snarkily.

”Blood is life, lackbrain. Why do you think we eat it? It's what keeps you going, makes you warm, makes you hard, makes you other than dead. 'Course it's her blood.” Spike glared at Xander.

”Pretty simple math, here. We stop Glory before she can start the ritual. We still a couple of hours, right?” Buffy asked, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. Everyone could see that she was just itching for a fight.

”If my calculations are right, but Buffy…”

”I don't want to hear it…” She said holding up her hand and cutting Giles off.

“I understand that…”

”No you don't understand! We are not talking about this!” Buffy said angrily, slamming her hand down on the table.

“Yes we bloody well are!” Giles shouted. He took a deep breath and started again, a little calmer. “If Glory begins the ritual... If we can't stop her...”

”Come on. Say it. We're bloody well talking about this! Tell me to kill my sister.” Buffy said hostilely.

”She's not your sister.” Giles sighed.

”No. She's not. She's more than that. She's me. The Monks made her out of me. I hold her and I feel closer to her than... It's not just the memories they built, it's physical. Dawn is a part of me. The only part that I...” Tears formed in her eyes but she refused to let them fall.

“We'll solve this. We will. Don't have another coma, okay?” Willow said softly.

”If the ritual starts, every living creature in this and every other dimension imaginable will suffer unbearable torment and death. Including Dawn.”

”Then the last thing she'll see is me protecting her.” Buffy said determinedly.

”You'll fail. You'll die. We all will.” Giles said flatly.

”I'm sorry. I love you all, but I'm sorry.” Buffy murmured.

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“Anything?” Buffy asked walking back into the room. Giles could see the sheen of sweat still covering her from her workout.

“We're still working on ideas. Time's short, but best leave it till the last moment. If we go in too early and she takes us out, no chance of getting her to miss her window.” He replied, glancing down at the book open on the table in front of him.

”Then we wait.” Buffy turned back towards the training room. Giles speaking stopped her, though she didn’t turn around.

”I imagine you hate me right now.” She didn’t speak, but she didn’t walk away either. She waited. “I love Dawn...”

”I know.” She said softly.

”But I have sworn to protect this sorry world, and sometimes that means saying and doing... what other people can't. What they shouldn't have to.” He said softly.

At that she did turn, she leveled her eyes to his. “You try to hurt her and you know I'll stop you.” She said bitterly.

”I know.” Giles acknowledged.

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“The weapons are in the chest by the TV. I'll grab the stuff upstairs…” She said walking over the threshold and not looking back. Spike’s voice stopped her as her foot descended on the bottom stair.

”Uh, Buffy...” His hand came up against the invisible barrier. “If you wanna just hand them over the threshold…”

”Come in, Spike.” She turned to him with a sad smile.

He was shocked by her inviting him in, awed by the trust she showed him. Taking a moment to savor the feeling he stepped over the threshold and into the foyer. “Hmm. Presto. No barrier...” He said softly, flashing her a genuine smile. “Um, won't bother with the small stuff. Couple of good axes should hold off Glory's mates while you take on the lady herself.”

”We're not all gonna make it. You know that.” Buffy said softly.

”Yeah. Hey, I always knew I'd go down fighting.” He smiled at her again. “No way I’d rather go…”

”I'm counting on you. To protect her.” She held his gaze with her tear filled eyes. “I trust you…” She whispered.

Spike’s heart clenched painfully in his chest. “'Til the end of the world…even if that happens to be tonight.” He said softly.
Buffy nodded. “I'll be a minute.” She said as she started to ascend the stairs.

”I know you'll never love me. I know that I'm a monster. But you treat me like a man, and that's...” He stopped when she turned and caught his gaze. “Get your stuff. I'll be here.”
Walking over to the weapons chest he picked out a few of the strongest, sharpest weapons. He placed them by the door. Cocking his head slightly he listened. ‘What’s that?’’ He wondered briefly before heading upstairs. ‘Sounds like she’s crying.’

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She was on her knees, beside her bed in praying position, with tears streaming down her face. She felt Spike’s presence at her door. “You heard what he said right? He told me to kill her. To kill Dawn.” She said choking back a sob.

“Doesn’t matter what he said luv. Just matters what you do…” He murmured softly, getting to his knees beside her and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“That’s just it Spike…I don’t know if I’m strong enough to do it…” She looked at him with pleading eyes.

“That’s bullocks and you know it Slayer. You are the strongest bloody person I know, you are going to kick her skanky lopsided ass back to whatever place would take a cheap whorish fashion victim ex-god like that.”

She turned to him and his arms snaked around her waist. Buffy rested her head against his shoulder. “I just…”

“Shhhh luv, just rest for a mo’ yeah?” She nodded against him.

Turning her head up towards him she looked into his eyes and was lost. Leaning forward she brushed her lips against his. Spike gasped at feeling her soft warm lips pressed against his.

Pulling back in shock he looked into her eyes. “What are you playin’ at?” He whispered.

“I’m not playing Spike…” She whispered back, reaching for the button of his jeans.

Spike grabbed her hand in his, stilling it. “You don’t have to…I didn’t come here for this Buffy…” He said softly.

Reaching her hand up his un tucked shirt she trailed her hand over his muscled abdomen. “With everything you’ve done…everything you’ve said to me…this feels right Spike…please…I want you…right here right now…I…”

“I don’t want to take advantage…” Spike whispered closing his eyes. He couldn’t take the intensity in her eyes.

She leaned in and kissed him just below the ear. “I need you Spike…”

“Buffy…I…god I want you so much…need you…” He murmured running his hands up and down her back in slow deliberate strokes.

With hurried motions she pulled his shirt over his head, hands automatically seeking flesh.

Spike’s hands wound their way under her shirt. Using one hand he unsnapped her bra. Buffy looked up into his eyes. Buffy leaned back and pulled her shirt over her head, feeling Spike move against her she cried out when his cool mouth encircled one of her nipples and sucked gently.

“Ohhh Spike…” She moaned plunging her fingers into his hair to keep him in place. Gripping her hips in his powerful hands he lifted her to the bed, his mouth never breaking contact with her heated skin.

She reached down and undid her jeans. Franticly pushing them down over her hips. Spike noticed and sat up to help her. Buffy’s fingers reached for him again, brushing his cock through the thick material of his too tight jeans.

Spike hissed in pleasure, fighting to keep his demon hidden. He could smell her arousal and it was driving him wild. He wanted to ravish her, make her scream in pleasure, make her cum over and over until she fell into his arms in blissful sleep. Knowing that wasn’t what she needed right now Spike reached for her remaining clothing.

Quickly removing the rest of their clothing they both stopped for a moment to admire the beautiful body the other presented. “You’re…like a statue…made of marble…” Buffy panted, eyes widening at the sight of his hardened cock, ready and waiting for her.

“You are so bloody beautiful luv…god I love you so much…” Spike whispered reaching for her.

“She took his hands and looked into his eyes. “I know.” She admitted as she placed his palms against her breasts. “I didn’t want to admit it Spike…but I do know that you love me. I know it’s real…”

Spike was elated by her words. He leaned forward capturing her mouth in a tender kiss that left them both breathless. “Want to make it good for you luv…need to…” He licked and nipped down her taut stomach until he reached her mound. Drinking in her aroma he growled softly.

With clever fingers he parted her dusky pink folds, licking his lips in anticipation he glanced up at her. She was watching him with curiosity. “No one ever…” He leaned over and licked her pussy. “His eyes flicked back to hers.

They were wide with shock. “No one’s tasted you like this?” He asked unbelievingly.

She shook her head, unwilling to trust her voice. “Would you like more?” He asked, every word sending breath against her and causing her to shudder.

“Please Spike…” She begged, arching her hips slightly. His mouth once again descended on her engorged clit, as three fingers slid into her quivering pussy. “Ooohhhhhh…” She moaned arching into him.

Spike savored her sweet nectar, licking and sucking on her clit until panting she convulsed against him. “Spike…” It was a breathless whisper. “I need…you inside me…”

Wasting no time Spike positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing himself against her slick folds he moaned in pleasure at her heat.

Buffy arched her back. “Now Spike…I need you…” She whimpered locking her gaze with his.

Spike slowly slid into her, panting. When he was fully sheathed in her slick velvety folds he stilled, mouth by her ear. “So hot Buffy, so wet for me…”

“Only for you Spike…oh god…” She whimpered again as he started to move. He felt her clench around him, letting out a deep rumbling growl he buried his face in the pillow beside her head.

She could hear the bones in his face shifting. She was close, so close. Fingers grasping his hair she turned her head and buried his face into her neck, pulling his face tightly against her neck.

She could feel him shaking his head, trying to rid himself of his demon visage. He couldn’t make it go away, being with her was sensory overload, he couldn’t control his features. He growled softly in frustration.

“Bite me…” She begged, trying to pull him closer, trying to pull him inside herself. “I know you want to…I can feel it Spike…”

“Don’t want to hurt you luv…” He murmured, his tongue seeking her flesh as soon as the words left his mouth.

“You won’t Spike…I…belong to you now…please…” She could feel the tension building so deliciously intense inside of her, burning her. “Now Spike…do it now…” She whispered, thrusting her hips up to meet his.

With a roar of absolute bliss Spike sank his fangs into her neck. He felt her cuming; he could feel her walls clenching his cock so tight, he couldn’t thrust, he couldn’t move, the velvetiness of her walls surrounding him, milking him. Another roar sounded as he found his sweet release.

Spike gently pulled his fangs from her bloodied neck. Licking the wound tenderly he whispered words the thought wouldn’t matter. “Mine…you belong to me…” Closing his eyes, resting his ridged forehead against his mark he sighed contentedly. ‘When I dust the claim won’t matter. She’ll be able to move on.’ Spike thought sadly.

“I’m yours Spike. I think I always was…I just didn’t want to admit it.” She said softly. She had heard his whispered words.

Spike felt the tears rolling from his eyes to her skin. “Hey…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to make you cry…” She said softly, turning them so they were lying on the bed facing each other.

“T’s just…I’m ready now…and I don’t want to be Buffy…after this…with you…I don’t want to die…”

Buffy gently wiped his tears. “I don’t want you to die either…” She said softly, swallowing the lump that had suddenly formed in her throat. “I’m falling in love with you Spike and I don’t want to lose you…”

Choking back a sob Spike kissed her tenderly, tasting her tears as well as his own.

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“I don't smell a soul anywhere on you... why do you even care?” Doc asked.

“I made a promise to a lady. My lady.” Spike growled lunging for the old man.

”Oh? Well I'll send the lady your regrets.” He chuckled as he stabbed Spike in the back and hurled him off the tower. “DAAAAWWWWNNN” He shouted as he plummeted towards the earth.
“No! No!” Dawn screamed, eyes wide with fear.

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“You're a god...” She said slamming the hammer into Glory. “MAKE it stop.” Buffy bashed her repeatedly with the hammer, grinning as she heard the crunching of bone.

Suddenly Glory was gone, and Ben all mangled and bloody lay at Buffy’s feet. “I'm sorry...” He choked out through the blood caking his mouth.

”Tell her it's over. She missed her shot. She goes. She ever EVER comes near me and mine again...” Buffy said angrily.

”We won't. I swear.” Ben whispered.

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”Guess we're stuck with each other, huh baby?” Ben said softly.

”Can you move?” Giles asked kneeling by the fallen Doctor.

”Need... a minute. She could have killed me.” He said softly.

”No she couldn't. Never. And sooner or later, Glory will re-emerge and make Buffy pay for that mercy, and the world with her. Buffy even knows that, and still she couldn't take a human life. She's a hero, you see. She's not like us.” Giles said coldly.

”Us?”

Silently Giles reached out and covered Ben’s mouth and nose, suffocating him.

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“Shallow cuts, shallow... cuts... let the blood flow... free...” Doc murmured, slicing Dawn’s stomach with the knife.

”Dawn!” Buffy screamed reaching the top of the tower.

”Buffy!” Dawn’s eyes locked with her sister’s.

”Well, this should be interesting…” Doc said moving to intercept Buffy. She casually batted him off the tower, without even blinking and ran to Dawn.

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“Buffy... no!” Dawn grabbed her by the arm to stop her.

”Dawnie... I have to…” Buffy said softly, tears welling in her eyes.

”NO!” Dawn shouted panicking. “I can’t…” she couldn’t go on as she choked back a sob.

”Listen to me! Please, there's not a lot of time, listen.” Buffy said urgently. She grabbed Dawn by the arms. “Dawn listen to me. Listen. I love you. I will *always* love you. This is the work I have to do. Tell Giles... Tell Giles I figured it out. And... I'm okay. Give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. And Spike…you two have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me.” She kissed Dawn gently on the forehead and ran past her, picking up the war hammer on her way she dived into the shimmering portal.

Buffy screamed as she felt the pain slicing and slashing through her body. Holding tightly to the hammer she closed her eyes and surrendered to the pain.

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The gang stood at the bottom of the tower, watching in horror as the portal opened, a few moments later they saw Buffy jump. They watched her be sucked into the portal, her body vanishing.

Spike let out and anguished cry, he fell to the ground clutching the earth, digging deep gouges in the mud, body wracked with sobs.

Dawn appeared at the bottom of the tower. She saw Spike, lying on the ground, broken and bitter. Walking over to him she placed a tiny hand on his leather-clad shoulder. “Bit? Dawn….oh….I’m so sorry…” He sobbed pulling himself to a kneeling position he pulled her into his lap and sobbed into her hair.

“It’s not your fault Spike. She’s the slayer…she needed to do it…” Dawn whispered softly. Wrapping her arms around him they poured out their sorrow together.

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“There is no reason for me to stay…my slayer is gone…” Giles said, tears slowly descending the haggard planes of his face. “I can’t…be here without her.”

“You can’t leave watcher. They need you…Dawn needs you…” Spike said softly blinking back tears. He lifted the bottle to his lips and took another swig.

“The council needs me to complete my records.” Giles took the bottle offered by the blond vampire. Taking a long swallow he handed the bottle back.

“So…fine you go…but you come back…I can’t raise Dawn on my own, take care of everything for her…the others…they have things in their lives, school, jobs…my bit needs…” Spike’s face crumpled as he let out a howl of rage followed by blinding tears. ‘She need’s her big sis. Needs Buffy. Like I do.’

“I’ll certainly consider it…I confess she hasn’t been my top priority…” Giles said honestly. “I’ve been consumed by my grief for the last week. I can’t even tell you if she’s eaten…if she’s been to school…where she is right now…”

“She’s at school…” Spike whispered. “I’ve been there every day since…since…” Spike felt the hot tears running down his cheeks. “M’ goin’ back soon as the sun sets…”

“I think it would be wise if I stopped in there tonight…” Giles said softly. “See how she’s holding up…”

“That’d be…she’d appreciate it…” Spike glanced at the watcher and noticed him staring. “Wot?” He almost growled.

“Why are you here Spike? I mean you have nothing tying you here…you could just…leave…”

Spike shook his head venomously. “Never leavin’. My bit needs me. Not gonna leave her…ever.” Spike stared defiantly into Giles eyes. “Sides she’s gonna be out of school for the summer soon, needs someone there for ‘er”

“Ok. So you’re not leaving. Spike you’re a vampire…why do you care? How can you care?” He asked sizing him up.

“Always cared about Dawn. Always, even when I was evil, fore the shoved this sodden chip in m’ head, I couldn’t stand the thought of anyone hurtin’ my bit…then I fell in love with Buffy…promised her…that night…that I’d protect Dawn. F’ I’d done that she’d still be with us.” Spike took another swig from the bottle and handed it to Giles again.

“You’ve got to stop beating yourself up over that Spike, I mean you were not fully healed from Glory’s assault on you.” Giles sighed. “I understand, your reason’s for being here though and as remarkable as it is I do honestly believe that you loved her.” Giles glanced at him again. “I don’t believe you could possibly fake grief like this…and I know that your grief is real…it’s real.”

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Feeling lightheaded and weak Buffy slowly opened her eyes. She glanced around the darkened space. Closing her eyes she hardened her resolve and rose to her feet. Every muscle in her body ached, burned and felt raw.

Hearing a distant scream she made her way towards it, hiding in the dense foliage she found herself enclosed in.

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“Dawn…how are you?”

“Giles…” She said coolly turning from him and leaving the front door open she went into the kitchen.

Giles entered the kitchen a few moments later. “I’m sorry Dawn.” He spoke softly.

She glared up at him. Turning to Spike she said softly. “I’m going to my room to finish my homework. Can you call me when dinner’s ready?” She asked.

“I think you should sit and hear what the watcher has to say.” Spike placed a gentle hand on her arm. “Side’s who’s gonna sneak bit’s and pieces ‘fore dinner’s ready if not you?” He asked trying to lighten the mood.

“Fine. Talk watcher-man.” She said angrily. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.

“I know I deserve your anger Dawn…I am truly sorry…I let my own grief get in the way of everything else.” Giles apologized.

“Uhuh…” Dawn said rolling her eyes.

“Niblet…” Spike said warningly.

She glanced at the vampire, shooting him an apologetic shrug. “Sorry.” She mumbled under her breath.

Giles was watching the interaction between the two with great interest.

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Buffy walked with a purposeful stride, head held high, determination in her step. She looked awesomely powerful, despite her ragged clothing and greasy stringy hair. Inside she was trembling. She still hurt all over, even though slayer healing should have kicked in by now.

‘It must be almost a year already.’ She took a deep breath, pushing down her fear and turning it to anger. ‘Can’t think about them. My friends. Can’t wonder if they’re worried about me…definitely can’t think about him Spike.’ Turning off her thoughts she kept walking.

She caught it out of the corner of her eye. Tossing the war hammer with deadly accuracy it crushed the skull of the rabbit looking thingy she spotted. Scooping it up she carried it back to the makeshift cave she found.

Her stomach was growling. She was ravenous, for some reason the smell of fresh blood made her even hungrier. She had discovered in the first few days she was there that the only things to eat were these creatures and things that kind of resembled and tasted like strawberries back home.

It wasn’t the most pleasant thing that had happened to Buffy Anne Summers since she woke up in this hell dimension. ‘So if these are the only things I’ve been eating for what feels like a year why am I getting a paunch?’ She wondered absently rubbing her stomach.

‘It’s not like I don’t work out, fight for my life a thousand times a day, night whatever.’ Ripping the flesh of ‘peter cottontail’ with bare hands she bit in to it hungrily.

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“I can’t believe you’re leaving.” Dawn pouted. With Spike’s encouragement she had forgiven Giles for his absence.

“It’s not for long Dawn. I promise, two weeks…three at the most…the council needs me over in London to go over a few details.” Giles said wrapping a protective arm around the trembling girl.

“But what’s gonna happen to me when Spike’s patrolling?” She pouted again.

“I’ve talked to the other’s. They’ll take turns watching you…” Giles said sympathetically, realizing he said the wrong thing moments after the words left his mouth.

Dawn got up from the couch and glared at him. “I’m not a baby! I don’t need a babysitter!” She shouted angrily.

“I…I didn’t mean it like that Dawn…” Giles said softly.

Dawn glared at him and ran upstairs to her room to sulk.

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“Rupes…” Spike greeted as he entered the house. “Where’s Dawn?”

“Upstairs, she and I had an argument…well not really, the council called me. They need me in England for a while…I’m leaving in the morning. I’ll be back in about three weeks…”

“Now?” Spike asked incredulously.

“It’s been two months Spike. We knew this was coming…”

“Yeah…but…just didn’t expect…” Spike sighed. “Ok. We’ll do what we have to do…I guess the rest of ‘em…”

“I already talked to them. They are all willing to help.” Giles said softly. “The sooner I go, the sooner I’ll be back…”

“I know…”

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The first week Giles was gone flew by quickly. It was the first night of the second week that someone didn’t show up to hang out with the teen.

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“I don’t see why we couldn’t have gone over this on the phone.” Giles said angrily tossing his journals on Quentin’s desk.

Travers brought his hands together and smirked at the watcher before him. “You are a fool if you think I would call you all this way just to discuss your journals Rupert.”

“Well why the bloody hell am I here? Dawn is back there and she needs me…” Giles roared angrily.

“There hasn’t been another Slayer called.” Quentin said quietly.

That took the wind out of Giles’ sails. Instant watcher mode. “Have you researched? I don’t…why wouldn’t…”

“It’s Faith…She is the one who was called the most recently, and it wasn’t her who died…”

“What do you propose we do?” Giles asked, his whole body rigid with tension.

“I trust the hellmouth is secure?” Quentin inquired.

“Yes Quite.” Giles nodded.

“Then I propose we do nothing, give it a little more time. If activity increases there…if there is need…we will decide what to do then…”

Giles nodded. “So I am free to go back then?” He asked.

“I would like you to stay for one week. Then yes, you can go back.”

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“I'm not leaving you here by yourself, so forget it.”

”Well, I'm just saying…I know you need to patrol…”

Spike slammed the cards down hard on the table. “No. I'm not leaving you ... to get hurt.” He growled. Taking a calming breath he spoke again softly. “Not again.” He pointed to the cards. “Now deal.”
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Buffy was fighting for her life yet again. She growled, smashing the demon in the face with the hammer. The demon flew to the ground and tried to get up.

Bringing the hammer down on its stomach she was stunned when she felt reverberations up her arms instead of the stomach smashing in. ‘What the?’ She brought it down on its head with a sickening thud. Its skull cracked open and she let out a growl. “That’ll teach you to mess with me.”

She leaned down and touched the dead demon’s stomach. It was hard. Really hard. She noticed four neat holes in what looked like a protective covering, on the sides, out of normal vision when you face off with an opponent, but now, this close she could clearly see it had been tied there with leather bands. Looking up she noticed the creature was a female. Turning her over Buffy undid the leather bands and pulled it from the demon, giving her one last vicious, but very satisfying kick.

She turned it over in her hands. It looked like a big turtle shell, hollowed out in the middle, like someone with a beer gut could place over their tummy to protect it. ‘Hmmm’

She took one last glance at the demon and noticed it’s bulging stomach. Shrugging she tucked her newly acquired possession under her arm, picking up her hammer she continued her hunt for food.

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She was laying on the ground, trying to sleep. Since she had eaten earlier in the evening she couldn’t get comfortable. She felt gassy and a little nauseous.

Rubbing her hand absently on her stomach she closed her eyes again. Suddenly she bolted up, crawled a few feet away from her makeshift bed and tossed her cookies. “Uhhhh…” Wiping her mouth on the back of her hand she once again crawled towards bed.

She was hungry again, after emptying her stomach. ‘I am not going out there again tonight.’ She thought angrily. Picking up a few of the almost strawberries she quickly ate them. She picked up her makeshift decanter. She really surprised herself when she made it.

It had been shortly after she arrived. She found a mini spring in the foliage, but with nothing to carry water in she had to go there several times a day. One of the creatures that inhibited this place came rushing at her when she was sitting by the water contemplating it. She annihilated it with her hammer, not knowing what possessed her she leaned over its inert form and cut open it’s stomach with the sharp stone she found by the water. Pulling out its stomach lining all in one piece she carried it down to the water and washed it off.

Tying one end off she took it with her to her cave. Drying it out, she then used it to store water. She was still patting herself on the back for her ingenious idea.

She had recently taken one of the leather strips she found and tied the makeshift water decanter with her when she went out to hunt.

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Spike dreamt about her every night. his Buffy. But tonight it was different. He could feel her. It felt like she was calling to him through the claim, begging him to find her. Spike awoke with a star, tears streaming down his face, her name on his lips.

“Spike?” Dawn called out from the top of the stairs. “You ok?”

“Yeah bit. Just…dreamin’” He replied, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Dawn descended a few stairs and sat down, so she could see him. “I dream about her too…” She said softly.

“I’m sorry bit…didn’t mean to wake you…” He apologized.

“I couldn’t sleep…” She whispered. “I miss her so much…”

“Why don’t you go and get into bed. I’ll get dressed and come sit with you till you fall asleep…”

Dawn nodded. She was used to it. It had become routine, if she couldn’t sleep she’d go wake Spike and he would hangout with her until she fell asleep. It made her feel safe, and it made him feel needed.

Once Dawn left he pulled on his one and only pair of black sweat pants and one of his numerous black t-shirts, he sat on the edge of his bed for a few moments gathering himself. Then he felt it. Panic. Fear. Buffy.

It was coming loud and clear from the claim he placed on her. For the first time in his unlife Spike was stunned.

He didn’t even hear Dawn come downstairs again until she spoke. “I thought you were coming up…Spike…are you ok?” She asked placing her hand on his arm.

“Yeah…I…I guess the dream I had affected me mor’n I thought it did.” He said softly, getting up from the bed. ‘Can’t tell the bit about it just yet. Not till I know what’s going on.’ Determinedly he put it out of his mind, concentrating on taking care of Dawn.

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She was dreaming. About him. Spike. He was walking away from her.

NO! Spike…No…I’m here…don’t leave…please…I need you…we need you…she cried out rubbing her bulging stomach.

Buffy awoke trembling and panicking. ‘NO! I can’t be. NO!”

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Giles returned back to Sunnydale. After picking up his car at the airport car park he dropped his belongings into the trunk and made his way to Revello Drive.

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Not realizing it Buffy was becoming more and more primal the longer she stayed in the dimension she found herself in. With her ever-expanding stomach she had taken to wearing the ‘turtle shell’ as she liked to call it, strapped around her stomach. She was very protective of her growing child. It was the only thing she had left of Spike.

She adjusted the straps before making her way out into the night. It really was a neat piece of protection, the bottom of it rested against her hipbones, dipping low in the center so it didn’t touch her stomach, the sides rested against the sides of her body and the top of it rested against her sternum. The shell absorbed any blows she took to the stomach, so she could fight, and hunt without worrying about the life growing inside of her.

Spotting a lumbering demon a few feet away she stealthily followed it. Gripping the hammer in one hand she got close enough to bring it down on the short little demon’s head. With a growl of satisfaction she kicked it viciously, grinning.

She was walking away when she felt it. A sensation she hadn’t ever felt before. Quickening her pace she made it back to her cave. Her safe haven, nothing ever came near her cave. It was as if they could sense her presence.

Buffy removed her protective shell, lay down on the ground and placed her hands on her belly. There it was again, a fluttering sensation, her baby. Moving. Alive. Inside of her. She didn’t feel the tears as they fell. She closed her eyes and thought about him. Spike. ‘I love you so much. I need you Spike…please…I need you so much…’ With those final thoughts she drifted off to sleep.


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“Rupes. Glad you’re back mate…” Spike said motioning for the watcher to follow him.

“What happened Spike?” Giles asked. He could see dark circles under the vampire’s eyes, he looked much like he did right after Buffy jumped, gaunt, emotionally drained, and tired.

“I think…we need to talk.” He sat on the couch, glancing nervously at the older man. “Remember the night she…Buffy, when she jumped?” Spike asked.

Giles nodded pensively. “Right well…when we came back here…we that is to say that I…”

“What is it Spike?” Giles asked.

“I claimed Buffy.” Spike growled. “And now…I can feel her…she needs me and I don’t know what to do…”

“What?” Giles roared. “You claimed my slayer?” All camaraderie with the vampire momentarily forgotten. “How could you do that?”

“I…I loved her Rupert, truth be told I still do…but that’s not the point. I…I don’t think she is dead. I she needs me and I don’t know what to do…how to find her…I can’t open that bloody portal again and go after her…”

All color drained from Giles face, as if everything that Spike said just penetrated. “Alive? You…expect me to believe she’s alive ?” Giles asked. “She was a slayer Spike. She went to heaven.” Giles almost whispered. “I’m sure of it…”

“You don’t know…you didn’t feel…” Spike closed his eyes and sighed. “I’m connected to her, weather you like it or not t’s the truth. I need to find her…”

“What kind of sick twisted game is this?” Giles growled.

“S’not a game…” Spike said softly.

“There hasn’t been another Slayer called.” Quentin said quietly.

That took the wind out of Giles’ sails. Instant watcher mode. “Have you researched? I don’t…why wouldn’t…”

“It’s Faith…She is the one who was called the most recently, and it wasn’t her who died…”

“What do you propose we do?” Giles asked, his whole body rigid with tension.

“I trust the hellmouth is secure?” Quentin inquired.

“Yes Quite.” Giles nodded.

“Then I propose we do nothing, give it a little more time. If activity increases there…if there is need…we will decide what to do then…” his conversation with Quentin played over in his head. ‘Maybe there is another explanation to why there wasn’t another called. In truth it has never happened before that there have been two slayers…maybe…just maybe…’ Giles Glanced at Spike. “Are you certain?” He asked.

“More than anything I’ve ever known, I know that she’s not dead.” Spike said honestly.

“I’ll call Willow. Have her meet us here to discuss what we can do.”

Spike didn’t hear his last words, he suddenly felt Buffy, her need and desperation coming through the claim loud and clear.


“Spike? What is it?” Giles asked when he noticed the vampire wasn’t paying attention to him.

“It’s her…she needs me…” He choked back a sob. “She‘s calling me through the claim…”

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“You want me to bring Buffy back?” Willow squeaked.

“She’s alive.” Spike said flatly.

“How would you know?” Xander asked snarkilly.

“Spike has a link to Buffy…” Giles said softly.

“Yeah…kind of stalkery…and he wants us to bring her back from the dead. I can’t believe your gonna let him talk you into this…” Xander said angrily. “She’s at peace! Can’t you just leave well enough alone?” Xander screamed pointing his finger at Spike. “Buffy was a warrior of the people, but she is dead now…I think we’ve all been through enough…think about Dawn…let’s say it does work…but what we bring back isn’t Buffy? What’s Dawn gonna say then?”

“Xander you dolt shut up. Spike claimed Buffy before she jumped. She has been using his claim to call to him…”

“You believe this crap Giles? I can’t believe you’d fall for one of captain peroxide’s evil plans…”

“What if I can’t do it? What if I’m not strong enough?” Willow asked calmly, ignoring Xander’s ranting.

“I’ll be right by your side to offer any assistance you may require…” Giles said softly.

“So will I sweetie…” Tara said softly, placing a hand on Willow’s shoulder. “You can do this, I know you can…”

“Are you people even listening to me?” Xander screamed in outrage.

“No, frankly we are ignoring you.” Giles glared at him. “If you are not going to be of any help I would suggest you leave.” He said coldly before turning his back on Xander.

Disgusted Xander got up from his perch on the couch. “I don’t want to have to tell you I told you so. I hope you’re doing the right thing.” He fumed.

“I love her Xander. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.” Spike said softly.

“Okay. We need to research…” Willow murmured. “We should head over to the magic box.”

“I’m gonna wait here for Dawn. I need to talk to her about this when no one else is around…she’s gonna be upset.” Spike said softly.

“We’ll come by when we’re ready okay?” Willow asked placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

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Waitng until everyone left Spike went down into the basement. He only had an hour till Danw would be home so he needed to move quickly.

Lying on his cot he closed his eyes and concentrated on Buffy, on the claim and how much he loved her, sending the feelings through was hard.

For a long while there was nothing, then suddenly he felt her love, filling him up, calling to him. Spike sent all of his need to her, his desire to find her, his longing for her. He was elated when he felt the return of her feelings for him.

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Buffy was lying on the cold hard ground, calling to Spike. ‘Please Spike…I love you. I need you so much, need to feel your arms around me, holding me tight.’ Tears rolled down her face when finally, finally she felt him. She felt his love.

When the feelings subsided she quickly donned her shell again. She needed to hunt.

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Spike came up from the basement and sat on the couch to wait for Dawn. He was getting impatient because she was a few minutes late.

“Hey Spike. Why are you all bad moody?” Dawn asked plopping down on the couch with a sigh.

“We need to talk bit.” He said softly turning to her so he could look into her eyes.

“You’re not leaving are you?” She asked tears rapidly spilling over her cheeks. “Please don’t…”

“It’s not about me…Dawn I have to tell you something…I don’t know how you’re gonna react…but please know I would never lie to you…I’d never make something like this up…”

“What is it Spike? You’re scaring me..” Dawn said trembling.

Spike pulled her into his arms and sat her on his lap. “Dawn I…there’s no easy way to say this so I’m just gonna come out with it…please let me get it all out, then I’ll answer any questions you may have.”

Dawn nodded and waited for him to continue. “You know I love you sister…more than anything in this world…” Dawn nodded and Spike continued. “Well before she jumped…I claimed her, took her as my mate…well the other ngiht when I had that dream…it was her calling me…she’s alive somewhere and she needs me. Needs us…the scoobies are gonna try to bring her back.”

Dawn waited for him to continue. He didn’t say anything. Resting her head on his shoulder she closed her eyes. “When?” It was the only thing she said.

“Don’t know. They’re researching it right now…” Spike said softly. “They’re gonna stop by when they know something more…I don’t want to get your hopes up bit but I figured you had the right to know her bein’ your sis and all.

“Thanks for telling me…” She sat there in his arms, neither of them moving until the scoobies arrived later that night.

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“We’re ready…” Willow said softly. “We’re gonna try this way first…if nothing comes of it we have other things to try…” She said handing candles out to the assembled group.

”We have to wait until exactly midnight. Then all of the candles need to be lit.” She said glancing around the group.

“We’re gonna do it here? In the livingroom?” Dawn asked looking around.

“No. We’re gonna go out into the back yard…” Willow said softly. “I just want everyone prepared.

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Buffy was getting thrashed, two demons held her arms while two more punched and kicked her.

Her legs were throbbing, her face was bloodies, her hair was a tangled mess, and sill she was trying to fight.

They were screaming something at her in a demonic language she didn’t understand.

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“Are we ready?” Willow asked knealing in the dewy grass.

“I'm trying, my lighter won't stay lit.” Anya said franticly flicking the bic she was holding.

“Well, hurry, it has to…” Willow glanced at her, She watched Spike calmly lean over and light her candle with his zippo.

”What time is it?” Tara asked.

“A minute till midnight.” Giles said softly.

“Thanks Spike.” Anya shot him a gratefufl smile. “I got it, I got it. I got it.”

“Okay. Start the circle. Now.” Willow spoke with authority.

They all knelt, in a circle, everyone holding a white taper candle.

Willow leaned over and lit the bunch of herbs resting on a ceramic plate Buffy used all the time. “Osiris, keeper of the gate, master of all fate, hear us.”

She dipped her finger into the ash the herbs created and marked her forehead and both cheeks.
“Before time, and after. Before knowing and nothing.” She dumped the plate full of ash on the ground. “Accept our offering. Know our prayer.”

Suddenly she was jerked backward, panting, and her arms went out to her sides. Deep ugly gashes appeared on her arms.

“Willow!” Dawn screamed reaching for her.

“No!” Giles said placing a restraining hand on her arm. “She told us...at the magic box, she would be tested. This is supposed to happen.”

“Osiris! We need the warrior of the people. Let her cross over.” Willow shouted, wincing in pain as blood ran from the cuts on her arms, round shapes were moving under her skin. She moaned in pain.

They were moving up her arms and over her chest toward her neck.

“She needs help!” Dawn cried out.

“Dawn, she's strong! She said not to stop, no matter what. If we break the cycle now, it's over.” Everyone turned anxious eyes to Willow, she continued gasping for breath. Suddenly there was a loud rumbling, everyone glanced around nervously.

“Oh god, what is that noise?” Anya asked, suddenly scared.

“Osiris, let her cross over!” Willow screamed eyes turned up to the sky. “Aah...” She choked, as the things under her skin got closer to her throat.

“Oh my god, oh my god.” Giles said softly, mesmerized by the sight of the tiny witch.

Willow leaned forward placing her hands on the ground, as she gagged. A snake head appeared in her open mouth. She clutched the grass. The snake slithered out her mouth and onto the ground.
Everyone was watching horrified, except Spike. He looked like he was in pain, eyes closed he was panting heavily.

“It's a test. It's a test. Willow...” Giles said anxiously.

Willow was still leaning over the ground, mouth still open. Suddenly an orange light swirled around Willow, She raised her hands from the ground, panting loudly. “Osiris, release her!” She shouted one final time as a portal opened in the middle of the circle.

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I have been receiving some feedback in regards to Bloodsheadbaby and Strashine’s fic Seed born of blood. There are a few similarities between our fic’s. They both take place after “The gift.” In THEIR fic Buffy dies and is brought back to life. In MY fic, Buffy is alive and pulled into a hell dimension. In BOTH Fic’s she is pregnant. There are no intentional similarities, but there are a few…

If you haven’t read their fic I strongly suggest you do. It’s excellent.

Any questions please ask…

His gift_4


Buffy saw her opportunity and grinning wildly she seized it. Using the two demons holding her she kicked her legs up, wrapping them around the neck of the third, advancing demon. With a sharp violent twist of her hips she snapped it’s neck. She let herself go limp as he dropped to the ground, the two demons holding her arms let go, thinking she had passed out.

Buffy rolled to the side where she had dropped her hammer, quickly rising to her feet again she swung the hammer in a wide arc, splitting one of the demon’s heads wide open. Turning slowly she grinned at the remaining two.

One of them lunged towards her. Snap-kicking him viciously in the knee and grinning as he fell she noticed the last one turn and flee. “Hey! Come back here. I’m not done playing…” She pouted. Glancing back at the demon on his knees she brought her hammer down on its head. With a sickening thud it exploded like a ripe watermelon, showering her in blood and gore.

Buffy sighed and turned back towards her cave. ‘Oh well. I’ll get him next time.’ As she turned she noticed a shining portal a few feet away. Cautiously she walked towards it to investigate. As she got closer she felt him. HIM!!! She broke into a run.

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“What the hell did you open?” Dawn asked, watching the battle that was happening inside the portal. She glanced at Willow, who was swaying drunkenly on her knees and staring into the portal with growing horror.

Spike struggled to his feet slowly walking towards the portal as if in a trance. ‘Buffy.’ He could feel the feral growl building in his throat. Letting it loose as he fell to his knees, not far from the shimmering portal. His arms reaching towards her.

All Buffy wanted as she got closer was him. her mate. Hearing his feral growl she launched herself through the portal and landed on Spike.

Instantly behind her the portal snapped shut with an electric buzz.

“NO!” Dawn screamed. “Get it off of him…” She shrieked moving closer to the couple.

“Dawn stop.” Shouted Anya getting to her feet to stop the teen.

Buffy didn’t hear any of it. All she knew was she was safe in her mate’s arms. The need in her to claim him, make him hers was overwhelming. Pressing closer to him she bit savagely into his neck, her teeth sinking roughly into his flesh. Swallowing a mouth full of his rich blood she pulled back. Looking into his eyes she growled viciously. “Mine.”

She felt contentment wash over her as he pulled her tightly against him, a low purr rumbling from his throat, blunt teeth searching out his mark and biting gently.

Everyone except Spike were horrified at the sight of this thing flying through the portal and attacking him.

It had long, stringy greasy hair, matted and covered in blood, obviously female, it’s clothes tattered and torn, and it had a huge bulging stomach. Everyone - except Anya, who was furious at their behavior and Willow who was too wiped to move – stepped forward to help the fallen vampire to get her off of him, until his purr stopped them all in their tracks.

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Spike was elated when she launched herself through the portal and into his arms. He felt her body, vibrating with power. When she bit into his neck he heard it for the first time, a second heartbeat. As she pulled back and looked into his eyes he saw her anguish and peace at the same time. Hearing her claim him had a profound effect on him.

No one had ever claimed him before. He wanted to hold her in his arms like this and never let her go.

Spike pulled her back tightly against him, ignoring the chaos around him for the moment. She was safe. His girl was in his arms again.

He spoke softly. “Buffy…Oh luv…”

Silence. For one glorious moment there was silence. Then suddenly the chaos erupted again.

“That’s not…” Tara said softly.

“There’s no way…” Dawn cried backing away.

“Jesus you guys She was in a hell dimension, did you expect her to look the same? Be the same?” Anya said angrily. “Go in the house. All of you.” She said furiously.

Waiting until all of them left she caught Spike’s eye. “I’ll be right back…just gonna go get some supplies…”

Spike nodded. He pulled back slightly from Buffy so he could look into her eyes. “Missed you.” He whispered.

“Spike…” Buffy moaned. She watched the tears roll slowly down his cheeks. Bringing her dirty, sticky hand up she gently brushed them away, leaving a trail of dirty sitckyness where she touched him. “It’s ok…I’m back now…you saved me…don’t cry…please don’t cry.”

“Willow’s the one who brought you back luv…mighty powerful mojo…I’m sorry it took so long…”

“I’m ok…I’m…not fine exactly…but…I’m here…where I want to be…where I’ve wanted to be for so long…” Closing her eyes she pressed up against him. “How long was I…”

“One hundred and forty seven days yesterday, One hundred and forty eight today…but today doesn’t count…” pushing a gentle kiss to her temple he asked. “How long was it for you?”

“Longer…it felt like I was gone for so long…”

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“I don’t understand…” Dawn said, harsh sobs wracking her body as Tara held her. “How can that be Buffy…it doesn’t even look like her…”

Anya walked into the house silently. Opening the cupboard she took down a large bowl. Filling it with water she opened another cupboard and took out the soup crackers. “We are all going to go and stay the night somewhere else. We are going to wait for Spike to call and tell us she’s ready to see us.” She said determinedly. She grabbed a dishtowel from a drawer and threw it over her shoulder.

Giles, still in shock, glanced at Anya. “Do you think that’s wise?” He asked softly. “I mean what if…what if it’s not…” He was still unsure weather to believe it was Buffy or not. Seeing the way she moved when she leapt through the portal he was certain it was her, but taking in her appearance he wasn’t so sure.

Anya poured a glass of water. “Did you people see Spike with her?” She glanced around. “I know you’re all in shock from what she looks like but…it’s her. And right now all she wants to see is him. We don’t know how long it was for her where she was…we don’t know what happened to her, where she was, but obviously she was not in a happy place…so don’t expect too much from her right now…I…let’s just let Spike get her settled.”

“Anya’s right. Spike will take care of her…if it really is her…which I’m not convinced it is…” Dawn said softly. Breaking from Tara’s hold she walked over to the window above the sink and glanced out at the couple on the lawn.

“It’s her.” Willow said softly from her place at the kitchen table. Her head was down, resting on her arms. She was still wiped out, Tara ran her fingers soothingly through her girlfriend’s fiery locks.

Tara was still too stunned by everything that she saw to say anything. ‘I’ll tell them later…we can research later…none of them recognized…’ Closing her eyes she sighed. ‘I have to leave it alone for now. No one else knows.’

“I’m just gonna go take this stuff out there and I’ll be right back.” Anya said leaving no room for argument as she left.

She walked up slowly and placed the items on the ground within arms reach. “Take your time Spike…take care of her. You should also take care of your neck…it’s still bleeding. We’re gonna…call Giles or the magic box when she’s…ready to see everyone.” She said motioning towards the house. “We’ll wait…till she’s ready.”

“Thanks Anya.” He said softly. She just smiled and turned back to the house.

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“Just gonna get you cleaned up a bit luv, get some of that sticky blood off.” Spike murmured. He dipped the dishcloth into the water and brought it to her face. She closed her eyes without being told, but as he stroked the cloth down her cheek she leaned into him. “Buffy…luv I gotta clean you up a bit…” Spike said softly, trying to get her to sit back so he could clean her up.

She pressed closer, shaking her head against him. “Too far away…” She said simply. Spike’s heart melted. He wanted so much to have her love him. He waited so long to finally have her, that when she was ripped away it tore him to pieces. Now that he had her in his arms, he’d do anything to make her happy.

Spike wanted to ask her about the baby, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask the questions he so desperately wanted answers to.

They sat there quietly holding each other until Spike heard them all getting into Giles’ car. “Why don’t we go on into the house? Get you into the tub and all cleaned up?”

“Dawn?” She asked, knowing that her sister had been there. Spike stood, still holding her in his arms, giving himself a few moments to gather his thoughts to answer her. Buffy wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, happy to just be here with him, held against his comforting presence.

“Bit’s ok. She missed you terribly…” He said as he opened the kitchen door and stepped inside.

“I…I missed her too…” Buffy said softly. Spike carried her into the bathroom and set her on the toilet. She kept her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. “No…don’t leave me…” She growled tightening her grip. “I need you…”

“Not gonna leave you. I’ll never leave you…just need to get the shower turned on…you have blood all over you…” Spike said softly. “Saw the fight you were havin’.”

“Didn’t know who they were messin’ with.” She said angrily. “They tried to hurt my baby…”

‘Okay…she said it. She brought it up. Must be ok to talk about.’ Spike took a deep breath. “Your baby?” He asked.

Buffy pulled back and looked into his eyes. “Our baby…” She leaned forward again, forcefully pushing against him.

Spike fell onto his back and his head cracked painfully against the white tile Buffy, straddling his waist. “Our baby?” He whispered bringing his hand up to her face. Buffy rubbed her cheek into his palm. She nodded. “I can feel it kicking now…” She said undoing the leather straps she pulled the shell off and placed it beside her.

Spike lifted one hand and gently stroked the swell of her abdomen. He felt it move against his hand and glanced up at her with awe in his face. “How?” He asked.

“I don’t know…I…it just is…are you….ok with it?” She asked shyly.

“Ok? OK? I’m…” Spike sat up pulling her closer once again. “Never been so happy luv. Never.” He whispered against her hair.

They sat that was for a few moments, then Buffy started to remove her shirt, not moving form his lap. Spike stroked her back gently. He helped her to her feet and helped her remove her torn pants.

Spike leaned over to turn the water on and adjust the temperature. Buffy rested her hand against his waist. She had to touch him, if he moved to far away she would start to tremble violently.

“Will you…come in there with me?” She asked.

“You just want someone to wash your hair…” He teased already removing his clothing. Holding the curtain back he helped her in first. He stepped in behind her, grasping her shoulders gently he pulled her back against his chest. Spike’s hands dipped down and roamed her bulging stomach. “When is it coming?” He asked.

“I don’t know…” She said relaxing for the first time since she jumped into the portal all those months ago.

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“So what exactly is it that you want me to do?”

“I want you to come back here and kill Spike. He’s the one that put this idea in their heads. If he’s gone She will get to rest in peace. I wouldn’t have called you but I don’t know anyone else that could take him out…” Xander felt the tears of frustration welling in his eyes.

He angrily threw the bottle against the wall, getting no satisfaction from the sound of breaking glass. Waiting for the answer on the other end of the line he opened another beer. “He’s got them all fooled you know. Even Giles.”

“Ok. I’ll come.”

Xander sighed in relief. “Thank you. Thank you so much…is there anything I can do?”

“No. And I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for her. Because I loved her once.” Nodding Xander hung up the phone. “So did I.” He said softly to the empty room.

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“Spike I…I want to see them…” Buffy said softly as he was toweling her off.

Spike looked up at her, from his position on his knees. He rested his head against her belly, nodding slightly. Buffy’s fingers entwined in his curls stroking gently. “I…I just need to see them with my own eyes to make sure they’re all okay.”

“They said to call Giles or the magic box when you’re ready. I’ll go make the calls while you dress…” He stood and kissed her chastely.

“could you do it from my room…I can’t stand to be away from you…” She said softly, tears coming to her eyes. “I…I need you like I need air…”

“You’ve got me baby…never leaving you…” Spike whispered against her hair.

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“I have nothing that fits…” She whined as she looked through her closet.

Spike placed the phone back in the cradle without dialing.

“I’ve got a pair of boxers…and you can wear one of my t-shirts until I can go shopping to get you something decent…” He offered.

“Ok…” She said following him to the basement.

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“You stayed here in the basement since I…when I was gone?” She asked glancing around.

“Someone had to take care of the bit.” Spike said defensively.

“I…I didn’t mean it like that…I just…”

“Made you a promise Buffy…promised to protect her…”

“Thank you…” She wrapped her arms around him and brought her mouth to his, tongue seeking entrance to his mouth.

“You should get dressed if you want to see them tonight…” He said pulling back slightly so she wouldn’t feel his hardened cock pressing against her. ‘She just got back mate. She’s not ready for that.’ Turning his back to her he went to grab his boxers and a t-shirt.

“I’m sorry…I didn’t realize…I…”

Spike glanced back at her and noticed she was crying softly. “What? What is it luv?” He asked moving back towards her and wrapping his arms around her.

“I’m fat…and you don’t want me anymore…” She choked back a sob.

Spike shook his head in wonder. “This feel like I don’t want you?” He asked grabbing her hand and pressing it into his hardened length. “Only reason I stopped is because I love you, I don’t want to hurt you or the baby luv. Sides you said you wanted to see everyone…”

“I…I know I did…and I do…It’s just that now I’m all clean and…I…I want you Spike…I can wait to see them…and we won’t hurt the baby…if you…if…”

Spike silenced her by capturing her mouth in a tender kiss. “Want nothing more than to make love you…” He said softly, taking her hand he led her to the cot.

Laying her onto the bed and climbing in beside her Spike let out a sigh of contentment. His hands seeking out her flesh as her hands sought him.

Cupping her breasts gently in his palms he felt the nipples puckering. He captured one of her hardened buds in his mouth and sucked.

“Ohhhhh.” Buffy moaned arching into him. Her finger curled into his still damp hair. “I love you Spike…” She whispered.

Spike brought his face to hers, staring deep into her eyes he was lost. “Say it again? Please luv…”

“I love you Spike.” She said simply. “I need you inside me…”

Spike inhaled the aroma of her arousal. “Get up on your hands and knees luv…” He said huskily. Positioning himself behind her he slowly rubbed his cock against her slick pussy. Slowly sinking into her moist heat Spike let out a possessive roar.

One hand on her hip the other moved to stroke her clit. “Oh god SPIKE!” She moaned, rocking her hips slowly. “I’m gonna…not gonna last…”

“Been too long baby…want you to come for me…” He encouraged, thrusting slowly.

Buffy rocked back against him faster and faster until she screamed her release. Spike feeling her walls clench around him followed seconds later. Spike moved from her and lay on his back pulling her against him. She curled up against his side with a contented sigh. “You ok Luv?”

“Yeah. I…I really am.” She said softly as she drifted off to sleep.

Spike stayed awaked for a few moments longer, relishing the feel of her curled up naked beside him, before succumbing to the pull of rest.

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TBC...
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