Part 12

      Spike looked Away from Angel and made his way over to
Willow's side.  He got back into the bed and laid down beside her.
      "Spike Sunrise is in less then an hour."
      "So!"
      "There is no way to block the sun."
      "I don't `ave anywhere to go."
      "You can stay at Cordelia's."
      "Fine, but only cause I want to live to see Red wake up."
Spike kissed Willow on the forehead, and slowly walked away.  Angel
followed suit whispering.  (I love you Willow, don't give up on me.)

      They drove home in silence.  Neither willing to speak to the
other.  They slowly made their way into Cordelia's Apartment.
"You'll have to sleep in the room with me the couch is in the direct
sunlight."
"The hall, bathroom, my room and the kitchen are fine.  There's blood
in the fridge. Let's get out of this room before sunrise."
Angel grabbed an extra pillow and blanket off the couch knowing they
were Willow's.  And they made their way into the room.
"I'll sleep on the floor Spike you can have the bed."  He had a
feeling Spike wasn't even paying attention.  Could him and Willow
really have been that close.  He looked over and saw Spike grab
willow's sweater off the table.  Spike took it with him and climbed
into the bed.  Not even bothering to take off his shoes.  Angel had
never seen his child this upset.  Not even after Dru.  He could hear
Spike's faint sobs.  Angel lied down on the floor burying his face in
the pillow that smelled of Willow.  Could this really have been his
fault.  What could he have done to make Willow cry. He was about to
cry himself.  He loved Willow so much.  He didn't even have a chance
to explore his feelings.  See what kind of love he really had for her.

Spike lie in the bed tears dripping down his face as he grasped
Willow's sweater like a lifeline.  He felt so pathetic.  Here he was
crying over a human, but she was so special.  He loved her.  If she
were to die then so would he.  She was his only friend in the world.
He knew Angel loved her.  He was beginning to think that Willow loved
Angel to, why else would she have been crying.  He kept replaying the
site of her getting hit by the car over and over in his head. If he
had only left Sunnydale one minute earlier.  Spike knew Willow loved
him as a friend.  She had told him that much herself.  Maybe that's
where his feelings stopped for her, but he really couldn't be sure.

Both Vampires contemplated the depth of love for their Willow.
Wondering how they could have possibly save her.
 

Part 13

      Willow was lost somewhere inside herself, somewhere where
time and space didn't exist, only memories and dreams.  She didn't
remember how she got here but she didn't think it would hurt to stay
awhile.  Why end her dream when she had nothing to look forward to.
She had left Sunnydale for a reason, only to find nothing for her in
L.A. but more of the same.  Disappointment.  It seemed to be all she
ever had to look for her in life.  Whenever she thought something was
going good for her she would be shown the truth.  Maybe she was
cursed to live like this forever, or maybe she could just stay in
this dreamscape forever.  It seemed peaceful enough for her.  There
was a distant tugging in her brain, but she decided it didn't matter
at the moment.

      Willow wandered through a place that she was creating as she
went.  She envisioned beautiful rolling hills, flowers, a river and a
waterfall, a starry night without the fear of evil.   Falling
gracefully into the grass she gazed up at the stars thinking this was
what she needed, maybe she could stay here forever. No one would hurt
her here, no one could.

      Angel was the first to wake. He hadn't slept well at all.
The only thing he could seem to think of was Willow. Where had these
sudden feelings come from.  Was it even possible for him to feel this
strongly for her so suddenly.  He had spent years with her and had
never once even imagined her anything more than a friend, and not
even a really close one at that.  It had always been about Buffy.
But Willow had changed and so had he.

      After making his way to the kitchen Angel fixed Spike and
Himself some blood.  They would be able to go to the hospital soon.

      Spike sat up in bed wishing it was all a dream.  Of course
having his luck it wasn't.  He was at Cordelia's house and his best
friend was in a coma.  He racked his brain for any sort of
inspiration to pull her back, but what did he have to offer. It was
sunset.  Grabbing the mug of blood Angel left him, Spike made his way
to his car without even sparing his Grandsire a glance. As he headed
to the hospital Spike promised himself that he would convince Willow
to come back to him.  He needed some one in his life, and the way he
saw it, Willow was his last hope.

      "Hello William," the same nurse was working as the last
night. "I'm sorry, but your fiancé's condition is the same.  They say
her subconscious can hear you . . . just let her know how much you
love her."
      "Thanks, I will," he replied as he made his way to his
friends room.  He slowly entered Willow's room devastated by her
deathly form before his eyes.  She always looked so happy; she was
always optimistic.  The look on her face last night made her hardly
recognizable, she looked devastated.  She was the only smart one in
the Scooby gang, and he she was smart enough not to run out in the
middle of the night.

      "What happened Willow."

      Angel entered the Hospital followed by Cordelia.
      "Excuse me I'm looking for Willow Rosenberg."
      "I'm sorry miss family only."
      "Look she doesn't have any family that cares enough to be
here, she is living with me and me and my friend here are the closest
thing to family she has, now what room is she in?"
        "I see miss room 222."
      "Thank you," Cordelia flashed the nurse a grateful smile.
She could hardly believe Angel when he told her the news.  She just
hoped Willow would be okay.

      Spike laid beside Willow cradling her hand in his.
      "Willow remember the second time I tried to kill myself, you
told me that you were my friend and that you would always be their
for me.  And I needed to keep living cause I had someone that would
love me no matter what.  Willow you're my best friend and I love you
and no matter what happened to you last night I love you and that's
got to be reason enough to keep going, you told me all a person ever
needed was some one to love them."

      Wherever Willow was she was asleep but in the distance she
could hear a pained Spike's voice. He was her friend and she wanted
him to be ok. "I love you Willow."

      Spike watched a gentle smile grace Willow's face as she
whispered, "I love you too Spike."

      And that was what Cordelia and Angel heard as they entered
the room.
 

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