April 30, 1:00 a.m. 1999

Xander was leaving the Bronze. He just had a nasty run in with Corrode. Course he was having a bad time before that. None of his bestest buds were. Buffy was doing patrol, although she said she would stop by after. Xander had visions of her with Angel. Nobody said dead boy couldn't give her a happy.

His thoughts shifted to his Will's; not anymore, since the whole ' my best friend's a hottie Ye...ah Baby'.
Now he wasn't even allowed to touch her casually. She's probably with Oz in the back of his van.....Stop it Xan-man. Maybe he'd swing by the library and see what the G-man was up to. GADS listed to yourself Xander shock his head sadly and went home.

1:00 a.m. Sunnydale Library

Giles decided to call it a night. It had taken him hours longer than expected to research. Giles thoughts drifted to Willow's amazing prowess with the dreaded machine. He continued to have renewed respect for the girl. He smiled to himself, he had a special bond with Buffy, but he admitted to himself Willow was really his most favorite. At times he worried more about her than the others; Buffy had her slayer powers, himself and Angel to look out for her. Everyone knew God watches out for little children and fools, so that kept Xander save. No omnipotent being would dare mess with Cordellia. Oz was a werewolf. But Willow her inquisitive mind, her quiet, methodological way, along with her burgeoning powers as a witch worried him.

He opened his door and bent down to retrieve his mail. He casually sorted it, bill, bill, .. unmailed letter with note attacked. Hmmm, Giles read the note attached to the sealed envelope.

Dear Mr. Giles,

Willow asked me to give you this on Monday if I didn't see her at school. My father and I have to leave town tonight because my grandmother is very sick. PS Willow made me promise not to open the letter or give it to you unless I didn't see her at school.
I know Willow well enough to know this has something to do with witchcraft, anyway I couldn't leave town just in case.

Amy

< Saint's in heaven> Giles ripped into the envelope.

Dear Giles,

If you are reading this it means something has likely gone wrong. (His heart started beating double time)
I performed a time travel spell, so I could go back before Angel was turned and cursed to anchor his soul permanently to his body. Enclosed are the text and references I used to perform the spell. Please tell everyone I love them, you too Giles.

W.

Giles felt faint, he quickly scanned the rest of the documents. ' Must occur under a blue moon at midnight' 'a glad surrounded by tree in a secluded area should be used for optimal effect'.
He quickly deducted where Willow must have gone to cast the spell. He prayed to every God he knew about, that he was not too late, that Willow was still alive, so that he could KILL HER.

Giles drove like a manic, he was worried since it was long after midnight. He popped the clutch of his care, scrambled out with it running and lights on and dashed into the dark glad where the bright moonlight failed to illuminate.

He passed through the trees into Witch's Hollow. His breath caught in his throat as he saw a lump curled up in the center of a magic circle. His began to breathe as he saw the dark form rocking back and forth. < She's alive> He ran to Willow's side. She was in a fetal position, wearing some dark cloak. She was babbling incoherently, she kept repeating her name over and over 'Will, Will' her voice was cracked and raspy.

"Thank God," Willow he said as he pulled her up into his arms.

Giles next words were silenced in surprise. The girl was soaking wet. She croaked 'Will' and hugged him with more force than it appeared her small body could exert. Her ice-cold lips were covering his and her warm tongue had penetrated his gasping mouth.

He felt his body jerk in response. The shivering girl pulled back her green eyes glistening in the moonlight in horror and sadness. " Not Will" she wailed, clutching her knees to her chest and began to sob and rock anew. Giles wasn't sure if she was suffering from shock, hyperthemia, or madness. It seemed a bit of all three. Giles was frightened, he wasn't sure if Willow knew him, wasn't sure this girl was his Willow at all. He spoke softly to her.
" Willow, I'm here to help you. You need to get warm. I'm going to pick you up and take you home."
Giles thought he should take her to the hospital. He weighed this option. He was actually closer to his house, he could assess her injuries, if he took her to the hospital like this, it would open a lot of questions. Giles knew that Willow's parents were in Europe for the next month.

He kicked open the door and carried the girl upstairs to the bathroom. He knew he needed to get her warm. Her body was shaking from the wet and her teeth were chattering. He set her gently down. He knew he was going to have to hold her up. She was like a rag doll. In the light he could see her swollen red eyes, and face covered with mud except for the clear tear track. Giles turned on the shower explaining that he wasn't going to hurt her, he said he was going to help her get warm in the shower. He wasn't sure if Willow could understand him. She was shaking and had apparently lost her voice but was still rocking and mouthing her name from between her jaw tremors. He striped down to his boxers. He stood Willow up to undress her. He was surprised yet again as he removed her cloak to find her wearing a sheer nightgown that was pasted to her body from the wetness. His body responded, Ripper thought look what the girl is hiding under all those funky clothes. His superego reinstated itself, and berated himself for his thoughts. He pealed the wet gown off and lifted her into the shower, holding her around the waist, careful to keep her body away from his traitorous one. He told himself he was scanning her body for signs of injuries. He noted some slight discoloration about her hips and breast. Her pale skin reflected what looked like signs of lovemaking. He felt a surge of envy at the man who Willow had taken as her lover. ' Oz or Xander' he wondered. He lifted her wet hair to look for signs of vampire marks, and was relieved to find no puncture wounds. He did see what the youth called two large hickeys or either side of her throat.

He pulled her out of the shower and wrapped her in a large bath towel, carried her into his bedroom, lay her on the bad. She had stopped shaking, and was not rocking nor making any sounds at all. Her eyes were open and looked lifeless. Giles continued to talk softly to her, telling her he was going to get dressed, and take care of her. He dried off, slipped on his robe. He quickly dried Willow off. And slipped a white dress shirt over her head. He picked her up again in his arms and carried her downstairs. He was going to try and get some warm tea with sugar into her. She appeared in shock.

He sat her on the couch and made a cup of tea. She took several swallows. Tears began to run down her face once again. Giles's didn't know what else to do. He took her into his arms. She crawled deeper into his embrace hugged him about the neck and burred her face into his shoulder crying softly. He held the fragile girl as she wept, petting her back and head.

Xander saw Giles lights still on as he was walking by. He decided to peak in the side window to see if the G-man was still up. He was feeling kinda hungry and Giles always had food. Xander's mouth fell open. He saw Giles in a robe, holding a woman dressed only in a shirt. He took in her long slim legs, red hair,
'OH MY FUCKING GOODNESS. IT"S WILLOW Xander shut his eyes, < just a hallucination> he looked again and saw Giles petting Willow's back and hair, her head barried in his neck.

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Xander couldn't believe his eyes. < Hands, hands he could hear her say. > Giles's had his hands all over her half-naked body! He felt tears well up in his eyes. < How come she didn't tell me. How long has this been going on? They look pretty damn cozy to me. >

Xander turned and left. He felt like somebody kicked him in the stomach. He felt like he was loosing everyone important in his life. He couldn't seem to stop the tears.

Xander was grabbed from behind. A voice, " for someone who dislikes the undead you're walking around in a daze like a neon sign that flashes fresh blood."

Xander recognized deadboy's voice. Angel let him loose, Xander whirled around and connected with the vamp's jaw. Angel's head snapped back, and he managed to duck as Xander swung at him again.

"Easy, Xander… I was just making a point… " He said ducking and trying to deflect Xander's blows. After taking another punch to the gut. Angel vamped out."

" Xander pulled a stake out of his jacket, " how about I make a point for you!"

"That's enough," he said stepping out of range.

Xander charged at him again. Angel knocked the stake away and pinned him to the ground.
Xander continued to swear and damn him.

Angel noted the young man had been crying. He moved off Xander,

" What is it… , what happened.. Is Buffy all right?" Angel asked in concern.

Xander hauled himself to his feet glaring at Angel, "She's fine" he replied, turned his back and walking away.

"Hey, man what is it?" Angel asked moving astride< I've never seen the kid cry before let alone be brave or stupid enough to attack me. >

"Fuck off, like you care, you probably already know." < I'm just Zeppo, donut boy>

"Know what? You're scaring me Harris." Angel replied solemnly

Xander felt his eyes well up with fresh tears. < I can't cry in front of this bastard, he'd love that>

"Is it Cordy?" Angel asked.

Xander snapped, "Giles is screwing Willow!" he shouted. < Great a litter louder I don't think the whole town just heard me. >

"He's messing with her head somehow?" Angel asked puzzled. "No, not Giles, you've misunderstood."

"Do I need to draw you a picture, Deadboy. He's screwing her, getting horizontal, banging, boinking her …fucking her!" he hissed.

Angel's eyes narrowed in disbelief, shook his head, paused… " Have you been drinking, taking drugs Harris?"

"I just came from his house. I saw them together, half dressed, all over one another." He growled

Angel didn't know what to say, < Giles and Willow? > " I'm sorry, I didn't know"

" Yeah, me neither" Xander mumbled and continued walking towards his home.

Willow woke up, her conscious mind knew William was dead. She felt an incredible void; part of her was dead also. She wasn't sure where she was. She looked around and saw Giles sleeping awkwardly in an easy chair; his legs propped up on the bed she inhabited. Willow's mind replayed bits and pieces of the evening before in a flash. Watching her husband killed by a demon. Cold… rage…. Grief…. Giles…. naked shower…< Goddess he's seen me naked …> Willow shook her head, so what.. nothing matters except William, tears formed once again. Willow was suddenly hit with a lightening bolt of inspiration. < Duh Witch extrodinaire, you were ment to be with him, you traveled through time to be with him once, JUST GO BACK AGAIN. I can use my powers; I know what happens with Angelus… I can change things. > Willow practically bounced upon the bed.

"Willow, are you all right?" Giles asked sleepily < Blessed be she looks better, like her old self>

< Uh Oh multiple part test questions followed by a stern lecture coming up; Come on Rosenberg, you've never choked on a test yet. I hate lying … just look at the man he a wreak. >

" What happened Giles?" she croaked. < My throat is killing me>

"Willow, don't you remember?" he asked.

< I can't just look him in the eye and bold face lie to my friend. WILLIAM…. So don't look him in the eye when you lie you ninny>

"No, what am I doing here?" she managed to ask innocently, as she looked away from Giles and arose from bed."

Willow realized she was wearing one of Giles shirts; it barely covered her ass and she didn't have on any underwear. She blushed beat red and glanced back at Giles who was also blushing trying hard to be Mr. Cool. He stood up and stammered…. "Why don't I find you something to wear." He pulled out a pair of black sweatpants and an old Oxford sweatshirt. " I'll just take my things and change in the other room and I'll meet you downstairs and we can talk."

< Think fast girl… Just say you can't remember what happened with the spell, say it didn't work. Buck up and take the lecture…>

Willow smiled as she slipped on the oversized sweatclothes. < I haven't worn anything comfortable in almost three months. … I'm going to have to be careful, I've been away a long time, but everyone here saw me last yesterday morning….. It will take some time to prepare for this time. Hehe.. I have time on my side. I can do research the proper way; ties up any loose ends…make my good-byes. I need to become stronger and more focused in my witchcraft so I can handle any demons… a particular nasty demon 'Angelus' before I go back. Buffy, Eweeee How can she love that monster, I'll kill the bastard… I will be ready when I go back. >

Willow caught sight of herself in the bathroom mirror. < Man I look ten times worse then Giles>
Her complexion was even paler than usual; her eyes were bloodshot and puffy. Willow took a deep breath, time to face G-man.

Upon entering the kitchen she saw Giles removing some scrambled eggs off the stove.
Willow caught a whiff and felt… no… knew she was going to heave. She made it to the sink, and heaved. Giles was by her side " Are you all right… here sit down.." he offered guiding her to a chair.

" I'm fine… water..> She rasped.

Willow continued with her charade of ignorance and selective amnesia with Giles. She admitted to him what she was originally attempting but explained things got very fuzzy after that. Giles was still going strong in his lecture; he had been talking for at least fifteen minutes already.

"… took years off my life Miss. Your good intentions are going to be the death of you… You must vow to not practice witchcraft without my supervision." He said sternly

Her eyes remained downcast as Giles ranted. Willow didn't have to feign guilt and remorse for lying to her mentor and causing him so much distress.

" I'm so sorry Giles" she said tears upon her checks. < I really missed you she thought… you really care about me… more so than my parents…do> Willow stood and hugged Giles.

" It's over now" he clucked

< No not yet, she thought>

Giles insisted on driving her home. He questioned her for the thousandth time if she was feeling well enough to be alone or had any ill effects from the spell.

She thanked Giles; " I'll see you on Monday

Willow ran upstairs and logged on her computer. She began by ordering some more witchcraft supplies over the net and requested then to be shipped fed-ex. Her parent's had left their gold visa card for her before going on their trip to Europe. Next she started searching for powerful protection spells.

Spike lay awake listening to the women snore beside him. He had a smorgasbord of blood tonight before going to the gaming tables. Just before dawn he picked up a fetching brunette to shag. He brought her back to his suite; he was enjoying their sex when he was struck by a strange vision. The women's visage changed before his eyes. Her skin paled, her body became slimmer, …. silky red hair… pert breasts.. He was overwhelmed with lust for this creature. He buried himself into her, thrusting madly and was wracked by an incredibly powerful orgasm. He shouted " Willow." Spike was puzzled as to why this had happened. Why was he besieged by erotic visions of the slayer's shy little witch. < I need to cut back on the variety of blood, too rich before bedtime> His body stirred once again as he thought about this red-haired witch. He rolled over and woke his companion.

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Spike's companion left him at about two in the afternoon. He was knacker out. He had allayed his lust twice more with the woman. Each time the little witch entered his thought… He still felt besieged by some unfulfilled longing. He drifted off into a restless sleep. He dreamed:

He was on a windswept moor. He felt sunlight on his face, and the gentle breeze caressed his face. He watched her running. He could hear her laughter, His heart swelled with pure joy. He chased after her…caught her in his embrace.. twirled her around making her scream in delight. She smelled sweeter than the air. Her scent, lavender and vanilla. He ached to kiss her lips. He captured her lips in a burning kiss. Her lips tasted of strawberries. He sought entrance to her hot inviting mouth. Her teeth scraped and sucked at his bottom lip. He slowly ran his tongue along her top lip; she released his lower lip and sought to duel with his tongue and mouth. He lowered them to the ground. He kissed and licked at her throat. He moved his hands lower to caress her breast through her blouse. She purred and arched her lower body into growing erection. He freed her breast and licked his way around each caramel colored peak. She grabbed at his hair, moaned and pleaded breathlessly. He ran his angular cheeks across first one and then the other. She opened her legs wider, arched up and intertwined her legs behind his knees grinding her pelvis against his rigid member. He pulled away and his heart lurched at her cry. He unfastened her breaches, and pulled them off in frenzy. He divested himself of his pants, and took her head gently between his hand; he drove his cock into her core. He watched her emerald eyes glow as he brought her climax. Her powerful orgasm drove him over the precipice. He cried out her name: Willow.

Spike awoke as his seed soaked the sheets. < I've had a wet dream about the little wench, unbloody believable. > He rolled out of the soiled bed. < The little witch has put some sort of torturous hex on me. She can't still be upset about the little kidnapping thing? I can't let the little mouse get the better of me.
I'll show her not to mess with the likes of me. He started packing his things. He was going back to Sunnydale.

Willow spent six hours straight with research she was starving and had to use the bathroom. She decided to take a break, go over to Xander's and see if he wanted to get a bite to eat. Willow knew Oz was away with the band until Monday. She knew she was going to have to break up with him. She felt guilty. He had always treated her so well. Willow still cared about him, but she knew love and passion and wanted to end things right. Oz can maybe find someone else to love him, before I leave again.

Willow saw Xander playing some hoops in his drive. He was playing so intently he didn't notice her at first. Willow heart leapt for joy, seeking her oldest friend. Xander she called, and rushed forward to hug him. Xander was all hot and sweaty, but she didn't care. Hey she whispered. Xander stood still like a rock, surprised by her embrace. " Hands Will" he said somewhat testily. " Xander, what's the matter she pulled back and teased, get up out of the wrong side of the bed?"

"At least I know whose bed I'm crawling out of."

"What's the matter Xander? She asked with concern in her voice. " Did you have a run in with Cordellia?"

" Nah Wills" he said looking at her with sadness. < How can I stay mad at her? How did we grow so far apart so quickly>?

" I came by to see if you wanted to get something to eat with me. I've got the Visa Gold" she said smiling.

Xander sighed, " I don't know Will's I'm kinda busy". < What if she doesn't tell me about her and Giles? What if she does, then it will seem all too real. >

"Come on… Please… you pick." She pleaded.

"We can call Buffy,"

"No" she said quickly. " Just me and you like old times."

"K. I've got to grab a quick shower."

"Fine" she smiled, following him into the house.
 

Spike left Las Vegas at sunset. He cranked his Olds's cassette player. He sang along with Savage Garden's upbeat tune:

Any time I need to see your face,
I just close my eyes
And I'm taken to a place where
Your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter
In the base of my spine
Sweet like chic-a cherry cola

I don't need to try and explain:
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again, I might move slightly To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball That I need to, I want to

Come and stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a little bit higher
You'll never know what hit you
When I get to you

Ooh, I want you
I'don't know if I need you
But ooh, I die to find out
Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But Ooh I'd die to find out

I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment Getting comfy getting perfect
Is what I live for
But a look, then a smell of perfume
It's like I'm down on the floor
And I don't know what I'm looking for…

< I'll fix the bloody witch. I'll show her who's the big bad demon round
here>
 

Willow knew Xander would want to go to the pizza place on Herald Place, knew what he would want on it. She knew what kind of ice cream he would order. She wondered if she and William would ever have that kind of placid domestic predictability. < Goddess she missed him>

"Hey Wills how's bout we rent some video's and crash at your bachelorette pad?"

" What Xander," she realized she had lost track of what he was saying. "Sorry, do what?"

"I can't tonight I've got so much research to do for Giles. I promised I would have it done by Monday a.m." she fibbed. < Liar, Liar pants on Fire…>

< Yeah I bet, researching innovative sexual positions> Xander's face flamed.

"Gee Xander, You look kinda flushed, not coming down with anything I hope?" she asked sweetly

" Nah, do you want me to walk you by the library?"

"If you want" She paid the bill and they left.

Willow managed to wade through two ancient texts. One of which she had to use her computer translation program to translate from Gaelic. She had learned more about meditation, and it's connection to revitalizing the soul's energy to be more powerful in spell casting. Willow's head ached, and her head started dropping as she nodded off. < I'll just rest for a little while and then I can research some more. I need to be able to do as much as possible when Giles is not here. >

Willow used her keys to let herself intoGiles small office. She took off her shoes, and curled up on her side on the small loveseat and fell quickly asleep.

"Thank you for meeting me Angel."

" Giles, you don't have to thank me, you know I want to help Buffy all I can."

"Yes, as her watcher, my responsibilities are many and may seem at times unorthodox. Her slayer skills are very good, but she continues to need an edge to stay out of harm's way. That's why I've asked you… well the vampire to spar with me. Not only do I expect I shall be challenged greatly, but I can then use the innovative techniques to help push Buffy's skills.
 

"Giles we should have a safe word, to know when to stop sparing" Angel offered

"Yes. Hmm good idea; how about stake?"

Angel nodded, "Ready?"
 

Spike had entered the Sunnydale town limits. < Now where do I find the little nudnik, Lets see where would I be on a weekend night … the bronze; so what place would be most opposite from fun? The school library… if the girl had a social life she have less time to torment innocent vamps. >

Spike was please with his deductive reasoning. He saw light on in the building. He creeped up to peer in the window. Spike saw Angel, game face, beating the crap out of the watcher. This might be entertaining.

Giles was trying his best to deflect the blows Angel threw. < The vamp certainly wasn't holding back. >

Willow was awoken by what sounded like fighting. She rolled off the love seat, opened Giles desk and grabbed a large stake. She opened his office and her breath caught in her throat.

Giles tripped over Willow's abandoned book bag, and started falling backward.

< Tuff break chap> Spike thought.

From out of nowhere, Spike saw the little redheaded witch charging at Angel's back, stake in hand.
The little girl's possessed. Spike had a brief impulse to help his sire, and he also felt like he wanted to applaud the silly girl. < She going to dust
him>

Giles saw Willow as he rolled and shifted from under Angel's lunge. " Stake, he gasped" Angel made effort to move back off Giles. " No.. No.. Willow," Giles shouted and grasped Angel's hand to try and pull him forward and away from Willow's deadly aim.

The momentum of Giles pull, saved Angel from becoming dust, but just barely. Willow buried the stake into Angel back just missing his heart. Angel gasped and fell forward catching himself on his hands. Giles was up and trying to restrain Willow who was know swearing: " I'll kill you … you bloody murdering bastard.. dust.. I saved your sorry soul from hell…. And I'm sending you straight back there"

Willow thrashed about, as Giles tried to calm her " We were just sparing Willow, Angel was not trying to hurt me.

Angel felt his back and arm were on fire. He staggered up and was stunned to hear and see Willow out of control. He moved slowly forward to try and explain. She broke free from Giles grip, and lunged at Angel. She kicked him in the groin and as he rolled into a ball, she went for the stake. Giles had her arms pulling her back before she could remove it from Angel back. She was practically feral, she spit in Angel's face and cried, " You killed him… you murdering bastard… you killed him.."

Giles managed to pull Willow away and wrap her up in arms. She was crying uncontrollably, her legs sagged and Giles picked her up in his arms.

Spike mouth was hanging open. " Who the hell did peaches kill now? What a hellcat!"

He then saw Buffy and Xander rush into the room, alert and ready to fight as they probably heard the commotion from two blocks away.

< Maybe I need to rethink trying to intimidate the witch. >

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Blue Moon Love Part 34 R
Author: Dagney
Email:slhassel@aol.com
Feedback: you bet
Disclaimer: Based on characters created by Joss Whedon. Not for sale. Summary: Willow spell casting sends her back to 19th century England where she fell in love with William and returns to 1999 to meet Spike.

Buffy rushed into the room, "Oh Angel" she cried rushing to his side, helping him up. "What happened? Which way did they go? Is Willow all right" Her eyes darting about the room.

Xander was next to Giles, " Wills, are you hurt?"

Giles started barking orders. Take Angel out of here and tend to his injuries. Xander make some tea with lots of sugar for Willow. I'll explain later he replied, taking the sobbing girl into his office.

Spike finally shut his gaping mouth as a bug flew it. He spit it out and leaned closer to the open window to listen.

"Buffy, can you get the stake out," Angel said weakly.

"This is going to hurt, lean over against the check out desk." She grasped the stake and pulled sharply.

Angel moaned and thought for a moment he might lose consciousness. The wound started to mend.
Buffy guided him over to a chair near the conference table. "Who did this to you?… What happened to Willow?"

"Willow" he replied looking down.

"What? < Strange time for you to develop a sense of humor>

"She saw Giles and I sparing… you know I told you we were going to train together… she came out of nowhere. Luckily Giles saw her coming and.. if he hadn't shifted me out of the way quick enough… well"

"Willow" Buffy repeated, not quite believing her friend was capable of this.

"Why would Willow want to dust you?"

"I don't know, she was wild, feral, swearing and swinging she accused me of murdering someone."
 
 

Xander reentered the library with a cup of hot tea, and wordlessly went into Giles office. Xander found Giles holding Willow on his lap, she was still whimpering softly into his shoulder.
Xander suddenly felt helpless, and uncomfortable. He knelt down and touched Willow's back.

"Will's it's me Xander. He was surprised when she let go of Giles and reached out for him.
"Oh Xander…" he pulled her onto the floor next to him and held her as she cried rocking her back and forth trying to sooth her heart broken. His eyes filled with tears.

Giles felt shaky, he drank the tea, Xander had set down. < What in the bloody hell is going on>?

" Tell me what happened Will's and I'll try and make it better K" Xander offered. < If that monster hurt her I'll stake him myself. >

Willow pulled back, He… He.. < killed my husband> Willow put her hand to her mouth and bit back the words. I lost control and almost blurted out everything.> .. he.. Was going to kill Giles she substituted.

"Willow, no we were just sparing.. training… I think you got frightened and mistook Angel for Angelus.
I think your suffering from some sort of residual effects from the miscast spell. " He explained.

"Whoa, back up… spell?" Xander asked
 

Angel saw the sudden distrust in Buffy's eyes. " I haven't killed anyone.. I think she thought I was trying to kill Giles."

"Since when has meek reliable girl turned into a Tigress" Buffy asked shaking her head, still not knowing what to make of everything.

" Buffy, um.. Giles and Willow are lovers." Angel stated matter of flatly.
 

Spike suddenly felt a cold rage rip through his undead body. < Well I'll rip that Wanker apart.. I'll tear him limb from limb… " She's mine a quite voice echoed throughout his brain. >

Spike shook his head to clear his raging thoughts. < Maybe the witch has cast some sort of attraction spell that has ensnared those poor bastards and me too? >

" Did you hit your head when, you and Giles were fighting" she asked

" Buffy, Xander saw them, he was so shaken up… I think he's in love with her. I kinda feel sorry for the guy." He said.

"Ah Ha I knew it she's enchanted everyone, Well not this demon, no sir rea."

Giles came out of the office, and inquired about Angel's condition. Giles noticed the venomous glare Buffy gave him but was too preoccupied with this business with Willow to get into some sort of scene with Buffy.

Angel said he was fine, a little weak. He asked if he could see Willow to… explain.. Apologize.

Buffy, snorted, "she's the one who should appologize to you"

" Buffy, I don't want to leave things like this between us… she's always been a friends to me.. " he added sadly.

Spike, tsked. < Even soul boys caught in her trap. I've seen enough for one night; I had better find shelter before dawn and think about this some more. >

Giles discouraged Angel request, " We've just got her calmed down, I'd rather she not get overset again. Xander and I are going to bring her home. I can explain more tomorrow."

" Yeah, you've got an awful lot of explaining to do." Buffy said angrily. "Come on Angel, I'll see you back to the mansion."

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Willow fell asleep in the car as Giles and Xander brought her home. Giles explained to Xander about the attempted spell Willow had tried to bind Angel's soul forever, and his belief that Willow was still experiencing some untoward effects from it.

"To bad she didn't dust him" Xander snorted.

As they got to Willow's Xander unlocked the door and Giles carried the sleeping Willow in. Giles asked if Xander was going to stay with her. After seeing the scene in his office he deduced that Xander was the one Willow had taken as a lover.

Xander interpreted Giles question as his awkward way of saying he wanted to be alone with his best friend.

"She'll be safe here with you; parental units will be wondering where I am this late" he said sadly.

Giles placed Willow upon her own bed and pulled up the covers. He loosened his shirt, took off his shoes and sat in a large rocking chair near her bed.
 

Spike had gone back to the old warehouse. He couldn't help but think back to the last time he was here he had the little witch and her puppy dog captive. < I should of have the wench then and been done with. Spike kept thinking about the watcher and the hacker. He was too keyed up to sleep; this joint is an unholy mess. I'll tidy up a tad. He turned on his portable CD player and sang along with Smashing Pumpkins Adore:

It's you that I adore... you will always be my whore...you'll be a mother to my child, and a child to my heart ...we must never be apart

We must never be apart,... lovely girl you're the beauty in my world... without you there aren't reasons left to find... and I'll pull your crooked teeth... you'll be perfect just like me...you'll be a lover in my bed and a gun to my head.... we must never be apart

We must never be apart...lovely girl you're the murder in the world... dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind to die... drinking mercury to the mystery of all that you are...should you ever leave behind in time... in you I see dirty... In you I count stars, In you I feel so pretty... In you I taste God... In you I feel so hungry.. In you I crash cars.

We must never be apart.. drinking mercury to the mystery... of all that ever seek to find lovely girl.. you're the murder in the world... dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind. In time we must never be apart.. you'll always be my whore.. cause your the one that I adore.....

< Maybe I should vamp the little witch>

Giles awoke to the sound of pounding. He woke up his body was aching all over. < That's what you get for fighting with a vamp, old man.> His neck was so stiff and painfully tilted to the side. < I most definitely too old for this. > He saw Willow was still sound asleep, she seemed to have a smile on her lips.

Giles limped downstairs his neck tilted at an odd angle. < Who can it be at this hour> He saw the hall clock it was nearly 11:00 a.m.

"Buffy, keep it down Willow's still sleeping."

Buffy had dropped by Giles and realized he had not slept at his house, if Xander and Angel were right she expected to find him at Willow's. She couldn't help but still be surprised when he answered the door; his hair all messed up his shirt untucked and barefoot. Buffy had never seen her watcher mussed before.

Buffy noted the odd angle Giles was holding his neck, as she walked in. She got a bad case of the wiggens as she flashed to Giles and Willow... having sex.... Buffy wasn't sure why this upset her so but it did.

" What's the matter Giles, Willow too much women for you?" she blurted out.

He looked at her at flushed. "I guess the mistress of pain thingie is for real huh?" she continued.

"See here young lady" he blushed turning an even darker shade of red. " What are you implying exactly"

"I know all about you and Willow whoopee making Xander told Angel and he told me." She snapped.

Giles sat down on the couch before he fell over. "What he said wrenching his neck upright" < I must be in some sort of alternate universe>

" I am not...not.. making love to Willow" he stammered. "Where ever did that boy get such a crazy idea?"
Giles mind flashed to the night before last. < The boy must have seen something.. us on the couch? >

"I think I can clear this up. You should be ashamed of yourself, thinking.. well thinking" he flushed as a vision of wet naked Willow went through his mind and him... < stop it, for God's sake> Giles cleared his throat, " Actually as usual magic is involved and Willow was trying to help both you and Angel." Giles went on to explain about Willow's attempt to bind Angel's soul and the horrible shape he had found her in suffering from shock and hypothermia. He explained how Xander must have seen him comforting the poor child.

Buffy felt kind of guilty about all her evil thought towards Giles and her best friend Willow.

~~~~~~~
 
 

Willow was dreaming about William. She was marrying him again. Her William was dressed in a tuxedo, and he had short blond hair like Spike. He was wearing dark sunglasses. They were both standing in Witches Hollow. The sunshine was warm on Willow's open backed dress. Giles was walking her to an open-air arboretum. Buffy and Xander were there also. William was smiling, Willow felt tears of joy. Nothing was going to tear them apart again.

Willow awoke, and reality asserted itself. I almost blew everything last night.
Willow heard voices after coming out of the bathroom. She heard Giles and Buffy. As Willow came downstairs, Buffy hugged her. " How are you feeling Will, Giles explained you were still experiencing some side effects from the spell. It was nice of you to try and help but Giles is right, you've got to watch the hocus-pocus stuff."

Giles went into the kitchen to make some tea.

"Thanks Buff, I kinda went psycho last night, confusing Angel and Angelus" < How can she love that monster, there one and the same, it's only a matter of time before he turns again>

"Angel's been real worried about you too," Buffy added.

"Tell him I'm just fine." Willow said flatly.

"Will's I gotta go, Mom roped me into going to this Sunday Brunch event. You could come along, there's supposed to be this awesome buffet; eggs benedict, waffles, crepes, greasy bacon" Buffy offered.

Willow felt suddenly very nauseous, it was almost like she could smell the bacon. She knew she was going to be sick, she didn't think she could make it to the bathroom, Kitchen, she bolted and collided with Giles. He fell backwards upon his ass, and Willow half landed on him. She wretched in his lap.

Giles lay there looking stunned < saint's above, I'm too old for this>

Giles sent Buffy on her way, and got himself and Willow cleaned up. Willow was still looking a bit green.
Giles made her tea and toast and she was getting some of her color back. Willow apologized profusely.
Giles noted that there wasn't much food in the house. Giles insisted that she remain home and rest. He said that magic and strong emotions don't mix well. Willow had heard similar information from Aaron. < I wish he was here to help me> Giles explained that the difficult spell probably left her aura supercharged and that her two episodes of distress contributed to her emotional upset. Giles said rest and relaxation should restore her to her normal equilibrium.
He told Willow he would go out to the store and buy a few things to tide her over till she felt better.

Willow was grateful, but anxious to get started on her magic skill building lessons< damn my bookbag is still at school> Willow called Xander, he asked how she was feeling and teased her about almost dusting Angel. He could always make her laugh. She explained that Giles had her under house arrest and could he get her bookbag from the library. Xander said he would be glad to.

Xander borrowed his Dad's car. He zipped by the library and dropped Will's stuff off. She said she would call him later. His mother asked him to stop at the supermarket and pick her up some stuff. She gave him a list. He realized as he got towards the end of the list his mom had asked him to pick up tampons. < God did that women have no clue how embarrassing this was. Xander walked over to the hygiene products. He was looking around carefully so as not to be seen by anybody he might know. Xander was surprised to see Giles and was about to open his mouth to make some sort of smart remark, but he noticed Giles looking intently at two different home pregnancy tests. <
Why would Giles be looking at….. NO NO NO NO SHE CAN'T BE … How could he
be so irresponsible to get her knocked up, Christ he got to be at least
forty…. No wonder he wants her home resting. > Xander left the store without any purchases.

Giles was checking to see which box had more accurate results. < I hope I'm wrong about this. Damn that young Xander. She has several signs. This could be very dangerous for her as an untrained Witch; her fluctuating hormonal levels can play havoc with her abilities. She could really do some damage. Not to mention this is the hellmouth and many nasty creatures are attracted by this kind of unbridled psychic energy. Now I just need to work up the courage to speak to the girl about this.

Giles returned with groceries and, said he really wanted to speak to Willow about something important. Willow wasn't in the mood for another lecture; she needed to start her spell casting exercises. She begged off complaining of a bad headache and being very tired. She said she would see Giles tomorrow at the library and they could talk then. Giles agreed but made her promise to not leave the house and to eat properly. She agreed, thanked him and saw him on his way.

Aaron felt his sortilege's energy immediately upon entering this timeline. Although he was a very powerful warlock, he was not familiar with this century. The many things he had seen amazed him. Aaron new how to be patient. He didn't get to live to be 1200 years old and be careless. He knew he would have to scope the situation out carefully. Last time things had nearly been ruined. Thank the evil spirits that he had the trusting witch explain about the time travel spell and the use of a talisman as a beacon. Aaron held up the silver locket. He had placed several strands of Willow's hair inside.

Willow spent most of the afternoon reading the ancient text she had translated via computer program last night. The text explained how one could use their own natural energy levels to enhance and focus spell so that their outcome could be amplified. The book gave examples of how basic emotions like love, anger and lust, and joy if focused on and channeled could produce extraordinary results. The text explained how dangerous a witch could be if her emotions were out of control or undisciplined. The text referenced sickness, a women menses and pregnancy as times of more unpredictable results. The text stressed how important good self care, diet, sleep, refraining from using any sort of mind altering substances. It also recommended meditating to clear the mind before attempting any spell. It suggested that the most primitive emotions like lust and anger could be easiest to produce results.

Willow was feeling kind of tired and decided to take a nap, have a bite to eat and meditate for at least an hour.

Angel had talked to Buffy who had explained that Willow was better, although she did laugh about Willow getting sick all over Giles. She shared what Willow had tried to do for him. Angel was again amazed at Willow's selflessness and compassion. Angel wanted, no needed to talk to Willow make sure she was all right. He would tell her he was grateful for her efforts but make her promise not to do anything that could endanger herself.

Spike had restless sleep during the day. He dreamed about the witch again, erotic dreams were interspersed with dreams about her being is some sort of danger. He kept seeing a tall, dark haired man menacing her and the redhead calling out for his help. He was going to pay her a little visit and have her un hex him, or he would … he would.. He hadn't decided what exactly he would do. Spike prided himself on acting on his impulses. Yes, he didn't live to be over a hundred without good instincts.

Angel approached the Rosenberg house from the backyard. He knew her parents were away and didn't want noisy neighbors gossiping. As he approached the house, his ears were assailed by very loud music. The music was so loud the windows were vibrating. Angel looked in a side window.

Willow was wearing a sheer beige nightgown. The room was light up with close to one hundred candles.
The nightgown clung seductively to her body. Angel unconsciously licked his lips as his eyes roamed over her unobstructed view of her body. Willow was singing along her eyes were closed, and her whole body was gyrating in movement to the heavy percussion undertones. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She sang:

" You abused me in a way that I've never know

You abused me in a way that I've never know

So break me, shake me, hate me, take me over,

<He noted she was levitating several objects in the room. There was a hairbrush, an empty two-liter soda bottle, and several ice cubes. The objects seemed to move in some type of synchronous rhythm along with the movements of her hips and arms. >

However his eyes feasted on her beautiful body. He could see her breasts and areolas clearly threw the material. He saw the tight ass and glimpsed the dark curls between her legs. Both the demon and man responded, he knew he should move away, but his legs wouldn't respond. All the blood in his body was surging to his cock.

"So you're the kind that deals with the games in the mind Well you confuse me in a way that I've never known So break me, shake me, hate me, take me over, When the madness stops then you will be alone"

Angel groaned and his hand moved to his surging cock.

Spike heard the music blaring two blocks away, < Savage Garden> He sensed a vamp as he rounded the house from the back yard. He was stunned to see Angel peeping in the witch's window. He was even more suprised to hear his sire moan in desire.

Spike looked into the looked into the nearest window and his unbreath caught. <She was practically naked, dancing.. if that's what you could call the gyrations and movement.
She.. she.. just rubbed her hands over her nipples. Spike could see them harden and felt himself harden as well. She was singing along with the music and the rattling of the window set his teeth to rattling and throbbing in time with his burgeoning erection. She was like a hot flame calling to his every nerve. He felt her heat through the window. He swore he could smell lavender, vanilla and her womanly essence. Her tongue snaked out of her pouty lips and licked the air. He thought he might com on the spot. He noticed the ice cube flew across the room into her mouth. She crunched down on it. >

Spike heard Angel hiss. Spike tore his gaze away from the red haired siren to see Angel unzipping his pants.
Spike impulses told him to beat the bloody wanker to death. How dare he jerk off watching his women? His game face in place he launched himself at the older vamp.

" You bloody peeping pervert" Spike tackled Angel to the ground.

Angel was stunned to see his childe, He felt at somewhat at a disadvantage. Angel quickly noted that Spike had a raging erection much like himself.

" What the hell are you doing looking in Willow's window" he barked smacking the blond vamp upside the head."

" Keep away from her or I'll dust you, she's mine." Spike hissed, kicking Angels legs out from under him.

Buffy and Giles had been out patrolling and Giles suggested they stop by Willow's to check on her. As they rounded the street corner, they heard very loud music, noticed the neighbors across the street were on their front porch watching two men beat the crap out of one another on the Rosenberg's front lawn. Buffy swore it's Angel and Spike.

Meanwhile Willow not hearing the commotion because of the music continued to dance about using her sexual energy to practice a levitation spell.
 

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