Aaron suddenly felt a strong surge of Willow's pain and anguish. " Yes " he gasped out loud.

" Are you going to mentally masturbate all night or help find her? Angelus asked.

" None of this would be necessary, if you had been able to kill the damn cretin in the first place" Aaron replied hotly."

" Can you tell if were getting close?" Angelus asked.

" I can feel her fear and pain". Aaron smiled.

" The two men I tortured both claimed to have seen him near by." I can have a little fun with him before I kill him no?" Angelus grinned.

" Absolutely, the pimple has crossed me and he will die a very painful death" Aaron vowed. < He will also be doomed to suffer an eternity without any recollection or memory of his sortilege. >

Spike watched helpless as Willow responded to a painful mental flashback. He wanted so much to comfort her, but knew any physical contact would only likely reinforce her fear. Spike empathized with her turmoil. Spike recalled the trauma of William's being raped at an early age. Spike also remembered being raped by Angelus before being turned. Spike felt a wave of guilt thinking he had set off this episode because of his physical proximity and restraint to prevent her from injuring herself. < I've had her only about 10 hours, I mucked things up at least four times over already. How am I going to keep her sane and safe until we leave for Sunnydale? >

Willow was cowering in the corner of the cottage. Spike got down on the floor and called her name softly.
" Willow, Willow, your safe…I'm not going to let anything hurt you. "Willow your safe here." I'm not going to hurt you." Willow.. please let me help you."

Willow heard William's voice, her gaze cleared and she saw him sitting on the floor. < Why is he on the floor? < Why am I on the floor? >

Spike knew that Willow was coming back to the present, he continued to speak to her softly giving resurrance.

" Oh Will, Xander.. Xander.. was.. he tried to… hurt me.. " she sobbed.

" I know baby, I know.. He can't hurt you now. I won't let anyone hurt you." " Come let me help you lie down all right? " " Let's get up the drafty floor." Spike offered holding his hand out to her.

Willow took his hand, she wanted him to hold her close and tell her everything would be all right.

Spike wanted to hold her tight and reassure her. He refrained because he didn't want to frighten her any more.

He led her over to the cot and covered her up with a blanket. He gave her a glass of water.

" Willow your emotionally exhausted, please try and get some sleep, I'm going to sit right here if you need anything." He said pointing to the chair next to the cot.

Willow had been sleeping for about an hour. Spike lay his hand over hers. He lay his head down on the bed, his hair barely brushing her hip.

William awoke to the sound of the door crashing open. He jumped up but Aaron and a yellow-eyed demon had him pinned to the floor.

The demon smiled, and leaned down and licked and bite into William's ear ripping off half the lobe.

He yipped in surprise and pain.

The demon licked at the blood and said into William's ear, " I'm going to show ya exactly what I'm going to do to your wife. " Let's see if I can make you scream more than her."

William lost consciousness several times as he was brutalized by the demon. He prayed repeatedly that his wife would be safe. <If he's here then she must have escaped. Please, Please I'd give up my eternal soul to keep her safe. > Those were William's last thoughts as Angelus drained his body. Angelus was impressed with the mortal's perseverance under his savage ministration. Angelus thought that if the minion he could make had half the fortitude as the mortal than he would be greatly pleased. Aaron recited the spell over the dying man as Angelus restored new life to the body.

A sharp pain in her right hand awakened Willow. She heard the sounds of whimpering. She sat up and realized that William had fallen asleep his head rested upon the cot and his hand was crushing her's. William's head shot up and he let out an anguished cry, …. "Noooo, Willow!"

" You've had a bad dream, It's all right." Willow said.

Spike dropped to the floor on his knees, he pulled Willow into a fierce hug. " They killed me… tried to take you away" he babbled. " I'll not loose you… I'll not forget you.." he wept.

Willow stroked William's hair and neck. " Shhshhh, you've just had a bad dream, it's OK."

Spike pulled back, " No… it happened .."

Willow's heart constricted as she took in this man's pain filled eyes, handsome face and blood red tears.

Willow's eyes narrowed and she looked into her husband's blue orbs, she moved her hand and caressed his angular cheek, wiping away a bloody tear; Spike?"

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"Spike?" Willow asked caressing a bloody tear off his warm cheek.

Spike closed his eyes tight to stop his tears, and regain control. " I'm sorry Red, I.."

Spike realized Willow had her hands on his cheeks and was looking at him with concern and uncertainty.

Both jumped back from the other; Willow farther back upon the cot, and Spike fell back and landed on his ass.

< What is going on? Have I gone insane? Nothing is making any sense. First I'm with William.. then back in Sunnydale with Spike… Then back with William…. And now with Spike? And Xander wouldn't hurt me would he? > Willow's mind spun with conflicting images and events.

< Oh Shit, did she just call me Spike? Damn if the pup wasn't right.. she's too smart.. Cor.. I'm crying like some baby.. Angelus… Aaron.. > Images and events from William's lifetime and his re-experiencing his recent death flashed before his mind. As Spike looked Willow in the eye, his recent fear for her safety coalesced into fear that she was going to kill him.

He put his head down into his hands, and muttered; " I know you're a might confused, Red if you'll let me I think I can explain… although to tell the complete truth… I'm not sure if I really understand myself."

Willow stared, feeling numb. She felt like she had been on an emotional roller coaster and wasn't sure what to feel or think anymore.

" Let's start out simple." She said. " What's the kitten's name?" she asked pointed to the black and white fuzz ball sleeping at the end of the cot.

"Saber" Spike replied wondering if this wasn't some ploy to distract him with calm and reason only so she could supprize him and stake his sorry ass.

" Who am I?" she asked pointing at herself.

Spike looked into her emerald eyes, and stated clearly" Willow Ann Rosenberg"…. "Ashton" he whispered..

< Ah, I saw a spark of something in her eyes just then>

" You are?" she drawled

" Spike, formerly know as William the bloody, previously know as William Ashton" he answered.

"Good… Good" Willow repeated, nodding her head, hands pulling her hands through her hair.

" Let's play a different game K?" she said flatly.

Spike looked at her cautiously, < Is she coherent or stark raving mad> and nodded.

" Category for $100." Willow pointed at Spike, " Likes or hates Willow?"

" Rupert Giles?"

"Likes"

" Buffy Summers?"

" Likes"

" Saber"

" Dislikes"

"William?"

"Head over heels"

"Dru?"

" I think she would probably hate you Red."

" Angel?"

"Wants in your pants?"

"Principle Synder?"

" Pretends to hate you but secretly likes you"

"Xander"

" Silly pup is in love with you"

"Angelus"

" Wants in your pants"

" Spike?"

" Look Pet, You don't have to worry about me; it's the bloody Warlock Aaron that the biggest threat now." Spike replied. " He's the one that been messing with your head. He's got some serious power manipulating your thoughts and feelings." " He gets his jollies by causing pain and anguish, and you little witch have been his number one obsession. He's been putting horrible thoughts into your head about how your friends have betrayed you." He explained.

Willow smiled in relief, and sighed; " Thank goodness, You won't believe some of the incredible things I thought were true." She said giggling.

. < Good, she's starting to smile, she understands, maybe this next 29 days won't be as bad as I thought, and we can be back in Sunnydale…> He smiled.

" ..For a minute I thought I had sex with you and was pregnant." She said laughing and rolling her eyes

Spike scowled, " Pet, maybe we should go back to playing the game show again?"

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Willow stopped laughing, as she caught a look of pain cross Spike's face.

Spike felt agonizing pain shoot through his body causing him to curl into a tight ball. His game face appeared and he howeled in pain and rage.

Willow was startled and scared as she saw Spike writhe on the floor. Bleeding wounds appeared his face and neck, blood soaked through his shirt and pants.
< Goddess what's happening to him? > She moved off the bed to aid him.

Spike realized that his demon body was reliving his reanimation after his mortal death at Angelus's hands. He was in agony and needed to feed to heal his wounds. Part of Spike's still functioning brain wonder how this could be happening; was it due to the magical side effect due to the spells cast by Aaron or Giles, or some sort of cosmic righting of the space time line.

He could smell her blood, hear it pumping wildly through her body. He

Willow stopped, short of touching him and stepped back. She didn't know what was happening to Spike she wanted to help him, there was so much blood, but if he lost control she and her baby were dead.

Spike was close to the door and was attempting to raise up and open it. He muttered, " cast protection spell… I can't get back in…" he pulled Willow's old charm bracelet from his pocket, dropping it onto the cottage floor. " get home". Spike fells out the door, and managed to crawl only three feet towards the animals caged animals before he appeared to pass out.

Willow stood frozen for what seemed like an eternity, shocked yet again this by this recent event. Her addled brain tried to make sense of what was happening. < He's dying you fool, help him! >

Willow turned and grabbed a knife off the table and ran out the door. She quickly moved to the rabbit's cage, grasped it and started dragging it towards Spike. < Please don't die, Please don't die> she repeated over and over to herself.

Spike's demon smelled blood near and tried to regain consciousness. Willow opened the cage and tried to grasp a struggling rabbit. It bit, scratched and clawed at her in fear somehow sensing death. Willow used the knife and stabbed the creature; she was repulsed by her own actions. < Help him, help him help him>.
Her heart beat in tempo with her mantra, the rabbit's blood spraying her hands. She lifted the dying creature to Spike's mouth. He groaned and fed in his semi conscious state. Willow, turned and repeated her actions. After draining a dozen animals, Spike was able to crawl and stagger toward the larger ox. Willow turned her head as the animal bellowed in fear.

Spike fed off the beast for several minutes, he moved away sated, and feel to the ground and entered a deep healing sleep.

Willow approached Spike cautiously, she thought he should have gotten enough blood. His blood soaked features had returned to their handsome human form. It looked like the wounds were slowly healing.

Willow saw the sky start to brighten against the horizan. < I need to get him inside or he's toast. >

She began to remove his blood soaked shirt. Willow couldn't help but gasp at the still apparent bit marks about his chest that were regenerating. Spike groaned softly under her gentle hands. She placed her arms under his shoulders and began to drag him back towards the cottage. She needed to stop twice to rest, as he was dead weight. < Duh, Wills to bad Xander isn't here to crack a stupid joke. >
Once she crossed the threshold with him she removed his blood soaked pants.

She went outside and got several pails of water brought them into the house and began to heat some water over the fire. Willow dragged him closer to the cot, his body leaving more bloody streaks on the floor. Willow began to wash the blood away from his injuries. Willow was again puzzled as to what occurred and how Spike's body seemed to be regenerating the savage wounds before her eyes. He continued to sleep like the dead. < funny> She stripped of her bloody clothing and washed her face, arms and hands. She knew she couldn't lift him up to the cot, so she removed the small mattress and placed it on the floor. She was able to roll his body onto it. She was shaking with cold and shock. She built up the fire and felt like she was going to collapse. She sat next to Spike on cot and ran her hands over his human face. She lay down next to him on the small mattress, covered them with the wool blanket and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Spike awoke and felt a warm body nestled against his side. He smelled Willow and felt her beating heart and warm breath tickle his neck. Her hand was lying across his chest atop where his heart lay unbeating. He realized he was naked and her body was radiating warmth into his cold one. He quickly noted that Willow was almost nude herself. He could feel her bare legs intertwined with his. His left hand rested upon her satin clad bottom. He could feel her pebbled nipples pressed against his cold chest through his thin cotton chemise. He inhaled her unique essence and thought I must be dreaming.

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Spike tried to make sense of what had happened. He remembered agony, great pain, and the impulse to feed off Willow. < No, I didn't did I? > He shifted up upon his arms grabbing Willow's head between his hands. She opened her green eyes and started into his blue ones. " Is everything OK she asked uncertainly? Are you in pain?"

Spike ran his hands down her neck and along her throat feeling for any puncture wounds or blood.
He pulled his hand away and saw and smelled dried blood, " No.. Please tell me I didn't he pushed away from her?"

Willow sat up, " I must have missed a spot," she said without concern.

Spike stood up and ranted " Oh no.. I tried not to" and began to pace in front of the fire.

Willow stared at the very pale, very naked Spike. She couldn't help staring at his tight ass, long sinew legs, taunt abdomen and his dark curls surrounding his manhood.

Spike stopped his self-loathing tirade as he felt Willow's gaze upon his body. " Red"

Willow looked him in the eyes, blushing. And gave him a crooked little smile.

He felt himself harden as she looked into his eyes.

" I'm fine," she said

" How are you feeling?" she asked her voice cracking.

" I'm glad it's not obvious… where are my pants?" < Damn witch, all I want to do is fuck that silly smug smile off her face. It's a good things she pregnant. >

"They were all bloody so I took them off and cleaned you up." She replied matter of factly.

Spike moved to the trunk in the corner and rummaged about and pulled out a pair of pants.

Spike began pulling on a clean pair of pants. Saber scampered stealthy and pounced upon his trailing pants leg. Spike saw her just as he was about to put his leg in, and in trying to avoid stepping on her lost his balance and crash backward upon his ass.

Willow burst out in laughing. " Need some help" she giggled " Saber, naughty girl"

Spike stood up and turned his back to her as her pulled his pants up and managed to stuff his semi-erect penis into them. " Don't know what's so bloody funny" he mumbled.
" What hex you did…. I could have killed you! " He bellowed, moving towards her.

Willow rose from the mattress, " No, You're too much like William.. you would never hurt me."

" Your precious William is dead, and I'm a blood sucking Demon," he gasped grabbing her by the shoulders.

" I know," she said softly,… "I know" She moved closer to him and caressed his face with her hand. " I know Spike, you'd not hurt me either."

" Goddess, your warm… how…." She asked running her fingers across his bottom lip.

" Bloody magic spell of Giles." < She's driving me mad WITH DESIRE>
 

Spike pulled back from her caresses and saw a look of hurt run across Willow's face.

He moved away, and asked, " What happened?"

" I'm not really sure," she said, picking up the mattress and placing it back upon the bed. One minute you were sitting and the next you were in pain and bleeding to death. " It's when they changed him, right?" she asked softly.

" Yes," he replied, yes' Angelus tortured me.. and Aaron put some sort of spell on me so I would forget you, when I was turned."

" But you know me?" she asked with concern.

" I do now, but I think the time travel you did changed things. When I was first vamped in the alley, with you watching, That wasn't supposed to happen that way. I was supposed to die in London.. You messed with time somehow at least temporarily. Aaron brought you back again through time to several days before the episode in the alley. This time I was killed in London, that me in 1869, likely won't remember you, but the me from 1999 who is here with you in 1869 re-experienced this event somehow and I remember most everything."

" I couldn't stop him from killing William. I tried.. but I stopped them from killing you." She sighed.

" Why?" Spike asked looking at her.

" I couldn't just watch you die and do nothing!" " I'm not some kind of monster," she said defensively.

" I know Red, but I am." Spike replied.

" No, there is a part of you that is ruled by the demon at times… but your much more.."

" Much more what?" he asked his eyebrows raised in curiosity.

" Your much more a man.. .a sensitive,… passionate man." she stammered

" Don't confuse me with your dead husband Pet" he growled.

"I know the difference, William was sweet and loving… and your… your… hurt and angry and afraid" she babbled.

" Me," " Afraid of what?" He scoffed.

" Me" she said

"You?" He laughed, "little flame-haired witch frightens big bad me."

Willow crossed her arms across her chest, listening to Spike's denial.

Spike's gaze was drawn to the soft swell of her breasts peaking out above her chemise.
He swallowed hard, " That's bloody ridiculous" he said his voice responded huskily.

Willow moved closed to him put her hands on his naked chest, leaned in and said " Boo" softly, mirth shining in her eyes.

Spike closed his eyes to blot out her intense gaze. Willow leaned up on and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Spike's eyes flew open and looked into her emerald eyes dark with desire. < She wants me… me…>

He pulled her into his arms and grabbed her head between his hands and rained soft kisses upon her neck and ear. " Don't be silly Red, I'm not afraid on the likes of you."

Willow rubbed her hands over Spike's pebbled nipples. He let out a small gasp and stuck his tongue in her ear. " Play nice"

Willow ran her hands up his chest and snaked them around the back of his neck and pulled herself up against Spike's hard body.

She gasped as her core brushed against his erection. "Mmmm, you feel so good" she kissed along his jaw line and licked his Adam's apple and sucked upon it gently, taking it into her mouth.

" Ohhhhh" he hissed, Red, " Things are getting a bit out of hand don't you think… What about the baby?" he gasped as she lowered her hands and pinched his ass.

" I think the baby was conceived right here in front of the fire… you do remember that rainy afternoon," she cooed, looking him in the eye.

" I can't forget a single moment I spend with you>" He kissed her upon the lips increasing his pressure against her mouth. Willow tease him by keeping her lips tightly sealed and moved her head slightly.

"Invite me in" he whispered into her ear, nibbling upon the lobe.

" I want you all the way in" she murmured giving him butterfly kisses across his cheeks, before she sucked on his bottom lip.

Spike grabbed her hips and lifted her off the ground. He entered her mouth with a savage intensity, taking away her already labored breathing. Willow locked her legs behind his waist. She keened into his mouth as she felt his cock touch her soaked core.

He sat down upon the bed, with Willow sitting upon his lap. He lowered her chemise with his palms and he continued to suck and nip at the inside of her mouth.

Willow pulled away to catch her breath. " He lowered his head and latched onto a freed nipple and squeezed her other nipple tightly between his thumb and forefinger. "God " she shrieked and arched against him, her hands clawing at his back.

Willow called out his name. " Spike" and rocked her wet channel up against his cock.

" What, I didn't hear that?" he teased, moving his mouth to the opposite nipple sucking it greedily and sharply pinching her already throbbing nipple from which his mouth just left.

" Spike" she growled

He pushed his hands under her ass lifting her cheeks, and caressed and pinching them, as her clit ground against the underside of his erect cock.

" What" he whispered

" Spike, please she begged.

He tore her sating panties down the back and snaked one of his hands foward following the channel between her ass cheeks. He stuck his pinky in her anus.

" Spike"" she yelled jumping up, her breast slamming into his hard chest, her clit just grazing the head of his penis. She pushed him back upon the mattress with her hands and kneeled over his cock, she grasped it at its base her fingers tickled by his dark curly hair and impaled herself. It was Spike's turn to jump up and yell out Willow. " She pushed his chest back upon the mattress and ran her hands across his chest. Her eyes locked onto his daring him to move. Willow started to use her knees and thigh muscles to pump up and down on his marble phallus, crying out with sharp gasps as her oversensitive clit ground against his pelvis. Spike put his hands upon her hips and helped her piston up and down. He lifted his torso and let his tongue lick her breast each time she rose and fell against his center. He moved his head and bit down softly on her other nipple. Willow clawed at his back, screaming his name "SPIKE" as her body was ravaged by an incredibly powerful organism.

Spike shot his seed into her as she shouted his name and felt her inner walls milk him. He shouted out her name like an echo, " Willow". She fell upon his chest, mewling and panting . He held her close and whispered, I love you Red, I love you so much."

"I know, she replied, I' know and kissed him. She moved her lips across his cheeks and nuzzled against his neck. " I love you too Spike."
 

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