Willow opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She felt something cool
                 against her flesh and glanced to her right. Startled, she sat up and looked
                 wide eyed at the vampire beside her. "Spike?"
 

                 Spike's blue eyes watched her cautiously. "Shh, luv. You've had a bit of a
                 shock."
 

                 "Wh..wh..where am I?" she stuttered, looking around the unfamiliar room.
 

                 "Home" he simply said.
 

                 "What?" she said, her voice soft. She suddenly saw a vase of flowers and
                 froze. A blush started to creep up her neck and across her cheeks. "You."
 

                 Spike just looked at her, his eyes unreadable. "Me."
 

                 "But...why me?" she asked softly, glancing at her hands that were holding the
                 sheet tightly.
 

                 "I don't bloody well know" he said, looking at her in surprise. She had
                 almost died because her damn friends had allowed it and she wanted to know
                 why he had fallen in love with her? Silly chit.
 

                 "I mean....I'm not pretty or the type that would cause lust in a guy like
                 you." She continued, trying to understand why he had chosen her. She felt his
                 fingers brush against her face as he lifted her chin up.
 

                 "Yes. You. Are." He said, his lips claiming hers. He heard her gasp as he
                 pulled her against him. This felt right. She belonged to him. He pulled back,
                 his eyes raking over her face. "How do you feel?"
 

                 "Good" she said, her voice soft. Suddenly, she understood what he really
                 meant. She felt his hands gently touch her throat. "Buffy let me die!"
 

                 "I didn't let you die" he said, his eyes burning into hers.
 

                 "No" she said softly, "You didn't."
 

                 "He hurt you" Spike said, brushing the bruises.
 

                 "Not much" she replied. "Buffy hurt me worse."
 

                 "She's a bitch" Spike said.
 

                 "I know" Willow said, sighing. She looked at him, wondering why she didn't
                 feel afraid. Instead of fear, she felt desire and love. She licked her lips,
                 her eyes on his lips. She couldn't believe that Spike was her secret admirer.
                 He had watched over her for two months. She felt his fingers brush against
                 the valley between her breasts as he caressed the cameo. Her breathing became
                 ragged as she felt his coolness. She suddenly sniffled, "She was going to let
                 me die....just a sorry Willow. My god...what if you hadn't been there?"
 

                 "Shh....don't worry, pet. She can't hurt you now. No one can. I won't let
                 them. You're mine" Spike said, his eyes catching hers.
 

                 "It just hurts." She said. "Knowing she didn't care enough to even think
                 about it. My life was so unimportant to her...to them all."
 

                 "Get some sleep" Spike said, hating the disappointment and regret her voice
                 held.
 

                 "No" she said, shaking her head. "Oh my god, Faith. She thinks I'm dead."
 

                 "They all do" Spike said, sighing. "You need some sleep."
 

                 "I need to call her....tell her that I'm ok..." Willow added shyly, "Tell her
                 about you."
 

                 He grinned at her words, "You can tell her about me later. Right now, you
                 don't need to be talking to anyone. Let Bitchy think she killed you."
 

                 Willow smiled at his use of Faith's name for Buffy. He must have been
                 watching them and listening all the time. "You know, you're right. BUT, Faith
                 should know. I don't want her to be worried. She won't tell Buffy. She hardly
                 talks to her anymore."
 

                 Spike smiled, "We can tell Faith tomorrow. Right now, you're tired. Hell,
                 woman. You almost died tonight. Can't you think about yourself for once?"
 

                 "I didn't die though" she said softly, chewing on her bottom lip. "Someone
                 saved me."
 

                 "You're ok with all this?" he asked, amazed that she had accepted it so
                 easily. She hadn't batted an eye when finding out he was her admirer except
                 to wonder why he had chosen her.
 

                 "Very ok" she said, bringing her hand up to enclose his and the cameo. "These
                 last few months....you're what got me through."
 

                 "Well, don't let it out, ok?" he said gruffly. "Don't want people thinking
                 I've gone soft and all."
 

                 She smiled, "I won't tell a soul. Promise. But, it meant alot."
 

                 "You're sure you're ok?" he asked again, knowing she should have felt some
                 pain.
 

                 "Betrayed and hurt and my throat is sore" she said. "I hope Faith is ok....."
 

                 Her words were caught by his mouth as he claimed her for another kiss. He
                 tenderly stroked her bruises, his free hand going behind her back and pulling
                 her towards him. Months of desire overwhelmed them both as the kissed grew
                 deeper and the caresses more heated. Willow felt his hand slide across her
                 stomach as she melted against him. He held onto her tightly, thankful that he
                 had been quick enough to save her. Willow decided that telling Faith could
                 wait. She didn't want to leave his arms.

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (14/?)
 

Faith wiped her eyes, anger still spreading through her. She felt Angel's
hand on her back as he walked her down the street. She couldn't believe
Willow was gone. She had finally found a friend only to lose her so soon. She
looked at the houses they were passing, tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she
frowned, "Wait. This isn't the way to my place."
 

"I know" Angel said softly, still shocked that Willow was dead. It had
happened so fast he still hadn't accepted it.
 

"Where are you taking me?" Faith asked, her voice resigned. She was too upset
to fight anyone. Besides, Willow had trusted Angel. To her, that meant a lot.
 

"My place" Angel said, running a hand through his dark hair. "I didn't think
you should be alone tonight and I have the extra rooms."
 

"Oh" Faith said, strangely touched by his concern. She knew he was suppose to
be her enemy, but she just wasn't in the mood to deal with hating anyone but
Buffy and her little group of friends. She looked at the house where Angel
had stopped. She had never been inside, but she had seen the mansion while
out walking with Willow.
 

"Home sweet home" Angel said dryly, opening the door and letting the slayer
walk inside. He followed her to the living room, his eyes watching her
warily. He didn't know her very well, but he knew enough to know that she was
on edge. He wanted to make sure she didn't fall over that edge.
 

"I can't believe she's gone" Faith said, her voice thick with emotions she
would never speak of.
 

"It's my fault" Angel said, his eyes guilty.
 

"What?" Faith demanded, recognizing the broody look Willow spoke of.
 

"I should have reacted" Angel said. "Damn it. I'm a vampire. What purpose is
this speed if I can't even save a friend?"
 

"I should have gone for Willow instead of Buffy" Faith said softly, looking
at her booted feet. "I could have pulled her loose...instead I hit
Bitchy...what good did that do?"
 

"You tried to stop Buffy" Angel said. "I should have used that time to grab
Willow. But, I was frozen. I couldn't believe Buffy just let it happen...I
expected her to do something...."
 

Faith leaned back, closing her eyes. "Let's just agree that it was Buffy's
fault. We both could have done things differently, but we still might have
been too late. Fuck, she's gone."
 

"I still can't believe it" Angel said softly, surprised by the emotion the
slayer was showing him. She didn't strike him as the type to be weak so he
felt almost priveleged that she was allowing him to see her true feelings.
"If I had only tried..."
 

Faith started to scold him before she froze. "Wait a minute...you said
something about having vampire speed?"
 

He nodded, "One of the few perks. How do you think we kill so quickly?"
 

Faith suddenly laughed, the sound surprising him. He looked at her, wondering
if she was in shock. "My god....she's ok."
 

"What? Maybe you should get some sleep" Angel said, worry in his voice.
 

Faith just laughed, shaking her head. "I'm an idiot. Damn. Why did I think
he'd let her just die? There's no way....I just didn't think. I was so upset
and angry at Buffy...Don't you get it, Angel?"
 

"Get that you're going crazy?" Angel asked, completely not following her
strange statements.
 

Faith was too happy to even acknowledge his statement. "Not crazy. Thrilled.
Willow isn't dead. She's still alive! She's ok."
 

"Not going...already there" Angel said, making a face.
 

Faith took a deep breath, irritated that he wasn't as excited as she was. She
started to speak to him as if he were a child, speaking slowly to make sure
he was following her. "Willow has a secret admirer. He's been around for a
little over two months I think.He's a vampire and he's in love with her. He
follows her everywhere and protects her..sort of watches out for her. There
is now way in fucking hell that he let that damn demon hurt her. That much I
know. He'd fight to the death to save her. So, she's still alive and she must
be with him now. Isn't that fantastic?" She smiled as she added, "Now we just
have to find them both."

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (15/?)
 

Willow opened her eyes, surprised to still see Spike. She had thought for a
moment that she was merely dreaming. During the blonde vampire's previous
stay in Sunnydale, despite the tension that Angelus had caused, he had often
starred in her daydreams and fantasies. And now here she was, in his
arms...in his bed. She still couldn't believe he was her admirer. She saw his
eyes watching her face, their depths unsure. She brought a hand up to his
face, running her fingertips over the sharp cheekbones. She licked her lip,
willing him to make the next move. She was startled as he swept forward, his
lips claiming hers completely. She moved into him, her breasts straining
against the soft cotton holding them in place. She had never felt so wanted
before. Her entire body was on fire. All thoughts of her almost death were
pushed from her mind as Spike became her world.
 

Willow felt the bed behind her back as he gently pushed her down. Her hands
clawed at his back, cursing the shirt that covered his cool flesh. She felt
him over her, his body looming in a comforting way. She felt his hands on
her, one cupping her face as he deepened their kiss, the other moving behind
her back and running over its length. She soon felt his cool fingers against
the bottom of her back as it drifted over her warm flesh. She whimpered as
she felt him deftly unfasten her bra, her breasts freed from its confines.
She felt his mouth leave hers and she watched with curious eyes as he began
to unfasten her shirt. She saw him watch her as if he were waiting for her to
protest. She simply smiled softly, urging him to continue. She lifted up as
he removed her shirt and bra. She held her breath as his blue eyes swept over
her bare breasts. He was the first person to see her partially naked. Her
nipples were rock hard as he smiled, a wicked gleam entering his eyes. She
lifted her hips as he pulled her jeans off. She couldn't believe how turned
on she was by these simple actions. She felt his hand brush across her body
as he moved back up, the smile on his face sending delightful tremors through
her body.
 

She moaned as his head suddenly bent down, his cool mouth engulfing her
breast. She arched up, her hands moving to his head. The feel of the denim
and cotton of his own clothes against her nude body added to the sensation.
She felt his hand move beneath the waist of her panties. She caught his eyes
watching her face as he continued to lather her nipple with his tongue and
nipping at it with his blunt teeth. She kept her eyes open, her mouth opening
as he brushed his finger against her clit. Her head fell back as he again
brushed her swollen nub. She felt his mouth move from one breast to the
other, his fingers still just barely touching her with soft gentle teasing
touches. She cried out in surprise as he bit into her breast gently, the
sucking of his cool mouth easing the small tinge of pain.
 

She had never imagined how erotic it would be to have someone bite her. She
suddenly understood why the act was often romanticized in erotic literature.
She thrust her pelvis against his blue jeans, urging his hand to caress her.
He just chuckled against her breast as he again teased her wetness. She
groaned, about to be when his hand covered her mouth. She was surprised as he
brushed his fingers against her wet lips. She opened her mouth, sucking one
lean finger into her warm mouth. She heard him groan and felt power rush
through her. His hardness rested against her thigh, demonstrating exactly how
affected he really was by her. She felt his finger slide into her wet folds
and reacted by biting down. She tasted the coppery taste of blood and
realized she had bitten his finger. She moaned as she began to move against
his fingers, their length being the first thing to ever penetrate her depths.
She felt his mouth to her other breast as he bit gently into that one also,
his tongue running circles over the wound. She sucked his finger as she moved
against his hand, her stomach tightening as her world exploded into her first
orgasm. She let his hand free as she screamed out his name, her cunt
tightening around his hand as she came.

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (16/?)
 

Willow felt Spike move his hand from her cunt. She gasped for breath and
watched as he took his wet hand and brought it to his mouth. She felt liquid
pooling between her thighs as he sucked each slender finger into his mouth.
She saw his tongue run along his fingers licking each one free of her juices.
She squirmed underneath his heated gaze.
 

"Delicious" he said, his voice husky as he continued to lick his fingers
clean. He loved the taste of her. It was unique and intoxicating. He needed
more.
 

"Please" she whispered, her body still trembling from her orgasm.
 

Spike smiled at her as he kissed her again. He tasted blood on her tongue and
felt his cock harden even more. He began to kiss his way down her neck,
taking her sweaty salty flesh between his blunt teeth. He trailed his mouth
down her breasts, taking her rock hard nipples nipples into his cool mouth.
He then continued farther down, hearing her breathing quicken as she realized
what he intended. He chuckled against her flat stomach, darting his tongue
out and licking at her belly button. He brushed soft kisses down her stomach
until he reached the soft wet red curls. He enhaled her scent, licking his
lips in anticipation of what was awaiting him.
 

Willow's hands clutched at the sheets as Spike's tongue found her wet center.
She moaned as he began to lick her in earnest. She began to move against his
face, his nose brushing against her clit. She began to make soft breathy
noises as he thrust a finger into her, concentrating his attention on her
clit. She gasped as his teeth scraped against her swollen nub, sending waves
of pleasure throughout her body. She heard ripping and realized she had torn
the sheet. She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, her muscles
tightening around his hand. Her thighs clenched, holding his head in place.
He continued to lick and suck at her. She remembered Faith's laughing words
about vampires not having to breathe. God, she was dying. She felt the
tremors continue as Spike feasted on her juices.
 

"Please" she hissed, her hips thrusting up and grinding against his face.
 

"Soon pet" he said, moving his face up and looking at her passion soaked
face. Sweat was dripping from her forehead and her eyes were dazed from
desire. He licked his lips, moving up her body and claiming her lips. He
rubbed his cock against her wet cunt, sliding it against her cleft. He moved
his hand down, taking it in his hand as he pushed it against her tight
passage. He caught her gasp of pain as he sunk into her, breaking her barrier
in one stroke. He could smell the scent of blood as he sank into her, giving
her time to adjust to his size. When he felt that she was ready, he began to
move. He hissed at the warm tightness that engulfed him.
 

Willow felt the pain replaced by sheer pleasure as Spike began to move inside
her. She was soon thrusting up to meet him, her legs spreading to allow him
better access. She tasted herself on his tongue as it swept into her mouth.
She moved her mouth from his, moaning as his finger teased her clit. She felt
his mouth against her chin moving down to brush kisses down her throat. She
felt her muscles clenching again as she screamed out in release. She felt his
teeth bite into her neck as he sunk deep, his cold seed spilling into her.
She trembled as he lapped at the wound, hearing his whispered "Mine" before
she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (17/?)
 

Willow sighed in contentment as she snuggled closer to Spike's cool body. Her
head rested against his shoulder as his hands lazily wrote the alphabet on
her stomach. "Wow."
 

Spike snorted, "Wow? That's all you can come up with? And here I thought you
were the smart one...."
 

"Would you prefer, that was the most amazing night of my life...I can barely
walk I'm so sore...you took me to places I never knew existed....when can we
do it again?" Willow asked cheekily.
 

Spike laughed as he claimed her mouth. Pulling back, he finished the alphabet
and began writing names on her flat stomach. "Whenever you feel up to it,
luv."
 

Willow arched an eyebrow, "Didn't think I was the one that had to be 'up' to
it."
 

Spike groaned, "Gawd, that was awful.....feeling better?"
 

She nodded, "Oh yeah...that was definitely the perfect cure."
 

He sat up and looked at her throat. She had been with him for a day so far.
He didn't really want to let her go, but he knew she had school waiting.
"Bruises are healing. Still look rather painful."
 

She smiled softly, "Already told you, they don't hurt. Now, Buffy and the
others? That hurt. I can't believe that bitch just let me die. God, she makes
me so mad."
 

Spike saw the anger and fire in her eyes and smiled, "Her loss is my
gain....I don't often get to play the hero."
 

Willow brought his hand to her mouth and kissed his fingers, "I'm glad in
some ways she let me die. Otherwise, who knows how long you'd have kept your
identity secret?"
 

"With that nosy slayer hanging around you? Not long" Spike said, "She would
have forced me out in the open if I'd waited much longer."
 

"That's Faith" Willow said. "But I like her."
 

"Me too...for a slayer" Spike spat out the last word.
 

"I still have to call her" Willow remembered, not moving from his embrace.
 

"Later" Spike said, brushing his lips over the bite on her neck.
 

"She'll be so happy that I'm not dead...wonder if she kicked Buffy's ass
good?" Willow said, a smile on her face at the idea.
 

"I hope so. Damn Bitchy deserves worse" Spike said, underlying anger in his
voice for the woman who had almost killed his Willow.
 

"Yes, she does" Willow agreed, sighing. "She didn't even hesitate...just let
me die. Still has no idea I'm really alive. Probably went to the Bronze
afterwards and danced. Some friends...all of them really make me so mad..."
 

Spike heard the tone of her voice and smiled, "Really pet? What do you plan
to do about it?"
 

Willow smiled, a speculative gleam entering her green eyes. "I'm thinking...."

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (18/?)
 

Faith fidgeted on the chair as she tapped her boot on the floor. She cast
another glare at the closed door as she impatiently moved back and forth.
"Come on Fang! How long does it take to shower?"
 

She was thrilled because she knew Willow was alive somewhere. The vampire
admirer had been old and strong, that much she had sensed. He had saved
Willow, she knew. He had to have, she thought again glaring at the door.
Angel had insisted that it was too late for them to look for the redhead the
night before. She knew he thought she was crazy. He was just humoring her by
agreeing to come along on her search that night. She had wanted to look that
afternoon, but he had wanted to come with her. Also, she knew it would be
easier to track a vampire at night. So, they had spent the afternoon making
conversation and discussing the many wonderful things about Willow. But, now,
it was dusk. She wanted to leave and was getting tired of waiting for him.
"I'm sure your hair is fine" she said sarcastically, jumping a bit as the
door swung open. She drew in her breath as she admired his lean, hard body.
He was too damn good looking to be dead, she decided. Pushing those thoughts
from her mind, she settled on the mission at hand. Find Willow. Hug Willow.
Kick Buffy's ass. In that order. "Bout damn time."
 

Angel resisted smiling. Faith reminded him of Spike in many ways. Impatient,
temperamental and caring. His eyes clouded as he thought of his favorite
childe. Shaking his head, he pushed the regrets from his mind as he looked
calmly at the bouncing girl. "Sorry. There was no hot water."
 

Faith flushed a bit, "My bad...sorry. Didn't think you needed it hot."
 

Angel moved past her, his eyes glancing over his face. He couldn't resist. "I
like things hot, slayer."
 

Faith felt a rush of heat spread over her at his words and the look in those
dark eyes. Damn, she knew now what B hadn't been able to resist the man. He
knew exactly what buttons to push. "The name is Faith, Fang. Use it."
 

He cocked an eyebrow, smiling in respect as she stood up to him. He moved
closer to her, his mouth by her ear. He could hear her heart racing as he
neared her, but she stood solid, her eyes looking at him steadily. He
whispered, "Let's go look for Willow, Faith."
 

Faith let out a ragged breath as he smirked at her and walked to the door.
Her brown eyes narrowed as she realized he had just played her. She didn't
like losing the upper hand. She smiled, a wicked gleam entering her eyes as
she followed him. Fang wanted to play? She could play......
 

********

"Hey Willie" Faith said, plopping on a barstool and eyeing the sleazy
bartender.
 

"Hiya Dollface" Willie said, smiling at the slayer he actually liked. Faith
had come in several times after patrol, just hanging and playing pool. Not
like that other one, the bitchy blonde. "What can I do for you?"
 

Angel watched curiously from behind Faith as she chatted with the bartender
as if they were old friends. Strange company the girl kept. He listened as
she finally began to ask the important questions.
 

"I'm looking for a vamp" she said, staring steadily at Willie.
 

His eyes glanced behind her at the dark man standing protectively behind her
back. "Seems to me you already have one, toots."
 

Faith's lips curled in a slight smiled, "I need another one. Good looking
guy. Old and powerful. He gives off restrained power. Next to my friend here,
he's one of the most threatening auras I've felt. Know anyone?"
 

Willie frowned. "Almost as strong as Angelus? How long he been around?"
 

Faith shrugged, "At least two months....I haven't seen feeding locally...I
think he's keeping hidden for some reason."
 

"Two months? Hmm...got a description?"
 

"As I said, yummy looking. About 5'10" I'd say..not that tall but a bit
taller than norm. Lean but muscled...blue eyes...bleached blonde hair....Hey"
Faith gasped as Angel's hands grabbed her wrist. She glared at him, stopping
when she saw the look of recognition in his eyes. "What?"
 

"Bleach blonde? Cocky and arrogant? Leather duster?" Angel asked, not sure if
he was happy or scared of her answer.
 

"Yeah....you know him?"
 

Angel nodded, "Good god....he's the one you think has Willow?"
 

"Yep. I know he does. He wouldn't let her die."
 

Angel nodded in agreement. "No, he wouldn't. Not if he is truly in love with
her. Damn it....why haven't I felt him?"
 

Faith scowled, "Feel him? Do I want to ask?...."
 

"He's my childe....my favorite. Damn it. He's been here two months and he
hasn't contacted me?" Angel said, running a hand through his dark hair. "He
must really hate me."
 

Faith heard the sad tone in his voice and almost smiled. Something was there,
but she decided to ignore it for now. Blondie had her Willow and Angel knew
who he was. They were finally getting somewhere. "So, where is he? And who is
he?"
 

"I have no idea where he would take her" Angel said honestly. He then looked
into her curious brown eyes and sighed, "His name is Spike."
 

Faith's eyes widened. "The Spike? As in, almost killed Buffy before your evil
self came back and he made an agreement with the bitch to kill you? That
Spike? My lordy....Willow has a thing for him....and she didn't even know he
was back. Damn, wish I'd been a fly on that wall when she saw him....."
 

"Willow has a 'thing' for him?" Angel demanded, surprised.
 

Faith smiled, "What can I say? She likes the bad boys, I guess. Yeah, Red had
the major hots for him. I read her diary one day when she was showering and
fixing dinner....Wow. Her thoughts about him...steamed up the windows."
 

"Enough" Angel said, making a face. "Let's go find him. If he does have her,
well, I'd like to make sure she hasn't been turned or worse."
 

"Sure thing, Pops" Faith said, watching his tight ass as he walked towards
the door. She slapped a twenty on the bar and smirked at Willie, "See you
later, my man."
 

Willie nodded as she followed the vampire. "Take care, dollface."

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (19/?)
 

Willow cried out as Spike sunk deeper inside. She felt his mouth on her neck,
his blunt teeth scraping against her pulse. She arched up, her breasts
rubbing against his cold chest. She felt a drop of sweat roll down her face
as she panted. She was startled when his hands went behind her, rolling them.
She lay on top of him, looking surprised.
 

Spike chuckled, his hand swatting her ass. "Ride me, luv."
 

She giggled, "Rather like a carnival ride, aren't you?"
 

"Reeed" he warned. He groaned as she tightened her cunt muscles. His
fingernails dug into her upper thighs as he thrust up into her warmth. He
watched as she began to move against him, her breasts bouncing fetchingly in
front of him. He leaned forward, catching one in his mouth. Her hands
entwined themselves as she rode him. He couldn't believe how wild she was
with him. He had known she was passionate but she surprised him. He loved
it...loved fucking her. If he were only allowed one activity for eternity, it
would be shagging his Red.
 

She ran her fingernails across his back as she felt his teeth bite into her
breast. She moved faster, sinking deeper onto him. She felt her stomach
tighten with a familiar tension before she cried out his name. She felt him
thrust into her three times before she felt his seed inside her. She
collapsed against him, her head on his shoulder as they both came down. She
giggled as he laid back, pulling her with him. She squirmed around until she
was in a comfortable position, her head on his chest as her body lay across
his.
 

"Still feel ok, luv?" Spike asked, brushing his fingers through her hair.
 

"Quit asking that" she said, smiling up at him, tenderness in her eyes. "I
feel great, fantastic, wonderful."
 

He laughed, "Ok...ok...I get it. You feel fine. I just hate seeing these
bruises."
 

She swallowed as she felt his cool fingers brush across her neck. She saw the
anger enter his eyes and knew he was thinking about Buffy. It made her feel
good that he loved her so much he could feel her pain. She began to move her
fingers over his chest, calming him. "They'll fade. They don't hurt and
that's what matters."
 

"What matters is that you're alive and here where you belong" Spike said
softly.
 

Willow snuggled closer. She looked up when the door flew open. Surprised, she
jumped to her feet, forgetting her nudeness as she squealed and ran into
Faith's arms, hugging the girl. "FAITH!"
 

Angel walked into the room, his eyes finding familiar blue ones watching
carefully. He could see the tension in Spike and knew his childe was just
waiting, ready to attack to protect Willow if he thought she was going to be
taken away from him. He couldn't believe it. Faith had been right all along.
Spike was in love with Willow.
 

"Damn it, Willow. Don't you ever ever scare me like that again!" Faith said,
hugging the girl tightly. She was so happy to see that she had been right,
that WIllow was still alive. She didn't know what she'd do if Willow had been
dead. Well, besides kill Buffy for causing it that was. She pulled back,
looking into Willow's green eyes, "If you do, I'll kill you myself. Got it,
Red?"
 

Willow smiled, "Got it, Faith."

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (20/?)
 

Willow heard Spike chuckle and glanced at him. "What's so funny?"
 

Spike just stood, his nude body making her knees weak. She licked her lips as
her eyes blazed a trail over his form, watching as he took a sheet and walked
towards her, the promise of passion in his eyes. She frowned as he put the
sheet around her shoulders. She turned bright red when she realized that she
had been standing there as nude as him. "Oh goddess...."
 

Faith felt Willow move from her and glanced at her friend, her eyes widening
as she took in the redhead's body. "Wow Red....where have you been hiding
those?"
 

"Shut up Faith" Willow hissed, mortified that she had been prancing around
and hugging people naked as the day she was born. She glanced at Faith and
saw her friend laughing with amusement.
 

"You've spent how long fucking that undead hottie and you blush at us seeing
that delectable body?" Faith laughed, "I will so never understand you Red."
 

"Good. I don't want anyone to understand me. Adds to the mystery" Willow
said, glancing at Spike pointedly. "Ahem."
 

Spike looked at her, his blue eyes shining with mischief as he laid back on
the bed, his nude body drawing the attention of the other two. He saw
appreciation in the slayer's eyes and froze when he saw familiar desire in
his sire's. Frowning, he stood and pulled his jeans on, not wanting to open
past feelings between him and Angel. "Happy pet?"
 

"Extremely" Willow said, having sensed the sudden tension between him and
Angel. She licked her lips nervously as she sat beside Spike, taking his hand
and looking at her friends. "So...how did you find me?"
 

"Fang over there finally sensed sonny boy and led us straight here." Faith
said taking a seat in one of the spare chairs. She saw Angel glare at her
nickname for him and smirked. "Rather like on of those blood hounds you see
on tv. You know, the ones that sniff out drugs and shit at the airports.
Pretty kick ass to watch."
 

"Faith" Angel warned, his eyes glinting with supressed emotions. He had no
intention of allowing anyone to know just how affected he was by the sight of
Willow and Spike so casually nude. Long hidden desires for his William reared
their ugly heads, reminding him of the years he had enjoyed his childe
completely. Now, Spike hated him. He would never see the love and desire in
those blue eyes and it pissed him off. Faith would be the one to take the
brunt of his anger if she didn't watch that big mouth.
 

"Touchy touchy Soul Boy" Faith said, smiling as she suddenly realized the
problem. Fang wanted to fuck Blondie. She almost laughed at the image of B's
goody goody vamp buggering the other hottie up the ass. Well, not laugh as
said image brought a rush of heat over her body. Add to that the image of
what she would be doing to Willow at the time and her body was on fire. She
had wanted the redhead before, but after seeing her nude body, well, that
desire was more a need now. Damn, she needed to find something to fight. She
stood abrubtly, "I need to slay something."
 

"Wait...you just got here" Willow said, wondering what was wrong with Faith.
 

"Glad you're alive, Red" Faith said, meaning it. "Didn't think I could make
it without you. Can't wait to see B's face when you walk into school all
breathing and shit."
 

"You won't" Willow said, her voice determined. She saw the others look at her
as Spike's arms tightened their embrace. She smiled up at him, seeing the
questionning in them. "That bitch let me die....probably went to the Bronze
afterwards not even caring her supposed friend was just killed. So, I'm dead.
Fuck her and fuck the others."
 

"Wouldn't recommend it" Angel said dryly, causing Willow to smile at his
humor.
 

"You mean, you aren't letting them know?" Faith asked, intrigued by the fire
she saw in the redhead's eyes.
 

"Nope." Willow said. She glanced at Angel and then back at Faith. "I actually
would like to get back at them....Buffy and the others for what they did. I
mean, it really pisses me off you know? I understand if neither of you want
involved....."
 

"Fuck that" Faith said, taking her seat, her attraction to Willow and the
others forgotten as she began to imagine various ways of inflicting pain on
her fellow slayer for just letting Willow die. "I'm in. Do I get to hit her
again?"
 

"Angel?" Willow asked, not wanting to say anything around him if he was going
to side with Buffy. She saw the slight smile cross his face and felt relief
flood her.
 

"I'm in Willow. Just so long as I don't have to kill anyone, I should be
fine" he said, smiling at Spike as his childe's surprised eyes found his.
"Buffy crossed the line of friendship. I can see revenge being rather
justified. I mean, if it hadn't been for Spike, you'd be gone."
 

Willow smiled at the dark haired vampire, touched that he cared if she died.
She laughed softly, "Well, I don't plan any killings...."
 

"Damn...are you sure?" Faith asked, pouting. "I could really feel the
rightness in killing Bitchy...."
 

"Quit begging, Faith....who knows? Maybe you can kill her someday" Willow
said, smiling. "Just not now....I have a few ideas though that should spark
your interest."
 

"Ooooh, baby." Faith said, grinning at her friend. "Spark away...."

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (21/?)
 

Willow watched Faith and Angel, a smile crossing her face. Those two wanted
each other, she realized. Somehow, she could see it working. Faith was a good
match for Angel. They struck sparks when they argued. She settled back
against Spike, amazed at all that had happened in less than a week. She had
almost died, been saved by her secret admirer, found out that he was Spike,
shagged him like crazy and begun a small plan of attack to get even with
Buffy. It wasn't anything that bad. She was pissed, but she wasn't completely
crazed. She'd leave the real torture to the demons. She just wanted revenge.
Straight and simple.
 

Faith and Angel had practically moved into the house that Spike had taken
over, rarely leaving in the week since Willow's 'death'. Willow had heard
about it from Faith and Angel. Buffy and the others had been upset at the
funeral but then gone on like nothing happened. Willow had been hurt by this
news but expected as much. She had been glad to hear that Giles had been a
bit upset, but then Faith had gone on to ruin it by saying he couldn't
understand the computer system she had set up. Her parents had not even flown
in for her funeral, sending a large display of flowers for the headstone.
Since her body had disappeared, they had buried an empty casket. So,
officially, Willow Rosenberg was deceased.
 

"What are you smiling at, Red?" Faith asked, seeing the faint smile on the
redhead's lips.
 

She shrugged, "Nothing much. Just happy."
 

"Me too" Faith said, smiling. She put her card down, grinning smugly at
Angel. "And again, I win."
 

"Shut up" Angel grumbled, starting to shuffle the cards again.
 

"Woo hoo, and Peaches loses again" Spike said, laughing.
 

"Spike" Willow said, scolding him. She laughed as he pouted at her. "Faith,
did you get that book for me?"
 

The brunette nodded, "Yeah Red. Took it while the watcher was in a staff
meeting. Not sure why he went....does he ever do anything?"
 

"What's the book?" Angel asked, putting his card down.
 

"Just some spells that I'm not suppose to see. A few interesting little
things that might help make their lives a bit more miserable." Willow said,
smiling innocently.
 

"Spells? Miserable? I like the sounds of that" Faith said, laughing in
triumph as she again best Angel. The dark haired vampire threw the cards down
in disgust.
 

"I'm not playing anymore" he said, glaring at the laughing slayer.
 

"Uh oh...the big bad is pouting" Spike said, laughing. "Slayer, I think I can
stand you."
 

"Thanks" Faith said, picking up the thrown cards. "So, Red. When do we start
the revenge? I want to make sure I'm around for a front row seat to Buffy's
fall from grace."
 

"You will be. Don't worry. I need someone to relay the details to me after
all. Since I'm dead, it might be a bit hard for me to be around." Willow said.
 

"So, Fang...want to patrol with me?" Faith asked, standing and stretching.
 

Angel glared at her and spat out, "Yes, I'll patrol with you."
 

Willow watched them leave and smiled at Spike. "They want each other."
 

"Bad" he agreed, glad that they had left. He still loved his sire, but he
hadn't forgiven him for the actions of Angelus. "You're sure his soul is
secured?"
 

"Yep. Did it myself" Willow said.
 

"Good. One less worry off my mind. So....we're alone. Whatever shall we do?"
Spike asked, leaning over and capturing her mouth as his hand crept up her
thigh.

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (22/?)
 

"Come on Fang. Kill him already" Faith demanded as she watched Angel
repeatedly beat on the last vampire left standing.
 

"I am working out my aggression" Angel snarled at her before hitting the
vampire again.
 

"Must have a lot" Faith observed with a slight smile as he finally dusted the
last vampire.
 

"Shut up Slayer" he hissed, glaring at her with yellow eyes.
 

"Oooh...the fangs are making me hot, baby" Faith said, rolling her eyes at
his display of strength.
 

Angel let his features go back to normal, ignoring the slayer. He moved past
where she perched on a tombstone, her legs kicking back and forth. "Let's go."
 

"I'm hungry" Faith whined. "Damn it, don't ignore me Fang."
 

Angel whipped around and grabbed her, pulling her into his hard body. She
gasped in surprise as his mouth claimed hers, his tongue sweeping inside. She
felt a rush of desire as he roughly pulled her closer, her legs automatically
wrapping around his slender waist. She ripped his shirt from his broad
shoulders, her fingernails dragging across his chest. She felt him push her
back against the tombstone she was perched on. She realized suddenly why
these long full tombstones were fantastic as she felt his large cold hands
rip her blouse away and knead her breasts roughly. His thumb and finger
twisted her hard nipples as he continued to ravage her mouth. She rubbed
against his cloth covered cock, feeling the juices flowing rapidly. She had
never felt anything like this before. She wanted nothing more than to fuck
him like crazy.
 

Angel pushed her short skirt up as his hand found the thin lace material of
her panties. He ripped them off, feeling himself harden even more at her gasp
of surprised pleasure. He felt her fingernails digging into his back and
smelled the faintest hint of his own blood. He growled, forcing two fingers
into her wet cunt. He was surprised by the tightness but remembered that she
was barely seventeen. He reluctantly let her mouth go so that she could
breathe, drawing his teeth down her neck and sucking her pulse point into his
cool mouth. He felt her tighten even more as she screamed out his name. The
air was thick with the scent of flowers and sex. He removed his hand,
hurriedly opening his pants. He released his thick cock, brushing the tip of
his cock and spreading his precum around. He spread her legs even more,
capturing her mouth as he thrust deep into her. He froze in surprise, his
eyes finding hers.
 

Faith cried out as she felt him push past her barrier. She felt him stop and
looked at him. She saw the surprise in his eyes and grinned sheepishly before
thrusting against him. "Come on, Fang. Fuck me...hard."
 

Angel saw the challenge in her eyes and accepted it. He began to move inside
her, kissing her face as she moved up to meet each thrust. He found her
breast and nipped at it with his blunt teeth. She entwined her fingers in his
thick hair as they set a rapid rhythm. Too soon, Faith felt her cunt tighten
around him as she cried out again. She felt his teeth pierce her flesh as he
flooded her with his seed. Her slayer instincts screamed no at him biting
her, but it only added to the danger and pleasure.
 

Her head fell back as she sucked in deep breaths. She felt him move off of
her, his cool fingers brushing her face. She looked at him, sure she would
see regret and guilt. She saw instead admiration and something else she
couldn't describe. She sat up, glancing at the remains of her clothes. All he
had left was her skirt which was bunched around her waist. He was wearing
only his pants. "Wow."
 

Angel couldn't believe she had been a virgin. Hell, she'd even let him bite
her, urging it in fact. He was amazed by her in a way he had never been with
Buffy. He waited, expecting his demon to overtake him as it had the last time
he had had sex. It didn't. He smiled, thankful that Willow's binding spell
had worked. His soul was permanent. "You might say that."
 

"Um...can I borrow your shirt?" Faith asked, holding the tattered remains of
her own in her hands.
 

He laughed, surprising her. She looked so damn beautiful standing there half
naked with their mixed release dripping slowly down her thighs, her face
flushed, his mark on her breast, a satisfied smile on those delectable lips.
He felt the urge to kiss her again, knowing that he wasn't going to be
content with just one time. He grabbed her arm, pulling her to him as he
roughly claimed her mouth. He bit her lip, sucking it into his mouth. Pulling
away, he put his forehead against hers, catching her eyes. "Mine" he said
simply.
 

Faith smiled, moving quickly. She bit into his shoulder as deep as she could,
tasting the metallic taste of his blood. Pulling away, she looked into deep
brown eyes, "Mine."
 

Angel nodded, picking up his shirt and putting it around her shoulders.
"Yours" he agreed, taking her hand and leaving the cemetary.

Elusive Obsession (23/?)
 

Willow looked up with a smile as the door opened. She took in Faith's attire
and smirked at the slayer, "Slaying must have been tough tonight. You lost
your shirt."
 

"Hardy har har Red" Faith said, not able to keep the grin off of her face.
 

"Well, I don't see Angelus so I guess that anchoring spell worked wonders,
pet" Spike said sarcastically.
 

"Shut up, boy" Angel warned, taking a seat. He couldn't believe he had just
had sex with Faith. In the cemetary no less. And it had been fantastic. She
had been fantastic.
 

"Oooohh....Daddy's getting mad" Spike said, rolling his eyes as he pulled
Willow onto his lap.
 

"Spike, quit playing. I want details!" Willow said, watching in delight as a
red flush came over Faith's cheeks. "Wow...it must have been real good."
 

"Willow!" Faith said, laughing in discomfort. She sat down, smiling suddenly.
"Man, it was fuckin' A. Wish you could have been there....."
 

Willow licked her suddenly dry lips as she mentally imagined what might have
happened. She hated to admit it, but she would have liked to watch. She
sighed, leaning against Spike as her arousal spread. "Yeah, well, voyeurism
isn't my thing really....I'm much more of a hands on type of girl, I've
learned the last few weeks."
 

Angel snorted at her statement. "So we've heard."
 

"Angel!" Willow said, turning red. She saw Faith's grin and rolled her eyes.
"Fine, you got me back. I for one am very happy you two finally found each
other. I think you compliment each other in a good way."
 

"Thanks for the consent" Faith said, taking Angel's hand. She glanced at
their interwoven fingers and smiled a happy smile. "I agree."
 

"Another slayer" Spike said, shaking his head in mock disgust. "Peaches, will
you ever learn?"
 

"No....I mean, I love you still don't I?" Angel said, watching as Spike
stiffened. "Some things just don't fade, William. And you have to admit,
she's better than the mistake."
 

Faith brightened at his words. She had mentally wondering if he had just
wanted her because she was handy or because he missed Buffy since they had
had sex. Now, she could hear in his voice that he didn't regret it. "Don't
even think about comparing me to Bitchy, Fang."
 

"Never could" Angel said, catching her eyes and speaking the truth. "There is
no comparison."
 

"No regrets then?" Faith asked, her eyes and the slight pull of her lower lip
between her teeth the only signs that she was uncertain.
 

Angel shook his head, "None at all" he said, kissing her tenderly.
 

"I think I may get sick" Spike whispered in Willow's ear. He was ignoring
Angel's words, not wanting to know what his sire had meant. His love for
Angelus still burned, not dampened by the soul at all. But, he had Willow
now. It appeared Angel had Faith. There was nothing to be said.
 

"Shhh....it's nice. Almost like watching one of those cheesy Hallmark made
for TV movies" Willow said, whispering back loudly.
 

"I heard that" Faith said, glaring at the redhead. She moved forward,
catching the girl off guard. They soon tumbled to the floor as Faith tickled
Willow, making the other girl beg her to stop. They both laughed as they
fought and wrestled each other, the seriousness of the moment broken.
 

"Spike" Angel started to say, his amused eyes on the giggling girls as he
tried to forget how erotic they looked rolling around on the floor together.
 

"Keep it old man. I don't want to hear anything from you tonight" Spike said,
noticing how the slayer's breathing had changed since she began touching
Willow. He could smell his mate's arousal and smiled a knowing smile. He
looked at Angel and saw the older vampire's eyes watching the girls with
desire. "You see it too?"
 

Angel smiled, catching blue eyes, "Rather like old times isn't it?"
 

Spike shrugged, not wanting to remember what his sire was speaking of.
"Except this time you're shagging the slayer instead of killing her and I'm
in love with the human instead of torturing one. But, I can see the slight
similarities" he said dryly.
 

Angel shocked Spike by laughing, "Damn, Spike.....I've missed you."
 

"Yeah, whatever" Spike muttered, his eyes on Willow's face as she struggled
to best Faith. His mate was horny as was he. He stood, stepping between them
and tossing a laughing Willow over his shoulder. He slapped her ass and
smirked at the other two, "See you crazy kids in the morning. Don't stay up
too late now....."
 

Faith stuck her tongue out at him as he took Willow into the bedroom. She
heard Willow's gasp and felt wetness pooling between her thighs as images
attacked her mind. She looked at Angel, her gaze unsure. "So....."
 

Angel smiled, standing. He took her hand. "So....let's get go to bed."
 

Faith beamed as she followed him into the room, falling onto the bed in his
arms. She sighed, listening to the sounds of Willow and Spike making love.
She kissed Angel, glad to have someone to hold her finally. She drifted off
to sleep in his embrace, happy.

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (24/25)
 

Willow watched her friends, a small smile on her face. It had been a week
since Faith and Angel had moved their relationship to the next level and both
seemed very happy. She was glad that they had found each other, knowing from
experience that life was much easier to deal with if you were loved. She
looked up as Spike came into the room, tossing Angel a heated bag of blood.
The dark haired vampire caught it, turning his head to feed. She looked at
Spike and held her hand out to him, smiling as he sat behind her. "You're
back early."
 

"The slayer and her toys are out. Thought it better to feed quickly and just
get back to you" he said, kissing her lightly before sitting against the
couch.
 

For the first time in the almost two months since her 'death', Willow thought
of Buffy without getting upset. She frowned slightly, wondering when she had
dealt with her friend's betrayal, having not realized it until then. "You
didn't kill?"
 

Spike sighed dramatically, causing Faith and Angel to share a grin. "No, luv.
I didn't kill the pathetic whelp. Just fed."
 

She smiled, kissing him on the side of the mouth, "Good. I'm proud of you."
 

"I think I may be sick" Faith said, grinning at her friends.
 

"So, Willow. Where do we go from here?" Angel asked, having wondered what had
been delaying the girl's revenge against Buffy.
 

"Hmmm?" Willow tore her attention from Spike's mouth to look at an amused
Angel. "Oh...you mean about Bitchy?"
 

"Yeah, Red. When do we play?" Faith asked, having not seen the blonde slayer
for weeks.
 

Willow chewed her bottom lip as she thought. She looked at Spike and saw him
watching her, a knowing look in his eyes. She smiled, thankful that she had
someone that knew her so well. She looked at the others, telling them what
they had asked, "We don't."
 

"What?" Faith asked, surprised. She glanced at Angel and saw a flash of pride
in his dark eyes as he looked at his childe's mate. She slowly nodded,
understanding Willow finally. She looked at the redhead, "So, what do we do
then?"

ELUSIVE OBSESSION (25/25)
 

"Is that all, Red?" Spike asked, loading the last box into the car.
 

Willow nodded, a small smile on her face. "That's all I want."
 

He glanced at the three small boxes holding everything that she wanted to
take with her. She had snuck into her parent's house, knowing that they
probably hadn't been in her room since she had 'died'. She's been right.
Things had been dusty, they'd sat so long. She had packed the few things she
wanted to take with her into her new life. Mostly things that Spike had left
her when he had been courting, as Angel called it. The pretty notes and few
other pieces he had left. She had gotten her laptop, knowing that her parents
weren't even aware she had made that purchase with her savings the year
before. Besides that, she'd gotten some clothes, her diary, the books she
wanted to keep, and she had thrown in some memories of her time before Buffy
and a few from the time after. The small amount of items filled only a few
boxes. Looking back, she almost felt sad that her past fit so easily into
those small cardboard cartons. But, that was the past. She could now look
forward to the future. She turned and smiled at Faith, asking, "Did you pack
everything?"
 

Faith slung the backpack into the car's trunk, adding a small box. "That's
all I need."
 

"I already put mine in" Angel said softly, coming up behind Faith. His arm
snaked around her waist as he kissed her neck. "I left most of it. Too many
bad memories."
 

"Mine is loaded too, pet" Spike said, his own arm around her waist.
 

"Good. Guess we're ready then." Willow said, smiling at them. "See, isn't
this better than revenge?"
 

"Hell yeah. Getting out of Sunnydale....going with you guys....I'd say this
was better than playing with Bitchy. Well, now...if you had allowed the
torture" Faith drifted off, grinning at the redhead.
 

"You and that torture" Angel said, laughing as he moved towards the front of
the car.
 

"Only that bitch" Faith said, winking at Willow and Spike as she followed her
lover. "I call shot gun."
 

"You can bloody well have it" Spike said, shutting the trunk. "I get Willow
all to myself in the backseat...."
 

"Spike!" Willow exclaimed, turning slightly red. "There shall be none of
that."
 

"Go and ruin his fun" Angel said, laughing as he slid into the driver's seat.
 

"Takes more than that to ruin my fun, Peaches" Spike said, pulling Willow
into the backseat.
 

Faith laughed as she fastened her seatbelt and turned to face them all. "Look
out Savannah, hear we come."
 

"Fasten your seatbelts" Willow said, smiling, "This is going to be a bumpy
ride."
 

"Hey, my driving isn't that bad" Angel defended as they pulled onto the road,
ready to leave Sunnydale behind and begin a new future, together.
 

*********THE END*************

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