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Coupling: Willow/Spike
Summery: Willow living?
Distribution: NHA. Redssoulmates, WLS. Twisting the Hellmouth, & Spike N’ Willow and SNW yahoo group.
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns all.
Rating: R for language and violence.
*****WARNING MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH*****
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As Buffy’s body lay forgotten on the floor Xander, Anya, Cordelia and the now awakened Spike followed Angel into his office. Spike rushed after Angel, he could smell the blood pouring from his love’s body in his Sire’s arms.
Angel placed Willow on his desk to get a better look at the wound. The stake he could now see was sticking out of her back, Angel could tell she was fighting to stay awake.
“Willow, I need you to make a decision fast for me. Do you understand what I’m asking? Will, there’s no time to get you to a hospital.” He asked.
Spike stood behind Angel now, he could smell the scent of death in the room and had nothing to do with the slayer’s dead body in the other room.
“Luv, please!” Spike begged taking her hand.
“I don’t…want… to be evil, Spike.” She said with a rasp, he could hear her fighting just to breath.
Cordelia finally spoke, remembering a conversations she’d had just a week before with Willow on the progress of finding Angel a permeate soul.
“Will, do you remember what you told me last week about Angel’s soul? Do you remember what you found, that if he was to sire you that it would make not only his soul but yours permeate?” Cordelia asked shocking everyone in the room.
“Willow is that true, baby?” Spike asked hoping against hope it was. He loved her, everything about her and losing her soul would be a huge piece he knew he’d miss forever.
“Y…Yes.” She answered to all the questions she did remember and hadn’t said anything except to Cordy because she didn’t know how Angel or Spike would take it.
Angel knew why she hadn’t said anything, she knew if she told him he’d brood about it. But, now was his chance to help his friend and Childe and get his soul too.
“Willow, let me change you and then you won’t be evil, please?” Angel asked.
Looking at Spike and then at the rest of them Willow finally knew her answer. She wanted to be Spike’s forever and if he could handle Angel being her sire so could she.
“Can…you…handle…it…Spike?” She asked.
“Yeah, Luv just tell Angel yes baby.” Spike answered know exactly what she was asking. They hadn’t been together too long but still in some matters they could read each other so well.
“Okay.” Willow answered, beginning to cough up blood.
Spike watched as Angel changed his love, before taking her down below to his Sire’s room.
Angel turned to the group, who’d mostly been silent about what was happening in front of them. He knew they weren’t to sure about what was happening but none of them had tried to stop it and for that he’d be forever thankful.
Xander had watched as one best friend had killed the other. He’d watched the man he’d hated for the last few years give Willow back her life complete with soul. He murdered his other best friend with out a second thought and all he could think about that right now was good. He knew eventually it’d catch up with him but he was very worried about Giles’ reaction to what he’d done to Buffy.
Cordelia knew that there were things that needed to be done now
that Willow was saved and that Buffy was dead. Firstly she should call
Giles’ and let him know what had transpired.
Angel let out a sigh from his dead lungs spooking everyone into
action, with out even being asked the humans were helping with the situation.
He noticed Cordy move to the phone and knew she was calling Giles. He didn’t
know what to do, Buffy was dead, Willow was going to be undead in a few
hours, and he didn’t know what to do. He decided to help Cordelia with
the calls, so he listened to her explain the situation to Giles.
A few hours later…
Willow awoke to the calmness she’d never know before. She could feel her demon but it was sealed by the goodness of her soul. She could feel Spike too, he was lying next to her on, she assumed, was Angel’s bed.
“Spike?” She asked hoping he was awake.
“Yeah, Luv. I’m here.” Spike told her moving closer to her.
“Do you hate me?” She asked, thinking about Angel being her sire.
“How could you think that, Luv?” Spike asked puzzled.
“Angel’s my sire, not you.” She explained.
Moving closer, Spike lifted her chin to look into her eyes. Surprised by the golden hue Spike gasped.
“You’re my mate, my lover, my soul, but no not my childe so we’ll never have to have those dominate battles like I did with Angelus. I love you. No I do not hate you, my love. Bloody hell, woman, you asked me that before agreeing to this, I told you no.” Spike told her, growing impatient as her demon finally surfaced fully.
He knew she’d be beautiful, that fire he loved about her was shining though her eyes and now all they had to do was deal with the forever. He’d have his love forever and Angel was to thank, damn did he hate that part. He have to thank the pillock, now.
The End?