Part 1

Spike was cutting through the park on his way back to his crypt when he saw the familiar figure under the tree in the distance. <What the hell's she doing here, thought she had a date tonight anyway> he thought as he crossed the picnic area heading toward the girl.

"What's up Red? Date dum." His voice trailed off as the small red head raised her head from her arms.

Spike stood staring at he bruises and drying blood on the tear stained face looking up at him.

"What happened?" Spike said more gently this time.

"Go away Spike." Was her only reply.

"Not gonna happen." Spike stated still watching the girl closely, "Where's your date? Were you attacked?"

Willow looked at the vampire, she didn't want to talk about this but he obviously wasn't going away.

"My date. Attacked me." Willow said bitterly.

"What? Bloody hell, are you okay? Lets go, I'll find the slayer." Spike said.

"No!" Willow said. "Buffy can't know. She'd kill him, Spike."

"What's the problem there?"

"What happened to me tonight is my word against his.
If Buffy kills him, she'll go to jail." Willow said
tears forming in her eyes again, "I can't let that
happen."

"Well then, what do you plan on doing? You can't go
home like this. You can't stay here. I could smell the
blood and fear as soon as I came into the park. You
are very lucky I'm the only vampire that's crossed
your path tonight."  Spike said.

Part of Willow knew Spike was right. She could feel
the blood on her face and she knew there had to be
bruises on her too. She had no money with her though,
and she couldn't go to the dorm. Staying here until
Buffy left for class in the morning was her only
option.

"I'll take my chances." She said firmly.

Spike stood in front of her for a minute not really
believing what he heard her say. She knows what lives
in this town, and she was saying she would take her
chances. Finally he reached down and grabbed her arm
pulling her to her feet. Willow let out a small scream
when he pulled her up.

"I'm not going to hurt you, let's go." Spike said
angrily.

"Where?"

"Somewhere safe. If I leave you out here alone and
anything else happens to you the slayer will stake
me." Spike said pulling her out of the park.

A few minutes later they walked into the lobby of an
expensive looking apartment building. Spike pulled her
across the lobby to the elevator. Once inside the
elevator Willow decided it was time to speak again.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"My apartment Red." Spike answered simply.

"You live in a crypt." Willow said confused.

"No I live here. The crypt is just a place to hang out
for me. 'Sides I figured you all would be disappointed
to find me living here." Spike said smiling at her as
the elevator stopped.

They stepped off the elevator and Spike led her down
the hall until he located the right door. He opened
the door and stepped back motioning her inside. Willow
walked in and looked around, surprised by the apparent
expense and taste that went into this apartment.

"Spike this is. Wow." Willow said. "How do you afford
this?"

"I'm one hundred and twenty seven years old, you
collect a lot of things in that much time." Spike
said. "Over all living as a vampire is cheap. So you
save a lot."

Spike led Willow into the large living room. She
looked around at the dark leather furniture set
against the white walls and white carpeting. She
wandered into the kitchen, which was very sparse,
there was a stove, refrigerator, and a microwave. <Of
course there's not a lot in here. He's a vampire he
doesn't eat> she realized as she looked around.

"Red why don't you take a shower and I'll run to the
store and pick up some food for you, anything else you
need while I'm out?" He asked.

"You don't have to do that Spike." She answered.

"It's not a problem. What do you need?"

"Toothbrush, and hairbrush I guess." Willow said.

Spike led Willow down the hall showing her the
bathroom and taking her in a bedroom where he
retrieved a shirt and handed it to her.

"I don't have anything that will fit you." Spike said,
"You can wear this for now, I'll see if I can bring
back something for you to wear."

Spike waited until she was in the bathroom with the
door closed before he quietly left the apartment. He
checked his watch quickly, still kind of early maybe
the slayer is still on patrol and he can get some
clothes from the dorm, he decided to head there first.
 

Spike quickly found the window to the room that Willow
and Buffy shared. Peering inside he found the room
empty. <Better move quickly, she's either with Captain
Cardboard, which means she'll be gone all night or she
may just be patrolling which means she could be back
any minute> he thought as he quickly moved through the
open window. He moved to the dresser and found the
items he was looking for and then moved to the closet
pulling out a couple outfits and locating a bag on the
floor he stuffed the items inside and moved through
the window again. As he closed the window behind him
he saw the door open and Buffy step through it.

Willow finished her shower and realized Spike wasn't
back yet so she moved into the living room, she
located his video collection in the corner and scanned
through it looking for a movie to watch. Not finding
anything she wanted to see tonight she grabbed the
remote control and sat on the couch scanning through
the channels finally settling on Golden Girls. She
curled her legs under her as she watched the show. Her
mind kept wandering back over the night's events.
Everything had seemed so perfect. He had been so kind
and polite. Willow jumped when she heard the door open
behind her.

"Just me Red." Spike said when he saw her jump.

"Spike." Willow said turning to face him.

Spike moved into the kitchen first setting a couple
bags on the counter. Then returned to the living room
handing Willow the bag from her dorm. Willow unzipped
the bag and looked at the familiar items inside.

"How did you." Willow began.

"Do you really want to know?" Spike said smiling.

"Probably not." She answered.

Willow found the pajamas in the bag and got up to go
change into something a little less revealing than
Spike's t-shirt. Spike watched as she walked away,
noticing for the first time the bruises on her arms
and thighs.  He went into the kitchen and began
putting his purchases away. Willow walked back out of
the bedroom wearing the blue silk shorts pajamas that
Spike had brought with him.

"Didn't know what you liked so I brought a little of
everything." Spike said as he put the last of the
groceries away.

"Thanks. For everything." Willow said. "I mean showing
me your secret home and all."

"We are going to have a problem Red. When you don't
return tonight the slayer is going to wonder." Spike
began.

"Took care of it. Called and left her a message that I
was staying at my parents tonight. Said my mom wasn't
feeling well." Willow explained.

Spike moved around the counter looking at the cut on
her forehead.  He walked back into the kitchen
grabbing a first aid kit and setting it next to her.

"We need to clean that cut." Spike said grabbing the
antiseptic spray from the kit. "I'm sorry this is
going to hurt."

Spike sprayed a little of the antiseptic on the cut,
feeling a twinge of guilt at when he heard her gasp.
He quickly cleansed the wound and covered it in
antibiotic ointment before covering it with a bandage.
 

"Do you want to watch television or would you rather
go to bed?" Spike asked.

"Bed I guess. I can sleep here on the couch though."
Willow said quickly.

"No. You take the bedroom. I've slept on much worse
than this couch." Spike said leading her back into the
bedroom.

Spike went back into the living room after making sure
Willow had everything she needed. She didn't want him
to tell her friends. Fine then he wouldn't but the
bastard that did this was going to pay. He hadn't
worked out how exactly yet but he would make him pay
for hurting her. Spike settled himself on the couch
and drifted off to sleep.
 

Part 2

Part of Willow's mind knew she was dreaming, knew it
wasn't really happening again. But the other part of
her mind couldn't wake up, couldn't get away. That was
the part of her mind that was in control right now.
She kept feeling him kissing her, forcing her into the
grass, pushing her legs apart, holding her down. She
kept feeling him thrusting into her, hurting her. She
was screaming, she couldn't stop, the part that knew
this was a dream couldn't wake her up.

Spike jumped off the couch at the sound of screaming
in the next room. He ran to the bedroom opening the
door he saw the small figure on the bed. She was
thrashing around so much she had the sheets wrapped
around her arms and legs, pinning her to the bed. She
was screaming, she sounded so terrified. He moved
quickly to the bed trying to shake the red head awake.
 

"Willow!" He said gently.

He moved his hands away from her. Realizing that
touching her only seemed to make her thrashing worse.

"Willow!" He said again more forcefully this time.

Willow could hear the familiar voice calling out to
her. She knew she had to go to the voice. Spike's
voice. Going toward Spike's voice would mean safety.
She started to pull her self away from her attacker,
out of her dream. She was finally waking up.

"Spike?" She said hesitantly as she opened her eyes.

"Yeah, Red, I'm here." Spike said.

Spike sat next to her watching as her shaking form
disentangled itself from her covers. He could see the
tears forming in her eyes again. He reached one hand
toward her pulling her against his chest. Rubbing her
back softly as she cried. They stayed that way until
the shaking had stopped and she had stopped crying.

"Are you okay?" He asked hesitantly when she moved
away from him.

"I'm afraid Spike. When I go to sleep it all happens
again." Willow said quietly, "Can you stay in here?"

"Red I don't."

"Please Spike. I feel safe when you're near me."
Willow said.

"All right." Spike said.

Spike moved to lay down on the bed pulling Willow with
him. He pulled her back against his chest and kept his
arms wrapped tightly around her. He felt her breathing
becoming more even as they lay there, as she fell
asleep. <She has lived through so much in her very
young life. She's fought more, stronger, demons than
most slayers, and survived. But this one man, in one
night has made her afraid of her own damn shadow> was
the thought Spike couldn't get rid of as he drifted
back into sleep, that and he would find a way to make
the bastard pay.
 

Part 3

Willow woke with a start when she felt arms around her
and the body pressed against her. It took a moment for
her to remember where she was. She relaxed
immediately, feeling safe with Spike. Her stomach
started to make soft growling noises. <Okay, time to
get something to eat> She thought glancing at the
clock. It was two o'clock, she had slept the whole
morning away. She gently slipped out of Spike's arms,
needing to eat and leave a new message for Buffy.
Making her way to the kitchen she rummaged through the
refrigerator, checking to see what Spike thought she
would eat for breakfast. She finally found some
yogurt, grabbing it she quickly searched for a spoon.
She sat on the barstool at the counter and began
eating, her mind wandering to what she could tell her
friends. She was going to have to avoid them until all
the bruises healed. She looked up from her breakfast
when she heard a sound in the hallway. A moment later
Spike appeared in the kitchen, dressed in only his
jeans.

"Mornin'" He said as he opened the refrigerator
pulling out a bag of blood.

"Not really morning anymore." Willow answered.

"Is if you're a vampire." Spike responded.

Spike grabbed a mug out of the cupboard and poured the
blood into it before setting it in the microwave.
While it was warming he turned to look at the red
head. He was going to have to get the information he
needed about her date last night, he just wasn't sure
how to go about getting it without upsetting her.

"Spike, I was thinking. I can't go back to the dorms
until these bruises heal, I mean Buffy lives with me,
can't exactly hide them from her." Willow said.

"You can stay here. I told you last night slayer
doesn't know this place exists. No one does, you'll be
safe." Spike said.

"Thank you, problem is I have to tell them something."
Willow said.

"I could tell them I fell madly in love with you and
I'm holding you hostage as my love slave." Spike
suggested smiling at the witch.

"Yeah, that would work." Willow replied smiling, "If I
wanted to see how fast Buffy would stake you."

"Okay, tell her you're going out of town." Spike
suggested.

"That would really work. I have an aunt in San
Francisco. I can tell Buffy I went with my mom to
visit her." Willow said her mood brightening. "Oh,
clothes, I don't have enough to stay here for very
long."

"We can drive to L.A. tonight and buy anything you
need." Spike suggested.

"No money." Willow said dejectedly.

"Told you I have plenty don't worry about anything
'kay?" Spike answered placing his empty mug in the
sink.

"Spike I can't ask you to. I mean letting me stay here
is enough."

"Not asking. I'm offering." Spike said. "Going to
shower now. Make yourself at home."

Spike quickly ran water into his empty mug then
retreated back down the hall to the bathroom. Willow
waited until she heard the water running then picked
up the phone and dialed. Buffy answered on the third
ring.

"Hi Buffy." Willow said.

"Hey Will how's your mom?" Buffy asked.

"She's okay, she was more upset than sick. My aunt is
sick, mom wants me to go with her to San Francisco to
visit her, so I might be gone a while Okay." Willow
said quickly.

"Sure Will. Call and let us know how things are going
though 'kay?" Buffy said.

"Yeah, I'll call in a couple days." Willow said.
"Bye."

Willow hung up the phone and moved into the living
room grabbing the bag Spike and brought from the dorm.
She took it into the bedroom and dumped it on the bed.
He had brought her toothbrush, hairbrush, some
scrunchies for her hair and he had even remembered to
grab some fresh panties and bras as well as a couple
outfits from her closet. Overall not a bad job of
finding what she would need, for a man. She heard the
water stop in the next room as she was sorting through
the items in the bag. She turned around as Spike
walked into the bedroom with a towel around his waist.
 

"Oh, uh Spike." Willow stuttered staring at the nearly
naked vampire.

"Sorry, didn't know you were in here." Spike said
motioning to the closet.

"Right, I'll be going now." Willow said and quickly
ran out of the room.

Spike quickly dressed and returned to the living room.
Willow blushed as soon as he entered the room then
quickly retreated to the bathroom.  <Gonna have to get
used to her being here, and not walk around in a
towel> Spike thought as he washed the mug and spoon
from their breakfast. He sat on the couch watching
television waiting for Willow to return after her
shower.

"Red, we need to talk." Spike said when she walked
into the room.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I'll be more careful."
Willow began.

"Not that Pet. Last night." Spike said gently.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You don't have to tell me much. I just want to know
who he is?" Spike said.

"Who, Why?" Willow asked.

"Because I want to know. Why not tell me, can't hurt
anyone with this damn chip anyway." Spike asked.

"Ryan Jameson." Willow said quietly, "He's in my drama
class, he lives in the hall next to mine."

"Lives in the next building huh?" Spike asked, finding
him would be easier than expected.

"Yeah. God Spike he plays football, he's into the
drama thing, his grades are almost as high as mine. I
never would have thought he could ever." Willow said
tears forming in her eyes again.

"Funny isn't it?" Spike said, "You've all been so
worried about what evil thing I could do, none of you
ever even looked at the evil humans do to each other
everyday."

Spike reached for her pulling her down on the couch
next to him. Hugging her, not wanting to see her in
anymore pain.

"Don't cry Red, I promise you he will never hurt you
again." Spike said softly into her hair.
 

Part 4

As soon as the sun had set Spike and Willow left the
apartment to head for Los Angeles. Willow watched as
Spike sped down the streets of the city, he obviously
knew exactly where he wanted to go. Finally he pulled
to a stop in front of a very large, very expensive
looking boutique. As they walked in Willow looked
around her before turning to Spike.

"This is too much, too expensive, I can't." Willow
stammered.

"I told you don't worry about money." Spike said.

They were quickly approached a woman offering help.
Spike squeezed Willow's hand gently.

"Will you be all right if I leave for a while?" Spike
asked.

"I guess." Willow said.

"I want her to have everything she wants, from outfits
to shoes, to underwear. I don't care about the
expense." Spike said to the sales woman handing her a
credit card.

"I will be back within a couple hours, have fun pick
anything you want okay." Spike said, turning back to
Willow he kissed her cheek gently then left the store.

"What can I show you first Miss." The woman said as
soon as the door closed behind Spike.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Spike moved through the streets of L.A. he knew what
he was looking for. His sources had told him weeks ago
that Darla and Dru were here. A plan had began to form
in his mind shortly after suggesting coming here to
get new clothes. He would take care of Ryan himself
but he needed bait. Bait that wouldn't be in any real
danger from the bastard, which of course left out most
humans.  He stopped at a couple demon bars along the
way, questioning demons on the whereabouts of the two
vampires. Didn't take long to locate them, they had
made quite a name for themselves, well he at least
found Darla, Dru seemed to have disappeared again.

"Spike, it's been a long time." Darla said when Spike
sat at the table with her.

"Yeah. Love to do the family reunion thing with you
but I need a favor."

"A favor,  I thought you worked with the slayer now."
Darla said suspiciously.

"Yeah. Look a friend of mine, a human friend, was
raped. I want the bastard to pay for it. I need
someone to lure him out." Spike said.

"What makes you think I will help you avenge a human
wronged?" Darla asked.

"Easy, I'm giving you the chance to play mind games on
someone, and you can even help torture him if you
like." Spike answered.

"What do you want me to do?" Darla asked.

Darla was bored with Los Angeles anyway, Angel didn't
want to play anymore so she needed something to occupy
her time. Listening to Spike lay out his plan, she
decided this could definitely be something to keep
boredom at bay.

"Thought you had a chip or something and you couldn't
hurt people?" Darla asked when Spike had finished
talking.

"Hurts like hell, but I can do it I want to." Spike
answered.

"I'll be in Sunnydale tomorrow then." Darla said.

"Right, call me when you get a date with him." Spike
said standing to leave, " Oh, and Darla, keep a low
profile, don't want the slayer to kill you before you
finish our deal."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

When Spike returned to the boutique he found a very
happy Willow waiting with several very large bags at
her side.

"Get everything you need Red?" Spike asked looking at
the bags.

"If it's too much we can return it I mean the lady
kept telling me I should get things and I don't need
all of it." Willow began quickly.

"It's fine." Spike said reaching for the bags. "Ready
to head home?"

Spike walked out the door followed by Willow. They
stopped at a Denny's on the way back to grab something
to eat before returning to Sunnydale.

When they walked back into the apartment Spike carried
the bags into the bedroom. He began moving his clothes
closer together making room for all of Willow's
purchases. He was in a much better mood now that he
knew he could get to the man that hurt Willow. Willow
walked into the bedroom and watched as the vampire
moved his clothes then began placing her new items on
hangers.

"Spike you don't have to do that." Willow said from
the doorway.

"I don't want to see all of this damaged by being kept
in these bags. 'Sides worse that could happen is my
jeans or t-shirts get wrinkled not exactly earth
shattering." Spike replied.

Spike continued hanging clothes as Willow handed them
to him. It was almost dawn when the last of the items
had been placed in the closet. Willow went to the
bathroom to change into her pajamas again. When she
returned Spike had removed his shirt and shoes and was
sprawled across the bed sleeping. Willow sighed
looking at the peaceful vampire. She walked over to
the bed pulling the covers over him before slipping
under them herself. As soon as Spike felt the warmth
of her body near his her rolled on his side hugging
her to him, pulling her against his chest. She nestled
herself closer to him as his arms tightened and
quickly fell asleep.
 

Part 5

Spike woke before Willow, lying next to her looking at
the bruises on her face and arms his grip on her
tightened, he wanted to protect her from being hurt
again. How could anyone hurt her like that. Someone
that sweet, gentle, and kind should be protected. Okay
so he had kidnapped her once, and Dru and her minions
had hurt her that time with Angelus, but he never
really meant to hurt he red head. Spike eased his arms
from around her, grabbing clean clothes headed for the
shower.

Willow felt Spike move away from her. Not wanting to
get up yet she remained still. When she heard the
bathroom door close she decided she might as well get
up and have breakfast. She left the bedroom and headed
for the kitchen. She found frozen waffles in the
freezer and popped a couple in the toaster Spike had
purchased for her. She heard the water in the bathroom
stop while she was waiting for her food, and decided
to warm Spike's blood for him. Grabbing a mug she
emptied a plastic bag in it and popped it in the
microwave.

Spike emerged from the bathroom and walked into the
kitchen just as Willow was pouring syrup over her
waffles, when the microwave sounded he looked at the
girl in the kitchen and smiled.

"Big appetite today Pet?" He asked.

Willow opened the microwave door and pulled out he
warm mug, handing it over to the vampire.

"No, thought you might be hungry though." She replied
and retrieved her plate of waffles.

"Thanks." Spike said.

They sat at the counter eating in silence. Spike had
done a lot of thinking last night and he knew he
needed to talk to Willow about some things that had
occurred to him but he was afraid of upsetting her
again. As he finished his blood he decided that she
had to deal with the things he was going to say,
either now or later, so it might as well be now.

"Red, We need to talk about some things." Spike said
as he placed the mug in the sink, filling it with
water.

"Talk about what?" Willow said finishing the last bite
of waffle.

"What happened to you that night." Spike said simply.

"I told you I don't want to talk about it anymore."
Willow said nervously.

"I know that, but Willow I think you need to see a
doctor." Spike said gently.

"A-a doctor." Willow said.

"Yeah, Pet. What happened, I mean, there could be
consequences." Spike said unsure exactly how he wanted
to approach this subject.

"You mean like I could be pregnant?" Willow asked, the
idea occurring to her for the first time.

"Yeah, but also you need to be tested for. Your
probably not the first girl that thought he was a nice
guy." Spike said.

"Oh god. Spike I never thought about that. What if."
Her voice trailed off as she started crying again.

Spike moved around the counter quickly to hug her to
him. He hated bringing up this subject with her, he
knew she hadn't thought about any of this, but it
really needed to be dealt with now. His hands moved
over her back soothing her until her breathing began
to even out again and the soft sobs had stopped.

"What am I going to do?" Willow said raising her head
from his shoulder.

"You're going to go to a doctor, then we'll take it
from there." Spike said calmly.

"I can't go to my doctor Spike. My parents could find
out, I mean they pay the bills and."

"Relax. We'll find another doctor, not in Sunnydale.
And don't worry about the bills." Spike assured her.

"Spike I can't take any more from you." Willow said.

"I said not to worry about it Pet." Spike answered.
"Now why don't you go shower and I'll see about
finding a doctor."

Willow gave him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek
before heading to the shower.
 
 

Part 6

Darla was sitting on a bench just outside the building
where the University's drama club was meeting. Finding
this guy had been easier than she expected. Spike had
known his name and the dorm building he lived in, from
there a few questions to various students had told her
where to find him. She opened the book she had brought
with her and pretended to read while keeping an eye
out for her target.

She didn't have to wait long before students started
exiting the building, spotting the guy she was looking
for she rose and started walking toward him. She let
her body collide with his, letting her books fall to
the ground.

"Oh. I'm so sorry. I'm just so clumsy today." Darla
said bending to pick up the books.

"No, no I'm sure it was my fault." He said bending to
retrieve the books for her. "Let me help you with
those."

"Thank you." Darla said shyly when he stood holding
her books.

"Can I walk you home?" He asked.

<Works fast doesn't he> Darla thought as she nodded
her approval.

"I live off campus." She said.

"Lead the way." He Answered gesturing her ahead of
him. "My name is Ryan by the way."

"Darla." She said softly.

They walked quietly to the small apartment building
Darla had found earlier that evening. When the
approached the door she turned back to him.

"Well goodnight it was nice meeting you." She said
shyly.

"Yeah, it was nice. Would you like to go out
sometime?" Ryan asked leaning closer to her.

"This weekend." Darla suggested that would give Spike
at least three days to prepare.

"Friday then?" Ryan asked.

"Sure."

"I'll pick you up at eight then." He said before
walking away.

Darla stood at the door watching him walk away. <He's
arrogant, teaching him a lesson is going to be fun>
She thought as he moved out of sight. She walked into
the apartment, and picked up the phone dialing it
quickly.

"Hi." She said when she heard the familiar voice on
the other end.

"Yeah. All set. Friday night picking me up at eight."
She told him.

She quickly gave him her address then hung up. She
waited a while then went back out in the night. She
was hungry and Spike was right, at least for the next
few days no feeding in Sunnydale.
 

Part 7

Spike had found a clinic in Los Angeles that was open
late. According to the receptionist on the phone they
kind of specialized in this kind of situation. She had
told him that they had a female doctor who was also a
rape counselor, she would examine Willow and talk to
her, try to convince her to go the police but wouldn't
force the issue. Spike made an appointment for Willow
for the same night. Just as they were about to leave
the apartment Darla called. He quickly wrote the
information down and hung up, sticking the address in
his pocket.

They walked into the clinic and looked around. There
were a few girls sitting in the waiting area but
overall the place was quiet. Willow and Spike walked
over to the reception desk and signed in, the
receptionist handed them some forms for Willow to fill
out. They took the forms and found seats in the
corner. Willow quickly filled out the forms,
hesitating only when she reached the billing
questions. Spike pulled a credit card out of his
wallet and handed it to her. She smiled softly and
copied the required information. She finished filling
out the forms and returned them to the receptionist.
Willow took her seat beside Spike who reached for her
hand squeezing it gently.

"It'll be all right Red."

"What if its not?" Willow said softly.

"It will be." Spike said letting go of her hand and
wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

"Willow." The receptionist said.

Willow stood up and followed the woman into the back
of the building. The woman motioned Willow into an
exam room.

"The doctor will be in soon." She said before quietly
exiting the room.

<How can this be happening? I'm in a clinic worried
about diseases, this doesn't happen to me> Willow
thought while waiting for the doctor. The door opened
quietly and a woman walked through the door.

"Willow. I'm doctor Whynan." She said extending her
hand to Willow.

"Hi." Willow said taking the offered hand.

"Would you like to talk first or do the exam first?"
The doctor asked.

"Talk I guess." Willow said.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?"

Willow quickly explained what happened that night.
Spike finding her, not wanting to tell her friends or
the police, and the reasons she was here.

"Your friend was right. There probably isn't anything
wrong, but it's best to make sure." The doctor said
comfortingly, "I do think you should reconsider
telling your friends and the police though."

"I can't tell my friends, I can't really explain why
but I can't. And I don't want to go through the trial
and everything of going to the police."

"Okay, as I said it's your decision. I think we should
to the exam now then I'll come back and talk to you
after getting the results." The doctor said handing
Willow the hospital gown then leaving the room for her
to change.

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After finishing the exam the doctor told her she could
get dressed again and she would be back as soon as she
had the results.

"Can you ask my friend to come in here please?" Willow
said hesitantly.

"It won't take long for the results." The doctor told
her.

"I know, but I want him in here. I don't care if he
hears what you tell me anyway."

"I'll get him for you." The doctor said and closed the
door.

Willow dressed quickly and was just pulling her shirt
over her head when she heard the soft knock on the
door.

"Come in Spike." Willow said.

"The doctor told me you wanted me back here."

"Yeah. If it's okay I don't want to be alone for
this." Willow confessed.

"Sure." Spike said and sat in the chair across from
the red head.

The doctor walked into the room a few minutes later
and smiled at Willow.

"Well I have good news. All tests were negative.
Including pregnancy. I do however want to put you on
antibiotics in case there is anything that hasn't
shown up yet."

"Are you sure? I'm okay?" Willow said almost afraid to
believe it.

"Yes. You'll be fine. The prescription is at the
reception desk as well as a card for a rape counselor.
I know you said you didn't want to see one but keep
the card in case you change your mind."

The doctor left the room and Willow stood up and
walked over to Spike. Hugging him she smiled and
kissed his cheek. He wrapped his arms around her small
frame, happy that she was going to be okay.

"I'm okay Spike." She said.

"Yeah." Spike said, "Lets get out of here."
<Everything will be all right very soon> he thought as
they walked to the reception area.
 

Part 8

Spike's mind was drifting places he knew it shouldn't
be. He was vaguely aware of that as he felt himself
drifting into a dream. He couldn't help it though,
with the warm body pressed against him for the last
three nights. In his mind she wasn't afraid, she
wasn't fragile, she was here because she wanted him.
His mind saw him lowering his head to kiss the small
red head, tasting her with his tongue moving in her
mouth. His mind saw her arms wrapping around his neck
returning the kiss, pressing her body against his. He
could almost feel her breasts against his chest. He
could feel himself hardening as his mind drifted
further into the dream.

Willow felt Spike's arms tighten around her; she
rolled over so she was facing the sleeping vampire. He
was smiling in his sleep. <Must be having a nice
dream> She thought as she studied his face. His hands
began moving on her back, caressing her, drawing her
closer to him. As her hips met his she could feel him
pressing against her. She panicked, started struggling
against the arms that held her.

Spike was being pulled out of his dreams <damn, I
don't want to wake up yet> Spike thought. Then he was
jarred completely awake when he heard Willow's
frightened scream. He sat up in the bed letting go of
her immediately.

"Spike.I." Willow stammered, starting to calm down.

"What happened?" Spike asked confused.

"You were sleeping, then you started to. And I got
frightened." Willow said burying her face in her
hands.

"No. It's my fault Red." <Damn, guess my dream got a
little to real> Spike thought, "I guess I didn't. I
mean."

Spike looked at the small girl on the bed, who right
now looked even smaller. <I am such a bloody ass>
crossed his mind as he watched her.

"I didn't mean to frighten you Pet." Spike said
softly.

"I know that, I know you wouldn't hurt me, I just."
Willow trailed off. "What was happening anyway, one
minute I thought you must be having a pleasant dream
the next you were. Oh."

"Yeah. Okay guess you figured it out. Willow I'm not
that guy though, you know that right. No point in
denying I like you. A lot. But I would never force you
into anything you don't want." Spike said quietly.

"I know. Spike I like you too. Part of me always has."
Willow confessed.

"Really, I had no idea." Spike said looking at the
witch, "Why didn't you ever let on?"

"Me? The one who had a crush on nice, sweet, safe
Xander since like third grade and never told him. Tell
the Big Bad that I liked him." Willow said blushing
deeply at Spike's gaze.

"Okay. So what now?" Spike said.

"I don't know. I want to. But I don't know if I can."
Willow said.

"I don't want to push you or scare you." Spike said.
"You know I'm willing to go forward with this Willow,
but we have to do move at your pace. Nothing happens
from now on unless you make the first move."

"Me?"

"Yeah. You." Spike answered, "I get the shower first."
 

Spike got off the bed quickly grabbing clothes from
his closet and retreating into the bathroom.

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The next few days past quickly and all pretty much the
same. Spike and Willow spent most of their time in the
apartment. Talking, watching movies, and getting to
know each other in a different light.

Spike spent a lot of time thinking about the Ryan, as
time grew closer, he felt more and more confident that
his plan would work. Spike knew the bastard couldn't
be allowed to get away with what he had done. He was
careful not to tell Willow anything about his plans,
he didn't want her upset and he knew she wouldn't be
happy about this, it's the reason she didn't want to
go to Buffy after all.

Willow spent much of the time thinking and healing.
She was growing closer to her vampire protector. She
trusted him, in a way she never thought she could. She
thought about what had happened on that morning, he
liked her, he wanted her. She did feel the same, had
for a long time, but that fear was in the way.  She
had to find a way past the fear. He was willing to be
patient but for how long. She knew something was going
on with him, he was acting odd, like he was keeping
something from her, she didn't know what, but didn't
want to think about it either. All she was sure of was
the physical damage was starting to heal, she could
see the bruises yellowing and fading every day and
Spike was helping to heal the emotional damage of that
night.

read the sequal 'Spike's Revenge'

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