E-mail: The_angel_charlie@hotmail.com
Rating: anyone for now, get to NC-17 later
Disclaimer: They all belong to THE GOD – Joss – not mine (say duh)
Summary: Willows depressed, Spike wants to know why.
Distribution: http://www.geocities.com/angels_soul_1/ – if ya want it – take it – just gimme credit and lemme know.
Author's notes: Me first Fic – be patient – I'll try not to drag it out too long. J.
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Chapter 1 - sigh
*Sigh.*
He's doing it again….
*Sigh.*
That "Big Bad" glare that he uses only for Xander…
*Sigh.*
Now he's doing that pained look at Buffy…
*Sigh.*
He'll always love her…
*Sigh.*
"Willow!" shouts Buffy snapping the redhead from her pondering. "Whoa, dream world, I've been trying to get your attention for like five minutes!"
"Yeah Wills, what's with all the *Sighing?*" quipped Xander
"Sorry" Willow mumbled back, "was thinking about a paper."
"That bad huh? That's why I chose to be the working guy. The freedom, the money the…" Xander was then cut off by Buffy.
"The bills, the rent, the early mornings and late nights, the chip fat smell, not to even mention the work" Buffy said gloomily. "Yeah works great" she deadpanned. There was an awkward silence as the Scoobies exchanged looks.
"Sorry Buffster, I guess you could give another go at working at the site… I could try talking to my boss again, though he wasn't to happy after last time." Offered Xander.
Buffy smiled at him "Its okay Xan, don't get in trouble with your boss, I'll find something"
The groups continued to discuss Buffy's career options, whilst Anya did her money dance as she cashed up, accompanied by Dawn who had arrived 5 minuets previously, eliciting giggles from Tara. Willow had slipped into another little word of her own, this time actually thinking about her paper, Spike sat back slightly from the group, watching. Although before he would have been forced to the back of the group, now he was doing it by choice, he wanted to take a good look at the annoying "happy meals" that had made him the happiest he had been in a long time, though as the Big Bad he'd never admit it. Buffy was back, and finally seemed to have gotten out of her distant phase, this had made Dawns life so much better. He was glad the Slayer had made the break, instead of him. He had realised he didn't love Buffy soon after she had arrived back from heaven, but didn't know how to take away the one thing that she felt was keeping her alive. Without their little `games' she wouldn't have lasted and that wouldn't have been fair on the `lil `Bit, she'd been through too much and need Buffy to stay. Chubb's was marrying the ex-demon, brining together the groups on a happy occasion for once instead of having to save the world, again. He had become so much a part of the group, that the couple had opted for a night time wedding so that he could attend, and that made his un-dead heart swell with pride and acceptance, not that he would let them know that of course. The only one who seemed unhappy was Willow, and this perturbed the vampire, Red had always seemed so lively and selfless, listening instead of being listened too, advising instead of being advised, Red had always been the glue for the group, holding everything together, and Giles leaving had made her come unstuck. No wonder the poor girl went off the rails with the magic he thought, the only one who tried to warn or help her was that Tara girl and she was to quiet too even make a dent on the girls addiction. Doesn't help with that Tara bint rubbing her nose in the fact she's got a new girl so quick. Spike continued to muse upon Willow's apparently miserable self until he was jolted back to reality by the very witch he had been thinking of.
"Spike?… Buffy has to patrol and Xander and Anya have a meeting with the Vicar. Tara is being picked up by her girlfriend so can you walk Dawn and me back to the house? I don't feel safe without my magic to protect us." Willow garbled quickly. She seemed anxious to leave.
"Dawns staying at a friend's house Wills, remember? I said I'd walk her" Buffy reminded her best friend; she shot the girl a concerned look. Willow just hadn't been Willow for a while now and it worried the petite blonde to see her so miserable. "You okay Will's?"
"Yeah just tired, you mind walking me home then spike?" she looked at him pleadingly as though she thought he'd say no. This hurt Spike a little; he'd thought she had got past his demon side and that she trusted him; he quickly pushed it to one side though and replaced it with his usual cocky grin.
"Course I will Red, don't be daft, cant let any of the nasties get you." He grabbed his duster and followed the tiny redhead out of the magic box throwing a wave at the Scoobies, and his usual wink at Dawn "Night `Bit" he called as he was walking out of the door, making the teen grin at his pet name for her. Willow didn't even look back or say a word as she left just in front of the bleached blonde, already lost in her own thoughts again. This elicited more frowns from the rest of the Scoobies, and making Spike jog a little to catch up with the Red head as she walked briskly through the door way and out onto the darkened street.
"Red?" Spike asked tentatively.
"Hmmm?" responded the petite girl distractedly, keeping her eyes fixed to the concrete of the pavement.
"Pet, I'm worried about you, which is bad, cos I'm the big bad and big bad's don't worry about most things." He chided the ex-wiccan gently, hoping to get her to crack a grin. Willow slowed her walking to a more gentle pace and smiled,
"Cummon Pet you gonna tell Spike what's up?" the only response he got was a silence and pick up in the pace of walking again
"What is it?! Don't you trust me?!" he demanded. Willow stopped walking and looked up, shocked, however the shock soon faded to despair. She sighed again
"Of course I do Spike, it's just… you wont get it and you will freak, every ones so happy and this will just screw it all up. Can we just drop it?" She said all this in a resigned tone and added the patented resolve face that not even spike, Master vampire, the Big Bad could break. He sighed then shrugged and started to walk again, the red head following him in grateful silence. They headed for Willow's home in tense silence, not noticing the dark figure emerge from the shadows behind them.
"Oooh Miss Edith, the stars tell me that the pretty little fire witch loves my Spike, my boy…. Hush! Naughty dolly! Won't hurt my Spike! The little fire witch is perfect for my Spikey, she just needs a helping hand! For that you don't get to watch mummy play with her food! And such pretty food it is too all shiny on the inside, like the morning sunrise…"
Chapter 2 – Rage!
Willow and Spike walked quickly down the street, and the dark figure slipped back into the shadows of the alley, neither noticing in their hurry to get out of the tense silence. As they reached the house that Willow shared with Buffy and Dawn, all Willow could feel was a sudden rage. As they walked up the path with silent tears streaming down her face, she spotted the plant pot that decorated the front porch, with out really meaning to she picked it up and raised the heavy terracotta pot above her head. Spike turned just in time to see the tiny red head hurl the plant pot at the paved path, it shattered into pieces as soon as it hit the hard surface. Willow immediately collapsed into violent sobs, she sank to her knees and cried out, not knowing why then, not caring that a very confused and worried vampire was watching her, not knowing anything but the immense pain that the same vampire caused her, just like Oz, just like Tara.
As Willow knelt sobbing, Spike stood there in shock, he'd never sent the girl in such anger, and particularly for no apparent reason. Unsure of what he should do, he slowly knelt next to the sobbing girl, and carefully reached his strong arms around her, pulled her into his lap and let her cry, not minding that his shirt was getting soaked in salty tears, not knowing why he did it, and not particularly caring that it felt right, just sitting holding his best friend, his witch, his Red until she cried herself to sleep.
*~Mean while~*
As the Scoobies watched Willow hurry out with out a word followed closely by Spike, they all turned and frowned at each other. Xander was the first to break the tense silence.
"So what d'ya think is up with Wills, she's been all *Sigh.* ing for months now, at first I thought it was just the majick thing or splitting with you Tara" he added nodding at the quiet mousy wiccan, the girl immediately shuffled nervously, looked at the floor and tried not to look guilty.
"I.. I ... I…" She started
"Tara… its okay – I don't think that's what Xander meant" Buffy interrupted quickly, receiving a tentatively thankful smile from the stuttering girl. Then it was Xander's turn to stutter.
"Hey Tara it's not that I meant…, that is to say I meant that…, I mean…"
"He means that he doesn't think it's because you and willow stopped having sex, more that its something else" Anya offered, making Dawn roll her eyes, Buffy look at the floor, Xander look suitably embarrassed and Tara giggle.
"Anya, we talked about this, a lot!" Xander hissed through clenched teeth. Making Tara giggle even more.
"What, Tara's laughing, and that was the point, to diffuse a tense situation, caused by you I might add, with my humorous open and frank talk of sex, which I don't think of as funny to be honest, but…"
"What I meant was," Xander broke in, receiving a glare from the ranting shop keeper that he was head over heels in love with, "what I meant was, I thought it was that at first, but its been going on so long, I don't think it can be that any more." He finished, receiving a grateful smile from the nervous wiccan.
"I… I… I don't know what's up w…w…with Willow, but I think we need to find out. B..B…Buffy, can you talk to her? You're her b…b…best friend, and I don't think it w…w…would be received too well from me." She finished with a slightly sad look on her face, they could all see she was sorry that she an Willow weren't close anymore, but she had moved on and Willow needed to do the same.
"Okay guy's there's nothing we can do tonight, lets head out, cemeteries to patrol, demons to kill and all that. Dawnie, you got your things?" she queried the teen, as the others headed towards the door.
"Yeah, all things present and correct" Dawn chirped back. Buffy smiled and motioned her towards the door where Anya was waiting with the keys. Once outside the group parted their separate ways, calling and waving to each other as they went. Buffy and Dawn headed down the street under the orange glow of the headlights they chatted happily, neither of them noticing the same figure that had watched Spike and Willow leave, re-emerging from the shadowy side street.
"See Miss Edith, there's Mummy Dru's food, do you see how shiny she is? So pretty she'll be a yummy treat, but I want to play with her first, but you don't get to watch, naughty dolly. The stars tell me the Slayer protects her, we'll just have to think wont we, perhaps my Spike will help, but my boy's trapped by fire, the lovely pretty fire, but careful my Spike, fire burns…"
Chapter 3 – sleep talking
As spike felt willow's breathing slow to a steady slow pace that only meant she could be asleep, he began to think about the nights events, what was it that made her so upset, so angry. He knew she had fire, always had, slayer always repressed that, `prolly why she went after the chit' he thought, `try and go against what the slay thought was normal for `er, try and rebel a bit'. As he continued with his musings, willow turned in her sleep, so that she was facing his chest, and snuggled into his arms further, smiled and mumbled slightly. That was more like his best friend spike thought, sweet, caring, happy, sexy. It took a few more moments of spike gazing at the redhead to realise his last thought. Sexy?! Since when was my best friend sexy?! But now he really thought about it, she was damn fine, when you got rid of all the fluffy jumpers. He was again stirred out of his thoughts by the mumbling girl in his arms.
"'k pet, time for bed" his said quietly as he lifted the girl with ease, took the keys from her hand, and proceeded into the house. As he reached the door to Willows room, he gently opened it and went to the bed and placed her on it, removed her shoes and coat, placed her bag on her desk, then pulled the covers over her. Spike was about to leave, to ponder his thoughts and feelings for the red head, when he heard her speak,
"Hurts Spike…" she mumbled, Spike whirled round, to see what was causing his red pain, there was nothing, she was still in bed, with her eyes shut. Then she did it again,
"Spike you hurt me…" she was still asleep, `sleep talking!' he realised, why was she dreaming about him hurting her? He wondered, before he could go into it, she did it again,
"No silly, not like that, you hurt my heart" now the bleach haired vampire was really confused, so he settled down on the floor next to willows bed to see how her dream played out.
"quiet little Willow, every ones friend, no ones sex slave!" at this Spike sat up, he was beginning to realise where she was heading with this, and the thought made him grin, `knew red had fire!' he thought `just didn't it was in bed!' then another thought occurred to Spike…
"Pet" he began in a low husky voice, "I would love it if you were my sex slave, you just never asked" this sent Willows heart racing, he reached out and stroked her cheek and he heard it speed up even more.
Somewhere in the midst of Willow's sleep hazed brain, she knew something was different, it normally ended in Spike leaving in shame, and her crying for the rest of her life.
"All you have to do pet, is tell me when your awake, and you can be my sex slave for as long as you like" he emphasized the phrase sex slave as he continued to caress her face. "and if you ask nicely, I'll even be yours" he purred.
That was enough to jog willow out of her dream world, she quickly began to force herself back t consciousness. Spike watched as she stirred, and blinked open her eyes, a look of hope and confusion on her face. He continued to caress her face, whilst he let her figure out she was actually awake.
"Spike??" she questioned "whats going on?" yet she still did nothing to stop him touching her.
"you were sleep talking pet, still looking for a sex slave? `cos I have to admit, I'd love to get the job" he said and leered at her, causing her to go that delicious shade of pink.
"Spike.. i.. .oh goddess…" she began to cry again in frustration. Spike immediately stopped fooling around,
"Pet, hush, don't cry red, I mean it! I'd love to be your bleedin' sex slave, as long as you promise not to do a Dru and bugger off looking for angel" he immediately regretted the last part, but Willow seemed to appreciate it and smiled through her tears.
"You mean it?" she questioned with a hopefull look in her eye.
"yes pet, I do" spike answered earnestly
"really?" she questioned again,
"oh bleedin hell pet, of course, I don't lie to you!" and with that said he pulled her to him and kissed her for all his life, well un- life, was worth. At first she was too surprised to respond, then as he moved up onto the bed so that a better angle was available, she began to kiss him back in earnest, exploring his mouth with hers and bringing her hands to rest on his sides.
Spike pulled back for a second or two, to allow her to breath easily for a bit, his eyes taking in her swollen lips, passion glazed eyes, her chest rising and falling heavily with each breath as she struggled to get more oxygen. Then he caught it, just the faintest whiff, her arousal, she really wanted him. His heart sang with joy and he grinned, like the cat who'd got the cream.
As willow struggled for breath, she watched spike as he looked at her, monitoring his reactions. His eyes were so glazed with passion, and he was looking at her so intently, it felt like he was undressing her with his eyes. She took in a sharp breath and bit her lip, as the thought triggered many like it in her head, no one not even Tara had looked at her with that much want in their eyes and it made her feel wanted, sexy and aroused, `goddess, he really wants me' she thought. Then she noticed his grin, `vampire senses! He can smell… oh goddess' she looked down and went very red.
"Reedddddd…" spike sing songed, enjoying her flustered face as she realised what he was grinning at. "Reedddddd… I know what you want, I can smell it" he began moving toward her again, a look in his eye that said `big bad'. Then before she knew what was happening, he had dived for her, making her squeal in surprise. They fell backwards so that he was lying on top of her, his weight supported on his forearms, their legs intertwined. "I can smell what you want" hw said, his voice husky once more "can you feel what I want?" he grinned and wiggled his hips against her slightly and glanced down their bodies and back up at her face waiting for her to catch on.
Willow realised what he meant when he wiggled against her, she could feel his erection pressing against her, he wanted her, she wanted him, now she just had get what she wanted… Spike was starting to think he'd imagined it all, she wasn't saying or doing anything. He'd got it wrong, she didn't want him, he'd just lost his best friend because of his stupidity, what would she ever see in him?… he continued on his panicked ramble, not noticing the gleam that had just appeared in willow's eye. Before he knew what was happening, she had flipped them both over so that she was lying on top of him, their groins pressed together, a look of surprise on his face, and a look of mischievousness on hers. You offered to be my sex slave, Spike, I'm taking you up on that offer. The look of stunned shock on spikes face was almost enough to set the Red head into hysterics, but she held tem back, only one real thought on her mind, "so Spike… want to play a game?"
Oh god, she really wants me after all! Well pet, that depends on the game.. Is it fun?" he asked, wondering if this girl was as kinky as she sounded at that moment in time, he hoped so.
Instead of saying anything, willow just set to business, removing spikes shirt, boots and trousers, pausing to look at him in all his glory, whilst he hungrily eyed her own garments.
"Red, I don't much care for that sweater you've got on." He suggested hoping she'd get the hint.
"what this? I guess I should get rid of it then" she said in mock seriousness, and proceeded to remove it "what about these trousers?" she asked biting her lip.
"nope, those need to go as well" he replied grinning. Willow, his best friend, one of the slayers best friends, standing before him in just her underwear, whilst he himself was naked and standing to attention, the thought of the slayers reaction was priceless, but he fought back a chuckle and kept his mind on the beauty before him, who had started to crawl along his body, a look of pure hunger in her eyes that made him groan in anticipation. As she reached his mouth, she lightly kissed his lips before plundering his mouth with her tongue; she ran her hands over his smooth chest, wanting to have touched every inch of him.
Spike was in ecstasy, the feel of her hands roaming his body was definitely one he'd like to have again and again, he bought his hands from their resting pace on her back to roam her body, one hand kneading the flesh of her bottom, and the other to tease her right nipple through the material of her bra.
Willow groaned into spikes mouth, then pulled away slightly, smiling at the noise of protest he made, and began working her way down his neck and chest to his nipples, licking and kissing all the way, whilst allowing one hand to travel lower and the other supporting her weight. As she bit lightly on his right nipple, she began to stroke his length slowly. As Spike moaned and arched up against her hand, she moved her mouth to the other nipple, and began to stroke him in time with his thrusts, smiling into his chest at each of the noises of pleasure he made. After a while, willow decided to step up a gear, and began to travel further down his body, glancing up at him briefly, she noted that he was sure panting a lot for someone who didn't need to breathe! Sending him a cocky grin, she then moved his erect cock towards her mouth, and slowly licked the pre-cum from the head of it all the while maintaining eye contact.
Spike had never seen any thing so sensual, so sexy, he was already very hard from willow's hand ministrations, but her mouth sent his eyes rolling back in his head. Then returning to look backing in those soulful hazel eyes as she slowly took in as much of his length as she could with out gagging, gently sucking him as she went. "Shiiittttt…" spike moaned "Red, baby, god, your gooood at thiiiisss" extending each word as she moved up and down his hard length. As she picked up the pace spike continued to moan loudly, knowing no one else was home as the presure in his balls built up slowly but steadily, and as he came into willows hot warm mouth he shouted
"Shiiiittttt…. Dru!!!!!"
Chapter 4 – speechless
A numb feeling spread through willow at hearing that name, and she could do nothing but sit back on her knees and stare blankly at spike. Wondering why it could never be her, always had to be someone else.
Spike was at that very moment in time, transfixed by the sight of the window, what was she doing here? Back again. Silly bint probably forgot one of her dolls he thought, snorting out loud at the idea. He was just about to ask Willow what they should do about the return of Dru when he noticed the anger and humiliation in her face, and frowned in confusion.
"what is it pet?" he asked reaching for her hand, which she pulled away from his reach sharply.
Willow had been startled from her numb shock when spike snorted in amusement at something, not only had he lied to her, he had used her and now he was laughing at her, and it was the last straw.
"I am not" she hissed "your pet" she glared at him, her mind already working to find a suitable punishment "don't touch me!" she near yelled as he reached for her hand.
"Red? What the hells going on?" spike asked, wondering why willow was wigging on him, shit, used a buffyism, good thing it wasn't out loud, he was going of track and mentally pushed his mind back to the fuming redhead in front of him. What had he done? There was nothing he could think of, and there was a more pressing matter at hand, Dru was back, and where ever Dru went, trouble was never far behind.
Willow sat there in open mouthed shock, he didn't even know what he'd done, he must really love Dru, if it was that much of an unconscious act. Tears fell silently from her eyes, and she got up and began finding clothes, she needed not to be there.
Spike was really confused now
"Red?" he asked
"Red? RED?! Willow talk to me!" he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her round to face him, moving one hand to wipe away a tear.
"don't do that spike" she whispered grabbing his hand.
"I don't know what the fucks going on pet!" said spike, his impatience getting the better of him.
"willow?" he asked as she turned away.
"Willow?" his voice gaining volume
"Willow?!" he was near shouting now, yet she still turned her back to him.
"WILLOW! WHAT THE FUCKS GOING ON??!!" he roared
something inside willow snapped at that, and she spun to face him, with a look of anger twisting her pretty face.
"Don't you DARE shout at me you piffling vamp! You talk to much – you know that!" at these words a grin spread across her features. She shut her eyes, took a calming breath and said "avantiam parlent halta " there was a thunderous crack and a flash of light and then she was gone, a flash of red hair disappearing round the corner, leaving the platinum blonde stunned and literally speechless.
Chapter 5 - Thinking
Willow had been walking for hours, not that she realised nor cared. The evening's events running through her mind at such a speed and with such frequency that it was a wonder she could keep up with them. It wasn't just spike she was upset over, she had failed, fallen off the wagon, used magick again. She could feel the power humming through her, begging to be released. Yet it wasn't as bad as before, a brisk walk was enough to keep her mind off all the spells she wanted to perform, that all to easily jumped to the forefront of her mind. She managed a dry laugh when she imagined how spike would react when he realised what she had done. She continued her walk around the streets of sunnydale, until it was nearly dawn, the power still humming through her, which was enough to keep the nasties at bay – just the threat of the power was enough.
Spike didn't have a clue what had just happened, Willow had been acting odd for a few weeks now, but nothing this odd. Just depressed, unhappy. Now she was throwing full on wack attacks complete with spells.
<The spell!> spike thought, then groaned out loud, except, to his horror, no sound came out at all. He tried talking, his mouth formed the words, he felt the vibrations in his throat, but there was no sound. Stupid bint, he thought, why did she do this?! Now its going to make telling buffy about Dru more difficult, and buffy needed to know that the insane vampire was here, sure she was mad, but it made her plans more unpredictable, which was no good thing. Spike decided to focus on why Willow had flipped, so that hopefully she would unflip, and undo the spell. Then he could sort out Dru. <Dru!!!> He thought, Willow was working that talented mouth of hers so well and he had been nearing release, and then as he came, he had seen dru and shouted out dru's name, Willow hadn't seen her, she thought he was thinking of Dru whilst it was her that bought him to his orgasm. Shit! He thought, <spike, your and idiot> he thought in rage. He quickly dressed, intending to find willow and explain. How ever, he was distracted by the sudden apperance of a semi-transparent blue figure that floated through the wall.
Chapter 6 - Memebee
Spike was about to ask the new arival who she was, then remembered he couldn't speak, so he scowled instead.. She had shoulder length hair that was in tight curls, framing her face. She was wearing low cut, hipster jeans, with what looked like flipflops on her feet with large blue flowers over the toes, and an off the shoulder linen top that exposed her neck and shoulders nicley. With her head cocked, the figure floated about a foot off the ground, with her hands on her hips as she regarded him, her expression thoughtfull yet her grin quirky. The most unnerving thing about her however was that she was totally and utterly blue, a pale watery kind, with only the hint of normal colour beneath it.
Unacustomed to long silences and intense study, spike glared at her wondering how to tell her to sod off with out a voice. But before he could get any further, the figure began to speak, rapidly.
"Hey, you're Spike? I thought you'd be taller, but then Willow doesn't like lanky guys does she? Where is Willow by the way? I thought she was supposed to be here so you could both be screwing? That's what the fates said you'd be doing, Oh well – things happen I guess!" Spike continued to glare as she continued "I wonder where shes got to! Do you know?" she continued before he could answer "I'll track her down later, the fates might get me an update or something, never know! Not very chatty are you?!" she added cheerily. Spike rolled his eyes and began trying to look for pen and paper, to ask this person who the hell she was. The figure watched with a puzzeled expression as spike hunted round Willows room. Eventually he found a pen, and took some paper from Willows printer, then proceeded to write in large letters
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU??!!" he then held up his sign, and the blue figure gigled nervously.
"Oh! Right sorry! I'm Meme, Memebee!" Spike shrugged in an exasperated fashion, a blank expression on his face. He continued to glare.
"No need to get stressy, im here to help you out!" Memebee huffed, crossing her arms. Spike looked puzzled and wrote another sign, showing a single large question mark. He held it up, shaking it slightly to emphasize the point – he didn't have a clue what was going on. It was Memebee's turn to look puzzled.
"But you should know… I sent…Should've told you every thing… to avoid…" suddenly the puzzled look vanished, and it was replaced by rage, and she yelled to the heavens,
"CHRISSYBEE! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE NOW!!!!"
Chapter 7 - Chrissybee
Spike sat and watched in fascination as Memebee tapped her foot in the air, wondering how you can tap your foot and create a tap noise if you were floating a foot off the ground. He was so lost in thought he nearly fell off his perch on the bed when the blue figure yealled again.
"chrissybee! get off that damn computer and get down here!" she yelled at the ceiling, with a last glare at the ceiling she turned to face the vampire who was quickly trying to re-settle himself and regain some dignity. "I'm soo sorry about all this, honestly! he has no consideration whatsoever! It's that damn computer, always on the internet, or playing some game, i mean Jedi Knight II is all well and good but it shouldn't make you late for work!..." Spike began to tune out at this point, an ability he had learnt whoilst working with the scoobies - they were his friends fair enough - but listening to buffy go on about this guy or that guy 24/7 was too much for any vamp, master bad ass or not. As he sat pretending to listen to the blue figure infront of him he began to think of willow and a smile spread across his face.
Meme realised she was ranting, but spike didnt seem to mind so she carried on venting her anger about her brother's lack of work commitment. Untill she noticed Spike smile, making her realise he wasn't listening at all, she frowned and then said
"...And willow ran off with the milkman who happens to be your sire the king of poof..." she paused and looked at spike who nodded, then frowned as realisation hit him and stared wide eyed at her in shock. "Chill - just wanted to see if you were listening" she said with a goofy smile causing the vampire to visibly relax then glare at her. But before she could say anyhting ele, his expression turned to one of surprise and she turned to see a green figure stride through the wall leaving a gaping hole and a pile of bricks as they were enveloped in a cloud of dust. Coughing, memebee looked, wide eyed, at the intruder.
"whoops" said the green figure "I forgot, i'm solid here aren't i?"
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