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Spike woke up in the dark alleyway, naked except for the gaudy amulet around his neck. Groggily he sat up and looked down at himself. He giggled like a drunk, “Liz Taylor lives on!”

Then he struggled to his feet and stumbled down the alleyway towards the street.

***

Giles re-read the passage in the book about the strange amulet that Angel had given Buffy and gasped, “Oh, dear lord.”

Willow looked up, “What’s the matter?”

Giles was the master of understatement and if he ever ‘oh dear Lorded’, it normally meant an impending disaster of some kind.

Giles put the book down and stared at Willow, “I’ve just been reading about that amulet that saved the world… and I think there’s another surprise in store.”

“But the amulet’s gone,” Willow said, “It disappeared when Spike….when Spike d..died.”

The memory was still a little painful for the Scoobies. Spike had become a hero to all of them when he had sacrificed himself. Buffy was certainly still reeling from his death and everyone could see her love for him.

“It says here that the cleansing power of the amulet cleanses the body and soul of the person wearing it. And by fulfilling his destiny, the wearer becomes human!”

Willow stared at him, “You mean Spike became human before he died?”

Giles nodded, “Yes. That’s what I think.”

“Oh!” Said Willow. Poor Spike. Something he had always wanted other than a soul in order to be completely with Buffy and then ‘poof’ - dead.

“There’s more…” Giles began and Willow frowned at him.

“More with the deadness?” She queried.

“No. I’m sure it’s saying that the amulet wearer is reborn…the exact translation is ‘life regiven’. That would suggest that Spike is alive somewhere, as a reward for selfishlessly saving the World”

“A bit like a Phoenix rising from the ashes…Sunnydale ashes”

“Er…well..yes.”

Willow looked serious, “Giles, if this is true, we need to find Spike, but I don’t think we should tell Buffy about this. If we’re wrong she’d be devastated. More so than she already is.”

“Yes, I agree. But where on Earth are we going to start looking?”

“I could do a locator spell.”

“O.k.”

***

Spike looked down at the clothes he’d stolen from the store he’d broken into. Not bad. Then just as he was leaving, he happened to walk past a mirror and stopped in stunned surprise. He turned back to the mirror and for the first time in over 100 years, he saw his reflection.

“Bloody hell!” He muttered and stared at the pale man with brown hair and vivid blue eyes. He leaned towards the glass to stare at his skin and then he saw the mirror mist up.

“What the …?” He was breathing! Then he felt his heart beating and his stomach rumble with hunger. My God, he was alive, human alive! How had this come about?

The Earth was obviously still intact, so Buffy and the others must have survived, but who was still alive out of them? He had to know for sure and he had to find out what had happened to him. The answer to the latter lay in the amulet’s history and Peaches just might know something about that. The Poof would also know who had survived the great fight.

But first, Spike had to get some food.

***

Willow was in the middle of performing the locator spell,

“He’s here in LA…he’s on his way to meet someone in a park…”

“Who’s he meeting?” Asked Giles.

“Hang on….a Vampire…it’s Angel. They’re meeting in Stanford Park!”

“Let’s go,” said Giles, “It’s never a good thing when those two meet up.”

“When who meet up?” Asked Buffy as she came in the door and heard the last part.

Both Willow and Giles jumped guiltily, “Nothing!” They cried.

Buffy narrowed her eyes in suspicion, “There’s something you two aren’t telling me. Don’t make me beat you!”

Giles took off his glasses and cleaned them, “Yes…well…er…it’s like this….”

***

Spike paced by the park bench, waiting for Angel to appear from the dark. And suddenly there the Poof was.

“Spike!”

“Peaches!” Smirked Spike.

“What are you doing here? I thought that you were dead!”

“So did I,” laughed Spike, reaching into his t-shirt and holding up the amulet, “But your little bauble here had other ideas.”

Angel’s eyes narrowed, “Well, now you’re here, I’d like it back.”

“You can bloody try! I came here for some answers & then I’ll go.”

Angel broodily crossed his arms over his chest, “What answers?”

“What do you know about the amulet?”

“Nothing, apart from its cleansing power, which helped you save the World, and the fact it’s let you live!” Angel said bitterly.

Spike smirked, “Yeah, you’d prefer me dead, wouldn’t you, Peaches? Now, what about the others? Did they all make it?”

“A few of the Potentials that became Slayers and Anya didn’t make it. The rest are fine.”

Spike was relieved. He knew Buffy must have made it, but it was good to hear it confirmed.

“Well, I’ll take my leave of you then, Peaches. I’ve got to find Buffy.”

“Damn you, Spike! She’ll never love you like she did me,” roared Angel and went to punch Spike.

Spike automatically hit back and Angel went flying. Spike looked at his fist in wonder. What the hell? That wasn’t normal human strength.

Angel quickly recovered and the two grappled. They exchanged even blows until at last Angel had Spike pinned beneath him.

“I think this is mine,” he said and ripped the amulet off Spike. Spike immediately started turning blue in the face.

Angel suddenly found himself tackled from the side and pulled off Spike. He looked up to see a furious Buffy glaring at him. She grabbed the amulet off a stunned Angel and threw it to Spike, somehow sensing that he needed it.

“Leave him alone!” she said angrily and went over to Spike. Now that the amulet was back in his possession he regained his breath and colour. He slowly stood up and the pair stared at each other. Buffy’s eyes were full of unushed tears, “So, it’s true,” she said softly, “You’re alive and….. human.”

She put a hand on his warm chest and felt his heart beating.

“Oh, Spike. I’ve missed you so much!” She uttered and threw her arms around him.

“Human!” Spluttered Angel. Damn it. How come Captain Peroxide got to be human and not him?

“Yes, human,” confirmed Willow, as she and Giles walked up.

Angel looked shell shocked, “But that can’t be. He fought as well as me just now.”

Willow & Giles looked at each other, “I wonder…no…it couldn’t be…” they both said.

“Couldn’t be what?” Asked a frustrated Angel.

“My joining spell for the Slayers. Maybe Spike’s a Slayer too.”

Buffy and Spike stopped kissing each other and whirled around at Willow’s words, “What was that?”

“Buffy, did you touch Spike at all during the fight?”

Buffy frowned, remembering touching Spike’s hand, with her cut one, and the fire that burned both of them, before she reluctantly let go.

“Yes, but all too briefly. Why?”

Willow shrugged. “I’m not sure, but maybe my joining spell and the power of the amulet have made Spike a Slayer too. He was able to fight Angel just now, which no normal human can do.”

Spike looked down at the amulet and remembered the strength he’d felt when fighting Peaches, “My, God, it has to be true.”

“The first ever male Vampire Slayer!” Uttered Giles, excitedly. This definitely hadn’t been in a textbook.

Angel wasn’t so thrilled with the news. Not only was Captain Peroxide human and had Buffy’s love, but he was a Slayer as well. Then something occurred to him,

“How come Spike starting suffocating when I took the amulet away from him?”

Giles frowned, “I don’t know. We’ll have to research it. Spike, you’d better come back with us.”

Spike put his arm around Buffy and followed Willow and Giles to the car. Angel was forgotten about.

Spike couldn’t believe it. Buffy was now one of many Slayers around the World, so she had the chance of being a normal girl if she wanted to and here he was, back on the Earth as human. They could finally share a proper relationship, and if he was indeed a Slayer too, it meant that Buffy still had that extra special something in her man.

***

Finally Buffy was alone with Spike.

“I meant what I said down in the Hellmouth. I love you!”

Spike looked into her eyes and knew it to be true.

“Well, it’s about bloody time, Pet. The run around you’ve given me over the years…”

“Shut up,” She said with a smile and pushed him onto the bed. She quickly straddled him and looked him over. God he was gorgeous. She ripped his t-shirt open and revealed his muscled chest. That was better. She ran kisses over the exposed flesh and revelled in the response she got from him. Spike reached for her, but she slapped his hands away,

“No touching me yet.”

Spike pouted, which made him look boyish and Buffy just had to kiss his mouth. She deepened the kiss by invading his mouth with her tongue. He still tasted of Spike, but he was warm Spike now. His kisses always made her head swim, but the warmth behind this one increased the feeling. She broke away,

“Wow!” She said.

Spike quirked his scarred eyebrow, “No need to sound so surprised, Luv. Master at work here.”

She smiled, before moving down the bed. He put his arms behind his head and watched as she undid his belt buckle and unzipped his trousers. Then he grinned as she pulled his trousers down and revealed his hard on.

“Still going commando then?”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way, especially when you want your hands on me so badly.”

Buffy pulled his trousers off completely and threw them to one side. She then ran her hands up his warm legs as she climbed back onto the bed. She looked at him, as she slowly lowered her mouth to his balls and gave them a lick.

Spike twitched in response. He was definitely in heaven. Her warm wet tongue lapped at his balls, while one hand stroked his shaft. Then her tongue licked its way up his shaft and her mouth engulfed him. He tried not to thrust into her mouth, as she worked her magic, alternately sucking and licking him, whilst pumping him with her strong hand, but it was impossible not to.

Finally Spike couldn’t take it anymore. What Buffy was doing was wonderful, but what he really wanted right now, was to be buried deep inside her. He eased her mouth off his stiff cock, and quickly flipped her over, spreading her legs and thrusting into her before she had time to blink.

“Oh, Spike!” She cried and wrapped her legs around him, urging him on. He was so deep in her and she was so wet for him. Each thrust made her cry out louder and Spike grinned down at her.

“You always were a screamer, Pet.”

Buffy was too far gone to hear. She climaxed and shuddered around him, bringing him with her.

Afterwards they lay in each other’s arms. Spike idly caressed Buffy’s shoulders and back, his light touch sensitising the skin and arousing her once more. She turned to face him, “Ready to go again?”

“Of course! Nothing like a bit of Slayer on Slayer action to pass the time.”

Spike’s mouth devoured hers, before trailing warm kisses down her throat and fastening onto an erect nipple. He bit gently on the bud, worrying it with his teeth. Buffy hissed in pleasure, and arched her back. Spike tweaked her other nipple and pinched it hard, just the way she liked it. Then his fingers thrust into her wetness and tormented her clit.

“How do you want it, baby?”

“I want to ride you,” she panted.

Spike rolled them over so that she was on top.

Buffy looked into his eyes as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock and rotated her hips.

“I love you so much,” she said as she rode him.

Spike wasn’t going to argue with that.

***

After a marathon session of sex, Spike & Buffy found Giles and the others in the living room. Giles looked up from his books,

“I’m afraid I can’t find anything more on that amulet. I can only assume that you have to keep it on your person as a condition for being here.”

“Sodding hell,” said Spike with feeling, “You mean I have to look like Liz Taylor for the rest of my life? I’m grateful for being back and as a Slayer and all, but asking me to wear this is a bit much!”

Buffy sniggered, “Relax, Spikey. It suits you.”

“Bloody doesn’t!” he huffed. But then he smiled, “Still, I suppose old Rupey is right. If it’s a condition for being here, I’d rather be here.”

Giles spoke again, “I don’t have anything on a male Slayer either, so no-one saw that coming. I believe that you were destined to save the World and redeem yourself and therefore come back as human, but I think Willow’s spell was a coincidence. Buffy just happened to touch you at the right time.”

“So does that make you my Watcher?”

Giles smiled, “Only if you want me to be. Willow’s spell has created thousands of Slayers and I certainly can’t be Watcher to all of them. It’s a problem I’m going to have to look into.”

“And on that note, we’ll leave you to it,” said Buffy, determinedly grabbing Spike’s hand and pulling him outside with her. She has things to discuss.

They stood out in the garden in the bright sunshine and looked at each other, “You can get a tan now,” she said, “and …”

Spike interrupted her, “What about us, Buffy? Where do we go from here?”

Buffy looked down, “I knew you’d ask me that eventually ….. I finally have the chance of a normal life now that there are other Slayers out there, but I never wanted a normal guy. With you, I can get my normal life, as you’re human, but you also understand me as a Slayer and indeed you are a Slayer now, so you aren’t normal.”

She looked up at him again, “What I’m trying to say is, I’ve done baking and I’m a cookie now, that’s ready to be eaten.”

Spike looked at her incredulously for a moment, “Pet, I don’t know where the hell cookies come into it, but I assume you mean you want to be with me.”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Well thank Christ for that,” Spike said and crushed his mouth on hers.