Part Four

{song--Never An Easy Way by Morcheeba}


"I'm worried Giles, she's been gone three days now.  She hasn't been to any classes.  I looked for Parker but I couldn't find him.  Also Angel came down looking for her, but I told him I didn't know where she was."  The red head said in one breath.  She collapsed into a chair at the watcher's home and looked up to Giles, imploring him with her eyes to give her an explanation.
"Maybe she a-and Parker left together for a few days - though why she wouldn't tell us is beyond me.....You say Angel came round, why?"
"I don't know, but he was acting kinda weird - you know, almost over guilty."  Willow shook her head, "But thats not the problem - I don't know why she'd leave without telling me...or you...or anyone." 
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, "Giles..y-you d-don't think she's..."
"No, Willow, don't think that.  We'll find her, I promise.  I'll ring Angel, he should know how to find her.  After all he did track her to Sunnydale."  The watcher attempted to reasure the witch, though doubt filled him.  Buffy may have been a erst-while slayer but she always checked in with him every day.  He tried Angel Investigations a few times, before being informed by the operator that the line had been terminated.
Giles replaced the phone, his face white, "Willow....there has been a murder, three murders at Angel's home.  An actress - Rebecca Lowel, Wesley a-and..Cordelia."
Willow's eyes bugged and her tears spilled over.  "No.." she whispered, a thought struck her and she spoke suddenly, "Angelus!"
Giles looked at her sharply at the despised name, "It must have been...him.  There was something off about him when he visited, I told you.  Oh God....Cordy."  She let out a sob, the watcher enveloping her in his arms as her body shook with her loss.
Willow looked up at Giles, "What happens if he killed her Giles, he was looking for her and now she's missing...."  She couldn't say her name for fear of making it come true.
"Shush"  he cooed, attempting to calm her, as his watcher-mode switched off and Ripper came back in full force.  "If he's hurt her I'll kill him, I swear I'll kill him."


Buffy awoke as the sun set, Spike still inside her and she stretched, her movement waking her lover.
"Hmmm, hi!"  she murmered as he turned them on to their sides, pulling her to him possesivly.
"Hi." he returned, pressing a kiss to her lips.  Buffy smiled moving back, "Shall we go outs tonight?"
As he appeared to be about to argue 'no' she turned on the charm! 

"Please Spike, pretty please?"  She asked, batting her eyes at her mate. He chuckled at her flirtations, kissing her briefly before pulling away, "Could never refuse you anything, could I?"
Buffy shook her head slightly, smiling - her eyes wide, before kissing him again.  She rolled her hips forward, loving the feeling of her lover growl inside her.  She threw one leg over his hip, thrusting herself on to him.  Both moaned as she squeezed around him and Spike rolled her on to her back, rocking against her clit.


"The chosen one.  One of the light.  When there are two of the light, one must fall.  When that who was righteous of the light is turned to darkness within the sun's presence, strength the world has yet to see shall be bestowed upon her.  Legions will come to serve them and the world shall suffer their wrath."  Giles read the profecy for the thrid time, his ominous voice not lost on the tear-stained faces of the four teenagers and one forty-something that sat in his living room.  He sighed, helplessly dropping the book on to a nearbye chair.  "T-There's nothing else.  This has been foretold in the watcher's chronicals, the begining of the end of light verses evil."
"My baby."  Joyce whimpered from the corner, her glass of brandy shattering into pieces as she threw it to the ground.  "How could you..."  she took a deep breath, falling back into her seat, her head in her hands as she wept.  Willow sniffed, moving carefully to the shaking woman, wrapping an arm around her, gently patting her back.
"Do we have to kill her?"  Xander's quiet yet controlled voice broke in the silence.  In the last few hours he'd been informed of his previous girlfriends demise and that one of his best friends had met their worst fate. He hadn't really spoken.  Anya, in all her lack of human knowledge, had simply sat by him and held his hand.  Her silence gave him strength.
"I..uh..."  the watcher trailed off, his eyes closed as he forced back tears.
"Can I curse her?"  WIllow asked, "If I cursed her she'd be good right, then she wouldn't need killing."  The witch flinched at her own tactlessness but her inner argument was lost when Giles looked at her with tears in his eyes, his head slowly shook.  He swallowed, "Slayers...do not keep their souls, as don't a normal vampire."  At Willow's hopeful face he continued, "But, for the slayer to regain her soul she would have had to not have followed her sire's soul to hell.  If she didn't follow him her soul would be in the ether - where it could be retrieved."
"So, you're saying if she's not with Angelus then we have a chance.  I mean you said as a sire of a slayer he would be protective and possesive of her but if they aren't together then he has no hold over her so her soul isn't lost."  WIllow said, hope blossoming within all in the room.
"Yes, we must determin this though quickly.  Willow, if you can get ready to retrieve her soul.  We must recurse all the houses that have allowed her in never the less, just as a procaution."  He looked up at Joyce, hope in his eyes.  "We can try."
She nodded mutely then allowed Willow to lead her to her car.
"I'll prepare for the 'vampires stay out' ritual."  Tara said quietly, as Giles nodded at her lost in his thoughts she quietly left the house.


*** *** ***

<<
I think I slipped the net
but I cut myself free
I'm not loosing yet
so don't forget me
I'll say it, replay it
and try tomorrow
I'll say it, replay it
and live with sorrow
>>

The eerie, yet sensual music rolled around the dark club, soft lightling bounced between the walls.  Couples danced close together, heads resting on shoulders or chests.  At least they thought they were dancing closer than possible, that was until the handsome blonde couple entered the dance floor. 

<<
You'd think I learned by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray
You'd think I learned by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees
>>

He was dressed entirely in leather except for a red shirt, the black and blood colour accenting his pale skin and white blonde locks.  She was dressed in similar colours; tight black leather pants and a thin red backless holter neck.

<<
I'll admit I'm wrong,
but I'm getting on track
I 've been been here too long ,
I'm under attack
I'll face it, replace it
and try to change
I'll face it, replace it
and rearrange
>>

Buffy smiled as she recognised the song and moved slowling to the dance floor, Spike closely following as his eyes watched her hips sway enticingly infront of him.  As they reached the centre the vampire pulled his mate into his arms, holding her so that their legs wove inbetween each others.  His arms wrapped around her as he swung their hips erotically back and forth to the beat as their mouths mated.

<<
You'd think I learned by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray
You'd think I learned by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees
To pray
On my knees
To pray
>>

Angelus' yellow eyes burned in the dark room as he saw Spike's hands move across Buffy.  His Buffy.  He barely restrained himself as he watched as they practically made love...no not love...as they practically fucked one another on the dance floor.  Lables didn't matter, the point - she was HIS.  Once Spike was gone they could live evily ever after.  Time.  Time was all it needed.  He had time, but he wanted what was rightfully his NOW.  In a flash of black he grabbed the nearest teenager and dragged her from the club, sinking his fangs into her soft neck.

<<
I think I slipped the net
but I cut myself free
I'm not loosing yet
so don't forget me
I'll say it, replay it
and try tomorrow
I'll say it, replay it
and live with sorrow
>>

Tara's mouth dropped open as she saw the former slayer dancing...if it could be called that.  She didn't realised they'd be in such a public place.  Funny, the guy she was dancing with didn't exactly fit Willow's description of Angel though.  *Giles.*  She thought, hurring from the club to the watcher's home an overly large cross clutched in her hand.

<<
You'd think I learned by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray
You'd think I learned by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees
To pray
On my knees
To pray
On my knees
To pray
>>

As the song finished, Buffy slid her hands up Spike's chest into his hair.  She pulled slightly, bringing his lips from her's.  He growled, tugging at her bottom lip, "What, pet?"
She moaned against him, rocking her hips forward, "Lets go."  She said breathlessly, despite her need for none.  His eyes flashed yellow and he inhaled sharply as she moved her hands to his ass grabbing him as she thrust her hips into his.  Growling again he pressed a hard kiss to her lips before leading her from the club to his car.

<<
On my knees
To pray
>>


"Uh...M-mr G-giles?"  Tara's timid voice ventured into the saddened haze.  All eyes shot to her, though not in anger, and she blushed at the attention.  Willow attempted to smile reassuringly at her and she continued, "I u-uh was at the u-um Br-bronze
a-and I s-saw Buffy."
"With Angleus?  Did she see you?  Are you okay?  Did she hurt you?"  Willows worried questions fired at her and Xander placed a hand on her arm "Let her finish Wills."
"Sorry."  The hacker said and Tara smiled, feeling slightly better.
"She was d-dancing, but the guy looked, well, not how you described him." 
The witch frowned, "What did he look like?"  She asked quietly.
"He had uh, really blonde hair, bleached blonde - looked like u-um..."
"Billy Idol?"  WIllow and Xander asked at the same time, regret in their voices.
"Yeah."  Tara said.  Giles dropped his book, "Bloody Hell." and collapsing into a chair.
"What?"  I'm sorry, did I..."
"No, Tara, I think you saw her with S-spike."  Willow said as Xander hung his head in his hands.
"Spike?"


"Yes, yes......SPIKE!"  Buffy screamed into the night as she came for the second time, claming down on Spike's cock forcing him over.  As he came his face changed and he sunk his fangs into the tender skin of her neck, reopening the almost healed bite mark.  Buffy moaned, biting down on his neck.  As they fed from their lover their hearts began to beat in synchrony, the sound almost blasting in their perceptive ears. 

Once the world had stopped spinning, Buffy opened her eyes and removed her fangs from her sire's neck, absently looking around the alley behind the bronze.  She could hear people leaving the nightclub and she tugged lightly on Spike's hair.  He raised his dazed eyes to hers and she smiled lovingly at him.

"Let's go home, my backs killing me!"

Spike chuckled, "Sure, love."

Part Five