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Author's Chapter Notes:
With the help of Tasha (who really was so nice about helping me out to) this is the final chapter. i wanna say thanks most espacally to Tasha for being the most increadible beta. She really helped me make this a great story. i would also like to thank kari, lily, dannii, bernadette, and crystal pegasus. i would also like to say thanks to the constructive critisum of spuffyreader and stupidbint for telling me what you felt without being mean about it. Again i own nothing.
Single ' ' marks indicate thoughts while regular " " marks show actual talking out loud.



'Oh shit!' Spike's back pressed against the wall. His arms wrapped around his new mate who sat on the ground in front of him. 'Shit! Shit! Shit!' He knocked his head back against the wall several times. 'What the hell was I thinking? I just claimed the Slayer. That wasn't supposed to happen.'



Buffy nestled herself further into her new lover's embrace. She turned half to the side and nestled her head against his chest. Her lust fogged mind was a whirl of various thoughts and emotions.



Spike ran his fingers through Buffy's hair. He practically purred at the softness of her long blonde tresses in his hand. He nuzzled her shoulder and inhaled her scent: vanilla, blood, power, and all woman. 'I took her blood, and it was the sweetest on this Earth.' He estimated that she could only be about 16, but the power and maturity that emanated from her blood to his went far beyond her actual years. 'She calls to my demon. She ripped him from the background to the surface the moment my fangs pierced her neck to taste her.'



Buffy felt Spike nuzzle her neck near her shoulder. Her senses were on fire. Even in the aftermath of their joining, she still felt him in her blood as if she was still joined to him. She turned her emerald eyes to gaze into the now blue orbs of her choice of mate. Closing her eyes she memorized his scent: cigarettes, leather, whiskey, power, and earthy male musk.



Spike felt perfectly content with the woman in his arms. 'God, I could dust happily from the heat she radiates.' He looked down at Buffy. A pang of sadness tapped at the outer walls of his heart. The realization of what brought him into this woman's life pained him. 'My Dark Princess. She's gone forever.' He frowned. 'I hadn't planned on tying myself to anyone yet, but I couldn't stop myself. This feels so right.'



Buffy opened her eyes, cupped Spike's face with the palm of her hand and smiled. She instinctively knew that her choice for a mate was a good one. Her Slayer power swirled around in her blood. Her mate was strong, just as she was. They were evenly matched.



'At least I know that this is what my Sire wanted for me. She told me to find the moonlight; the one whose sunlight the Master darkened.' Spike rested his forehead on Buffy's. He rubbed his nose against hers in a playful kiss. 'I haven't betrayed my Sire's memory. She wanted me to find this luscious creature.'



Buffy felt the sadness pass through the connection she now shared with the vampire. She worried about him. In a flash of images she saw the loss of his Sire recently. Other images of intimacy crossed her thoughts. Although a part of her wanted to be jealous of the dark beauty, she realized that it was that beauty who sent this man to her.



Spike watched the confusion, pain, and slight jealousy cross his mate's features. She looked so small and fragile like this, not at all like the girl he fought earlier. "Don't worry about it, pet. She wanted me to come here to care for and be with you." He made a promise to himself to do whatever he could to keep her alive, just as she was. Not even his demon felt the urge to cross her over completely.



Buffy relaxed in Spike's arms. She mourned along with her mate over his loss. She rarely paid attention to Giles when he sputtered on about vampire families and traditions, but she knew enough to know that the loss of a Sire was very hard. "This day hasn't turned out anything like I expected it to."



"She would have liked you." Spike brought Buffy's lips up to his. He tenderly kissed her before he pulled back to look at her again. "Then again, you did dominate her Daddy. She would have been cross at you for that."



"Who?" Buffy quirked her head sideways. She wasn't familiar with many vampires on a personal basis. She had no idea who his Sire's Daddy was. She'd made a lot of vampires submit to her tonight in her quest to find the Master. 'Perhaps it was one of them.' She started feeling odd as memories flashed through her mind.



"Angelus." Spike smirked. "I tasted him in your blood. With what I saw earlier, I'd say you had a piece of him the same way you did those other blokes."



That one word, Angel, unlocked the floodgate to all of her memories from the time the Master sank his fangs into her neck until now. "Oh shit! I bit Angel!" Buffy sat up panicked. "I growled at Xander."



Spike tried to calm Buffy down. He rubbed circles around her back. "We'll suss it all out, pet. Calm down."



"Calm down?" Buffy started to become more frantic. "I just had sex. Oh my gosh! I had sex with a vampire." Her voice quivered. "I'm mated to a vampire, and I have fangs. Oh my God! Why do I have fangs?" She slapped her hand to her chest to check for heartbeat. "I'm not dead. Why am I not dead if I have fangs?"



Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy tightly. "Nothing is going to kill you while I'm around." His demon snarled in agreement with each word. Nothing was touching its mate if he could help it.



Buffy looked up sorrowfully into Spike's eyes. "I don't even know your name." She dropped her head to Spike's shoulder and wept. She wanted to avoid looking at the vampire she'd lost her virginity to. Right now she couldn't look at her mate.



"Names Spike, luv. What's yours? I know you're the Slayer." Spike loosened his grip a little. His poncy William side was hurt. This beautiful woman was acting ashamed of what they'd shared together. His demon side who claimed the Slayer as his mate wanted to comfort her. Neither side of his being handled rejection well. 'What if she doesn't want to be mated to me? What if it was just a fluke?'



"Buffy. My name is Buffy." Buffy lifted her gaze to meet his eyes again. She saw and felt the sadness in him. "So, I guess we're together then. I mean I chose you, right? That has to mean something." She started to get more nervous. The tingling sensations of his vampire presence informed her that this was a Master Vampire holding her. What if he was just toying with her? "Unless of course you don't want me. Then I guess Giles has books about how to reverse claims, right?"



Spike blinked in shock. 'She thinks that I would refuse her?' He had no desire to leave Buffy. "There is no way to reverse it, pet. Vampires mate for eternity."



"Oh." Buffy smiled widely. Did that mean that Spike couldn't leave her or just wouldn't? She knew he fought well against her. What kind of a team would they be together? There was one thing in the way though, he was a vampire. "You don't kill people anymore, do you?" Her emotions took a downward spiral at the thought. She hoped that Spike was somehow like Angel in that he drank bagged blood. Did he have a soul too?



'I suppose this means I'll have to stop killing.' Spike's demon fought against that thought. 'I wonder if I can do it.' He gazed into the now fearful eyes of his mate. 'For her, I'd do anything.'



"Cause you know I can't let you do that. I can't let you kill innocents." Buffy stammered on. She saw the indecision in his eyes. He wasn't like Angel. She feared that she would have to kill her mate. She didn't think she could bear it. "There are lots of other ways to ..."



The voice of a growling vampire interrupted Buffy. He smashed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. 'The fire in this woman's spirit is amazing,' he thought while he continued the kiss. He broke away to bury his face in her neck. His fangs easily sliced through the golden skin. With the first pull of her blood into his mouth he roared out, "Mine!"



Buffy's Slayer side recognized the call of her mate. Something in the way Spike called out his claim told her that he would never leave her. She knew in her heart that he was telling her that she would not have to stake him. She sighed in pleasure and relief before her own fangs extended to be sunk into his neck. "Yours," she answered his claim.



"With that settled, why were you sending all of those idiots after the Master?" Spike questioned her about her strange dominance activities over vampires for the first time.



"The Master escaped after he killed me." Buffy stood up abruptly. She pulled Spike up with her. "I have to kill him before he opens the Hellmouth."



"I'll rip him apart." Spike snarled out in anger and fierce protectiveness. "Stupid wrinkly old man. I don't care if he is related. No one touches my mate!"



"Related?" Buffy stopped outside the alleyway. She had been tugging Spike along with her at a clipped pace.



"Great-great Grand-Sire or some other rot, but don't worry. I have no problems staking the git." Spike reassured Buffy with his words and a squeezing of their joined hands. "A mate is a higher priority than anyone except possibly a Sire, and my Sire is now dead. Besides she told me to find you in her own crazy way as they were killing her."



"I'm sorry that you lost her, Spike." Buffy brushed her cheek against his leather covered chest. She lifted her head to nuzzle the sealed mark on his neck from her bite.



"I am too, pet." Spike sighed softly. "Let's go kill the Master. Then we can find somewhere to spend some time together."



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Buffy and Spike found the Master at the top of the school, looking down at the library. They both peered over the glass to find out what he was looking at. Something was working its way up out of the floor.



Giles, Angel, Jenny, Willow, Xander and Cordelia were stuck between the thing emerging from the floor and a large group of vampires who appeared to be beating against the doors of the library to get in.



The Master cackled in delight at the human's predicament. Everything was going just as he wanted it too. He was pleased with his plans until he looked up and stared at the blonde couple sharing the roof with him. Whether the shock was more from seeing the Slayer alive or from seeing one of his heirs, the slayer of Slayers, standing next to her he wasn't sure. "I killed you."



"I know, but as you can see it didn't take." Buffy gloated over the shock in the Master's eyes. She flashed him a close up look at her new fangs and golden eyes. "Not quite what you expected?" She smirked. "Shame, really. Looks like I'm gonna have to ruin your party."



Spike snorted and looked at the Master. The decrepit head of the Aurelius family looked as confused as a new fledgling recently risen from the grave. He knew the Master could hear Buffy's heartbeat just as Spike did. It had to be driving the Master crazy to figure out what was going on. Spike was still confused about all of that himself.



Buffy prepared to make another snarky comment when Spike spoke up first.



"Yeah, granddaddy looks like they don't just stay dead like they used to." Spike took a defensive stance in front of the Master, right alongside Buffy. "By the way, Dru sends her regards. She was mad at you for putting out the sun."



While that comment hung in the air, the fight was on. Spike and Buffy worked in a tandem that rivaled life long fighting partners. The Master was old, and his vampiric power was strong, but Spike and Buffy were stronger. They finally kicked him onto the glass, and it shattered under the pressure. The Master fell through it with a cry of anguish.



Buffy and Spike jumped down the story or two after the Master. They aimed their landing for a safe part of the library, away from where the Master shifted to dust. A broken table leg disintegrated his body to ash, leaving only his bones behind. The creature from the floor disappeared, and the vampires at the door ran off.



"That's a first." Buffy stepped up to the Master's skeleton. She wiped her hands clean on Spike's pants. Her dress was already dirty enough. "Usually they go completely poof."



Spike shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it is because he was so old." He'd never seen anything like it.



Everyone in the room looked at the blond pair wondering what the heck was going on. Angel was the first to recover from the shock of seeing his Grand-Childe standing next to Buffy. He took a couple steps towards Spike. "Buffy, get away from him," he said in reference to Spike. He was prepared to battle Spike. "He's dangerous. He has a thing for killing Slayers."



Buffy cringed. She turned towards Spike. "You killed Slayers?" They hadn't gotten to the part of sharing their pasts with each other yet.



"Two pet." Spike sighed. Leave it to his stupid Grand-Sire to ruin things already. "I'm a vampire, pet. It's a part of me to kill."



Giles, Jenny, Willow, Xander, and Cordelia were frozen in place. Words between Buffy, Angel and Spike barely registered in their brains. Giles picked up only snatches of the conversation.



"But you won't anymore?" Buffy questioned Spike. She looked over briefly at Angel. She felt the anger pouring off of him. 'What right does he have to be angry at me for being near Spike? He left me to die at the Master's hand. Spike fought with me to kill the Master.' She looked back at Spike.



"I promised you I wouldn't, pet." Spike relaxed at little. 'At least she doesn't have a stake at your heart already, mate,' he thought. "We'll suss out all the details later when we don't have interference." He growled at Angel in warning.



Angel stepped forward further. "You can't trust him, Buffy." He returned the growl. Buffy was his little ray of sunshine. She may have dominated him earlier, but he still saw her as his. "You can't have her, Spike. She's mine."



Buffy realized that she was foolish to ever be interested in Angel. She finally saw through exactly what Angel was trying to do. The growling between the men ceased when a darker growl emanated from Buffy's mouth.



"Buffy?" Angel's demon wanted to force him to lower his head in submission even as it fought that it was being dominated. "I'm just trying to protect you. He'll kill you."



Spike and Buffy shared a little laugh over that. That twinge of darkness that gave her even more of an edge now made itself known. "I seriously doubt that." She flipped her hair back over her shoulder to expose the new bite mark on her neck.



Angel stared at the mark. He knew the Master bit her, but there was something different about the mark. It didn't look right to belong to the Master. His bite was usually wider.



"I find it hard to believe that Spike would kill his mate, Angel." Buffy wrapped her arm around Spike's waist. She tilted her head to lick along the twin punctures on Spike's pale skin.



"Oh dear, Lord." Giles snapped partially from his daze to nearly faint at the sight.



"Buff ... Buffy?" Xander stuttered. What in the heck was going on here anyways?



Buffy turned to face a shocked group of friends, Watcher, teacher, and ex-boyfriend. She brushed past Angel to stand in front of Xander. "Sorry about the growling earlier, Xander. I wasn't quite myself at the time."



Xander nodded numbly. Half of his mind told him to run and fast. The other half wanted to hug his friend.



"So ..." Buffy looked between everyone. "I got all prettied up today for the occasion." She looked down at her still half soaked and dirty dress. "Who's up for dancing after I change?"



Spike grabbed Buffy's waist from behind. "I am, pet. Lead the way." The two of them walked out of the library before anyone could respond further. She heard Angel storm off in a crash of books and furniture, but she didn't care.



Buffy wanted to enjoy herself for a little while. It had been one hell of a day. She knew that she had a hell of a lot of explaining to do once they all came out of shock.





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