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Busted

Authors Note:
Thanks to everyone who took the time to review, it's so appreciated. Especially the people who review all the time, you know who you are. I look forward to hearing what you all think. Just a note here. I am butchering the Canon time line. I will follow a very loose version of Joss's plot and will change things to suit my story. Just so you know. Despite the use of Glory and the Key this story should probably be considered AU. Thanks in advance for reading, let me know what you think

"Buffy Anne Summers!" Buffy blearily opened her eyes to see her very pissed off mother standing at the edge of her bed. Hands on hips, eyes blazing, she was the very image of righteous indignation. Busted. Buffy's eyes flew to a very naked Spike, luckily they had the comforter over them. He had his blue eyes trained on her mother and if she didn't know better she might think he looked sheepish.

"Mom, I can explain…"

"Is that Spike?" She shrieked. Then rushed on before Buffy could reply. "You have five minutes to be dressed and downstairs." She pinned Spike with a lethal look. "Both of You." The door slammed with an alarming click.

"I've said it before, you're mum is just plain scary. She'd make a hell of a Vampire."

Buffy gave him her own version of the death glare before jumping out of bed and running to her closet. "This is so not Funny Spike. My mother is going to kill me." Spike swung his feet to the floor and fished around for his jeans. She spotted them on the floor and tossed them at him. He caught them inches from his face. Stupid Vampire Reflexes. Buffy shimmied into bra and panties and than selected a very modest dress that clung to her neck and fell to her ankles. She didn't think she had ever worn it, it had been a gift and wasn't at all her style. She turned to see Spike just standing there watching her, pants still unbuttoned, barefoot, and shirtless. "Come on Spike, Get dressed." She crossed the five steps to him and reached for the button on his pants. "My mom is so not kidding about the five minutes."

She snapped the button and looked up at him to tell him to hurry but was hushed by the look in his eyes as he stared down at her. Pure lust. She was beginning to get to know that look well. She ignored the sudden rush of wetness between her thighs and snatched her hands back away from the waistband of his jeans. She started trying to shimmy into the heavy dress but there were too many buttons so she had to undo about half of them just to get it on. She was about to get another outfit because the buttons up the back were too hard to reach when Spike brushed her hands aside and began to do them up himself.

Buffy shivered. There was just something so intimate about having a man dress her. It was just a little too old married couple like for her to be comfortable with. But she held her hair up anyway because they needed to get downstairs. He finished and slipped his hands around her waist, leaning into her and nuzzled her hair. She sighed and leaned back into him for a moment. Her mother of course found them like that. She sprang away from him expecting her mother to be furious. She was taken aback by the almost tender look on her mom's face. "Spike, would you prefer tea or coffee?"

"You wouldn't happen to have any hot coco, would you?"

Half an hour later found them in the living room. Buffy sat next to Spike and her mother sat across from them like the inquisitional squad. Buffy's throat was raw from talking. Spike had sat there like a lump and said nothing except that the coco was good. Don't know why he was even here anyway, if he wasn't planning to contribute. Buffy had decided to go with complete honesty and had started the story with the night that Spike had showed up at Giles apartment. Buffy had censored most of the X-Rated material but her mother wasn't an idiot, she had to at least touch on it. However her mother did not need to know that they had mad hot sex pressed up against a building on a main street with their clothes on.

"And I guess that's it." Buffy finished. Finally reaching for her juice and taking a long drink to slack her thirst. Her mom was silent for a long time, sipping her second cup of coco. Spike got up after a moment and went into the kitchen. She heard the microwave hum. Her mother didn't say anything till Spike returned with a tall glass of blood. Her mom looked paler than she did normally but stayed silent until Spike placed an empty stained glass on the table. They could pretend it was tomato juice but everyone knew it was not. He lifted his hot coco to his mouth and took a sip.

"So Giles is researching it?" Buffy nodded. "And you're stuck like this until he fixes it?" Buffy nodded again. Her mom's features contorted into a stern frown. "That is no excuse for having sex in my house."

Spike spewed his hot coco all over the coffee table.

"How goes the research?" Buffy asked as she breezed into the magic box. Spike was asleep again, this time properly ensconced in the basement. Giles looked up from a pile of musty old books and frowned.

"This is not good Buffy. All these portends point to a very big evil. There are references to an unstoppable power and a dimensional key." Willow was buried behind books and popped up so Buffy could see her. "I've got Willow researching the dimensional key and I believe we have it narrowed down to a location. It's protected by an ancient, very obscure group of monks. Perhaps we will be able to contact them somehow. Perhaps destroy this key and eliminate this threat. Then we would be able to concentrate on separating you and Spike."

"Seems pretty simple, but won't that just piss off the unstoppable evil?" Giles looked disgruntled.

"The evil itself is not unstoppable, just the power it wields."

"What difference does it make?" Buffy asked as she picked up an apple and took a juicy bite. Giles made one of his many frustrated sounds and turned the page in his book. "Wills, you about ready, we're going to be late for class."

Willow gave her book a last caress that bordered on X rated and than got to her feet swiping up her car keys. Buffy finished her apple as she followed Willow out and tossed the core before getting into the car. Willow carefully buckled her seatbelt, checked her mirrors and started the car. They made it out to the road before Willow pounced. "So what's the up with Spike? Are you sleeping with him?"

"Yeah, my mom caught us in bed this morning." The car swerved suddenly and Buffy dented the dash with her grip. The car screeched to a halt on the shoulder of the road and Wills faced her with a look of shock. "We were sleeping, she didn't walk in on anything." Buffy continued.

"You slept with Spike, apparently more than once and you didn't tell me?" Willow screeched. Apparently Willow had been joking and had expected Buffy to say something entirely different. "Oh my Goddess Buffy! How could you not tell me something like this? I'm your best friend, that grants me certain unalienable privileges and a big one is being in with the sex secrets!" Slowly Willows face turned a brighter shade of red. "When did you first sleep with him?"

"It's not that I didn't want to tell you Wills, things have just been so crazy, there hasn't really been time." Buffy felt a twinge of guilt for not saying anything earlier. Willow had that effect on her.

"The first time Buffy." Willow said, resolve face firmly in place.

"The first night I brought him home." Willow looked beyond surprised. Her eyes as wide as they would go and her mouth slightly parted in astonishment. Buffy hastened to explain. "We needed it Willow, it was a side effect. And then it was just so good that we couldn't keep our hands off each other." Willow began to laugh uncontrollably. It was a good thing they were pulled over because her head was pressed up against the steering wheel and tears were leaking from her eyes. "This is not funny Willow; I'm sleeping with a Vampire!" Buffy finally shouted peeved.

Finally Willow sobered, pulling herself together. "It's just that I was thinking about that morning and how Xander was going on about what a hellcat Drusilla must be and he would die if he knew that you left those scratches all over Spike." She chuckled a few times before pulling back onto the road. After a very small stretch of silence she said. "So good you can't keep your hands off of each other? I want details."

Thirty minutes later they sat in the courtyard under a tree. Their first class of the day forgotten. "I have a confession to make." Willow said solemnly. Buffy braced herself for more teasing. "I have a secret too. I'm dating a girl named Tara."

Buffy entered her house cheerful. And was greeted with scene so horrific and vile that she immediately wanted to boil her eyeballs in bleach. Spike and Dawn, casually sprawled on the sofa, sharing popcorn watching television.

Spike didn't look up from his television program; he probably had sensed her coming long before she appeared on his vampire radar. Dawn did glance up but she just rolled her eyes and gave Buffy a horrid little sister glare. God sometimes she couldn't stand that little brat. "How was school luv, learn the secrets to the universe?" Spike drawled in one of his more husky tones, giving her his I want you now look. Buffy couldn't help an evil little smile.

"No." She answered cheerfully. "We skipped class and discussed my sex life." She flounced out of the room to the wonderful sound of Dawn's eeeww and Spike's Bloody Hell. Life was good.

Her mother was in the kitchen starting on dinner. Buffy took a barstool and watched her for a few. "Need some help?" She finally asked and her mother replied she had it under control. Another small silence. "Are you still mad at me?" A short no. It wasn't like her mom to be so short with her. Finally Joyce turned and regarded her seriously.

"I was just surprised Buffy. I didn't think you would ever disrespect me like that." Buffy's face crumpled and tears fell unbidden.

"Mom, I respect you, I do. This was out of our control. It's, It's, I don't know, like we're married or something. We need each other but please mom don't think I don't respect you I do I do." Her mother was holding her and they were crying.

"Everything all right in here?" Spike asked from the door. She could feel those nice soothing feelings through the bond, overriding a thin stream of very deep concern. Her mom said something reassuring and Spike left. She could feel him hovering just outside the door.

"I'm sorry honey." Her mother said. She helped Buffy dry her tears. "I jumped to conclusions, I didn't realize how serious this was."

"It is mom. It's way serious and the thing is that there is some sort of big evil coming and Spike and I are supposed to stop it before we can break the bond so we might be like this for a while." Her mother smiled wryly.

"So I guess this means that Spike probably won't be sleeping in the basement after all."

"Probably not." Buffy whispered. "I guess I'd better go patrol." She finished in a stronger voice.

"Have some spaghetti first." Her mother replied.

Not fifteen minutes into patrol they were beset by a dozen vampires. It was obviously planned and had Buffy been alone she would have been a Vampire snack box. These were not fledglings. They were good and Buffy was a mess by the time it was all done. Her right arm was torn to the bone and her knee hurt like a mother. Spike was holding the last Vamp against a tree breaking ribs one at a time.

She was fascinated watching the hands that had held her so passionately earlier that day smashing and bashing with deadly brutal force.

"Slayer luv, Would you be a doll and run to the car and fetch my railroad Spike's. Their in the trunk under my Axe." The Vamp sang like a canary.

"I'll talk, I'll talk." He squeaked.

"Who sent you?" Demanded Spike in a low sinister tone.

"Glory sent us. We were supposed to kill the Slayer and capture the Vampire. We didn't even know it was you Spike. She just said The Vampire. I swear." Spike hit the Vamp again and there was a sickening sound of crushing bone.

"Who is this Glory?" Spike growled.

"A God. That's all I know I swear. Adam is who talked to her and he's dust now."

"So are you mate." Spike said softly as he plunged a stake into the Vampire's black heart.

They went strait to Giles. The whole gang was there, even Anya, though she wasn't technically part of the gang. Giles listened to her tale with interest. Asking some questions and digging out irrelevant details which surprisingly Spike knew. What Vampire family the one he had tortured belonged to and that the Vampires weren't all from the same family. They were just about to get into researching God's named Glory when the phone rang.

Giles paled visibly as the person on the other end spoke. "I understand, thank you for calling." He turned to face them with a grim expression and Buffy held her breath fearing the worst. "Faith has woken up from her coma. Her bed was found empty just twenty minutes ago."

"When it rains, it pours." Said Xander softly and Buffy had to agree with him.





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