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"I got donuts, so what new evil are we searching for?" said Xander as he and Anya entered Giles' apartment.

"It's a purple demon looks like a volcano. And what we need is an antidote to it's spit." Willow said reaching for a powdered donut.

"Is Buffy okay?" Xander asked, noticing her lying asleep on the couch while Giles, Willow, Tara, and Riley were all busy researching.

"She's sleeping," RIley said quietly to Xander.

"Okay? So what? It's spit put her to sleep?" Xander asked, obviously confused.

"Sadly this demon's saliva is not so innocuous. However, it would be better for all involved if we neither woke Buffy, nor discussed exactly what the poison has done to her." Giles said cleaning his glasses.

"That makes research difficult. Especially if we're looking for an antidote," Anya said.

"Yeah, what's with the big secret?" Xander asked.

"Trust me Xander, you're so much happier not knowing," Willow said, "And if Buffy does wake up, don't ask her. In fac-"

"Don't ask me what?" Buffy said yawning and stretching.

"Aren't you still tired, Buffy?" Willow asked hopefully, "You should probably take another nap."

"Yes, Willow's quite right. You should go upstairs, you can use my room to get some proper rest. A well rested Slayer is an effective Slayer, that's what I always say." Giles hurriedly added.

"Nah, I feel fine now. I did get a couple hours of sleep last night, plus I slept in this morning. Spike's crypt actually kind of cozy," Buffy said.

"Why were you sleep-" Willow leapt across the room to put her hand over Xander's mouth and stop him from asking his question.

"Don't ask questions!" Willow commanded.

"Alright, what's going on here. Willow the girl with her hand always in the air is telling me not to ask questions.?" Xander said.

Buffy sighed, "It's okay Xander, everyone's just spooked cause I slept with Spike."

"Where there many orgasms?" Anya asked.

Buffy smiled a dreamy look on her face and nodded.

"Okay, everyone knows now Buffy. I think you can stop mentioning it." Riley said from the corner.

"I so need to start listening to you Will," Xander said, as he recovered from his shock, "So this means we finally get to stake Spike right?" he began to perk up.

"I spent the afternoon looking for him. No joy." Riley said.

"Research it is then, and Ahn, the no asking questions rule goes double for you." Xander said.

They all began busily flipping through books. After about fifteen minutes the door flung open and a smoking figure covered in a blanket ran inside slamming the door shut behind him.

Riley was up in an instant, grabbing the blanket from Spike, obviously about to toss him back out into the daylight.

"Hey now, I come to warn you about Buffy's impending doom!" Spike cried out.

"Hold on, let's see what he knows," Giles said, starting to intervene.

There were a few moments of struggle, finally Riley settled for grabbing Spike by the coat and slamming him into the wall.

"Talk now." Riley said through gritted teeth.

"Hands off the coat." Spike said calmly.

"This is absurd, he doesn't know anything," Riley said, pulling Spike toward the door.

"Oh, yeah? Last night she fought a big purple hunk of rock, kind of conical. Didn't she?"

"Buffy could have told you that last night." said Riley unconvinced.

"I didn't tell him anything about it," Buffy said over her shoulder, she had barely looked up during all the commotion.

"All right, we are satisfied that you have some information. Now what do you know of any use to us Spike?" Giles asked.

"Quiet a lot, but I'm not spilling a word until soldier boy backs off AND I have your word he won't stake me," Spike said.

"After what you did? You're crazier than I thought you were. We don't need him, whatever we need, it's got to be in these books somewhere, right?" Riley said.

"Why are you all blaming Spike?" Anya asked, "Buffy was the unfaithful one. All Spike did was give her lots of orgasms."

"He took advantage of Buffy," Willow explained.

"Please, she wouldn't have even been in the graveyard last night if lover boy here could keep her satisfied. Not to mention I didn't know about the demon until this afternoon so how was I know to know that the Slayer hadn't just decided to act out her animalistic urges."

Riley punched Spike.

"Get a grip Spike, the only way Buffy would ever touch you is under the influence of evil magic," Xander said.

"Be that as it may, right now we are neither researching, nor finding out what Spike knows. Much as we all desire your demise, Spike, Riley won't stake you." Giles said, trying to reassert control over the situation.

"Not good enough Watcher. Need to hear it from Captain Cardboard himself. And no tossing me in the sun either."

"Riley," Willow said softly, "I know this is awful for you, I really get this. But Buffy's life could depend on what Spike knows."

Riley struggled with himself for several minutes. Finally he released Spike.

"Fine, if you actually know something useful, I won't kill you. But you better really know something."

Spike adjusted his coat and pretended to wipe dust off of it. Then he spoke, "First off, the thing Buffy fought last night was a Chaorite demon, very rare, native to Siberia." Willow and Giles each grabbed a book and started cross referencing. Spike continued, "They're stupid and slow, the only way they catch their food is by spitting on them. Powerful stuff that is. Makes a person completely unafraid of everything."

"Wait a minute," Xander interrupted, "That doesn't make any sense. It's not like Buffy's afraid of anything. And she can't have a fear of sleeping with you, because it would never even cross her mind."

"That's not true," Buffy volunteered, "I've been having dreams about sex with Spike ever since Willow's spell. Though I think this whole spit of courage thing is a bit ridiculous."

"He does have those sexy cheekbones," Anya volunteered.

"ANYA!" Xander cried horrified

Spike smirked.

Glaring suspiciously at his girlfriend, Xander continued, "See again, with the not making sense. Why would lack-of-fear-Buffy say something like that? I think you're making this whole thing up just to keep us from staking you for last night."

"Bloody hell! Do you people even know Buffy? You think she's not scared of anything, do you? Just because she fights vampires and demons doesn't mean Buffy's not a bloody coward. She spends all her time hiding herself behind that 'I'm just a regular girl' facade afraid that if any of you found out who she really is, what it really meant to be the Slayer, you would all leave her. You want to know why she shagged me? Because she was no longer scared that Riley was her last chance at being loved. So for once in her entire life, she went out and did what she wanted, not what she thought you all expected her to do." By the time he was done Spike's eyes had begun to shimmer gold.

"It is true that most unfaithful men have no fear of being caught," Anya added trying to be helpful.

Giles broke in, "Be that as it may, Spike's right, we do have to find a cure, before Buffy is killed."

"This poison will kill her?" Riley asked.

"Not directly, however it will surely result in her death if left unchecked," Giles continued, "What ever phobias Buffy may or may not have are irrelevant. I'll show you. Spike may I see your lighter?"

"Just be sure to give it back," Spike said, tossing the Watcher his lighter.

Giles caught it, walked over to Buffy, and lit it. "Buffy," he said, catching her attention, "Would you mind putting your hand in the flame?"

Buffy reached forward. Just as her finger was about to brush the flame, Giles pulled the lighter back and snapped it shut.

"You see," he explained, "Fear is a very healthy thing. It's what keeps us alive. It's really an ingenious poison. By repressing all of her fears, it has in effect, suppressed her survival instinct. Buffy was perfectly willing to stick her hand in the fire because she has no fear of being burned. By extension, in this state she has no fear of being hit by a car, or being bitten by a vampire, and so she won't bother to take steps to avoid them."

"Aha," cried Willow, "Chaorite demons. Found them. And there's an antidote. Oh wait," she said disappointed, "in order to make it, you need some of the Chaorite's spit, and Buffy killed the demon last night."

"Not to worry. Told you I had good info. Chaorites almost always travel with a mate, and I know where to find this one's. I just need one of you lot to come along to get the juices flowing, so to speak," Spike said.

"What do you need one of us for Spike?" Xander asked suspiciously.

Spike rolled his eyes, "Because you nit, Chaorites only eat living flesh, so the damn thing won't spit at me. We need living bait to act as a target."





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