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With This Ring....

by Lilachigh


Chapter 4 Every Possible Way


The consequences of Willow’s spells are complicated. Spike and Buffy are in an alternative universe where their love is perfectly acceptable to all their friends! The temptation to stay there is very strong!


‘Do you reckon she bought it?’ Spike pushed his bare foot against the small orange and purple flashing circle on the kitchen floor. ‘Hey, look, it‘s all squidgy!’

‘Squidgy? There’s no such word! And don’t play around with portals from one dimension to another. You might get sucked through against your will.’

Spike raised his eyebrows but nodded and swung himself up to sit on the work surface. ‘So, I’ll ask again, luv. Did WillOne believe we are just duplicates, living in this world, not knowing about her universe? Did she believe we were married?’

Buffy sighed and leant against his legs. ‘I don’t know. I thought our acting was pretty damn hot. Oscar type material. I wasn’t expecting her to arrive here so soon; I thought we‘d have, oh I don‘t know, a couple more days to....well, to...’

‘Make mad passionate love all over this Sunnydale?’ Spike asked hopefully and lobed a little cheese cracker through the portal.

‘I said, don’t do that!’ Buffy snapped. When they‘d found themselves transported to a parallel world, she’d freaked out for a while. She’d been desperate to get home.

But then, that first night, Spike had come to her room and - she felt her face flood with colour as she remembered what they’d done to each other - how they’d felt - what they’d said - well, in comparison the other Sunnydale seemed a hard, cruel place, one she didn’t want to remember. And here, strangely, their friends were quite comfortable that they were lovers. The Slayer and a vampire. No biggie.

‘WillTwo explained it pretty well,’ Buffy said. ‘This universe was made when the second spell was cast. Time moves a little faster here, apparently. When we’re in one, we’re not in the other, but everyone else exists in both and just gets on with their lives - whatever they are - in the different worlds. It’s weird, but it makes a sort of sense.’

Spike grunted. ‘It bloody well turns my brain inside out. Two universes, two Xanders, two Willows. Hey, what about your Watcher in this world? We haven’t seen him since we got here.’

‘He’s in England, apparently,’ Buffy said. ‘Thank goodness. It’s one less person to worry about.’

‘WillOne said she could only hold the portal open for an hour,’ Spike said. ‘But WillTwo says she can hold it open indefinitely. Is she stronger?’

Buffy nodded and rubbed her head against his arm like a little blonde cat who needed to be stroked. ‘Yes, much.’

‘Wish between them they’d put the portal somewhere less obvious than the kitchen floor,’ grumbled Spike. ‘You’d think they could have put it in the spare bedroom, or the garage. What the hell do we tell people here it is?’

‘I don’t think anyone except Willow can see it,’ Buffy said thoughtfully and regretfully pulled herself away from him and his wandering hands to make some hot chocolate. ‘I’ll put a bucket on top of it so no one can fall in! And it’ll stop you chucking bits at it as if it’s a dustbin! Just think, all those crackers and candies are arriving unannounced in the other Sunnydale!’

Spike watched her. He loved looking at her; she was so graceful, even when doing something as prosaic as making a drink. Bloody hell, this was one of the weirdest situations he’d ever found himself in since Dru had turned him all those years ago.

He had a memory of hating the Slayer, knew somewhere in his head that he should want to kill her, must kill her. It was what he did. But he had the chip thingy in his brain, so couldn’t hurt anyone.

So, one minute, hating, then the next so deeply in love, he couldn’t even begin to put his feelings into words. They were engaged, about to be married, everyone hated it, except them, then bam! - they were here, in a Sunnydale they both knew wasn’t theirs.

Same house, but this Joyce was living with her sister, Xander was drinking too much, and Oz was still with Willow.

And he and Buffy? He felt the silly smile he couldn’t shake off begin to form on his mouth again. Last night had been - well, fantastic was a very over used word, but bloody hell, it had been the best night of his life. He ached in places he didn’t know he had places.

The Slayer was amazing in bed; so innocent in lots of ways - oh god, what he could teach her! - so passionate in others. Like a little animal when she came, screaming his name, begging him not to stop, her head arched back, her legs wrapped so tightly round his waist that he was sure he’d got a couple of cracked ribs this morning! Yes, in this world they were together, in every possible way.

A knock at the back door heralded WillTwo’s arrival and Spike casually pulled a towel across his lap. There was no need to show anyone else how aroused he was!

‘I stayed away as long as I could,’ the red-headed witch said breathlessly. ‘But Oz is still asleep and I got bored just sitting waiting. Did I - I mean - me - I mean other Willow come through?’

‘Yes, just as you thought she would, Red,’ Spike said. ‘Have you told Oz about all this?’

WillTwo shook her head. ‘No, it’s so odd. How can I tell him that in an alternative universe he’s left me because he’s a werewolf! And that you and Spike can exist in both worlds but we can’t! Even I don’t fully understand it.’

‘Do we tell the boy any of this?’ Spike drawled, pushing the little marshmallows he liked round his mug of chocolate.

Buffy frowned. ‘Spike, XanOne knows already, remember. But XanTwo, he’s - well - he’s different here.’

‘You mean he’s permanently sloshed, sweetheart!’

Buffy bit her lip. ‘Well, he does enjoy the odd drink of beer, and yes, perhaps he does have too much, but hey, we’ve all been down that road, so no snarking!’

WillTwo pulled a face. ‘Buffy, Spike‘s right. We’ve always known Xander had a drinking problem. There’s no use in shutting our eyes to it. How could he avoid it with parents like his? They used to give him beer to drink at every meal - even when we were at nursery school!’

Buffy bit her lip. Even WillTwo didn’t really get it. There had been no nursery school, no parents, no beery Xander. This world hadn’t even existed until WillOne had cast her spell that had gone so very wrong. Or, of course, so very right, depending on your point of view! And remembering what she and Spike had been doing all night long in the privacy of her bedroom, there was no real contest as to which was right and which was wrong.

‘XanOne avoided it,’ Buffy said softly, catching Spike’s eye and shaking her head slightly. It was so difficult to remember not to compare the two worlds.

As soon as they’d arrived in this Sunnydale, they’d made a pact not to talk about their friends and family, except to WillTwo. But it was hard.

WillTwo was very good and tried hard not to ask too many questions, but she’d been horrified to learn what her counterpart’s life was like. It had made her extra affectionate towards Oz, who’d been quite bewildered by this show love from his girlfriend.

‘You haven’t told me yet what you’ve decided?’ WillTwo said, changing the subject. ‘Are you staying or going?’

Buffy turned away and gazed out of the window. She could feel the tension rising from her lover and knew Spike was waiting for her to speak as well.

‘The problem is my mum,’ she said, fighting back tears. ‘Here in this world, she’s away living with my aunt, she doesn’t know anything about our lives here in Sunnydale. I ring her every week, but we’re not that close. But in the other world, she’s there for me all the time. I know she’d be desperately upset if I vanished completely. I can’t do that to her. I thought I could. I thought that if she knew I was happy, she would be too. But I was wrong. And I’m the Slayer in both worlds, too, don’t forget. And in that world there’s far more demon activity than there is here. I’m needed all the time.’

‘So you’re going?’ WillTwo said sadly.

Buffy spun round and reached out to Spike. He immediately pulled her into his arms and held her tight. ‘We have to,’ she said, gazing into his bright blue eyes. ‘You do see that, don’t you, sweetheart.’

Spike buried his lips in her tangled hair. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt like this. In all his years with Drusilla, he’d never been this happy, this satisfied.

He would have cheerfully stayed in this world, with her, but if she was going to be unhappy then there was no choice.

‘I take it when we go back, we’ll be enemies again,’ he growled. ‘You’ll still fancy that Riley wanker and the Initiative will still be on our backs. That really gives me something to look forward to.’

‘I’m sorry,’ she whispered.

‘Will we remember this world at all, Slayer?’

Buffy looked questioningly at WillTwo who frowned. ‘I don‘t see why you shouldn’t,’ she said. ‘You’ve never had any problem recalling the other place once you were here. I imagine it will seem like a dream.’

‘So when do we go?’ Spike asked quietly, lighting a cigarette and then stubbing it out with a puzzled frown when he realised he apparently didn’t like smoking in this world.

Buffy hesitated. She had a feeling that whatever WillTwo said, once the portal was shut, they wouldn’t remember anything.

She gazed at Spike, the tight platinum curls, the slash of cheekbones that had grazed against her thighs so often last night. Oh god, she wanted him so badly. She could feel herself growing wet just looking at him. He could make her come just by one flick of a finger on her clit. She could feel her breathing growing ragged at the memory. If WillTwo hadn’t been there, she knew she would have pulled him down on the kitchen floor and begged him to fuck her.

How could that change? It was impossible to believe that in a few seconds she could be hating him, wishing he was dead.

‘I think....I think we’ll go back tomorrow,’ she said at last. She looked up to find Spike gazing at her. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and she felt the heat pour up and over her body.

Yes, she was going to have one more day and one more night with her vampire lover. And if that was wrong, then for once, that was what she was going to be.

to be continued





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