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Chapter 14: What Urge Will Save Us If Sex Won’t

“Oh Bloody Hell.” Spike muttered before Hiranyakashipu raised his sword and ran at him.

Spike managed to dodge the sword point and get a punch in to the back of his head, but it only stunned him for a second and he quickly slashed out with his sword immediately after recovering. Spike tried to move out of the way, but he wasn’t quick enough and the sword caught him across his stomach.

Thankfully, he had moved in time to avoid being impaled on it.

Spike roared in pain and let his demon come out. He knew he would need its strength and abilities if he had any hope of surviving this.

Dawn was approaching fast.

If Henri was right about his father’s immortality, all Spike could hope for, was to incapacitate him, long enough to make a safe escape. He just wasn’t having too much luck with that, since he was currently too busy trying to dodge the sword long enough to even be able to get in a punch. He dove for the ground next to him, completed a roll, spun and stood up swinging.

He felt as well, as heard, a couple of ribs crack under the force of his blow, to the demon’s side. Hiranyakashipu shouted out in pain, but Spike followed up with an uppercut to his chin forcing him back and silencing him. Spike tried to keep his momentum going, but when he tried a spin kick, once again, he found he wasn’t fast enough. Hiranyakashipu grabbed his ankle twisted it roughly and shoved him, sending him flying backwards. Spike looked up in time to see Hiranyakashipu bearing down on him with his sword again and just barely had time to twist away.

This time he felt the fire race along his upper arm as the sword cut down into his flesh.

“I’ll take you a piece at a time if I have to little half breed.” Hiranyakashipu laughed at him.

Spike noticed the sky had started turning from indigo to a light gray color. He could feel the dawn’s approach acutely. He looked around desperately and spied an archway the probably led into someone’s garden. He stood and tried to race for it while his ankle snapped in protest. He hoped the covered area would offer some protection from the light that would soon be filling the sky. He hadn’t gotten more than a few steps before he heard the swing behind him. He ducked just in time to avoid decapitation.

“Where are you running off to?” Hiranyakashipu asked. “We aren’t done here.”

Spike closed his eyes as he launched himself towards the entryway and turned. He took a deep breath and faced his attacker, he let out a menacing growl and crouched in a defensive position, ready to make his last stand.



Buffy and Shadow led the tired group back to the house. Henri had asked them to stay a while longer and offered them a ride back, but Shadow had insisted they had to leave right then.

Angel and Illyria followed behind everyone scanning the area for any sign of danger.

“Raven, do you know where Spike went?” Angel asked.

While he would never admit to worrying about the blonde, there was an odd feeling in the air that made him nervous. He hoped that after everything that had happened over the past few days Spike had all of his senses on alert. He cursed the impulsive younger vampire for running off alone into the night, when he knew there were several parties who wanted him dead.

Raven glared at Buffy’s back. “I think he got some sort of indigestion from the display he was forced to endure. I’m sure he’ll be ok.” She said that as much to convince herself as Angel. “Unless maybe you think you should go look for him?” She said hopefully.

Myoko said something in Japanese.

“You have actually seen a two headed ass before?” Illyria asked her. Raven turned to her in surprise.

“You understand Japanese?”

“The noises that come human’s mouths are so primitive it isn’t hard to understand all the languages on this world.” Illyria responded.

In the front Buffy stopped suddenly.

“Is something wrong?” Giles asked, but she didn’t answer her.

“Slayer?” Shadow asked. He also felt the strangeness in the air this morning, but there wasn’t anything he could point out.

Buffy turned to Angel and Illyria. “Make sure everyone gets back to the house safe.” Without another word she ran off into the fading night.

“What just happened here?” Angel asked. Then he felt it. Spike was in trouble. Even though the bond between them was weak, due to their mutual apathy towards each other and their time apart, he could still feel when his grandechilde was in grave danger.

Angel turned to race off after Buffy, but Illyria stopped him.

“We need to get everyone back safely first.” She reminded him.

“But we don’t know if they can handle it alone.” Angel protested.

“You have seen them fight together, if it is something they cannot defeat together, what chance will you have?” She insisted. “Especially with dawn less than an hour away?”

A car suddenly appeared from the way they came and approached them quickly. It pulled up next to the group and Henri jumped out. “I just received word that my father is out in the city, please let me get you back to your residence safely.”

He urged them in the car quickly. “Where is Spike?” He asked when he noticed he wasn’t among them.

“We don’t know.” Giles said. “We think he is in trouble.”

Henri spoke quickly under his breath then looked towards Giles. “I have said a prayer for him to Vishnu, hopefully that can keep him safe until we can get to him.” Once they were all in the car, Henri peeled off towards the house.

“Is your father a dangerous man?” Shadow inquired.

Henri smiled bitterly. “He is not a man, he is a demon king who won over all three worlds of Heaven, Earth and Hell. He demanded that everyone worship him instead of Gods or Deities. When I refused he tried to have me killed by throwing me off a cliff, only my faith in Vishnu saved me.”

“My lord.” Giles gasped, realizing who Henri really was.

Henri misunderstood, though, thinking he was reacting to his tale. “Yes.” He continued on. “After that he tried to get his sister to trick me and have me burn to death, but again my faith in Vishnu saved me.” Henri sighed. “He has tried many, many times to kill me. So far he has been unsuccessful, thanks to Vishnu.” He finished reverently.

“But that would mean that you are actually Prahlad, son of Hiranyakashipu.” Giles said in amazement.

“Oh, you have heard of me?” Henri asked innocently. Giles’ eyes almost bugged out of his head.



Spike wasn’t faring to well. He was trying to defend the small entryway, but unarmed against someone at least twice his size and as tired as he was, he was covered with deep cuts and stab wounds from Hiranyakashipu’s sword. He cursed for letting himself go so badly, had he been in better shape he could have easily avoided most of the wounds he had received so far.

“You could just give up little half-breed.” Hiranyakashipu said in glee. “Or you could recant and acknowledge me as the ultimate being in the universe.”

Spike snorted. “Please, I can’t even acknowledge you as the ultimate asshole of the universe.” Hiranyakashipu roared and speared Spike through his shoulder. He winced in agony, certain that his time was up this time.

He was so caught up in his pain he never even felt Buffy’s approach.

“I told you, you needed to be faster if you were going to be out in the field with us.” She commented lightly as she hit Hiranyakashipu and knocked him away from the archway. She quickly crossed to Spike. She saw the dullness in his eyes and knew he wasn’t far away from passing out in pain. She pushed him back gently and he fell on a bench that was located under the arch. “Now let the professional handle this.” She turned back to face Hiranyakashipu as Spike watched her.

“Who are you? A half-breed, like him?” Hiranyakashipu asked her as he approached. “Will you be smarter than your friend and declare me the Supreme Lord of the Universe?”

Buffy laughed. “I, sooo don’t think so.” She taunted him.

When he ran at her in anger she easily kicked the sword out of his grasp. “Now lets see how tough you are.” She commented punching him in the face. He grabbed her around the throat and picked her up, shook her roughly and threw her back onto Spike. They both grunted at the impact.

“Not so easy is it?” Spike asked her blearily. She jumped up and let go of her control on her demon half, she wanted to enjoy kicking this creep’s ass.

She ran towards him as he faced her and they began to beat each other back and forth. Spike watched her move in admiration. Although he was in serious pain, nothing could stop the affect watching Buffy fight had on him.

Once again he was struck with the thought that she belonged to him. This magnificent creature belonged to him. She just didn’t know it yet.

She managed to grab Hiranyakashipu and roll backwards, flipping him over her head. Unfortunately, she threw him so he was in reaching distance of his sword and between her and Spike.

The sky was now pink as the sun prepared to rise above the horizon in the distance.

Hiranyakashipu grinned at her coldly. “Let’s get rid of your sweetheart first, then we can concentrate on each other.” He said.

He turned preparing to decapitate Spike, thinking he was almost unconscious by now.

He was surprised to see the vampire standing before him.

“Sorry that doesn’t work for me.” Spike said before punching him hard enough to spin him around. Buffy was waiting on the other side and punched him again. Spike went to kick the sword away from him again, but when he did Hiranyakashipu shoved him back onto the bench. Then he turned to slash at Buffy, but she was too quick for him and pushed him backwards to avoid the blade. Her shove sent him back onto Spike.

“This is what you call saving me?” He snarled at her. She just shrugged as she approached them, while Spike struggled to push the demon off his lap.

Hiranyakashipu made another swipe at Buffy with the sword while he grabbed Spike around the throat to try and pull himself upright. Seeing him try to attack Buffy, Spike moved instinctually, he grabbed the demon king’s head and wrenched his neck to the side. Too late he remembered how ineffectual that was the last time.

Just as the first rays of the sun crested the horizon there was a loud cracking noise that seemed to echo throughout the city.

Dawn had arrived.

Spike finally pushed Hiranyakashipu off of him and he tumbled to the ground before Spike realized he was no longer moving.

Spike stared at him unbelieving.

‘My father cannot be killed on earth or in space…’ Henri’s voice echoed in his head. Well the bloke had been on his lap.

‘…during the day or night….’ Dawn didn’t count as either one.

‘…either inside or outside…’ Spike looked at the archway they were in.

‘…and not by the hand of a human, god, animal, or any other animate or inanimate species…’ That kind of described him.

Spike let out a chuckle. “Thanks be to Vishnu.” He muttered. Buffy tilted her head and looked at him quizzically.

“And here I thought I was the one who saved your ass.” She said cockily. He snapped his head up and looked directly at her. She stood before him still in her vampire face, breathing heavily from the exertion of the fight. Spike remembered the feeling he had watching her and Shadow earlier and before he could even think he pressed her tight against the wall as his demon growled at her possessively.

He knew she had enough control over herself that she could have pushed him away if she wanted to, instead, golden eyes met his and she tilted her head to the side in invitation. Spike wasted no time and bit into her neck like a man starving. He heard her gasp in pleasure when his fangs broke the skin and she held his head tightly against her.

He swallowed her blood greedily, feeling it starting to heal his wounds almost instantly. As he began to feel stronger, his libido came back and his hands moved with a mind of their own, reaching for the fastenings on her pants.



When the car pulled up to the house, it was almost dawn. Everyone jumped out and ran for the front door..

“You’ll probably need some blankets with the day approaching.” Giles said. “It might be a good idea if you stay here, Angel.”

“No.” Angel said. “I’m going with them.” Giles nodded as they entered the house. Dawn ran down the stairs as they came.

“Willow’s awake.” Giles and Angel stopped in surprise; both hesitated for a minute, before Giles looked towards Angel.

“Go.” Angel said. “I’ll get the blankets and we’ll go get Spike and Buffy and be back soon.” Angel moved forward to grab a throw off the couch. Shadow appeared out of the floor in front of him causing him to stop short.

“I thought about sending Simon out with you, or Helena, but I think you can handle this can’t you?” He asked. Angel glared at him as he tried to step around him to get the throw, but Shadow kept stepping in front of him.

“I’m sure we can.” He tried again to reach around the man, but again Shadow moved in front of him.

“I have no doubt. Buffy probably already took care of the problem already. Are you sure you want to go out there?” Shadow asked.

“Yes, I am.” Angel said through gritted teeth. “Now if you would just get out of my way.” He went to push him away, but his hands met with nothingness as he did. Shadow had disappeared. Angel grabbed the blanket and rushed back towards the door. He passed Raven on the way. “Don’t worry we’ll bring him back.” He tried to assure her.

“Hopefully in one piece.” She said.

None of the Hogoshas noticed the flickering light that headed out the door ahead of Angel.



Spike had only one thought in his mind: to make Buffy his once and for all. Nothing else even registered with him as he ripped open her pants and pulled them down. She obviously didn’t have a problem with his treatment, though, because her only reaction was to hold his head closer to her as and to remove on leg from her pants and wrap it around his waist pulling him closer to her. She finally released her tight grip on his hair when she felt the denim that he still wore rub against her naked skin. She pushed him back slightly to undo his pants.

Spike stopped drinking and looked up at her when she did this. “Mine.” He growled at her menacingly daring her to refuse him. She ripped his pants open and gave him a toothy grin, but she didn’t accept his claim. She wrapped her other leg around his waist and raised herself up, using their momentum she turned them so Spike was now pressed against the wall while she was poised above him. She grabbed his hard cock with one hand and lowered herself onto him at the same time she struck for his neck. He howled out in passion and grabbed her bottom tightly trying to get deeper inside of her. She raised her head and looked at him triumphantly. “Mine.” She growled at him.

He released his grip on her ass and brought his hands up to cup her face, making sure she was looking directly into his eyes. “Always and forever.” He whispered.

She kissed him desperately, her fangs cut into his lips making them bleed as she raised and lowered her hips onto him feverishly. Spike released her face and grabbed her hips, leaning more of his weight against the wall and helping her to move on him.

Pleasure carried him off in waves as he reveled in the familiar feeling of being inside of this woman. He could feel her blood coursing through his body, just as he could now feel her essence strong inside of him. Their movements became more frantic as they pushed forward together towards that peak that only the other could bring them to. Buffy began to contract her internal muscles causing more friction on his movements. She knew he was so close. She pulled back to look into his eyes.

“Mine.” They hissed at the same time and dove for each other’s necks again, this time making sure to cover any pre-existing marks from anyone else. Spike lost himself as he came inside her violently.

All he knew was her.

Buffy.

The Girl.

The Woman.

The Slayer.

The Vampire.

He saw it all. Saw what had happened to her in Italy, saw her travels, saw the kidnapping, saw…

The pleasure left abruptly. He pushed Buffy away from him violently and bent gasping as horror and pain gripped him so tightly he began to shake.

It didn’t stop the visions though. They just kept coming.

Dry heaves racked his body as he coughed and sobbed at the same time. He fought to get himself under control and looked up towards her. That was when he realized what a mistake he had made.

“Buffy…” He pleaded with the woman who now stood before him completely closed off.

“What?” She asked him simply, she had the tight, controlled smile glued to her face.

“Wait, please.” He practically begged her.

“I’m not going anywhere.” She sounded smug. “When you offered to help me control my demon I didn’t think this was what you meant.” She commented.

“I didn’t mean…” Spike tried to calm himself and talk to her. “That wasn’t towards you.”

“Of course it wasn’t.” She agreed with him, but her tone indicated she didn’t believe that at all.

“You don’t understand, I didn’t mean to…” Again she interrupted him.

“Didn’t mean to what? Reject your mate so violently that now the demon is going to reject emotions the same way I do?” She shrugged. “Well, it all turned out the same. No more conflicted Buffy.” She put her pants back on and fastened them up.

They both heard a car approaching. Spike hurriedly fastened his pants as well. The car screeched to a halt and Henri and Illyria got out. The sun now lit up the sky, so Angel waited in the car upon seeing both Buffy and Spike standing.

“You killed him.” Henri said reverently.

Spike remembered the body for the first time. “I think your Vishnu helped out a bit on that one.”

Buffy didn’t say anything, just headed for the car. Angel noticed the new bite marks on her neck right away and immediately sensed Spike’s claim.

“You let him claim you.” He said as she sat down in the front seat.

“I am not a vampire Angel.” She almost growled at him. “Your traditions hold no weight with me.”

Angel looked at her confused. It felt like a mutual claim when she walked up, yet why would she claim him if she didn’t acknowledge claims.

Spike never took his eyes off of Buffy as she got in the car. He tried to answer Henri’s questions as best he could, but his mind was obviously some place else. Finally, Henri gave up.

“You must be exhausted after your night, we will talk of this later then?”

“Thanks.” Spike nodded.

“We brought you this to get back to the house.” Henri handed him the small blanket.

Spike took it and nodded his thanks; he threw it over his head and dashed to the back seat of the car, jumping in next to Angel.

After they had left Pixie morphed into her natural form and walked towards the body on the ground. “This isn’t good.” She said as she watched the car disappear around the corner. “This isn’t good at all. She has destroyed her last bit of emotion, we aren’t going to be able to do anything.” She transformed again into a small light and hurried back to the house.



It was a silent ride back in the car, broken only by Henri calling one of his people to come and collect his father’s body.

When they arrived back at the house, Buffy jumped from the car almost before it stopped moving. Spike wanted to jump out after her, but he still didn’t have the foggiest idea what he could say to make it right.

“I must have a service for my father.” Henri said, “After that I would like to speak more of your battle.”

Spike nodded absently before getting out of the car and dashing for the door. Angel ran in behind him with his own blanket. Illyria followed them both inside and shut the door.

“We need to look at your wounds and then go check on the witch.” She said.

“Willow’s awake?” Spike seemed alert for the first time since the found him.

“She evidently woke up last night.” Angel didn’t even finish before Spike was racing up the stairs towards Willow’s room.

“He needs to stop doing that.” Angel said irritated.

Illyria didn’t answer him, just watched Spike with interest.


Spike burst into Willow’s room, startling everyone inside.

“You’re ok.” Dawn said in relief. Spike looked at her and nodded.

“I’m still not dust, at least.” He told her, and then he looked back towards Willow. He noticed her pulse pick up as he looked at her. “How are you feeling Red?” She dropped her eyes.

“I’m not sure yet.”

“Willow hasn’t been able to tell us anything about what she saw yet.” Giles said.

“With the way it affected her, I’m thinking that’s a good thing.” Xander said.

Spike opened his mouth to dispute that, but then he noticed Helena sitting near Xander. He decided to wait until they were alone before he said anything. He didn’t know how much the Rogue’s knew about Buffy’s past, but he didn’t want to give them anything they didn’t already have.

“We should probably let you get some sleep.” Giles said, noticing Willow’s more subdued attitude since Spike arrived.

“Yeah, I’m pretty tired.” Willow mumbled.

Everyone stood up to leave and told her to get some rest. As they all began to filter out the door Xander noticed Spike didn’t move.

“You coming?” He asked the vampire.

Spike shook his head. “I need to talk to Red.” Willow looked up at him startled.

“She’s been through a lot, Spike.” Xander warned him.

“It’s important, Whelp.” Spike’s tone told him that he wasn’t going to argue with him.

“Fine, but try not to upset her, Ok?”

Spike nodded and waved Xander out.

He finally left and then Spike and Willow were alone, alone and staring at each other.

“You know.” Willow said.

“Do you hate me?”

“Hate you? It wasn’t your fault.”

“Really? I think it was.” Spike began pacing and felt tears burning behind his eyes. “Because of me she did that.” He said more to himself than to her. “Because of what I told her before, she believed it.”

Willow closed her eyes. “I don’t know what happened before Spike, but I know that she made a choice. I don’t blame her for it, because of the circumstances, but she did make the choice.”

Spike wasn’t ready to hear that yet, though. He just shook his head in denial

“How did you find out? Did you try and get inside her mind too?” Willow asked him

He let out a bitter laugh. “No, she let me in.” He touched the mark on his neck ruefully.

“You marked her? She let you?” Willow’s eyes opened wide. “You got through to her!” She said happily.

“Oh, I got through all right. I got through and the demon showed it all to me and I pushed her away.”

“What?”

“I didn’t mean to. It was just all of sudden, I saw what happened and I…” He shook his head as the tears crested. “FUCK!!” He yelled. “I’ve messed it all up again. I told her there was nothing she could do that would change how I felt about her and the first thing I do when she opens up to me is push her away in horror.” He looked at Willow. “That was the first emotion she felt through our bond. She thought I felt that about her, she didn’t understand.”

“You have to fix this.” Willow told him angrily. “Spike, she needs you.”

“Yeah, look what I do to her.”

”Oh get over your self-pity already; we don’t have time for that. Whatever is going on here, I think Buffy is at the center of it. She needs someone she can trust by her side. You are the one person she trusts more than anything…”

”Not anymore.” He said sadly.

“Then fix this.” Willow ordered. Spike almost expected her eyes to turn black with the tone she used on him. “She’s your mate now. That should make it easier.”

“Not exactly. She cut off all the demon’s emotions now too.” Spike sighed and ran his hands through his hair tiredly. “Your right. I need to fix this and I will.”

“I’ll try and help you find a way. You can’t give up on her.”

“I won’t. I am not about to let her go.” Spike said. “Why didn’t you tell the others?” He asked her.

“Dawn doesn’t need to hear that and neither does Xander.”

“Are you going to tell Rupert?”

“I don’t know. I think there is something wrong with him.”

“He’s sick.” Spike said.

“That’s what I was afraid of.” Willow said.

Spike didn’t know what to say. Why couldn’t ANYTHING be simple?

“I’m going to get some shut eye.” He said. “Facing a Hindu Demon King tends to wear you out.”

“I heard you got us some vehicles to ride in.”

“Yeah, we’re leaving tonight and the rest of you will leave the next day. We’ll meet up in a weeks time at the rendezvous point.”

“Provided we’re all still alive.” Spike said.

“Yeah.”


Her voice stopped him before he left the room.

“Do you still love her?” Willow asked him.

“More than ever.” He replied.



Downstairs Shadow sat in his office and face his father. “The vampire appears to still be walking the Earth. A mistake on your part?” He couldn’t help but gloat.

“You are a fool.” The dark shape hissed at him. “The vampire managed to turn her away on his own and in doing so helped our cause. She is now ready, she has shut out all of her emotions on all levels. We must leave soon so she can awaken the army of the Thunder Dragon and we can start her transformation.”

“Soon we will rule this world and I will have her by my side as my queen.” Shadow commented with glee.

“Victory shall be ours, thanks to the one that was supposed to be the hope for this war.” The dark figured let out a terrifying laugh. “And maybe if the vampire is still around when take power we can take our time and torture him through the next millennia.”





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