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Chapter Fourteen

“My poor, poor Spike, reaching for the sunshine when all it does is burn.”

I open my eyes and Dru’s swaying like a snake in front of me as if she’d been in the library all along. Can’t say as I remember her arriving. Must have been when I was down for the count. I can hear Buffy and the bloody Scoobies arguing in the background and Angelus is laying on the floor in a locked cage. Good on that.

Dru sees me glance at her precious Daddy and wanders over to the cage.

“It’s not fair, you know.” She glances back at me, “Daddy never asked for the sunshine. Not like the Black Knight did. It’s not fair that Princess loses both. I do so miss my daddy. The bad dog was never a suitable replacement.

Dru swiveled her head towards me and started meandering behind me, “The King of Cups finally had his birthday but no one went to the party.”

“Dru, I’m not in the mood for your babbling. ’Ve got a pounding headache and you rarely make any sense.”

“It doesn’t matter, my Sweet William. You think you’ve moved up and away, but she’ll leave you for him just like I did, and will again. Just look at them. Miss Edith says they’re soulmates and the fairies sing about their love.”

I look over at the Poof and Buffy’s in the cage with him. They’re kissing and between kisses she’s staring into his eyes like he’s the answer to all her questions; in a way she’s never looked at me. I see his hands grab her closer and suddenly I’m angrier than I ever remember being before in my entire existence. When I finally manage to get off the ground and leap at the bastard to pull him off my girl I don’t even notice that Dru’s nowhere to be seen.


I don’t make it very far.

I experience a weird falling rush when I realize that I never actually stood up at all. In fact I’m layin’ on the floor with my head on the Slayer’s lap and she’s holdin’ me down by the shoulders. Just like her! Protecting her precious Angel from the big bad! All she’s ever seen in me is a monster not like her beloved Angel! Even after he left her to fend for herself.....

Confusion sets in as I try to recall what the bloody hell I’m talking about. I don’t remember Angel ever leaving so why am I so sure he did? Jumping to my feet after roughly shrugging off whatever’s holding me down I’m surprised and confused again to hear Buffy grunt in pain. How’d she get behind me so fast?

I glare at her remembering the lance of pain I felt when I saw her kissing HIM.

She looks confused and hurt. Well join the club missy!

~~~~~

Why’s Spike so mad at me?

Before I can ask him I realize Angel’s up and on his feet, “Get away from her, Spike!”

Spike’s eyes narrow in fury and he glances over at Angel before he grabs me roughly by the elbows and pulls me towards him for a punishing kiss. I can’t help it. Even though I know he’s kissing me out of anger I hear myself moaning as I grab his head closer.

Just as my mind goes completely blank Spike rips his mouth off mine with an ugly chuckle. In a daze I hear his voice taunting Angel.

“Looks like the lady doesn’t want me to get away from her. Could it be that you don’t satisfy her, Peaches?”

He’s glaring at me again and I can feel my eyes water. I have no idea why he’s so angry, “Spike?” I reach for him again and try to pull him back into my arms.

With a growl of pain and rage Spike shoves me to the floor. When I cry out in pain he drags his hands through his hair and his face flashes confusion for a moment before settling back into anger. “Still not done using me, huh Slayer?”

With that he’s out the library door before I can respond.

I hear Giles, Willow and Angel talking but all I can do is sit on the floor in tears. I have no idea what happened but it feels like part of me has been ripped in half. I don’t know what I’m going to do if Spike doesn’t come back.

I jump to my feet intent on following him and begging him to forgive me for whatever it is I did when Angel comes up behind me and pulls me into his arms.

“It’s okay, Buffy. I’ve got you. We’ll figure out what spell is doing this to you and fix it. Before you know it everything will be back to normal.”

I shove myself out of Angel’s arms. How does he know what normal is? I’m about to run out the door when I realize two things: one, I have no idea where Spike may have gone and two, there is something wrong with me. No. I don’t think my feelings for Spike are artificial. They’re too deep to be spell driven. However, my reactions are all off. I’m no crybaby! Why do I want to run to Spike begging when he’s the one who acted like a jerk?!

I realize that something mystical is going on and I look over at Giles with a sigh.

“Where do you recommend we begin? I assume there are tons of books involved”

I’ll just have to hope that Spike comes back under his own steam.





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