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Amelia Jane, Ashley, Sharon.. THAAANKK YOUUUU !!
And now I keep my promise:


Chapter Seventeen: Fooled And Confused (I)

Buffy didn’t understand what was going on. Spike seemed to be blinded by rage; she had never seen him like that before, not even when he claimed that he wanted to kill her.

He did nothing but growl and hurl towards her furiously, as she kept dodging his attacks, getting just a few scratches that would heal almost immediately.

< So... mom was right, he’s my enemy now, he’s on The First’s side. I’ve gotta kill him, before he kills me...> she thought, flipping herself with an acrobatic jump to where the stake had landed, grabbing it and running towards him. She was ready to pierce his heart, knowing that she couldn’t allow herself to fail.

But someone was faster than her and knocked her down with a strong blow to her head, so she fell to the floor, dropping the stake in the process.

Spike didn’t see that scene, for the simple reason that he had been rendered unconscious, too, in exactly the same way.

“What the bloody hell was that about? And don’t tell me that they were mock fighting, because you know better than me that that was damn far from a mock fight!” EB exclaimed, getting rid of the dangerous stake and looking first at GB and then at LES.

“You’re right, sweetheart. I don’t know what happened, but that’s not good, and something tells me that their bloody changing-aspect ‘friend’ is involved!” ES commented.

The blows that they both had received on their heads hadn’t been too powerful, so the two vampires on the ground started recovering pretty quickly.

Lucky for them, ES and EB were still keeping tabs on them. LES tried to remember what had happened, but he was lost in the most total oblivion, but GB was more than lucid and unfortunately for him, she was determined as well.

In fact she didn’t waste any time at all in breaking another leg of the chair, running towards LES in a fury, as he stared at his Childe in confusion.

“I’ve gotta kill you, gotta kill you, kill you...” she repeated as a robot, but EB was quicker than her once again, snatching the stake from her hand and breaking it in two.

“My dear, calm down. You know, it’s not fun to knock myself down, so don’t make me do it again!” EB summoned her, as both she and ES hold GB still.

“Be quiet, sweetheart, someone must have played a trick on you!” ES warned her.

“Buffy, luv, what’s wrong? What happened?” LES wondered, disoriented as never before.

“Don’t play that game with me, you were about to kill me just a few minutes ago!” GB snapped.

“What the bloody hell are you talking about?” LES asked her, even more perplexed.

“I had a dream where my mom told me that you’re under The First’s influence now...” she explained.

“Right. And tell me, by any chance was she a * spirit * that you * couldn’t touch *?” he made her noticed.

She stopped and pondered about that for a while.

“Oh damn, you’re right and I’m so stupid! How could The First fool me so bad? And how could he dare to involve my mom, that was the worst thing he could do to me, no one touches my mom!” she growled.

“I know, honey. He tried to play the same dirty trick on me, too...” he informed her.

“Oh no, Spike, I was about to dust you... and if they hadn’t stopped me... I would have done exactly what The First wanted... that’s so freaking terrible!” she burst out crying as he hugged her, rocking her back and whispering sweet words to comfort her, until he felt her calm down.

“Well, lucky for you, I heard him say my name, almost as if I was there. Something wasn’t right, so I rushed here with her...” ES explained, pointing at his Mate.

“Yeah, you know, we weren’t in our room, we were just around here...” EB added.

“By the way, what were you two doing here?” LES questioned them.

But it was enough to look at them a little bit more closely for GB and him to realize what they were actually doing there. After all, EB was wearing only ES’s black T-shirt... but inside out, and ES seemed to had pulled his jeans in a hurry, because he’d left them opened at the waist, with the unfastened leather belt popping out from under his red shirt that he had unbuttoned in such a hurry that he hadn’t respected the order of the buttons, so that said it all.

“Well... is there at least one place where you two had * not * have sex yet?” GB wondered.

EB was a little bit embarrassed, so she preferred to hide herself behind her Sire who, contrary to her, was in perfect ease, so much so that he didn’t want to lose the chance to provide a spicy answer for that question.

“Well, let’s say that we surely won’t be having sex there anymore!” he struck back, pointing at the broken chair, with a malicious smirk.

LES winked at him with the same sly attitude as the two Buffys felt extremely awkward and wanted to change subjects as soon as possible.

After all, one of the two vampiresses still had something very important to ask.

“Anyway, Spike, the dream I had doesn’t explain why you went all Psycho on me, completely out of the blue!” GB resumed talking.

“Did I really do that?” he asked, puzzled.

“Believe me, you weren’t you anymore, you were so enraged, so Grrrr, and it all began when you started talking about a particular song...” she informed him.

“A song?!” LES frowned and GB nodded. “Oh, Bloody Hell, this is so odd! I should lay on a sofa and talk with a bloody Freud-wannabe to find out where that came from...” LES commented, still very puzzled despite the sarcasm.

“Yes, honey, as absurd as it may seem... I think that that would really help...” GB stated.

EB was enlightened by a sudden idea.

“Well, after all we have our personal Freud...” she explained with a knowing smile.

(End I)

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