Author's Chapter Notes:
Okay thanks to Evelyne for the betaing your the best Honey and also to anyone who's left a review I'll try catch up with my replies in the morning....I'm too knackered now....
Chapter sixteen

Drusilla appeared at the top of the stairs to the basement, whining something about her childe just as Buffy tumble through the door from the hallway.

“What did you do to him? Tell me!!”

Buffy screamed hysterically at the vampiress as she grabbed hold of her. If she could have gotten away with staking the vampiress and still finding out what she knew, Drusilla would have been dust waiting for Willow to sweep up in the morning.

Taking a deep breath, Buffy took Drusilla’s head in her hands and looked her deep in her disorientated eyes.

”Drusilla, where is Spike? Look at me, what did you do?

“I, I never wanted to do anything wrong, my dark prince fed me, that’s all, but mummy was very hungry and took too much. Miss Edith said to bring the baby pixie to help him or the bad man.”

Drusilla sensed the worry the Slayer felt about her childe and wanted her to let go, her dark prince needed blood and she didn’t know where to find it. He wouldn’t eat anything alive anymore, so where did they keep food for her childe.

Letting go of Drusilla, but pushing her toward Beatrice, Buffy shouted instruction to the childe of her mate and her watcher as she tore down the stairs towards her fallen mate.

”Giles, bring as much warmed human blood as you can, Beatrice take your grand sire as far away from me as you can and up into one of the attic rooms for the moment before I stake her, consequences be damned.”

“Of course Buffy, Drusilla please follow me, will you?”

Beatrice guided the older vampiress towards the door to the hallway and stairs. Drusilla was looking back to Giles to make sure that he was doing as Buffy had asked of him and would help her dark prince.

Giles opened the fridge and pulled out four bags of O negative blood from the crisper drawer, put two in the microwave and then started to quickly assemble Spike’s novelty mug and scissors for opening the bags on the tea tray. When the microwave signalled that the first bags were warm enough, he replaced those with the next two. Giles waited nervously for the last bags to be heated and then hastily put them on the tray and made his way to the basement to help Spike.

“Who would have thought, that the day would come I bent backwards to bring Spike some blood.”




Buffy was leaning over her mate, trying to get him to open his eyes and lightly slapping his cheeks.

“Spike, you are in big, big trouble Buddy. Look at me, if you dust, I will resurrect you, just so I can kill you again, do you hear me Spike? Spike, open your eyes.”

Spike tried moving his head towards Buffy, but he was so drained that the efforts to even try hurt. He unconsciously slipped into game face when he smelt the blood of his mate so close to him. He hoped she would realise that he needed her to open a vein, so he could feed from her. Once again he tried to speak, but Buffy just continued to threaten him with a staking if he dusted on her.

Buffy glanced down at Spikes face and seeing that he was now in game face, she lifted her wrist towards her mate’s mouth. He never tried to bite, so she cut her own vein on his fang and held it over his open month. At first he didn’t swallowed the blood that collected in his mouth, so she started stroking his cheek with her free hand until he swallow by instinct and latched onto her wrist.

“That’s it. Take what you need to get your energy back and Giles is bringing more.”

Giles descended the stairs as quickly as he could without seeing where he was going, because of the laden tea tray. Arriving on the bottom step, he saw Buffy holding her bleeding wrist to Spike’s mouth to feed him while he was in full game face. To say that he was shocked was an understatement. Giles put the tray instantly down on the table and went to pull his Slayer away from Spike.

“Leave me Giles, he needs this. Get the other blood ready, he knows when to stop”

Spike had been listening all the time. He released Buffy’s wrist and licked the wound close. He tried sitting up while opening his eyes to look at Buffy with love in his eyes. When he was sitting up with the help of Buffy, Spike whispered his words of thanks to her and she leant into him to kiss deeply before Buffy pulled away.

“You’re an idiot, you know that, right? And if you ever do something like this again I will stake you….”

“Yes kitten, I’m a bloody idiot. I thought Drusilla would stop before she would take too much. I did try to stop her, but she was stronger than I thought she was, probably because of the bit of your slayer’s blood she got from feeding from me.”

Spike was famished. Drusilla had drained him near to the point of a dusty death and what he had took from Buffy was not enough to replace the blood he lost. He drank the mug of blood Giles offered, then another without raising himself from the embrace of his mate. She sat next to him stroking his hair while she spoke to Giles about questioning Drusilla as soon as Spike could get up.

“Giles, we must find out what Drusilla knows now. Time’s running out and Angel’s not stupid, if he wants to get in here, he’ll find a way.”

After consuming all the blood Giles had brought down, Spike was feeling a lot better. Pulling Buffy close to him he kissed her again and knew that it was arousal he could smell. She must have had a small orgasm when she fed him. Leaning away again with a twinkle in his eyes, Spike quirked his scared eyebrow at Buffy and whispered in her ear.

“Buffy? Do you want anything kitten?”

She set up straight and blushed because she knew she was caught.

“No, uhm… I’m fine for now. It was just, well you know, but for now I’m fine, really. Could we talk with Drusilla now?”

“Right then, let us go and find out what Dru knows, shall we? Oh by the way, where is she? You didn’t stake her, did you Buffy?“

Spike was trying to lift the sombre mood in the basement, but more than anything, Buffy was right, Angel was clever enough to get in if he really wanted to. It would only take one person to open the door, him to speak to Buffy, her to say a couple of words in the right order without them noticing Angel and he would have his invite.




Outside in a car Angel was fuming.

“I don’t care what you do Wesley, get me in that house now! I’m bloody fed up of wasting all this time. I want my Chide and my queen and I’ll take Buffy too while I’m here! Fuck Spike, I’m taking what’s mine and I want it now!”

Wesley and Gunn were nervous because Angel was losing it more and more since they had arrived to England and all he had done was rant about his new queen. Why he really needed one, they couldn’t understand. He could have Drusilla if he needed a bed partner that badly, she would do anything for her Daddy, they both knew that, but if Angel kept this up, Buffy was going to stake him big time.

Angel watched as a younger slayer walked around the block. He was hungry and she’d make a nice meal, but that would draw to much attention, if he would drain a slayer in front of Buffy and Spike’s house now.

”Lets get out of here for now, I’m hungry. Driver, Kings Cross station.”

Vi watched the car start to pull away, then let herself in the door just as Spike, Buffy and Giles were going up the stairs to the attic.

“Uhm Giles, Angel’s car just pulled away from the front of the house.”

She looked at Spike too. He looked very pale like he hadn’t fed in ages.

”Spike you okay? You’re not looking so hot, did something happen to you?”

“Everything is alright and nothing that concerns you or you would need to know to gossip to the others slayer-bints happened. We have to take care of something, keep patrolling with the slayerettes, so we know when Angel makes an appearance again.”

Vi had an idea as Spike and Buffy continued towards the attic, but she needed her new watcher Andrew for this. He’d do exactly as she said she was way too much of a hand full for Andrew to control.


Tbc…





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