Spike's Return

Disclaimer: OK, yet again let me say I don't own any characters in this or any other story I may write. Although I would love to own Spike if Joss wants to get rid of him, hehehehehehehe.

Story so far: Spike has returned to Buffy with his Soul, has already been through the guilt process and had re-affirmed his bond with his Sire Angel.

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By the time Buffy and Spike walked back to the training room Giles had been waiting for them for twenty minutes, and wasn’t impressed.

"This isn’t an end of year dance we’re preparing for here people, it IS the end of the world you know! Can we please concentrate on the matter at hand and stop taking ….. Breaks! Thank you!" Giles ended as Buffy moved sheepishly to the punching bag and began to wrap up her hands.

"Well, you did ask us to warm up! And a moment ago a part of me was incredibly warm, so we weren’t completely ignoring you Rupert!" Spike said, grinning from ear to ear as Buffy blushed and Giles strode out of the room.

"Spike!" Buffy admonished! But, as she was grinning he knew he wasn’t really in trouble.

Just then Angel walked in "Spike, feel like a workout?"

"Just had one mate, but I’m always up for a challenge!" Spike countered, raising an eyebrow at Angel, knowing his Sire would understand him.

Buffy laughed as Angel shook his head "No wonder Giles looks so pissed off!" Angel said, clearly amused.

Spike threw Angel a sword, which he easily caught, and moved with his own to the centre of the room.

Buffy started to pound and kick the bag, but always keeping one eyes on the Vampires.

They circled each other, like the true predators they were, each waiting for the other to attack. Spike lunged forward with his sword, always the impatient one, leaping back with perfect reactions as Angel parried his attack. The sound of clashing metal filled the training room, and as the other Scoobies ran in to see what was happening Buffy stopped in her tracks and leant against the wall to watch them. The Scoobies crammed onto and around the couch to watch with fascination.

Angel had the upper hand on skill, but Spike was faster and more graceful and definitely had sneakiness on his side. Buffy really didn’t help by shouting "A kiss for the winner!" Which made Angel grin, letting Spike know he wasn’t going to pass up that offer in a hurry. Before Spike could respond, however, Buffy let him know through their link that she knew he would win. So when Angel called out again he didn’t mind so much.

"You’re not going to win Childe, just give up now and your mate can feel real power between your legs!" Angel taunted evilly, expecting Spike to be so angry he’d charge and lose.

Spike, however, knew better. He wasn’t the Childe Angel thought he still was. Although he was severely pissed off at the thought of what Angel had said, he felt Buffy’s love for him and the encouragement she was sending him was giving him the strength to stay calm. She really wanted Spike to win.

Spike just cocked his head and grinned, it was the same grin he had given Buffy the first time they had met, all those years ago. She hadn’t seen it since.

Spike threw the sword on the floor and Angel followed suit, it was time for hand-to-hand combat.

Angel moved first and Spike twisted around him easily, landing a swift kick making Angel stumble momentarily while Spike turned to face him again. While Angel righted himself, Spike allowed himself a moment to bask in his Mate’s desire. She was dripping for him, the sight of him fighting for her was obviously a turn on for her, she was so turned on he could barely control himself from…..

Spike’s thoughts were cut short as Angel’s fist made contact with his jaw. He hadn’t been paying attention, and realised Angel wasn’t playing anymore! He really wanted that kiss. Spike looked at his Sire and for a split second thought his eyes glowed, and noticed he was acting differently.

Spike vamped out Angel too, and kicked out at him and made contact with his abs, sending Angel across the mat. "Hello Angelus, come out to play have we?" Spike realised there was more to him than he was showing, and there was only one explanation.

Buffy just started at Angel, and finally saw…. He’d lost his soul. Buffy watched as Angelus broke the stance and strode towards her. Buffy, however, didn’t move.

She just held up her hand to the others, including Spike, and just looked up at him and said "Hello Ex-Lover!" Throwing Angelus’s old words back at him, with the emphasis on Ex evident, which clearly amused Spike.

"Slayer! It’s good to be back. What shall we……?" He was cut short as Buffy suddenly kneed him sharply between the legs and her uppercut sent him onto his back again. Both Giles and Xander shifted slightly as they imagined the pain that knee must of caused and even Spike winced slightly, luckily he had never been on the receiving end of that particular punishment from Buffy but he could easily imagine.

"You don’t know who I am, I’m not that sweet girl you once hurt, I’ve changed! I’ve died since you knew me. I could kill you in an instant, or torture you for hours. I’ve seen Heaven and I know you’ve seen Hell. Wanna re-visit?"

Xander went to Spike "Aren’t you gonna help her?"

"You think she needs help? I can feel his demon, it wants her so badly he can almost feel her. It remembers that night they had and wants it again. I never realised before, Angelus may not be able to love her, but her he does crave her. Buffy has all the power! Besides, I’m enjoying the show!" Spike leaned back against the wall, taking Buffy’s place as she moved forward to the mat. He watched his mate torturing his Sire, and couldn’t help but enjoy every minute.

"I can do things you can’t even imagine! What you saw between Spike and I? That’s nothing compared to what we do when we’re alone! I crave his touch and he craves mine, we are mated, for eternity and you can not, and will not, ever break that. I’ve grown up, I’m stronger, so much stronger than you, in all ways. Only Spike could ever match me, in all things." She leant over him as she spoke, so he had a good look at her breasts, hoping to distract him for a few moments as Spike had let her know what Angelus was feeling.

Spike started to growl despite himself, but stopped when he realised what she was doing and grinned, moving to the mat to get a better look. She leant forward until her cross was dangling above Angelus’s forehead. He was too busy trying to get a better look at her to notice. Until the cross lay flat, and then he screamed as it made contact.

She took the cue and feeling him harden under her, picked him up easily, surprising everyone but Spike, and swiftly chained him to the wall. "Now, get out all of you. Spike, I want you to stay."

Angelus just hissed as he watched them leave, and sneered as Spike advanced on Buffy.

"Spike, shall we show Angelus what he missed out on?"

Spike said nothing, just grinned until he was ‘up close and personal’ and he said "Anything you say Luv. Never one to disappoint a lady."

Buffy pushed him up against the wall next to Angel. "You won!" and kissed him, slowly at first, but with more passion as they hard Angelus’s growls.

Buffy broke away softly and made her way down Spike’s body, both of them keeping an eye on Angelus as she did so….

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Author’s Note: Sorry, hehehehehehehe. I promise an extreme R-Rated chapter next. It’s already written, so just need to type it up and post it. Anyway, if you like this story please give me some feedback.