I'm Sorry William

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“Buffy? Buffy…is he in there with you? I can feel him…I can feel his pain…and his anger…”

“Angel…” It was barley a whisper. She was still staring at Spike, staring at his demon features, feeling his body tense against hers. ‘Oh god. What’s he doing here?’

“Buffy? Please…I need to see him.”

She heard the desperation in Angel’s voice. The very desperation she herself felt. Slowly she rose from the bed and walked towards the door. She opened the door slightly.

“What happened to him? Did he get hurt really badly?” Angels questioned.

“How do you know?” Buffy asked curiously.

“I can feel him Buffy. He is my childe. I can feel the pain, I can feel the anger…He’s not to happy that I’m here…but I felt I needed to come.”

“Why Angel? Why did nee need to come?” She asked desperately. She was wondering if it had anything to do with the fact that Spike had claimed her and she agreed to the claim.

“I came to help. My blood is strong. It gave Spike’s demon life…if he’s hurt it will help heal him.”

“ell ell his chip went off…for no reason. It malfunctioned…and I had it taken out.”

“YOU had it taken out? Why would you do that?”

“I have to tell you something…” She opened the door wider allowing him entrance.

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Spike could feel treatreat pouf on the other side of the door. ‘Go to bloody hell Angel.’ He growled inside his own head. He could feel the sire’s blood in him calling out to be tasted. He wanted to get up from the bed and kick Angel’s ass. But he couldn’t.

He felt Buffy leave the bed and go to the door. He could feel Angel’s presence sharply when she opened the door.

He kept up his continuous growl. Really the only protest he could give at the moment. He could feel Ang rel reluctance to enter the room, and he could also feel his mate’s willingness to have him in the room. Where Spike lay. He could feel danger. His muscles were stiff, begging to be used. ‘Too bad I can’t bloody well control them right now. Too weak.’

His growling got louder the closer Peaches got to the bed. He snarled angrily when he felt his sire right at his bedside.

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“Tell me then.” Angel wanted to know before he entered her room and faced Spike.

“I’m in love with him. Things are different…” She tossed her hair back, exposing the mark on her throat where she had forced Spike to drink. “He claimed me…and I accepted.”

Angel gasped and looked closer at the mark. “That’s not a claim mark. It’s a bite. He bit you where I did to erase…My mark is gone.” He said astonished.

“No, It’s not the claim mark. That one’s private. This one, I forced him to drink…to save his life…this one I wear for everyone to see. I’d give my life for him Angel. Do you still want to help?”

“Yes. I still want to help. It’s different with us Buffy. And it’s not just because of Spike. I have felt the changes in him…through our bond…there is no way I can turn my back on him. He’s becoming a better. No. Not because he was forced by someone implanting a soul in him, but because he fell in love with a remarkable woman. He’s lucky enough to have choice in the matter. How can I not want to help him achieve that?”

By the time he was finished his little speech she had tear pockets welling in her eyes. “Thank you. I didn’t know how you were going to react to that.”

“Either did I.” He smiled. Angel noticed Spike’s growling increase in intensity as he stepped into the room. “He’s not to happy that I’m here…”

“The doctor said he’d wake up in the next few days. He said Spike might be pretty aggressive when he woke up…He hasn’t moved at all, just growled and purred.”

“I want to try to feed him…do you need to leave the room? Or could you handle that?”

“I’ve fed him Angel. I think I can handle watching you do it.”

“I didn’t mean that…I meant that sometimes…with vampires…it’s pretty violent…”

“Hello? Second Vampire lover lying unconscious in my bed. I think I know a thing or two about it.” She said handing him the knife she used.

“I don’t need that.” Angel glanced at the knife. He vamped and sank his fangs deep into his wrist. He stepped up beside the bed and leaned over Spike. He dipped one finger in the pooling blood and brushed it across Spike’s lips.

Spike quieted instantly and lay silent. Angel brought the wound to Spike’s lips and pressed downward. Spike opened his mouth and bit down into Angels wound, mewling and drinking deep.

Buffy watched fascinated. She stepped closer to the bed and sat on the opposite side. She watched for a few moments before cuddling up next to Spike and wrapping one arm over his waist.

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“Giles. I have to ask you something. I want you to think about it seriously before you answer. In fact…Please don’t answer right now…”

“What is it Willow?” Giles asked impatiently, cleaning his glasses.

“DO you honestly think that Buffy is the first Slayer to fall in love with not one but TWO master vampires? I mean…do you think it’s possible that the council is hiding the fact that it’s more common than they’re letting on?”

Giles stared at the red haired girl. His first reaction…his gut reaction told him no way. Buffy was completely unique in her lusting after the undead. But then he thought a little more. The murmurs he heard in the background when he had called the council to ask them to help Angel…when they had poisoned him. ‘I’ll have to research that.’

Willow glanced nervously at him. “I’m just curious…” She smiled sheepishly.

“Goodnight Willow.” Giles said softly. He made his way into the dining room so he could make a few phone calls without being overheard.

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Angel closed his eyes and sank down onto the bed. He let Spike feed for quite a while. Then he slowly pulled his arm back. “Heal up quick my boy.” He said softly squeezing Spike’s shoulder.

“Can you stay until tomorrow?” Buffy asked softly. “I’d sleep better knowing if anything happened you’d be in Dawn’s room…”

“Where’s Dawn?”

“At Xander and Anya’s for the night.”

“Ok. I’ll stay…”

“Can you show yourself in? I don’t want to leave him right now…”

“I’ll come check on you in a few hours.”

She nodded and curled back into Spike.

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“Donaldson? It’s Giles. Rupert Giles.”

“Hello Rupert. What can I do for you?”

“This may be a little silly but…your Slayer died in 83 right?”

“Yes. She did. Fulfilled her prophecy. I hear yours smashed her prophecy to smithereens.”

“That she did…listen…did your slayer have any involvement with a vampire?”

“She killed them every night…for a year and a half. Then she was killed.”

“I mean did she have any…romantic feelings for a vampire?”

He heard the uncomfortable silence on the other end.

“Did you hear me?”

“I heard you. It cat can’t believe what I’m hearing…”

“So that’s a no then?”

“I’m not saying that. Look…I can’t talk about this…”

“Do you know of any others?”

“Did the council ask you to call me? See if I was keeping my word?”

“What? No. My slayer…she’s…in love with one…”

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Spike was feeling pretty good. Yeah his head was pounding, but he had sire’s blood flowing through him. And he had Buffy by his side. He sighed contentedly and turned to face her. Burying his nose in her hair and placing one hand on her hip he allowed himself to fall into unconsciousness again.

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“I can’t tell you any more than that…they would have my head on a platter if they found out that I told you anything.”

“It is much appreciated. I can’t tell you what this means to me…”

“Like I said. I didn’t tell you anything.”

“Right. Night then,” Giles said softly placing the receiver back into it’s cradle.

“Night.”

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Buffy awoke with the feeling that someone was staring at her. She opened one eye and broke into a huge grin. Spike was watching her with yellow lust filled eyes. He purred deep in his chest, moving closer and burying his face in her neck

“Mmmm Morning.” Buffy whispered happily.

Spike didn’t speak. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. “Luv.” One word. His voice was gravelly; She smiled at him and placed one finger on his lips. “Shhh. Get better my love. Then we’ll talk…”

“Peaches?” He questioned.

“Angel? Yeah. He’s sleeping in Dawn’s room…he came to help you.”

“Why?” He looked at her with the shock he felt evident on his face. Angel had left him and Dru to their own devices for a century. When He had been hurt or in pain before Angel hadn’t come. Hell even when they were both in the same town Angel hated him. So did Angelus for the brief period he was restored to himself. Or so Spike thought.

“I asked him the same thing. He said he could feel the changes in you…through your bond…said he wanted to help you.” She looked into his eyes and could see the unasked question in his eyes. “I told him about us. He was surprisingly ok with it.”

Spike grinned happily and kissed her softly.

“I love you.” She smiled looking into his eyes.

They curled back up around each other and lay there contentedly until they were interrupted by a knock at the bedroom door.

“Who is it?” Buffy called out.

“Dr. Angleman. I just wanted to check on Spike.”

“You got me a doctor?” Spike whispered.

“I called Riley, He brought the doctor. It’s the same Doctor who put the chip in.”

“So I can eat him then?” Spike whispered, mischief lighting his eyes.

Buffy giggled. “No. I’m the only person you’ll be eating from now on. I’m going to let him in so he can check on you ok?”

“Why don’t you go and have breakfast while I get examined?” His voice was getting stronger the more he used it.

“Ok.” Buffy climbed out of bed and went to the door.

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TBC…Az