My Immortal

Chapter Twelve


Giles stood at the opening with Angel, they nodded and leapt down into the Hellmouth. Angel cried out as he saw Buffy's lifeless body slip from the Masters clutches.Giles ran to Angels side and looked away. He had failed his Slayer and she had died as a result. Angel saw the slumped form of Spike and knew then that he had tried at least, to save her. The Master laughed and stepped aside, leaving Buffy face down on the cavern floor. He pushed against the barrier that had held him within his prison for what seemed an eternity. The barrier shimmered and then disappeared. The Master rose to the surface of the library , Darla behind him. Angel watched as they walked out of sight. Giles fell to his knees beside Buffy. He turned her onto her back and started CPR.

Spike raised his head and groaned. He looked around and saw Giles bent over Buffy. He staggered to his feet and made his way to them. He fell to his knees and gently touched her hand, no tears fell and he remained quiet. Angel watched him, his rage burned inside him. If he had been there, if he had been the one to protect her as he should have been, then maybe Buffy would be alive now.

Spike watched as Giles continued CPR without any success. He looked up at Angel and saw the anger within his eyes. He stroked Buffys hair and morphed .Giles reached for a stake and found himself held back by Angel. Fury washed through him and his abuse at the younger vampire went unheard. Spike bit his wrist and offered it to her lips. Giles couldn't believe what he was seeing. The vampires that swore to protect her, were now turning her in front of him. Giles turned his face away, watching this happen made his stomach tense and he felt that he would loose it's contents if he bared witness to the event .

Buffy could hear everything around her, could tell that Giles was grieving her. She could sense Angel close by, but more than that, she could feel Spike, could taste him. Her senses told her that he was saving her life, all she had to do was drink. The thought should have repulsed her and yet she felt comforted by it. She felt the coldness against her lips, the metallic saltiness of his blood on her tastebuds and slowly, her tongue moved across the cut on his wrist.

Spike gave a sigh and cradled her to his chest, his wrist still pressed against her lips. Angel watched as the wave of pleasure washed over Spike. Angels cock hardened at the memory of what Spike was doing . Having someone drink from you was one of the most erotic feelings and the connection that you shared with that person went beyond anything man could conceive of.

Spike felt the euphoria build within him as Buffy drank. His hard shaft rubbed against her as she shifted into a better position. Her small moans made Spike feel like he would shoot his load in his jeans. Never had he felt anything like this.

Angel coughed and caught Spikes attention. Realising that Buffy was in fact awake and seemed fine, he pulled his wrist away from her, causing them both to moan at the loss of contact.

Giles turned when he heard her moan, amazed that she was alive, and also, had not been turned. This would certainly be good research material and would be put into his Watchers diary.

Buffy stood unaided , she felt strong, stronger than before.Without hesitation, she ran after the Master and Darla. She didn't need to be told which what they had gone. Buffy knew instinctively. She could feel him, see him with her minds eye. Angel , Spike and Giles followed her , but her pace was fast. Too fast for them to keep up with, especially with a human in tow.

The Master stood in the tower of the school and surveyed the area. It had changed since his incarceration, but that wasn't the shock. The look upon his face as Buffy leapt to the roof below him, was one of horror.

"How? I killed you"
"Yeah, I make death look good, whereas you, look like shit"

Buffy threw a punch and sent him crashing through the shutters and down through the roof of the classroom below. Buffy jumped down through the hole and landed softly beside him. The Master stood and tried to grab her throat again. Darla growled her annoyance and leapt onto Buffys back. Buffy flipped her off and into the wall behind her. Darla crumpled to the floor unconscious. The Master kicked and punched Buffy, his blows having no impact on her at all. Buffy blocked and punched back, knocking him onto his back. Darla woke and rushed Buffy , forcing her forwards, The stake twisted in Buffys fist and buried itself into Darlas heart.

"Oh Fu...."

Darla turned to ash and dust and the Master howled at the loss of his favoured childe. Buffy saw the rage in his eyes as he advanced on her. Undeterred, Buffy swung the stake forwards and caught his face. He hissed through the pain and clutched at her shoulders, holding her firmly in his grasp. He sneered at her as he bent forward .

"Nobody here to save you this time, maybe I should replace Darla with you. She was my favourite but ultimately unworthy. You would make a fine replacement. Your strong, stronger than she ever was"
"Have to decline your offer, staring at that face now is making my want to hurl, I couldn't bare the thought of an eternity looking at it"

He threw her against the wall and then leapt after her, Buffy stood , and caught him mid air, she tossed him upwards and kicked an upturned chair. The Master landed, impaled on one of the wooden legs.

Giles, Angel and Spike ran through the doors and watched as he slowly turned to ash, his bones still hung from the leg, impaled through the ribcage.

Angel walked to Buffy and caught her as the emotions became too much for her and she clutched his shirt, burying her face into his chest. He enclosed her in his arms and looked at Giles. Spike watched as Buffy turned to Angel for solace. He back out of the room and faded into the shadows.

Angel swung Buffy up into his arms and carried her out to the car, he placed her on the back seat and then returned to the room that Giles still remained in. They both collected the Masters bones and took them out to the car. Once they had placed them in the trunk they both got into the car. Giles turned to find the rear seat empty. He looked at Angel and tightened his lips in frustration.

Spike paced his crypt, he took large pulls on his fag and muttered to himself. He felt like an idiot. How could he think that a girl like Buffy would be interested in him, when his sire was around it was always the same old story. Buffy had turned to Angel when she needed someone. He should of killed her when they were in Spain, he should of hunted her the first night he had arrived in Sunnydale.He should of snapped her spine, should have drained her dry the night she sat on her roof with him, should have..... Who was he kidding? She had him at the first Hello.
He was still Loves Bitch, always bloody would be!

His thoughts were disturbed when he heard the patter of her feet across the upper level floor. He closed his eyes and hoped that she would just go and not come down into the darkness with him. He stood still, his eyes closed, waiting til she left. The metallic ting of her boots on the ladder told him that she was not leaving and was in fact stood before him. He opened his eyes and tilted his head.

Buffy looked into his blue eyes, the softness of her gaze made him almost melt, almost. Spike took a deep breath and turned from her, causing her to frown. Obviously she had no idea why he was annoyed with her.

" What's wrong?"
"Nothin'"

She sighed and sat on his bed.

"Was it because of Dru? Angel dusting her, is that it?"
"No, nothin' to do with her , not gonna say it was a breeze but s'not that"
"Then what is it? I'm tired and I'm not in the mood for twenty questions"
"Then toodle off home and get some shut eye then Slayer, m'not stopping you"
"Do you know how childish you sound right now?"

He sighed

"D'you have any idea how it felt tonight?"

He looked at her and lit another fag.

"How what felt Spike?"
"To see you dead? To bring you back with m'blood, to see you in his arms after ?"

Buffy swallowed hard and shook her head

"I know how it feels now though , like I'm connected to you, like , like I'm yours, completely"

He smiled and then sat beside her.

" I'm gonna leave Buffy, your young and you don't need me here making your life complicated"

She looked at him briefly and then stared at her hands as they rested in her lap. Tears welled in her eyes and stung. Her throat tightened and she found it hard to talk.

"Where will you go"
"Not sure, always liked New York, maybe Los Angeles"

He shrugged, Buffy stood and made her way to the ladder before turning to him.

"Thanks for everything Spike,I'll miss you and your wrong , I do need you"

Buffy climbed the ladder and left. Spike sat on the bed a while before unleashing his temper on the furniture that littered the crypt.

Buffy knocked at the door and stood waiting. The door swung open and Buffy stepped in out of the sun. Angel stood in just a towel, drying himself and his hair. Buffy flushed and stuttered out an apology. He smirked at her and then shrugged on a shirt.

"What are you doing here so early? Shouldn't you be checking in with Giles. Especially with the way you did that disappearing act from the car"
"I know it's just, well, I know he'll have a hundred and one questions for me, and I'm not sure how to answer them , or if I want to answer the ones that I do"
"I get that you don't , I do, but he'll need to understand . He needs to know how close you are to Spike and what is going on between you both"
"Nothings going on, in fact he's leaving Sunnydale"
"Oh"

Angel went behind the screen and pulled on his pants. He came back out doing up his belt. He sat on the bed and pulled on his boots.

"You look like your getting ready to go somewhere"
"Actually, I was about to go over to Giles', why don't you join me"
"Um.. Okay"

He pulled on his leather jacket and he followed Buffy out of the apartment. He opened the grate to the sewers and jumped down silently. He held his hands up and caught Buffy as she did the same. Their eyes met and Buffy snatched her gaze away from him. Confused much!

The rest of the walk was in silence. Once they arrived at Giles', Buffy sat in the chair while Angel stood by the breakfast bar. Giles wasted no time at all and immediately started to ask Buffy questions regarding last night.

" Where did you go once you left the car?"
"I went to make sure Spike was Okay"

Buffy wasn't going to elaborate , that was obvious. Giles sat opposite her and started to clean the lenses of his glasses.

"And I assume he was fine?"
"Yes, he's leaving town Giles, so you won't have to worry about him anymore"

Giles looked at her and felt some of the tension leave his body.

"Are you aware of the danger you were in by associating with him?"
"Not this again, look he's leaving so just drop it Giles"
"Right, how are you feeling ?"
"Great, never better, death must agree with me"
"Buffy, please, what happened last night was ... radical to say the least, I need to understand what occurred and if there are any side effects that I should be aware of"
"Like the intense longing for blood I now have or the fact that I'm drawn to your neck right now?"

Angel sniggered , and stopped once Giles shot him a filthy look.

"Okay , there are no side effects except maybe the improved speed and strength, but that's in the plus column. There's no bad Giles, so..."
"I suggest we step up your training sessions and monitor you for any changes. I shall be informing the Council of the events and will continue to inform them of your progress."

Angel stepped forward.

"I wouldn't inform them Giles. They will take Buffy and will want to perform tests on her. I have had some experience in dealing with them and to be quite honest with you, I wouldn't trust them. You have to realise that Buffy died, essentially another Slayer would have been called, if you tell them that not only does Buffy still have her Slayer powers, but she drank from a vampire, not just any vampire, but William the Bloody, then they will use her as a lab rat"

Buffy felt cold, she shuddered and bought her knees up to her chest. She looked up at Angel with pleading eyes. Giles sighed. He hadn't realised that a new Slayer was out there now and that his Slayer was now obsolete.Of course the Council would want her. He nodded his agreement.

"So Buffy will continue to Slay, patrol and I shall train her. The Council will be kept in the dark, lets just hope that word doesn't get back to them via other means"
"How else would they find out?"

Buffy had no idea how the system worked. She hadn't dealt with them yet and so she had to trust Giles. Angel sat beside her and put his arm around her.

"We know that the Council would have heard about my involvement by now, and they will be watching me to see that I still have my soul. They have people who work for them that will work undercover, like spies, not even Giles would know who they are"

Giles agreed with Angel and assured her that they would do all they could to protect her , and keep the events of the night before between them. Buffy felt reassured and leant against Angel. The person that she really needed had left her. Buffy closed her eyes and held back the tears that threatened to spill. Would everyone that she loved.. no needed, leave her?

The phone rang and the tall dark haired man answered it. He sat on the hotel bed and checked the time on his watch.

"Price here, yes I have arrived"

The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and authoritative

"Have you made contact yet?"
"No, I arrived this morning and as of yet , have no sightings of the expired Slayer"
"Then can I suggest Mr Wyndam Price, that you go to Ms Summers abode and make contact"
"Yes Sir"

The loud click let him know that the call was over. Wesley got up and pulled on his suit jacket and picked up the file. He put it into the briefcase and locked it. He straightened his tie and left the hotel room. His first stop would be Mr Giles' home.