Brown Eyes Blue

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Chapter14

Things that Make You say Hmmm...

Buffy bursts through the door of Spike’s crypt to find the vampire watching television and drinking a mug of blood. “Where is she?” States the Slayer unceremoniously.

“She?” He says with a smirk. “What’s a matter Slayer-jealous?” Before he can continue his taunt he finds himself on the floor with the blonde sitting on his chest, stake drawn.

The others run in and Willow stops Buffy’s hand in mid-air with magic. “What the-” Buffy turns to see the witch. “Will-what are you doing?”

“I’m kinda wondering the same thing Buff. What did Spike do?” The redhead asks.

The Slayer stands and the spell resends. Spike stands and glares at her. Willow touches his arm- “Is Kennedy here?”

“The young gun?” Asks the angry vamp. Tara nods. “She’s safe-what’s with you lot? Do all of you have a death wish?”

“Is she okay?” asks Tara.

“Will be-she’s a little banged up. Got jumped by three vamps-was holding her own till the forth one showed.”

“Where is she?” repeats Buffy.

He looks toward his bedroom at the lower level then back at her, “She didn’t want to see any of you.”

“But she’s okay?” Willow questions.

“Yeah-Red, she’s in one piece,” he says with a soft smile.

Giles speaks up, “It’s clear we’re not needed here,” he states to Buffy. “We should leave.”

Buffy starts to protest but Xander beats her to it, “We’re just supposed to believe him? Maybe he has her tied up and has plans to-”

“Xander-” Giles chastises, “We’re going, come now.” He starts out the door and they reluctantly follow.

Willow and Tara stop at the door and look at each other, then to Spike. “You want to see her for yourself?” He asks. They both nod. He points the way and they quietly start down the stairs. “Just close up when you leave-I got to see a demon about-something.” He starts down another passage.

As the witches enter the chamber they stop and the mental talking starts, *You sure we should be here?* Asks Willow. *I think it’s probably us she didn’t want to see.*

*Maybe-but we all need to talk,* states the blonde. Hand-in-hand they continue to her side. When they reach Kennedy they see she is indeed a little bruised and cut, but okay. She is sleeping fitfully. They sit on the opposite side of the bed, Willow leans against Tara, the blonde wraps her arms around her. Without further talk they watch her sleep.

In the tunnels near his crypt Spike stops as he hears footsteps coming from his right, he takes a deep breath and smiles,“Slayer.” He smirk, then again he is flat on his back with the light girl straddling him. However this time there is no stake. “Got some explaining to do,”he scowls.

“Me?I’m not the one with some schoolgirl in my bed.”

Spike smirks, “Jealous?”

“Yes-” she leans down and kisses him hard on the lips as his arms encircle her waist pulling her flat against him. They both moan as the kiss deepens and his hands move up and down her back and finally rest on her butt. She pulls out of the kiss and sits up, “You think she’s pretty?”

“No way to answer that question without getting my ass kicked-so I won’t.” He sits up-and she pouts. He leans forward and takes her bottom lip between his blunt teeth, after nibbling playfully, he kisses her. “I will say this-no reason for you to worry.”

“Couldn’t charm her huh?” Buffy grins.

He smiles, “You don’t know?”

“Know what?” Buffy looks confused.

“The First must really have you distracted,” he continues.

She stands, her words show a little frustration, “Meaning what?”

He stands and backs the Slayer against the wall, “The only one who needs to worry about losing their lover is Tara-or Willow, not really sure which one she likes, but I’ll suss it out soon enough.”

“Really?” Genuine surprise fills her voice.

“Can we stop talking now?” He leans in and kisses her lips, then her chin and neck. Buffy closes her eyes lost in his touch.

In Spike’s crypt Kennedy slowly opens her eyes. As she turns she sees Willow in Tara’s arms next to her. She is worried at first but then smiles as she realizes they seem happy. The teenager starts to get up but in the process she wakes up Tara. “Sorry-” she whispers as she sits back down.

“It’s okay,” the blonde whispers back.

“It’s not-I don’t want to cause problems for the two of you.” Willow’s eyes are open now too as voices return to normal levels. “I’ve been thinking and I’ve decided to go home.”

“It’s not safe for you or your dad if you do,” states Willow. “Kennedy what happened with Tara-I understand.”

“But I don’t. What I feel-I have a girlfriend and this feels too much like cheating and that’s not me, I don’t cheat-and neither do you.”

Tara is the first to find her voice, “You’ve been through so much-so fast and felt so bad you needed-maybe it shouldn’t have happened but it did. We’re adults-we’ll deal with it, not run from it.”

“I’m not an adult-” the teenager protests.

“Seventeen-so legally no, but the last few weeks and the weeks to come-you’ll grow up fast,” states Willow. Her mind seems to wander to her high school days-the first apocalypse she faced with Buffy.

“What if I don’t want to-what if I just want to go home to Jessica and pretend none of this happened?”

“You really think you can?” asks Tara.

“I want to try-I hate this. The not knowing, the emotional-I don’t cry and now, it’s all I seem to do.”

“It’ll get easier,” says Willow. She reaches toward the girl and touches her cheek. “I promise.”

Kennedy backs away from her touch, “Don’t okay?” Willow nods. “If leaving really puts my dad in danger then I won’t go-but I can’t stay with-at the house. Spike said it was okay if I wanted to stay here a few days-and that’s what I’m gonna do.”

“Promise you won’t leave town?” asks Tara.

“Not without telling you,” agrees Kennedy.

“Okay-but let us know how you are?” Willow says softly. Kennedy nods not trusting her voice. “We should go-” she looks at Tara and they stand up. Her eyes rest once again on the young would be Slayer. “You sure?” Again she nods. Willow feels Tara’s hand lace with hers and slowly she turns to go.

In the tunnel Spike has Buffy’s back against the wall. Her legs are wrapped around his waist as they move in a rhythm together. Buffy’s breathing is erratic as she moves up and down- “Just like that-” she breaths-as she bites her bottom lip. “So cl-close-” her voice catches as he speeds up slightly.

“Like that Love?” Her answer, a loud moan as he kisses her neck and then her lips. The dance continues.

Her body tenses and she shutters as she explodes around him, “Spike!” she screams as she breaks the kiss. He doesn’t stop as she spasms around him.

At the house Tara and Giles are in the kitchen talking. “I could be wrong-I hope I’m wrong, but we need to be sure. Do you know anyone who can help?”

“I’m not certain. There’s a coven in Devin-I could contact them, tell them what you told me.”

“Yes, that’s good. Good. Thank you,” she says with a soft smile.

“Does she know of your concerns?”

“We’ve talked and agreed that it needs looking in to.”

“Very well, I’ll call immediately.” He leaves the room. Tara sips her tea and then stares into the cup.

Outside on the porch Willow and Xander swing in silence. They have been sitting there just swinging for almost fifteen minutes. “What’s on your mind Will-my bestest friend?”

“Way too much-”she admits sadly.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“It’s The First and Tara-and Kennedy.”

“Buffy will take care of The First it’s what she does. And Tara-you can’t be sure about the dreams- And well I don’t like Spike but she’s safe there, probably safer than here.”

“Kennedy and Tara-well mostly Kennedy-they kissed.” Her eyes meet the eyes of her lifetime friend.

“Kissed?” The redhead nods. “Well I’m sure there’s an explanation-I mean Tara loves you-she wouldn’t-”

“I know-we talked.”

“Then what’s the problem?”HE presses his lips to her forehead before looking into her troubled eyes.

“I was jealous," the redhead whispers.

“Of course you were-she shouldn’t kiss other people.”

“No, you don’t understand. I was jealous of Tara-I wanted it to be me Kennedy kissed.” Surprise fills his eyes- “I know I’m a bad girlfriend-cause definitely bad thoughts. How do I tell her?”

“Tara or Kennedy?”

“Either-both, Xander I-” she whines. He puts his arms around the redhead and she lays her head on his chest.



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