Nocturnal Bravura Book Three: Children Of Destiny
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
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24
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Worthy
Worthy
Spike had felt the blow to Lizzie’s head at impact. He knew something had happened to her. He bolted up from his slumber, quickly put on his clothes and went searching for her in the cemetery.
Fear stuck him to the core. He prepared himself for everything. A demon attack. Humans that might have attacked her. He was not prepared for what he saw before him.
The site of Lizzie unconscious in William’s arms propelled him back to the fateful night she had tried to take her own life. He could see his brother’s tear stained face in the moonlight.
Quickly he ran to them.
William stared at his brother, his arms shaking.
Spike stopped in front of him looking at his sibling warily.
“Take her,” William said, his voice thick with emotion.
“What did you do?” he said, glaring at his brother.
William handed Lizzie over to him. “She’ll be out for awhile.”
He pulled out the car keys and shoved them into the pocket of Spike’s duster. “There is gas in the car. You should be able to get far enough away before she comes too and demands to come back.” William explained.
“Are you mad?!” Spike yelled, holding Lizzie in his arms.
“You don’t understand I had a dream, Spike. In it Lizzie...”
“Dies.” He finished, closing his eyes.
William took a step back, his eyes wide and his face ashen. “You had one too?”
Spike nodded.
“Then you know what we have to do.” William said.
“Will, she’ll just head right back,” Spike argued.
“Then do whatever it is you do to make her stop. A thrall or something. Hell, use that damn Sire/Childe bond you love to rub in my face. Just make sure she doesn’t come back HERE!” William screamed.
Spike looked down at Lizzie again, his face filled with indecision.
“You know it’s what you want.” William urged. “It’s what you always wanted. You talked about it all the bloody time. How you were going to take her far away from all of us. Now is your chance.”
“So let me get this straight. You’re just handing her over to me? No fight, no nothing?” Spike said.
William looked down, reaching out and trailing one finger lightly over her closed eyes. “I’ve done it since the day we met her, why should I stop now?” he said, the slightest tremble in his voice. “She can’t die, not again. If she stays, you know she will.”
“And what makes me suddenly so worthy, Will? Why now, after all this time?” Spike challenged.
“Because you are the one person that loves her as much as I do.”
Spike held Lizzie tighter to him.
“Besides, this has nothing to do with being worthy. If it did, neither of us would have her.”
The brothers looked at each other, for once in complete agreement over something.
“You know if we leave you’ll never see her again, Will,” Spike said.
“I probably won’t live through the night anyway. If I do, then just knowing that she is out there somewhere is enough for me.”
Spike looked at his brother again, unable to hide the sympathy in his eyes. He walked past William with Lizzie in his arms and put her back in the car.
William sank to the ground and buried his face in his hands.
**
He looked over at his brother as he started the car, knowing that he was crying as he knelt there.
Spike put his foot to the gas peddle and took off it the night. He reached over to Lizzie and pulled her closer to him, then turned on the radio to drown out the sound of his brother’s voice in his head.
As they sped through the night, he tried not to think about the how hurt and betrayed Lizzie would feel when she awoke.
The music taunted him as he drove.
“Crowded streets are cleared away
One by One
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while
Strong men die”
“Stop it, mate. She’ll understand. She can’t die. Why the hell do you care if the world falls into hell? More fun for you, I would say.” Spike muttered to himself.
“Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try”
Spike continued to speed into the night.
“If you find your family, don't you cry
In this land of make-believe, dead and dry
You're so cold, but you feel alive
Lay your hands on me one last time”
Lizzie stirred. His undead heart constricted. He knew running was the last thing she wanted.
He knew she would never forgive herself, or him, if something happened to William. It would destroy her.
“Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try”
Spike closed his eyes and took his foot off the gas. The car slowed to a stop.
“It's alright
It's alright
It's alright”
Spike took an unnecessary breath and concentrated. “Lizzie wake.”
Hearing his command inside her head, Lizzie’s eyes sprang open and she bolted up out of Spike’s lap.
“Spike what’s going on?” she demanded.
“Nothing, luv. I’m taking you back.” Spike said, turning the car around.
“What? Where were you taking me to begin with?”
She thought back to the last thing she remembered. She was standing there with William. They were talking….
“Oh God, Will hit me?” Lizzie said, her voice filling with rage.
“Take it easy on the nancy boy, he was just trying to protect you.” He slowed the car down again and looked at her. “This is your stop,” he said quietly.
Lizzie looked at Spike. She knew what he was doing. He was trying to be brave, but she could see the fear in his eyes.
Spike knew taking her against her will was not the way he wanted it. If she was going to come to him, it would have to be because that’s what she wanted. He was through making decisions for her.
“You have to go, luv. Stay by his side and fight the good fight, like all you white hatters do.” Spike whispered. He smiled at her, trying to hide his own angst. He kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered the same words William had told him not so long ago.
“Because that’s what you do when you truly love someone. You stay no matter what.”
Tears slid down Lizzie’s cheeks. “I love you, Spike,” she cried.
He hugged her tightly. “Go. Before I change my mind.”
She slid from the car and ran back towards the cemetery while he gripped his steering wheel and let out a loud, pain-filled roar.
“It's alright
It's alright
It's alright”
Spike started his car. Defeated, he turned around. The world was going to end and Lizzie was going to die trying to save it. He sure as hell wasn’t going to stick around and watch.
“It's alright…”
Spike had felt the blow to Lizzie’s head at impact. He knew something had happened to her. He bolted up from his slumber, quickly put on his clothes and went searching for her in the cemetery.
Fear stuck him to the core. He prepared himself for everything. A demon attack. Humans that might have attacked her. He was not prepared for what he saw before him.
The site of Lizzie unconscious in William’s arms propelled him back to the fateful night she had tried to take her own life. He could see his brother’s tear stained face in the moonlight.
Quickly he ran to them.
William stared at his brother, his arms shaking.
Spike stopped in front of him looking at his sibling warily.
“Take her,” William said, his voice thick with emotion.
“What did you do?” he said, glaring at his brother.
William handed Lizzie over to him. “She’ll be out for awhile.”
He pulled out the car keys and shoved them into the pocket of Spike’s duster. “There is gas in the car. You should be able to get far enough away before she comes too and demands to come back.” William explained.
“Are you mad?!” Spike yelled, holding Lizzie in his arms.
“You don’t understand I had a dream, Spike. In it Lizzie...”
“Dies.” He finished, closing his eyes.
William took a step back, his eyes wide and his face ashen. “You had one too?”
Spike nodded.
“Then you know what we have to do.” William said.
“Will, she’ll just head right back,” Spike argued.
“Then do whatever it is you do to make her stop. A thrall or something. Hell, use that damn Sire/Childe bond you love to rub in my face. Just make sure she doesn’t come back HERE!” William screamed.
Spike looked down at Lizzie again, his face filled with indecision.
“You know it’s what you want.” William urged. “It’s what you always wanted. You talked about it all the bloody time. How you were going to take her far away from all of us. Now is your chance.”
“So let me get this straight. You’re just handing her over to me? No fight, no nothing?” Spike said.
William looked down, reaching out and trailing one finger lightly over her closed eyes. “I’ve done it since the day we met her, why should I stop now?” he said, the slightest tremble in his voice. “She can’t die, not again. If she stays, you know she will.”
“And what makes me suddenly so worthy, Will? Why now, after all this time?” Spike challenged.
“Because you are the one person that loves her as much as I do.”
Spike held Lizzie tighter to him.
“Besides, this has nothing to do with being worthy. If it did, neither of us would have her.”
The brothers looked at each other, for once in complete agreement over something.
“You know if we leave you’ll never see her again, Will,” Spike said.
“I probably won’t live through the night anyway. If I do, then just knowing that she is out there somewhere is enough for me.”
Spike looked at his brother again, unable to hide the sympathy in his eyes. He walked past William with Lizzie in his arms and put her back in the car.
William sank to the ground and buried his face in his hands.
**
He looked over at his brother as he started the car, knowing that he was crying as he knelt there.
Spike put his foot to the gas peddle and took off it the night. He reached over to Lizzie and pulled her closer to him, then turned on the radio to drown out the sound of his brother’s voice in his head.
As they sped through the night, he tried not to think about the how hurt and betrayed Lizzie would feel when she awoke.
The music taunted him as he drove.
“Crowded streets are cleared away
One by One
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while
Strong men die”
“Stop it, mate. She’ll understand. She can’t die. Why the hell do you care if the world falls into hell? More fun for you, I would say.” Spike muttered to himself.
“Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try”
Spike continued to speed into the night.
“If you find your family, don't you cry
In this land of make-believe, dead and dry
You're so cold, but you feel alive
Lay your hands on me one last time”
Lizzie stirred. His undead heart constricted. He knew running was the last thing she wanted.
He knew she would never forgive herself, or him, if something happened to William. It would destroy her.
“Show me how it ends it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try”
Spike closed his eyes and took his foot off the gas. The car slowed to a stop.
“It's alright
It's alright
It's alright”
Spike took an unnecessary breath and concentrated. “Lizzie wake.”
Hearing his command inside her head, Lizzie’s eyes sprang open and she bolted up out of Spike’s lap.
“Spike what’s going on?” she demanded.
“Nothing, luv. I’m taking you back.” Spike said, turning the car around.
“What? Where were you taking me to begin with?”
She thought back to the last thing she remembered. She was standing there with William. They were talking….
“Oh God, Will hit me?” Lizzie said, her voice filling with rage.
“Take it easy on the nancy boy, he was just trying to protect you.” He slowed the car down again and looked at her. “This is your stop,” he said quietly.
Lizzie looked at Spike. She knew what he was doing. He was trying to be brave, but she could see the fear in his eyes.
Spike knew taking her against her will was not the way he wanted it. If she was going to come to him, it would have to be because that’s what she wanted. He was through making decisions for her.
“You have to go, luv. Stay by his side and fight the good fight, like all you white hatters do.” Spike whispered. He smiled at her, trying to hide his own angst. He kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered the same words William had told him not so long ago.
“Because that’s what you do when you truly love someone. You stay no matter what.”
Tears slid down Lizzie’s cheeks. “I love you, Spike,” she cried.
He hugged her tightly. “Go. Before I change my mind.”
She slid from the car and ran back towards the cemetery while he gripped his steering wheel and let out a loud, pain-filled roar.
“It's alright
It's alright
It's alright”
Spike started his car. Defeated, he turned around. The world was going to end and Lizzie was going to die trying to save it. He sure as hell wasn’t going to stick around and watch.
“It's alright…”