Coo Coo Ca-Choo

Spike and Xander returned to the hospital after giving their statements of the events that transpired the previous night. Tara and Anya were engrossed in conversation about ancient art and it’s value to pass the time. Apparently it was a topic of interest to both of them.

Xander slid into the seat next to Anya and kissed her cheek.
“Hi honey, we’re home” he said wearily.
“How did it go?” Tara asked Spike.
“Fine. We just had to write out from our point of view what happened, what I heard on the call to Buffy and stuff” Spike answered her.
“Well, at least it’s over now” Tara smiled at him.
“Willow and Joyce are still back with Buffy. We’re all hungry and tired though, Spike. We were thinking of going to the diner down the street and getting some dinner. Is that alright with you?” Anya inquired.
“Yes, of course. You don’t need my permission. It’s been a long day for everyone. We could all use the sustenance.” He replied.

“Should one of us stay with Buffy?” Tara asked.
“I will, you guys can all go on ahead. I’ll go back and get Joyce and Willow. I’m sure Joyce needs something to eat after her ru fli flight down here and being with Buffy since then” Spike told them.
“O.K., we will wait here for them” Tara told him.

Spike left the waiting room and made his way to where they were keeping Buffy.
He pushed the door open to find Buffy not only awake and alert but hugging and crying with Joyce and Willow. He felt like he was invading on a special private moment and turned to try and leave unnoticed. He wasn’t stealthy enough though and Buffy noticed him.

“Spike! Don’t leave.” She said to his back.
He turned around, “Sorry luv, didn’t want to interrupt” he smiled.
“You’re not. We were just....I just... I told them about Parker.” Buffy said softly.
“Oh...” he came up to her bedside and Willow moved away so he could get closer to Buffy and he embraced her.
The other two women looked on in approval as Buffy clung to Spike.

“I have to tell you something else too, Spike.” Buffy pulled back and searched his eyes.
“What, luv?” Spike asked hesitantly not sure what it was going to be.
“Spike...I killed Angel. I’m a murderer!” Fresh tears came to Buffy’s eyes.
“Luv, I know you killed Angel but you’re not a murderer. It was self-defense. You saved your own life! I’m so proud of you” Spike said sincerely.
“What if it wasn’t self defense? What if I’d already hit him and stopped him but then I kept hitting him even after I could have gotten away?” Buffy sobbed softly.
“Oh, Buffy. Don’t do this to yourself. You did NOTHING wrong! That bastard was tryingto rape you and he beat you to a bloody pulp. God only knows, he was probably going to kill you too! You did what you had to do. In the moment, you were disoriented and you’d just bea beaten all over your head. Your eyes were swollen...you might not have realized you were O.K. to get away. It happened in a matter of minutes, right?”

Buffy nodded hea head.
“You listen to me, Buffy. This stays here with us four. I don’t want anyone else hearing you make comments like that. God, especially the police. Buffy, they aren’t going to press charbut but if you keep talking like this, I have no idea what they might do. I refuse to lose you because of what that of aof a bitch did to you” Spike took her battered face in his hands and gently kissed her swollen lips.

“I love you Buffy Anne Summers and I’m sure as hell not going to let you take the rap for saving yourself from that thug. Buffy, I overheard when Xander and I were at the station making our statement that Angel was apparently out on parole for a string of things. He was court ordered to go to AA as one of the parole conditions and that’s how he met you and preyed on you. Everything he told you about his past was a lie. Buffy, you gotta promise me that you aren’t going to say hinghing to make me, and your mother and Willow and all the other people that love and care about you lose you because of this” Spike demanded of her.

Buffy sniffled and squeezed his hand, “I promise, William. I love you too”
Joyce and Willow smiled at the two lovers.
Spike turned to look at Joyce.
“Joyce, everyone wants to go down the street to get some dinner. I’ll stay with Buffy but you and Willow go on with the others. They’re waitfor for you. You had a long day. You won’t do Buffy any good if you don’t eat and sleep yourself.” Spike informed her.

Joyce looked from Spike to Buffy.
“You’ve got yourself a good man there, sweetie. He wants to take care of your dear old mom just as much as taking care of you. Don’t let this one go.” Joyce said warmly and honestly causing Spike to blush.
“O.K., you ready Willow?” Joyce asked her.
“Yep. Buffy, we’ll visit again soon. I love you and you’ll always be my best friend. You can tell me anything. You don’t ever have to be afraid again.” Willow gave her a hug goodbye, then Joyce did too.
The two women left the lovers alone and went to meet the rest of their dinner party.

Buffy was released from the hospital several days later. Joyce had her assistant running the gallery and decided to stay with Buffy for a few weeks while she recuperated. She had moved into Buffy’s guest bedroom. Buffy was allowed off work on medical leave but she was antsy at home so did some work from here coe computer and sent it in to the office. Her boss told her she didn’t have to but appreciated it all the same.

Joyce was unstoppable. She cleaned Buffy’s apartment from top to bottom. Every nook and cranny. She washed walls and floors, vacuumed and dusted. She cleaned windows and appliances. She stocked Buffy’s fridge with all Mom’s comfort foods and she and Spike took turns cooking all of Buffy’s favorites. They treated her like a princess, fawning over her constantly.

Buffy’s wounds had almost all healed and thankfully it didn’t appear that there would be any long term scarring on her face and if so, the doctors assured her that plastic surgery would take care of that. After she was released from the hospital, she had to go make her statement for the police as well. She did what Spike told her and left out her belief that she might have killed Angel when she didn’t have to. Come to find out, the coroner had ruled that the first blow from the lamp had been the fatal blow. Angel was already dead before Buffy hit him again so it turned out to be a moot point.

Spiks sps spending most of his nights at his dorm with Xander due to Joyce being at Buffy’s. He was going over everyday after class but leaving before bedtime. He felt awkward sleeping with Buffy with her mother in tame ame house. One evening as he was making to say his goodbyes for the evening, Joyce spoke up.
“Spike, you don’t have to keep leaving on my account. I know you too would rather be sleeping in each other’s arms than alone every night.” Joyce smiled.
Spike turned beet red, “Err...well..umm” he stammered.
“Dear, it’s O.K. I was your age once and Buffy’s too. You two should be together. It won’t bother me at all. I brought ear plugs with me” she informed them.
“MOM!” It was Buffy’sn ton to blush.
“What?” she smiled innocently.

“Just because he spends the night doesn’t mean we will be having sex” Buffy huffed.
Spike was mortified. His girlfriend and her mother we’re debating his sleeping and or having sex. Could the ground swallow me now, he thought.
“I never said that, Dear. But either won’t bother me.” Joyce turned back to the home and garden channel that was currently on the TV.
Buffy looked at Spike and they both gave each other a silent question. Both nodded.
“Alright, well we’re going to bed then. Night Mom. I love you” Buffy leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
“Love you too, Dear” Joyce replied. “Good night Spike”
“Good Night Joyce” Spike barely got out in his embarrasment then almost ran to Buffy’s bedroom with her trailing right behind him.

“Oh God! I can’t believe my mother just gave her permission for us to bone each other” Buffy flopped down on the bed.
“You’re embarrassed? Imagine how I feel!” Spike sputtered.
Buffy got back up and glided over to him. “I know how you feel and I’ve missed it” Buffy purred.
GULP.
They hadn’t been together since before the incident with Angel, weeks prior and he felt like a virgin all over again. Like he was afraid he would forget everything he had learned in all the previous months since he had met Buffy.

“Let’s go to bed, baby” Buffy kissed his jaw line.
Buffy divested herself of her clothes and slipped under the sheets. Spike sat on the edge of the bed and removed his boots andks tks then pulled his t-shirt over his head. He stood up to take down his jeans. As he pulled them down, Buffy reached out and smacked his ass playfully.
“Ouch!” Spike yelped.
“Oh, don’t be such a big baby. You’ve spanked me and used a belt on me and you’re whining over a little live pat.” Buffy teased him.
“Ssshhh....I don’t want your mum to hear us though.” Spike informed her.
“She said she had earplugs!” Buffy grinned.
“Yeah, well she isn’t in bed yet. She is still up” Spike replied.
“The TV is on and the living room is too far away. I’m sure she can’t hear us” Buffy scooted over as Spike finished taking his jeans off and crawled under the covers with her.

“Mmmm..I missed this sch. ch. Just feeling your skin against mine. Holding you through the night” Spike murmured into her hair.
“Me too. I love yilliilliam. Thank you for everything you’ve given me” Buffy manuevered herself on top of him and leaned down to kiss him slowly and sensuously.
She rubbed her body against his as she kissed him breathless.
Spike reached down and cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and rubbed her against his erection.
“God, you feel so good, baby” he said against her moist mouth.

Buffy sat up so she she was sitting astride him. She reached down and ran his hard cock along her slit, wetting it then pressing it against her clit. Spike reached out and stroked her nipples to erect peaks.
“Ohh...Ohh..Oh..God..Spike..I’m cumming..oh God..” Buffy drenched him with her juices. She hadn’t even put him inside yet and she was already cumming.
“Sorry, it’s been so long” she said down to him.
“Don’t be sorry. I love watching you cum” Spike smiled at her.

Buffy reached down again and placed his still hard cock at her entrance and sunk down slowly on him, inch by inch.
“Unnghhhhh...yeah” Spike groaned at the feeling of being inside her once again.
“Jesus..that’s deep..” she moaned from above.
“So fucking tight and hot...God Buffy, ahhhhhh” Spike began thrusting his hips up as she came back down, creating the most exquisite friction.
Buffy rode him for several minutes until Spike couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to drive her into the bed. He rolled them over and began slamming into her with greater force.
“Unngh..Yeah..fuck...gonna fuck you so good...my girl” he grunted.

Suddenly Buffy felt a horrible panic hit her. She felt his body covering hers and heard him call her his girl and she freaked, the memory of the night with Angel coming back to her.
“No!, get off me!” she pushed at Spike. “Get off! PLEASE...STOP!” she sobbed.
Spike was mid-stroke and in a haze of lust and confusion but he heard Buffy’s screams penetrating his brain and immediately withdrew rollrolled off of her.

Buffy scrambled to the head of the bed and drew her knees up to her chest, hugging herself with her own arms.
“Oh, God, Buffy! I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you? What did I do?” Spike was on the verge of tears himself.
“I just can’t...I’m sorry...I remembered...and you were him...and...oh God” Buffy sniffled.

Spike stood up and had just pulled his jeans on as Joyce burst through the door.
“What is going on? What did you do to my daughter?” Joyce said in a fury, rushing to Buffy’s side, pulling the sheet up to cover her naked form.
“Mommy” Buffy sobbed as Joyce hugged her.

Spike stood there mutely, feeling like the biggest jerk on the face of the planet. He didn’t know what to do or say.
“Joyce....I’m sorry..I didn’t mean to hurt her...we were...we...were making love...and she just freaked...I swear..I wasn’t doing anything wrong. I stopped as soon as she told me too...God, I’m so sorry” Spike collapsed into the lounge chair Buffy had in her bedroHe cHe covered his face with his hands and the tears started to flow.
“I hurt the girl..I hurt the girl” he mumbled between the tears.

“Mom...William didn’t hurt me. It was me...I just had a panic attack. He didn’t do anything wrong.” Buffy pulled away from her mother’s embrace and stood, with the sheet wrapped around her frame and went to where Spike sat and kneeled before him takhim him in her arms.
“Ssshhh...baby..it’s O.K. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you like that or scare you. I’m alright. You didn’t hurt thr girl, William. Look at me. I’m alright.” Buffy stroked his head.

Joyce observed the two lovers and decided that was her queue to leave.
“Buffy, I’m going back to my room now. I’m sorry I came flying in here. I just heard your screams. We’ll talk tomorrow, honey. You two get some rest” Joyce left the room shutting the door closed behind her.

Buffy stood and led Spike back to the bed. She went to remove his jeans and he stopped her.
“Don’t” he said.
“Well, at least change into some shorts or sweats. It’s not comfortable sleeping in your jeans.” She told him.
“O.K.” he said and walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of sweats. He then turned so she couldn’t see his front and hurriedly pulled his jeans off and replaced them with the pair of sweats.
When he turned back, Buffy was back in bed and she had donned a night shirt as well.

He carefully got into bed and lay there very rigidly. Buffy snuggled up to him.
“I’m sorry, William. I guess I’m not ready just yet” Buffy sighed.
“It’s not your fault. I should’ve known better. You just had some guy almost rape you a few weeks ago and here I am rutting at you like a damn animal” Spike beat himself up.
“It’s not you, Spike. Please don’t think that. I love you and know you would never hurt me like that. Just give me some time. I’ll get past this” Buffy told him.
“Just hold me, please” Buffy begged.

Spike wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
“Never let me go” she whispered.
“I won’t Buffy. Never” Spike closed his eyes and held on tight.

Continued in Chapter 23- Getting Back Into the Routine