Never Come Back

Chapter 26

Giles had managed to convince the funeral director that the men with him were family members that had traveled over from England.They were now stood over the open casket, three watchers , one ex , staring at the lifeless face of 'Buffy'.

The photograph was held aloft so that all three could look and see if this was in fact the slayer. All seemed content to believe that it was Buffy lying before them. Giles' silence lent even more credibility as the men thought he was grieving. His short temper also helped.

"Now that you have seen my slayer, I assume all contact between us will end and that this matter is finished and you will all return to England?"

"No reason for us to stay now.We will of course, be needing your diaries.I trust you won't be putting up any objections?"

"None, if that is what it takes for you to leave me be" Giles walked out of the room. His nerves couldn't take much more of this.

Christian laid a hand on Giles' shoulder and cleared his throat "I'm sory for your loss old boy.If we do not cross paths again then take care. Quinten will contact you within the next forty eight hours for a debriefing , that will be that last you'll ever hear of the Watchers Council"

Giles breathed deeply "I severely doubt that", he whispered

Spike glanced into the rear view mirror and saw the black suv turn the last corner just a few minutes behind him.He had a healthy lead on them, thanks to the sports car that Giles had given him.He changed down to third gear and took yet another corner sharply.Gaining speed again, Spike took to the freeway. He accelerated until he was doing over one hundred miles per hour. The suv was nothing but a black dot in his mirror. The adrenaline was wearing off now that he had given the watchers the slip, his concern now went to the unconscious form beside him. He had to get somewhere that was safe and where he could tend Buffys injury.

As if she could sense his worry, Buffy stirred and let out a whimper. Spike pulled her close, being careful not to jolt the crossbows arrow.He held her, knowing that contact between them would help keep her calm. One last glance behind him and he relaxed into the drive.

He took the next exit and drove to L.A.X . He pulled into the car park and found a spot on one of the more vacant levels. Once parked up, he popped the trunk and retrieved the first aid box. He sat Buffy up and poured the antiseptic on the wound.Buffys eyes shot open, red from her demon and she growled at him.

"I know it bloody hurts pet,but I got to do it." he looked into her eyes and was grateful when they faded back to her usual green.

"Brace your feet against the dashboard love and count to three when I say.There's no easy way to do this love, I'm going to have to pull it through. It's going to hurt like a bitch , d'you want something to bite down on?"

Her eyes hardened and she set her jaw.

"Fine, stubborn bint, have it your way .Ready?"

Buffy nodded and took a deep breath, bracing against the dashboard. Spike sat between her legs in the footwell and gripped the arrow.

"One , Two " and he pulled hard on the arrow. It slipped from her shoulder and he felt it jar against bone.He closed his eyes, knowing how it felt from his own experiences. Her scream pierced his ears and he was grateful when she fell unconscious again from the pain.Spike climbed out and went back to the trunk, he dropped the arrow in and pulled out some clothes, choosing a thick jumper. After dressing the wound , he got the jumper on with minimal difficulty. Now that he was calming down, his thoughts turned to where they would go.

Spike reached back and took the laptop from it's bag and turned it on. He was surprised that the laptop had connected to the internet and that he seemed to be having some luck with the contraption. He knew little about computers and what he did know, he'd picked up from Red .

He clicked on the triangular icon and found that it loaded up a series of boxes, one had a name in it and he snorted.

" SunnydaleSlayer1 , bloody hell Red, how obvious do you want to be?"

Then a name showed up and a box opened . RedWitch , Spike shook his head. The box blinked as an instant message was received.

"Buffy? Are you two okay?"

Spike groaned, he cast a quick look at Buffy and typed back.

"We're safe Red, had some bother with Council but we're okay. At L.A.X , need you to get us a hotel booked A.S.A.P"

It was a while before he got an answer back from Willow .When she answered him it was to tell him that he was booked into a suite at a near by hotel.

"We're stuck here for the day Red, suns almost up, can you book a flight first thing after sundown?"

"First flight that has available seats is one to Heathrow,London. It leaves at ten p.m tonight. One leaves for Miami half hour later if you prefer"

Spike looked at Buffy. He was sure she wouldn't want to go to London and that was were the Councils base was. He was sure that would be a mistake and so, he asked Willow to book them on a flight to Miami.

"Will do, can I talk to Buffy . Her Mum has sent a message through me"

Spike looked at his mate ,who was still out of it .

"She's sleeping, can it wait?"

"I guess, just tell her that we all miss her and we'll talk as soon as you get settled in Miami."

Spike shut the laptop down and put it back in it's bag.Once that was done, Spike got all their documents ready and lit up another cigarette, mentally telling himself that Buffy would wake up once he finished it.

Giles slumped into his chair and allowed some of the tension to ease from his shoulders.His door swung open and Willow walked in, she slid her laptop onto his table and started to talk fast, Giles looked up at heaven and wondered when, and if, he would ever get a chance to relax and also learn to lock his bloody door behind him.

"Repeat that last part please Willow, I'm sorry I didn't quite get that"

"I said, Xander went on patrol earlier and saw someone enter Spikes crypt, if you can still call it his crypt now that he no longer lives there and that I spoke to him online and they had some trouble from the Council. I guess we should prepare for them to come back again.I take it they bought the ' my slayers dead come and see for yourselves and have gone, well for now anyway"

Giles sighed and nodded, it was all he could do. He took his glasses off and rubbed at his forehead and tired eyes. This was beginning to be more trouble than it was worth. Maybe they should have grouped together and fought them off.

"Do you have them booked on a flight somewhere at least?"

Willow nodded "To Miami, it leaves at ten thirty tomorrow night, well , tonight now"

"Very good.Can I suggest that you return home and keep a low profile.I'll contact you should I need any assistance tomorrow. Let me know if you here from Spike or Buffy please"

Willow gathered her belongings and said her goodbyes, closing the door carefully behind her.

Christian watched as the red head came back out of the ex watchers home and nodded to his companions. They got out of the car and crept up unnoticed. The smaller watcher grabbed her from behind and smothered her mouth and nose with a rag.It wasn't long before she fell unconscious ,thanks to the chloroform. Christian and the taller watcher gathered her up and placed her on the rear seat of the suv and drove off.

Giles finally made it to bed, satisfied that for now, Buffy was safe and tonight they would both be on a plane for Miami and could hopefully start a new life using their new identities. He hoped,but then nothing ever went right for them, maybe this time would be different.That was he last thought as sleep overtook him.

Spike drove to the hotel and parked , thanking whoever built the place for the underground parking. He carried Buffy into the elevator and was pleased when she stirred in his arms and began to wake. By the time the doors opened ,she was fully awake. Although unsteady on her feet,Buffy walked through the hotel lobby and up to the front desk. Spike handed over their i.d and was given the key to their suite.

Once in the room, Buffy went straight to the bed and laid upon the silk bedding. Her body ached and sought comfort from the soft mattress beneath her. She closed her eyes and moaned at the bliss.Spike dropped the bags and listened intently to the soft moans that flowed through to him from the adjoining room. He smirked and stood in the doorway, watching his girl.

Buffy stretched and moved her arms and legs against the cool fabric , it felt like Spike, cool to the touch and so soft, yet warming from her body heat. She closed her eyes and let her imagination take her , take her anywhere it wanted, she was a slave to her own passions at that moment and they weren't going to be denied.

Spike slipped out of his duster slowly and silently, not taking his eyes off the sensual act that continued unaware of his presence.Buffy pulled at the jumper, her heated skin hating the thick layer that was keeping her from full contact with the sheets.Using all her strength, she tore it away from her body and discarded it.Her hands and fingertips grazed lightly over her sensitive skin. Her nipples peaked and she pulled at them softly, moaning and pressing her thighs together .Anything to get some friction to her now throbbing nub.

Another gasp left her lips and Spike found himself stripping out of his clothes.His jeans were starting to strangle his hardness. He watched as Buffy took off her own jeans and laid before him, naked and in need. She moved to find a cool spot and hitched a breath as her now overly hot skin met with the cool silk again. She ran a finger over her lip, her tongue darted out to wet it before she took it down her body to nestle in her curls. Her back arched as her finger traced the edge of her sex. She wanted more, needed more. Her other hand joined the other and Buffy stroked herself until her breathing was short ragged sighs.

Spike couldn't take much more of this.Watching as his girl pleasured herself. His cock ached ,needing to be inside her heated core, surrounded by her, strangled by her muscles until he couldn't stop himself .He moved towards the bed unnoticed and knelt in front of her.He tilted his head and watched as she began to speed up the rhythm.He took another deep breath in and his mouth watered at the scent that she gave off . His eyes flashed gold and he licked his lips before desending them to her flesh.

Buffys body was shaking from need, as hard as she rubbed and stroked and tweaked, there was something missing that she needed. The coolness of his caress, of his tongue.Her hips raised as she felt him then, not sure if he was there or if her imagination had pulled the sensation from memories. She didn't care.

"Spike" she whispered as her thighs parted further still and her back raised from the cool sheets again.

Spike remained quiet and kept up his assault on her soaked core.His tongue flicked at her clit as his fingers slipped easily into her center.Her eyes shot open at the invasion, knowing it wasn't her hands that were working her into a state of absolute bliss.

His eyes met hers and she smiled before resting her head back on the bed. He placed a kiss on her thigh before moving back up her body. He kissed her gently and whispered words of love to her. Her hands wandered down and gripped his ass.

"Please baby , no more teasing , I need you inside me"

Spike entered her slowly and rocked them both gently. Her head thrashed as he withdrew from her again. He turned her onto her side and took one leg up onto his shoulder, the other leg lay under him as he knelt on the bed. He pushed back in, eliciting a moan from both Buffy and himself.

"Going to make it last love, going to show you how much I love you.Going to make you feel it all . You're so beautiful. Make me lose my mind . Watching you touch yourself , was beautiful pet. Knowing it was me you were thinking of"

"Please , faster Spike , I need to ..."

"Touch yourself for me, let me see those little hands of yours play while I make love to you"

Buffy didn't hesitate. Her hand snaked between them and her fingers rubbed at her clit, occasionally stroking him as his shaft pumped into her. Spikes head fell back as he felt himself swell inside her . His cock grew harder and his thrusts came faster and harder. His fingers joined hers in their quest for completion.

He turned them and drew her onto all fours.

"Lay your head on the covers pet, that's it. Now you'll feel me ,and I'll get to see it all"

He slammed back into her, making Buffy moan louder than before. He felt his cock go deeper and watched as his cock became wetter. Buffy began to push back and thrust against him, meeting him with equal need. He drew her up against him and held her to him tightly. He placed kisses along her neck and shoulder between his whispered words.

"I know what you need now baby , you want to come, feel me fill you as you grip my cock with those muscles of yours "

Buffy could scream she was so worked up. All she managed was a nod as she tilted her head to grant him access to his mark. his face shifted and his fangs dropped. He growled before sinking into heaven, his fangs and cock buried within his mate. Her pussy tightened around him and pulsed , her come bathing his cock as he thrust up into her one last time before he shot his seed into her.

"Buffy! My Buffy , mine.God yes, all mine " he gasped as they fell forwards .His fangs receeded and he licked at his mark to seal the wound.

Giles was awoken abruptly by the insistant banging on his door. He threw on his robe and then went to answer it.

"Alright ,I'm bloody coming will you knock it off now"

He swung the door open agrily and raised his brows as Joyce marched into his home. He blushed at his state of undress and pulled the belt to his robe a little tighter.

"Joyce, how lovely to..."

"Cut the pleasantries Giles. I have just had to shoo three men from my house.They claim that Buffy is dead and that they have seen her in the funeral home . Now I want straight answers and I want them now. Is my daughter alive as you say or is she dead?"

Giles rubbed at his sleepy eyes and went into the kitchen, talking as he went.

"I assure you Joyce that Buffy is well and very much as she was before she left here last night.One can only assume that these men were the three that were here to see me as well. I had to throw them off of Buffy and Spikes trail and so, I fabricated Buffys death by finding a girl simular in looks and passing her off as your daughter. They are from England and are part of the Watchers Council. I believe they have told you this in the hope that it will somehow lure Buffy out of hiding, in a hope to appease your doubts. Tea?"

Joyce slumped onto the sofa and nodded " So she is safe?"

"As safe as she can be and I'm in no doubt that she is safer where she is than if she had been here"

"Have you spoken to her since she left?"

"No, but Willow spoke to Spike and she has arranged a flight for them later tonight , they'll be heading for Miami."

Joyce's brows raised and a small smile graced her lips."Buffy in Miami, wow, never thought that she would actually get to travel, I envy her a little"

"As do I, Joyce. Maybe if they settle there for a while, we could surprise them with a visit" he placed the teapot and cups down and went back to fetch the milk and sugar.

Buffy came out of the bathroom , towel drying her hair and sat on the end of the bed. Spike had already had his and had started to gather the few clothes that lay on the floor by the bed and put them into the hold all.

"You're quiet pet, what're you thinking about?"

"Just how much easier I feel since we saw Angel, I don't know,there's so much to think about.I feel guilty about leaving my Mum and Giles .What if the Council do something ?"

"Then we'll deal with it love, Willow seemed adament that the Watcher gits bought Ruperts story "

"You don't know Quinten , he'll be back , with more of his goons in tow. Maybe we should go back"

Spike sat on the bed next to her and looked down at his hands as they rested in his lap.

"If you want to,we will, I'll go anywhere you choose , but ,you could be putting them in more danger by doing that"

"I know , I know " Buffy stood and paced erratically " I just have a really bad feeling about this .Call it my slayer senses or whatever , but somethings wrong ,I know it Spike"

"Why don't you call your Mum before we leave ,put your mind to rest pet. I'll just put this lot in the car "

Buffy nodded and sat on the bed nearest the phone and watched as Spike picked up the bags and the hold all. He smiled over his shoulder as he left the room. Buffy dialled and waited for her Mum to answer.

"Hi Mum, is it safe?"

"Elizabeth?"

"Is everything okay there? Are you alright?"

"Everythings fine.I spoke to Giles and it would seem that the Council have gone back to England.The were satisfied by the set up that Giles orchestrated .How are you baby?"

"I'm good" she lied, "We're just getting ready to go to the airport now, Spikes just putting our bags in the car.I just needed to check up on you guys. You don't want me to come home? No apocalypse looming that Giles needs me for?"

Joyce smiled "No honey, we need you safe, I think Giles mentioned Willow and Xander going for a patrol and found nothing unusual"

"That's good, well I think I can hear Spike cursing at something or someone so I best go before he does something I end up regretting"

"Take care of yourselves ,I love you baby "

"Love you too Mum "

Joyce hung up and looked across the room.

"Did she suspect?"

Joyce shook her head and took a deep breath, calming her nerves and to hold back the tears . She had no idea when she would hear from Buffy again and only hoped that Spike would look after her.

"No, Giles she seemed on edge , like she knew something was wrong.Maybe we should tell her and get her to come home.Buffy would never forgive us if anything happened to Willow."

"It's out of the question Joyce " he cleaned his glasses and replaced then " If the Council manage to capture Buffy ,she would endure all kinds of torture.These men are ruthless and neither herself nor Spike would be able to anything .Believe me Joyce, as much as it pains me, it is best that they stay away"

Joyce bit her lower lip and nodded. "So how are we going to save Willow?"

Giles looked up at the frantic woman "I have no idea."