Vampire's are evil creatures

Memory

Joyce had just seen Dawn off to school and decided to do some laundry. She gathered a load of clothes and took them to the basement.
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Buffy awoke and looked at her alarm clock. ~ Nine o’clock. Wow mom let me sleep in. ~ She thought to herself. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast.
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Joyce looked in on Spike on her way back upstairs. ~ He still hasn’t moved. Poor thing. ~ She though to herself. She heard Buffy moving around in the kitchen and went up to make her breakfast.

“Morning sweetie.” Joyce said shutting the door softly behind her.
“Pancakes for breakfast?” She asked ing ing the frying pan from the cupboard.

“That sounds great mom. I’m gonna go feed Spike while you make them ok?” Buffy asked getting a mug from the cupboard.

“Sure sweetie. Take your time.” Joyce said. She watched curiously as Buffy reopened the gash on her palm and poured her blood into a mug.

“You’re giving him your blood?” She asked.

“Yeah, Giles thinks it will help him heal faster.” Buffy shrugged.

“Oh…well that’s great. I really want to thank him for what he did for Dawn and I can’t do that until he wakes up.”

Buffy picked up the mug and got a straw for him. She made her way downstairs.
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Spike was groggy. He heard someone coming. ~ Buffy. ~ He inhaled her scent.

Buffy stood on the bottom stair. She saw him take a breath. Then he stopped. ~ Must have imagined it. ~ She thought to herself. She walked over to the bed and placed the straw gently in Spike’s mouth.

Buffy watched fascinated as his demon greedily sucked her blood through the straw. “Spike?” She whispered.

He didn’t show any signs that he had heard her. Buffy reached her other hand out and gently stroked his ridged forehead. Spike purred softly but showed no signs of awaking.

He finished the blood and Buffy placed the mug on the table beside his bed. “Spike?” She asked and again got no response. “I’m just going to check on your bruising again ok?” She asked. Getting no response she pulled the covers back exposing his chest and torso.

~ It looks a little better today. ~ She thought to herself. Most of the purple and blue had faded. The bruising had gone down considerably.

Spike was trying to talk to her. Trying to open his eyes but his body would not cooperate.

“Looks like a few more days and all the bruised will be gone.” She said softly pulling the blanket up and over him again. She picked up the mug and headed for the stairs. “I guess I’ll see you later.” Buffy’s foot was on the bottom stair when she heard him.

“Stay.” Spike said hoarsely. ~ It worked I talked. ~ He thought elated.

“What? Spike did you …?” Buffy asked returning to his bedside.

Spike couldn’t open his eyes and hiuth uth wouldn’t cooperate with him. Buffy was right beside his bed.

Spike moved his hand towards her. Just a little twitch but it was enough. Buffy saw him and grasped his hand tightly in hers.

“Spike….if you can hear me squeeze my hand.” She said excitedly.

Spike opened his eyes slowly and blinked rapidly. He closed them again because it was so bright. “Hurts.” He murmured.

“Is there anything I can do to make it better?” She asked. ~ Dawn is going to be so happy. ~

“Stay.” He whispered.

Buffy felt tears prickle behind her eyes. “Is there anything I can do for your pain?” she asked.

Spike tried again to open his eyes. It hurt when the bright fluorescent lights hit them. Buffy realized it was too bright. “I’ll be back in a few minutes ok? I’m going to go and get some candles so that you can open your eyes ok.?” She asked.

Spike nodded and squeezed her hand once before letting it go.

Buffy quickly ran upstairs. “Mom…Spike woke up when I went down there. I’m going to get some candles cause the light is hurting his eyes, could you bring me my breakfast down there? He wants me to stay with him.”

“He’s awake? Yes of course I’ll bring your breakfast down. Just grab a candle out of the living room, I’ll be down in a few minutes.

Buffy grabbed a decorative candle from the living room and rushed back downstairs.

“Spike I’m back.” She said softly. She lit the candle and shut the light off.

Spike opened his eyes and looked at her. “Beautiful.” He murmured so quietly that she didn’t even hear him.

“Can I get you anything?” She asked.

“Sit. Stay.” He said softly.

Buffy perched on the edge of his bed. Spike moved his hand towards her and she grasped it firmly in hers. “You saved Dawn’s life. Do you remember?” She asked.

“Some.” He said. “I remember you.” He whispered.

“Spike…I…”

“Just want to look at you. Dreamt about you.” He said looking into her eyes.

Buffy saw the intensity in his eyes and had to look away. “Dawn is going to be so happy you’re awake, she’s been sitting beside you every waking moment waiting for you to wake up. You’re her hero you know.” Buffy smiled at him.

Spike nodded and closed his eyes. He inhaled Buffy’s scent.

“Spike…I’m glad you’re awake.” Joyce said coming down the stairs with Buffy’s breakfast. “I want to thank you for saving Dawn. You are always there when we need you.

Buffy took the plate from her mom and ate her pancakuickuickly.

“No problem, love her like my own sister. When I was out I thought she was my sister. My memories are coming back slowly.”

“Well I have to go to work so I’ll see you guys later.” Joyce said. She gave Spike a quick kiss on the forehead. “Thank you again Spike.”

Spike lay quietly for a while, while memories flashed through his head.

Buffy sat beside him and held his hand. When he spoke he startled her.

“I’m sorry for making you stay Buffy…I was so happy to see you I forgot that you hate me. You can go.” Spike closed his eyes and sighed.

“Spike I don’t hate you. Not anymore. I would like to stay…if you don’t mind that is.” She said softly looking down at their entwined fingers.

“You don’t have to pity me Buffy.” Spike said softly.

“It’s not…I don’t pity you Spike. I am grateful that you saved Dawn, and …” Buffy trailed off.

“When will she be home?” He asked.

“A while yet, a few hours.” Buffy shrugged. “If you need to rest…you can I’ll just sit here with you.” She said softly.

Spike nodded. He drifted in and out of sleep. Buffy watched him quietly. ~ He looks so sweet when he is asleep. So peaceful. ~ Buffy thought to herself. She got up and quickly went to the bathroom.

When she returned Spike looked like he was having a nightmare.

++ Spike knew he was dreaming. He knew it but he couldn’t stop it.

He was on the tower with Doc. Doc stabbed him and threw him off the tower. Spike looked up and saw Dawn’s blood flowing down the tower making a portal in the Sky. He saw Buffy. She was running to the end of the tower. She jumped. “No….Buffy…no stop I love you I’m sorry….I failed.” He whispered.

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“It’s ok Spike.” Buffy said softly taking his hand in hers. She stroked the back of his and with her thumb.

Spike woke up and looked into her eyes. “I…it was horrible.” He moaned. “I…I didn’t save Dawn and you…. You jumped off the tower and Died…I…”

“It’s ok Spike. It was a nightmare. That’s all. We’re all ok and Glory is gone.” She said softly. She sat beside him on the bed and stroked his hair gently. Spike drifted back to sleep.
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