Alternate Lives.

Spikes Crypt.


Spike dropped down into his green chair. he was having one hell of a night. First he thought that he was watching his slayer shagging the hall monitor and that make him want to be sick enough, but then he saw a copy of himself under the slayer. To say that he was shocked was one thing but Spike would go so far as to say that he was dumbfounded. then there was a part of himself that was sickened at the sight and yet another part of himself felt pain at seeing the one thing he knew he would never have.

"I've got to stop drinking." Spike said to himself but grabbed a bottle of whiskey anyway. Maybe if he drank enough he would pass out and forget about what he saw.

"Bleeding hell I must be loosing my mind."

'No you're not.'

Spike jumped out of his chair and spun towards the crypt door. There was his clone and the other Buffy. He could still smell the cloud of sex around them. Spike had to force himself to look at them.

"Oh really then how do you explain Blondie behind you?" Spike pointed.

'Alternate Reality, blondie.' The other Spike shot the word back.

'You look like you could use a drink.' The alternate Buffy said pulling out a thin blade and dragging it across her arm she left a thin line if crimson in it's wake.

She looked at him and Buffy could see that he was fighting with his inner demon. In the end he came to her willingly letting the smell of her sweet blood fill his senses. Spike let his lips hover lightly over the blood and then he flicked his tongue out to taste her.

Buffy gasped out as the Spike in front of her began to feed on her open wound. She loved this part of it, allowing the blood to flow away.

Spike had a moment to think about the fact that his chip wasn't going off. It must rely on pain to activate, but Buffy in front of him wasn't in pain, she was a willing victim. Buffy would never be a victim; that wasn't the right word for her. No the Buffy in front of him knew what she was and didn't shy from her heritage the way the other Buffy did.

Spike pulled back and looked at her. Her eye lids were closed and her lips were curved up in a slight smile. "You didn't have to do that... pet."

He heard the other Spike chuckle and hold out his hand to his counterpart to help him up off his knee's.

'I think that i could get used to have two Spikes around.' Buffy said.

'I thought that you wanted to go to the Bronze, luv?"

'Yeah why don't we. You wanna join us?" Sh said looking to the other Spike.

"Why not. Not Like I got anythin better to do." Spike said.


The Bronze.


Buffy sat with Angel on the upper level. he had just come to town when Giles called him about the other two. She was glad he was here but Buffy also wondered what would happed if her alternate ever saw Angel. Her mind was about to formulate a answer when she sensed two Vampires walk in. Going over to the railing she saw her counterpart and her Spike but what shocked her the most was that her Spike was holding the left hand of the other Buffy.

Angel joined her and his jaw hit the floor. "What is that about?"

"I haven't a clue."


Spike joined the other Buffy on the dance floor with his counter part behind her. The three of them started to dance to the pounding beat of the music. Her Spike put a hand around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. he threw a look to him and it said, 'Come have some fun.' Spike took the bait and moved closer to them. There was some thing about those two he couldn't place. He first noticed it when he had first tasted her blood. If love had a taste then it would taste like Buffy's blood. It infected him and he wanted more of what they had for how ever long he could get it. For once they were gone Spike would be cursed into the shadows once again.

'You liking this?' Buffy purred in his ear.

"Yes." Spike gasped and placed a kiss on her cheek.

Up on the upper level Buffy and Angel stood rooted to the spot watching the three of them on the dance floor. "I'm going to stake him." Buffy said and made her way to the stairs.

Getting through the bodies on the dance floor was no trouble and when she reached Spike Buffy grabbed his leather coat and yanked him away from her copy.

"Bloody Hell!" He yelled and then stopped looking at the Buffy he knew.

'Buffy don't get mad i invited him to join us.' Her counterpart said sweetly.

"That Spike behind you I can stand what with him being all souled and everything but this one has no soul." Buffy stated.

"Whatever." He turned to the other two, "If you want to stop by my crypt you're welcome anytime." Spike offered and walked off.

Buffy turned to see her other self clutching Spike's arm and couldn't take her eyes off of Angel. 'Talking about soulless killers what is he doing here without a muzzle?' She spat at him and drew Spikes arms around her.

"Not here." Buffy said and moved off the dance floor with the other Spike and Buffy trailing after her. He was careful to keep Angel away from her in case she decided to try and kill him. Not that Spike would mind if it would bring his Buffy a small measure of piece and a respite from her nightmares.


A/N: here is another chapter. Let me know what you think and stuff. More to come between Alternate Spike and Buffy and "our" Spike.