His Gift

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Rating: NC-17. Please do not read if you are not old enough, it contains GRAPHIC sex scenes. You have been warned. If this offends you please go elsewhere.

Spike is a Vampire so of course there will be biting.

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Summary: Instead of dying and being in Heaven, Buffy lived but was sent to a Hell dimension when she jumped into the portal. What happens when they bring her back?


His Gift


“The blood flows, the gates will open. The gates will close when it flows no more. When Dawn is dead.” Giles said softly.

”I have places to be!” Tara shouted batting Willow’s hands away from her.

”Why blood? Why Dawn's blood? I mean why couldn't it be, like, a lymph ritual?” Xander asked, glancing around at the others.

”Cause it's always gotta be blood.” Spike growled.

“We're not actually discussing dinner right now.” Xander said snarkily.

”Blood is life, lackbrain. Why do you think we eat it? It's what keeps you going, makes you warm, makes you hard, makes you other than dead. 'Course it's her blood.” Spike glared at Xander.

”Pretty simple math, here. We stop Glory before she can start the ritual. We still a couple of hours, right?” Buffy asked, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. Everyone could see that she was just itching for a fight.

”If my calculations are right, but Buffy…”

”I don't want to hear it…” She said holding up her hand and cutting Giles off.

“I understand that…”

”No you don't understand! We are not talking about this!” Buffy said angrily, slamming her hand down on the table.

“Yes we bloody well are!” Giles shouted. He took a deep breath and started again, a little calmer. “If Glory begins the ritual... If we can't stop her...”

”Come on. Say it. We're bloody well talking about this! Tell me to kill my sister.” Buffy said hostilely.

”She's not your sister.” Giles sighed.

”No. She's not. She's more than that. She's me. The Monks made her out of me. I hold her and I feel closer to her than... It's not just the memories they built, it's physical. Dawn is a part of me. The only part that I...” Tears formed in her eyes but she refused to let them fall.

“We'll solve this. We will. Don't have another coma, okay?” Willow said softly.

”If the ritual starts, every living creature in this and every other dimension imaginable will suffer unbearable torment and death. Including Dawn.”

”Then the last thing she'll see is me protecting her.” Buffy said determinedly.

”You'll fail. You'll die. We all will.” Giles said flatly.

”I'm sorry. I love you all, but I'm sorry.” Buffy murmured.

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“Anything?” Buffy asked walking back into the room. Giles could see the sheen of sweat still covering her from her workout.

“We're still working on ideas. Time's short, but best leave it till the last moment. If we go in too early and she takes us out, no chance of getting her to miss her window.” He replied, glancing down at the book open on the table in front of him.

”Then we wait.” Buffy turned back towards the training room. Giles speaking stopped her, though she didn’t turn around.

”I imagine you hate me right now.” She didn’t speak, but she didn’t walk away either. She waited. “I love Dawn...”

”I know.” She said softly.

”But I have sworn to protect this sorry world, and sometimes that means saying and doing... what other people can't. What they shouldn't have to.” He said softly.

At that she did turn, she leveled her eyes to his. “You try to hurt her and you know I'll stop you.” She said bitterly.

”I know.” Giles acknowledged.

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“The weapons are in the chest by the TV. I'll grab the stuff upstairs…” She said walking over the threshold and not looking back. Spike’s voice stopped her as her foot descended on the bottom stair.

”Uh, Buffy...” His hand came up against the invisible barrier. “If you wanna just hand them over the threshold…”

”Come in, Spike.” She turned to him with a sad smile.

He was shocked by her inviting him in, awed by the trust she showed him. Taking a moment to savor the feeling he stepped over the threshold and into the foyer. “Hmm. Presto. No barrier...” He said softly, flashing her a genuine smile. “Um, won't bother with the small stuff. Couple of good axes should hold off Glory's mates while you take on the lady herself.”

”We're not all gonna make it. You know that.” Buffy said softly.

”Yeah. Hey, I always knew I'd go down fighting.” He smiled at her again. “No way I’d rather go…”

”I'm counting on you. To protect her.” She held his gaze with her tear filled eyes. “I trust you…” She whispered.

Spike’s heart clenched painfully in his chest. “'Til the end of the world…even if that happens to be tonight.” He said softly.
Buffy nodded. “I'll be a minute.” She said as she started to ascend the stairs.

”I know you'll never love me. I know that I'm a monster. But you treat me like a man, and that's...” He stopped when she turned and caught his gaze. “Get your stuff. I'll be here.”
Walking over to the weapons chest he picked out a few of the strongest, sharpest weapons. He placed them by the door. Cocking his head slightly he listened. ‘What’s that?’’ He wondered briefly before heading upstairs. ‘Sounds like she’s crying.’

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She was on her knees, beside her bed in praying position, with tears streaming down her face. She felt Spike’s presence at her door. “You heard what he said right? He told me to kill her. To kill Dawn.” She said choking back a sob.

“Doesn’t matter what he said luv. Just matters what you do…” He murmured softly, getting to his knees beside her and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“That’s just it Spike…I don’t know if I’m strong enough to do it…” She looked at him with pleading eyes.

“That’s bullocks and you know it Slayer. You are the strongest bloody person I know, you are going to kick her skanky lopsided ass back to whatever place would take a cheap whorish fashion victim ex-god like that.”

She turned to him and his arms snaked around her waist. Buffy rested her head against his shoulder. “I just…”

“Shhhh luv, just rest for a mo’ yeah?” She nodded against him.

Turning her head up towards him she looked into his eyes and was lost. Leaning forward she brushed her lips against his. Spike gasped at feeling her soft warm lips pressed against his.

Pulling back in shock he looked into her eyes. “What are you playin’ at?” He whispered.

“I’m not playing Spike…” She whispered back, reaching for the button of his jeans.

Spike grabbed her hand in his, stilling it. “You don’t have to…I didn’t come here for this Buffy…” He said softly.

Reaching her hand up his un tucked shirt she trailed her hand over his muscled abdomen. “With everything you’ve done…everything you’ve said to me…this feels right Spike…please…I want you…right here right now…I…”

“I don’t want to take advantage…” Spike whispered closing his eyes. He couldn’t take the intensity in her eyes.

She leaned in and kissed him just below the ear. “I need you Spike…”

“Buffy…I…god I want you so much…need you…” He murmured running his hands up and down her back in slow deliberate strokes.

With hurried motions she pulled his shirt over his head, hands automatically seeking flesh.

Spike’s hands wound their way under her shirt. Using one hand he unsnapped her bra. Buffy looked up into his eyes. Buffy leaned back and pulled her shirt over her head, feeling Spike move against her she cried out when his cool mouth encircled one of her nipples and sucked gently.

“Ohhh Spike…” She moaned plunging her fingers into his hair to keep him in place. Gripping her hips in his powerful hands he lifted her to the bed, his mouth never breaking contact with her heated skin.

She reached down and undid her jeans. Franticly pushing them down over her hips. Spike noticed and sat up to help her. Buffy’s fingers reached for him again, brushing his cock through the thick material of his too tight jeans.

Spike hissed in pleasure, fighting to keep his demon hidden. He could smell her arousal and it was driving him wild. He wanted to ravish her, make her scream in pleasure, make her cum over and over until she fell into his arms in blissful sleep. Knowing that wasn’t what she needed right now Spike reached for her remaining clothing.

Quickly removing the rest of their clothing they both stopped for a moment to admire the beautiful body the other presented. “You’re…like a statue…made of marble…” Buffy panted, eyes widening at the sight of his hardened cock, ready and waiting for her.

“You are so bloody beautiful luv…god I love you so much…” Spike whispered reaching for her.

“She took his hands and looked into his eyes. “I know.” She admitted as she placed his palms against her breasts. “I didn’t want to admit it Spike…but I do know that you love me. I know it’s real…”

Spike was elated by her words. He leaned forward capturing her mouth in a tender kiss that left them both breathless. “Want to make it good for you luv…need to…” He licked and nipped down her taut stomach until he reached her mound. Drinking in her aroma he growled softly.

With clever fingers he parted her dusky pink folds, licking his lips in anticipation he glanced up at her. She was watching him with curiosity. “No one ever…” He leaned over and licked her pussy. “His eyes flicked back to hers.

They were wide with shock. “No one’s tasted you like this?” He asked unbelievingly.

She shook her head, unwilling to trust her voice. “Would you like more?” He asked, every word sending breath against her and causing her to shudder.

“Please Spike…” She begged, arching her hips slightly. His mouth once again descended on her engorged clit, as three fingers slid into her quivering pussy. “Ooohhhhhh…” She moaned arching into him.

Spike savored her sweet nectar, licking and sucking on her clit until panting she convulsed against him. “Spike…” It was a breathless whisper. “I need…you inside me…”

Wasting no time Spike positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing himself against her slick folds he moaned in pleasure at her heat.

Buffy arched her back. “Now Spike…I need you…” She whimpered locking her gaze with his.

Spike slowly slid into her, panting. When he was fully sheathed in her slick velvety folds he stilled, mouth by her ear. “So hot Buffy, so wet for me…”

“Only for you Spike…oh god…” She whimpered again as he started to move. He felt her clench around him, letting out a deep rumbling growl he buried his face in the pillow beside her head.

She could hear the bones in his face shifting. She was close, so close. Fingers grasping his hair she turned her head and buried his face into her neck, pulling his face tightly against her neck.

She could feel him shaking his head, trying to rid himself of his demon visage. He couldn’t make it go away, being with her was sensory overload, he couldn’t control his features. He growled softly in frustration.

“Bite me…” She begged, trying to pull him closer, trying to pull him inside herself. “I know you want to…I can feel it Spike…”

“Don’t want to hurt you luv…” He murmured, his tongue seeking her flesh as soon as the words left his mouth.

“You won’t Spike…I…belong to you now…please…” She could feel the tension building so deliciously intense inside of her, burning her. “Now Spike…do it now…” She whispered, thrusting her hips up to meet his.

With a roar of absolute bliss Spike sank his fangs into her neck. He felt her cuming; he could feel her walls clenching his cock so tight, he couldn’t thrust, he couldn’t move, the velvetiness of her walls surrounding him, milking him. Another roar sounded as he found his sweet release.

Spike gently pulled his fangs from her bloodied neck. Licking the wound tenderly he whispered words the thought wouldn’t matter. “Mine…you belong to me…” Closing his eyes, resting his ridged forehead against his mark he sighed contentedly. ‘When I dust the claim won’t matter. She’ll be able to move on.’ Spike thought sadly.

“I’m yours Spike. I think I always was…I just didn’t want to admit it.” She said softly. She had heard his whispered words.

Spike felt the tears rolling from his eyes to her skin. “Hey…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to make you cry…” She said softly, turning them so they were lying on the bed facing each other.

“T’s just…I’m ready now…and I don’t want to be Buffy…after this…with you…I don’t want to die…”

Buffy gently wiped his tears. “I don’t want you to die either…” She said softly, swallowing the lump that had suddenly formed in her throat. “I’m falling in love with you Spike and I don’t want to lose you…”

Choking back a sob Spike kissed her tenderly, tasting her tears as well as his own.

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“I don't smell a soul anywhere on you... why do you even care?” Doc asked.

“I made a promise to a lady. My lady.” Spike growled lunging for the old man.

”Oh? Well I'll send the lady your regrets.” He chuckled as he stabbed Spike in the back and hurled him off the tower. “DAAAAWWWWNNN” He shouted as he plummeted towards the earth.
“No! No!” Dawn screamed, eyes wide with fear.

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“You're a god...” She said slamming the hammer into Glory. “MAKE it stop.” Buffy bashed her repeatedly with the hammer, grinning as she heard the crunching of bone.

Suddenly Glory was gone, and Ben all mangled and bloody lay at Buffy’s feet. “I'm sorry...” He choked out through the blood caking his mouth.

”Tell her it's over. She missed her shot. She goes. She ever EVER comes near me and mine again...” Buffy said angrily.

”We won't. I swear.” Ben whispered.

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”Guess we're stuck with each other, huh baby?” Ben said softly.

”Can you move?” Giles asked kneeling by the fallen Doctor.

”Need... a minute. She could have killed me.” He said softly.

”No she couldn't. Never. And sooner or later, Glory will re-emerge and make Buffy pay for that mercy, and the world with her. Buffy even knows that, and still she couldn't take a human life. She's a hero, you see. She's not like us.” Giles said coldly.

”Us?”

Silently Giles reached out and covered Ben’s mouth and nose, suffocating him.

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“Shallow cuts, shallow... cuts... let the blood flow... free...” Doc murmured, slicing Dawn’s stomach with the knife.

”Dawn!” Buffy screamed reaching the top of the tower.

”Buffy!” Dawn’s eyes locked with her sister’s.

”Well, this should be interesting…” Doc said moving to intercept Buffy. She casually batted him off the tower, without even blinking and ran to Dawn.

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“Buffy... no!” Dawn grabbed her by the arm to stop her.

”Dawnie... I have to…” Buffy said softly, tears welling in her eyes.

”NO!” Dawn shouted panicking. “I can’t…” she couldn’t go on as she choked back a sob.

”Listen to me! Please, there's not a lot of time, listen.” Buffy said urgently. She grabbed Dawn by the arms. “Dawn listen to me. Listen. I love you. I will *always* love you. This is the work I have to do. Tell Giles... Tell Giles I figured it out. And... I'm okay. Give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. And Spike…you two have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me.” She kissed Dawn gently on the forehead and ran past her, picking up the war hammer on her way she dived into the shimmering portal.

Buffy screamed as she felt the pain slicing and slashing through her body. Holding tightly to the hammer she closed her eyes and surrendered to the pain.

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The gang stood at the bottom of the tower, watching in horror as the portal opened, a few moments later they saw Buffy jump. They watched her be sucked into the portal, her body vanishing.

Spike let out and anguished cry, he fell to the ground clutching the earth, digging deep gouges in the mud, body wracked with sobs.

Dawn appeared at the bottom of the tower. She saw Spike, lying on the ground, broken and bitter. Walking over to him she placed a tiny hand on his leather-clad shoulder. “Bit? Dawn….oh….I’m so sorry…” He sobbed pulling himself to a kneeling position he pulled her into his lap and sobbed into her hair.

“It’s not your fault Spike. She’s the slayer…she needed to do it…” Dawn whispered softly. Wrapping her arms around him they poured out their sorrow together.

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