Authors Note:  Rated PG-13 for a few curse words.   About the same as an episode.  Takes place after Spike got the chip and no Tara. 

 The night was deceptively  peaceful, and that in itself would have been cause for alarm, if I had been paying attention.  At this particular time, as I carelessly made my way down the deserted streets of Sunnydale, my mind was wandering to the events of earlier this evening.  It all started with the chaos demon that Buffy and the scoobies were trying to fight.  He was planning to bring about hell on earth, an almost daily occurrence in my life since I met Buffy.  Well this particular demon was very strong, and Buffy and Riley had their hands full just defending themselves, so Xander and I took it upon ourselves to be the distraction.
 
 This tactic would have worked beautifully if I hadnt tripped over a stick and fallen directly into the demons path.  Before I could get to my feet the chaos demon hauled me up and tossed me full force into a nearby tree.  Next thing I know, I am on Giles couch with an ice pack on my head.  My shoulder felt like it was on fire and I could barely move it.  When I called out for Buffy and the others, all of them ran into the living room to make sure I was okay.  What surprised me most was the fact that I was okay.  Of course my shoulder was sore and I did have a killer headache, but I was still in one willow-shaped piece and with friends.  That feeling lasted all of ten seconds until I tuned in to what Buffy was saying.

 That was a really stupid thing to do.  You could have been killed, I shouldnt even allow you to be fighting at all.  Youre research girl thats what you do, Im the Slayer.  I fight the baddies.  I cant be worrying about your safety while Im fighting.  Willow, youre a liability and cant even look out for a stick

 Buffy probably kept speaking, but I had had enough.  I forced myself to stand even as the world started spinning around me.  Once I got my bearings, I left Giles house without a word, glaring at the Slayer telling her in a look what I thought of her at that moment.  That was what I was thinking about while making my way home at one in the morning. So preoccupied was I, that I didnt notice my vampire attackers until they were almost upon me. 

 As the vampires circled me I managed to sidestep one while stacking a second.  There were still three left and I soon found myself cowering down against an alley wall, my heart beating so fast I could barely breath.  I kicked out at an older-looking vampire with long brown hair, but that just got him pissed off and he slapped me hard across the face.  My head fell back and hit the wall and the last thing I saw before I blanked out was the male vampires hideous visage coming towards my face.  I tried to move away from his fangs, but found I couldnt as the world around me faded to black.

 

Chapter 2

 

Im not sure how long I was unconscious, but I woke with a start, jackknifing into a sitting position.

  Youre safe now pet. A voice startled me by saying.  Who belonged to that voice was even more startling.

 Spike?!? I practically screamed while backing away the few feet I could hitting the head board of the bed  I was on.

 Calm down, Red.  I cant harm humans remember. The bleach blond Billy Idol look-alike said trying to reassure me.

 Am I dead? I asked while trying to keep my body from visibly shaking, considering the last time I was alone with him he tried to make me his undead childe.

 Of course not, just a bit bruised is all. Spike responded.

 What happened?  The last thing I remember three vamps had me cornered against a wall, then I hit my head. I asked, still confused about how I managed to get to Spikes crypt.

 I was out looking for a spot of violence when I heard a scream.  I figured it was a demon or some such  and followed the commotion.  Imagine my surprise when I found you about to get your pretty little neck chomped on by a bunch of fledges.  Hmpph.. Thats sacrilegious.  Well, seeing how the White Hats were no where to be found I dusted them.  Couldnt very well leave you on the street, could I then? Spike explained in his typical arrogant manner.

 Well thanks a lot, I was in serious trouble.  If you hadnt arrived when you did um, Ill just be going now. I said as I forced myself to stand on shaky legs, attempting to leave as quickly as possible.  As soon as  I got into a standing position the room dipped out in front of me and I felt myself falling.  Before I could hit the ground however Spike, using what I can only assume to be vampiric speed, caught me in his arms.  I couldnt speak for a few seconds as my thoughts were consumed with the fact that I, Willow Rosenberg, was in the arms of  the former Scourge of Europe.  These types of things would never happen P.B. (pre-Buffy.)  I wasnt scared however, probably due to the little mechanical chip imbedded into Spikes skull.  The sensation of having his strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist as I gazed into his ice-blue eyes, caused a delicious shiver to race up my spine.

 Steady luv, wouldnt want you to fall. Spike murmured to me in an unusually husky voice.  Of course  my hormone-fogged imagination could have had something to do with that.

 Before I stopped to think I found myself whispering too late in a wistful voice.  I can only assume he didnt hear me because my response went with out comment.  Thank god for small favors.  I quickly got my reaction to Spike under control or tried to anyway. As I pushed myself slightly out of his arms my traitorous legs swayed slightly without the support.

 Im fine Spike, really.  Just a rough night. I said in what I hoped was a steady voice.

 No offense luv, but you look like hell and you can barely stand.  Youre not bloody fine. Spike practically snarled at me, while placing a gentle hand on my arm to keep me steady.  I didnt know how to respond so I kept quiet.  Spike stared at me as if expecting an answer but once it became clear that I wasnt going to respond he picked me up in his arms, eliciting a startled gasp from me, and gently placed me back on the bed.

 Thanks, Spike. I murmured against his cheek as he carefully rested my head against a pillow.

 Think nothing of it, pet.  Now get some rest.  Well chat more later. He said in a reassuring voice as he moved to get up from the bed.  Panic suddenly overtook me when he wasnt near and I grabbed his arm.

 Spikecould you, um, maybe I whimpered unintelligibly  with unshed tears in my eyes.  I couldnt (or wouldnt) ask a master vampire to stay with me to help me sleep, but I found that I didnt want to be alone after the two near misses I had tonight.  Of course I didnt explain all that to Spike. But my begging must have gotten the point across because he slowly sat down on the edge of the mattress, as if checking to make sure that was indeed what I was asking.

 Once he inched close enough to me to touch, I grabbed him forcibly by the neck and shoulders and pulled him to lie down next to me.  In the darkness of his crypt the last of my defenses  fell and I found myself in tears.  First a few, and then before I knew it I was sobbing.  I tried to weep quietly, so as not to disturb the vampire next to me, but that damn vampire hearing allowed him to hear what I was so painstakingly trying to hide.  I may be just a Scoobie to Buffys Slayer, but I had my pride too, and that didnt include showing weakness to a former enemy.  I wasnt embarrassed for long however, because  he unexpectedly tightened our haphazard embrace.  In the shadows, I heard a comforting purring sound through my tears, not to mention Spike was rubbing soothing circles on my back.  Slowly I managed to get myself under control, although I didnt move from Spikes grasp.  Once my sobbing subsided, I found myself exhausted from my harrowing night.  Spike loosened his grip on my waist, although I was still encircled by his arms, and kissed my forehead lightly.

 Sleep now Red.  The Big Bad will watch over you. Spike murmured in my ear.  Any other time that statement would have struck me as ridicules , but it didnt even register as odd in my sleep-dulled brain. 

 I just snuggled closer to Spikes chest and mumbled kay before falling into a peaceful sleep with my head still resting on Spikes shoulder.  Had I been awake I would have seen Spike stroking my hair and face gently or the almost reverent look on his face.  It was a rare moment of peace for the usually loud-mouthed vampire.  Of course I saw none of this because I was already sitting at Morpheus right  hand.

 

Chapter 3

 

I awoke a few hours later in much the same position I was in earlier that night.  My head still rested on Spikes shoulder and I had my arms wrapped around his waist.  I didnt have long to enjoy the novelty of waking up in Spikes arms though because a few seconds later Buffy stormed into the crypt. 

 Spike I need your help searching for Willow.  She never got back to the dorm. Buffy said as she entered the lower set of rooms.  If I had been fully awake I probably would have gotten out of bed but I didnt have time to before Buffy entered the room.  Before either I could open my mouth to explain, or  Buffy could get over her shock, Spike decided to take control of the situation.

 As you can see Slutty, shes right here.  No need to get your knickers in a twist.

 That comment seemed to wake Buffy from the daze she was in and she took a few threatening steps toward where Spike and I lay.  Panicked and hoping to avoid bloodshed, I jumped out of bed and intercepted an angry Slayer.

 Buffy calm down. I said while placing a hand on her shoulder only to have it shaken off.

 Calm down, Will?  Calm down?!?  I have been worried sick about you when you werent in our dorm.  I was out searching for you and where were you?  Out screwing a goddamn vampire.

 I wasnt -. I tried to explain only to be cut off by an irate Buffy.

 Were you trying to prove that you could handle yourself around demons?  Big bad and dangerous to know.  God!  I didnt think you would throw yourself at the first damn vampire to show up! Buffy sneered at me while glaring at Spike.  Had I not been so furious I would have noticed the tears in Buffys eyes, as it was I could barely stand to look at her.  <Who the hell does she think she is?  Angel anyone!  GRRR!!>

 Who the hell do you think you are?  Like my love life is any concern of yours.  You are not my mother and I dont need to explain my whereabouts to you.  Perhaps I should have stopped at this point but I wasnt exactly thinking clearly.  Besides, at least he wont lose his soul when I have sex with him. I snarl as I grab my bag and stalk to the entrance.  I ignored Buffys he doesnt have a soul to lose as I walked to the door, only acknowledging Spike before I left, although Im not sure he noticed due to his gob smacked expression.

 Although my head was pounding, I paid no attention to it as I stormed out of the cemetery.  I had no idea of where I was going, I just knew that I had to get as far away from Buffy as possible.  I was still swearing under my breath when I came across Willys Bar.  Instead of walking in the other direction like a good little witch I found my feet <evil feet> taking me inside.  Once I entered the bar its patron stopped what they were doing to stare at me.  I was the only human in the place and all the assortment of demons were looking at me as if I was a rare delicacy.  Considering Buffy and the Scoobies were responsible for quite a bit of demon killing in this part of the country.  It probably wasnt the best idea to come here.  <We probably killed some of their brothers or sisters.  What were you thinking?  Youve lived on the Hellmouth this long Rosenberg, are you trying to get yourself killed?>  That little voice in my head sounded like Buffy unfortunately, and that just served to remind me why I was here in the first place.  Without stopping to think I straightened my back and stalked up to the bar where Willy was bartending.

 Can I get a Corona, please? I asked, even though I am not a big drinker and am technically under-age.

 Look girl, you shouldnt be here.  If something happens to you the Slayer will have my head. Willy said under his breath trying not to attract attention.

 I appreciate the concern but I can take care of myself.

 Can you now, little girl. A vampire leered from behind me. 

 Back off.  I am in no mood to deal with another vampire tonight.. I growled outwardly composed while, inwardly I was frantically trying to remember the spell to create a ball of sunlight.  The male vampire meanwhile, vamped out and attacked me before I could cast the spell, so my actions were extremely limited.  Before he got the chance to snap my neck or drain me dry, I managed to use a levitation spell to hurl him through a table half-way across the room.  I then proceeded to levitate the extra stake I keep in my bag for emergencies, and before he knew it, the unsuspecting vampire was a pile of dust.  I try not to use magic that much because it tends to take a lot out of me, but the only one who noticed my shaky stance was Willy and that was only because he saw the white-knuckled death grip I had on the bar.  The other demons were too busy staring in surprise, I used this to my advantage.

 All I wanted was a couple of drinks.  Is that too much to ask?  Does anyone else want to attack me while Im up anyway?  I sneered doing my best Vamp Willow impression.  It must have been better than last time though because none of the demons would look at me and they all went back to their drinks.  After a few minutes of watching the demons watching me watching them, we all got bored and ignored each other.  That is how Spike found me an hour later drunk off my ass, flirting with a chaos demon while Willy kept me from being eaten by his other customers.

 

 

Chapter 4

 

I had been doing my best to avoid Buffy, and since she didnt seem to be in any hurry to speak to me either, we hadnt talked for a few days.  I felt bad for what I said to her, but I wasnt planning on apologizing first.  I was still angry that she thought I couldnt take care of myself after all that we had been through.  If however she was convinced that I was having wild monkey sex with Spike, well there are worse things in the world.   I saw Spike off and on the past couple of days when we were at the Magic Box  researching any prophecies that might be soon but, I never got a chance to speak to him alone because it was so hectic.  I did, however, manage to thank Willy for looking after me during my drunken debacle  when I went in there yesterday during the day.  He was surprisingly cool about the whole thing.

 Ignoring Buffy is much harder than I would have thought, but considering the amount of time we all spend together each day I probably shouldnt have been surprised.  What with me feeling guilty for reminding Buffy about Angel and also anxious to see Spike, and Buffy feeling bad about yelling at me and also brooding about the love of her life, the tension was so stifling eventually poor Xander had had enough.  Surprising myself, Buffy and Giles, but not strangely Anya, he stood up and glared at all of us.

 The air is so thick in here it hurts to breathe.  Whatever the problem is fix it!  My god, if a big bad were to attack us now, we would all be dead because you all are so preoccupied.  Willow Spike said he would be by soon so stop checking the door every two minutes.  Buffy whatever happened between you and Will apologize, its obvious that you feel bad about it.  Also, stop with the incessant brooding it never solves anything, and Giles for god sake stop staring at them like they are an interesting game of ping pong.  If I can see whats going on and Im just the glorified bricklayer then you guys really need to settle this and soon.  Lets go Ahnnothing is going to get done tonight anyway.

 Following that mini-rant Anya and Xander left arm-in-arm, with Anya congratulating Xander on his forceful speech and telling him how it turned her on.  <The many orgasms of Xander and Anya on the next Jerry Springer.  Snort.>

 This left myself, Buffy and Giles staring  awkwardly at each other searching for something to say.  After much throat clearing, and in Giles case glasses cleaning, he had finally had enough of the tense silence himself.

 I am going to get myself some tea.  Would either of you like some?  Giles questioned.

 Sure Giles. We both responded and watched as Giles left the living room.  Once we were alone neither of us knew what to say.  I kept looking at Buffy opening my mouth to apologize but I couldnt find the words.  After sitting in silence for a couple of minutes waiting for Buffy to speak, her voice when she did speak startled me.

 Will, Im sorry.  I had no right to speak to you the way I did.  Im not your mother and I cant tell you who to sleep with, even if it is Spike.  I didnt mean to call you a liability either because youre not.  Either you or Xander.  Both you and Xander have kept me alive and sane more times then I can count.  I couldnt do this without either of you guys.  But I was so scared when I saw you get thrown down and all I could think was that it was my fault.  If I was stronger or faster you wouldnt have been hurt.  When you didnt get up right away I thought you were deadbecause of me.

 Before Buffy could get even more hysterical I grabbed her and pulled her into a crushing hug, murmuring comfortingly to her as she cried on my shoulder.  <I never thought  Buffy would be this upset.  Granted from what Xander told me, I looked pretty gross that night laying in a small pool of my own blood.  Ewww.>

 Its alright Buffy,  Im okay now.  We all are fine.  Weve been through too much for me to be killed by a chaos demon.  That would just be pathetic. I said trying to lighted the mood.  Surprisingly it worked as Buffy gave a wet chuckle and her tears gradually slowed.  I kept my arm around her shoulders as she moved off my lap, where she had unknowingly thrown herself in her desperation.

  Buf, Ive been patrolling this town almost as long as you have.  I know the risks and accept them.  We all know you cant be everywhere at once.  It seems the only one who doesnt understand this is you.  None of us expect you to.  For the most part we can look after ourselves and if we need help with a big ugly then youre there to take off its head.  Im fine, still have a bit of a headache but that is probably a combination of the bump on my head and the liquor.  I explained while stroking her hair.

 Before she could ask what I meant I told her how I ended up at Willys after I stormed out of Spikes crypt.  When I got to the part of the floating stake Buffy was laughing so hard she was having trouble breathing.  After I explained how Spike brought me back to the dorm and tucked me in she seemed to relax a bit.  I think Buffy finally realized he wouldnt hurt me.  After all if he was still the evil vamp that he had been, even if he couldnt bite me, he could have easily left me in Willys to be killed by some demon when I was too drunk to defend myself.

 That explains how you got home, but not how you got into Spikes bed in the first place. Buffy reminded me smirking evilly.

 Buf, you act as if I was-

 Wrapped around an undead vampire in his bed, looking quite cozy? Buffy interrupted before I could finish.  It seems that after Buffy got over the fact that I was sleeping with Spike she wasnt opposed to teasing me mercifully about it.

 Buffy, I wasnt sleeping with Spike! I practically growled at her as I felt my face blush, probably matching the color of my hair.

 No, but you would like to. She answered cheekily.  If possible my face went even redder and I couldnt think of a way to lie convincingly.  Instead I merely looked at the floor ducking my head in embarrassment.

 Its nothing to be embarrassed about. He is cute, but if you ever tell him I said that I will hurt you. She said trying to make me more comfortable.  How did you end up at his crypt anyway?

 On my way back to the dorms a couple of vampires attacked me and knocked me out.  Spike saved me and took care of my injuries.  I woke up in Spikes bed.  I would have left but I was in no condition to be going anywhere.  We both ended up falling asleep, which is how you found us in each others arms a few hours later.

 Sorry I overreacted like that. Buffy sighed looking disgusted with herself.

 Now none of that.  You were just worried about me.  Youve already apologized so lets forget it.  Im just sorry about that crack I made about Angel.  I never should have said that. I told her feeling even more guilty now that I knew how anxious she had been about me.

 Its the truth and we both know it.  The only reason it hurt so much is because I still love himprobably always will. She explained momentarily looking inconsolable.  But hey I have to move on, so its okay.  I cant go all sulky-Buffy whenever his name is mentioned  But were okay now, right?

 Of course Buffy.  I can never stay mad at you, you know that.  Hell, I missed you like crazy and its only been a few days. I exclaimed as I threw myself at her for a hug.

 Giles found us in much the same position, hugging and laughing on his coach, when he brought us the tea he had been making for the last forty-five minutes.

 I trust everything is all right now. He said startling us from our long embrace.  Neither one of us answered verbally but our smiles seemed to be answer enough, because Giles simply cleared his throat and then smiled  shyly back at us as he set up the tea service.  I hope you are thirsty.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

Spike came into Giles living room while we were busy looking up prophecies that could be used or relevant in the near future.  All of us were so involved in what we were doing that we didnt even notice Spike in the room until he sat down on the couch and put his feet on top of  Ancient Prophesies of Mesopotamia, causing us all to jump in surprise.

 Do get your feet off the books. Giles ordered without looking up from the notes he was taking on The Codex.

 Tah Rupes. After putting his feet on the floor Spike picked a book at random and started flipping through the pages.  So what apocalypse are you trying to avert tonight?

 Were just looking up prophesies that could occur soon. I answered glancing up from my notes to see Spike looking right at me.  I looked back down again blushing, not seeing the smile that crossed his face.  Better safe than sorry.

 Surprisingly Buffy kept quiet when Spike sat down rather than insult him like she had a tendency to do.  When I looked questioningly at her, Buffy looked in Spikes direction then winked at me, trying to keep the smirk off of her face.  After about an hour more of productive preventative research we decided to call it a night.

 Well, Id better be off.  I have an early morning tomorrow and I still have to patrol. Buffy said getting up and stretching her arms above her head to get the kinks out of her back from sitting in one position for so long.  Spike, would you mind making sure Willow gets home alright?

 Before Spike could answer Buffy had already left.  Spike just raised an eyebrow, smirked, and gestured me to follow him out the door.  As we made our way up Giles driveway, I could swear I heard laughter coming from inside the house.

 We walked quietly down the streets of Sunnydale for a few minutes pretending we were in a normal town, basking in the beauty of the night for once.  The quiet was only broken by our footsteps on the concrete sidewalk.

 So when do you want to begin your lessons? Spike asked seemingly out of nowhere.

 Huh? <Great job Rosenberg.  Dazzle him with your intelligence and witty conversation.>

 When you were drunk you went on about how demons always kick your ass and you were sick of it.  I offered to teach you how to defend yourself so I wouldnt keep having to rescue you all the time.  So what about it? Spike asked vaguely looking bored.

 Um sure. I squeaked unable to believe my turn of luck.  Even though I dont remember the conversation, I was not about to turn down a reason to see Spike regularly.

 Alright then pet, how bout I see you tomorrow at the Magic Box, say seven. Spike confirmed leading me to the door of my dorm.  We can work out in the back room.

 Sure Seven.  Its a date but not a date, a get together.  But were not together so, um Ive got to go.  Bye! I stammered as I turned and fled into my dorm my face the color of a tomato.

 

 

Chapter 6

 

 The next night after my Psychology class got out I made my way to the Magic Box.  Spike was already there waiting for me to arrive.  As I walked through the door I overheard Buffy giving him the now infamous Shovel Talk except substituting a shovel for a stake.  It was really quite amusing.  Surprisingly Spike let Buffy threaten him and only winked at her after she was done.  Overall he took the lecture good-naturedly.   After he finally saw that I was there we both entered the training room located in the back of the store, and closed the door behind us.

 We started on basic defense strategy where I needed the most help.  By the end of the two hours I had various bumps and bruises, but I also knew some useful body shots that would work on ant run of the mill attacker.  What Spike taught me should give me enough of a window, so that I can run away while my attacker was on the ground. 

 Although it did take me much of the full two hours just to get the shoulder-block and throw up to Spikes exacting standards.  I kept overbalancing which caused Spike full weight to fall on my back repeatedly.  Not fun let me tell you.  Needless to say, by the time the workout was finished my back was killing me.  We spent most of the night hanging around in the store with everyone else while I iced my back. 

 When we went on patrol we all stayed together for once.  Overall it was fun, almost like high school when we went on patrols together more often.  The awkward silences were thankfully filled by Xander and Spike sniping at each other.  The only problem came when an ugly green, horned demon, that was three sizes the height of Buffy, attacked us unexpectedly. 

 He, at least I assume it was a he, came out of the trees and headed straight for our group.  Buffy and Spike moved to intercept it, while Xander, Anya, Giles and myself stayed back, waiting for an opening in which to attack.  As it turned out Spike and Buffy had things well in hand so we just stayed back and watched the show. 

 After a minute or so it became obvious that the demon was over-matched by the slayer and vampire, so they both relaxed and made a competition on who could kill the thing first.  Combining their fighting skills with witty repartee and they put on quite an exhibition. 

 Twofold it also served to remind me why Spike was such a powerful enemy in the past.  He did manage to survive four separate confrontations with the Slayer, not much worse for wear.  Not many others can truthfully say that.  The fight in itself was an amazing thing to behold and made me tingle all the way to my toes.  The rest of patrol was uneventful and we all retired for the night back to our respective homes.  On the walk home Buffy grilled me for all the details of my lesson and by the time we entered  our dorm room I was sore and exhausted.

Looking back, it was that night in particular when I considered Spike as more than an ally or even a potential friend.  It took me quite a while to recognize that however, and even longer to act on the feeling.  I did know however that I couldnt wait for my next lesson.

 

 

Chapter 7

 

Over the next month and a half the time I spent in Spikes company became the highlight of my day.  For the most part, we continued with my self-defense training but occasionally we would take a much needed break and go out instead.  Sometimes we would go to a movie while other times hed take me out to a club.  Once we even traveled to Los Angeles for dinner since I got reservations at one particularly nice restaurant.  Spike began to hang out more with the Scoobies, other than just on patrol, and the others seemed to be gradually warming up to him.  Overall everything was perfect, or at least as perfect as it gets on the Hellmouth.  It couldnt last for ever as we all found out a few nights later while on patrol.

 It was only Buffy, Xander, Spike and I because Anya and Giles needed to finish taking inventory at the store.  As we were walking down Kingston Street on our way back from Grovewood Cemetery we came upon a demon grabbing an unconscious blond woman.  Before any of us could take more than a step in its general direction, the demon started getting fuzzy around the edges, then it just vanished taking the woman in its arms with it. 

 I thought Id seen everything that the Hellmouth could throw at us, but that was just nuts. Xander exclaimed after picking his jaw up off the ground.  Tell me Im dreaming.  Its all that chocolate I had earlier.  Demons can not disappear into thin air, its just not right!

 If there are more demons who can do that we wont stand a chance against them. I stuttered still in shock.  As usual Buffy took charge of the situation and herded us all back to the Magic Box so that we could describe the demon to Giles, in hopes that he would have some answers.

 As we entered the shop Anya and Giles looked up from the shipping log they were immersed in.  Taking one look at our concerned faces they put it away behind the counter and met us halfway across the room.

 Are you all right? Giles asked.  You all look pale.

 Were fine, Giles.  But this wonky demon just kidnapped some woman right in front of us and then disappeared into thin air before we could stop it.

 Start at the beginning.  What did this demon look like?

 It was a purple/maroon color. I volunteered.

 Yeah, and it had glowing yellow eyes.  Definitely disturbing.  Xander added on.

 Kind of scaly too, almost like a lizard.

 And it had a weird mouth.  It was just an opening with a flap of skin hanging over it, almost like an overbite.  Gave me the wiggens. Buffy shuddered.  Unbeknownst to the rest of us, while we were giving our somewhat colorful description to Giles, Spike was drawing a rough sketch of it.

 It looked something like this, mate. Spike spoke up handing the drawing to Giles across the table.  Not perfect mind you, but this is all I can remember.

 Hmm purple you said? Giles mumbled looking over the crude sketch, while absent-mindedly tapping his pen on the table.  Well, it is definitely a Grinska class demon, but which one I do not know.  I have some old tomes on Grinska demons upstairs.  While I am getting them down why dont Willow and Xander try to find any missing persons reports in the police records.

 Xander and I spent the next few hours going over local articles and police reports, while the others searched through various sources referencing the various types of Grinska demons.  Once we gathered again to share our combined information it was close to one oclock in the morning and we were all grumpy.

 Willow, Xander, why dont you start us off.

 Well there have been five women kidnapped in the last two weeks.  Two of them were accompanied by their boyfriends when they were snatched.  When the distraught men reported what had happened the police held them for questioning, before releasing them due to lack of evidence. I explained while passing around copies of the transcript of the two questionings.

 The victims are each between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five and have blond hair.  All were taken late at night while on their way home. Xander expatiated further.  None of their bodies have been found, which we believe to be positive because if he had just wanted the girls dead, he could have killed it at the scene.

 Any particular hunting ground? Buffy asked.

 No.  Three were within a ten block radius of each other, but the last two were across town at the time of their abduction. I answered, grimacing at the lack of useful information.  So what did you find out about the Grinska Demon?

 Quite a bit actually.  Although none of it is encouraging Im afraid. Giles continued to explain.  It seems that the ability to telephase is unique to the Codra.  It is a Level 4 class Grinska Demon.  The Codra are imperious to all metal weapons except ancient Capelium, which is an alloy made thousands of years ago.  Since demons of this type were thought to have become extinct millennia ago, the art of forging Capelium has fallen into obscurity, although I did find the specifications for making both the metals and crafting the weapon.  This medieval fighting blade is the only known way to kill a Codra Demon.  It is imperious to all other weapons and can phase through solid matter as well as teleport short distances.  Using the blade to cut off the head is the only proven way to kill it.

 So give us a list of the ingredients and well begin to hunt down the elements and blacksmith equipment well need. Buffy said.  We dont have much time to waste.  Who knows if these girls are still alive and for how long they will stay that way.

 

 

Chapter 8

 

Three days later Glies, Buffy and I were going over the shipping receipts and packages compiled in the back room.  Giles and Anya were able to use their various contacts to obtain the various items needed.  I suppose that is one of the perks of owning an occult shop, no object is too strange.  As Giles was opening the boxes and calling out their name, Buffy and I would find the name and check it off from our lists.  After that was done we separated the ingredients into three piles, one for each stage of the process.  Just as we were about to try to put together the mold and furnace Xander rushed through the door.

 That thing took Anya! Screamed Xander nearly hysterical with worry.  We need to make that weapon and kill this demon before he hurts her.

 Xander try to calm down some.  Getting hysterical wont help us rescue Anya. Giles tried to comfort him, while keeping Xander from having a breakdown.  Now, tell us what happened.

 We were on our way here from my apartment walking down Crescent Street, and all of a sudden that thing came out of nowhere.  Before I could do more than attempt to charge at the damn thing it had knocked me clear off my feet.  By the time I managed to get groggily to my feet a green mist had surrounded Ahn and she was laying unconscious on the sidewalk.  He picked her up in his arms before I could do anything and then he just disappeared. Xander explained while continuing to pace agitatedly across the shop.  We need to find the damn thing now!

 Xan, calm down. Buffy soothed, taking Xander in her arms.  Soon after Giles and I joined the group hug, it was only then that Xander broke down and started shaking.  Spike chose that moment to come in.

 Didnt know Id be interrupting an orgy. Spike commented from the doorway, causing us to all jump apart and surreptitiously wipe our damp eyes.  Bloody hell, who died?

 Anyas been kidnapped by the Codra Demon. Giles explained still looking worriedly at Xander.

 M sorry, Whelp. Youll get your bird back, though.  After all that is what you white hats do init? Spike said in a comforting tone of voice, for once with no hint of sarcasm.  Lets put this bloody sword together, and find us a Codra demon, mate.

 Good thinking. Giles acknowledged, trying to get everyones attention back to the immediate task at hand, which was making the Capelium and molding it into a sword.  We cant do anything without finding a way to locate this demon, nor having the means to kill it.

 Fine, lets just get started. Xander said taking the ancient text off the table and directing everyone step by step in making the Capelium.  Three hours of constant, near-silent work later and the metal had been poured into the mold.  All that was left was for it to cool and harden, which could take anywhere between 16-18 hours.

 Thats all we can accomplish tonight.  How about we meet back here tomorrow afternoon to choose the bait and plan the specifics of the rescue? Giles suggested.

 Sure thing, Giles. Xander reluctantly agreed, although still looking slightly disgruntled at the wait.

 Dont worry, Xan.  After everything weve been through weve come through okay.  The same goes for Anya. I said giving my oldest friend a hug.  Im sure shell be fine once we reach her.  Probably threatening the poor demon and telling it tales of  the devastation she was responsible for as a vengeance demon.

 I know youre probably right, Wills.  Im just so worried about her.

 We know you are, but everything will work out, youll see.  And until we get her back youre staying with us, Xan. Buffy insisted, leading an unresisting Xander out of the door, closely followed by Spike and I.

 

 

Chapter 9  

 

After a long sleepless night for all of us, we reconvened at the Magic Box the next afternoon to discuss the situation and come up with some semblance of a plan.  Xander was still on edge, yet surprisingly quiet, especially for him.  Although I shouldnt be too surprised considering what he told Buffy and I last night.  He kept fingering his right pocket, touching the engagement ring he showed Buffy and I, but never got the chance to give to Anya.  That just made Buffy and I more determined then ever to find Anya and return her unharmed to Xander.  Perhaps that is why Buffy suggested such a reckless idea in hope of finding her in time.

 Absolutely not Buffy. Giles reprimanded sternly, almost wagging his finger at her in disapproval.  We dont know what that mist is he uses to spray his victims, or how it would effect a slayer, even assuming it would attack you.

 Hey, Im blonde and in the right age bracket. Buffy reminded us.

 As much as I hate to agree with the G-man about recklessness, he is right.  Its too dangerous, Buff. Xander said while squeezing Buffys shoulder reassuringly.  Well just have to find another way.

 Too bad we dont have one of those itty bitty tracking devices, like Batman. Buffy commented randomly.  Hey why does batman get all the cool gadgets?  Being a superhero really bites, we dont even have Q.

 I know I speak for everyone when I say huh? I said, for once not able to follow the Buffy-babble.

 When the demon attacks and knocks me unconscious with that wonky mist, if Im wearing a tracking device, you guys could track my location.  Then you and Spike would come and wed all rescue the girls and Anya.  No big.  Wed all be home for Saturday Night Live.

 That made a surprisingly amount of sense.  Well done, Buffy Giles praised.

 Do I get a biscuit? Buffy asked playfully bumping her watchers shoulder watching him give her a shy watcher-smile.

 Perhaps later.  However, the fact  still remains that we dont have a tracking device so, unfortunately that plan wouldnt work. Giles said regretfully.

 Thats not exactly true, G-Man. Xander volunteered somewhat sheepishly.

 What do you mean? I asked Xander curiously.

 Well, remember when Cordy and I broke into that federal installation a few years back to steal the rocket launcher? Xander asked waiting for all of us to nod our heads in the affirmative before he continued.  Lets just say I didnt think Uncle Sam would mind if a few other artillery weapons went missing.  For the good of the world of course.  After all you never know when youll need an M-16 and ammo.

 Xander! I scolded half-heartedly not able to keep a huge grin off my face.  Looking around I saw the others were having a similar problem.

 I assume that from the fact you are telling us this at all, that you [ahem] borrowed a tracking device from the U.S. Government as well. Giles asked, smiling a very Ripper-ish smile in Xanders direction.

 Right you are, Ill just go and get it, shall I? Xander said, as he made his way out of the Magic Box accompanied by a still chuckling Buffy.

 Perhaps you should fill Spike in on the latest  turn of events, while I take the sword out of the kiln. Giles suggested.

 Sure.  Well be back here in an hour once it gets dark. I answered making my way out of the store towards Spikes crypt.

 

Chapter 10

 

 What do you mean Im not acting like bait? I overheard Buffy ask Giles over the surveillance microphone as they walked the street that night hoping to attract the demon.  Xander, Spike and I were at Giles house listening as they walked around Sunnydale.

 Does bait usually walk around carrying an axe? Giles asked.  At least drop it off on your porch when we walk by there.

 Alright, but if I get impaled by the demon, its all your fault. Buffy groused.

 Well then well just have to make sure that it simply kidnaps you before it can think to impale you.

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 Why doesnt she just bugger the bloody sod, and save us all a bloody headache? Spike questioned rather suddenly.

 Who? I asked somewhat confused.  He couldnt mean Buffy and Giles, could he?

 The Slayer and her Watcher.  Its Bloody obvious.

 Giles and Buffy? Xander exclaimed.  Are you out of your mind, fangless?

 The gits in love with her. Spike stated exasperatedly.  Please tell me youre not that oblivious.

 Of course he cares about her, but thats because hes her watcher, isnt it? I asked.

 Yeah, I mean hes never said anything. Xander stated. 

 At the rate Rupes is going theyll both be dead and in the ground before he makes his move. Spike sneered, looking disgusted with them all.

 Oh, youre one to talk, Spike. Xander snorted.  Loves bitch.  Isnt that what you said?\

 Oy, mate! Spike exclaimed.  Dont know what your bloody talk-

 He was interrupted by Giles scream as the demon attacked him and Buffy.

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 Buffy! Giles yelled trying to attack the demon who had appeared out of nowhere.  Behind you.

 They both fought quite convincingly, looking desperate and scared.  Once Giles was knocked out of the way, the demon grabbed Buffy and disappeared with her still struggling in his arms.

 A little less than ten minutes later Giles rushed through his front door looking panicky.

 Did we get a trace of where hew took her?

 Yes. Xander said looking at a small screen he held in his hand while the others gathered weapons and the battle axe.  Hes entering the warehouse district with Buffy now.  Come on.

 No demons or vampires went after them that night, perhaps because of their grim looking countenance or because of the weapons they carried as they strode down the street.  One thing was for certain, the White Hats were on the offensive.

 

 

Chapter 11   TBC