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Xander reentered the library with a cup of hot tea, and wordlessly went into Giles office. Xander found Giles holding Willow on his lap, she was still whimpering softly into his shoulder.

Xander suddenly felt helpless, and uncomfortable. He knelt down and touched Willow's back.

"Will's it's me Xander. He was surprised when she let go of Giles and reached out for him.

"Oh Xander..." he pulled her onto the floor next to him and held her as she cried rocking her back and forth trying to sooth her heart broken. His eyes filled with tears.

Giles felt shaky, he drank the tea, Xander had set down. < What in the bloody hell is going on>?

" Tell me what happened Will's and I'll try and make it better K" Xander offered. < If that monster hurt her I'll stake him myself. >

Willow pulled back, He... He.. < killed my husband> Willow put her hand to her mouth and bit back the words. I lost control and almost blurted out everything.> .. he.. Was going to kill Giles she substituted.

"Willow, no we were just sparing.. training... I think you got frightened and mistook Angel for Angelus.

I think your suffering from some sort of residual effects from the miscast spell. " He explained.

"Whoa, back up... spell?" Xander asked

Angel saw the sudden distrust in Buffy's eyes. " I haven't killed anyone.. I think she thought I was trying to kill Giles."

"Since when has meek reliable girl turned into a Tigress" Buffy asked shaking her head, still not knowing what to make of everything.

" Buffy, um.. Giles and Willow are lovers." Angel stated matter of flatly.

Spike suddenly felt a cold rage rip through his undead body. < Well I'll rip that Wanker apart.. I'll tear him limb from limb... " She's mine a quite voice echoed throughout his brain. >

Spike shook his head to clear his raging thoughts. < Maybe the witch has cast some sort of attraction spell that has ensnared those poor bastards and me too? >

" Did you hit your head when, you and Giles were fighting" she asked

" Buffy, Xander saw them, he was so shaken up... I think he's in love with her. I kinda feel sorry for the guy." He said.

"Ah Ha I knew it she's enchanted everyone, Well not this demon, no sir rea."

Giles came out of the office, and inquired about Angel's condition. Giles noticed the venomous glare Buffy gave him but was too preoccupied with this business with Willow to get into some sort of scene with Buffy.

Angel said he was fine, a little weak. He asked if he could see Willow to... explain.. Apologize.

Buffy, snorted, "she's the one who should appologize to you"

" Buffy, I don't want to leave things like this between us... she's always been a friends to me.. " he added sadly.

Spike, tsked. < Even soul boys caught in her trap. I've seen enough for one night; I had better find shelter before dawn and think about this some more. >

Giles discouraged Angel request, " We've just got her calmed down, I'd rather she not get overset again. Xander and I are going to bring her home. I can explain more tomorrow."

" Yeah, you've got an awful lot of explaining to do." Buffy said angrily. "Come on Angel, I'll see you back to the mansion."

Willow fell asleep in the car as Giles and Xander brought her home. Giles explained to Xander about the attempted spell Willow had tried to bind Angel's soul forever, and his belief that Willow was still experiencing some untoward effects from it.

"To bad she didn't dust him" Xander snorted.

As they got to Willow's Xander unlocked the door and Giles carried the sleeping Willow in. Giles asked if Xander was going to stay with her. After seeing the scene in his office he deduced that Xander was the one Willow had taken as a lover.

Xander interpreted Giles question as his awkward way of saying he wanted to be alone with his best friend.

"She'll be safe here with you; parental units will be wondering where I am this late" he said sadly.

Giles placed Willow upon her own bed and pulled up the covers. He loosened his shirt, took off his shoes and sat in a large rocking chair near her bed.

Spike had gone back to the old warehouse. He couldn't help but think back to the last time he was here he had the little witch and her puppy dog captive. < I should of have the wench then and been done with. Spike kept thinking about the watcher and the hacker. He was too keyed up to sleep; this joint is an unholy mess. I'll tidy up a tad. He turned on his portable CD player and sang along with Smashing Pumpkins Adore:

It's you that I adore... you will always be my whore...you'll be a mother to my child, and a child to my heart ...we must never be apart

We must never be apart,... lovely girl you're the beauty in my world... without you there aren't reasons left to find... and I'll pull your crooked teeth... you'll be perfect just like me...you'll be a lover in my bed and a gun to my head.... we must never be apart

We must never be apart...lovely girl you're the murder in the world... dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind to die... drinking mercury to the mystery of all that you are...should you ever leave behind in time... in you I see dirty... In you I count stars, In you I feel so pretty... In you I taste God... In you I feel so hungry.. In you I crash cars.

We must never be apart.. drinking mercury to the mystery... of all that ever seek to find lovely girl.. you're the murder in the world... dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind. In time we must never be apart.. you'll always be my whore.. cause your the one that I adore.....

< Maybe I should vamp the little witch>

Giles awoke to the sound of pounding. He woke up his body was aching all over. < That's what you get for fighting with a vamp, old man.> His neck was so stiff and painfully tilted to the side. He saw Willow was still sound asleep, she seemed to have a smile on her lips.

Giles limped downstairs his neck tilted at an odd angle. < Who can it be at this hour> He saw the hall clock it was nearly 11:00 a.m.

"Buffy, keep it down Willow's still sleeping."

Buffy had dropped by Giles and realized he had not slept at his house, if Xander and Angel were right she expected to find him at Willow's. She couldn't help but still be surprised when he answered the door; his hair all messed up his shirt untucked and barefoot. Buffy had never seen her watcher mussed before.

Buffy noted the odd angle Giles was holding his neck, as she walked in. She got a bad case of the wiggens as she flashed to Giles and Willow... having sex.... Buffy wasn't sure why this upset her so but it did.

" What's the matter Giles, Willow too much women for you?" she blurted out.

He looked at her at flushed. "I guess the mistress of pain thingie is for real huh?" she continued.

"See here young lady" he blushed turning an even darker shade of red. " What are you implying exactly"

"I know all about you and Willow whoopee making Xander told Angel and he told me." She snapped.

Giles sat down on the couch before he fell over. "What he said wrenching his neck upright"

" I am not...not.. making love to Willow" he stammered. "Where ever did that boy get such a crazy idea?"

Giles mind flashed to the night before last. < The boy must have seen something.. us on the couch? >

"I think I can clear this up. You should be ashamed of yourself, thinking.. well thinking" he flushed as a vision of wet naked Willow went through his mind and him... < stop it, for God's sake> Giles cleared his throat, " Actually as usual magic is involved and Willow was trying to help both you and Angel." Giles went on to explain about Willow's attempt to bind Angel's soul and the horrible shape he had found her in suffering from shock and hypothermia. He explained how Xander must have seen him comforting the poor child.

Buffy felt kind of guilty about all her evil thought towards Giles and her best friend Willow.

Willow was dreaming about William. She was marrying him again. Her William was dressed in a tuxedo, and he had short blond hair like Spike. He was wearing dark sunglasses. They were both standing in Witches Hollow. The sunshine was warm on Willow's open backed dress. Giles was walking her to an open-air arboretum. Buffy and Xander were there also. William was smiling, Willow felt tears of joy. Nothing was going to tear them apart again.

Willow awoke, and reality asserted itself. I almost blew everything last night.

Willow heard voices after coming out of the bathroom. She heard Giles and Buffy. As Willow came downstairs, Buffy hugged her. " How are you feeling Will, Giles explained you were still experiencing some side effects from the spell. It was nice of you to try and help but Giles is right, you've got to watch the hocus-pocus stuff."

Giles went into the kitchen to make some tea.

"Thanks Buff, I kinda went psycho last night, confusing Angel and Angelus" < How can she love that monster, there one and the same, it's only a matter of time before he turns again>

"Angel's been real worried about you too," Buffy added.

"Tell him I'm just fine." Willow said flatly.

"Will's I gotta go, Mom roped me into going to this Sunday Brunch event. You could come along, there's supposed to be this awesome buffet; eggs benedict, waffles, crepes, greasy bacon" Buffy offered.

Willow felt suddenly very nauseous, it was almost like she could smell the bacon. She knew she was going to be sick, she didn't think she could make it to the bathroom, Kitchen, she bolted and collided with Giles. He fell backwards upon his ass, and Willow half landed on him. She wretched in his lap.

Giles lay there looking stunned < saint's above, I'm too old for this>

Giles sent Buffy on her way, and got himself and Willow cleaned up. Willow was still looking a bit green.

Giles made her tea and toast and she was getting some of her color back. Willow apologized profusely.

Giles noted that there wasn't much food in the house. Giles insisted that she remain home and rest. He said that magic and strong emotions don't mix well. Willow had heard similar information from Aaron. Giles explained that the difficult spell probably left her aura supercharged and that her two episodes of distress contributed to her emotional upset. Giles said rest and relaxation should restore her to her normal equilibrium.

He told Willow he would go out to the store and buy a few things to tide her over till she felt better.

Willow was grateful, but anxious to get started on her magic skill building lessons< damn my bookbag is still at school> Willow called Xander, he asked how she was feeling and teased her about almost dusting Angel. He could always make her laugh. She explained that Giles had her under house arrest and could he get her bookbag from the library. Xander said he would be glad to.

Xander borrowed his Dad's car. He zipped by the library and dropped Will's stuff off. She said she would call him later. His mother asked him to stop at the supermarket and pick her up some stuff. She gave him a list. He realized as he got towards the end of the list his mom had asked him to pick up tampons. < God did that women have no clue how embarrassing this was. Xander walked over to the hygiene products. He was looking around carefully so as not to be seen by anybody he might know. Xander was surprised to see Giles and was about to open his mouth to make some sort of smart remark, but he noticed Giles looking intently at two different home pregnancy tests. <

Why would Giles be looking at..... NO NO NO NO SHE CAN'T BE ... How could he be so irresponsible to get her knocked up, Christ he got to be at least forty.... No wonder he wants her home resting. > Xander left the store without any purchases.

Giles was checking to see which box had more accurate results. < I hope I'm wrong about this. Damn that young Xander. She has several signs. This could be very dangerous for her as an untrained Witch; her fluctuating hormonal levels can play havoc with her abilities. She could really do some damage. Not to mention this is the hellmouth and many nasty creatures are attracted by this kind of unbridled psychic energy. Now I just need to work up the courage to speak to the girl about this.

Giles returned with groceries and, said he really wanted to speak to Willow about something important. Willow wasn't in the mood for another lecture; she needed to start her spell casting exercises. She begged off complaining of a bad headache and being very tired. She said she would see Giles tomorrow at the library and they could talk then. Giles agreed but made her promise to not leave the house and to eat properly. She agreed, thanked him and saw him on his way.

Aaron felt his sortilege's energy immediately upon entering this timeline. Although he was a very powerful warlock, he was not familiar with this century. The many things he had seen amazed him. Aaron new how to be patient. He didn't get to live to be 1200 years old and be careless. He knew he would have to scope the situation out carefully. Last time things had nearly been ruined. Thank the evil spirits that he had the trusting witch explain about the time travel spell and the use of a talisman as a beacon. Aaron held up the silver locket. He had placed several strands of Willow's hair inside.

Willow spent most of the afternoon reading the ancient text she had translated via computer program last night. The text explained how one could use their own natural energy levels to enhance and focus spell so that their outcome could be amplified. The book gave examples of how basic emotions like love, anger and lust, and joy if focused on and channeled could produce extraordinary results. The text explained how dangerous a witch could be if her emotions were out of control or undisciplined. The text referenced sickness, a women menses and pregnancy as times of more unpredictable results. The text stressed how important good self care, diet, sleep, refraining from using any sort of mind altering substances. It also recommended meditating to clear the mind before attempting any spell. It suggested that the most primitive emotions like lust and anger could be easiest to produce results.

Willow was feeling kind of tired and decided to take a nap, have a bite to eat and meditate for at least an hour.

Angel had talked to Buffy who had explained that Willow was better, although she did laugh about Willow getting sick all over Giles. She shared what Willow had tried to do for him. Angel was again amazed at Willow's selflessness and compassion. Angel wanted, no needed to talk to Willow make sure she was all right. He would tell her he was grateful for her efforts but make her promise not to do anything that could endanger herself.

Spike had restless sleep during the day. He dreamed about the witch again, erotic dreams were interspersed with dreams about her being is some sort of danger. He kept seeing a tall, dark haired man menacing her and the redhead calling out for his help. He was going to pay her a little visit and have her un hex him, or he would ... he would.. He hadn't decided what exactly he would do. Spike prided himself on acting on his impulses. Yes, he didn't live to be over a hundred without good instincts.

Angel approached the Rosenberg house from the backyard. He knew her parents were away and didn't want noisy neighbors gossiping. As he approached the house, his ears were assailed by very loud music. The music was so loud the windows were vibrating. Angel looked in a side window.

Willow was wearing a sheer beige nightgown. The room was light up with close to one hundred candles.

The nightgown clung seductively to her body. Angel unconsciously licked his lips as his eyes roamed over her unobstructed view of her body. Willow was singing along her eyes were closed, and her whole body was gyrating in movement to the heavy percussion undertones. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She sang:

" You abused me in a way that I've never know

You abused me in a way that I've never know

So break me, shake me, hate me, take me over,

When the madness stops then you will be alone

However his eyes feasted on her beautiful body. He could see her breasts and areolas clearly threw the material. He saw the tight ass and glimpsed the dark curls between her legs. Both the demon and man responded, he knew he should move away, but his legs wouldn't respond. All the blood in his body was surging to his cock.

"So you're the kind that deals with the games in the mind Well you confuse me in a way that I've never known So break me, shake me, hate me, take me over, When the madness stops then you will be alone"

Angel groaned and his hand moved to his surging cock.

Spike heard the music blaring two blocks away, < Savage Garden> He sensed a vamp as he rounded the house from the back yard. He was stunned to see Angel peeping in the witch's window. He was even more suprised to hear his sire moan in desire.

Spike looked into the looked into the nearest window and his unbreath caught. <She was practically naked, dancing.. if that's what you could call the gyrations and movement.

She.. she.. just rubbed her hands over her nipples. Spike could see them harden and felt himself harden as well. She was singing along with the music and the rattling of the window set his teeth to rattling and throbbing in time with his burgeoning erection. She was like a hot flame calling to his every nerve. He felt her heat through the window. He swore he could smell lavender, vanilla and her womanly essence. Her tongue snaked out of her pouty lips and licked the air. He thought he might com on the spot. He noticed the ice cube flew across the room into her mouth. She crunched down on it. >

Spike heard Angel hiss. Spike tore his gaze away from the red haired siren to see Angel unzipping his pants.

Spike impulses told him to beat the bloody wanker to death. How dare he jerk off watching his women? His game face in place he launched himself at the older vamp.

" You bloody peeping pervert" Spike tackled Angel to the ground.

Angel was stunned to see his childe, He felt at somewhat at a disadvantage. Angel quickly noted that Spike had a raging erection much like himself.

" What the hell are you doing looking in Willow's window" he barked smacking the blond vamp upside the head."

" Keep away from her or I'll dust you, she's mine." Spike hissed, kicking Angels legs out from under him.

Buffy and Giles had been out patrolling and Giles suggested they stop by Willow's to check on her. As they rounded the street corner, they heard very loud music, noticed the neighbors across the street were on their front porch watching two men beat the crap out of one another on the Rosenberg's front lawn. Buffy swore it's Angel and Spike.

Meanwhile Willow not hearing the commotion because of the music continued to dance about using her sexual energy to practice a levitation spell.

As Buffy and Giles ran closer, they heard Spike yelling, " You'll touch her over my ashes, you bloody bastard... She mine and not you or anybody else shall...touch her.. How dare you think look at her and jack off"

Buffy noted that Spike had Angel pinned to the ground and was making a bloody mess of his face.

" Damn what the hell is Spike doing back... must be Dru dumped him and he's blaming Angel for the slut's infidelity" she commented to Giles as she ran ahead to join the fray.

Giles felt a wave desire tear through his body. <Oh God it's Willow, She and Xander, damn him the girls pregnant. She's sending off waves of sexual energy. >

Buffy whammed Spike upside the head and he rolled off Angel. She went to help Angel up and notice him.. his.. gee she swallowed... what the..>

" Ah look the slayer, you better train your dog better lass, he sniffing round in places he shouldn't" Spike barked.

Angel quickly contained himself and jumped up and started for Spike again.

" Stay the hell away from her" Angel roared.

Angel landed a hard left blow, dropping Spike to the ground, As Angel stood looming over him.

Buffy moved to get between the two vampires.

She was flabbergasted when both seemed to moan and gasp simultaneously as if griped in orgasmic delight.

Willow still oblivious to the happenings outside her window had worked herself up into a sexual frenzy thinking about her William making love to her she lay upon the couch and used her fingers to pleasure herself imagining her husband's tongue, brought herself to climax. She gasped and cried out his name. She pulled up an afghan, and began to drift off into slumber.

Both Spike and Angel felt like their cocks were clenched by Willow's powerful core. Spike felt like every bone in his body was shattered.

Angel dropped to his knees and fell face forward from the shock.

Giles remained standing; just barely he had bitten his tongue to keep from crying out.

" What the hell's going on here" Buffy demanded.

Spike knew he should get the hell away from the angry slayer but couldn't seem to move. He thought well if she kills me know I'll have at least died a happy man.

Buffy went to help Angel to his feet. " What the hell were you and Spike fighting about now?"

Spike spoke up from his prone position on the ground. "Peaches and I were fighting over the little witch, keep him leashed or I'll neuter your dog".

Angel face flamed with embarrassment; he wasn't sure how things had gotten out of control so quickly. He could believe that he was masturbating while peeping at his best friend. He couldn't believe Buffy had witnessed his actions. He had to get away immediately or else he was going to wipe that smug smile of satisfaction off Spike's face permanently.

Angel turned to leave, and Buffy started to follow.

Giles new he had to get all of them out of there before Willow became aware of the situation. God only knows what she was capable of in a fit of anger. He was going to have to speak to her about this. He needed to clean himself up and think very carefully what to tell her.

He told Buffy to let Angel go and ordered Spike away before Buffy changed her mind and staked him .

"Giles explain to me what just happened?"

Spike collected himself and left before the slayer took out her anger with Angel on him. Spike thought to himself that the redheaded siren's magical tricks were going to stop. What if word got out that two of the most viscous demons in history were bested by a green-eyed mortal? He would never be taken seriously again. < After one hundred years with Dru, I'm not about to be caught in some other vixen's web. No not this demon. The red head was tempting. If she could make him feel so good... I could vamp her... No. You dumb bullock ... and be saddled with her for an eternity. >

Spike found two unsuspecting teens. He overheard them talking about school being closed for a conference the following day. He fed off them, when they wake up they'll have two very nasty hickeys, he laughed. He plotted his revenge against the witch. He would go to the school library, the little chit's home away from home. He would terrorize her < I'll scare the pants off her, well they may not be the way to go she could have me writhing at her feet in submissive pleasure. I will scare her into undoing the spell, and if she won't comply than maybe I'll torture one of her playmates. Yeah, I think librarian on the carpet may not be so bad after all. Beside I won't be cleaning it up. I'll go in daylight, take the sewers and tunnel under the school it will be more unexpected. > Spike headed back to the warehouse a spring in his step.

Angel had been at Willie's since he had left Willow's yard. He wasn't ready to face Buffy. He didn't want to see the hurt in her face and know that he had caused her more pain, yet again.

He had consumed at least four pints of blood. The cuts and bruises on his face had healed. He was feeling so embarrassed and ashamed of himself. He was angry at his childe, but even angrier with himself. What had gotten into him? He loved Buffy, but his feeling of desire and lust had erupted so arduously for Willow. He admitted that he cared for Willow deeply, she had always treated him like a friend. It was almost like his proximity to her and seeing her 'dancing" had acted like a drug. In thinking about her now outside of great shame and embarrassment, he had no erotic thoughts towards her. It was now daylight outside so it looked like he was camping out for the day.

Willow awoke on the couch and felt incredibly nauseous. < Gee what is with this? > She decided to start her day off with meditation. She would go to the library later, even though school was closed she knew Giles would be there. She was grateful that Giles had been so kind and protective, she hated doing the spell casting behind his back. She respected him greatly and was feeling guilt all the time. < That's probably why I'm so nauseous, guilt; I'll make an anti-nauseous sachet to wear around my neck. Willow decided to check out Seven Ray's bookstore before hitting the library. She might find another helpful text. She new she was putting off another lecture with Giles.

Xander hadn't been able to sleep. He kept thinking about Wills being pregnant with Giles baby. Xander wanted to talk to Willow about this but thought why isn't she talking to me her best friend. Xander decided to find out what Giles was going to do about this situation. What were his intentions with Willow? He had better not break her heart. Xander headed off to the library.

Giles sat in his office wiping his glasses for the twentieth time. His mind was preoccupied with how to address Willow's condition. His mind kept drifting back to last night's debacle. < Saint's in heaven the girl had given him, and the two vamps a " happy" as Xander would say. >

"Hey Giles", Xander called.

< Perhaps I should speak to Xander about this> "Yes Xander, good to see you." Giles said somewhat nervously.

"Look Giles, I want you to know I'm aware of Willow's condition" He blurted out.

"Good," < This makes things easier now that they both are willing to deal with the situation. > Giles replied somewhat relieved. Each man looked at the other to say something.

"And, you have some concerns?" Giles asked, hoping to get the boy to open up.

"Damn right, this whole thing never should have happened. I can't help but feel this is a big mistake." Xander continued.

< Mistake, why you insolent cretin you got your best friend pregnant and think it's a mistake, find time to back out on the girl now. > "I see, what does Willow think?" Giles asked with repressed contempt.

" Well, we haven't really... discussed it.. much..." Xander said somewhat defensively <Yeah, it pretty bad when my best friend doesn't see fit to confine in me."

" Just what are your feelings for Willow?" he asked angrily.

< Gee, I've made him mad now, he acting all jealous and possessive, tough textbook this is Willow we're talking about. I want to know what he feels and what he's going to do.>

" Look G-man what are you going to do?" Xander asked defensively

"Me," he sputtered, "I will help Willow in any way I can but surely you can see that she needs more help than I can provide."

Xander thought.

Giles thought.

Each man glared at the other, fists clenched. < If I beat the stuffing out of the boy, it might make me feel better but it would likely upset Willow more. >

Giles thought

< If I stomp the British shit out of him, it will likely drive Willow farther away from me, and it looks like she going to need me. >

Both men took a deep breath,

"Lets both take some time to process this a bit more and we can discuss it later?" Giles offered.

"Yeah, O.K." Xander agreed leaving the library.

Giles went to make himself a cup of tea. He was gong to pour a shot of brandy in it too he decided.

Angel was sitting in the corner of Willie's brooding. I'm going to have to find out what the hell Spike's doing here in town, looking to cause trouble. I wonder what the hell he was doing at Willow's. He better not be thinking what I think he's thinking. Willow will not be some replacement for Dru. What ever possessed me to turn him anyway. It's been so long, I can't remember why Angelus...

The door opened, and Angel felt a dark evil presence enter. He looked up and saw the answer to his last question. Aaron! Angel hadn't seen this warlock since the night he turned Spike. He remembered that he and Dru were in England and how this Warlock liked the black arts. He was a powerful warlock then. He had powerful protection spells to avoid being vamped or harmed. Angelus had found the warlock's sadistic rituals and spells very entertaining. As Angel, the man, he felt a shiver of fear for his own soul. Aaron was very old and strengthened his power and vitality by destroying souls. He had seen Aaron in action a few times. Aaron would torment and torture people with mental anguish and the more sensitive or good the soul the more pleasure and power Aaron exacted.

Angel new he was bad news, he wondered if the warlock would remember him after their short association. This being the hellmouth, his presence here put those he cared about in danger. I think Angelus should welcome his old friend.

Aaron was drawn to this establishment because he could sense the evil beings inside. He need to make some new connections. Aaron was surprised to see a Vampire, .. Angelus.. approach him. < My but it has been a long time. I wonder if the loony wench is still with him. >

Angel greeted Aaron warmly. " Aaron, do you remember me?" he asked holding out his hand.

" Angelus, yes" he asked

"What brings you to Sunnydale, Aaron, if you still know how to party I might be up to having a spot of fun." Angel smiled

Aaron shared he was in town looking to make a powerful witch his disciple. Despite Angel's questions Aaron was guarded and didn't tell him much. Angel knew Aaron was just being cautious and didn't push. Angel made an offer to help Aaron get acquainted with the town and it's offerings. < At least he could keep an eye on him until he figured out what and who was involved. Aaron was somewhat lukewarm in Angel's offer, but decided he could meet with the Vampire later to see what new tortures his 100 + years had devised. They agreed to meet at midnight in the Oakwood cemetery.

As soon as Aaron left, Angel went and called Giles. After Angel stressed the potential danger this Warlock presented to Sunnydale and the great difficulties they might have in stopping him, Giles agreed to meet Angel at Willie's.

Willow was pleasantly surprised to find the library vacant. She decided to make up the sachet first before she did any more research. Besides if Giles saw he would absolutely freak out.

She collected the spices, and gemstone she would need to create the simple healing spell. She used the workstation by the door so she would at least here if someone were approaching.

Willow did not hear Spike who crept in the back of the library via a heating duct from the basement of the school. Spike reviewed his mission, scare her, threaten her, even torture her friends; you must make this witch release you from this damn obsession.

< Bloody hell, does she have to smell so good, perhaps that lavender and vanilla is part of her damn spell>

She was humming softly to herself, a song that he knew, but...couldn't recall> Just look at her fixing to make some new hex.

She began singing softly;

" Inside my skin there is this space.... It twists and turns... It bleeds and aches... Inside my heart there's an empty room..."

The man recognized the tune he was close enough to touch her. Spike reached out his hand and touched her softly on her shoulder.

Willow whirled around; " Gee you scar...." Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes saw William.. No Spike the demon who... looks just like, smells like.. my husband. Willow crushed the glass vial she had in her hand. She gasped and opened her hand glass fell to the floor but a piece remained embedded in her palm.

Spike reached out and grasped her damaged hand. "Looks like you've hurt yourself Red" he said huskily.

< Oh Goddess he sounds like William, NO.. NO... NOT WILLIAM... BAD DEMON>

Spike pulled out the sliver of glass. He felt the siren's pulse quicken. < Yes she afraid, this will like be taking candy from a baby.> Blood ran across her palm. His eyes were riveted to her palm. Spike lifted her hand and ran his tongue along her palm. Her blood was intoxicating to his senses. He felt heat radiate inside him like he was standing before a raging fire. He used all his self-control to not put his game face on. He wanted to prolong the fear and agony before he scared her silly. She let out a little whimper

< Good> He dragged his tongue slowly across her palm again. He felt her body start to shiver.

Willow couldn't believe the sensation his tongue was creating. She whimpered in spite of herself. He still wore her beloved's face. His hair was different < NO NO NO THIS IS WRONG YOU WANT YOUR HUSBAND NOT...> He ran his tongue across her palm again lapping at the blood. She began to shake. Willow was wet with excitement. < NO NO. I won't betray his memory>

Spike lifted his eyes expecting to see terror in the sirens. He noted her lids were half closed and she was biting her lips to keep from.... He smelled her arousal.

Willow saw Spike's blue iris's disappear as his eyes dilated in sexual excitement. The man in him craved contact with her lips like the vampire craved the taste of her blood. Spike pulled her forward trapping her injured hand between their bodies as his lips sought hers.

Willow's mind was screaming NO. Her body had already surrendered. She gasped when Spike's cold lips touched hers. He used his tongue to invade her mouth. She tasted her own metallic blood. She wanted to taste him. She sucked and nipped at his bottom lip.

Spike groan, and felt her trapped hand splay across his chest. Her other hand snaked up behind his head to pull him closer into their kiss. He felt like he was on fire, blood surged to his throbbing cock. He pulled his mouth from her hungry lips and kissed her ear and licked her throat.

Willow purred as He licked her neck. She felt like she was going to combust. She could feel him rock hard against her. His body was cool to the touch but she was burning up. She wanted more. She dropped her free hand to his ass. She moved her other hand up and tugged his shoulder to remove his black duster. It pooled to the floor.

Spike moved his hands to her hips and lifted her up. He needed to touch her core. She mewled louder as her center brushed his erection. She wrapped her legs around his waist thrusting up against his tight black jeans. He moved quickly towards the conference table in the center of the library. It was the perfect height. He could maintain contact with her. And free his hands to touch her body. He slid his hands up and under her skirt before he sat her down.

Willow ass hit the table and she tightened her legs around his waist. Her skirt was bunched up about her waist. He hissed as he felt her wetness soak through her panties and warm his cold cock through his jeans. He quickly unbuttoned her blouse and his tongue thrust into her hot mouth. He yanked down the lace-covered breasts, her hardened peaks arched into his hands. He noted how her bra molded her freed breasts. He lowered his mouth and bit a nipple. She cried out, and thrust against him with her lower body and moved her hands from his ass to the bottom of his red silk shirt. She pulled, off she growled. He moved back and was about to help her remove his shirt when she pulled roughly button went flying and she yanked it partway off his shoulders baring his chest. She arched her breasts into his chest. Hot met cold and both of them moaned. He lowered his lips to suck and nips her breasts. She was driving him wild. He felt her hands clawing at his zipper. He pulled back and gave her access. She pushed his pants down his narrow hips.

Willow was surprised that Spike wore no underclothing. That's why I could feel him. She wanted him in her now. She ran her hands over his cool marble cock. Spike ran his hands up to her core and touched her through her silk panties. She gasped; he snaked his hands carefully around the crotch of her panties, careful to not entangle her downy curls and yanked her panties off. She jumped and then he rubbed his head against her clit. Willow thew her head back and moaned yes.

Spike could take no more he thrust into her. Willow arched into him and moved her arms back against the table to gain leverage so she could meet his thrust.

Spike was on fire. She was so hot and wet. He lowered his lips to her breast. Her arms braced against the table her head was thrown back and she was panting and moaning as he thrust into her.

Xander entered the library; his eyes took in an incredible sight. Xander was immobile like an insect in amber. He saw Spike's red shirt slipped down one shoulder, his black jeans around his ankles and his very white ass pumping into Willow. Willow's ass was setting on the middle of the conference room table; her arms were bracing her body so she could thrust her bare breasts into Spikes mouth. Her head was thrown back and she was growling like some type of feral cat. Spike looked like he was going to swallow one whole breast. He saw flashes of Willow curls as Spike pumped his red cock into her. Spike lifted his mouth and buried his face into her neck he grabbed Willow's hips thrust even harder. Willow made this loud keening sound with her voice, which Xander had never heard another human make before. She yelled out William. Spike vamped out and bit into her neck. He sucked her hot blood into his mouth and shot his cold seed into her body.

Xander thought he had just com in his pants. He still couldn't move and sweat ran down his face.

Who the hell is William?

Willow cried out in alarm and very roughly pushed at Spike's chest. < I've just fucked a demon, Oh Goddess, I'm... I'm...>

Spike had such a powerful orgasm he thought he might fall down, thus when Willow shove him hard backward, he tripped over his own pants and landed in a heap.

Willow pulled at her blouse and jumped off the table to flee, anywhere but here. She saw Xander standing frozen by the door.

Her eyes filled with tears and she ran back into Giles office slamming the door.

Spike was struggling to get up and zip his pants. He caught sight of the frozen Xander.

"You bloody bastard. How dare you I ought to rip your eyeballs out of your sockets and stuff your dick into your brain. Xander snapped out of his frozen reverie and bolted as fast as his legs would carry him. <How could she let him he thought suddenly sick to his stomach he wretched. Poor Giles. >

Spike could here Willow crying in the watcher's office. He crossed the room and tried to open the door. She had locked it. " Come on Red, open the door, let me in he pleaded"

"What the hell is going on here?" shouted Giles. He took in the shattered glass. He saw blood smeared over Spike's naked chest, saw torn panties, that he assumed belonged to Willow. He could hear her crying in his office.

Spike turned to the sound of the voice and saw not only the watcher but a very angry vamped out Angel.

" Oh Shit" Spike replied.

Willow couldn't believe she had just fucked Spike. <Oh Goddess what's the matter with me. I just cheated on my husband with the demon inhabiting his body. I like it... I loved it..> She cried harder feeling disgusted with herself. < And Xander saw US eweeeee Me acting like a wanton slut>

"Red" her heart overflowing with emotion as Spike used her husband's term of endearment.

"Let me in" She sobbed louder. < Oh Goddess, my body is still throbbing with desire for him. I can feel and smell his seed on me and I WANT HIM. I want to take him in my mouth and taste him. I want to open the door and fuck him all over again. What is wrong with me?>

Spike's body was still burning from his encounter with Willow. He realized as they mated that his broken dreams were actually bits and pieces of memories carried in this body by the man he used to be. She had called out his name as she climaxed. He responded and the demon who ruled, felt .... Jealous? I/He wanted to claim her also. He couldn't stop himself from tasting more of her blood. He had frightened her, he had disgusted her. He wanted to take away the pain he had caused.

Spike didn't know what kind of magic the bloody siren had done to be present in 1860's. Is she an immortal? She is very much alive. Spike wanted her more than anything he could remember since being created. She was so upset. Does she remember?

"What the hell is going on here?" shouted Giles.

" Oh shit" Spike replied turning and seeing not only a murderous watcher but... is that Angelus

Spike realized the state of the room. Broken glass, his shirt hanging off, ripped, her torn panties on the floor, her could smell her blood on his chest and back from her injured hand. He was at half-mast wanted more. They think I've raped her. < Goodbye Pet nice loving you>

Spike emitted a groan as he saw the dark hair puppy enter the library with the fire ax in his hands.

"Oh Good I'm still in time for the dismemberment."

All three moved forward, Xander threw back his own threatening words. " I saw we start by pulling his eye balls out and then cut off his dick and fuck him in the brain"

Spike backed up against the wall outside the office door. < No way to escape, Their going to rip me apart and toss my torn bits into the sunlight> " It's not really what it looks light, mate's" he began. < Shut up Spike, I be better off admitting it and begging for mercy. I can't tell them the truth. I don't even know the truth. Whatever could he say, Red had wanted him, He had made her cry out in ecstasy. Oh yeah tell them that truth, They really want to hear Willow's fucked your demon ass. >

The three moved in unison, slowly forward.

" You're going to die a painful death.... Angel rasped, restraining Spike up against the wall.

The door to Giles office quickly opened:

" Bored now" Willow purred. " Who else wants to play with me?" Willow licked her still oozing palm like a cat. She gave a feral grin; Spikey doesn't like to play pony games. She pouted. But you like rough pony games don't you puppy" she said huskily grabbing Angel's two ass cheeks. He jumped and let go of Spike's throat.

All four men stared at her, each had a raging hard on.

Spike noticed her skirt looked more hiked up than before and her blouse was unbutton so low you could see the creamy flesh of her breasts above her lacy bra. She walked across the room and bent over to pick up the scrap of her panties. The four men were speechless because all the blood in their bodies and brains was flooding their cocks. Their eyes strained as she bent over, but were treated to only a small glimpse of Willow'' bare ass. She picked up the panties, turned around towards them and tossed her panties in Xander's direction. Xander cam for the second time in thirty minutes in his own pants.

Spike was even more confused. < I've gone completely insane. I must have been dusted and sent to hell and this is it but I don't know I'm in hell. This red hair siren tortures me, she teases every man around her and I'm expected to watch.>

Spike had enough. " Stop looking at my bloody wife, like she's a piece of chocolate!" he growled.

The three men's head snapped back to look at Spike. " You wife?" they echoed in unison.

Willow took this distraction as opportunity to bolt. As she ran, like the coward she was, she giggled at her quick thinking. I can blame the whole thing on evil, skanky vamp me.

Xander, the only one of the three men to have gotten any release over the recent naughty vampire 'Willow display, repeated with awe, "You're married to the Vamp Willow?"

< Willow's not a vampire, what are they talking about? He had fucked many a vampire in his time but had never experienced anything like he just had with Red. Hot blooded, warm, tight, and so sweet> Spike in full vamp mode was torn between thrashing the lusty looks off Angel, Giles and Xander faces for leering at his wife and chasing after her to take her again himself. I'm in hell I just know it>

Buffy entered the library, " Deja vous, somebody better start talking before I hurt you guys. Willow just ran me over in the hallway," she said rubbing her ribs.

< This is like some bad repeat of last night in Willow's front yard. Both Angel and Spike were in full vamp mode and everyone except Xander looked like they were going to bust out of their pants. >

"Spike's married to Skanky Vamp Willow" Xander offered excitedly, practically bouncing up and down."

Spike growled menacingly and moved towards the peeping puppy.

Buffy said, "Guy's that was no Vamp that ran me over in the hallway. Willow was running for her life, she was all sweaty and smelled kinda.... Funky, and was hot as a stove. Course taking a look at the four of you and the looks of this room... < If I weren't the slayer I might run too> I'm waiting, talk." She demanded tapping her foot.

Giles began to move towards the conference table, sat down on the table and jumped up as his ass was sitting in something wet and sticky; he lifted his hand and groaned. " The erratic behavior, labile mood, her pregnancy may be a factor.. " he mumbled.

"Willow's pregnant?" cried Angel and Buffy.

< Oh Dear, I didn't know I said that out loud>

"Which one of you wankers knocked up my wife?" Spike roared.

Giles and Xander angrily glared and pointing at one another answered. " He did"

Aaron had lived 1200 years and felt like he was watching some great folly unfold. Well, my little sortilege, you certainly have these fools chasing their tails. He had never met a slayer before, but had heard of their kind. The older man had some magical powers himself. Angelus appeared to have some connection to the witch. Ah, that's right she was doing the spell to help him, and ended up with that other moron. He witnessed her actions in the library with, the demon that used to be her pimple of a husband. < Such a lusty lass, It's going to be even more thrilling as I break you and devour your soul, > Aaron was hard just thinking about it. You've blessed me with an added bonus, your babe Willow, has an even more powerful soul than you. I'll have to protract the process until the babe is born. It's been so long since I had such a newly reborn soul. Aaron licked his lips. Well this time line is a bit crowed. How would my little disciple like to go back and see her 'precious William' he laughed evilly. < Why don't these fools get blinds for this school library window? >

Aaron was going to pay his new disciple a visit.

Willow made it home in record time it. Her mind was still reeling from all the recent developments. < I keep telling so many fibs not only am I going to be vomiting all the time but also my nose is starting to grow. I could tell that Angel, Giles and Xander bought the evil willow thing. The look on their faces. I can't believe I'm so naughty. . Willow felt excited just thinking about her wanton behavior. She put her hand up to her neck; < It was sore and throbbed just like my clit. > Goddess, what is Spike doing here? He said something about his wife. Does he remember about us? I married William not some demon. I tried to save him. Willow felt her eyes fill with tears again. He probably wants another love spell for Dru. I need a shower. I need to get his sent off my body; it's driving me crazy. I want to go back to my sweet William. Willow stripped and entered the bathroom.

Both Angel and Spike were growling over the announcement of Willow's pregnancy.

"Me" Giles and Xander shouted in surprise.

< Hell, I'm in hell. Willow is more promiscuous than Dru. I'll just kill them both and peaches too cause if he hasn't already shagged her he's of the mind to; he been sniffing round her like a bitch in heat. >

Buffy started to laugh.

"What's so bloody funny the four men yelled?"

" You guy's " she laughed holding her side. Xander, Giles never slept with Willow, and I know that Will's hasn't slept with Xander she would have told me.

" That's right ever since the kidnapping, Wills has had this rigid no touching rule." Xander said, staring at Spike.

" I know she and Oz haven't either. Willow is still a virgin. Giles what makes you think Willow is pregnant?"

"Perhaps I am mistaken about the pregnancy... but..." Giles was interrupted by Xander.

"Well if she was still a virgin, she's not anymore" Xander, Giles, and Angel focused their gaze on Spike.

"You don't mean... him.. eweee" Buffy cried.

"We were about to kill him before you arrived Buffy, now you can join the party" Xander grinned.

< Shame on me for thinking bad things about my wife> "My wife" he croaked. Spike brain finally internalized this information. I'm married to the red headed witch. Spike then proceeded to feel light headed, like he couldn't breath, saw stars and fainted dead away.

" I think Spike lost what few marbles he had left after Dru left him. What's this married stuff?" Buffy asked.

"I say we kill him now, before he regains consciousness" Xander suggested.

A messenger entered the library. "Is there a Rupert Giles here?"

"Yes" Giles replied.

" Sign for this package"

Giles wasn't expecting anything. He noted this package was from the Watcher's headquarters in London. He set it down and began to open the package. He saw what looked like a bunch of old manuscripts. He opened the new envelope, which held a typed letter.

Dr. Rupert

Enclosed are personal letters and journals of Willow Ann Rosenberg Ashton. She originally mailed these items to your great uncle Giles in 1869 from Leeds, in Yorkshire. She gave explicit instructions that you receive these things this week.

Sincerely

Marilyn Foster.

"Dear God, She didn't" Giles stammered.

Giles picked up a faded letter addressed to him. An old photo slipped out and skidded across the floor landing at Xander's feet. He bent over picked it up and saw a black and white image of Willow and Spike looking lovingly into one another's eyes. Xander fainted.

Willow toweled off and felt suddenly sleepy, she entered her bedroom and a scream died in her throat. Aaron, she gasped.

Spike quickly regained consciousness, < Must all been some sort of drug infected blood I drank to give me such vivid, crazy hallucinations..> Spike realised he wasn't in any drug induced stupor. He saw the pup passed out on the floor< Must be I nailed the moron>. He heard the watcher: "She didn't, why the lying little minx... I had no idea her powers were so advanced.." Giles lamented

"Do what, ... Giles your kinda scaring me here, actually your all kinda scaring me" Buffy repeated.

"Giles, its no coincidence that Spike and Aaron are here and Willow been.... so... so... different." Angel offered

"Will somebody tell me what is going on?" Buffy cried. " Aaron" cried Angel and Giles

"Willow could be in grave danger," Giles said excitedly. Spike moved forward to the group. "What do you mean danger? Buffy, wake up Xander and ask him to find Willow, I want her butt back her to help us sort out this mess." Giles ordered.

Giles turned toward Spike, "What do you know about this situation? Giles asked angrily pointing at Spike.

" I'm pretty unclear at to what is going on. Either I'm in some sort of hell and don't know it, or the bloody witch put some sort of tortuous hex on me." Spike answered.

"Your going to wish you're in hell if you don't tell us what you remember!" Angel in full game face approached Spike and pushed him roughly down into a chair.

Xander was coming round over Buffy ministrations. " Ow, what... He picked up the photo, jumped up, pushed past Buffy and shoved the photo in Spike's face. " Explain this... you are not married to Willow... it's some sort of sick joke... right," he asked desperately.

"Is that what I look like?" Spiked asked somewhat surprised. " I'm a handsome chap," he grinnedXander smacked the grin off Spike's face. Angel moved forward to prevent Spike from leaping up out of the chair to throttle Xander." We don't have time for this CHILDISH NONESENSE" Giles roared. All four sets of eyes turned to see Giles's red face, with an old letter in his hand.

"Xander, get you ass over to Willow's and see if she there, if not find her and drag her sorry ass back here ASAP. She somehow messed with a time travel spell and she's is in grave danger."

All four were stunned by Giles outburst. " Move Xander time might be against us." He prodded. Xander took off like a bullet.

Buffy swallowed hard, < I've never seen Giles so upset, he wasn't even this upset after he found out I had kept Angel's return secret. Oh Wills what have you done... Please be OK. >

Angel approached Giles, " You think Aaron is here for Willow?" " From what you told me of this warlock, yes." Giles replied. In scanning one of Willow letter's she explains a bit about what happened. Both Buffy and Spike crowed closer to the watcher to try and make sense of the situation.

" Well she did tell the truth when she said she was trying to help you Angel. She had found this soul-binding spell, but the problem was that she needed to bind your soul before you were turned. She then found this time travel spell, Saint's know where. She took some locket from the mansion and somehow ended up in Leeds is 1869. She met up with William Ashton. In her efforts to get back home she met up with this Aaron character. He was very willing to work with her to mentor her. Aaron had found a way for Willow to travel back to the present. Willow apparently thought herself in love with William Ashton, they married. Willow apparently knew that William might be turned as had occurred in history. She used a powerful protection spell upon a crucifix to keep him safe. Willow says she has included journal entries and letters to us all, she sends us all her love and enclosed a wedding photo so we could know how happy she was." Giles took a deep breath and noted everyone's intense gaze upon him.

He continued, " Something must have gone wrong, history likely repeated itself, we know William was turned. Somehow thank God Willow made it back here.

Spike looked paler than pale. " You... you he stammered took me away from her... you and that WARLOCK AARON!" Spike wailed looking very much a vulnerable human. " I'm so sorry," Angel whispered looking away and moving back from Spike's pain filled visage.

"He remembers bits and pieces about her, it explains my recent obsession with her... I clearly remember the night I died. The dark hair evil one lured me into the alley... he stunned me and took my crucifix... you. you.. attacked me.. accused me... ripped my throat out as I saw my beloved wife watching. My last human thoughts were for her salvation from you." Spike glared at Angel, unshed tears in his blue eyes.

Buffy sighed, breaking the tension, "So what about this nasty witchie guy? What does he want from Wills anyway?"

Angel announced softly, " He wants her soul... he mentally torturous people ... he usually uses the persons thoughts and memories and makes them feel and think that the ones they love most are inflecting horrific, anguish, pain, betrayal upon them. He breaks apart a person's soul that way bit by bit. He leaves the body intact, destroys the mind little by little. The more sensitive and loving the soul the more pleasure he gains by ripping the fabric of their being away. He then can use the shell of the body to do practically whatever it wants."" So how do we stop him Giles?" Buffy asked. " We need to find Willow first and make sure she's safe. Angel, do you know where Witch's Hollow is?""Yes"

"Good go there and keep an eye out for this Aaron. This is the focal point where Willow crossed time and returned somehow. Go there and keep a lookout." Giles asked.Angel nodded his head and left. " Where do you think your going?" Giles asked Spike's retreating form. " Out to find the damn witch" he replied

" No, I need you and Buffy to help me sort through the material to see what we can learn about the situation and Aaron. You may be able to answer some questions and fill in the blanks. Ah before we can begin.. clean up the conference room table and go put on a shirt... I have a fresh one in my office..."

Xander looked for Willow at her house. He looked in every place where he thought she might be but he found no sign of her and he was terrified. He began to run back to the library.

Angel had been in the trees of the clearing for a few minutes when he saw and felt Aaron approach. He noted he was carrying an unconscious Willow in his arms. Angel put on his game face and approached the warlock and his friend stealthily. Aaron entered what looked like a magic circle and placed Willow upon the ground. Angel took this as his opportunity to attack. Angel met with an invisible barrier. He bounced off and landed upon his ass. He jumped up growling and snarling at Aaron to turn Willow loose. Angel received electric shocks each time he tried to break though the barrier.. He could smell his singed flesh. Aaron laughed. She mine now and forever. How about a little momento from an old friend. Aaron mumbled some words and Angel felt a heavy pressure inside his brain. His mind was flooded with viscous images of Willow being attacked and violated and betrayed and terrorized by himself, and everyone she cared about. The horror in the visual images brought Angel to his knees, he fell face forward onto the grass. He saw a white light flash from the circle and both Willow and Aaron were gone.

Angel got up and made his way back to the library. His body was burned; his mind was reeling from images of what the warlock had planned to do to Willow. Angel sobbed and cried uncontrollably.Angel entered the library. Giles, Buffy, Xander and Spike jumped up from the table. Each person noted Angel's injuries and that his eyes were still leaking blood filled tears.He sobbed " she's gone."

Spike's vamp speed had him across the room and clutching Angel by the shoulder, " What do you mean? Gone where?"

Giles, Buffy and Xander were just behind Spike. Buffy cried out in concern for Angel, as he slumped into unconsciousness into Spike's arms. The shock of the burns and mental anguish Angel saw the madman was to inflect upon his friend caught up with him.

Spike was shaking Angel, " Wake up, where is she?" he cried in panic. He felt like a part of him died all over again. <This little red-hair witch can't be dead! I can't loose her all over again! >

Buffy pulled at Spike, "Stop your hurting him" Giles felt panicked himself. < Think man> "Angel's in shock, he needs blood to heal. He retrieved a box cutter from the desk and slashed his forearm as he moved toward Angel. Giles pushed Buffy back and put his bloody arm to Angel's lips. Angel growled and began sucking with greed. Giles felt slightly nauseous. Xander you're next.

" Why should I help dead boy here, it sounds to me as usual he's the cause of most of this." Xander said with venom.

" I'm not happy about any of this, but we need to know what happened to Willow. I thought you were her friend." Spike said shoving Xander next to Giles.

"I'll do whatever it take, Blondie, to help Wills" he said slitting his arm. Giles pulled away from Angel and Xander stuck his arm up to Angel's mouth. " Oh this is so fucking gross" he whined.

Angel wounds began to mend and he regained consciousness. He realized he was sucking off Xander's arm and pulled back. " Yuck" he glared. Angel's eyes filled with bloody tears again as his mind replayed the recent events.

"What happened to Wills?" Xander asked with desperation in his voice as he used a wad of paper towels to staunch the flow of blood from his arm. Angel wiped his face." Aaron took her... back.." he whispered. " I tried to stop him ... I couldn't get through the barrier..."

" Gone back where?" asked Buffy. " I suspect he took her back to 1869, which he is familiar, and can be rid of us at the same time." Giles implied

" So lets go get her... you can do some fancy mo-jo Giles and we'll bring her back" Buffy uttered.

" Buffy, it's not that simple, I'm afraid". Giles said sadly. " Simple or not, you'll do it mate!" Spike demanded.

" It's almost daylight now, we can't make the spell work without at least some phase of the moon.

Besides we need to know more about Aaron so we can defeat him and bring Willow back."Spike Angel anything either of you can remember might be helpful. "Willow's pregnant" Angel blurted

" Angel, we covered this topic. Even though she did the nasty with dead boy junior.... Vamps can't um.. right? " Xander stuttered."No" Spike growled "Aaron got inside my head before he left. He said he was leaving me a momento ... he showed me the kinds of things he was going to... going to... make Willow believe.. to torture and break her... and.. When he gets inside your head you can get inside his a little too. I know Willow's pregnant and he is going to torture her slowly until the babe is born .. so he can... do the same to the child." Angel explained, a red tear skipped from his eye. " Let's pick up the pace on this rescue plan people." Spike replied testily. " So we get her and the baby."

< I' don't care who the hell the baby's father is, I just need ... need her ... safe. >

"But Willow hasn't been with anyone until today, right?" Buffy asked puzzled. Giles spoke up, " Although Willow was only gone from our time line for a matter of minutes she was in 1869 for nearly three months. She married William Ashton... "

" Oh you don't mean that he.. he's the father," Xander cried in disgust, pointing at Spike

" Me" Spike trilled. < She's pregnant with my child? She PREGNANT WITH MY CHILD, OUR CHILD> Spike closed his eyes tight to hold back the tears he felt welling up.

Angel looked as his childe; he saw the force of emotions that played over his face. As Spike opened his eyes, Angel's brown orbs met Spike's blue. " We'll get her back, I promise". Angel knew Spike was a very emotional demon and that likely the man he was before he was changed was also something special. Why else would gentle Willow have fallen in love with him. " Wow" Buffy sat back down at the conference room table. Xander also saw the play of emotions over Spike's face. < The demon bastard has feeling for her after all. This is Willow we're talking about. Who wouldn't be in love with her>?Giles began, Let's formulate the plan shall we. " Angel, let's start with what you know about what Aaron has planed for Willow." Angel shared some censored images of what kinds of things Aaron had planned to torture her with. He plans to plant memories of each of us hurting, molesting, terrorizing and betraying her. He's already feeding off Willow's guilt. She's feeling pretty torn up about lying to us all about the time travel spell, about not being able to save William from me. I mean Angelus.. about her fu... sex with Spike.. she feels she's betrayed William somehow." Spike rolled his eyes.

Giles asked, " You talked about the person's mind being invaded as being able to see into Aaron's. Is he aware of this?"

"Yes, that's why he likely to be careful. He knows he needs to go slow, till.. till.. the baby.. He can befriend Willow; He plan's to take her back to William again. He plans on manipulating the situation so that this time he can wring out more grief and heartache from her. He will be kind to Willow, befriend her and she won't know what is truly going on. He will likely use William as a lever to control her subtly as he projects images of our causing hurt and betraying her. "

" So the bastard uses William as bait in the trap and turns Willow against all of us?"

"Yes, and he slowly sucks the soul out of her bit by bit till she'll be nothing but an empty soulless shell." Angel shuddered. Giles had them divide up the letters and journals Willow sent to try and gain any other useful information.

" Are you all right Buffy?" Angel asked putting his hand on her arm as tears flowed down her cheeks. She wrote about her wedding it was so beautiful.. she really loved him. Buffy stole a glance at Spike. Xander couldn't help but feel jealous about Willow choosing William over all of them. " At least Wills knows that this thing isn't the man she married." He pointed at Spike.

Spike snorted, he was having a hard time believing it also. That this young women, who obviously loved her friends, was willing to remain with a man she barely new. He remembered only bits and pieces of William's time with her. Spike himself had witnessed Willow's fearlessness and fire when she attacked Angel in anger over his killing her husband.

Giles had outlined a basic plan. We need to duplicate the spell tonight at midnight, since it's the last phase of the blue moon. However, it seems that the moon phases are synchronous even over time. So that means whom ever goes back to rescue Willow will be stuck in 1869 for at least another full month before the next full moon. Getting Willow away from and keeping Willow away from Aaron will be the next big obstacle. Angel has pointed out that it's likely Aaron will be kind to Willow; and through his manipulations her trust with all of us may be broken, so she herself may be uncooperative with her own rescue. We will need to use talisman of some sort to work the spell to allow the travel over time to her. We also need to think about getting Willow and the rescue party back. Strong emotional bonds and emotions need to be present to aid the spell in working both ways.

By twelve noon the group was arguing furiously over who was going to be sent back by to rescue Willow.

Buffy insisted it be her. "Willow is my best friend, besides I'll slay that Warlock's ass."

Angel and Spike argued they should go, both cited being familiar with Leeds and their ability to fit into the time line without attracting undue attention. Xander insisted his bond with Willow was the strongest, thus insuring a successful leap over time, He also pointed out that both Angel and Spike being Vamps were not going to be as useful during daylight hours. Xander knew how stubborn Willow could be if she made her mind up about something. He knew he could get through to her.

Giles said he needed to think about this logically and rationally. He asked that Xander fetch some sort of jewelry of Willow's from her house. Giles sent Buffy to his house to collect the original spell that Willow had outlined in her ' letter from Amy".

< Giles knew that he would be hard pressed to work the spell. He was worried about the warlock's power's Buffy leaving the hell mouth for an entire month didn't seem feasible. Xander although close to Willow probably could gain her trust again, but the boy couldn't battle the warlock. That left Angel and or Spike. Willow was having a hard time accepting Angel as anyone other than Angelus. He thought it highly unlikely he could gain her trust. The girl might just stake him. That left Spike; he was powerful enough to possibly fight the warlock, how could he gain her trust. Ah Willow, is very taken with William, what if we make Willow believe that Spike is William? > Giles announced his decision about Spike being the one to go. Everyone else disagreed. Giles told everyone to shut up, he was going to explain the finer details of the plan, and they still need to work fast to pull this all off. He pointed out that Spike/ William already had a ... bond of sorts. Thus with a talisman (an old charm bracelet Xander had given Willow on her 13th birthday) Spike should be able to go back in time. He pointed out that Angel and Spike had a bond, perhaps not a .. positive one, but never the less, strong emotions and blood were involved. This meant that Spike and Willow getting back to this time seemed highly likely. Spike was to bring Angel's ring and Willow could perform the spell to bring them back at midnight on the next full moon."

"Yeah but Will's not going to trust Blondie, if what you said about Aaron's manipulations he going to be top on her shit list."

"Correct Mr. Harris, but as Willow tricked us into believing she was a vampire, we're going to trick her into believing Spike is William." "Good theory G-man but Wills the smartest person I know. Once she touches Mr. Ice cube or gets suspicious about why he can't go outdoors in daylight. " "Yeah besides what about the real William" Buffy asked. " It is my belief that William Ashton will be vamped by Angelus, this has happened twice already. History will repeat itself, that man will be turned. AS Angel indicated Aaron would likely have Willow witness this event again. If Spike can get Willow away and hide out until it's time to return, and Mr. Ashton can be persuaded to leave Leeds's, say go to London. After all, my watcher texts indicate William the bloody was turned by Angelus there. We correct the time stream continuity, and save Willow undue grief." "Giles the plan sounds good, but I'm with Xander Willow's not going to be fooled easily.

"That's why were going to use some magic manipulation of our own. Here is list of things I will need to work magic on Spike.

"What type of magic are we talking about mate?" Spiked asked.

Six hours later

" Wow" Giles he looks just like the guy in the photo, Buffy Gushed. " How" Giles was sitting in a chair looking totally exhausted. For starters, I used a type of vanity spell to grow out Spike's hair. The spell made his hair grow very fast and as, he is not a natural blond, I cut out and trimmed his hair to look like before.

"But he's warm to the touch" Buffy said in amazement. "Yes, Spike will need four times the amount of blood he used to aid the spell's ability to make his blood appear warm. This spell also will enable him to... be out in daylight."

"What, Giles that's not possible." Buffy exclaimed. "Yes the spell is not difficult, but it is a highly guarded spell, It's difficult enough to kill the creatures without them being able to run around in daylight. As with the warmth, the energy and blood needed to be outside for any length of time is vast. I have explained to Spike how to use the charm, to turn on and off this protective spell. I also am not sure what long-term effects it may have on his body."Like what?" "There may be a limit to the spells power of protection and his body may not be able regenerate itself with or without blood." Giles said. Spike is aware of the possible consequences but is going anyway.

Willow woke up and proceeded to vomit. <Goddess I feel .... Like shit.. worse then shit...> She washed her face in the water basin. She was one big oozing puss filled corpuscle of hurt; her jaw, throat, her eyes felt like sandpaper had been rubbed on them. Her heart was broken. Her eyes filled up with tears again remembering how her whole world clasped.

Willow had knocked down Buffy running out of the library as she tried to escape from having to deal with her wanton actions. Xander had seen her and Spike. Spike ... What was she thinking... That's just it Rosenberg you weren't thinking at all. Fucking a demon. Willow just wanted to get home and hide, meditate and think.

Buffy apparently blew her cover because Xander was waiting in front of her house leaning up against Giles car. She tried to walk past him, couldn't look in his eyes.

He grabbed her arm sharply, " Where the fuck do you think your going bitch!" Willow was surprised, surprised mostly because Xander was hurting her and it scared her, cause Xander would never hurt her on purpose ever. " I'm here to drag you ass back to the library, Giles is pissed and he wants some answers."

" Xander you're hurting me she cried" Willow was even more frightened when she saw the look in Xander's eyes. She tried to step back. He pulled her forward roughly.

" So you like to get fucked by a demon Wills?" he grinned almost looking demonic himself.

" How's about giving a little tail to your bud Huh" He pulled her hair, and ground his lips against her lips in a savage kiss. Willow tried to push away. He pulled her hair back and slapped her across the face. " How rough do you want it Wills?"

" Xander please.. " she begged tears running down her stinging face.

" No need to beg Wills" Xander hissed and pulled her into a brutal kiss.

He was trying to push his tongue into her mouth, she attempted to resist but, he bit her lip and as she cried out and he thrust into her mouth. He then bit at her tongue.

Willow struggled against him, she could feel his hard arousal, and she thought she was going to chock on the taste of her own blood.

She bit him back. He backhanded her so hard she fell to the ground. " Oh baby likes it rough, does she?"

"Gotta admit Wills I'm a bit angry that you didn't save yourself for me. Let's see if there's any virgin territory left.

Willow had been sobbing and tried to crawl away half in shock, when Xander grabbed her by the leg and pounced on her pinning her to the ground. He roughly pulled up her skirt. Willow whimper no, she was ashamed as his eyes took in her nakedness. He grabbed her hips and turned her over. He grabbed her ass, between his hands and lifted her hips up. Willow was shocked out of her hazed stupor, she knew Xander meant to rape her. She screamed and cried harder, begging no.

Xander roughly turned her back over. He said" I lost all respect for you, and your begging for me to fuck you is such a big turn off. I've had second thought's I wouldn't want any part of you... ... stinking C---T not after you let that demon fuck you. He spit in her face.

Willow kept sobbing, Xander pulled her up and shoved her in the back of Giles car

Willow thought she must be in hell, what was happening to her. She wanted to throw herself out of the moving car. Xander had lost his mind. She was still afraid he might change his mind and finish what he started. Willow bit her knuckles to keep from making any sounds at all. She shrunk down on the floor trying to just disappear

Xander dragged her into the library where she was met with angry glares of Angel, Buffy and Giles.

Willow wanted to run from Xander and ask them to help her, she was crying again. Giles started towards her. " What are you crying about you filthy liar." He was waving a letter, one of her letters to be sent to him.

"I trusted you and you've lied to me.. to us again and again young lady. You have endangered Buffy and the rest of us for the last time. I want you out of this library and I NEVER want to lay my eyes on you again.

"Giles please," she cried reaching out to touch him. " let me explain"

He pulled away, like she had burned him. " Don't put your filthy lying hand on me you cock sucking demon whore" he whisper barely audible. The look he had given Willow was worse than the words.

Willow wanted the floor to open up and swallow her. She looked over at Angel and Buffy trying to get some support or understanding.

" You made your bed Willow now it's time to lie in it." Buffy said shrugging her shoulders.

"Why don't you go back to your weak willed husband William before I vamp him." Angel said smiling.

Willow ran once again... she wanted to throw herself off a bridge... no she was going to go back to William he loved her.. She could help him this time.

Willow in her pain addled frenzy ran headlong into Spike. Hello Pet, I had to cut out before cause your friends were going to make flaming Spike- cu-bobs out of me. I really wanted to ask if you could do a love spell for me, to get Dru back. Willow's mind couldn't really process all of this after what had happened. " What.. " she stammered. " Look pet you don't think that little shagging in the library meant anything." " I love Dru, you just happened to be on hand I was in the mood for a snack.. hadn't had a women in a while so.."

Willow mind snapped, It was all to much she felt overcome with anger, and smacked Spike across the face.

"Look love, I just explained that your not my type, you're too flat chested, way to skinny, and just a bit more appealing than a lad.. no hard feelings though so .. you can stop with the attempt at violent foreplay and work a spell or what?"

Willow kicked him hard in the groin and ran and ran home like a coward.

She couldn't wait until she was able to shower both Spike and Xander from her. She just tried to block out everything. As she left the shower she was startled..

Aaron apologized for scaring her. He said that William had been heart sick and wanted her back. Aaron offered to take her home. Willow felt somewhat better that at least her husband still loved her.

Willow ran up the stairs to their room and opened the door. She was flabbergasted to see her William having sex with Dru. William was kissing her huge breasts and pumping into her. Willow vomited. William saw her and tried to talk to her.. Willow fainted. She woke up in Aaron's house. He held her and soothed her as she cried. He made her promise to not try and hurt herself. He said he was very worried she would do something rash. He fixed up a room, which had no windows, and he removed anything that might possibly be used to harm herself. He gave her a sleeping potion and said he would lock her in to keep her safe. He said she only needed to call out his name and he would come to her.

Willow called out to Aaron.

At 11:00 p.m. everyone squeezed into Giles car. Giles was asking Spike to repeat the plan again.

< Does he think I'm a dumb ox>?

" I get there and need to find William and try to find out where Willow is. I need to get the living me out of there and find Red. I need to persuade her to come with me. Lay low until the next full moon."

Giles interrupted, remember if what Angel says is true she may not even trust William at this point. Don't underestimate this Warlock's power over her. Don't underestimate Willow's cunning either. Use the chloroform I've given you to knock her out. Get away someplace safe then try reasoning with her and explain the warlock's influence."

Spike and the watcher disagreed about using the drug on her in her condition. Giles assured him it would not harm her or the babe, and be better to cause the least amount of emotional stress to her.

Spike rubbed his hands over his face and felt thick stubble. The vanity spell had grown out his hair and he had shaved several times, yet his face felt scratchy with new growth. Buffy and Xander were arguing over space in the front.

Angel leaned closer to Spike and whispered, " please be very careful with Willow, Aaron's images and mind manipulation rank up there with the kind of tortuous thing Angelus was capable of. She may be terrified of you, I mean William at this point. Aaron showed me Giles calling her filthy names and rejecting her, images of Buffy and myself mocking her, you degrading her after... you know and the worst Xander violently raping her."

" He what!" Spike yelled reaching forward grabbing Xander in a headlock, about to snap his neck. Giles almost dove off the road.

"No" Angel yelled, grabbing at Spike. " He didn't,... Aaron will just project it into her mind, like he did mine."

Giles was able to keep the car on the road. " Hey " cried Buffy

Xander gasped for air as Spike let go, at Angel's urging. " Man your going to have to control your game face too, you change every time you get upset" Angel chided.

Spike was going to rip the Warlock apart. How dare he hurt his Willow.

Giles had Spike stand in the center of the newly made circle. He asked everyone else to stand back outside the circle. He asked Spike if he was ready. Spike said yes. Spike held the small charm bracelet that belonged to Willow in his hands. He was to repeat the spell word for word after Giles.

"Hey, man.. your going to bring her back right... tell her I.. we love her and need her here K." Xander asked.

" Yes, count on it mate" Spike answered.

Giles recited the spell. William repeated the words. William saw a rush of white light and felt great pain in his head.

He opened his eyes and smelled animal dung. < home smelly home>. He got up and tried to figure out where he was exactly. He walked out of an alleyway. It had been over 100 years since he had been here. Things looked a little familiar He headed in the direction of where he thought Randy's Pub was.

Spike quickly entered the pub. He saw Mary, her back to him. He felt an unaccustomed flush of happiness.

He impulsively rushed up and hugged her. Mary squealed, " "Put me down" she apparently recognized William.

"Why you dirty dog, I expected you to come back here with your tail between your legs, drunk as a skunk." She chided. " What the matter with you, it's not bad enough you hurt your wife, I didn't expect you'd be smiling and happy."

Spike suddenly felt like he been kicked in the head. " What do you mean Mary? He asked innocently.

" You broke that lass's heart in a million pieces.. how could you do.. shag.. some other women in your own bed fer Christ's sake. She berated.

" Where is she?" he asked. " Like I would tell you, you damn dog." " Her friend sent someone by to collect her things this morning." "Your not welcome her any more William." Mary said sadly

Spike left the pub feeling a bit forlorn. <Where would I be? Mary's right getting legless in the most skanky pub looking to get in a brawl. > Spike headed for the waterfront. He went into two other pubs before he had any luck in locating his undead self. He approached William who looked like he was about to fall over. " Hey mate, mine if I have a seat?" The tavern keeper did a double take. Spike commented, " S'my twin brother, can I have an applejack and another for my brother." William lifted his head and squinted hazily at the blurred figure setting next to him. " Thanks mate".

Spike asked, " So why the long face, let me guess women troubles?"

" S'm wife she left me for another man." William said bleary eyed.

"Maybe, your better off without the wench." Spike replied He couldn't help but notice the scratches on Williams's face.

" Shut yer bloody mouth she the most.. wonderful creature.. I never loved anyone like her fore." William answered with tears in his eyes.

" What happened?" Spike asked getting impatient< Tell me I'm not this pathetic when I'm drunk all googley eyed. >

" She cused me of sleeping with some women named Dru. I don't even know anyone by that name. She completed lost it shrieking, tried to scratch my eyes out; crying and pointing like she could see someone in the room. I tried to comfort her.... help her... she vomited all over me and passed out. Tween you and me that Aaron got some sort of hex on her or something. He squired her away. I can't find her." He said sighing and put his head back down upon the bar.

< What a pathetic excuse of a man I used to be. I'd be damned before I let another man walk off with my wife. Well I guess I actually did in a way and I really am damned> Spike shook his head. Don't think about it to hard. Think about where the slime ball is with Willow. Angel had given him an idea of what area of the city to check first. Angel explained as Angelus Aaron had a small house on Liberty Street. Near the wharf. What am I going to do with this sad sack?

Spike approached a man who looks the most reputable mate in the whole establishment. Spike explained that his brother William was a drunk, and that the family wanted him back in London. Spike offered to pay 300 pounds for the man to accompany William back on the train and to keep him away from drinks for two days until he could join them. The man said he do whatever for that kind of money. Spike gave the man 150 pounds up front and arranged to met him in two days. Spike knew that if he hadn't found Red in two days and gotten her away from here it didn't matter much what happened to William.

It was getting close to sunrise, Spike had consumed a large quantity of blood just before the time travel, and if Giles crazy protection spell against sunlight worked he was going to need to recharge now because of the amount of energy it was likely to take to keep from combusting. Spike wanted to find Willow, but also wanted to find a safe place to whole up just in case this spell failed. He wanted to test this spell one body part at a time. He wasn't going to any good to anyone if he was toast.

Spike snacked off six unsavory drunks roaming the wharf. Spike found an abandoned warehouse. His senses were in full adrenaline alert mode. He was still outside and the sun was just starting to peak over the horizon. He stood in the shadow of the warehouse. < Here goes my hand. > He stuck out his hand into the light. He expected to feel flames and smell burnt flesh. He felt this odd tingling. He put out one foot. He moved out his forearm. He felt a slight heat, warmth, kinda like the warmth radiating off a human, but different. He moved completely out into the light. His pupils dilated so small he couldn't see. Spike hadn't felt the warmth of the sun in over 100 years. He felt intoxicated.

Spike moved toward Liberty Street. He saw a home with well-kept grounds. Spike noted that several windows however were boarded up. Angel said that Aaron consorted with vampires. Let see if anybody's home. Spike slipped in a side window downstairs. He at first saw no one. Then he noticed someone sitting in a wing back chair. At first Spike wasn't sure if this was a man or women alive or dead. Spike approached and noted the person was a woman. She was thin, sitting as still as a statue unblinking staring straight ahead. Her breath shallow. Spike moved his hand in front of her eyes. He stared into her eyes and saw nothing. < Major wiggens... I've seen more life in a zombie>

His vampire hearing heard Willow cry out for Aaron.

Aaron hadn't felt this good in over 75 years. < Ah my sweet souled sortilege, just the little bit of you I've tasted has been exquisite. > He laughed and climbed the stairs.

Spike moved with stealth toward the sound of Willow's voice. He stepped back into a doorway as the warlock unlocked the room in which Willow was captive. Spike vamped out, he wanted to tear into the warlock and rip him apart. He let out a small growl. Aaron stopped and cocked his ear. < Remember Giles and Angel warned you don't mess with him unless you have to. Get willow out first. >

Spike bit into his own lower lip to silence his demon.

Willow was crying upon the bed. Aaron moved forward attempting to offer her succor but she pulled back afraid. < Oh yes Aaron almost whimpered aloud at the pleasure her fear evoked in him>

He spoke gently, "Willow did you sleep well dear?"

" Not really, I kept.. kept.. seeing.. she hiccuped and broke down into huge sobs."

< Mmmm so good>

Spike could hear Willow crying, he felt like someone was pulling out his entrails.

" There, there dear, how about I get one of the servants to bring up some food and then a warm bath?" he cooed.

" No. I'm not really hungry," she said softly.

" Now you must keep your strength up. I wouldn't want you to get ill" Aaron answered.

Spike was gripping the doorframe so hard he thought he was going to leave imprints of his fingers.

< I'll eviscerate you and pull your still beating heart out of your body and..>

Aaron left the room and Spike could hear him giving orders to the servant.

Spike moved toward the door. It was still locked. He shoved with his vamp strength, and the lock broke.

Willow was sitting on the bed. A look of fear on her face that Spike had never scene before. Even when he had terrorized this witch, when he had seen Angelus terrorize her. He felt queasy.

Her mouth formed a surprised oh. She took a breath like she was about to scream. He pounced upon her pinning her to the bed and covered her mouth with his hand. She thrashed and tried to bite him. He kept repeating softly" It's OK, Red, It's William I'm not going to hurt you. She was thrashing and groaning. Spike's body responded to her movement. Her eyes looked like they were about to roll back in her head as she felt his erection pressing against her thigh. She was shuddering. Spike knew he should have done what the watcher said in the first place. He pulled out the bottle and dumped some on the linen and brought it against her nose. Spike had to look away from her eyes because he couldn't stand the fear and pain he saw. Willow ceased to struggle. Spike picked her limp form up and headed for the door. Angelus blocked the doorway.

Spike stared at Angelus vampiric form blocking the doorway.

< What do we has some invisible unbiblical cord that attaches up in every damn time line? >

"Aaron doesn't allow anyone to play with his toys until he through, and I'm first in line for his cast off's."

" Sorry Peaches, this one's mine, Your little leftover fuck toy, Drucilla is cowering under the bed waiting for Aaron to return." Spike taunted.

Angelus growled in fury and charged into the room.

Spike deposited the unconscious Willow into a nearby chair as quickly as possible to face Angelus's wrath.

Spike, reached into his coat pocket, retrieved a vial of holy water. He aimed and threw it at Angelus's head.

Angelus howled in ear splitting rage as the vial broke open across his face.

Spike scooped up Willow, " Well kitten I don't think anybody dead or alive didn't hear Pouffy hair yelling." He dashed out of the room towards the stairs. He saw a zombified servant coming up the stairs with a tray. Spike lashed out with his leg, setting the empty shell tumbling down the stairs.

" Oh Pet, more noise, we must hurry!"

Spike dashed out into the blinding daylight. He mentally thanked the obsessive -compulsive watcher for all his meticulous plans. Spike had met a few slayers in his time but really didn't come to understand how important a watcher is in keeping a slayer alive.

In the past twelve hours, Spike had come to respect Giles. Buffy was lucky to have him on her side, as was Willow for that matter.

Giles had thought about many possible scenarios for this rescue operation and had consequently devised a plan for just about every one. He had recommended the use of chloroform to sedate Willow. He insisted that Spike arm himself with holy water, as weapon. He heard Giles voice: " brute strength is not always the best strategy, distraction, surprise and a speedy retreat can be."

As Spike ran for the wagon stored in the nearby warehouse, he only hoped the watcher was as competent with his magical skills. It was fast approaching midmorning and Spike had to get himself and Willow out of town. Spike was already starting to feel very warm. He also was feeling a bit weak; it was the energy he expended in maintaining the protection spell.

Spike dashed into the warehouse and carefully lay Willow down in the back of the wagon upon some blankets. Spike had already hitched a horse to the wagon. Spike heard soft mewling cries and at first thought Willow was waking up from a nightmare. He then felt sharp nails as a small kitten began to crawl up his leg. Spike pulled off the undernourished black kitten and tossed it upon some nearby by hay.

He continued to double-check his wagon.

As per Giles suggestions blending into the milieu was necessary for a successful escape. Thus a horse and wagon. Spike had packed the remainder of Willow's belongings and his own when Mary asked him to leave the Pub. These things were contained in a trunk, pushed up against the wagon's seat.

A safe haven was also selected after reviewing Willow's journals. Buffy found reference to an entry made by Willow on her honeymoon and read it aloud to the group. One afternoon when she and William were out riding upon the moors it looked like a thunderstorm was approaching. They found shelter in a small abandoned cottage. Willow indicated she and William had spent the afternoon making love. Willow omitted specific details about this particular encounter except to add that she had never really thought about people making love this way, and that it had been most enjoyable.

Giles asked Spike " Can you recall the position... um ..the location" blushing bright red over his slip of the tongue.

Spike did have a memory of that day.

He had an image of he and Red in front of a roaring fire. Both were naked and he was mounting her like a stallion takes a mare. His body responded violently to the memory of that event. He could almost feel Willow's hot bottom as he slammed into her tight velvet channel, her on all fours. He could feel her sweat slicked nipples driping into his hands. He could hear the unique keening sound she made as she cam clenching his cock and emptying his sacs into her. Spike felt his face flush.

" Yes I think so, he stammered." Suddenly everyone looked away from his burning face.

< I'm like the young pup. >

Giles recovered and stated that the location and isolation of the Yorkshire moors could provide an ideal safe haven until the next full moon. He stressed to Spike the importance of remaining out of contact with people as much as possible. He rattled off a list of supplies that should be taken. He listed various foodstuffs that would be important for Willow to eat in the early stages of her pregnancy.

Spike asked, " Where am I supposed to find fresh blood?"

Giles also had a plan for this.

Spike was once again thankful to the watcher, specifically his collection of British monies, which had enabled him to purchase the wagon and supplies. Spike was however, not too pleased about Giles solution to the blood issue. Spike checked the rope that tied a huge oxen and cow to the back of the wagon. In addition he checked to make sure that the various menagerie of animal crates were secured to the wagon. There was a large cage of chickens and two cages of rabbits. Giles said the large oxen should be able to supplement Spike's blood issue in case he had lost his predatory hunting skills to kill wild game. At the time Spike wanted to rip out the watchers throat. . Giles noted Spike's angry glare and added quickly that the chicken eggs would provide a necessary source of protein for Willow, the cow milk and that the rabbits would multiply very rapidly to provide a not only a source of meat but blood for Spike as well. The damn cat was snaking and clawing up hi s legs again. He tossed it down again and changed into a dirty pair of worn pants and chambray work shirt, put a large straw hat on his head. The kitten again was mewling and circling his feet.

Spike sighed, " I'm doomed, drinking blood from an ox; I've gone completely soft." As he picked up the kitten, placed it next to Willow's sleeping form and cover them both with a blanket.

Willow woke up with a start; she wasn't sure where she was. She looked around an saw a sight that made her broken heart skip a few beats faster. She saw William with his long lean legs stretched out in front of him as he slept in a chair. His neck was bent over to one side, his mouth was slightly open and a small amount of drool collected at the corner. His face was covered by dark stubble, curled up upon between his other cheek and neck was a tiny black kitten. The kitten yawned, its pink tongue protruded from its tiny mouth, and stared back at Willow with emerald eyes.

Willow's eyes narrowed as her heart resumed its normal pattern, as her blood started to burn. She reached over next to the cot she was laying upon and grasped a rusty ale stein. She pitched it towards William's head. He jumped upright, the kitten clawing into his neck and shoulder holding on for dear life.

" What.. What.."

"You stinking, bastard.. " Willow cried, rolling out of bed looking for something else to pitch at him.

" Wake up on the wrong side of the bed Red?" he said smiling devilishly.

Willow picked up her shoes from the floor and flung them towards.

" Red, watch it, your going to hurt Saber"

"You... You... cheater.. you.. louse.. bloody... wanker.." she yelled holding an iron fireplace poker menacingly.

" I'm happy to see you too Kitten" Spike said

" You. ... you. Adulterous... Slimy demon.." she wailed.

" Hey, now your going ta hurt my feelings."

" I should have know you turn out to be a kidnapper... you and that... Spike she spat".

" Who's that luv, yer boyfriend?" he asked waggling his scarred eyebrow.

" I thought you were different but your all the same... all you want is a little... and any port in a storm."

Willow hissed.

Spike moved towards Willow, "Calm down, I need to explain some things to you."

" Stay back " she waved the poker.

She bolted for the door, opened it up and ran outside. Spike followed behind her on her heels.

Willow recognized the abandoned cottage, the isolated moors, and saw a menagerie of animal.

" Take me back" she demanded. " I'll not stay here and play Green Acres with you Mister."

She lunged towards him and made a threatening gesture with the poker.

The kitten Saber hissed protectively as Willow came close to Spike's midsection.

" Easy Saber, let's go in and get you some milk and let this wild cat cool down a bit." He said removing the kitten from his shoulders, taking it into his arms gently, turned his back on Willow and entered the cottage.

" How dare you walk away from me when we're fighting you... you... dumb ox." She said following him back into the cottage.

" Ouch, that hit a little closer to home than you know, Red."

" What kind of stupid name is Saber for a cat anyway?" Willow bitched running out of steam, since William appeared to ignore her tirade.

" Well, she is black as night, follows me like a shadow and has this white marking running down her back that looks like a saber." "She reminds me a bit of you, she's tiny, fierce, and has your color eyes.

" Come, I'll fix you something to eat and we'll talk." Spike offered

" I don't want anything from you, I'm going back to Leeds" Willow said stamping her foot.

" Yea must have something to eat."

" I'll not eat a think until you take me back, and you can't make me." She challenged.

" Come now, Will don't do this to spite me, you've got to think about the baby now." He said gently.

" Baby, what baby?" she asked.

Suddenly it hit her like a ton of bricks. < Nauseous, the stress, I haven't kept track of my period, I'm so mixed up, several months here, back a few minutes later.. We've been MATING LIKE ANIMALS... I didn't even think.>

Willow saw stars and fainted dead away.

Spike managed to catch her before she hit the floor. He carried her over to the bed, lay her down and brushed the red hair off her cheek softly. He kissed her cheek softly and lay his hand upon her pelvis, a red tear leaked from his eye.

Spike left the cottage, he needed to feed. He felt exhausted physically and emotionally. The past few days had been filled with one unexpected event after another. He had begun at last to understand a bit about what was going on. However, he for the undead life of himself, had no idea what he may have done in a previous existence, to be experiencing the kind of karma he was dealt. His long-suffering obsession with Dru appears to have been replaced by a new heartache. He had recently become obsessed with the little redheaded witch. She teased and taunted his body and lost soul in his dreams. He came back to Sunnydale only to be vexed and sexed by this siren. He was threatened and terrorized by Peaches, the slayer's Scooby gang and came very close to killing the pup Scrappy Do.

He recalled long lost memories of a very short, but blissful life with this flame haired temptress. He relived his own death and wished himself dead again; after fearing he had lost her yet again. He traveled back in time to find her. He was masquerading around as her long dead husband. He had rescued her from an evil warlock. He was enraptured to know she carried a part of him within her. He was devastated to think she loathed him and the child she carried.

Spike did something he hadn't done in over 100 years. He prayed for divine intervention and guidance. "God or Goddess, I ask only that you help me get Willow back to her time and watch over her and the babe she carries." Spike absently petted Saber as she purred and kneaded against his thigh. He wept.

Willow awoke yet again not quite sure where she was. Her mind reeled as she recalled her last conscious thought.

<I'M GOING TO HAVE WILLIAM'S BABY> she smiled. Her joyous wave crashed back down onto rocky reality. < My husband doesn't really love me. He is obsessed with the loony Vampire Dru. She or Angelus very likely will turn him. I am powerless to stop it. I can't go home because everyone loathes me. Tears ran down Willow's cheek as her mind flashed back to the previous days. She witnessed her husband killed before her eyes. Lied repeatedly to her friends acted no better than a slut with the demon her husband became. Her mentor rejected her and made her an outcast. Buffy and Angel mocked her. Xander.. Oh Xander was so filled with hate and disgust... even Spike scorned her...>

Willow wiped her tear stained face and put her resolve face in place. I have to bide my time. Let William think... things are OK until I can escape.

Willow was eating when Spike reentered the cottage. The sun had set and nightfall was rapidly gaining her dominance.

Willow smiled bravely at William as he entered.

" Red, I'm glad your eating" can I get you some fresh water or how about some cheese.. fruit.." he rattled on.

" No, I'm fine thank you."

" I'm sorry I was so angry before.. I feel so stupid.. I didn't realize I was.. pregnant..., guess the hormones are giving me the wacky." She smiled uncertainly.

" Are you feeling alright?" Spike asked with concern sitting down next to her at the small table. His knee grazed her's under the table, and Willow pulled her leg back like he had stuck her. The kitten Saber prowling about her master's feet, swiped at Willow's retreating leg.

" Owe, that damn cat scratched me" Willow hissed.

Saber climbed up onto Spike's and began to purr with contentment.

" Willow, I need to explain some things to you, " Spike began.

Willow couldn't look into her husband's blue eyes. She also found it difficult to be so close in proximity to him. She wanted to throw herself into his arms make him want her.. love her.. but she was too afraid. Willow felt extremely vulnerable, broken and rejected. She didn't think she could endure any more rejection. As it was she still had these fleeting impulses to run and throw herself off one of the rocky cliffs that adorned the moor. < No.. I have the baby to think about.>

Spike reached out to take Willow's hand. As his hand brushed her's she pulled back out of his grasp and arose, moving closer to the fireplace.

< She hates me, DAMN DAMN THAT WARLOCK>

" Yes" she said her back to him.

" Red, it about the past couple of days.. things aren't what they appeared to be... you see Aaron.. the warlock has put you under some type of magic spell... He is causing you emotional pain and anguish so that he..."

" How dare you," she interrupted turning to face him.

Once again Willow felt the protective bonds of anger. Aaron has been a good friend... he came and got me from SunnyHell.. and brought me back to you... How was he to know that you took a lover in my absence!" she seethed.

" No, it was just illusion he filled your head with illusion to cause you pain.." "He has filled your head with the illusion that I was making love to Dru" Spike said.

" I see, you have given this non-existent women .. you didn't make love to a name!" She shrieked.

Spike smacked himself in the forehead, " No.. No..I.. can explain.. you see.." Spike could mentally hear both Xanders and the watchers words about Willow haunt him; ' she's too smart you'll never fool her', ' don't underestimate her cunning'. He had been about to explain that he knew all this because he was there in Sunnydale he was really Spike. Yeah that will win her over admit the complicated deception you and her friends are trying to make her believe, in order to get her to see the truth about the warlock. His head felt like it was going to explode.

" Well, your, not the only one who took a lover" Willow lashed out verbally.

Spike's eyes narrowed, < Please please don't tell me that Warlock or Angelus have...> he shut his eyes for the verbal blow.

" Unlike you.. your quick slam bamn; He knew exactly how to please me, he made me writhe beneath him in estacy"

Spike felt close to vamping out, he felt sick as he visualized..

" Spike was the best lover I ever had" she spat at him.

Spike eyes flew open, he looked into her green orbs, felt a wellspring of mirth bubble up, he began to laugh.

The look in Willow's eyes made him wish he could rip out his own throat. He realized she had thrown out the remark to hurt him and here I laughed in her face like I didn't give a damn.

She whirled and moved for the door. He had a sudden vision of her running in panic and falling off a rock face. He reached out and grabbed her arm. She screamed and pulled away in frenzy. She lashed out at him with her fists and nails. He pulled her closer to his body to try and capture keep her from inflicting any harm upon herself. Her recent words, proximity, and continued struggle sent his body into a wave of desire. Some part of her histrionic mind felt him and she pleaded, "no... oh no... Xander please... no... don't hurt me" she begged.

Spike realized that she was having some sort of flashback, and released her. She clappsed in a heap, crawling away to cower in a corner her eye's wide with fear.

Spike was afraid she had snapped like Dru.

Aaron suddenly felt a strong surge of Willow's pain and anguish. " Yes " he gasped out loud.

" Are you going to mentally masturbate all night or help find her? Angelus asked.

" None of this would be necessary, if you had been able to kill the damn cretin in the first place" Aaron replied hotly."

" Can you tell if were getting close?" Angelus asked.

" I can feel her fear and pain". Aaron smiled.

" The two men I tortured both claimed to have seen him near by." I can have a little fun with him before I kill him no?" Angelus grinned.

" Absolutely, the pimple has crossed me and he will die a very painful death" Aaron vowed. < He will also be doomed to suffer an eternity without any recollection or memory of his sortilege. >

Spike watched helpless as Willow responded to a painful mental flashback. He wanted so much to comfort her, but knew any physical contact would only likely reinforce her fear. Spike empathized with her turmoil. Spike recalled the trauma of William's being raped at an early age. Spike also remembered being raped by Angelus before being turned. Spike felt a wave of guilt thinking he had set off this episode because of his physical proximity and restraint to prevent her from injuring herself. < I've had her only about 10 hours, I mucked things up at least four times over already. How am I going to keep her sane and safe until we leave for Sunnydale? >

Willow was cowering in the corner of the cottage. Spike got down on the floor and called her name softly.

" Willow, Willow, your safe...I'm not going to let anything hurt you. "Willow your safe here." I'm not going to hurt you." Willow.. please let me help you."

Willow heard William's voice, her gaze cleared and she saw him sitting on the floor. < Why is he on the floor? < Why am I on the floor? >

Spike knew that Willow was coming back to the present, he continued to speak to her softly giving resurrance.

" Oh Will, Xander.. Xander.. was.. he tried to... hurt me.. " she sobbed.

" I know baby, I know.. He can't hurt you now. I won't let anyone hurt you." " Come let me help you lie down all right? " " Let's get up the drafty floor." Spike offered holding his hand out to her.

Willow took his hand, she wanted him to hold her close and tell her everything would be all right.

Spike wanted to hold her tight and reassure her. He refrained because he didn't want to frighten her any more.

He led her over to the cot and covered her up with a blanket. He gave her a glass of water.

" Willow your emotionally exhausted, please try and get some sleep, I'm going to sit right here if you need anything." He said pointing to the chair next to the cot.

Willow had been sleeping for about an hour. Spike lay his hand over hers. He lay his head down on the bed, his hair barely brushing her hip.

William awoke to the sound of the door crashing open. He jumped up but Aaron and a yellow-eyed demon had him pinned to the floor.

The demon smiled, and leaned down and licked and bite into William's ear ripping off half the lobe.

He yipped in surprise and pain.

The demon licked at the blood and said into William's ear, " I'm going to show ya exactly what I'm going to do to your wife. " Let's see if I can make you scream more than her."

William lost consciousness several times as he was brutalized by the demon. He prayed repeatedly that his wife would be safe. <If he's here then she must have escaped. Please, Please I'd give up my eternal soul to keep her safe. > Those were William's last thoughts as Angelus drained his body. Angelus was impressed with the mortal's perseverance under his savage ministration. Angelus thought that if the minion he could make had half the fortitude as the mortal than he would be greatly pleased. Aaron recited the spell over the dying man as Angelus restored new life to the body.

A sharp pain in her right hand awakened Willow. She heard the sounds of whimpering. She sat up and realized that William had fallen asleep his head rested upon the cot and his hand was crushing her's. William's head shot up and he let out an anguished cry, .... "Noooo, Willow!"

" You've had a bad dream, It's all right." Willow said.

Spike dropped to the floor on his knees, he pulled Willow into a fierce hug. " They killed me... tried to take you away" he babbled. " I'll not loose you... I'll not forget you.." he wept.

Willow stroked William's hair and neck. " Shhshhh, you've just had a bad dream, it's OK."

Spike pulled back, " No... it happened .."

Willow's heart constricted as she took in this man's pain filled eyes, handsome face and blood red tears.

Willow's eyes narrowed and she looked into her husband's blue orbs, she moved her hand and caressed his angular cheek, wiping away a bloody tear; Spike?"

"Spike?" Willow asked caressing a bloody tear off his warm cheek.

Spike closed his eyes tight to stop his tears, and regain control. " I'm sorry Red, I.."

Spike realized Willow had her hands on his cheeks and was looking at him with concern and uncertainty.

Both jumped back from the other; Willow farther back upon the cot, and Spike fell back and landed on his ass.

< What is going on? Have I gone insane? Nothing is making any sense. First I'm with William.. then back in Sunnydale with Spike... Then back with William.... And now with Spike? And Xander wouldn't hurt me would he? > Willow's mind spun with conflicting images and events.

< Oh Shit, did she just call me Spike? Damn if the pup wasn't right.. she's too smart.. Cor.. I'm crying like some baby.. Angelus... Aaron.. > Images and events from William's lifetime and his re-experiencing his recent death flashed before his mind. As Spike looked Willow in the eye, his recent fear for her safety coalesced into fear that she was going to kill him.

He put his head down into his hands, and muttered; " I know you're a might confused, Red if you'll let me I think I can explain... although to tell the complete truth... I'm not sure if I really understand myself."

Willow stared, feeling numb. She felt like she had been on an emotional roller coaster and wasn't sure what to feel or think anymore.

" Let's start out simple." She said. " What's the kitten's name?" she asked pointed to the black and white fuzz ball sleeping at the end of the cot.

"Saber" Spike replied wondering if this wasn't some ploy to distract him with calm and reason only so she could supprize him and stake his sorry ass.

" Who am I?" she asked pointing at herself.

Spike looked into her emerald eyes, and stated clearly" Willow Ann Rosenberg".... "Ashton" he whispered..

< Ah, I saw a spark of something in her eyes just then>

" You are?" she drawled

" Spike, formerly know as William the bloody, previously know as William Ashton" he answered.

"Good... Good" Willow repeated, nodding her head, hands pulling her hands through her hair.

" Let's play a different game K?" she said flatly.

Spike looked at her cautiously, < Is she coherent or stark raving mad> and nodded.

" Category for $100." Willow pointed at Spike, " Likes or hates Willow?"

" Rupert Giles?"

"Likes"

" Buffy Summers?"

" Likes"

" Saber"

" Dislikes"

"William?"

"Head over heels"

"Dru?"

" I think she would probably hate you Red."

" Angel?"

"Wants in your pants?"

"Principle Synder?"

" Pretends to hate you but secretly likes you"

"Xander"

" Silly pup is in love with you"

"Angelus"

" Wants in your pants"

" Spike?"

" Look Pet, You don't have to worry about me; it's the bloody Warlock Aaron that the biggest threat now." Spike replied. " He's the one that been messing with your head. He's got some serious power manipulating your thoughts and feelings." " He gets his jollies by causing pain and anguish, and you little witch have been his number one obsession. He's been putting horrible thoughts into your head about how your friends have betrayed you." He explained.

Willow smiled in relief, and sighed; " Thank goodness, You won't believe some of the incredible things I thought were true." She said giggling.

. < Good, she's starting to smile, she understands, maybe this next 29 days won't be as bad as I thought, and we can be back in Sunnydale...> He smiled.

" ..For a minute I thought I had sex with you and was pregnant." She said laughing and rolling her eyes

Spike scowled, " Pet, maybe we should go back to playing the game show again?"

Willow stopped laughing, as she caught a look of pain cross Spike's face.

Spike felt agonizing pain shoot through his body causing him to curl into a tight ball. His game face appeared and he howeled in pain and rage.

Willow was startled and scared as she saw Spike writhe on the floor. Bleeding wounds appeared his face and neck, blood soaked through his shirt and pants.

< Goddess what's happening to him? > She moved off the bed to aid him.

Spike realized that his demon body was reliving his reanimation after his mortal death at Angelus's hands. He was in agony and needed to feed to heal his wounds. Part of Spike's still functioning brain wonder how this could be happening; was it due to the magical side effect due to the spells cast by Aaron or Giles, or some sort of cosmic righting of the space time line.

He could smell her blood, hear it pumping wildly through her body. He

would kill her, and drain her.

" No he yelled ... No." He sensed rather than saw Willow's approach his prone form. If she touched him he would kill her. He gasped, " Stay away" as he attempted to drag and pull himself across the floor towards the door leaving a blood smeared trail. " Kill you"..... " need to feed".... "baby"...

Willow stopped, short of touching him and stepped back. She didn't know what was happening to Spike she wanted to help him, there was so much blood, but if he lost control she and her baby were dead.

Spike was close to the door and was attempting to raise up and open it. He muttered, " cast protection spell... I can't get back in..." he pulled Willow's old charm bracelet from his pocket, dropping it onto the cottage floor. " get home". Spike fells out the door, and managed to crawl only three feet towards the animals caged animals before he appeared to pass out.

Willow stood frozen for what seemed like an eternity, shocked yet again this by this recent event. Her addled brain tried to make sense of what was happening. < He's dying you fool, help him! >

Willow turned and grabbed a knife off the table and ran out the door. She quickly moved to the rabbit's cage, grasped it and started dragging it towards Spike. < Please don't die, Please don't die> she repeated over and over to herself.

Spike's demon smelled blood near and tried to regain consciousness. Willow opened the cage and tried to grasp a struggling rabbit. It bit, scratched and clawed at her in fear somehow sensing death. Willow used the knife and stabbed the creature; she was repulsed by her own actions. < Help him, help him help him>.

Her heart beat in tempo with her mantra, the rabbit's blood spraying her hands. She lifted the dying creature to Spike's mouth. He groaned and fed in his semi conscious state. Willow, turned and repeated her actions. After draining a dozen animals, Spike was able to crawl and stagger toward the larger ox. Willow turned her head as the animal bellowed in fear.

Spike fed off the beast for several minutes, he moved away sated, and feel to the ground and entered a deep healing sleep.

Willow approached Spike cautiously, she thought he should have gotten enough blood. His blood soaked features had returned to their handsome human form. It looked like the wounds were slowly healing.

Willow saw the sky start to brighten against the horizan.

She began to remove his blood soaked shirt. Willow couldn't help but gasp at the still apparent bit marks about his chest that were regenerating. Spike groaned softly under her gentle hands. She placed her arms under his shoulders and began to drag him back towards the cottage. She needed to stop twice to rest, as he was dead weight. < Duh, Wills to bad Xander isn't here to crack a stupid joke. >

Once she crossed the threshold with him she removed his blood soaked pants.

She went outside and got several pails of water brought them into the house and began to heat some water over the fire. Willow dragged him closer to the cot, his body leaving more bloody streaks on the floor. Willow began to wash the blood away from his injuries. Willow was again puzzled as to what occurred and how Spike's body seemed to be regenerating the savage wounds before her eyes. He continued to sleep like the dead. < funny> She stripped of her bloody clothing and washed her face, arms and hands. She knew she couldn't lift him up to the cot, so she removed the small mattress and placed it on the floor. She was able to roll his body onto it. She was shaking with cold and shock. She built up the fire and felt like she was going to collapse. She sat next to Spike on cot and ran her hands over his human face. She lay down next to him on the small mattress, covered them with the wool blanket and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Spike awoke and felt a warm body nestled against his side. He smelled Willow and felt her beating heart and warm breath tickle his neck. Her hand was lying across his chest atop where his heart lay unbeating. He realized he was naked and her body was radiating warmth into his cold one. He quickly noted that Willow was almost nude herself. He could feel her bare legs intertwined with his. His left hand rested upon her satin clad bottom. He could feel her pebbled nipples pressed against his cold chest through his thin cotton chemise. He inhaled her unique essence and thought I must be dreaming.

Spike tried to make sense of what had happened. He remembered agony, great pain, and the impulse to feed off Willow. < No, I didn't did I? > He shifted up upon his arms grabbing Willow's head between his hands. She opened her green eyes and started into his blue ones. " Is everything OK she asked uncertainly? Are you in pain?"

Spike ran his hands down her neck and along her throat feeling for any puncture wounds or blood.

He pulled his hand away and saw and smelled dried blood, " No.. Please tell me I didn't he pushed away from her?"

Willow sat up, " I must have missed a spot," she said without concern.

Spike stood up and ranted " Oh no.. I tried not to" and began to pace in front of the fire.

Willow stared at the very pale, very naked Spike. She couldn't help staring at his tight ass, long sinew legs, taunt abdomen and his dark curls surrounding his manhood.

Spike stopped his self-loathing tirade as he felt Willow's gaze upon his body. " Red"

Willow looked him in the eyes, blushing. And gave him a crooked little smile.

He felt himself harden as she looked into his eyes.

" I'm fine," she said

" How are you feeling?" she asked her voice cracking.

" I'm glad it's not obvious... where are my pants?" < Damn witch, all I want to do is fuck that silly smug smile off her face. It's a good things she pregnant. >

"They were all bloody so I took them off and cleaned you up." She replied matter of factly.

Spike moved to the trunk in the corner and rummaged about and pulled out a pair of pants.

Spike began pulling on a clean pair of pants. Saber scampered stealthy and pounced upon his trailing pants leg. Spike saw her just as he was about to put his leg in, and in trying to avoid stepping on her lost his balance and crash backward upon his ass.

Willow burst out in laughing. " Need some help" she giggled " Saber, naughty girl"

Spike stood up and turned his back to her as her pulled his pants up and managed to stuff his semi-erect penis into them. " Don't know what's so bloody funny" he mumbled.

" What hex you did.... I could have killed you! " He bellowed, moving towards her.

Willow rose from the mattress, " No, You're too much like William.. you would never hurt me."

" Your precious William is dead, and I'm a blood sucking Demon," he gasped grabbing her by the shoulders.

" I know," she said softly,... "I know" She moved closer to him and caressed his face with her hand. " I know Spike, you'd not hurt me either."

" Goddess, your warm... how...." She asked running her fingers across his bottom lip.

" Bloody magic spell of Giles." < She's driving me mad WITH DESIRE>

Spike pulled back from her caresses and saw a look of hurt run across Willow's face.

He moved away, and asked, " What happened?"

" I'm not really sure," she said, picking up the mattress and placing it back upon the bed. One minute you were sitting and the next you were in pain and bleeding to death. " It's when they changed him, right?" she asked softly.

" Yes," he replied, yes' Angelus tortured me.. and Aaron put some sort of spell on me so I would forget you, when I was turned."

" But you know me?" she asked with concern.

" I do now, but I think the time travel you did changed things. When I was first vamped in the alley, with you watching, That wasn't supposed to happen that way. I was supposed to die in London.. You messed with time somehow at least temporarily. Aaron brought you back again through time to several days before the episode in the alley. This time I was killed in London, that me in 1869, likely won't remember you, but the me from 1999 who is here with you in 1869 re-experienced this event somehow and I remember most everything."

" I couldn't stop him from killing William. I tried.. but I stopped them from killing you." She sighed.

" Why?" Spike asked looking at her.

" I couldn't just watch you die and do nothing!" " I'm not some kind of monster," she said defensively.

" I know Red, but I am." Spike replied.

" No, there is a part of you that is ruled by the demon at times... but your much more.."

" Much more what?" he asked his eyebrows raised in curiosity.

" Your much more a man.. .a sensitive,... passionate man." she stammered

" Don't confuse me with your dead husband Pet" he growled.

"I know the difference, William was sweet and loving... and your... your... hurt and angry and afraid" she babbled.

" Me," " Afraid of what?" He scoffed.

" Me" she said

"You?" He laughed, "little flame-haired witch frightens big bad me."

Willow crossed her arms across her chest, listening to Spike's denial.

Spike's gaze was drawn to the soft swell of her breasts peaking out above her chemise.

He swallowed hard, " That's bloody ridiculous" he said his voice responded huskily.

Willow moved closed to him put her hands on his naked chest, leaned in and said " Boo" softly, mirth shining in her eyes.

Spike closed his eyes to blot out her intense gaze. Willow leaned up on and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Spike's eyes flew open and looked into her emerald eyes dark with desire. < She wants me... me...>

He pulled her into his arms and grabbed her head between his hands and rained soft kisses upon her neck and ear. " Don't be silly Red, I'm not afraid on the likes of you."

Willow rubbed her hands over Spike's pebbled nipples. He let out a small gasp and stuck his tongue in her ear. " Play nice"

Willow ran her hands up his chest and snaked them around the back of his neck and pulled herself up against Spike's hard body.

She gasped as her core brushed against his erection. "Mmmm, you feel so good" she kissed along his jaw line and licked his Adam's apple and sucked upon it gently, taking it into her mouth.

" Ohhhhh" he hissed, Red, " Things are getting a bit out of hand don't you think... What about the baby?" he gasped as she lowered her hands and pinched his ass.

" I think the baby was conceived right here in front of the fire... you do remember that rainy afternoon," she cooed, looking him in the eye.

" I can't forget a single moment I spend with you>" He kissed her upon the lips increasing his pressure against her mouth. Willow tease him by keeping her lips tightly sealed and moved her head slightly.

"Invite me in" he whispered into her ear, nibbling upon the lobe.

" I want you all the way in" she murmured giving him butterfly kisses across his cheeks, before she sucked on his bottom lip.

Spike grabbed her hips and lifted her off the ground. He entered her mouth with a savage intensity, taking away her already labored breathing. Willow locked her legs behind his waist. She keened into his mouth as she felt his cock touch her soaked core.

He sat down upon the bed, with Willow sitting upon his lap. He lowered her chemise with his palms and he continued to suck and nip at the inside of her mouth.

Willow pulled away to catch her breath. " He lowered his head and latched onto a freed nipple and squeezed her other nipple tightly between his thumb and forefinger. "God " she shrieked and arched against him, her hands clawing at his back.

Willow called out his name. " Spike" and rocked her wet channel up against his cock.

" What, I didn't hear that?" he teased, moving his mouth to the opposite nipple sucking it greedily and sharply pinching her already throbbing nipple from which his mouth just left.

" Spike" she growled

He pushed his hands under her ass lifting her cheeks, and caressed and pinching them, as her clit ground against the underside of his erect cock.

" What" he whispered

" Spike, please she begged.

He tore her sating panties down the back and snaked one of his hands foward following the channel between her ass cheeks. He stuck his pinky in her anus.

" Spike"" she yelled jumping up, her breast slamming into his hard chest, her clit just grazing the head of his penis. She pushed him back upon the mattress with her hands and kneeled over his cock, she grasped it at its base her fingers tickled by his dark curly hair and impaled herself. It was Spike's turn to jump up and yell out Willow. " She pushed his chest back upon the mattress and ran her hands across his chest. Her eyes locked onto his daring him to move. Willow started to use her knees and thigh muscles to pump up and down on his marble phallus, crying out with sharp gasps as her oversensitive clit ground against his pelvis. Spike put his hands upon her hips and helped her piston up and down. He lifted his torso and let his tongue lick her breast each time she rose and fell against his center. He moved his head and bit down softly on her other nipple. Willow clawed at his back, screaming his name "SPIKE" as her body was ravaged by an incredibly powerful organism.

Spike shot his seed into her as she shouted his name and felt her inner walls milk him. He shouted out her name like an echo, " Willow". She fell upon his chest, mewling and panting . He held her close and whispered, I love you Red, I love you so much."

"I know, she replied, I' know and kissed him. She moved her lips across his cheeks and nuzzled against his neck. " I love you too Spike."

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