Spike sat down and looked around the training room.
" No need to be nervous, William, " Dr. Phil said, taking a seat in the chair across from him.
" I'm not nervous, " he replied, looking at the vampire dummy in the corner.
" Yes, you are, son, " Phil pointed out.
" Am not. "
" Are too. "
" I am bloody not nervous! "
" Then why won't you look at me? "
Spike turned his blue eyes to the balding man, a smirk on his face.
" Happy now? "
Phil smiled.
" Let's talk about if you're happy, William. "
" The name's Spike. "
" And why is that, William? "
" Spike. "
" And why is that, William? "
Spike growled.
" Because, I am known for putting railroad spikes in the heads of people I kill, " he replied, gritting his teeth.
" No. "
The vamp raised a brow.
" What do ya mean, no? "
" That's not why you're called Spike. "
" Yes it is. "
" No, it's not. "
" Yes, it bloody well is! "
" You're called Spike, because you wanna be called Spike. "
" I'm called Spike, because I put bleedin' spikes in the soddin' heads of people I kill! "
" And why is that, William? "

+++++

Xander glared at Giles. Willow sighed.
" Xander, stop that, " she ordered.
" Yes, honey, " Anya said. " It is rather annoying. "
" Oh, so I'm the bad guy here? " he cracked. " Hey, I'm not the one who thinks we all need to have our heads shrunk.
That's Mr. English guy over there. "
" Xander, I assure you that there will be no head shrinking, " Giles stated, sighing deeply. " Dr. Phil is merely here to help you
vent and relieve yourself of the daily pressures life in the world of demon fighting can bring on. I promise, you will feel much better
after you have spoken to him. "
Before Xander could answer, the training room door flew open and a sobbing Spike came running out. Without saying a word, he
went to Tara's side and buried his face in her shoulder. She hugged him tight and stroked his hair as the Scoobies looked at each other,
then at Giles.
" Tara, " Phil said, standing in the doorway. " You can come on back. "
The blonde stopped stroking Spike's hair and tried to get up.
" Spike, honey, " she gently said. " Honey, are you ok? "
He sat up and wiped his eyes.
" I'm fine, Pet, " he replied.
" Yes, well, " Giles stammered, trying to ignore the glares of the gang. " Tara, Dr. Phil is waiting. "
Tara nodded and turnede her baby blues to Spike.
" Are you sure that you're ok? " she asked, brushing a hand over his damp cheek.
" I'm sure, Luv. "
He pulled her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss upon it. She managed a small smile, then got up and went into the
training room. Phil flashed a smile, then followed her, closing the door behind him. The moment he was gone, all eyes turned to Spike.
" What in the crap happened back there? " Buffy quipped.

+++++

" So, you're a witch, " Phil mused, rubbing his chin.
" Yes, I am, " Tara replied, her voice soft.
" And why is that, Tara? "
She looked at him, somewhat thrown by the question.
" Uh, well, uh, my mom was one and I guess it's kinda my destiny. I have the gift and I want to use it for good, to help people. "
He shook his head.
" Tara, Tara, Tara, " he sighed.
" Yes? "
" Don't play games with me, girl. "
" Excuse me? "
" That's not why you're a witch and you know it. "
" Yes, yes it is. "
" You're a witch, Tara, because you wanna be a witch. "

+++++

" So then, he says, you're poetry sucks, because you want it to suck. Can you bloody believe that? "
The tears began to fall again and Willow moved to sit next to him, wrapping a comforting arm around him.
" It's ok, " she soothed, hugging him tight.
" Yeah, " Buffy said, moving to his other side and patting his back. " What does he know? " she added, giving
Giles a full on Slayer glare.
The older Englishman shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
" I am so not going back there, " Xander said. " I'm not up for the whole, crying game. "
" Xander, venting, releasing, is an emotional experience, " Giles noted. " It's only natural for one to cry, shed tears,
open the flood gates, so to speak. Everyone cries. "
" YOU'RE AN OBNOXIOUS CREEDENT, BECAUSE YOU WANNA BE AN OBNOXIOUS CREEDENT! "
Tara's voice echoed throughout the shop, causing everyone to turn to the training room door.

Part 2 – Xander & Anya

Big bucket of thank you for all the great feed I have been getting & for the patience.

All eyes were wide, as Tara stormed out of the training room door, blonde hair flying, face red and hands balled up into fists.

“ Come on, Spike! “ she growled, grabbing her bag from the table.

“ Tara? “ Willow said, surprised at the anger that was on her friend’s face.

“ Not now, Will, “ Tara replied, as Spike stood up.

“ Tara, “ Giles began.

“ Save it, Giles! “ She cut him off. “ I love you to death, but your friend is an A-1 ass with a degree he bought from the home shopping network. We’ll see you guys later. “

And without giving the Englishman a chance to reply, she took Spike’s arm and literally drug him out of the shop. Giles cleared his throat, removed his glasses and wiped them on his shirt.

“ Well then, “ he began, returning them to his face. He was met with the glares of every Scooby in the room, including Willow. “ As I said, “ he continued, ignoring their accusing stares. “ People react differently under certain, stressful circumstances. “

“ No, you said everybody cried, “ Xander pointed out. “ There was no mention of angry witches. “

“ I heard crying, “ Anya said.

“ Me, too, “ Buffy added.

Giles turned his grey eyes to Willow, who merely shrugged.

“ Crying, yes. Tarazilla, nope. “

Giles started to speak, but Dr. Phil interrupted.

“ Rupert, do you have an ice pack? “ he inquired, stepping over to the table, his hand on his eye.

“ She hit you? “ Xander baulked.

“ Yay, Tara, “ Buffy stated.

Giles shot them a, please don’t, look and they refrained, reluctantly.

“ Yes, Phil, right this way, “ Giles said, leading him back to the training room.

Once they were gone, the gang exchanged a look then burst out laughing.

“ Way to go, Tara, “ Anya said, smiling.

“ It’s always the quiet ones, “ Xander mused, grinning.

+++++

Spike closed the crypt door and turned to Tara. Before he could say a word, she threw him against the wall and pressed her lips hard onto his.

+++++

“ Xander, come on back. “

Giles waved him over and he swallowed hard.

“ Come with me, An, “ he pleaded, taking her hand.

“ I’m not allowed, remember? It’s a one on one session. “

“ Xander? “ Giles repeated.

“ Will? Buff? A powerful witch, a Slayer, I would feel better. “

“ He’s not a monster, Xander, “ Willow sighed. “ There’s no evil. Just Dr. Phil. “

“ Xander? Now, please. “

“ If he tries to make ya go all, demon, just yell and we’ll come running, “ Buffy teased, smiling.

“ Fine, “ he stated, getting up and heading for the training room. “ But you will be sorry, all of you. Oh yes, you will have your turn with this, Dr. Phil and when you do, I WILL laugh. “

The trio of lovelies watched him vanish into the back, then broke out into fits of giggles.

+++++

“ Cor, Pet, what has gotten into- “

The vampire couldn’t finish his question, due to the sweet, pale, milky flesh now occupying his mouth.

+++++

The door to the training room opened and Xander stepped out, a huge grin on his face. Willow furrowed a brow.

“ I don’t see any horns, “ she mused, her green eyes checking him out.

“ That guy is a genius! “ he quipped. “ G-man was totally right! Do I feel better or what? Woo! “

He returned to his chair and placed a soft kiss on Anya’s lips. She smiled.

“ Well, I already like this Dr. Phil, “ she said, looking approvingly at her boyfriend. “ Look at him. I do not believe I have ever seen him look so happy. Well, except for when we’re having orgasms. “ Suddenly, her smile faded and her brow shot up. “ He didn’t give you an orgasm, did he? “ she asked.

“ No! No, oh man, so no! “ he exclaimed, making am, ewwwww, face.

“ Anya? “

She looked up to see Giles.

“ Oh, my turn? “ she cheerfully asked.

Giles nodded and she jumped up. After kissing Xander, she practically skipped to the back room.

Willow and Buffy looked at Giles.

“ So, Tara blacked his eye, huh? “ the Slayer cooed, grinning proudly. She had taught the blonde how to fight.

+++++

“ Oh, baby,pet,mmmmm. “

Spike could not manage a sentence as Tara covered him with her warm mouth. Not that he cared. Moaning and panting were serving him just fine. The witch slipped a hand underneath him and gave his bum a hard squeeze, prompting him to squeal out loud. Raising her head from his chest so their eyes met, she smiled. Spike shivered. He had never seen her smile quite like this. It was wicked.

“ Hang on, blonde boy, “ she purred, licking her full lips. “ It’s going to be a deliciously rough night. “

+++++

“ So, I understand that you’re an ex demon. “

Anya nodded.

“ Yes, I no longer deal in vengeance. “

“ Hmmmmm and why is that? “

“ Because, I just don’t. “

“ I thought it was because you were fired. “

“ Well, that too. That only, at first. But now I have no desire to be that anymore. I am happy and in love and part owner of this here magic shop, so gosh, why would I want to be a demon again? Even the dental plan sucked. “

Dr. Phil rubbed his chin and Anya couldn’t keep from staring at the now rather purple right eye he sported.

“ You’re an ex demon cause you wanna be an ex demon, “ he stated.

“ Yep, pretty much, “ she gleefully replied, smiling.

“ No, you’re an ex demon, cause you wanna be an ex demon. “

“ Right. “

“ No, you’re an ex demon, cause you wanna be an ex demon. “

“ Exactly. “

“ No, you’re an ex demon cause you WANNA be an ex demon. “

“ Uh huh. “

“ You’re an ex demon, cause YOU WANNA BE AN EX DEMON. “

Her smile grew. “ That is correct. “

“ How do you feel about, bunnies, Anyanka? “