Author's Name: wic
Author's E-mail: [email protected]
Pairing: Willow & Spike

Rating: NC17 ( I`m not good at this )

Disclaimer: They`re not Mine *cry* , coz if, they would talk german *bg*

Distribution: my site wacky witch willow (http://mitglied.lycos.de/purewicca/allthingswic.htm ), all the people that have my stuff, others please tell me.

Summary: everybody needs somebody to love and Willow is no exception .

Warning : A little season 6 ! you have been warned.

Author`s Note 1: This is after season 6. But coz I have never seen it it`s my version. Tara is death. Spike & Buffy have never.you get it.Xander and Anja are still together.*g*
Author's Note 2: I do not really know what this will be.I only now that I have a lot of fun with it.

Thanks and Dedication : Thanks for helping, sweet Mel you are the light in my brain*wink*. And to my other Lady`s you are all nuts and I love you for it !

Feedback: I will not beg.I`m a strong person. I don`t need to beg...ok I do .pleaseee !

Part 5

Willow stood by Gili's bed and watched as the little chest rose and fell. Everything had changed in the last two weeks. She had lost her parents, thouhg if she were honest with herself, she never really had parents.

Then she had become a mother. Yes, that`s what happened at the moment the goddess fullfilled her wish.

And the goddess had done a lot more for her. Not only did she give her this baby to love, she also had Xander, her best friend, back in her life.

They had talked a lot and everything was fine again. And Anya and Willow had found something they had in common. Anja loved Gili and during the fun and work with the little girl, both woman had discovered that they liked each other.

And now she also had Spike in her life. She would've never thought that the vampire would become a part of her family, but that was what they all were now.

A family.

Willow took one last look at Gili, then walked to her room to go to bed.

Through the balcony windows in her room, she could already see the sun beginning to rise just as she heard a sound from downstairs.

Willow was not thinking, she was only reacting. With a short look in the direction of Gili's room she stormed down the stairs.

She could see a dark figure on the verge of entering the house.

Her eyes turned black and she didn't hesitate. Just as the door opened, a short fling of her fingers send the person flying back out onto the porch.

Willow walked toward the door to take a look at whoever had tried to break into her home. She was in rage. Nobody would come near Gili. She would not lose somebody she loved, not again.

She stood in the doorway, ready to kill whoever was out there. She saw the person lying on the porch stairs, smoking.

"Bloody hell, Red."

Part of Spike was proud of this woman who would have killed anything stupid enough to try something, and the other part was sure that at least four ribs and his nose were broken.

Not to mention the early morning sunrise burning his body.

"Spike! What...? Why are you here?" Willow was more than a little confused. Spike and the others had left just two hours ago. Why would he break into the house?

"Pet, you can ask your questions later. Right now, help me get inside," he tried to stand, but he had lost too much blood. This was so shameful.

"Of course!" Willow used all her strength to help him into the house. She still had a lot of questions, but first she needed to make it up to Spike.

After what seemed an eternity, Spike lay on the couch. Willow immediately closed all the curtains to keep the sunlight out.

After she made sure that the vampire was safe, she turned on the light and got a shock. Spike looked like he had been through the ringer.

Both of his eyes were swollen and purple and the same was true for the rest of his face. There where cuts all over his face that were still bleeding and, from what his clothes looked like, the rest of his body was in the same shape.

Without a word she turned and ran into the bathroom to get all the things she had to patch him up.

Since she'd come to know Buffy, she made sure to have everything available. Unfortunately, it had proved itself useful too often.

After she had placed everything on the coffee table, she walked into the kitchen to get a bowl with warm water and a knife.

Breathing deeply, she walked back to where Spike was laying. He had not moved and the only thing that gave away that he was still alive were the little moans he issued now and then, and the fact that he was vamped out.

"I know that you can hear me. This will hurt, but I think we need to get your clothes off first, so I can see how bad it is," she began to peel his duster off.

The vampire did everything to keep himself from crying out. He bit his lower lip and pressed his eyes closed.

After he was settled back, Willow took his boots off, and then began to cut off the rest of his t-shirt and jeans.

She knew that this would hurt him, so taking them off the normal way was not an option.

For this reason, both of them let out a small sigh of relief when Willow was done and Spike was left in just his boxers. Willow began to wash his body, making sure that all the injuries were clean and would heal well, making soothing sounds the entire time.

She taped his ribs and, with a lot of tears, her own, straightened his broken finger and fixed it.

The whole time, Spike said nothing. He watched as Willow did all this as carefully as possible.

He was glad that he had made it here, but he knew that she would have a lot of questions for him and he had no idea how he could tell her what had happened.

"It`s a good thing that I have insisted on having a little blood in the house. I'll heat you some now. And when I`m back I want to know who did this to you," Willow said.

Spike's first thought was to flee, but his condition made this impossible, and so he waited for Willow's return.

She watched as Spike, cuddled in a blanket, drank his second cup of blood. After he had finished, she decided that it was time to talk.

"Tell me what happened."

"Bloody hell, pet, this is embarrassing." He could not look at her as he began to talk.

"I walked into my crypt and they were waiting."

"Who was waiting?" Willow didn't want to push him, but she needed to know.

"The new master in town and his pack. He thougt it would be good for his reputation to kill me." Spike tried to get up, but failed, and only the quick move of Willow saved the vampire a fall to the ground.

"Look what happened to me. I should see the sun one last time. I`m a joke. The bloody poof is more of a vampire than I am." Willow stopped his tirade with her fingers on his sore lips.

"Stop it! Gili needs you! We need you! First, you will be moving in. You can have my parents' old room. Xander can get your things. And now, I will help you go to bed, coz I think we both could use some sleep." Spike knew that he had to do as he was told, so he made no argument.

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Part 6

"How bad is it?" Xander asked, after he made his way into the kitchen where Willow was sitting. Willow had called him and he had picked up all of Spike's things. The 'still intact' things packed into a bag that he had in his hand.

Anya was already storming in Gili's direction and was now kissing and cuddling the half asleep baby.

"He looks like death," Willow said and then she giggled. "You know what I mean."

"There was a lot of blood." A small smile was all Xander showed. He had been worried after Willow's call and what he had found at the cemetery, with all the blood and Spike's things broken and scattered, had not made him feel any better.

Over the last weeks he had come to know a side of Spike that he liked. Sometimes it felt like Jessie was back in his life. Not that he didn't have enough friends, but he was still a man, and every man needed a buddy, a male buddy.

"I'll bring him his stuff," he said and walked out of the kitchen.

"Anya...Anya do you have the blood from Willie's?" Willow asked the still-babytalking ex-demon.

"An, do I need to get a diaper to get your attention?"

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"Hey, Spike. I heard somebody kicked your sorry ass." Xander tried to see past all the cuts and bruises, but that was not an easy thing.

"Xander, don`t look at me that way. Ours is a forbidden love." Spike hated this. Every half hour Willow and Gili would look after him. He felt more like the baby in this house and now Xander looked at him with teary eyes.

"I have your stuff," Xander placed the box near the wardrobe and then seated himself on the end of the bed,"but your clothes are all gone. I packed some of mine so you don`t have to stay in bed until somebody has time to buy you something new."

"You really think I would put on your clothes if I could stay in bed and be pampered?" Spike winked in Xander's direction.

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"Now tell me what's up with you and Spike?" Anja asked Willow while helping her set the table.

"What? Anya, nothing's 'up' with me and Spike," Willow said, not sure how she could think that.

"Oh ..hmm! Ok, but I thought he would be able to give good orgasms and don`t tell me that you don`t like that." Anya, with one eye always on the baby, walked around the table.

"Of course I like orgasms...I mean, making love," Willow' wondered whether Anya's obsession was contagious. "But, I don`t think that Spike and I will ever have that."

Now Anya was confused, "So there will be no orgasms ever for you two?"

"Not together," Willow thought everything was settled with that.

But not for Anya.

"Ah, I get it. So, how do you do it? The shower head? Or something with batteries, I like..."

"Stop it! I so don`t want to hear this," Willow flushed and stormed out of the room.

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Willow walked straight into the bathroom. While she had been talking on the telephone with a salesman, Spike had told her, in a very comic mime, that he would bathe Gili tonight.

She knew that there was no towel in the bathroom, and so she carried one in her hand.

The towel fell to the floor as she caught sight of what was going on in the tub. The thing that so surprised her wasn't that Gili was laughing and splashing around, it was that a very naked, very naked attractive, Spike was doing the same.

She took a step back behind the door and watched them. Gili was in heaven. Willow knew that her baby loved to bathe and it seemed that Spike felt the same way.

His hair was a lot more curly than normal and little water drops shimmered like diamonds on his skin. He looked sexy, even with the duck on his head.

Willow blushed, turned, and ran into her room. She closed the door and threw herself onto her bed.

When she closed her eyes, she could still see him, and all the things Anya had said buzzed in her head.

"Bad Willow! There will be no orgasm thoughts about Spike," she giggled, "or the duck."

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Part 7

"Whoever you are, if you wake them up I will kill you!" growled Spike on the away to the door. Carefully, so he wasn't hit by the sun, he opened the door. A very angry Watcher stormed in.

"Where is she?" he grabbed Spike and pushed him against the now-closed door.

"Rupert, or should I call you Ripper.," Spike was amused, but only until he remembered that the Watcher had talked about a `her`.

"Xander told me everything. She used magic again...," Giles let go of the vampire and stormed in the direction of Willow's room.

"Bloody hell.," and Spike was right behind him.

Xander was the one who had agreed to get the Watcher from the airport. They had all thought together about the best way to tell him what had happened and they had came to the conclusion that it would be best to invite him to dinner and then show him Gili.

But Spike was ready to bet his duster that Xander had opened his mouth too wide.

Giles opened the door to Willow's room, ready to do whatever would be necessary to save the witch or, if it was too late, to save the world.

He was not prepared to see a sleeping Willow with a baby cuddled in her arms. It was the picture of pure innocence and love.

So he stood there, not making a sound. After a few minutes, he turned and walked out of the room.

Spike had watched Giles closely to make sure that everything was fine and, after a last glance at the bed, he silently closed the door and followed the Watcher.

"Rupert, I think perhaps Xander didn't tell you everything," Spike said, already sure of the answer.

"Well, it seems that he left a few things out." Giles was embarrassed. How had this happened, he wondered as he cleaned his glasses.

"Let's go into the kitchen and I will tell you everything." The vampire had a good feeling, not about the Watcher going all Ripper on him, but that this action made it clear how important Willow was to him.

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Willow, still half asleep, walked into the kitchen with Gili on her hip.

She felt a lot better now. Spike had insisted that she and Gili take a nap.

After they both had been awake for what seemed to Willow a whole week. She didn't know that getting teeth was this painfull for a baby.

"Spike, is the biting ring still in the freezer? Coz...," she walked into something big, hard, and warm.

She needed a moment to process this information. The smell was familiar. She lifted her face and looked directly into Giles' dark brown eyes.

Stepping back, she waved with her free hand.

Not sure what to say, she said nothing.

The tension in the room was too much for Gili, so she did what all babies do. She breathed deeply and then started crying.

Before Spike or Willow could react, Gili stretched her small arms in Giles' direction, and the Watcher, without thinking, obeyed her request. Gili, now happy, cuddled herself deeper in Giles' arms and, with a little teethless smile she grabbed hold of a little tweed and put it into her mouth.

Giles looked a little shocked at Willow, and then at Spike.

"Spike, I think you are right. This really is a special little lady." And then he smiled, and so did the others.

Part 8

"That has nothing to do with it, Pet." Spike was sure that if Willow would not stop soon he would go crazy.

"Yes, it has. You only want me to say, 'Yes Spike, you are right, you are my master'." Willow, searching under the bed, did not see the yellow glow of the vampire's eyes at her words.

"Stop it." Spike said, still watching her little bottom and how it moved.

Willow stood up and placed her hands on her hips.

"Spike, what is your problem?" This was ridiculous anyway. He was the last one to have seen the car key.

"Little Bird, you don`t want to know it." He wanted to look away, or maybe even run, but as he looked into Willow's eyes, he was lost, and so was she.

With one fast move, he had her in his arms and pinned to the wall.

"Luv, you have no idea what you do to me. Your smell, that little smile, the sparkles in your eyes, are making me hard as a rock." He pressed the part that he was talking about against her belly, which made Willow let out a groan.

"And that sweet little butt.," he moved his hands to her bottom and lifted her up so that his bulge was now pressing hard against her and she wrapped her legs around him.

"You are a temptation.," he murmured against her lips, while letting his right hand travel from her butt to her neck, "and I think I will succumb to it."

He softly pushed her head to the side so that he had a full view of her neck. Willow began to whimper as he touched her warm skin right above her pulse with his tongue.

Willow dug her nails into his shoulders. This felt so good, so right.

"Oh .Spike."

Spike possessively kissed her now. Lost in passion, they both began to touch, kiss, lick and explore each other as much as possible.

Soon this was not enough, and the vampire let go of her only to begin to remove her clothes. Willow helped him as much as she was able, but her knees were weak and her heart was racing.

When Willow was standing naked, still leaning against the wall, Spike took a moment to absorbing the sight of her.

"You are a goddess." He knelt down in front of her and placed his hands on her hips.

Willow was tied up by the look in his eyes. She could see the need in them, the same need she felt.

"Spike...," she was afraid, it had been a long time ago for her.

"Shh.everything will be good, Willow." Spike kissed her belly button and then he made little circles around it with his tongue.

As soon as Willow relaxed and gave in, he made his way down her belly. After all the nights he had dreamed of this moment he wanted it to be perfect for his little witch.

Languidly, she reached down with both hands and placed her fingers behind his head, entwining them in his hair.

"Oh, goddess, yes.," Willow whispered again and again.

She swung first one leg and then the other onto his shoulders, locking her ankles together behind him. Gently, but firmly, she drew his head into her.

Looking up, he could see her pear-like breasts swaying gently before him. Locked in the embrace of her legs, he felt his head being drawn in still further. He could smell her sex as his nose nuzzled into her pubic triangle. The delicate softness of the lips of her vulva met his.

Lifting his arms over the top of her legs, he slipped his hands down the sides of her inner thighs. Gently, he drew her legs apart so he could explore her womanhood. Softly, he sucked and nibbled the petals of her vulva, tasting the sweetness of her.

"I want you. I want you." Her hands pressed his head in hard against her flesh as she cried out her demands.

And then the front door slammed open and a happy, "We're back and we have Chinese food!" sounded out in the house.

"I will kill them!" Spike growled.

Willow let go of him, and grabbed her clothes, and ran into her room.

Spike, out of sheer frustration, beat against the wall, and his hand got stuck.

"I WILL KILL THEM!" he screamed.

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Giles watched Willow and Spike. They where all sitting at the kitchen table eating the Chinese food, but something was different.

First, as he came in he had heard Spike scream something. Not courageous enough, he had not asked what had happened while they had been away.

And then, usually both would talk at the same time and make lame jokes, but not today. Willow never looked at Spike and Spike looked only at Willow.

"They were having orgasms and we interrupted them," Anya stated, pointing with a rib from Spike to Willow and back.

This made Willow jump up and run from the kitchen, Spike on her heels.

"Well." Giles looked at Xander, not sure what to say, "tomorrow I think we should eat pizza."

"I think that's a good idea," Xander said, holding his sticks in the air. A few weeks ago, the thought of Willow and Spike together would have made him sick. But now he only wanted them to be happy.

"An, hon, do you want more rice?"