WE ARE ALONE 1/?

SPOILERS: Set before last new ep. Tara is just a friend and Spike did not sleep with Harmony.

DISTRBUTION: Red's Big Bad, Anyone else: Want, take, have.

D's Challenges - Part of Red's Big Bad

DISCLAIMER: Does my writing seem like Joss Whedon' s to you?

Spike wakes with a gasp. How could I be dreaming about the Slayer? I mean she's a pretty chit, but she's no Red. Red? What kind of demon have I turned into? How can I be turned on by a Slayer and her little sidekick. I have to get a hold of myself. Just then, Spike heard a loud banging on his door. Gorggily, he grabbed his pants and shoes, preparing to run. After his run-in with the Slayer, he was expecting to be greeted by a stake.

"Spike, open up right now. I want to talk to you," Willow yelled.

Well, well, well, speak of the devil, Spike thought. At least I know she won't stake me. Doesn't have it in her goody-two-shoes little heart. He put on his trademark charm and disarm smirk and sauntered to the door. Willow pressed a stake against his heart.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't stake you, Spike."

"Pet."

"How could you try to kill Buffy just to get dechipped, after everything we've done for you."

"Done for me, the Watcher and Chubs kept me a bloody prisoner for months. It was pure torture.

"What goes around comes around, Spike. Besides they let you out, eventually and then what did you do; you tried to break us all up when you teamed up with Adam. You almost got us all killed."

"Listen, Red, you little Slayerettes decied to crash in on the party; my plan - only the Slayer was gonna die."

"Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike!," Willow shrieked.

"What? Me vampire, she Slayer. It's the law of the jungle, Pet. Nothing personal. Besides, I was the dashing hero or did you forget that werewolf, he was getting awfully close to killing you."

"Not as close as you've been, Spike", Willow stated bitterly.

Spike winced at her words.

"For the longest time you were the only person besides Tara that I had to confide in while everyone else was off doing their own thing. There were even a few times when you confided in me. Spike, I understand how badly you want the chip out, but there are other ways and think about it, even when you didn't have the chip, you were alone Spike. If there's one thing I've learned about you, it's that you..you don't like to be alone." she ended sadly.

"Oh, just stake me now, before I'm forced to listen to one more word of this. I don't need the bloody Scoobies and I DON'T NEED YOU!!." he shouted angrily.

Willow dropped the stake and stormed out as she tried to stop the rushing onslaught of tears. She collapsed against a headstone and nearly choked on her tears before straightening hereself up and putting on her resolve face.

Damn. What the hell had gotten into him. He didn't mean to tear into the chit like that. Not Willow. She was special. He was snapped out of his thoughts by someone calmly knocking on his door.

"Willow, you came back. Why?"

"I left something here."

"What, your stake?"

"No, this." She nearly cut off her own words as she pulled Spike into a desperate kiss.

At first he is hesitant, but then he plunges his tongue deep inside her hungry mouth. He grabs her waist and gyrates against her. She pulls him even closer as he reaches behind her and closes the still open door. They moan into each other. He turns her around and backs her up into his footboard. Her luminous green eyes stare deep into his pulsating blue ones, now showing more than a hint of amber. He smiles back at her ogling as he removes his shirt. "Another second, Pet, and it'll be too late to stop."

"It's already too late, Spike. I want you so much. I have for awhile now, I just didn't know it."

"Me too, Red." He proceeded to show her just how much he wanted her all day and into the early evening. He lay there with his arms wrapped around her, pulling her as close as possible. She was so beautiful she glowed. He ran his his hands through her fire-like hair. She looked up at him and they met for a scorching kiss. Willow left a trail of kisses on his chest. "Willow," Spike growled.

"Oh, Spike, hold...(kiss)....that.....(kiss) thought Spike, we have to go meet the gang."

"Aw, bloody hell Red!"

That walked hand in hand to the magic shop, their bodies yearning to be even closer to each other. Willow stopped just outside the door.

"Spike, I think it's better if I go in alone. You did just try to kill Buffy."

"It has been a good day hasn't it."

"Spiike" Willow threatened.

"What? Besides I thought I had made up for trying kill the Slayer sometime within the last 24 hours. Quite a few times as I recall."

"You have made it up to me, Spike, but not with Buffy."

"You want me to shag the Slayer. I'm shocked". Just then memories of that dream replayed in his mind and he shuddered at the thought. He had to get past it. "After tonight, you're the only one I want to shag, Red."

"I feel the same way, Spike, but sometimes you can be so bad."

"That's right, I'm the Big Bad."

Willow burst into giggles. "I should go in now. Spike...wait....here."

"Yes, ma'am. I like it when you take charge, Pet." Spike smirked.

"Later, Spike, I promise", she replied huskily. Spike gulped.

As Willow entered the shop she was bombared with 'Where have you been'.

"Uh, that's what I wanted to talk to you guy about. Now, resolve face here, no one say anything until I'm finished."

"Will" Buffy started. Willow pointed to her own face. Buffy closed her mouth.

"I've been with someone. Someone I care about. This..person... is sexy and smart and funny and knows about the Hellmouth already and has even helped us out a couple of times." Willow rambled.

"Oh, my God, you're seeing Angel", Buffy accused.

"Of course not, she said funny, definitiely not Angel. You ...you said person, it's not a girl like on Jerry Springer is it? It's Faith or Cordelia, isn't it?" Xander insinuated.

"It couldn't be Cordelia, she said smart. I say it's Tara. No wait, she said funny." Anya stated.

"Guys, I'm still here and by the way, Xander and Anya, get your minds out of the gutter. First of all I'm not gay. Second of all, Angel can be funny, Cordelia can be smart occasionally, and once in a while Tara is funny. Thirdly, I said person because this person is a vampire and Buffy, no, it's not Angel." Willow finished, exasperated.

"If it"s not Angel, but it"s a vampire, then that leaves...Hostile 17! Riley replied.

"Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiike"! everyone screeched.

"Well, actually... Willow's words were soon cut off.

"You rang" Spike smirked as he sauntered in. He put his arm around her waist and gave her a steamy kiss.

"Good lord", Giles said before he fainted.

CHAPTER: 2

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