Title: Buffy & Spike, Lost in Cyber-Space Author: Anne Rose Email: anne3rose@yahoo.com URL: http://annerose.cjb.net http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=47579 Rating: R (but nothing you haven't seen on the show, at 8pm.) Disclaimer: Joss and Mutant Enemy, etc. own BtVS. No infringement intended. Any resemblance to people living, dead, or undead, or to real life events is all in your mind, is downright scary, and means you seriously need to get a life. Spoilers: Season 6, but story is set after 'Once More With Feeling' where Buffy lives, and a little later in Fic-land. Summary: S/B, Willow has been using her computer to do a little inter-dimensional hacking. Spike finds it and wacky Internet hi-jinks ensue. It gets a bit more serious as it goes along. It's become a retelling of the second half of Season 6. Answer to Challenge from Stephanie Honey. Archive: I would be honored if you want to archive it. Please let me know where so I can visit it. Author's Note: time passes differently in different dimensions. So it can be almost end of Season 6 in one place and Season 5 in another. Oh wait, that's syndication. ;-) And don't get on my case about screen names. I'm just keeping them simple. Thanks to the Buffy Dialog Database (http://vrya.cstone.net/index.htm) and the Buffy Guide (http://www.buffyguide.com/episodes.shtml) for help with research and parts of episodes. Thanks to Clare009, Dakota, and Hubby for beta reading. (c) April 25, 2002 --------------------- [Spoiled_Spuffy] fanfiction group challenge from Stephanie Honey Hey fic writes! I got a challenge for ya'll! Here it is: Requirement 1. Humorous Fic!!! Requirement 2. Buffy and Spike find a fanfic group. And can't believe some of the stuff fans write about them!!! Requirement 3. PG-13 or higher Requirement 4. e-mail it to me at honeymajandra@hotmail.com Option 1. Try to mention these members: Honeymajandra (me- Stephanie Honey), Sophie_limbourg (Sophie), Sarafina120 (Melissa), Lochnoir (Jerri) --------------------- Buffy & Spike, Lost in Cyber-Space By Anne Rose Part 12 ~*~*~ "Ok, what do we know?" Buffy asked. It was a couple hours after dawn, and the curtains were drawn in her room to keep the sun out. She was lying sideways across her bed, on her stomach, with the sheet pulled around her, going over their mental list one last time. "Nibblet hasn't made any wishes," Spike leaned forward, nudging the sheet down a little with his finger as he drew an imaginary checkmark on her back. "No wishes, check," Buffy noted, "and we haven't been ignoring her." "Right." Spike nodded, moving the sheet and making another check a little lower, just below her shoulder blade. "I helped her return the jewelry to the Magic Box." "I still think you should have gone during the day," Buffy shook her head. "Didn't want Anya to catch us, and was more fun that way, sort of like old times," he smiled, remembering past adventures. Buffy rolled her eyes. "Ok, it's past my actual birthday, I'm not inviting anyone from work, Xander's not inviting anyone from work, un-birthday and no civilians!" Buffy ticked off the items on her fingers. Spike made two more checks, enjoying how her muscles twitched under her skin where he touched her. "How 'bout Clem? He's hardly a civilian, and he'd definitely be a help if anything goes wrong." Buffy knew the big, floppy eared, loose skinned demon was just about Spike's only friend. "Sure, bring him along, but no kittens, and... nothing is going to go wrong." She sighed as he swept her hair out of the way and started massaging her back. "No kittens, got it. Speaking of things not to drag home, what did you do with the broken sword from that big demon last week?" "Gave it to Giles. Figured he could make sure the demon wasn't coming back." She groaned. "A little lower, I think I strained something last night." Spike chuckled, "How do you suppose that happened, Luv?" She flailed ineffectually at him, unable to reach him from her stomach. Giving up she fluffed the pillow under her chest and rested the side of her head on it, looking at him. Spike laughed again. "You're undoing my work here, hold still." "Do you think this will work?" She wondered. He shrugged. "We're ready as we'll ever be." Spike said, massaging the knot in her lower back. "Yep, we've though of everything." She moaned. "Everything... Hey, where is everybody today?" Spike asked. "I told them I needed the day to work on things for my birthday. Getting the house ready for the party. They'll be here by 7:00." "Thought Red and Tara were handling all that?" Spike asked, rolling her over onto her back, and looming over her, an arm resting on each side of her head. "They are," she chuckled. "Nothing can go wrong now." ~*~*~ Later, the alarm rang. Buffy rolled over hit it again. It was no use; the clock said 6:30pm. Tara and Willow were probably already getting things set up. She had 30 minutes to get up and dressed before the rest of the Scoobies arrived for her un-birthday party. Groaning she sat up and stretched. Then she reached over and jostled Spike. "Come on, time to face another Buffy birthday." "Is it that late?" He asked, a little disoriented. "It's 6:30," she replied, pulling the covers back and starting to get up. "Where did the time go," he smirked. She turned to look at him, and dodged his arm streaking out to grab her. "No, no, no!" She said, grasping the sheet firmly, shaking her finger at him, and backing away. "There are still a couple of my friends who haven't walked in on us, and I intend to keep it that way. Get up and put some clothes on." He sighed, but got up anyway. Leaving the blanket behind, he followed her around the room, 'looking for his clothes'. "What are you doing?" She gasped as he slid up behind her and wound his arms around her body. She caught one of his hands as it started roaming over her skin and down under the sheet she had wrapped herself in. He nuzzled her neck. "I'm looking for my clothes, as ordered. Last time I saw them, you had them." Giggling, in spite of herself, she shoved him away. "I'm going to go dress in the bathroom if you keep that up." She warned him. "Can't have that," he groaned. Leaving her alone for the moment he collected his clothes and sat on the end of the bed. From there he watched her as he pulled his own clothes back on. She was pulling things out of the closet and holding them up to herself. "Could save you a lot of trouble if we just stayed up here for the party." She didn't look at him. She knew the expression he would have on his face, and if she saw it she didn't think she'd be able to finish dressing. "Why don't you go downstairs and see if Willow and Tara need any help." "I like the view better up here," he said. "I have to get ready," she groaned. Grabbing his arm she pushed him out the door, and closed it behind him. "Hey, what about my boots?" He said, banging on the door. "You can get them later. Now go downstairs and leave me alone." She heard him laughing as his voice trailed off down the stairs. As he arrived in the kitchen, Spike said, "I've been sent to help you two with any last minute details." Willow and Dawn looked down at the tray of snacks they were arranging, trying to hide their faces. Tara was also blushing, but she had a mischievous look on her face. "She finally tossed you out?" Tara giggled. Spike smirked back at her, but bit his tongue as he noticed Dawn. "None of that. Just tell me what you need help with." "You could take the punch bowl and the cups out there and set them up," Willow suggested. Spike nodded and started carrying the cups out to the table. A few minutes before 7:00, Buffy came downstairs and looked around. Willow and Tara looked at her expectantly. She dashed over and hugged both of them, and then Dawn. "You did such a nice job decorating the house. And the food smells great. Thanks!" "Oh, it was nothing," Willow said, grinning. "Happy Birthday, Buffy." She loved having happy Buffy back again. There was a knock at the door and Buffy went to let Xander and Anya in. While they were wishing her happy birthday Giles arrived. "Happy Birthday," Giles said, giving her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. "I brought you a little something." He handed her a small package with a garish bow. "Thanks, Giles," Buffy said and the walked over and put the present on the table with the others. Spike walked out from the kitchen followed by Clem. "Nice to meet all of you," Clem said, waving and catching their attention. Giles blinked and then squared his shoulders, walked over to Clem, and extended his hand. "Nice to meet you, Clem. I'm Giles." He shook Clem's hand and raised an eyebrow at Spike. "You're a friend of Buffy's?" He asked Clem. "Well, we played poker one time, but mostly I'm a friend of Spike's. We hang out together, play poker, watch TV, that sort of thing." He explained, trying to sound as harmless as possible to the humans. "Ah, I see," Giles nodded. They milled around, ate, drank, talked about the upcoming wedding, and exchanged stories of past Buffy birthdays. By 8:30 they had settled into the living room and Buffy was starting to open her presents. She closed her eyes as Anya and Xander went to go get something. Opening them, she saw Xander had made her an oak chest for her weapons. "It's lovely, Xander. Thank you," she said, giving him a quick hug. "I'm not threatened by that," Anya told Dawn. "Xander and I are getting married this weekend, and it's ok if his friends hug him." Dawn nodded and smiled back at Anya. When Anya looked away, Dawn rolled her eyes. Tara and Willow had cast a protection spell for Buffy and Dawn, and they cast another to cover Spike. "It won't make you invincible or anything," Willow explained. "But it will take the edge off the baddies." Buffy was touched that they had thought of Spike. When she unwrapped Giles present she found a copy of the Slayer's Handbook. "I thought you said there was no point?" She said, looking at it with amazement. Giles nodded, "Better late than never. You can at least get a few good laughs. I believe you've rewritten most of the book." He smiled at her fondly. "Open mine now," Dawn said, sliding a large flat box onto her lap. Buffy opened it and inside was a lovely leather coat. "It's beautiful Dawn. Thank you." She said, as she smoothed the leather with her hands. "I hope you don't mind. I used some of the 'egg' money," Dawn said. "Oh, Dawn, I thought you were going to get something for yourself." Buffy replied. "I wanted to get you something. You're clothes are always getting trashed. And you need a new coat." Dawn smiled as Buffy reached over and hugged her. "Hey, Spike, where's your present?" Xander asked. "I've already unwrapped my present from Spike," Buffy answered, grinning at Spike. He smiled back at her. "Actually, I did have something else." He got up and went upstairs to get it. "Thanks everyone. This is my best birthday ever," Buffy said. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Buffy got up to go answer it. ~*~*~ TBC...