Wend Their Ways Together: Chapter Two

[jesterladyfic]

Chapter Two

They found their way back to Giles’ where he had been doing some thinking. Xander explained the situation to him while Buffy and Spike made a big deal out of dressing each other’s wounds and cooing at how brave the other was. Even without being able to see, Giles wanted to throw up. As Xander reached the end of his worry about Willow/tirade against Willow for doing the magic spell speech, Giles decided to let them all know what was going on in his mind. Everyone more or less approved of his solution, though they all wished it didn’t have to be so temporary.

“But,” he reminded them, “the only one who can break Willow’s spell is Willow. All we can do is try to negate the effects until she gets back.” They arranged to meet back there the next morning to do the necessary work. Buffy was still wearing her worried face though.

“Xander, you can’t go home. The demons are going to be coming for you. You should stay here. And you can help Giles, since he can’t see.”

“Buffy, I’m sure the demons can get at Xander wherever he is. And I know that Spike, with his new found respect for me, can get me whatever I need,” Giles said sarcastically.

“Well, um, actually, uh,” she stammered, “I was thinking Spike should
come to my dorm room with me.” All heads, including Spike’s, shot to her in
shock. She blushed and stammered even more. “Well, you know, that second Fyarl
really cut up his head and he shouldn’t be sleeping on a couch or in the bathtub
and since Willow’s gone, there’ll be an extra bed, and since Xander won’t be
there, there’s no sense in him being alone at his place and-” running out of lame
excuses, she ended defiantly- “and he’s my fiancée and I want him there.”


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“You know, I think the Slayer is right,” said Spike, as if being drawn into an exciting, new world, “My head feels awful bad. Bloody agony, really. Don’t suppose that’s a good sign. No, after all, it’s best to listen to the Slayer. She’s got the whole Chosen One wisdom thing going on.” Though he was fooling no one, he could tell that Buffy was delighted with his blathering, despite the good show she was putting on at being annoyed, so he kept on and inadvertently, hit on a good idea. “You know, I bet some magic would help here. Keep little Xander safe for the night. We could do a barrier spell or a privacy spell, so the two of them could shag and Rupes here wouldn’t even have to know about it.”

“Shut up, Spike!” hissed Xander. “All you care about is your own precious shag time, which you in no way deserve and would in no way get if Buffy were herself, so unless you want a beating from someone whom you can’t hit, you’d better just shut up.”

“Xander!” interrupted Buffy. “I know this is hard on you with Willow gone and all, but you have to accept Spike. I know it’ll take time, but you have to. Spike was just trying to help.” Spike flashed an impertinent and unrepentant grin at Xander behind her back.

“Yes, he was being very helpful,” said Anya. “I like the privacy spell idea, let’s do that.”

“Anya, the reason we’re not doing the spell is the same reason we’re not
doing any of the spells that’ll actually help us right now. The magic shop is
closed and we don’t have any of the ingredients we need,” explained Giles wearily.

“Oh, we don’t need that stuff for a basic warding off spell for demons,
and I can do the privacy spell myself. Something I learned back in my demon
days; you see there was this one-“

“Explain how we do it,” interrupted Buffy impatiently.

“Well, all you need to do the ward spell is someone who fights demons,
someone with magic ability, a demon and the Lithos Sphere. Giles has one right
there.” So between Giles, Anya, Buffy and a most reluctant Spike, they set up a
warding spell against demons for the night. Spike and Buffy then left, after a
plea from Giles for them to be careful.

“Buffy, I know this feels normal to you. But try to remember, it isn’t
real, and don’t do anything rash.”

“Oh hell, he’s already playing the heavy father bit,” muttered Spike.
Buffy shoved him in the ribs and tenderly took Giles’ hand.

“Giles, you know I’ll be careful. Spike loves me and he can’t hurt me
because of the chip anyway. Besides, I know this is supposed to be a spell, but
I think it backfired somehow and didn’t affect the two of us. Probably because
of our Slayer and vampire-ness. But I know you worry, so please just rest those
eyes and the two of us will be back bright and early in the morning ready to
help.”

“Oh yeah, I’ll be back bright in the morning, especially since I’ll probably be on bloody fire,” grumbled Spike. Buffy giggled and took his proffered arm and they left Anya preparing her privacy spell, a very red Xander, and Giles, looking as if death had come for him.