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"I'm getting tired of hiding this"

"Me too. Only until school ends. Then, we can go away together. Nothing will matter."

"They don't hate me, exactly. They will if they find out about this."

"They won't. We've kept it hidden for two years. Hell, they even thought you really left. We can do this."

"How long is the slayer gone?"

"Until Sunday evening. I'm your all weekend."

"Really?"

"Well, besides being your for the rest of my life yes."

Spike moved his hand over Willow's cheek. "They have no idea, do they?"

"None. Kiss me."

Spike moved his lips over hers, his tongue trailing along her lips, demanding entrance. She gasped when she felt him push her skirt up. He chuckled.

"Someone is being a naughty girl...no panties pet?"

"What can I say? I am in love with a horny old man. Besides, I like to be prepared just in case we get time alone."

"Old? I'll show you old, little girl. I have more stamina than any of these young pups that go to your school."

"Promises, promises" Willow said smiling.

He freed his cock and ran it along her slit. He saw her eyes darken with need. Taking his sweet time, he slowly pushed into her, holding her against the wall of the building. They were so used to sneaking around that, even when they didn't have to, they still did. He couldn't wait to have her in his bed all weekend. He was thrilled that the slayer had left town.

Willow pushed against him, taking him deeper. She felt his hands move under her ass, holding her in place against the cold brick. He had ruined her for anyone else. His touched excited her in a way that no one else could. She couldn't describe the feelings that he brought out in her. Always had. SInce that first night. Nothing had been able to put out the flames.

Spike pumped into her several times. He saw her eyes fluttering as she began to cum. She tightened her hold on his cock, milking his own release from him. He felt his face shift as he bit into her breast. Her warm blood flowed into his mouth as he sucked hungrily. Knowing that he had enough, he pulled away. She caught his mouth with hers as she slid down to a standing position.

Pulling away she smiled, "All weekend. Your bed or mine?"

"I think we should say mine, just in case you get surprise visitors."

"Let's go then luv" she said, imitating his voice.

He put his arm around her waist as they walked out of the alley, both glancing around to make sure that no one was watching. He was getting tired of this charade.

* * * * *

"Spike, why don't you and Willow go look for at the cemetery."

Willow looked up at Giles. "Would you rather me stay here and help research?"

"Yeah, I could look better without having to worry about the chit" Spike protested.

"I would prefer everyone to work in pairs. Xander and Anya are checking the Bronze. Buffy and Riley are looking around Downtown. That leaves you two. Try to put aside your animosity for the evening and work together."

"Sure thing Giles" Willow said smiling. "I'll help the popsicle search."

"Popsicle?" Spike rolled his eyes. "Come on beanpole. The graves await us."

"Beanpole?" Willow demanded harshly as they walked outside.

Giles looked at the others. "Just like children. Always bickering."

Buffy laughed. "I may have to worry about him killing her instead of the nasties."

"He won't kill her. He enjoys their fights." Anya said, standing.

"What?"

She looked at them. "Are you all blind? Those two have been fucking since before I got here. You say I'm stupid."

"No way. Spike was evil then." Xander protested.

"I call them as I see them. Red and Blondie are bumping uglies. Ask them if you don't believe me."

Buffy shook her head in denial. "Willow would have told me."

Anya laughed. "I can just see that conversation. 'Oh, Buffy, by the way. You know that dead stud that tried to kill us all? Well, he and I are having wild, hot monkey sex. Just thought you should know.' Please. She still blushes when we talk about sex. You would have staked his cute ass then berated her. Who cares? It's her body. She got herself a hottie. Be happy. Xander, Come now. Bronze is waiting."

The others looked at the ex-demon in surprise. Had they been blind all these months? Had she seen something that they had chosen to ignore? Buffy shook her head as she tried to remember everything that had happened since Spike had come to town.

"Anya is right" Buffy said softly.

"What?" Xander looked across the table at her.

"About Willow and Spike. I've been thinking about it all night. There has always been this connection between them. I just never paid attention."

"Willow and Spike?" Xander repeated. "You think so?"

"She has lied to us for over two years. I can't believe her."

"She never lied" Anya pointed out. "She just didn't tell the truth. I want to dance."

"I don't" Xander said, his mind reeling at the idea that his friend had been secretly been carrying on an affair with their enemy. "That's why he helped you defeat Angelus."

"I'd wager a guess." Buffy said. "Can you believe it?"

"I wonder if she ever plans on telling us?"

Buffy watched Anya dancing with Riley. "I don't know. I really don't know. I can't trust her anymore. She has proven that her loyalty belongs to him."

"I don't know Buff. This is Willow."

"I know." Buffy said softly.

* * * * *

"You lying bitch." Buffy hissed at Willow.

"Way to be delicate" Anya said.

Willow looked around the room. Giles, Riley, Xander, Anya, Buffy. Everyone was looking at her with a mixture of hatred and disappointment. She sighed. They knew.

"I never lied" Willow said quietly.

"You call fucking one of my..our biggest enemies for years not lying?" Buffy said.

"I love him" Willow said.

"Love? That's a joke. He's using you to get to me." Buffy declared. "Remember? I'm the slayer."

"Who could forget with you reminding me constantly?" Willow said trying to keep her cool.

"Is he a good fuck?" Anya asked. "What? I don't care who sleeps with. He hasn't killed anyone, so I don't see that harm."

"He tried to kill us a dozen times" Xander said, his eyes cold as he looked at Willow. "That time he kidnapped us? What was that about?"

"He had to see me. He reacted when you were there." Willow said quietly.

"He almost killed me."

"Did not. You passed out" Willow said.

"I'm going to stake him. I don't care if he is helping us."

Willow looked at Buffy. "No. He's a better person than Angel ever could imagine being. You let him go."

"Angel has a soul."

"Angelus didn't. He killed Jenny. He tried to kill me. Spike never killed any of us. Sure, he tried. It's expected. He doesn't have a soul and he's still better than Angel."

"You bitch," Buffy said.

"If you kill him, I'll kill you." Willow said softly, her eyes serious. "I will track you down and make you beg for death. Don't push me on this one Buff. I'll win."

"You'd choose him over me?"

"In a heartbeat."

"Which he doesn't have" Xander pointed out.

Willow sighed, "None of you know him. Really know him. I've been with him since shortly after Halloween a couple of years ago. In all that time, he's never once tried to hurt me. He's saved me I don't know how many times. He's even saved every one of you. I don't want to lose you but he has my heart."

"Go then. Run to your little vampire. We don't need you" Buffy said, her voice hard.

"If that's the way you want it" Willow said, blinking back tears. She turned. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

"I don't care what they say, I could care less who you fuck. He saved me. I technically owe him my life. I just wanted you to know." Anya smiled at Willow, letting her know that she at least had one friend.

"Thank you" Willow said softly, squeezing the girl's hand.

Anya watched her leave. Turning, she glared at the others. "That was just bad of you." she turned and left, slamming the door.

* * * * *

Spike saw Willow's face as she entered the apartment. "What's wrong?"

She sat down and looked at him. "They know."

He sat, running his hand through his blond hair. "How?"

"I don't know. Guess they finally noticed. It wasn't pretty."

"What did they do?" he felt anger run through him.

"Nothing. Let's just say that I have one friend right now."

"Who?"

Willow laughed, "Amazingly, Anya. She told them off rather nicely. Reminds me of Cordelia in a lot of ways. Similar personalities."

"We'd better call Peaches."

"I forgot. We can warn him and Cor that they'll probably hear about it. Let them know to act surprised."

"You going to be ok?"

Willow saw the concern in his eyes. "As long as I have you, things are great. We just will be moving to LA a bit sooner than planned."

"The cheerleader will be thrilled."

"So will Angel. I'm sure he's tired of paying her large phone bills."

"They don't that you two girls are so close either do they?"

Willow shook her head. "No. Cordy and I sort of kept it a secret. She moved past Xander when he fucked Faith. Went back to her old group. I helped her through all that. I was happy for her to be able to leave Sunnydale."

"Do I need to watch my back?"

"Yes. I told Buffy that if she hurt you, I'd kill her. I don't know if she believed me or not."

"You told her that, luv?" Spike looked impressed.

"Of course. I can't live without you."

"If she hurts you again, I'll kill her. I won't allow anyone to hurt you."

"I'll see about transferring mid-semester. We can get out of here and just enjoy life. Sound good?"

He kissed her slowly, loving her with his mouth. "Sounds great."

"Go call Angel. I'm sure Buffy will call and whine to him soon enough."

Spike smiled at her, "Peaches can wait. You've had a stressful day. Let me make it better."

He leaned in and kissed her again, his hands running over her tense body.

* * * * *

"They don't even mention your name" Anya said, disgusted at their behavior.

Willow smiled. "That's ok. They are only hurting themselves. I'm getting over it."

"It's been two weeks!" Anya said. "I won't even give Xander sex. He still won't give in."

"Anya, you've done enough. Don't withhold sex on my account."

Anya smiled, "Bet you never thought you'd say that."

"No. You're right."

"So, how is Studly?"

Willow rolled her eyes. "Spike is fine. I think he is glad that he no longer has to play nice with the slayer."

"When did he play nice?" Anya asked amused.

"He tried. That's more than they are doing."

"You sure you're ok?"

"Yes. I have Spike and I have you. I also have a few other friends that don't care who I love."

"I'm glad. This has really shown me a side of Xander that I don't like. He is letting Buffy do his thinking for him."

"Get use to it. Xander is like one of those ping pong balls that goes back and forth. He never knows what he really thinks."

"I've noticed. There are times I hate being human, but there are others when I am glad that I am."

"Getting better?"

"Yes. I thought I loved Xander. Now, I'm not sure. He was the first human I ever became involved with. What do you think?"

"That I am staying out of this." Willow sighed, "Anya, you can't ignore your heart. If it tells you he's the one, he is. If it doesn't, just use him for sex until you find the right one."

"You sound like me."

"I learn quickly" Willow said smiling. "I'd better go. It is almost dusk. Spike will be looking for me. Thanks for dinner."

"Thanks for listening. Give Studly a nice blow job for me."

Willow laughed and shook her head as she left her friend.

Anya watched her new friend leave. She saw the way Willow's face lit up when spoke of Spike. The lust and love that filled her eyes. Anya had been over to visit several times. She saw that they loved each other deeply. She knew that they would die for each other. She sighed. She also knew that she would not die for Xander. She would have even a month ago. Now, the feelings had begun to fade. She wanted someone that looked at her like Spike looked at Willow. She wanted someone that would die for her. She wondered if she would be lucky enough to find someone like that. She paid the check and headed home.

* * * * *

Anya threw the plate in the sink. She glared at Xander.

"Guess who I had lunch with?"

He looked at her. "No one I know I'm sure."

"You're a bastard. You act as though she hasn't been your friend since you peed in a diaper."

"Anya, stop. I don't have to explain myself to you."

"Fine. Just leave. I'm tired of this."

"What?" Xander looked at her in surprise.

"He loves her. She loves him. It is none of your business who she loves. You can't accept that. So, leave. I'd rather be myself than sit here with a hypocrite."

"Hypocrite?"

"Must I mention Cordelia and Faith?"

Xander paled. "Fine. I guess it must be that time of the month. I'll call you tomorrow."

"What-ever" Anya said, watching him leave. She wondered if she had made a bad choice. She felt her heart twist as she imagined life without him. She didn't like his attitude though. Maybe a day apart would do them good.

Her phone rang. "What?"

"Is Willow still with you?"

"Studly? No, she left right before dark. I guess it was almost seven. Why?"

"She isn't here. She didn't call. Something happened. I looked around the neighborhood but didn't see her."

Anya felt a rush of fear shoot through her. "No..."

"I'm worried." the words were spoken softly.

"I'll be right there. We'll find her. Don't worry, Spike. She's fine. I'm sure of it."

"I hope so" the phone hung up.

Anya ran out the door, grabbing her purse on the way.

* * * * *

Willow opened her eyes. Her head was throbbing. She looked around, her eyes widening in fear as she stared.

"Someone's been a naughty girl. Took my Spikey away then took my daddy away from me. Naughty girls have to be punished. Yes, they must be punished."

* * * * *

Angel looked up at Cordelia's white face.

"What's wrong Cordelia?" his deep voice asked.

"Vision" she said sitting down.

"And?" Angel prompted

She shook her head. "Water."

"Water?"

She rolled her eyes. "I need water."

He got her a cup and filled it. "Here."

She drank it down. "We have to go to Sunnydale."

"What?" He demanded.

She looked at him, fear in her eyes. "Willow's in danger. She's going to die if we don't get there."

"Willow? Oh, God. Spike." Angel went to the phone. He called his childe. His words were short. He hung up. "Willow's been missing since this evening. We have to go now."

"You can drive" Cordelia said, grabbing her purse. "Like a bat out of hell, please."

"Look for police." he cautioned.

"I saw Willow and dolls. A lot of dolls." she said softly. "And blood. So much blood. Drive fast."

Angel heard her words. Dolls? He felt a twist in his gut. It couldn't be. He pushed the accelerator down. They needed to get to Sunnydale.

* * * * *

Spike hung up, his face desperate. "Angel and Cordelia are coming."

Anya looked at him, "Buffy and Xander's exes?"

"Friends of mine and Willow." Spike corrected.

"What did they say? How did they know?"

"Cordelia had a vision. Willow is in danger. I can't lose her." Spike said slowly, kicking the table with his large boot.

"You won't. We won't let that happen." Anya declared. "When will they get here?"

"Less than an hour. Peaches will drive. Promise me we'll find her."

Anya looked into his desperate eyes. They were slightly bloody from unwept tears. "I promise. I'll find her or die trying."

Spike nodded, accepting her words. "Stay here until they get here. I'll go out and look some more."

Anya watched him leave. She almost called Xander, but remembered his words. He told her that to them, Willow was dead. She had made her choice and would be forced to live with it. She turned away from the phone, praying for the first time as a human. She prayed that they would find Willow. It had taken her a long time to find a friend. She didn't want to lose her that quickly.

* * * * *

"So, you're Anya?"

"You're Cordelia?"

"I think you have bad taste for dating Xander, but Willow has told me what you've done for her. I have to say thanks for that."

"Same here. Besides, I am too good for Xander. I realized that, with Willow's help. There is more to a relationship than sex."

"Big revelation huh?" Cordelia said.

"You're sad. Why?" Anya asked.

Cordelia shrugged, "Someone I cared about died a few months ago. Still not over it, I guess."

Anya nodded understanding. She saw a dark haired man come to the front door. "Wow."

Angel saw the girl looking at him and smiled slightly. It was Anya, the demon who had wreaked such havoc last year. Willow had told him that she was the only one to stand beside her and Spike. He would be grateful to the girl for that for a long time. He cared very deeply for Spike and Willow. He had never allowed his feelings to be known, knowing their need for secrecy.

"May I come in?"

Anya nodded, almost wiping the drool. She had met Angel last year, during the whole Vamp Willow episode. She had never realized quite how hot he was. Lordy, Buffy was an idiot for letting this one go. She had heard Willow talk about his gentleness....his intelligence...his sensitivity...his cute ass and great pecs.

"Come in."

"Anya" he said, taking her hand.

He felt the electric shock and glanced at her. Her eyes were wide as they stared at each other.

"Shall I put on the smalzy music or can we forget about this little 'moment' and think about Willow?" Cordelia asked.

Angel pulled his hand away, looking sheepishly at them both. "Sorry."

Anya knew suddenly that he was the one. It was just like Willow had described her first meeting with Spike. Well, minus the threat on her life and the violence. She was meant for this man.

"Spike is out looking for her" she kept her eyes on his dark brown ones.

Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Why am I always the one left out? Willow gets a vamp. Angel's making eyes at Anya. My man dies before I can even..." her voice broke.

Anya looked at her, compassion clouding her eyes. She went to the girl and held her.

She glanced at Angel and smiled, "I"m usually a complete bitch. I don't know how to explain the last few weeks. I think Willow's departure forced me to grow up or something. You're gorgeous."

Angel knew that if it were possible, he'd be blushing. "Thanks"

"Excuse me?" Cordelia said sniffling, "This is a ME moment here. You two can flirt after I've finished and we find Willow."

Spike came in. "Angel. I can't find her." he said collapsing in his sire's arms.

Angel and Anya exchanged a wistful glance and then concentrated on the weeping person in their respected embrace.

* * * * *

"Where is she?" Spike said, pacing around the room.

Anya and Cordelia shared a concerned look. It had been twelve hours since Willow had left the restaurant. They hadn't heard from her. Couldn't find her. Nothing.

Angel looked at his childe, "In Cordelia's vision....she saw blood and dolls."

Spike's head shot up and he looked at Angel. "Drusilla."

"Is she back?" Angel asked softly.

"I hadn't heard that she was, but dolls. It has to be."

"Well, I can see that loony bitch taking Willow."

"Cordelia, did you anything that might give us an idea where she is?" Anya asked.

She had never met Drusilla, but she had heard stories from the others. If she had Willow, there was a good chance that her friend was in great danger.

"No" Cordelia said softly. "I just saw the dirt on the floor and the blood. I saw Willow's face and dolls."

"Dirt?" Angel said, his mind racing.

"Let's go see Willie. If Dru's back, he'll know." Spike said, his face becoming emotionless.

"Do you want me to go alone?" Angel asked.

Cold blue eyes looked at him. "No. I promised that I'd always protect her, or die trying. I intend to keep that promise."

Spike looked at the girls. "If you hear anything, page Peaches."

"Be careful" Anya said, looking intently at Angel. He smiled almost shyly.

"Always" he said before leaving.

Anya felt Cordelia's eyes on her. "What?"

Cordelia smiled, "Do I detect an attraction?"

"Maybe. I don't know. I just dumped Xander like yesterday. We need to think about Willow."

"You're right. I hope Dru doesn't have her. That bitch is bad news."

"So I've heard."

"I hate sitting here and doing nothing."

Anya smiled. "Turn the machine on. Let's go look. We're women. We can see things that they would never notice."

Cordelia smiled as she flipped the answering machine on. "I think you and I are going to get along just great."

"I have that feeling too" Anya said smiling.

The two women walked into the night. They needed to find Willow before it was too late.