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Shame on You by ginar369
 
Chapter 14
 
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Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Since I have already stolen Drogyn and hopefully given him a better death than Joss did; you won’t be all that surprised that I am playing with the Angel timeline. I’m just borrowing one more character. But I promise to give him back in the same condition I got him in.
 
Dialog taken from “No Place Like Home” by Doug Petrie. Dialog taken from Triangle, written by Jane Espenson
 
Many thanks to my beta No_Promises. The wonderful banner is by 3hours.

Hanging up the phone Buffy started thinking out loud. “Mom would be safe in LA. Wes could find someone there to take care of her without letting anyone in Sunnydale know she’s there.”

Buffy started pacing. “Do you think we could send Dawn too?”

“We need her for the ritual.”

“I know that but right now as long as she’s here she’s a target right? So we send her out of town with mom to Wes. He can look up the ritual and when it’s ready she comes back.”

“Sounds okay. But is the watcher up to protecting ‘em both? If not I’d rather keep the bit close.”

Buffy opened the cell phone and started dialing. As soon as the line was answered she started talking. “Wes, I’m sending my mom and Dawn to you tonight. I need you to meet Spike. Mom’s sick she needs to see a doctor, one that won’t call the hospital here in Sunnydale. I don’t want anyone here to know she’s out of town.”

Spike came up next to Buffy. “Take ‘em to Peaches if you need to. Joyce can tell him she didn’t want to leave Dawn by herself with you so busy with classes and all. He’ll protect ‘em both.” 

Buffy tilted the phone so Spike could hear Wesley. “What should I do if Angel wants to call Giles or yourself and ask about the situation?”

“Lie, tell him Giles went to England or somethin’. Damn do-gooders can’t lie to save your lives.”

After making arrangements for Spike to deliver Joyce and Dawn to Wes for protection Buffy ended the call with the former watcher and made her way back to the main room of the cavern Pulling Spike aside she told him her plan. “Mom won’t go willingly if she knows you’re taking her to LA.”

“So tell ‘er you’re sending the bit to LA for now an’ I don’t want to be trapped in a car for two hours with a teenager by myself.”

 “That might work.” “Ugh, we’re gonna have to move those rocks aren’t we? To get one of the cars out?”

“Don’t know. It’s a risk either way. If we use one of the cars in the tunnel there’s a chance someone will recognize them. But scouting around town lookin’ for a car to nick with your mum an’ sis is a risk too. So is stealin’ one and drivin’ it back here.”

“Can you find a car and park it some where and lead them out through the tunnels?”

“Prob’ly. Won’t be easy but seems like the best plan.”

“As soon as it’s dark enough go find a car and hide it. Come back and well get my mom and Dawn out of here.”

“You know there’ll be hell to pay when they figure it out.”

“Yeah but not until they come back.”
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As soon as dusk arrived Spike left the cavern in search of a car. Armed with cans of spray paint stolen from the hardware store in a backpack slung over his shoulder and some window film to darken the windows of the car, he made his way to the mall parking lot. It seemed the Sunnydale denial factor was still at work. The lot was full cars of people shopping in mall. He was almost found out a few times while searching for a car to steal. Apparently Kaledena had sent her new minions to the mall to gather new recruits. It was easy to spot them once you knew what to look for. The humans under her control walked with a shuffling gait constantly looking around as if to allow Kaledena to see as much as she could through their eyes.

Finally spotting a car that he could hotwire Spike waited until the humans were gone from the vicinity reaching into his duster pocket the vampire produced a slim-jim. After popping the lock Spike quickly started the car and drove it to an abandoned warehouse that had tunnel access. It took two hours to change the color of the car with the cans of paint. Attaching the film took a bit longer but eventually he was finished and made his way back to the cave to get Joyce and Dawn.

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Tara and Anya were in the main chamber going over the rest of the material left by the Council. Nothing was in English. Most of it was in Latin but there were a few parts in a language Tara didn’t recognize. “Anya do you know any languages?”

“Quite a few, as a vengeance demon I had to be able to understand the person wishing.”

“Do you know what this is?”

“Looks Russian. It’s been a while but I’ll give it a try. I was there during the Revolution you know, that was one hell of a wish let me tell you! Who would have thought one wronged woman’s wish could start a war!”

Buffy hurried down the corridor to get away from the conversation Tara and Anya were having towards the room her mother and Dawn were sharing in the cave. The two Summers’ women were currently having a dinner of PB&J sandwiches and juice boxes. Spike would be back soon to get the two women and Buffy wanted to have a bag packed with their belongings before he arrived. Clem had been entertaining Dawn for most of the day discussing pop bands and reality TV shows. As Buffy finished placing the last of her mother’s clothes in the bag Buffy stiffened up, her slayer senses announcing a vampire nearby. It took only a few seconds for her to recognize Spike’s signature tingles and she relaxed.

Grabbing the bag she walked back into the main room to see Spike trying to wipe spray paint off his face and hands with a towel from the makeshift bathroom. “All set Slayer.”

“Buffy? What’s all set?” Joyce asked as she watched the looks the two blonde’s exchanged.

Spike sighed when he saw Buffy’s look of panic. “’S to dangerous for the bit right now. Buffy talked to the Jr. Watcher in LA. Gonna send the nibblet to him.”

“You’re sending me away?” Dawn shrieked.

“Made sense, he’s gonna research the ritual to send that bloody bitch back where she belongs. You’re the one that has to do the ritual. I’m thinking it’s not gonna be a walk in the park. Once he finds it he can help you learn it.”

“Language Spike!” Joyce admonished. “But that does make sense.” Turning to her younger daughter Joyce put her arm around her. “You’ll be safer there, and as much as I hate it you have an important job to do. Wesley can help you can learn what you need to do.”

Buffy was grateful that Spike had broke the news to her mom. But now came the hard part, convincing Joyce to go along for the ride. “Okay! So Spike got a car to drive you to LA. Follow him through the tunnels and we’ll get you out of town.”

“The tunnels? Gross! It smells down there and there’s rats and stuff! And I’m so not listening to that punk crap for two hours either!”

“Dawn! Language!”

Spike seized the opportunity provided by Dawn’s revulsion and demands. “Joyce, please come with for the ride? You can’t leave me alone in a car with a teenager for that long.”

“Hey!”

Joyce looked back and forth between the vampire and her daughter and came to the conclusion that they needed a chaperone. Not because she thought Dawn was in danger from Spike but simply because they would aggravate each other to no end during the car ride. “I think that might be best. Besides it will be nice to get above ground for a little while.”

Buffy quickly handed Spike the bag she packed, the pair exchanging looks of relief that the plan was working so well.

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Spike couldn’t take it anymore. If the bit made one more complaint he was going to… Well he didn’t know what he was going to do but it wouldn’t be pretty. Dawn had been complaining non stop since they started and they hadn’t reached the car yet. First it was because she had stepped in a puddle that smelled like sewage. The rat that had crossed their paths 20 minutes ago had caused her to literally jump, and she promptly fell on a slimy patch that stained her pants. This latest fit was because a spider had dropped from the tunnel roof onto her head. Pivoting around he hoisted Dawn up on his back to ride Piggy Back. “Shut your yammerin’. Why not just put a sign up on Main Street tellin’ everyone where we are. Sides you’re mum has a headache.”

“Thank  you Spike, but I’ll be alright. I might try to rest in the car.”

“No problem Joyce, the bit’ll be quiet right?”

Dawn felt bad that her screaming had caused her mom pain, but this was so gross she just couldn’t help it. “Sure mom, you won’t even know I’m there.” A snort from the vampire was the only response.

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Buffy was bored. Clem had offered to see if any of the peaceful demons would be willing to fight when it came time to take on Kaledena, so he wasn’t here to talk to. She couldn’t patrol because of the dangers above ground. Research made her want to poke her eyes out so the slayer was bored. “What are you guys doing?”

Taranever looked up from the text she was reading. “Trying to translate Latin.”

“Actually I’m working on the Russian portions.” Anya responded.

“So not something I can help with.”

“No Buffy, I’m sorry but you can’t.”

“I can’t just sit here Tara, that woman is taking over my town. Who knows how many people have died since she got here?”

“We are working as fast as we can. You could show a little appreciation you know.”

“I’m sorry Anya; I do appreciate what you are doing. I just hate this, I can’t fight her, and I can’t go on patrol.”

“There are always orgasms.”

“WHAT?!” Tara and Buffy yelled at the same time.

“S-E-X. I know you’ve had sex before. It’s great as a tension reliever.”

“Anya….” Buffy shook her head wondering why she had to be trapped in a cave with the ex-demon. “I just broke up with Riley. I’m really not looking for someone to have sex with right now. Besides if you’ve forgotten we are hiding in a cave because everyone in town is turning into mind controlled zombies.”

“I bet Spike gives great orgasms. Vampires have amazing stamina. There was this one time in Italy during the 1600’s with these two vampires….”

“Stop! Pl-please.” Tara stuttered in embarrassment.

“Oh, sorry. I forgot you were a lesbian.”

“Anya I can’t believe I even have to say this but there will be no orgasms between Spike and me.”

“I don’t understand. He’s good-looking and nicely shaped; he likes to fight just like you. He’s just as strong, heals almost as fast as you do. Plus there’s that stamina I told you about. Zero refractory time. Plus he seems very loyal. I mean he stayed with Drusilla for a century. If I wasn’t in love Xander I would definitely let Spike take me to happy land.”

“Okay and on that note I’m going to take a walk.” Buffy made a fast retreat away from Anya. Just the thought of doing that with Spike was enough to give her the creeps. Seriously what was Anya thinking? Dumb question, sex and money. Those are the only things she thinks of! But seriously sex with Spike? I mean he’s snarky and rude and does that really sexy thing with his tongue against his teeth. And those gorgeous cheekbones and eyes. Gah! Stop bad Buffy!!! Don’t think of the evil dead like that! I’ve been spending way too much time with Anya.
 
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