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Loss of Blood - Comic Spuffy (ish) Fic

Rating: FRT for blood.
Pairing: Spike/Buffy (ish) Spike POV
ONE SHOT/Drabble

Summary: Spike's immediate reaction to Buffy losing her arm per issue number 8's cover. It's not beta'd and I'm dead tired, but I needed to write this. So errors galore! Set in season 9 somewhere around issue 8. I took gryfndor_godess's advice for this story per her own comic fic regarding this issue.

A/N: Originally Normal chapter 10 should be coming up soon. It's a big and important chapter so I wanted to do it right. Plus I wanted chapter 11 ready too since 10 ends on a pretty crazy cliffhanger...

Spike heard it first. It was deafening to him even though it was only air being torn. If only it had been just air. In the next second he heard flesh being precisely cut. Clean and neat. He’s seen and done that type of hacking before, the mess always happens after. He didn’t even have to think about who’s the one injured. He smelled her blood the second the blade, or whatever weapon, had sliced apart her skin.

Buffy’s following scream wasn’t nearly as loud.

Spike turned while in the midst of anger and vicious zompires. He glanced towards Buffy but only saw her fall. The group she had been dusting were now on top of her. Another set had broken off and looked to be feasting on...something. In his vampire visage he roared at the group on Buffy, still unable to see her and unable to get to her. He smelled her blood heavily on the air and the pit of his stomach convulsed with disgust...and hunger.

Gritting his teeth, Spike ignored the nagging instinct to feed. His ears suddenly rung with the sound of gun shots and saw Robert, the good cop, pointing his weapon at the group hurdled over Buffy. A few zompires fell though Spike knew better than to think they would stay down. Using all his strength he grabbed the closest zompire by it’s shirt collar and tossed it on the mass of ugly creatures covering Buffy.

And he saw what had happened. Buffy had lost an arm. Her sweet smelling blood was pooling at her side. Her skin was pale and her eyes were worn and heavy. Her only other arm was shaking with effort to keep away the swarm of zompires above her.

Worry and rage took over. A numbness spread as he moved with impossible speed, even for a vampire. He knocked over the rest of the zompires near him and ripped apart the zompires hanging over Buffy, not even caring that gun shots were still ringing, some barely grazing him.

The moment he tossed aside the zompire that had been inches from Buffy’s face she went limp. Wide eyed and terrified he cried out. “Buffy!”

Spike shook off his jacket in desperation and wrapped it around her, trying to stop the flow of blood. In mere seconds the swarm had regrouped and began to advance. Not even thinking twice, he picked up Buffy and ran.

He yelled half heartily to Robert. “Get the bloody hell out of here!” Spike didn’t look back to see if the good cop had heard his warning.

All he could think about was Buffy. He heard it. Buffy’s ragged and heavy breaths came one by one, each more coarse than the last. Her blood was still pouring from her torn veins. As he pounded the roof tops with his heavy feet his shirt soaked up each ounce that came from her.

Spike had no idea where the hospital was, so he followed his nose, that was currently being drowned out by Buffy’s blood. He couldn’t stop to call his bugs, he could hardly think clearly to know what to do.

His mind was racing and blurred. The sweet smell of her blood, her slayer blood, was calling to him. It was base instinct and something that utterly appalled him. Normally he could ignore it, most of the time it was never an issue. He was better than that...than this. This was Buffy, he had never felt any craving to bite her, to suck her blood. Buffy’s blood was a cure for his insanity, a wake up call, never a temptation.

But it was coming from her in waves. In torrents of flesh and life it was sepping into his skin, through his jacket and shirt. Her heart was pumping like a herd of wild horses, trying to keep up as the life giving substance continuously flowed from her.

One by one he felt the tears fall from his eyes.

“Almost there Buffy. Don’t you die on me Buffy. Come on Buffy! Wake for me now, please Buffy.”

His voice was on automatic. He barely even heard himself chant over and over again the same encouragement. Spike gripped Buffy tighter, keenly hearing the leather creak. He pulled her closer to his chest, instinctively hoping that his action would somehow keep her alive.

The bright welcoming light of a hospital came into sight. Exhaustion wasn’t an option, he couldn’t fail her...again. Barreling through the doors of the ER Spike rushed to the nearest bed and gently placed the ghostly pale and still Slayer on top of the sheets.

He didn’t care if he wasn’t suppose to do that or if that bed had belonged to someone else. He wouldn’t hear any protests and when the staff understood the emergency they surround Buffy. Spike dimly remembered that he had yelled something as he kicked open the doors to the unit, calling for a doctor or a nurse or a witch...or anyone to save his Slayer...his one...

As more and more nurses and doctors surrounded Buffy he slowly backed away. His eyes stayed glued on her bed, this time instead of zompires swarming her it was humans, who were trying to save her. With each little step back he felt himself stare off into space as his whole body and mind emptied of all emotion and feeling. The only sound he could hear was the blood soaked on his shirt drip to the polished hospital floor.

Whatever he had thought before was bollocks. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. Buffy was suppose to be OK, she was suppose to happy and fine after Sunnydale. She deserved normal, she deserved life. Not this. Never this. If she survived this...he was going to take her in his arms and never let go.

Comics are making me sad.


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Jan. 6th, 2012 02:41 am (UTC)
Yay, you wrote it! Very nice. :)

He smelled her blood heavily on the air and the pit of his stomach convulsed with disgust...and hunger.
Gritting his teeth, Spike ignored the nagging instinct to feed.

I really like the bluntness of these lines, of "hunger" and "feed"; no matter how much he loves her, her blood will still appeal to him on a visceral, primal level.
Jan. 6th, 2012 02:45 am (UTC)
Yup! I had to after we talked. I wanted to make this more gory and detailed, but I was completely out of it. I felt really good though after I wrote this, even if it's not to my liking.

I didn't want to use any pretty words to cover it up. Spike's a vampire, he's going to crave blood. I was going to make this longer, exploring more of Spike's vampire nature...but, yeah, sleep called and forced me to answer.

Glad you like! <3

Edited at 2012-01-06 02:46 am (UTC)
Jan. 6th, 2012 03:58 am (UTC)
This was really lovely Tenny! You can really feel his panic. What was interesting was as gory as it was and as hectic as it was, you get a real sense of tenderness throughout it.

Very well done!
Jan. 6th, 2012 04:50 am (UTC)
Thank you very much Puddin! I wanted there to be more moments between Spike and Buffy. I really thought it was kind of flat in that area, so to be told different really brings a lot of joy to my heart!

Jan. 6th, 2012 05:22 am (UTC)
Linked here via the Spuffy tag (Are we not friends on LJ? This should be rectified immediately).

Lovelovelove that last line, the connotations and the continuity there. I also really liked how distant the narrative voice is- the whole fic feels foggy, like we're seeing it through distant eyes, and it's so vividly [muted] Spike's emotions that I couldn't tear myself away.
Jan. 6th, 2012 05:31 am (UTC)
Our friendship status has been rectified! :D

Thank you very much! I was really, really nervous about the last line because those were my feelings specifically and I hate doing that. I added it because I thought this was something Spike and I agreed on.

My mind was pretty foggy last night but after gryfndor-goddess' spectacular fic I had to write this out. So maybe that was why it sounded a bit foggy? Though I was aiming for a bit of surreal narrative...I guess I got lucky!
Jan. 7th, 2012 08:12 pm (UTC)
Comics make me sad, too. I'm not sure if it's the right kind of sadness...

Your story is so vivid and heartbreaking yet ultimately optimistic and life-affirming, it almost reconciles me to this new direction season 9 takes.
Jan. 8th, 2012 10:05 pm (UTC)
I know what you mean about the right kind of sadness. Because the good kind leaves you wanting more or wanting to write fan fic or just in general leaves you with a slightly satisfied feeling. The other type is just depressing.

Thank you very much! I do hope they handle Buffy losing her arm well and Spike's reaction to it. I also hope that she gets her arm back somehow. I rather they regrow it or reattach it than bionic arm, but I think it'll be bionic...
Jan. 8th, 2012 12:37 am (UTC)
This is very well done. I loved how you captured Spike's emotions immediately following the injury. For me, season 9 has not truly dealt with what I thought would have been some angsty fallout of Season 8. I hope the writers do capture the depth of emotion that you wrote for Spike for whoever helps her. But I doubt it...
Jan. 8th, 2012 10:07 pm (UTC)
Thank you so very much! I was so worried that I didn't write Spike's reaction right, that the pacing was too slow or that it wasn't intense enough.

I get that, the not dealing with season 8 stuff part. I don't think they'll deal with it to our satisfaction, but it's still early and I think by the end of it we might be pleasantly surprised! :)
Jan. 8th, 2012 12:44 pm (UTC)
Wow love this. The decription of him fighting against his primal instincts is so perfect. You captured his panic so well and the zompire scene. Well done.
Jan. 8th, 2012 10:13 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you so much! I wanted to paint a more gruesome image of Spike battling his primal instincts but it didn't come out like I thought it would.

But I'm really happy that so many like this! It was nagging me to come out and done on a whim! Thank you again! :)
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Jan. 12th, 2012 02:57 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! That plot line plus the pregnancy is just...crazy.

I'm really looking forward to Spike's reactions to the loss of the arm and the pregnancy. I think his reactions and how he deals with them will actually be really fun and enjoyable if done right (as opposed to Buffy's reactions, which will probably break my heart and make me angst).

Maybe it's only good cause I was tired, lol!
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Jan. 12th, 2012 02:58 am (UTC)
Thank you so much!

The comics make me sad too. I wish I had your will to get them all at once with the tpb! :)
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