As the vampire tries to finish Buffy off, Spike tackles him to the ground. He grabs the stake from Buffy's side and pierces the vampire straight through the heart. He explodes into a pile of dust, and Spike runs to Buffy's side.
"Bloody hell, I told you not to go out alone, love," he whispered.
Spike carefully picks her up and walks over to his crypt. He pushes the door open and sets Buffy down on the table. He cuts the back of her shirt open so he can bandage the cut. Once he is almost done, Buffy stirs.
"Ugh, what happened?"
"You hit your back and blacked out."
"Spike?"
"Yeah, pet. It's me."
"Is it bad?"
"It's alright. Knowing you it will heal up in a day or two."
Spike continues to bandage her back, and she flinches whenever he wraps directly over the cut.
"I'm almost done. One more minute, love."
Once he finishes bandaging Buffy's back, he leaves the room to look for a shirt for her. He finds a black button-up shirt and goes back to Buffy. As Spike walks in, he sees Buffy trying to get off the table.
"Hey," he runs over and throws his arms over her shoulders. "You shouldn't be getting up yet."
"Let go of me."
Spike realizes that he is hurting her, so he lets go and steps back.
"Sorry, love. I just didn't want you to go back out there injured."
"I'm fine. Just let me out of here."
Buffy shoves past him, then flinches and feels her back. She could feel blood seeping through the bandages, and the cut was deep.
She hears from behind her, "You need fresh bandages, Buffy. Let me help you."
"Leave me alone, Spike. I don't need anyone's help, especially not yours."
"Bloody hell, woman. Did you hit your head too?"
"Very funny. Give me the shirt."
"Why should I? You said it yourself, you don't need help from anyone."
Buffy walks towards Spike and tries to take the shirt from him, but he holds it up above her head.
"You think this is a game?" she yells.
"Do you think it's a game?" he says with a smirk.
"I swear, Spike. I will turn you into a pile of dust."
"Oh yeah? Try it."
"I don't have time for this," Buffy forcefully shoves Spike out of the way causing him to fall over. As he's falling he grabs Buffy's arm and she falls on top of him.
"Get off me," Buffy says in a stern voice.
"I'm not on you."
"Oh, yeah? You know what-"
Just then Spike moves out from under Buffy and rolls on top of her.
"Now I'm on you."
Buffy winces and says, "You're- You're crushing my spleen."
"You don't even know where your spleen is, love," he responds, holding back a laugh.
Buffy turns her head away from Spike's, but she doesn't attempt to get up.
"Spike please, you're crushing me."
He leans in close to her ear and softly says, "Look at me."
She refuses to look, and he puts more of his weight onto her.
Buffy winces and looks at him.
"Can I please get up now?" she asks as her cheeks turn bright red.
"I can hear your heart racing, love. Are you sure you want to leave?"
For a moment, Buffy just looks into his eyes and he starts to lean closer to her face. She then panics and throws him off. She grabs the shirt from beside them, puts it on, and leaves without a single word.
~~~~~~End of Chapter Four~~~~~~
