Multifandom Imagines

Spike x Reader - A Place Called Home

Set during The Gift

You screamed when Spike fell from the tower. He came crashing down, and if it weren't for the fact that you knew otherwise, you'd have thought he was dead.

But your scream was not just for him. It was for Dawn too, because if he was down here then Dawn was still in danger.

You took off running, dodging swinging arms, and leaping up the stairs of the old rickety tower.

"Y/N! Stop!" You hear Spike's hoarse cry and ignore it. This was bigger than   you, bigger than everyone. If you had a chance to save Dawn you had to take it.

Breathing heavily, you come to the top of the stairs, dagger in hand.

"Dawn!" You call out. "What happened?"

You rush forwards.

"Y/N watch out!" She cries, and you whip around just in time to see Doc swing at your head.

You duck and roll to the side, sweeping out your leg in an attempt to trip him. He stumbles slightly, allowing you time to stand up.

You throw punch after punch, desperately trying to outmatch him, but you knew it was no use. He was too strong. It was now just a case of staying alive until Buffy came.

You lash out at him with your dagger, and groan when he grabs your wrist and twists it round so your body is exposed.
As he spins you, you come face to face with Spike who has just ran up the stairs again. He stands frozen, as if scared to move.

You feel cool metal against your stomach, and look down to see that somehow Doc has your very own dagger pointed in at you.

Suddenly, your fear evaporated. You knew in your heart that Buffy was going to win, even if you weren't there to see it.

"I love you," you mouth at Spike, right before you feel the knife sink into your stomach.

Spike roars in anger and runs to you, as Doc steps back laughing maliciously.

You fall into his arms, head reeling from the pain. You didn't want him to see it though. He'd never forgive himself if he thought you were in pain.

"S-spike?" You choke out.

"Yes pet?" He strokes your hair, with the other hand pressed to your stomach, trying to stop the bleeding.

"I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about Y/N, you're the bravest one of us all."

You smile weakly, eyes starting to drift shut. "Tell everyone I love them."

"I can't do that Y/N, because you're going to tell them that yourself. We'll get you out of here."

"Spike... I can't, I'm so tired."

"You have to keep fighting Y/N please... put all your energy into it. We need you here, I need you here."

"Promise me one thing," you take his hand and squeeze it as tightly as you can.

"Anything love."

"Kick Glory's ass. For me."

"I love you Y/N," he says, stroking your cheek.

You were already gone.