Pairing: S/X, W/O, B/R
Rating: NC17 (Graphic Violence, Character Deaths)
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: A killer is hunting the teens of Sunnydale High, killing them one by one in their dreams.
Warnings/Spoilers: A rip off from all the Freddy Movies, does not belong to me. Please don’t sue! Italics indicate dreaming. Also if you haven’t watched any of the movies be warned the ending is always lame, so be warned now.
Beta’d by: Dragonfly_64
Two Chapters today because chaoskir peer pressured me into it lol
Xander told Spike that they should stop by Buffy’s house since she was the closest. When Spike turned on Revello Drive he noticed an ambulance was parked in front of the ‘Summers’ residence and beside them a coroner’s van. Spike looked back at Xander just as he jumped out of the car running down the street.
“Bloody hell,” Spike swore and jumped out of the car as well not bothering to shut the door. He was met at the end of the driveway by one of the EMT’s, the other one was busy holding Xander back not allowing him into the house. “What happened?”
“Please sir,” Spike read the name tag, ‘Burkle’. “You can’t go in there.” Her voice was soft and almost soothing.
Xander continued fighting with the other one. “Yo man, I told you, you can’t go in there!” He said, obviously having to repeat himself because he looked and sounded annoyed.
“Charles,” was all Burkle had to say and he quieted down.
“Please tell me what happened,” Xander begged. He stopped fighting to get into the house knowing he couldn’t get past the large black man.
The female EMT gently placed a hand on Xander’s arm, “We got a call from the mother saying her daughter wasn’t breathing when she came in to wake her. We did all we could but it was too late. I’m sorry.”
Xander’s knees buckled and he fell to the ground. He saw the coroner wheeling out a body bag on a gurney and Mrs. Summer’s screaming at them to stop that Buffy wasn’t dead that she was just in a deep sleep. Gunn had to move away from them to stop her when she started shaking the body bag demanding Buffy to wake up now.
“Xander,” Spike knelt in front of him. “We have to go. We need to talk to Willow and Oz, remember?”
“Yeah… right,” Xander said but he didn’t move. It wasn’t until Spike began shaking him that he really came back. “Sorry,” Xander muttered and stood.
Spike sighed, “No, I’m sorry, pet, but we need to go. You should be the one to tell Willow. She’s going to need you.”
“Yeah,” Xander said again but this time he stood. “We should go now.”
This time everyone was at Willow house, they had just pulled up at the same time Oz did. Apparently Oz was going to take Willow out for lunch, now they were in her living room grieving for their friend.
“We’re all going to die,” Willow sniffled and wiped her nose on a Kleenex.
“No, we aren’t,” Xander replied and grabbed his friends’ hand. “Me and Spike, we think we found a way to well not stop him but to hold him off.”
Oz who was as quiet as usual spoke up, “What did you find out?”
“Last night, I pulled Xander into my dream,” Spike explained. “Angelus never showed up and I have to say it was the best bloody night sleep I’ve gotten since this who sodding thing started.”
“You pulled him in?” Willow asked sitting up straighter, “How?”
Spike shook his head, “I’m not sure. I just thought about wanting to see him and then he was there.”
If the circumstances had been different Willow would have asked what they dreamed about and asked if they made with the smoochies yet, but with everything that was going on, it wasn’t appropriate. If they made it out of this then she would grill her friend about Spike. “And you think that will work?”
“It’s worth a shot,” Xander replied.
“Alright, so we have a plan,” Oz said still sounding emotionless though you could see in his eyes that he was in just as much pain as the rest of them. “Spike, you need to talk to your dad again. He is responsible for this; he has to have some idea how to stop this. If he doesn’t believe what is going on, then make him.”
Spike stood and nodded, he had the same idea, “I’ll do whatever I can.” He looked over at Xander, “You want to come with me?”
Xander looked at Willow and she gave him a reassuring smile, “Go on, Oz will stay with me.”
“I’ll take care of her,” Oz promised.
“I know you will, man,” Xander replied and kissed Willow’s cheek. “I’ll check in on you guys later.”
After Xander and Spike left Willow grabbed Oz’s hand with her good one, “Come on.”
“Where are we going?” Oz asked as he followed her upstairs and into her bedroom. He had never been in her room before; her parents frowned upon having boys in their daughter’s bedroom. Even though they were gone half the time Oz respected their rules.
“I’m so tired, Oz,” Willow said as she laid on her bed making sure there was plenty of room for Oz. “And by the bags under your eyes you are to.”
Oz sat down before lying beside Willow, the bed creaked under his weight, “Are you sure it’s safe?”
“Spike and Xander seem sure,” Willow answered before curling up beside Oz. “We both need sleep.”
Oz nodded and wrapped an arm around Willow, “I’m sorry about Buffy.”
“Me too, I honestly thought out of all of us she would have been the one to beat him you know? She was so strong.” Willow sniffled; she still couldn’t believe her best friend was gone.
Oz shushed her and cradled her against him until she fell asleep. He followed right behind her.
When Spike and Xander got to Spike’s house they found a note from his father saying he had to look into some information and that he would be home as soon as he could.
“Some information on what?” Spike asked as he plopped himself down on the couch.
Xander sat beside him, “I don’t know. Maybe he believed you?”
“I doubt it, luv,” Spike replied and laid down and rested his head on Xander’s thigh. “I don’t know about you but I could use a nap.”
“Thought you had a good night sleep last night?” Xander asked and raked his hand through Spike’s blonde hair.
Spike’s eyes closed, “I did but I have a lot to catch up on. We both do.”
“Sleep,” Xander instructed before also closing his eyes. “A short nap doesn’t sound too bad.”
Xander looked around and frowned, “Why the hell am I in the school library?”
“Good question, luv,” Spike replied and hopped up onto the counter lighting up a cigarette.
“Hey, no smoking in here!” Willow ordered as she ran from behind the stacks Oz hot on her heels.
Spike raised an eyebrow then proceeded to wrap his lips around the filter.
“Willow? What are you doing here?” Xander asked looking between her and Oz. “And why are we here?”
Willow blushed, “This is where I usually go when I dream.”
“Don’t you get enough of this place during the day, pet?” Spike asked when he finished his smoke and stubbed it out on the counter ignoring the little ‘eep’ that came from Willow.
“I like it here,” Willow answered. “And Oz followed me,” she smiled at Oz.
“That makes sense for you two, but why are me and Spike here? This is one of the least likely places I’d go!” Xander said, wishing he and Spike were back at the Bronze.
Spike jumped down from the counter and wrapped his arms around Xander, “Not so bad here, pet. We can go into the stacks and have some fun.” He kissed Xander’s neck.
“Aww!” Willow squealed, “You guys are together!”
A smile played over Oz’s face, he had known Xander was crushing on Spike everyone knew that. He never would have guessed Spike for being gay though. “So you guys were right. As long as we have someone in our dreams with us, we’re safe.”
“Safe?” Angelus made his way out from the stacks, “This is my world. You are never safe.” He snapped his fingers and the library turned into the house that they all knew.
Oz stood standing between Willow and Angelus.
“What’s the matter? Afraid I’ll steal your girl?” Angelus taunted as he flicked his blades the light gleaming off the razors.
Xander stood behind Angelus with Spike, he looked around and spotted a rusty old knife lying on the counter. Slowly but quickly he picked it up and inched closer to Angelus while his attention was on Oz and Willow. With a swift stab the knife was embedded in Angelus’ back. Before Xander could back away he was grabbed by the collar of his shirt and pulled nose to nose with Angelus.
“Do you honestly think a knife is going to kill me?” Angelus growled. Before Spike could make a grab for Xander, Angelus drove his thumb into Xander’s left eye.
Xander wasn’t sure who screamed louder him or Willow, but it was her scream that got Angelus’ attention. He dropped Xander on the floor and turned back to Willow and Oz. “Don’t worry, little Red. I’ve got something special for you and your boy.”
All Spike’s attention was on Xander, blood spurting from the now empty socket. He didn’t even notice when Angelus shifted into a wolf and began growling at Oz. Spike pulled his shirt off holding it over Xander’s face. “God damn it, Xander, wake up!”
Xander laughed, obviously going into shock, “Easier said that than done.”
Willow and Oz ran from the room fearing for their own lives when Angelus charged at them. Oz’s hand was firmly attached to Willow’s as they ran up the stairs. The floor was shaking under the weight of the wolf. When they found a door that was open Oz pushed her in before getting in himself. He closed the door and backed both him and Willow into a corner his body protecting her.
Angelus easily broke the door down with his large head, he snarled at Oz before lunging his teeth sinking into Oz’s leg. Oz screamed in pain as he was ripped away from Willow.
“Oz!” Willow screamed as she sunk to her knees, paralyzed as she watched Angelus literally rip Oz limp from limp.
Willow screamed as she jerked awake when Oz’s arm smacked her in the face. She shook as she looked over at him and screamed again and fell off the bed. Oz’s body was completely covered in blood, his eyes open meaning he had woken up too late.
She couldn’t look away from Oz as she blindly searched for the phone. When she grabbed it, she dialled 911. “I need an ambulance! M-my boyfriend… I-I don’t know, please I need help.” Willow sobbed she gave her address before hanging up. “Oz,” She whimpered. Willow realised that Spike and Xander was still in there and that Xander was hurt. Cursing because she didn’t know Spike’s number, she had to waste time looking for it. Finding it quicker then she thought she would, she left a bloody finger print beside the number as she dialled.
The answering machine kicked in after one ring and she began screaming. “Wake up! Wake the fuck up!” She screeched her voice going higher than she ever heard.
Spike was the first to hear Willow screaming and he was wrenched awake. The next thing he heard was Willow screaming and crying, “O-oz is dead. Please you have to wake up!”
“Xander!” Spike grabbed Xander and shook him ignoring the blood and the eye socket. When Xander didn’t respond Spike smacked him across the face hard enough to get a reaction. Of course the reaction was Xander screaming in pain but it was better then Xander being stuck in his mind with Angelus. “We need to get you to the hospital, pet,” Spike helped Xander up holding onto him when Xander stumbled.
“We have to phone, Willow,” Xander said the shock already kicking in when he couldn’t hear Willow screaming and begging them to wake up.
Spike picked up the receiver, “Hospital now!” He hung up, that was the best she was going to get out of him. Spike had to all but drag Xander to the car.
“Spike… Spike I can’t see,” Xander sobbed.
“You’ll be fine, pet, just fine.” Spike said knowing it was a lie, there was no way that the eye survived what Angelus did.