Title: Changes
Series: A NEW LIFE
Author: MarieC
Email: mariecynthia2003@yahoo.com
Feedback: Please. Be gentle: this is my first fic
Archive: None
Pairing: Spike/Angel
Spoilers: Spike is chipped; Angel is Spike's Sire; No Fred or Connor;
Buffy did not die
Rating: R
Warning: Transgender fic, mentions of rape
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to Joss
Whedon, ME, WB, UPN, etc.
Note: I would like to thank Shamenka for inspiring my first foray
into fanfic! Also, many thanks to Ghostsforge for beta help and
answering numerous technical questions.

4/7

As Angel returned to the lower level, he saw Spike violently tossing
and turning on the bed. She made many noises, some
unintelligible. 'No, please...stop...HELP ME!!' Spike abruptly sat up
gasping, confusion and fear dominating her eyes.

'Spike!' Angel exclaimed as he ran over to the bed. 'I'm here...I'm
here!' Angel's attempts to restrain her were fruitless as Spike
fought his embrace. 'WILLIAM, STOP!' Angel finally barked.

With that statement, Spike seemed to calm for a moment; seemingly,
her confused state for a time gone. In a raspy, weak high-pitched
voice, Spike spoke. 'Sire?'

'Yes, Spike...It's me. Angel.'

'A-Angel?' Spike asked innocently with the hope that the vampire in
front of her was not an illusion. Her weak, unsteady hand reached up
to touch the handsome, angelic face of her Sire. A flood of relief
washed over her face as she dove into Angel's arms. Her tears flowed
unchecked as she attempted to snuggle closer to her Sire. Her thin,
bruised fingers clutched at his shirt. For the first time since her
change, she felt protected and safe.

As Angel realised her tears had stopped, he carefully repositioned
Spike so he could look at her face. Angel gently ran his finger down
her well-defined cheekbones. Despite the bruises, Angel was in awe of
her beauty. William certainly had been gorgeous. As a woman, she is
equally stunning. As he cradled his Childe, a sense of protectiveness
surged through him. He had not felt this way about any of his Childer
in over a century and that feeling scared him. Despite the fact that
Angel harboured guilt about abandoning his most favoured Childe, the
bond they shared was broken years ago.

The shivering blonde vampire brought Angel back from his memories. He
reached for blankets to envelop his Childe. 'The sun is down now,' he
gently spoke, 'I'm going to take you to Giles' place so we can get
you warm.'

Spike easily acquiesced. She revelled in the feeling of being in her
Sire's arms. She managed a small smile as Angel walked towards the
car.

Angel placed Spike gently in the front seat of the classic Plymouth.
Spike's eyes felt heavy from lack of sleep. She slowly shut her eyes
knowing that Angel would not allow anything to harm her.

Angel quickly drove to Giles' home. He was yearning to clean and feed
her. Angel was still reeling from the discovery of his now female
Childe. He was also eager to learn whom or what beat his Childe.
Spike was not likely to divulge any information at this point. She
was too traumatised.

Angel parked his car and once again cradled Spike in his large arms
as he walked toward the house. Angel's physique was always bigger
than Spike's, but now the difference was enormous.

Upon entering Giles' home, Angel brought the slumbering vampire over
to the couch. Xander handed him an afghan and Giles started a fire to
warm the room.

'There's blood in the fridge, Angel.' Xander explained
quietly. 'Spike looks terrible! What happened?'

'I wish I knew everything,' said an exhausted Angel. 'Giles, is it
okay if I draw a bath for her?'

'P-Please, feel free to use the lavatory and my bedroom so she can
rest.' Giles kindly added.

As the three men continued to converse, Spike's eyes opened slowly.
She did not recognise her surroundings and began to pant and whimper.
She quickly stood up to find a safer place but she was so weak that
she fell to the ground. Angel was immediately at her side attempting
to calm the panicked vampire. 'It's okay, Spike. You're safe. See?
We're at Giles' place. Remember?' Spike eyes spanned the entire room
and slowly realised she had been there before. She began to
settle. 'See, it's Giles and Xander, your friends.' Spike slightly
tilted her head up to look at the two gentlemen in the corner. A
spark of recognition was apparent in her eyes. 'You're fine. They
won't hurt you.' Angel whispered to her and he gently rubbed her
back. Her shuddering ceased. 'Do you feel better, now?' Angel asked.

'I-I'm c-cold.' Spike muttered in her now high pitched voice.

'I'm going to take you upstairs and put you into a warm bath.' Angel
smiled as he held her. He was happy to feel her body move closer to
him. He felt that she trusted him. He carefully stood from the floor
and carried her upstairs to the bathroom.

Once inside, he placed her on the toilet so he could undress her. He
was careful not to make any moves without explaining himself
first. 'Honey, I have to take your clothes off now.' Angel said
gently. There was no response from Spike. She seemed detached and
vacant. As he slowly lifted the tattered, blood soaked shirt from her
body, he nearly gasped as the bruising covering her trunk was
revealed. Angel had a difficult time controlling his anger but kept
it well hidden to not further frighten her. He gently helped her
stand as he removed her shredded pants. Spike kept staring at the
wall right through Angel.

Spike was bruised as well on her lower abdomen. She had reddish and
purplish discoloration over her inner thighs and genitalia.
Surrounding the areas were what appeared to be cigarette burns. 'Oh
my God' Angel thought. He nearly wretched as he saw the extent of her
injuries. At that moment, Angel realised what had occurred. He could
smell the essence of human men enveloping his Childe. Angel could no
longer control his Demon. He vamped out, yellow eyes burning as his
rage was steadily building.

'Please, Sire...' Spike spoke as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her
knees felt weak as she started to fall. Angel was able to catch her
as the two sobbing vampires fell to the ground together.

Angel's human face returned as he cried, 'I'm so sorry...' He could not
think of any other words. He could only hug her and caress her
bloodied hair. After a few moments he was able to speak, 'No one will
ever touch you again! I promise you! NEVER AGAIN!'

Angel was able to pick them both off the hard tile floor and place
Spike in the warm water filled tub. He proceeded to gently wash her
beautiful hair and her entire body. Despite the fact that she was
covered with bruises, her body was still beautiful. Her breasts were
small and supple. The lines of her body were magnificent. Angel
worried that Spike might sense his arousal but she was too
traumatised to notice. She simply sat in the tub, head resting on her
drawn up knees, staring blankly at the wall.

He tenderly applied antibiotic ointment to her burns after drying her
with a soft cotton towel. Giles thoughtfully left a charcoal grey
sweatshirt and sweatpants outside the bathroom for Spike to wear. She
looked so tiny and vulnerable as the outfit dwarfed her. After
dressing her, Angel led the exhausted blonde vampire to Giles' room.
He turned down the bed and assisted placing her on the soft mattress.

Spike looked so pure and innocent lying there. Her blue eyes gazed up
toward her Sire as she softly spoke. 'You're leaving?' Her voice
trembled.

'No, honey. I'm going downstairs to warm up some blood for you.
Remember... I'll never leave you again.' With that promise, Angel bent
down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before exiting the
bedroom.

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