Author: Valeria (valepuiguy@yahoo.com)

Rating : R and NC-17

Disclaimer: All characters of 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and Fox. I just borrow them, blah blah blah...

Category: Romance/Fluff.

Time:  Middle of season 6.

Pairing:  B/S (Spuffy, of course)

Feedback: Yes, please!

Summary:  Twisted twins, different dimensions, non-corporeal... that can't be good!

A/N: This is a sequel of "Just love me..." an introduction to the sequel, we could say...

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"Oh shit!" Buffy said, staring at her body lying motionless on the table. She tried to touch it, but her hand went through the solid body. "This is fun!! I'm right... there!"

"Fun?" all of the Scooby's wondered.

"Oh, just great!" Spike said, approaching his own body.

"Hummm ok, I think we have a problem here..." Willow said.

"Yeah, I'd say so!" Spike remarked.

"Perhaps, I can find something about the effects of mind-travelling in alternate dimensions like hell..." Giles offered.

"Yeah, whatever Giles, that's not fun.... Always searching in books..." Buffy complained. "You act like an old man without a life." She bounded over to where he was standing and tried to pick him up by his jacket, but her hands went through him. "You have to live! Go and fall in love!! But do something!" she added, raising her arms and walking towards the door.

"K, let's go luv.  We better..." Spike started.

"What?? I'm not going anywhere with you! I'm gonna get out of here... maybe I'll go to get drunk... yeah, that sounds funny." She said.

"Okay.... That's weird..." Willow whispered to Tara "Getting drunk?? And I thought they were in love...!"

"Well Buffy, we'll look for information, you should probably... go home." Giles advised.

"Go home?? Yeah right... I want to break some necks, kill some vampires... maybe do some nasty things..." she said, walking closer to Spike.

"That sounds good..." he smiled.

"Oh-oh," Xander told Anya. "I think we have a little problem with childishness here."

"Yeah, and if you don't separate them you'll have an orgy problem!" Anya said.

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Meanwhile, in a maybe dimension...

"GILES!!!" Buffy shouted for tenth time.

"He won't hear you!! Stop shouting!! And where the hell are we??" Spike asked, looking around.

Buffy realized they were in the Magic Box... a weird Magic Box. It was abandoned: wallpaper ripped off, chairs on top of the table and a thick layer of dust coating the books.

"We are in the Magic Box" Buffy replied, walking and looking around.

"You got to be kidding me," Spike said.

Buffy walked towards the door, and noticed that the windows were boarded up. She tried to kick the door open.

"Here, let me help you," Spike said as he walked towards her. He kicked open the door with ease.  Sunlight burst into the room. "BLOODY...-

Notably, he wasn't in flames.

"...hell."

"Hummm... interesting," Buffy said, smiling at his confusion.

"Yeah right, ha, ha very funny."

"It is," she said, laughing.

"Yeah, I don't know what the hell this means, but I don't like it..."

"Oh please. You're going to tell me that after 200 years of darkness, you don't thank the gods for a bit of sunshine??" she asked, walking out into the bright street.

"Well, yeah, but not in this way!" he said. "Besides, I feel funny... weird," he added, feeling his jacket for his smokes. Grabbing a Malboro, he nervously looked for his lighter.

"What do you mean, 'weird?'" she asked, looking at him as they headed toward the sidewalk.

"I dunno..." He lit his cigarette and breathed in the smoke, then suddenly began to cough like mad.

"Spike?! Are you okay??" she asked, slapping his back.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What the hell...?" He looked askance at the cigarette and threw it away. "Ack, I hate this!"

"But, I don't understand... wait a minute," she said. Then she touched his neck. "Hummm... pulse?"

"What?? Hell no!"

"Well... hummmm... you have a pulse. Damn Spike! You're human!!"

"No, no, no, no. This isn't true. This CAN'T be true," he answered.

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you Mr. 'I'm-already-dead-don't-dare-you-to-bring-me-to-life-again,' but you have a pulse... and you even reacted as a normal human when you smoked!!" she pointed out. He stared at her, still not believing it. "Oh, and by the way," she added, pointing at the glass window of a store "...you have a reflection".

He turned around and stared at himself in the glass, unable to believe what he was looking at. "Jesus, is that me??"

"Yeah, I think you'll agree with me that that radioactive color of your hair is not.... –"

"I love it!!" he said, touching it.

Buffy turned around muttering, "Vampires!"
 
 

TBC...
 

Val.-