SERIES : the Adventures of Buffy & Spike
PAIRING : Buffy/Spike
RATING : NC17
SPOILERS : major spoilers, I’ve
used actual show quotes from season four of Buffy.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
NOTES : I didn’t like season 4
with Buffy & Riley, so I rewrote it.
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“Hey! Wipe your feet when
you enter a person’s home.” He said standing up.
“Oh, yes. Careless of
me. Tracking mud all over you, uh... mud.” Her Watcher walked in and closed the
door.
“I admit, it’s a bit
of a fixer-upper. Needs a woman’s touch. Care to have a crack at it?”
“Speaking of, where
is Buffy?”
“At school, she had
class.”
“And why are you
here? She said you were here.”
“Her mum came home
and the Slayer didn’t want to have to explain me and Red isn’t comfortable
having me in their room. Plus the school’s got rules about that sort of thing.
So here I am, granted it’s got no running water, but I got an extension cord
coming from a nearby house so I can have the telly.”
“As always Spike,
robbing people blind. I trust things went well in Los Angeles. She didn’t say
anything about it, but you just got back, so...”
“So it’s none of your
business, you talk to the Slayer, not that it’s any business of yours, you’re
not her watcher anymore.”
“While I’d love to go
on trading jabs with you, Spike, perhaps I’ll come to the point. As much as it
pains me to say it, um, I owe you a debt of gratitude for the help you provided
in my recent... metamorphosis.”
“Stuff the gratitude.
You owe me more than that mate.” His neck hurt. He needed a place of his own,
and soon.
“Three hundred. Count
it if you’d like.”
“I’ll do that.”
“Um, thinking about
your affliction and your newfound discovery that you can fight only demons and
the relationship with Buffy; it occurs to me and I know this is completely
against your nature but I... Has it occurred to you that there may be a higher
purpose...”
“Ugh!” What the hell
was he talking about? “You made me lose count.” He looked over at the Watcher,
what Buffy liked about Giles was beyond him. “What are you still doing here?”
“Talking to myself apparently.”
“Well piss off then.
This bit of business wraps up any I got with you and your Slayerettes. My
business is with the Slayer, and ONLY the Slayer. I don’t answer to anyone
else. Got it?”
“Spike, I realize
that you are not fond of me, and I’m not too fond of you either, but we are
both in her life and perhaps we should try for her sake to get along.”
“Get along yes, but I
won’t have you telling me about any ‘higher purpose’ crap. I’m an evil vampire,
keep it mind.”
Giles turned around
and looked at him, shaking his head. “Fine, if you want to make this hard on
Buffy, then you do that, but she’s the one you’ll be hurting, not I.” He left
and the bugger had a point.
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“So... how’d it go in
LA Buffy?” Willow asked sitting up in bed.
“It was... amazing
Will. We got there and Angel talked with Spike for a while and then he gave us
his blessing to be together. I felt bad, but he said we could be together.”
“So you’re mated
then, right?”
“Yep.”
“So he bit you?”
“Yep.”
“Can I see?”
“Sure.” Her friend
came over and sat on the bed and looked as Buffy pulled her hair away.
“So how’d it happen?”
Buffy was so glad her friend was taking an interest, and being so supportive
too.
“What do you mean?”
“He just vamped out
and bit you?”
“Not exactly, but
basically. Luckily the chip didn’t go off, I don’t know why, but we’re not
questioning small miracles.”
“Don’t you think you
rushed this WAY too much?”
“Okay, little
miss-sex-with-Spike-isn’t-the-worst-thing... what happened to supportive best
friend?”
“Oh, she’s here, but
there’s also concerned friend. I said sex, not relationship forever and vampire
mating rituals.”
“I know, and I know
Giles is going to kill me for this. I called him and said we were back and
Spike was at his crypt, but I didn’t really tell him what happened, just that
Spike and I are together.”
“Wow.”
“I know Will. I know
it’s awkward, but I love him.”
“Then I’m going to be
supportive and just say be careful.” They hugged. “So your boyfriend lives in a
crypt.”
“My mate, he’s not my
boyfriend, my mate... and he’s looking for something better.”
“And Riley?”
“Riley? I talked to
him the other day and told him I was involved with someone else. I mean, there
was sparkage, but just not enough and he said he understood. We’re going to be
friends and he’s working on getting me clearance into the Initiative.”
“Buffy... are you
su...”
“Yes. I’m sure. If I
can get in there, we can get information on 314. And now when I patrol, not only
will I have Spike watching my back, but I’ll have a team of heavily armed guys
taking the load off me too.”
“So when are you
getting clearance?”
“Tomorrow I go with
him. Tonight, I’m on patrol and this afternoon I’ve got homework and Spike-time
and a dinner date with my mother.”
“That sounds fun.”
“Yeah, I told her I
had a new boyfriend and she invited us over for dinner.”
“You’re not seriously
taking Spike to dinner at your mom’s are you?”
“She’s gonna find out
soon enough, might as well be now and I don’t think it’ll be THAT bad.”
“Okay, good luck, I
guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
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“Hello?”
“Hi Joyce, do you
know who this is?” He asked over the phone.
“You sound familiar,
but...”
“You chased me with
an axe and had tea with me.”
“Spike! How are you?
How’s Drusilla?”
“Dru and I split, but
I’ve got a new girl.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah, I was kinda
hoping we could have tea again this morning.”
“Sure, will you be
able to get here okay?”
“Yeah, don’t worry
‘bout me. I’ll see you soon then?”
“Sure Spike.” He hung
up the phone, this would be good. He grabbed the tarp and ran out the door. He
ran toward Revello Drive and reached the porch knocking on the door. “That was
sooner than I thought, come in.”
“Thanks.” He walked
in. He liked Buffy’s mother, she reminded him a lot of his own mother. “Where’s
the Slayer at?”
“Oh, she’s at school,
take off your coat and come sit down.”
“Thanks.” He went
into the kitchen and smiled when he saw the table set for tea.
“You got me hooked on
English tea Spike, I have some every morning.”
“It is good, and it’s
been so long. You can take the man out of England, but you can’t take the
England out of the man. I still wake up with cravings for tea sometimes.”
“So, you said you
have a new girl, what happened?”
“I found Dru and she
was making out with this chaos demon and she left me. I was crushed, I was
actually in town before. I met this chit who actually went to school with the
slayerettes, who was turned vampire, and she was okay.”
“Oh, who?”
“Harmony? Know her?”
Joyce shook her head. “Well anyway, I wanted this bloody ring that was buried
here, but the Slayer beat it out of me and sent it to Peaches, so I went to LA
to get it and he destroyed it. I came back and well, I got caught by this group
of soldiers, right? And they put this chip in my head.”
“What?”
“They call it a
behavior modification chip, which is a fancy way of saying Spike can no longer
bite and kill people. I’m stuck drinkin’ pigs blood from a mug, but it’s good
that happened, cause THAT’S when I met my girl.”
“Your girl, tell me
about her.”
“Well, she’s actually
my mate.”
“Your mate?”
“You know I told you
Dru was my mate, but she left and I just made this new girl my mate.”
“What’s her name?”
“Elizabeth.”
“Really? That’s
Buffy’s first name.”
“You don’t say?
Coincidence, huh?”
“I guess. Do you want
some crackers or something?”
“Sure.” She grabbed a
box of cookies.
“This is all I’ve
got, I think Buffy came home while I was away. This box was full when I left.”
Spike smiled. He really liked her. “So tell me more about Elizabeth.”
“She’s gorgeous.
She’s smart and funny and she’s... perfect. I think I’ve loved her ever since I
first saw here, I was just too chicken to admit it. She belonged to someone
else, and I think it kinda clouded our eyes.”
“Belonged to? She’s
a... a vam... a vampire too?”
“You can say it.
Don’t be shy Joyce and no she’s not a vampire. She’s human, well, she’s an
angel to me. I thought Dru was it for me, but I was with her I think cause I
thought I had to be. I loved Dru, but Elizabeth? She’s so much more than Dru
ever was, and she’s not crazy. I’ve done a lot of thinking and I think Dru
stayed with me cause she thought she had to, but she never REALLY wanted me. We
loved each other cause we thought no one else would love us, or we couldn’t
love anyone else. I guess Angel’s leaving also stuck us together.”
“Well, you’ve
certainly changed your views since the last time we had tea, haven’t you? And
you seem happier, you look happier, a little thin, but...”
“Don’t worry about
me. I’m as healthy as vampire with a chip can be. Pig’s blood doesn’t cut it,
but it’ll have to do. And without the chip I don’t think I could be with Bethy,
I call her Bethy sometimes....”
“That’s what I used
to call Buffy.” She smiled glancing over at a picture of Buffy on the wall. “So
you can’t bite?”
“I can’t bite, hit,
scratch or even attempt hurting a single living soul without having tremendous
pain. I’ve found I can hurt demons, so I’ve agreed to help Buffy out.”
“Really? And she’s
okay with that?”
“Yeah, we’re friends
I guess. She’s amazing.” He took another sip of tea. “I recently saw Angel.”
“Angel? Where’s he?”
“He’s in LA, doing okay.
He’s got an investigation agency going for him, lookin’ into supernatural
stuff, brooding a lot I guess. Why he left Beth... Buffy, I’ll never understand
it.”
“What? Wait a
second...” he was hoping she would catch on. “Please don’t tell me your new girlfriend
isn’t Buffy.”
“It isn’t.”
“Oh, good, cau...”
“Buffy is my mate.”
“What?”
“We’re mated. We went
to Angel to ask permission and he gave it to us and we’re together now. She was
going to tell you tonight, but I thought it might be easier for her, if you
knew now and got your anger out at me.”
“My anger?”
“You know you’re
angry, might as well take it out on me.”
“Well, how did this
happen?” Joyce was shocked, understandably so. She was also concerned. Buffy
had been down this road once before.
“Well, Red did this
spell that made Buffy and I become engaged, but after the spell, it was all I
could do to stop myself from thinking about her. I saw her beautiful face
everywhere, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. We just kinda... got involved.
Then I found out about the poof’s claim to her and we had to go to LA.”
“His claim?”
“Yeah, I was sure I’d
explained mating to you.”
“Oh, you did. So
you’re mated.”
“Yes, and I know what
you’re thinking. You’re thinking that Buffy was already involved in a doomed
relationship, but I’ve no intention of leaving her, EVER. I’m not Angel. I’m
not going to lose my soul and start killing her friends.”
“But you don’t have a
soul Spike. How can you love my daughter?”
“You believe me when
I say I loved Drusilla?”
“Yes.”
“Then why is it so
hard to believe that I love Buffy?”
“But you’ve tried to
kill her more than once.”
“And she tried to
kill me too but we never did. I don’t think we could have. But that’s another
difference between me and the poof, I don’t think about everything. I just do
what I feel and I know Buffy and I are together. I plan on protecting her with
my life, and loving her as long as she’ll have me. And if by extension I have
to protect her friends and family, I will and if that means that one day I have
to save your life, I will.”
“Well... I don’t know
what to say. I hear you but don’t know what to say.”
“Well, Buffy and I
had a small fight before and I never got to celebrate her birthday with her.
Considering her past birthdays haven’t been that great, I was thinking we could
surprise her tonight. She’ll be coming here expecting you to be upset but you
won’t be. And I’ve got a couple presents for her.”
“Okay. I’ve still got
something for her, this will be the first time I see her in a while.”
“Good, I’ve got some
other plans too. But Joyce, I want you
to promise me that if you have any problems with us, or with me, you’ll come to
me. If you’re angry about it, once you think about it more, or have questions,
come to me, don’t upset Buffy.”
“I promise. So tell
me about your other plans...”
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She opened the door
to the crypt and he was sleeping on top of a coffin. She walked over to him and
put her hand on his boot and dragged it up the length of him. She pressed her
lips to his and began kissing him, running her tongue along his lips, prying
them opened gently until she felt him kissing back, parting his lips and
darting his tongue out to meet hers. His hands pulled her on top of him and she
felt his growing erection pressing into her through his jeans. She pulled away
and rested her head on his chest. “Evening William Brody.”
“I haven’t heard that
in so long. How’d you find out?”
“I looked up William
the Bloody in a book on famous serial killers throughout history. Pretty
colorful past you’ve got there. They’ve got you pretty well documented,
although they don’t know what kind of copy cat took over your style after you
died, and why that person took it a step further and managed to drain the blood
of his victims. Stupid morons. That’s when the watcher’s diaries picked you up.
Anyway what’d you do today?”
“I watched Passions
and some other show called Jenny Jones. What crap!”
“Basically, what was
today?”
“Teen girls who wanna
be strippers. I’ve seen slime demons prettier than them.” He laughed. “And I
thought about what I wanted to do to you once you got here.”
“And what did you
decide?”
“Shag your brains
out.”
“We’ve got dinner
with my mother, remember? We’ve gotta be there in a half hour.”
“That’s enough time.”
“For what?”
“For a quick shag.”
“In the crypt?”
“Why not?”
“It’s creepy.”
“Why?”
“These people are all
dead.”
“So am I love.”
“Yeah, but you’re not
dead as in rotting away, you’re undead. And these people are here to rest
eternally, they shouldn’t be disrupted by us making love.”
“Who said anything
about making love?” She sat up and looked down at him confused. He sat up and
grabbed her toward him, hoping he wouldn’t set the damn chip off if he touched
her wrong. He smashed his lips to hers and his greedy hands grabbed her breasts
through her shirt, pinching the hardening nipples through the fabric. He felt
the need to just take her, not waste time, just shag her. He wanted to fuck her
silly. Her fingers flew to his trousers when he began rubbing his hand over her
covered sex. He took that as a sign and got his fingers inside her jeans and
she stood up pulling him with her. He grabbed her jeans and yanked them down
and ran his hands up under her shirt. She arched into his touch as he started
moving her backwards. They slammed into a cement pillar when she finally yanked
his pants down. He ripped her panties off and tossed them aside. He felt her
hot fingers stroking him as he sucked on the scar he had given her. She moaned
and began pumping his cock in her hand. He growled loudly.
God she loved when he
growled. She could feel it vibrate through her entire body and she needed him
inside her. She kicked off her shoes and jeans and threw her legs around his
waist. One hand ran up her leg to her inner thigh and she gasped as she felt
his fingers toying with her clit before entering her tight passage. She leaned
forward and arched into him, feeling the tip of his cock rubbing her clit. He
pulled his fingers out, sensing her urgency and with one sharp thrust he was
buried deep inside her and she squealed his name. “SPIKE!” He didn’t wait for
her to adjust, he pulled out quick and slammed back into her. God it felt too
damn good. He began pumping into her, pounding her back into the pillar behind
her and she arched into him. She pawed at his back still covered in cloth and
felt his teeth nipping at her breasts through the fabric of her shirt.
He couldn’t get
enough of her. She wasn’t cracking under his thrusts, she was meeting them
eagerly. He pulled out and slammed back into her over and over again. “Oh God
Buffy!” He whispered in her ear. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Shut up and fuck
me.” Was the answer he got and he slipped his hand in between their bodies and
pinched her clit and she screamed, a scream to wake the dead. He was so close,
he felt her body squeezing around him, her legs clamping around his body,
pulling him closer to her. She gasped as his bit lightly into her skin, he resisted
the need for blood. He would NOT bite her every time he wanted to come, still
he felt she was close, and he was too but he couldn’t quite get over the edge.
She looked at him, staring
at her neck and she smiled. He continued pounding into her, her tailbone
slamming into the pillar. Her hand pulled his shirt away from his neck slightly
and she caught his eyes for a moment. “MINE.” She said and she bit into his
neck as hard as she could. He growled louder than she’d ever heard as he
thrashed around in orgasm. She thrust into his body once more and came with
him, feeling their essences mix, cold and warm inside her body. She didn’t
taste blood but she had broken some skin. She continued kissing and sucking on
the wound, as he had to her, while the hormones continued flooding her system.
They just kept rocking into each other, slowing down a little.
He felt her around
him, her mouth on his neck. He had blacked out for a moment, he remembered her
saying ‘mine’ and then all had gone black. He came to and felt her around him.
He had experienced the most intense orgasm of his entire existence. He felt her
mouth at his neck sucking on his skin. Oh God! His blood! He quickly pulled out
of her and her legs fell to the ground. Her mouth pulled away from him and she
leaned back against the pillar. He didn’t smell blood.
“Relax, no blood, no
big.” He grabbed her close and hugged her. “I did break skin though, you think
you’ll scar?”
“I don’t know. I have
before.”
“Where?”
He pointed to his
eyebrow. “A present from my wonderful grandsire. Darla didn’t like me very
much.”
She looked at her
watch. “I’d love to sit and chat, but we’ve gotta go.” She pulled her pants up
and he did likewise. They stole glances at each other. He couldn’t even explain
what her actions meant to him yet he thought she knew. That was really the only
part of the mating that hadn’t been completed, with the exception of her being
turned, which would remain unfulfilled. He smirked at her. “What?”
“I told you I said
nothing about making love.” She smiled back and grabbed his duster.
“Let’s go.” She took
his hand and pulled him out of the crypt and they walked hand in hand. The
night was calm and mildly pleasant. He looked up at the stars and over at her
again. “What?” She asked.
“Nothing.”
“Spit promise,
remember?”
“I.. I just don’t
know how to say it. Thank you doesn’t seem appropriate. I don’t know.”
“You’re mine now, you
don’t have to thank me.” He understood what she had meant now. It did feel nice
belonging to someone. That was one thing that his relationship with Dru had
been missing. She never told him that he belonged to her, though he told her
she was his. She had bitten and drank from him, but never claimed him as her
own. “Penny for your thoughts.”
“I was just thinking
about Dru.”
“Oh, great.”
“OH NO! You said the
other day that it was nice belonging to someone, cause Angel never told you
that you were his. And I didn’t understand it until now. Dru never told me
either. She bit me and drank from me, but she never claimed me as hers. Maybe
that should have been my first hint.”
“No, let’s not dwell
on the past. We’ll have enough dealing with my mother. She is SO not going to
be happy.”
“I don’t think you’re
giving your mum enough credit.”
“Please! She freaked
when she found out about Angel. I still remember ‘the talk.’ Maybe it’s
something your parents didn’t use to torture you with, but these days? She was
so upset, first off cause I didn’t bother to mention I was seeing anyone, then
to find out he’s older than me and stalking me? She was mad beyond words. She
spent a half an hour telling me about responsibility for my actions, like I
wasn’t kicking my own ass for being so stupid.”
“So you’re stupid for
shagging a vampire?”
“No, for not thinking
it through. I mean, he said, ‘Buffy, maybe we shouldn’t’ but did I listen? NO!
We should have at least talked about it before hand. I mean the first time we
kissed he vamped out on me, we should have taken that one step further. But
let’s not dwell on the past, right? What was done, was done, and if it hadn’t
happened, you wouldn’t have come to me for help, Dru wouldn’t have left you and
we might not be together now, and I’m so glad we are. And you really have to
hit me when I’m rambling.” Just then a vampire jumped out in front of her. “Not
now!” She whipped the stake out and it slammed into his heart and he turned to
dust. “See? Evil forces just aren’t trying. Not that I mind, but come on! I
spent all summer coming up with great undead jokes and they are all to waste,
I’ve hardly staked any vampires in the last few months.”
“You’ve staked me a
few times.” He smiled wickedly.
“No, I believe YOU
staked ME.”
“That’s true.” She
stopped in front of her house. “Come on love, it won’t be that bad.” He said,
pulling her toward the door. “Should we knock?”
“Why don’t we just
turn around an lea...” just then the door opened. Buffy braced herself.
“Buffy!” Her mother
grabbed her quickly into a hug. “Happy birthday, late of course, but better
late than never, right?”
“Hi Mom, how was your
trip?”
“Good, it was good, I
got some great pictures.” She winked at Spike. He was glad they had worked this
out for Buffy’s sake. Joyce had agreed to keep an open mind and he promised to
take care of Buffy and make her happy. “I thought you said you were bringing
your new boyfriend Buffy.”
“Mom, you remember
Spike? Well, you see him and I are... are kind of dating, sort of, in the way that
we’re together.” She closed her eyes waiting for the screams.
“Great! Come on in.
Dinner’s just about ready. Would either of you like some tea?”
“What? Mom? Are you
my mom? Are you feeling okay?”
“Sure, why Buffy?”
“Cause you do
remember that Spike is a vampire, right? Like Angel, fangs and everything,
without a soul. Where’s the lecture? Where’s the anger?”
“Buffy, you’re a
grown woman and you make your own choices, now would you like some tea?”
“Well, I’d love some
Joyce.” Spike took his duster off and threw it over the back of a chair. Her
mother left and Buffy sat down on the couch quiet. “What’s wrong Slayer?” He
asked sitting next to her taking her hand.
“That’s not my
mother, it can’t be my mother. Demons got her or she switched bodies with
someone, or she’s an alien from another universe or...” he pressed his lips to
hers to silence her, and to silence himself from telling her about his visit
with her mum earlier in the day.
“You were saying?”
“I don’t know.”
“Okay you two,
dinner’s ready.” They got up and followed her mother into the dining room where
Buffy couldn’t understand it. There were two settings and a mug with blood.
“Mom?” She asked.
“Yes?” She looked at
her mother and looked back at Spike.
“You jerk!” She hit
him in the shoulder.
“Bloody hell! What
was that for Slayer?”
“You know Mom, you
knew before! How?”
“Spike called me this
morning and we had tea.” Buffy hit him again.
“I thought it might
be easier for you if she knew before hand. I told her about our mating and our
trip to LA.” She grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him to her for a
small kiss. “Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
“Yes. Why didn’t you
tell me?”
“We were kinda
busy...” he said leaning to her ear to whisper. “We were too busy shaggin’
like bunnies.”
She whispered back, “I’ve
NEVER seen bunnies do that.” She looked over at her mother. “SO, you knew.
That’s good, better than I thought, but you’re mad and you’re waiting to lash
out at me.”
“No. I mean it,
you’re old enough now to make your own decisions. You’re nineteen and going to
college and I’m going to be supportive, or I’m going to try. But tonight isn’t
about that. I haven’t seen you and I want to hear about what you’ve been doing.
Spike says you went to LA.” They all sat down, Joyce and Buffy eating, Spike
drinking.
“Yes. We saw Angel
and I saw Cordelia for a while, she’s certainly better, and she’s working for
Angel. Oh and Wesley is working there too. I didn’t get to stop by and see Dad,
but I called and his secretary said he was out of town for some reason or
another. I don’t know, maybe another time, during break maybe.”
“Do you have plans
for your Christmas break?”
“I don’t know,
probably hangin’ with Willow and Xander, patrolling and of course looking for
an apartment for Spike, instead of a crypt.”
“There’s nothing
wrong with the crypt love.”
“It’s dark and cold
and reeks of death, and I’m not going to be sitting in a crypt on a summer day
with you, so you’re looking for some place more girl friendly if you ever
expect me to be there.”
“Cor you’re an
impossible chit!”
“And you love me.”
“Yes I do.” He smiled
as he listened to mother and daughter talking about college. He liked listening
to Buffy talk. He watched her lips as she did and imagined those succulent lips
around his cock. She was amazing, there was no other word to describe her. A
while later, her mother cleared the table. “Let me help you Joyce.” He jumped
up and walked out to the kitchen behind her. “Do you have it?” He asked.
“Yes. I think she’ll
like it.” She pulled a cake out of the fridge and put nineteen candles in it.
“Great. I’ll go get
her to shut her eyes.” He walked back out and slid his hands around her neck
and downward under her shirt towards her delicious breasts.
“Spike, my mom is in
the house.”
“So.” He asked,
kneading her breasts in his hands. She moaned.
“So, she’s gonna be
coming in here at any moment.”
He nibbled on her ear
and whispered, “close your eyes love.”
“What?”
“Trust me, close your
eyes.” She did and he pulled his hand out of her shirt just as her mother came
in and put the cake in front of her. “Okay, open them.”
“Oh my God! You
guys!”
“Happy birthday
honey. I wasn’t in town for your birthday party and so I thought I’d make some
cookies but Spike suggested the cake and candles.”
“Happy birthday
love.” He kissed her on the forehead and sat down.
“This is so nice. I
mean the party was the bestest Buffy birthday bash in a big long while, but
THIS is great. Thank you.”
“Spike and I agreed
we’re not singing, so make a wish Buffy.”
“Fair enough.” She
closed her eyes. ‘I wish for everything to be this perfect for a long time to
come, and for there to be no more demons, EVER.’ She opened them up and blew
the candles out. “Now can we have some?” She asked.
“Yes of course Buffy.”
Her mother handed her the knife and she cut it.
“I have a present for
you Buffy. I saw it at the auction and thought of you.” Her mom went into the
living room and dragged in a huge box. She opened it up and inside there was an
oak chest two feet high, a foot and half wide by two feet deep.
“It’s beautiful Mom.”
“It’s an antique. At
the bottom is an inscription to the original owner from the maker of the box. I
read it and I knew it was yours. It says ‘For my Elizabeth, you saved my world’
and I thought it was time you had a new weapons chest, the other one is kind of
old.”
“This is perfect Mom,
thanks.”
“You’re welcome, but
I wanted something non-slayer related, so...” she produced a small box and she
opened it up.
“Oh Mom!” It was a
broach with a picture of angels on it.
“It was your
grandmothers. I know we’re not religious, but she wanted you to have it when
you were old enough to appreciate it. She had it made when she went to the
Sistine Chapel in Italy. There were painters there that would paint a
particular part of it on a broach and she had this done, her favorite angel.”
“Thank you so much
Mom, it’s beautiful.”
“You’re welcome
honey. I’m glad you like it.”
“And now, I’ve got
something for you.” Spike said. He pulled out the first box from his pocket and
handed it to her. She opened it up and her face lit up. He had found a
beautiful gold chain with her name in beautifully scripted letters on it. The
dot on the ‘i’ in her name was a diamond and there was a line of diamonds
underlining the name. “Now everyone will know you’re Elizabeth.”
“Will, this is so
beautiful! Thank you so much!”
“Can I put it on?”
“Yes, please.” He
unhooked it and put it around her neck.
“You said you should have
a diamond necklace and this was the best I could find.”
“It’s beautiful.” She
put her hand on it and his hand covered hers.
“You’re beautiful.”
“You better not let
this get out to the demon community, that you’re buying the Slayer jewelry.
What would they think?”
“I don’t care what
they think. I’ve got one more thing for you.”
“Okay. What?” He
turned her chair and got down on one knee, like he’d seen in the movies. “Will?
What are you doing?”
He pulled out the
little box and took the ring out of it. “Slayer, I can’t exactly make it legal,
but we’ve done the vampire thing and I thought we could do the human thing. I
don’t know where this is going, I don’t know how it’ll end, but put this ring
on your finger and be mine forever.” She was crying. “Bethy?”
“Yes, I will.” He
looked down at her left hand and saw the claddaugh ring, he knew it was from
Angel. He took her right hand instead but she pulled away.
She knew what he
would do, but it wasn’t fair to him. She took Angel’s ring from her left hand
and slipped it on her right. She looked at him and gave him her left hand and
he slipped the ring on. She took in a breath. It was gold with a diamond in the
center and a green and purple stone on either side. “What are these for?” She
asked pointing to the stones.
“The white is a
diamond, they said that was the classic stone. The emerald is for love, and the
amethyst is for protection.”
“It’s beautiful,
thank you, I love it and I love you.” He stood up and hugged her, and she
hugged her mom and then her mom hugged him.
“My little girl is
all grown up. It’s amazing how time flies.” They talked over tea for a while
until they had to leave to patrol. “Okay, I’m so glad you came tonight honey.”
“Me too Mom.” She
grabbed a hold of her mom, it was so nice not fighting with her. “Thank you SO
much for dinner.”
“Anytime, and Spike
you’re welcome to come over for tea anytime and let me know if you need
anything.”
“Thanks Joyce.” With
that, Buffy had him by the hand and was dragging him out the door. “See? I told
you that wouldn’t be so bad with your mum.”
“You tricked me,
you... you... you vampire you!”
“Duh.”
“Okay, I’ve gotta
study for a quiz tomorrow, I’m gonna patrol on my way home, I’ll see you
tomorrow.”
“We’re not gonna
shag?”
“We already ‘shagged’
today and I’ve gotta keep my grades up. We can ‘shag’ tomorrow, I promise, and
besides, I really don’t wanna spend the night in a crypt with you.”
“I’ve gotta get
another place so you WILL spend the night.”
“That would be nice.”
She pulled him close to her and smashed their lips together. “Okay, Spike, get
off of me.” She pushed him away. “I have to go.”
“I know, I’ll see you
tomorrow sometime?”
“Count on it.” She
kissed him again gently and walked away.
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“Hey Will.”
“Hi. What’s going
on?”
“Nothing, everything.
See my ring?” She put her hand out.
“OH MY GOD! This is
SO beautiful Buffy.”
“Spike gave it me.
Dinner last night was so great. He had already talked to my mom and she gave me
an oak chest for my weapons too.”
“That’s so great, I’m
glad it went well. What happened with Riley this morning?”
“I’m in the
Initiative now and I’m on call. I’m on my way to Spike’s now.” Suddenly her
beeper went off. “Shit!”
“Since when do you
have a beeper?”
“Since I’m on call for
demon hunting. Professor Walsh said she’d call if she needed me. So I guess
I’ll go to Spike’s later. Bye.” And Buffy was off for her first mission.
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He was pretty sure
the effects of the alcohol had worn off. He felt more himself and Giles had
said the tracer was gone. “It will be dark soon. I think it will be wise for
you to leave Sunnydale.”
“I’m not going
anywhere Watcher. Not until those bastards undo whatever they did to me, put me
back the way I was.”
“Sure, just explain
to the nice scientist guys that you really miss killing and torturing innocent
people.”
“Do you think that
would work?” Who was he kidding? He would never be back the way he was. It
didn’t matter too much, but he hated feeling helpless. If he was back the way
he was, he’d have to stop killing anyway in order to be with Buffy. Where was
Buffy anyway? He hadn’t seen her, he had expected to see her, but he had had to
run from the soldiers. He hoped she wasn’t worried.
“Spike, lord knows
why I’m telling you this, it’s for your own good. You should at least leave for
a while. As long as the Initiative is in operation it’s not safe for you here.”
“No.” It was Buffy!
“It’s not safe for any of us.” He ran over to her and hugged her. She began
telling them her story and he watched her. “So Maggie sends me down into the
sewers with one of the Blasto-guns and the next thing I know, it’s raining
monsters.”
“Hallelujah!” Xander
said mockingly, although Spike didn’t see what was funny about Buffy being
attacked.
“And then this gate
slams down behind me and I try to use the gun but it goes ‘phitt!’”
“You’re saying that
Maggie Walsh set you up?” Giles asked.
“That’s exactly what
I’m saying. She sent me on a one way recon.” She sat on Spike’s lap and his
hands wrapped around her waist possessively.
“Gotta hand it to you
Goldilocks, you do have bleeding, tragic taste in men.” He said, his tongue
grazing over her neck at the base of her hairline. “I got a cousin married to a
regurgitating Frovalox demon that’s got better instincts than you.”
“Well it explains why
I’m with you.” She smiled and kissed his cheek. “What do you mean?”
“Okay, I think speak
for everyone,” Xander said, “when I say that we DON’T want to see you two making
with the smooches, under a spell or not. I don’t care if you’re freakin’
married, I don’t want to see this. It’s too weird. We already went through this
with one undead guy, we don’t need another. I just want that out in the open!
When we start being stalked again, I’m not gonna hold back from saying ‘I told
you so.’ Okay?”
“Xander, we have more
important things to talk about and guys who date ex-vengeance demons can’t
REALLY pass judgment. What do you think would happen if she ever got her powers
back?” She turned back to Spike. “Now what do you mean I have bad taste in
men?”
“This Riley guy, I
don’t like him and you chose to trust him. Do you think he was out knitting
booties while Maggie was stringing you up?”
“Oh come on! You
don’t think he had anything to do with this, do you?” She asked.
“Buffy, while you
were getting beaten up, he was out all over town chasing me. The buggers shot
me in the back with some kind of tracer.”
“Are you okay?” She
asked, her fingers running to his back looking for a wound.
“It’s fine now,
but...”
“Buffy, we’re just
saying we’d be remiss if we didn’t think of all the possibilities.” Giles said.
“Right, remiss. No.
No. Maggie made sure Riley wasn’t around when she sent me on this very special
‘make Buffy dead’ assignment. I really don’t think he knew.”
“And plus, Riley? He
seems like he wouldn’t tell a little white lie. Let alone a whole bunch of big
dirty ones. He’s just not the type to keep secrets.” Willow said.
“That’s why they call
it the ‘secret forces’ Will, cause they kinda keep the whole lying thing to
themselves.” Xander said. He had a point. Spike didn’t like trust this Riley
guy as far as he could throw him, especially with Buffy.
“All I know is that
Maggie has it in for me, which means the Initiative has it in for me.”
“I’m guessing the mad
scientist isn’t too keen on the fact that the entire Scooby Gang knows that the
Initiative is up to no good.” Xander said.
“Which brings us back
to the ‘not safe for any of us’ concept.” Spike was worried, not only for
himself, but if this Maggie woman wanted Buffy dead, and Maggie worked for the
same buggers who’d fixed him, it couldn’t be good.
“What could have
happened to make Professor Walsh want to kill you?” Giles asked.
“Yeah, good
question.” Spike added.
“I don’t know. She
wasn’t too keen on the fact that I was asking a lot of questions, that’s for
sure.” She leaned back against Spike’s chest and enjoyed the safe feeling his
arms gave her.
“So you were getting
too close to something?” Demon girl said.
“Clearly.” Giles
said. “Although one can only imagine what she’d be so desperate to hide.”
“Well...” Buffy stood
up and walked over to his weapons chest. “Everybody, grab a weapon. We’ve gotta
move.”
“And storm the
Initiative?” Xander took the axe from her. “Yeah, let’s take on those suckers!”
“I was thinking more
that we’d hide.” Buffy said.
“Oh, thank God.”
Xander put the axe down.
“Buffy, I think
perhaps we should talk about this.” Giles said.
“No Giles, we need to
relocate some place where we’re less likely to be found. Then we’re going to
come up with a plan.”
“We could go to my
place.” Willow suggested.
“The Initiative guys
know how close we are. They’ll automatically check the places you hang out.
Xander, what about your basement. They haven’t seen us together that much and
there’s plenty of room.”
“Oh, plus mirror
ball!” Willow said.
“Yes, come boogie.”
Anya said less that thrilled.
“Absolutely not. I
will not squat in that dank hole.”
“What? It was good enough
for good old Spike, but you’re above it Watcher?”
“Precisely.” Giles
said. “Besides, I don’t see why we can’t stay right where we are. Because it’s
very unlikely those Initiative boys are gonna come around here looking for...”
Just then the door opened.
“BUFFY!” It was the soldier, and he went over and hugged HIS Buffy. Spike got
up to pull him off, but sat down when he knew he couldn’t hurt the jerk.
Luckily Buffy pulled back. “God Buffy. Are you okay? What happened?”
“You know?”
“I know something
went down. Tell me.”
“Maggie tried to kill
me.”
“It didn’t work, but
they’re all upset anyway.” Spike looked at Anya and she winked at him.
“Okay, listen.” Riley
said. “I need you to go over everything. Step by step. There has to be some
kind of mistake.”
“There was no
mistake! And how do you know something happened?” Xander asked.
“I was on a mission.”
The boy started. “But I came back and I’m not sure. Let’s just keep our heads
and not jump to any...” Riley looked at Spike. Great!
“What Riley?” Buffy
asked.
“That’s Hostile 17.”
He said pointing at Spike.
“Uh, no! I’m just a
friend of Xanderrr’s... bugger it. I’m your guy.” He stood up.
“This is Spike. He’s
uh... it’s a REALLY long story. But he’s not bad anymore.”
“Hey!” He looked at
her. “What am I? A bleeding broken record? I’m bad! It’s just... I can’t bite
anymore. Thanks to you wankers.” Why hadn’t she said anything?
“We’ve been looking
all over the place for him but you’ve known where he’s been all along?”
“It’s not like that
Riley.” Spike was mad, she wasn’t saying anything.
“Then what is it
like? What’s he doing here?” She was ashamed of him. She looked at him as if to
say ‘sit down.’ But he would not be bossed around, least of all by the Slayer.
He brushed past her
and she tried to grab his arm, “I’m leaving you swabs to your dramatics.
Thanks. I’ve got my stories on the telly for that.” He faced Buffy, “Obviously
we have some issues to deal with, but I’m not gonna stick around to get caught
again. Not for anything.”
He opened the door
and threw his duster over his head. “SPIKE!” She went to leave but Riley
grabbed her arm.
“You’re hiding an
HST! What is this?”
“Why don’t you just
back off and let her ask the questions, jack? Your boss just tried to make
monster food out of her!”
“Look Riley, I HAVE
to go. I’m sorry.” She ran out, toward the crypt. She opened the door. “Spike?”
She closed the door and he was sitting behind it. “Spike, it’s not safe here.
You didn’t have to leave.”
“Why didn’t you tell
him about us?” He stood up, he was hurt, she could tell.
“Spike, how was I
suppose to? When did I have the time. You can’t just come out and announce that
I’m in love with a vampire. And I AM in love with you Spike.”
“Buffy, the buggers shot
me and wouldda gotten me, but I out ran them and damn near turned to dust.”
“I know, but Riley
can’t do anything about that. He follows orders and if he were to know that,
they could use it against us. The less they know about our personal lives the better.”
She pressed herself against him and ran her finger along his jaw line. “I’m
sorry for not saying anything. I’d like to make it up to you.”
“Oh yeah? How?”
“I thought we’d sneak
back over to my mom’s house while she’s at work and take a bath or a shower, or
whatever.”
“Whatever?” He said.
“Exactly what does that entail?”
“Well, why don’t we
go and I’ll show you.” She smiled and grabbed his hand as he threw his duster
over his head.
~El Fin~
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