Title : Worth Saving
Author : Sophie
Pairing : Spike/Fred
Disclaimer : Not mine
Rating : PG (for now)
Spoilers : S5 through Hell Bound
PART I - First Name Basis
SPIKE
Her name is Winifred Burkle.
What is it with me and girls with weird names? Anyway, here everyone call her Fred.
A masculine name for such a pretty bird. And smart too.
I spend a lot of time in her lab lately. Just talking. Oh, and flirting too. Because then she giggles and blushes and she's too damn cute when she does that.
And thank God that she's here. Since I came back, she's the only thing that's kept me sane.
Sometimes I like to think we're friends. As much as a Science Queen working for an evil law firm and a Vampire-Ghost may be. Strangely, she's probably the only person I have talked to the most in the past four years. Or I should say, I have opened up to the most. She does that to me.
I told her a lot about myself. About what had happened in SunnyHell, my life with Buffy. Told her all the sordid details. Because I don't want her to fantasize and see me like some bloody romantic hero.
And the looks she gives me sometimes.nobody has ever looked at me that way. Nobody.
And at those moments, I wish I was the hero she thinks I am.
For her.
So now, I don't know why the soddin' Powers That Be - or whatever the hell they are - brought me back. I thought my fate had been sealed when I wore the amulet, turned into a big pile of ashes and got buried deep under what used to be Sunnydale.
Apparently, I was wrong.
And everything is wrong. Angel hates me. I hate him. The others don't give a damn about me, I'm just a potential guinea pig to them.
Except for her.
So, I'm not totally pissed. Because she's there. She said she would help me, and I trust her.
And if I ever get corporeal again, the first thing I want to do is hold her hand.
~~~~~~~~~~
FRED
He told me his real name is William.
I think it suits him. Or at least it suits to the parts of him that I foresaw. The parts he doesn't show to anyone else.
Then again, how can they not see it? He's wearing his heart on his sleeve. His face is an open book. He's fascinating. And I'm not talking about the fact that he's some vampire-ghost with a soul that saved the world and was brought b ack for whatever reason.
He's fascinating as a man.
Oh, and he's gorgeous too. I maybe a science geek, but I'm not blind. And when he flirts with me, and gives me that sexy smirk and does that thing with his tongue between his lips.well, I have trouble remembering my name.
But there's so much more than that. He's been hanging out at the lab lately, and we talk. I told him about my life in Pylea, and the first years at Angel Investigations.
And he told me.about Buffy. Everything that happened. The chip in his head, him falling in love with her, their affair. How he got his soul back, and especially the reason why he did it.
Of course I was a bit shocked at first. And I know he told me on purpose. It hasn't been long, but I feel I know him pretty well already. And I know he doesn't want me to see him as someone exceptional, or even remotely special.
But I can't look at him any other way. Because he is. So much.
I can't help but wonder if the Slayer realized what a treasure she had beside her. I don't know her, and I don't want to judge her.
All I know is that every time her name is mentioned Angel makes that funny face and then stays in a broody silence (although that's his usual state of mind, but still.). And Spike.like I said, an open book. Where I read love, but mostly pain. Inflicted by her.
So I don't think I like her very much.
She doesn't know he's back. Or if she does, she doesn't seem in a hurry to come and visit him.
That's her loss, I suppose.
And sometimes, during very short foolish moments, I can't help but hope it's my gain.
PART I - First Name Basis
SPIKE
Her name is Winifred Burkle.
What is it with me and girls with weird names? Anyway, here everyone call her Fred.
A masculine name for such a pretty bird. And smart too.
I spend a lot of time in her lab lately. Just talking. Oh, and flirting too. Because then she giggles and blushes and she's too damn cute when she does that.
And thank God that she's here. Since I came back, she's the only thing that's kept me sane.
Sometimes I like to think we're friends. As much as a Science Queen working for an evil law firm and a Vampire-Ghost may be. Strangely, she's probably the only person I have talked to the most in the past four years. Or I should say, I have opened up to the most. She does that to me.
I told her a lot about myself. About what had happened in SunnyHell, my life with Buffy. Told her all the sordid details. Because I don't want her to fantasize and see me like some bloody romantic hero.
And the looks she gives me sometimes.nobody has ever looked at me that way. Nobody.
And at those moments, I wish I was the hero she thinks I am.
For her.
So now, I don't know why the soddin' Powers That Be - or whatever the hell they are - brought me back. I thought my fate had been sealed when I wore the amulet, turned into a big pile of ashes and got buried deep under what used to be Sunnydale.
Apparently, I was wrong.
And everything is wrong. Angel hates me. I hate him. The others don't give a damn about me, I'm just a potential guinea pig to them.
Except for her.
So, I'm not totally pissed. Because she's there. She said she would help me, and I trust her.
And if I ever get corporeal again, the first thing I want to do is hold her hand.
~~~~~~~~~~
FRED
He told me his real name is William.
I think it suits him. Or at least it suits to the parts of him that I foresaw. The parts he doesn't show to anyone else.
Then again, how can they not see it? He's wearing his heart on his sleeve. His face is an open book. He's fascinating. And I'm not talking about the fact that he's some vampire-ghost with a soul that saved the world and was brought b ack for whatever reason.
He's fascinating as a man.
Oh, and he's gorgeous too. I maybe a science geek, but I'm not blind. And when he flirts with me, and gives me that sexy smirk and does that thing with his tongue between his lips.well, I have trouble remembering my name.
But there's so much more than that. He's been hanging out at the lab lately, and we talk. I told him about my life in Pylea, and the first years at Angel Investigations.
And he told me.about Buffy. Everything that happened. The chip in his head, him falling in love with her, their affair. How he got his soul back, and especially the reason why he did it.
Of course I was a bit shocked at first. And I know he told me on purpose. It hasn't been long, but I feel I know him pretty well already. And I know he doesn't want me to see him as someone exceptional, or even remotely special.
But I can't look at him any other way. Because he is. So much.
I can't help but wonder if the Slayer realized what a treasure she had beside her. I don't know her, and I don't want to judge her.
All I know is that every time her name is mentioned Angel makes that funny face and then stays in a broody silence (although that's his usual state of mind, but still.). And Spike.like I said, an open book. Where I read love, but mostly pain. Inflicted by her.
So I don't think I like her very much.
She doesn't know he's back. Or if she does, she doesn't seem in a hurry to come and visit him.
That's her loss, I suppose.
And sometimes, during very short foolish moments, I can't help but hope it's my gain.