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rating: PG-13
author's note: Thins is my first official piece hope you like it. I'll
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spoilers: post Potential
Rest By: Spuffy237
"Work, work, work."
Buffy went over those words Spike had said in the cemetery only a few hours ago in her head. She knew what he meant but she never actually thought of it as he had intended. She never thought she was all work and no play, but then again.....
A tide commercial broke her train of thought. She was supposed to be watching the TV on the nice comfy couch cuddled in a blanket, "resting" but here she was thinking about work.
The SITs were all in bed and Giles was searching for another potential in Shang hi or watever and this was about the only time she could rest. But she couldn't.
Thinking about resting brought her to another thought. Spike. She closed her eyes as she say him mentally collapse in front of her then draping his body over that cross begging to rest.. Rest . Would she break like that? She knew she couldn't... She had a duty, but ....
Spike was tiptoeing down the stairs thinking she was asleep. Hearing him she turned to him. Spike froze for a second not realizing at first that he hadn't wakened her. a few seconds later his complexion grew soft as she gave him a soft smile. He had obviously taken a shower. His hair was curly and un-gelled glistening in the TV light.
Spike turned to the TV as he slaughtered over to the chair next to the couch. "What 'tcha watchin'?" he asked
"How should I know? Does it look Like I'm paying attention?" She shot back playfully.
He just shrugged .
There was an awkward silence then...
..."Spike. What did you mean that I'm all 'work, work ,work'?" It was a stupid question really, she knew the answer ,but that was her job.
"Um, I'm just sayin' you should let the Sits have a cuppa' or sommit. that 's all" He quickly added ," They just seem to need a break..."
"What kindda break? A bone break? A coffee break ? A...."
Chuckling he said" just a day off"
"I guess...OK, but only one. ...One of them put you up to this didn't they?"
"What can I say, They said I was the only one that could convince you."
Shaking her head in dismay she offered, "tomorrow" and reached over to the calendar that was sitting on the side table.
While she was trying to calculate the extra practice time they would have to do Spike reached over and snatched the calendar away and set it down on the table. "You should rest Buffy." Looking at her sternly.
"I've got other things to do she complained reaching for her planner. He snatched it and added it to his pile. She couldn't believe this. "Buffy" he said in a softer tone. "rest." Reluctantly she laid down and pulled the covers over her. shifting her positions several times she finally gave up "Spike I can't do this, Givme'"
"Is there something I can do? Pillow? Cuppa'?"
"NO!" She said annoyed.
"OK... Here" growing impatient he walked over and instructed her to sit up. Sitting down he fluffed a pillow in his lap. and she just stared.
"What are you doing? We're---."
"Just lay down. The only time you ever rested as I saw was when you were.... with me," He started to grow increasingly embarrassed and looked at the floor trying to figure out why he had just done what he had done.
Before he could stand up Buffy said, "It's OK. you can stay." He looked at her in relief as she laid her head on his lap. He pulled up the covers and they watched the TV together.
"thanks."
"No problem luv." he said stroking her hair.
By the time the program was over, Buffy had already fallen asleep. Careful not to wake her, Spike swept her up and started for her bedroom. When he laid her down, he tucked her in, stood a moment noticing how peaceful she was tempted to kiss her forehead, but decided it better that he not.
~*~
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
Buffy shot up as her alarm went off. She was in a cold sweat from all the slayer dreams she had had that night. She finally forced herself off the bed and started for the mirror to put up her hair and go train.
"Buffy."
Spike had snuck in.
"I'm still going train you know" She said knowing he was going to try and convince her not to.
"It's 4 in the morning, you can train later, go back to sleep."
She turned around to face him and replied simply, "I can't."
"Why not?" he chuckled now sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Slayer dreams" she said tuning and continuing to get ready.
"Buff--"
"No Spike"
"Suit yourself. I'll go tell the girls to sleep in when they wake."
Thinking about it again Buffy ran up after him grabbing his arm before he reached the door. "Could you... um" He raised his eyebrows in question. "Sleepwithme" She slurred. "Not..you know...just.." "I know. Sure." he replied smiling knowingly.
She followed him into the bed and cuddled next to his chest as he raped an arm around her the other tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
Through the rest of the morning she fidgeted a little but all he had to do was hold her closer and she seemed all right. "Rest" He hushed "just rest"
TO BE CONTINUED
Rest By: Spuffy237
"Work, work, work."
Buffy went over those words Spike had said in the cemetery only a few hours ago in her head. She knew what he meant but she never actually thought of it as he had intended. She never thought she was all work and no play, but then again.....
A tide commercial broke her train of thought. She was supposed to be watching the TV on the nice comfy couch cuddled in a blanket, "resting" but here she was thinking about work.
The SITs were all in bed and Giles was searching for another potential in Shang hi or watever and this was about the only time she could rest. But she couldn't.
Thinking about resting brought her to another thought. Spike. She closed her eyes as she say him mentally collapse in front of her then draping his body over that cross begging to rest.. Rest . Would she break like that? She knew she couldn't... She had a duty, but ....
Spike was tiptoeing down the stairs thinking she was asleep. Hearing him she turned to him. Spike froze for a second not realizing at first that he hadn't wakened her. a few seconds later his complexion grew soft as she gave him a soft smile. He had obviously taken a shower. His hair was curly and un-gelled glistening in the TV light.
Spike turned to the TV as he slaughtered over to the chair next to the couch. "What 'tcha watchin'?" he asked
"How should I know? Does it look Like I'm paying attention?" She shot back playfully.
He just shrugged .
There was an awkward silence then...
..."Spike. What did you mean that I'm all 'work, work ,work'?" It was a stupid question really, she knew the answer ,but that was her job.
"Um, I'm just sayin' you should let the Sits have a cuppa' or sommit. that 's all" He quickly added ," They just seem to need a break..."
"What kindda break? A bone break? A coffee break ? A...."
Chuckling he said" just a day off"
"I guess...OK, but only one. ...One of them put you up to this didn't they?"
"What can I say, They said I was the only one that could convince you."
Shaking her head in dismay she offered, "tomorrow" and reached over to the calendar that was sitting on the side table.
While she was trying to calculate the extra practice time they would have to do Spike reached over and snatched the calendar away and set it down on the table. "You should rest Buffy." Looking at her sternly.
"I've got other things to do she complained reaching for her planner. He snatched it and added it to his pile. She couldn't believe this. "Buffy" he said in a softer tone. "rest." Reluctantly she laid down and pulled the covers over her. shifting her positions several times she finally gave up "Spike I can't do this, Givme'"
"Is there something I can do? Pillow? Cuppa'?"
"NO!" She said annoyed.
"OK... Here" growing impatient he walked over and instructed her to sit up. Sitting down he fluffed a pillow in his lap. and she just stared.
"What are you doing? We're---."
"Just lay down. The only time you ever rested as I saw was when you were.... with me," He started to grow increasingly embarrassed and looked at the floor trying to figure out why he had just done what he had done.
Before he could stand up Buffy said, "It's OK. you can stay." He looked at her in relief as she laid her head on his lap. He pulled up the covers and they watched the TV together.
"thanks."
"No problem luv." he said stroking her hair.
By the time the program was over, Buffy had already fallen asleep. Careful not to wake her, Spike swept her up and started for her bedroom. When he laid her down, he tucked her in, stood a moment noticing how peaceful she was tempted to kiss her forehead, but decided it better that he not.
~*~
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
Buffy shot up as her alarm went off. She was in a cold sweat from all the slayer dreams she had had that night. She finally forced herself off the bed and started for the mirror to put up her hair and go train.
"Buffy."
Spike had snuck in.
"I'm still going train you know" She said knowing he was going to try and convince her not to.
"It's 4 in the morning, you can train later, go back to sleep."
She turned around to face him and replied simply, "I can't."
"Why not?" he chuckled now sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Slayer dreams" she said tuning and continuing to get ready.
"Buff--"
"No Spike"
"Suit yourself. I'll go tell the girls to sleep in when they wake."
Thinking about it again Buffy ran up after him grabbing his arm before he reached the door. "Could you... um" He raised his eyebrows in question. "Sleepwithme" She slurred. "Not..you know...just.." "I know. Sure." he replied smiling knowingly.
She followed him into the bed and cuddled next to his chest as he raped an arm around her the other tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
Through the rest of the morning she fidgeted a little but all he had to do was hold her closer and she seemed all right. "Rest" He hushed "just rest"
TO BE CONTINUED