A Glance at What Could Be
By *~Rachel*~
Disclaimer: Oh yes…they are ALL MINE! (Sarcastic) Haha. RIGHT. Joss Whedon, Marti Noxon, Twentieth Century Fox Productions, UPN, Sandollar Television, and Mutant Enemy own BtVS. No copyright infringements were intended. This is my story and not meant to copy the show.
Rating: It's basically PG-13 all the way though.
Summary: The very end of "The Gift" where Spike gets to see what the outcome of two possible choices is.
Spoilers: "The Gift," definitely. Let's just say everything up to that, mostly concentrating on 5th season. "I Love You" Is by Sarah McLachlan- not me!
Author's Notes: _______ Signifies thoughts.
Distribution: My site, Sinister Attraction, the groups I'm sending them out to can archive them, and....anyone else can just ask me first! (I'll probably say 'yes')
Feedback? OF COURSE! C'mon, I live for it!
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"You don't come near the girl, Doc," Spike said as he turned around and protected Dawn with his body. His back ached from the knife that Doc had just stuck in his back, but Spike tried to hold his ground.
Doc looked at Spike with confusion clear on his face. "I don't smell a soul anywhere on you. Why do you even care?" He asked him.
"I made a promise to a lady," Spike replied. His mind traveled to Buffy, who was down there fighting for her life. She was fighting Glory, trying to stop her when she had no clue that Doc was up here instead.
"Oh?" Doc asked in surprise. Doc's tongue suddenly came flying out of his mouth aimed right at Spike. Spike ducked, remembering when Doc had pulled a similar move against Xander. In a flash, Doc ducked to his knees and grabbed Spike's legs, pulling them out from underneath him and sending him sprawling against the floor.
Spike! Dawn thought, watching the two fight. She struggled against the ropes, dreading what was going to happen.
Quickly, Spike jumped back up onto his feet and Doc grabbed onto him. Doc grabbed Spike's arms, wrapping them behind his back so Spike couldn't lash out unexpectedly. Doc edged the two of them up right to the edge of the plank that they were standing on. Spike stared down the 100 or more stories high building, unable to get free from Doc's grasp.
"Then I'll send the lady your regrets," Doc said into Spike's ear.
"No..." Spike whispered, throwing a glance over at Dawn.
Doc released Spike, throwing him off the tower. Dawn screamed as she watched Spike, the vampire who had become her protector, over the building. Spike landed on the ground far from where Dawn and Doc stood. He felt a wave of intense pain ripple through his body as he tried to pick himself up off the pile of bricks and wood. However, he collapsed when the pain overcame him, casting him unconscious
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Spike felt himself slowly start to regain consciousness, but he didn't want to open his eyes. The second that he opened his eyes, Spike knew that he would be forced to look at reality. His mind kept running the same scene over and over again, and Spike inwardly cringed. He had failed her. He couldn't help Buffy do one, simple thing and now, Dawn was probably dead. Maybe it wasn't even worth opening his eyes.
However, when he felt a small, thin arm wrapped around his waist, his eyelids popped open. Spike sat up and quickly shook the arm off of his chest. He looked around him and saw that he was in Buffy's room. Black curtains covered the windows and he could smell the musk of sex...recent sex. Something very fucked up is going on here, Spike though to himself. He reached over the side of the bed and grabbed his black jeans. After putting them back on, he slid out of bed and stood up, turning around and gazing at...
"Holy fuck!" Spike shouted.
A few feet away in the bed, Buffy started moving, slowly waking up. Losening the bedsheet that was wrapped around her body, Buffy stretched and yawned before opening her eyes. When she opened her eyes, they traveled up to Spike, causing her to instantly grin. "Morning honey," she said sweetly.
"Honey"?! Spike thought wildly. "Wha-"
"What's wrong?" Buffy asked, noticing the crazy expression on his face. She had never seen him look like this before. "Are you okay?" She began to sit up, holding the sheet over her chest as she stared at him.
"No...what the hell happened here?" Spike asked, running his hand through his hair. The last thing that he remembered was plummeting to his sure- death, leaving Dawn alone with Doc. Now he and Buffy were...what? Lovers? A Couple?
"What do you mean what happened?" Buffy asked. She smiled at him, asking, "Spike, did you hit your head last night?" She sat up and reached over the side of the bed to grab some clothes that were lying on the floor.
"Well, I-"
There was a knock on the door. "Hey! You guys better be decent. I'm coming in!" Dawn said through the door. Buffy finished dressing and Spike silently grabbed his shirt and threw it on, his mind bursting with questions.
"Come in!" Buffy said.
Dawn entered the room in her pajamas and ran over to Spike, jumping over Buffy's bed before hugging him. "Spike!" she shouted, wrapping her arms around him. Dawn's force knocked Spike off his feet, pushing him back onto the end of the bed.
Spike, surprised and confused beyond reason, only sat there. "H-hey Sweet Bit," He said shakily. Then, realizing that she was okay and unharmed from Doc, he tightened his grip around her for an instant. "How are you, Bit?"
"Great. Saturdays are always the best. There's no school, no homework, and no work," Dawn replied, getting up off the bed and started to head for the doorway.
"I can't complain with that," Buffy said. She moved towards the edge of the bed where Spike sat and wrapped her arm around his back. She kissed his shoulder before laying her head there. Spike resisted the urge to jump back, unused to seeing so much affection from Buffy directed towards him.
"Hey, I made some breakfast downstairs," Dawn said. "Hungry? I made eggs and pancakes and...slightly burned bacon."
"That's sweet, Dawn," Buffy said. "You're going to Lisa's today, right? Sleepover thing?"
"Right, so...I'm going to go on over to her house now." Dawn said.
"What? But it's only..." Buffy looked over at the clock, thinking that it was around 9 or 10 AM. "...Two PM...nevermind."
"Yeah, after all the...stuff that you two did last night, it's amazing that you woke up even now," Dawn said. Although she always teased the two about their relationship, she loved that her sister and her best Scooby-friend were together. There were just times that she wished the walls were thicker or she had some ear plugs. Or maybe both, she thought.
"Dawn!" Buffy said, here eyes widdening from what her younger sister was saying. "I'll pick you up tomorrow, right?"
"Right," Dawn replied, walking out the doorway. "See you two tomorrow."
When Dawn left, Buffy turned her head to look at Spike. "So...what were you talking about earlier? Are you okay?" She asked him.
Spike calmed down and took the chance to kiss her cheek. "Sorry, love. I Guess that I just had a nightmare, that's all."
"C'mon, I know that the big bad doesn't have nightmares," Buffy said. "What's going on?"
"No, everything is fine," Spike replied. "I just, uh..." Suddenly, Buffy leaned over and kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. Spike almost jumped back in surprise, but instead slowly grabbed onto her shoulders and pulled her towards him as her lips ran over his.
"Are you still worried about Glory?" Buffy asked. "Look, she's gone. Giles killed Ben so Glory is gone, and she's not coming back to get Dawn or me ever again. We're safe, thanks to you."
Spike decided to play along. "Uh..." he tried speaking as he felt Buffy's hands begin to travel down his chest and then pants. "Right, sorry, love."
"Want me to make it better?" Buffy asked, raising her eyebrows. "Dawn's gone...it's Saturday, so no classes for me..."
"What are you implying, love?" Spike asked her.
"I'll show you," Buffy replied. She placed her hand on his chest and pushed him back onto the bed. She kissed him once again, before she stared up at him. "I love you, William," she whispered to him.
Spike's eyes widened before he grinned. If he had died and gone to heaven, then it wasn't too shabby. "I love you too, Buffy," Spike said, taking his hand and pushing some strands of hair out of her eyes. He kissed her again as he forced the two to roll over. Spike took his time, not knowing what would happen in the future, as he made love to her.
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By *~Rachel*~
Disclaimer: Oh yes…they are ALL MINE! (Sarcastic) Haha. RIGHT. Joss Whedon, Marti Noxon, Twentieth Century Fox Productions, UPN, Sandollar Television, and Mutant Enemy own BtVS. No copyright infringements were intended. This is my story and not meant to copy the show.
Rating: It's basically PG-13 all the way though.
Summary: The very end of "The Gift" where Spike gets to see what the outcome of two possible choices is.
Spoilers: "The Gift," definitely. Let's just say everything up to that, mostly concentrating on 5th season. "I Love You" Is by Sarah McLachlan- not me!
Author's Notes: _______ Signifies thoughts.
Distribution: My site, Sinister Attraction, the groups I'm sending them out to can archive them, and....anyone else can just ask me first! (I'll probably say 'yes')
Feedback? OF COURSE! C'mon, I live for it!
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"You don't come near the girl, Doc," Spike said as he turned around and protected Dawn with his body. His back ached from the knife that Doc had just stuck in his back, but Spike tried to hold his ground.
Doc looked at Spike with confusion clear on his face. "I don't smell a soul anywhere on you. Why do you even care?" He asked him.
"I made a promise to a lady," Spike replied. His mind traveled to Buffy, who was down there fighting for her life. She was fighting Glory, trying to stop her when she had no clue that Doc was up here instead.
"Oh?" Doc asked in surprise. Doc's tongue suddenly came flying out of his mouth aimed right at Spike. Spike ducked, remembering when Doc had pulled a similar move against Xander. In a flash, Doc ducked to his knees and grabbed Spike's legs, pulling them out from underneath him and sending him sprawling against the floor.
Spike! Dawn thought, watching the two fight. She struggled against the ropes, dreading what was going to happen.
Quickly, Spike jumped back up onto his feet and Doc grabbed onto him. Doc grabbed Spike's arms, wrapping them behind his back so Spike couldn't lash out unexpectedly. Doc edged the two of them up right to the edge of the plank that they were standing on. Spike stared down the 100 or more stories high building, unable to get free from Doc's grasp.
"Then I'll send the lady your regrets," Doc said into Spike's ear.
"No..." Spike whispered, throwing a glance over at Dawn.
Doc released Spike, throwing him off the tower. Dawn screamed as she watched Spike, the vampire who had become her protector, over the building. Spike landed on the ground far from where Dawn and Doc stood. He felt a wave of intense pain ripple through his body as he tried to pick himself up off the pile of bricks and wood. However, he collapsed when the pain overcame him, casting him unconscious
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Spike felt himself slowly start to regain consciousness, but he didn't want to open his eyes. The second that he opened his eyes, Spike knew that he would be forced to look at reality. His mind kept running the same scene over and over again, and Spike inwardly cringed. He had failed her. He couldn't help Buffy do one, simple thing and now, Dawn was probably dead. Maybe it wasn't even worth opening his eyes.
However, when he felt a small, thin arm wrapped around his waist, his eyelids popped open. Spike sat up and quickly shook the arm off of his chest. He looked around him and saw that he was in Buffy's room. Black curtains covered the windows and he could smell the musk of sex...recent sex. Something very fucked up is going on here, Spike though to himself. He reached over the side of the bed and grabbed his black jeans. After putting them back on, he slid out of bed and stood up, turning around and gazing at...
"Holy fuck!" Spike shouted.
A few feet away in the bed, Buffy started moving, slowly waking up. Losening the bedsheet that was wrapped around her body, Buffy stretched and yawned before opening her eyes. When she opened her eyes, they traveled up to Spike, causing her to instantly grin. "Morning honey," she said sweetly.
"Honey"?! Spike thought wildly. "Wha-"
"What's wrong?" Buffy asked, noticing the crazy expression on his face. She had never seen him look like this before. "Are you okay?" She began to sit up, holding the sheet over her chest as she stared at him.
"No...what the hell happened here?" Spike asked, running his hand through his hair. The last thing that he remembered was plummeting to his sure- death, leaving Dawn alone with Doc. Now he and Buffy were...what? Lovers? A Couple?
"What do you mean what happened?" Buffy asked. She smiled at him, asking, "Spike, did you hit your head last night?" She sat up and reached over the side of the bed to grab some clothes that were lying on the floor.
"Well, I-"
There was a knock on the door. "Hey! You guys better be decent. I'm coming in!" Dawn said through the door. Buffy finished dressing and Spike silently grabbed his shirt and threw it on, his mind bursting with questions.
"Come in!" Buffy said.
Dawn entered the room in her pajamas and ran over to Spike, jumping over Buffy's bed before hugging him. "Spike!" she shouted, wrapping her arms around him. Dawn's force knocked Spike off his feet, pushing him back onto the end of the bed.
Spike, surprised and confused beyond reason, only sat there. "H-hey Sweet Bit," He said shakily. Then, realizing that she was okay and unharmed from Doc, he tightened his grip around her for an instant. "How are you, Bit?"
"Great. Saturdays are always the best. There's no school, no homework, and no work," Dawn replied, getting up off the bed and started to head for the doorway.
"I can't complain with that," Buffy said. She moved towards the edge of the bed where Spike sat and wrapped her arm around his back. She kissed his shoulder before laying her head there. Spike resisted the urge to jump back, unused to seeing so much affection from Buffy directed towards him.
"Hey, I made some breakfast downstairs," Dawn said. "Hungry? I made eggs and pancakes and...slightly burned bacon."
"That's sweet, Dawn," Buffy said. "You're going to Lisa's today, right? Sleepover thing?"
"Right, so...I'm going to go on over to her house now." Dawn said.
"What? But it's only..." Buffy looked over at the clock, thinking that it was around 9 or 10 AM. "...Two PM...nevermind."
"Yeah, after all the...stuff that you two did last night, it's amazing that you woke up even now," Dawn said. Although she always teased the two about their relationship, she loved that her sister and her best Scooby-friend were together. There were just times that she wished the walls were thicker or she had some ear plugs. Or maybe both, she thought.
"Dawn!" Buffy said, here eyes widdening from what her younger sister was saying. "I'll pick you up tomorrow, right?"
"Right," Dawn replied, walking out the doorway. "See you two tomorrow."
When Dawn left, Buffy turned her head to look at Spike. "So...what were you talking about earlier? Are you okay?" She asked him.
Spike calmed down and took the chance to kiss her cheek. "Sorry, love. I Guess that I just had a nightmare, that's all."
"C'mon, I know that the big bad doesn't have nightmares," Buffy said. "What's going on?"
"No, everything is fine," Spike replied. "I just, uh..." Suddenly, Buffy leaned over and kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. Spike almost jumped back in surprise, but instead slowly grabbed onto her shoulders and pulled her towards him as her lips ran over his.
"Are you still worried about Glory?" Buffy asked. "Look, she's gone. Giles killed Ben so Glory is gone, and she's not coming back to get Dawn or me ever again. We're safe, thanks to you."
Spike decided to play along. "Uh..." he tried speaking as he felt Buffy's hands begin to travel down his chest and then pants. "Right, sorry, love."
"Want me to make it better?" Buffy asked, raising her eyebrows. "Dawn's gone...it's Saturday, so no classes for me..."
"What are you implying, love?" Spike asked her.
"I'll show you," Buffy replied. She placed her hand on his chest and pushed him back onto the bed. She kissed him once again, before she stared up at him. "I love you, William," she whispered to him.
Spike's eyes widened before he grinned. If he had died and gone to heaven, then it wasn't too shabby. "I love you too, Buffy," Spike said, taking his hand and pushing some strands of hair out of her eyes. He kissed her again as he forced the two to roll over. Spike took his time, not knowing what would happen in the future, as he made love to her.
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