I own nothing, all characters and the like, hail from the mighty Joss
Whedon and his ME, I merely borrow.
This is my first attempt so please give me a little comment, good or bad I can take it, I wont cry I promise, nice comments preferred of course, but hey I'm not fussy
Season 7, Spike arrived back in Sunnydale a couple of weeks before. with shiny new soul, disjointed, confused and unsure where he fits in, finds cheap skanky room to live in, spends time reading, thinking, struggling to handle new found feelings of guilt, and following Buffy when she's on patrol,
As soon as the flashback recedes from his mind he lets out a small sigh as the now familiar feelings of dismay and disgust flood over him. All he could now feel whenever he caught sight of her. Once the sight of Buffy only brought feelings of warmth and lust now only guilt. Guilt for his actions in their last encounter, for the way they had allowed the possibilities of their relationship to pass them by and the feelings of regret for how their chance had been lost.
He'd returned to his spot behinds the tree outside of her house, she'd sense someone near by a few times but never worked out who, the way he needed it to be for now, He watched her climb the steps to her house and decided that she was safe for another night and waited until she had entered her front door before heading off to his favourite haunt.
His favourite haunt of course before his trip to Africa, As he entered the Bar eye's from an assortment of demons acknowledged his presence but not in the anticipated welcoming of his return he had hoped for.
Demon 1 "what the hell is this"
Spike to Bar tender "usual"
Bar tender makes a show of wriggling his nose at Spike " Spike you um got your self a little extension while you were away"
Spike starting to feel a little nervous now, not gonna show it " Er no, don't know what you mean, now I said usual, ain't been away long enough for you to forget have I"
Tension in the bar starts to rise as five assorted demons begin to gather themselves around, maybe five feet from Spike.
Demon 1 " this soul of yours, it um give you extra strength as well or just turn you stupid"
Spike turns, mouth half open tongue firmly placed behind lower teeth
Spike " So um, you noticed then" scans round eyeing up his chances "Yeah well you know what it's like when you go on vacation, gotta bring back a souvenir."
Demon 1 " Just turns you stupid I see," to the large group surrounding him "so, guys, we gonna have a little fun with the souled vamp, I heard they fight like little humans"
Spike, offended " Hey"
Demon 2 " yeah, they're always good for a quick beating, don't fight back, don't like to harm, the poof's can't take the guilt
Spike little smirk, little laugh " and you heard this where? Penguin book of vampires with souls"
launches straight into attack, , managing to elbow Demon 1 out of the way but the crowds six deep and he's not coming out of this one unharmed
stops his attack ( it's useless)
Spike " Ok I'm out of here, I don't come back, ever, you let me walk"
Demon 2 "and where would be the fun in that"
Bar tender " Let him go, I just refurbished, my new image I'll be ruined if we get blood stains on the carpet"
Spike nods at Bartender, thank god for refurbishments
Demon 1 eyes up Bartender, eyes up Spike " fine so long as we get to escort him out"
with that Spike is pushes to the ground under one mass piles of demons and mercilessly attacked from every angle, they edge towards the door as instructed and after being lifted above several of their heads he is thrown some 20 yards into the ally out side
Spike through the crushing pain " Thanks for showing me the way guys remind me to visit again soon"
tries to lift himself up and get away, he knows he needs to get out of site before sun rise and the bar empties
but he can't, one of his arms isn't working, he's bleeding from several cut's and the pains just making him want to lie down and sleep.
" Maybe that damn soul has turned me weak after all" he mutters to himself,
Buffy wanders down a deserted street, eye's peeled, cemeteries had been quiet and she'd finished patrolling early, so she's decided to head back out, check out the demon haunts for trouble, humans wondering in unexpected, bar fights, something to delay her return to an empty house.
She peers down the ally, it's badly lit, but she spots something, someone, huddled into a doorway, as she approaches she hears a few groans escaping,
Buffy " ah someone in trouble, must be one for me"
As she reaches the figure she crouches down, winces as she notices a pool of blood seeping onto the tarmac.
She stands back up and lets her eye's travel up the figure before resting on the beaten face before her,
Realisation hit's her with a swift thud that goes straight to her gut,
Buffy "Spike" her voice trails off, as they lock eyes, staring at each other as the situation registers in their minds,
Spike " er Buffy? visions not too good, is that you? "
Buffy " it's, it's me, what happened to you? " she notices the pool of blood has grown
Spike " long story" his eye glance over to the entrance to the bar, " welcome home reception got a bit rowdy"
Buffy " your, your bleeding out"
Spike " yeah"
Buffy " your back"
Spike " yeah"
Buffy "They attacked you? You need to get out of here" her mind fills with too many thoughts to calculate in one go, spike's back, he's here in front of her, now, bleeding?
Spike " standings a little bit of a problem right now luv, pain's a bit of an issue"
Buffy "and there was me thinking pain was your thing" she kneels down to him "
" sorry, that was probably the worst thing I could say right now, we need to get you help "
Spike " No Buffy, I need help I'll get it, you don't need to… I'll be fine" he's serious
She's ignoring him, grabs him under the arms and pulls him up to lean against the wall
Buffy " we need to get you help"
Spike sincerely " Thanks" manages a small smile
She looks at him closely studying his face before taking a hand to his cheek and using her thumb to smear a trickle of blood,
Buffy " right, then we should go "
This is my first attempt so please give me a little comment, good or bad I can take it, I wont cry I promise, nice comments preferred of course, but hey I'm not fussy
Season 7, Spike arrived back in Sunnydale a couple of weeks before. with shiny new soul, disjointed, confused and unsure where he fits in, finds cheap skanky room to live in, spends time reading, thinking, struggling to handle new found feelings of guilt, and following Buffy when she's on patrol,
As soon as the flashback recedes from his mind he lets out a small sigh as the now familiar feelings of dismay and disgust flood over him. All he could now feel whenever he caught sight of her. Once the sight of Buffy only brought feelings of warmth and lust now only guilt. Guilt for his actions in their last encounter, for the way they had allowed the possibilities of their relationship to pass them by and the feelings of regret for how their chance had been lost.
He'd returned to his spot behinds the tree outside of her house, she'd sense someone near by a few times but never worked out who, the way he needed it to be for now, He watched her climb the steps to her house and decided that she was safe for another night and waited until she had entered her front door before heading off to his favourite haunt.
His favourite haunt of course before his trip to Africa, As he entered the Bar eye's from an assortment of demons acknowledged his presence but not in the anticipated welcoming of his return he had hoped for.
Demon 1 "what the hell is this"
Spike to Bar tender "usual"
Bar tender makes a show of wriggling his nose at Spike " Spike you um got your self a little extension while you were away"
Spike starting to feel a little nervous now, not gonna show it " Er no, don't know what you mean, now I said usual, ain't been away long enough for you to forget have I"
Tension in the bar starts to rise as five assorted demons begin to gather themselves around, maybe five feet from Spike.
Demon 1 " this soul of yours, it um give you extra strength as well or just turn you stupid"
Spike turns, mouth half open tongue firmly placed behind lower teeth
Spike " So um, you noticed then" scans round eyeing up his chances "Yeah well you know what it's like when you go on vacation, gotta bring back a souvenir."
Demon 1 " Just turns you stupid I see," to the large group surrounding him "so, guys, we gonna have a little fun with the souled vamp, I heard they fight like little humans"
Spike, offended " Hey"
Demon 2 " yeah, they're always good for a quick beating, don't fight back, don't like to harm, the poof's can't take the guilt
Spike little smirk, little laugh " and you heard this where? Penguin book of vampires with souls"
launches straight into attack, , managing to elbow Demon 1 out of the way but the crowds six deep and he's not coming out of this one unharmed
stops his attack ( it's useless)
Spike " Ok I'm out of here, I don't come back, ever, you let me walk"
Demon 2 "and where would be the fun in that"
Bar tender " Let him go, I just refurbished, my new image I'll be ruined if we get blood stains on the carpet"
Spike nods at Bartender, thank god for refurbishments
Demon 1 eyes up Bartender, eyes up Spike " fine so long as we get to escort him out"
with that Spike is pushes to the ground under one mass piles of demons and mercilessly attacked from every angle, they edge towards the door as instructed and after being lifted above several of their heads he is thrown some 20 yards into the ally out side
Spike through the crushing pain " Thanks for showing me the way guys remind me to visit again soon"
tries to lift himself up and get away, he knows he needs to get out of site before sun rise and the bar empties
but he can't, one of his arms isn't working, he's bleeding from several cut's and the pains just making him want to lie down and sleep.
" Maybe that damn soul has turned me weak after all" he mutters to himself,
Buffy wanders down a deserted street, eye's peeled, cemeteries had been quiet and she'd finished patrolling early, so she's decided to head back out, check out the demon haunts for trouble, humans wondering in unexpected, bar fights, something to delay her return to an empty house.
She peers down the ally, it's badly lit, but she spots something, someone, huddled into a doorway, as she approaches she hears a few groans escaping,
Buffy " ah someone in trouble, must be one for me"
As she reaches the figure she crouches down, winces as she notices a pool of blood seeping onto the tarmac.
She stands back up and lets her eye's travel up the figure before resting on the beaten face before her,
Realisation hit's her with a swift thud that goes straight to her gut,
Buffy "Spike" her voice trails off, as they lock eyes, staring at each other as the situation registers in their minds,
Spike " er Buffy? visions not too good, is that you? "
Buffy " it's, it's me, what happened to you? " she notices the pool of blood has grown
Spike " long story" his eye glance over to the entrance to the bar, " welcome home reception got a bit rowdy"
Buffy " your, your bleeding out"
Spike " yeah"
Buffy " your back"
Spike " yeah"
Buffy "They attacked you? You need to get out of here" her mind fills with too many thoughts to calculate in one go, spike's back, he's here in front of her, now, bleeding?
Spike " standings a little bit of a problem right now luv, pain's a bit of an issue"
Buffy "and there was me thinking pain was your thing" she kneels down to him "
" sorry, that was probably the worst thing I could say right now, we need to get you help "
Spike " No Buffy, I need help I'll get it, you don't need to… I'll be fine" he's serious
She's ignoring him, grabs him under the arms and pulls him up to lean against the wall
Buffy " we need to get you help"
Spike sincerely " Thanks" manages a small smile
She looks at him closely studying his face before taking a hand to his cheek and using her thumb to smear a trickle of blood,
Buffy " right, then we should go "