Testing out an idea that's been knocking around in my head for the past few days.
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I watch the people who bustle through the bar, coming and going as they please, all with purposes and places they need to be. I just wandered from place to place now, and as time slowly passes, I begin to put myself back together. The fallout from Sunnydale had hit me hard and fast and I still hadn't fully recovered.
Physically I was in the best shape of my life, but mentally, I was mess.
Combine that with strong fruity drinks and it's an evening that dulls the pain of my own life.
I never used to drink, and I don't now do it excessively, but I find that on some nights I need a little something to mellow me out a little. Keep the mental inner demons away.
I haven't had to worry about actual physical demons for months now.
On my next glance around the room I notice there are two handsome men at the bar. They're not too far from my table so I don't know how I didn't see them come in.
I'm just heading towards the bar to get another drink when my enhanced Slayer hearing singles out one particular snippet of conversation from the loud buzz of chatter coming from the two gentlemen. "- want Nicklaus?"
Nicklaus.
I'd only ever met one person with a name like that.
His back was mostly to me, but I could make out his profile when he turned to talk to his companion. The closer I got to them the more my Slayer sense was tingling. I tensed only slightly when his companion noticed my approach, but he made no move against me. Their conversation had stopped by then and they were on guard. Before I could bottle it, I took the last few steps towards them, coming up behind his chair. He still hadn't turned.
"Hello, Nic."
At first he didn't move, but then he slowly stood and turned to face me.
"Buffy Summers." His face shows no emotion and the greeting is cold, but I know him to have always been that way, so I don't take it to heart.
"How long has it been, Niki?"
"About ten years, you were sixteen." There's still no emtion in his voice.
"Ten years? And you haven't even aged a day, fancy that," I whispered with a wink.
After everything that had happened in my life, I had completely forgotten about the summer that I'd met Nicklause Michelson. It was the summer I ran to LA after the battle with Angel. Looking at him now, I'm surprised he didn't just kill me on the spot. How I ever could have missed the power radiating off of him I don't know.
The two mens power brushed against me strongly, it screamed for the Slayer in me to be on the highest alert. Nic still had the serial killer look in his eyes, but the other man seemed just curious.
I was still so young then and had only scratched the surface of my Slayer abilities. I remember getting the feeling that Nic was a vampire, but we were out in the sun so I shooed the feeling away.
I don't know how, be he knew what I was straight away. I think he was amused with me.
We had ended up working together for two weeks. He said he was in town looking for a vampire and said that my certain 'skill set' would enable him to find them faster.
"Don't use that infuriating name, you know how I easily lose my temper," he said with a sickly smile. He was right of course but he didn't scare me anymore.
"You don't intimidate me, Niki. I'm not that girl anymore, a lot's happened in ten years." My voice had turned sad. I knew I must have looked pretty sad too, I could tell from the way Klaus tilted his head just slightly, as if considering what might have happened in my life. I brighten up quickly though, no use turning this into a Buffy pity party. "Now don't be rude Klaus, I know you to have better manners than this, introduce me to your friend." I say as I nod towards his companion who's watched our conversation with curious eyes.
"Ah yes, how rude of me. Elijah is my brother and fellow original vampire," he pauses quickly as his brother offers me his hand and gets out a quick, 'nice to me you', "and this dear brother is Buffy... the Vampire Slayer."