Haunted by Memories
Summary: Buffy/Spike POV. It is a songfic. The song is Haunted by Evanescence. What B/S think about when Spike is at the bar at W&H and Buffy is at a nightclub on a two-hour delay for a flight back to L.A. listening to the same song at the same exact time. I hope it's better than the summary. God knows I suck at summaries.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned all of this, especially Spike. Of course I don't because Joss just won't give them up and I've tried to convince him, but he just laughed in my face and slammed the door. I will keep trying though. I don't own the song either, I just wish I had that woman's voice is all.
Distribution: If you want it, take it. Just let me know or I might vamp and bite you.
I can't believe we're actually going back. I said it would be a lot longer than eight months, before I'd return. Now I'm sitting here in some seedy bar/nightclub, waiting for a flight I really don't want to get on, but Angel called and said he needed me. Of course I said "Okay, Angel me and the Scoobs will be on the next flight we can get." It probably would have been better if I weren't sitting here at the bar, I expect Spike to walk up like he did last time I was sitting at a bar.
I really don't need to be thinking about him right now, but I can't stop. We met outside a bar; he came to me in a bar after Willow's forgetting spell. We beat up Willy quiet a lot in his bar. When I think of a bar, I think there is a room in the back where demons play kitten poker. I had some pretty good times in bars, but most of the time Spike was there and damn it I miss that stupid vampire. He just had to go and get himself dusted, because he thought it was 'The Right Thing To Do'. Don't get me wrong, he did a totally brave and unselfish thing, he just didn't consider the consequences of his actions. Plus, we had no idea what that amulet was really going to do.
Willow, Xander and Dawn are out there on the dance floor, getting their groove on. No Kennedy thank god. That girl gets on my last nerve. They asked if I wanted to go with, but I'm just not in the mood for the dancing. Moping. Yeah, moping is my thing now.
So, I'm sitting here at the bar, staring into my hot, Diet Coke. Spinning the glass around in the moisture where the ice melted at least a half hour ago.
I can't believe I'm going back or nearly back to where I lost my home and the one person on this earth who was always there for me, even if he was totally annoying and a pain most of the time. He was also the one person I can honestly say that I loved, or should I say I love, because I still do. There's not a day that goes by I don't wish I had told him sooner, but I had just figured it out for myself. At least I did tell him though.
AN. Before you ask, this isn't it, just the first part. This one is totally finished. I will be putting up a chapter at least once a day, if not twice.
Please review and tell me if it sucks or is good or if I should shoot it and put it out of its misery.
Summary: Buffy/Spike POV. It is a songfic. The song is Haunted by Evanescence. What B/S think about when Spike is at the bar at W&H and Buffy is at a nightclub on a two-hour delay for a flight back to L.A. listening to the same song at the same exact time. I hope it's better than the summary. God knows I suck at summaries.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned all of this, especially Spike. Of course I don't because Joss just won't give them up and I've tried to convince him, but he just laughed in my face and slammed the door. I will keep trying though. I don't own the song either, I just wish I had that woman's voice is all.
Distribution: If you want it, take it. Just let me know or I might vamp and bite you.
I can't believe we're actually going back. I said it would be a lot longer than eight months, before I'd return. Now I'm sitting here in some seedy bar/nightclub, waiting for a flight I really don't want to get on, but Angel called and said he needed me. Of course I said "Okay, Angel me and the Scoobs will be on the next flight we can get." It probably would have been better if I weren't sitting here at the bar, I expect Spike to walk up like he did last time I was sitting at a bar.
I really don't need to be thinking about him right now, but I can't stop. We met outside a bar; he came to me in a bar after Willow's forgetting spell. We beat up Willy quiet a lot in his bar. When I think of a bar, I think there is a room in the back where demons play kitten poker. I had some pretty good times in bars, but most of the time Spike was there and damn it I miss that stupid vampire. He just had to go and get himself dusted, because he thought it was 'The Right Thing To Do'. Don't get me wrong, he did a totally brave and unselfish thing, he just didn't consider the consequences of his actions. Plus, we had no idea what that amulet was really going to do.
Willow, Xander and Dawn are out there on the dance floor, getting their groove on. No Kennedy thank god. That girl gets on my last nerve. They asked if I wanted to go with, but I'm just not in the mood for the dancing. Moping. Yeah, moping is my thing now.
So, I'm sitting here at the bar, staring into my hot, Diet Coke. Spinning the glass around in the moisture where the ice melted at least a half hour ago.
I can't believe I'm going back or nearly back to where I lost my home and the one person on this earth who was always there for me, even if he was totally annoying and a pain most of the time. He was also the one person I can honestly say that I loved, or should I say I love, because I still do. There's not a day that goes by I don't wish I had told him sooner, but I had just figured it out for myself. At least I did tell him though.
AN. Before you ask, this isn't it, just the first part. This one is totally finished. I will be putting up a chapter at least once a day, if not twice.
Please review and tell me if it sucks or is good or if I should shoot it and put it out of its misery.