Hey y'all, it's me again! *smirk* So with my last story, I got a few negative responses that made me laugh (really guys, calling me a dumbass and dickhead are really the best you could do? 0.o) So this time, I'll do my best to make it better. I want to give a quick shout out to fanpire911 (or Cami, whichever you prefer) for giving me some really useful polite critiques. I appreciate it!
By the way, I'm looking for a beta still (hint hint) so message me if you're available!
Okay, enjoy the new story! B.T.W ~ I own nothing!
Buffy POV
I twirled my stake as I sauntered through the cemetery. "Joy, yet another freaky fun Friday" I muttered, kicking at a loose rock.
"You shouldn't glare like that luv, it makes lines" a voice said from behind me. I whirled around but a pale hand stopped me from plunging my stake downward. Spike smile cockily down at me, but frowned when I growled and started walking away. "Luv, what's the matter?" He caught up to me and continued following me, to my supreme annoyance.
"Nothing" I spat out. I heard a sigh before I was caught and pulled, carefully, into Spike's chest. "Just don't want to be out here again" I mumbled, breathing in his earthy smell. Probably from spending so many years in a crypt, I thought wryly.
"That's why we're here" a familiar perky voice spoke up as Willow, Xander, and Faith walked towards us. Ever since Willow's bad premonition a few weeks ago, I'd been out round the clock checking for baddies. I tried to convey all my thanks to them in a tired smile as Spike buried his face in my hair, hiding a relieved smile. I waved happily at them as Spike and I walked away, holding hands.
"Your place or mine?" I asked. He let out a loud laugh as we walked along the dark streets of Sunnydale.
Willow POV
I heard Spike laugh as he and Buffy walked away and smiled happily as I split away from Xander and Faith to look over part of the cemetery. But as soon as I was far enough away, I had the feeling I was being followed. Strange, I thought. I'd had this feeling intermittently when I'd gone on patrol since my premonition. I heard a branch crack and turned in time to see a huge, bulky shape flit away inhumanly fast. I froze, not really sure if I was just seeing things, shook it off, and continued on. I must be getting tired.