Disclaimer: I own none of the characters they are Joss's so don't sue me
and the idea for the story came from Spuffyfantasy.com idea factory but the
rest is mine
Buffy's Dad is the head of the mafia. Spike is the agent sent to investigate. They fall in love.... What happens read to find out. Sry I suck at summaries.
Prologue
"He's already 30 minutes late. I'll give him five more minutes, if he's not here by then I'm leaving and you can call me when you guys have your act together," said a blonde woman.
She waited with four members of a band that she was supposed to be promoting, they had just moved to New York from Britain, but the meeting could not begin because the leader of the band was missing in action.
"This is the second time he hasn't shown for a meeting. I am beginning to think this is all a joke to you, if it is I have much more important matters to attend to."
Just then the door chimed and all ten eyes shot towards the door only to be lowered disappointedly as two men in black trench coats walked in.
A brown haired man sitting at the finally realized if he didn't say anything chances were this woman would leave and their careers ruined "Look I'm sure he'll be here soon he is always timely for events that matter," noticing the glance the blonde woman threw his way added "and the band has always been his top priority. I promise he will be here," praying to any god that would listen that he wasn't lying.
When the room once again fell into heavy silence the blonde woman's hazel eyes began to examine the two men that had walked in and were now sitting at the bar however neither seemed to be drinking. She had thought it odd that the two men were wearing trench coats on a sweltering summer evening but then again it was New York.
As she looked them up and down she noticed that one mans coat was weighed down by something in his pocket an irrational fear welled up inside of her as instinct told her he carried a gun and if looks could kill then at that moment she would be dead.
Never one to doubt her instinct she moved to leave, grabbing her coat, dropping a twenty on the table, and fled as fast as she could out the door. Not daring to look back to see if she was being followed but knowing in her gut she was she sprinted down the street.
Cursing her high heels she realized she could never outrun them and quickly changed directions and headed towards the nearest subway entrance about a block away. Crashing into people in her haste to get away she nearly fell but knowing if she did it would be all over managed to catch her balance. While she ran one thought penetrated her concentration what had her father done now?
Blonde hair flying behind her as the bun it had been in came undone but she was to busy to notice because she could see the subway entrance not more than ten yards away. With new determination she sprinted towards the entrance, gracefully jumping over the entry bar and ignoring the shout of the security guard, she pummeled down the steps nearly falling in the process but managing to catch herself she made it to the bottom out of breath but otherwise unharmed. Risking a quick glance at her assailants she saw the bar had not delayed them in the slightest and they were now fast approaching.
Making a quick choice she ducked into the nearest train hoping the men would lose her in the crowd but not pausing she kept moving towards the next car as inconspicuously as possible.
Just as she opened the door to the next car the two thugs entered the still open door into the station. Upon entering the next car it seemed obvious she couldn't outrun them on a train therefore deciding she had to out maneuver them instead. Disposing her black leather coat into an old ladies lap, the woman didn't glance up from her newspaper; she searched for the perfect man to complete her act.
Her eyes fell on a man calmly reading the newspaper like any other business man on the train but he was different. It might have been his peroxide hair that stood out in stark contrast to his black clothes or it could have been the leather duster that he wore but whatever it was left her with a sense he could handle anything.
Choice made she sauntered over to the man careful not to draw extra attention to herself and stopped in front of him. It was about a minute before he looked up but the instant his piercing blue eyes met her searching green ones she was kissing him. An intense nothing barred, passionate kiss. He was so shocked his body automatically responded before his brain even processed what was happening.
They continued to kiss as the door opened and the two thugs entered eyes searching for an alone, blonde woman, in a leather coat not glancing twice at the couple making out. Deciding she wasn't in this car they moved on. Even when Buffy heard the door open and close she continued to kiss this strange man. She tried to rationalize that she was doing it just to be safe; it wasn't like she was enjoying it.
The train came to a stop and she took a step back walked over to where she had left her coat on the reading woman's lap and exited the train. Leaving a stunned man leaning against a pole contemplating what could have been the best kiss he had ever experienced...
To Be Continued....
Please Review. This is my first fic I have submitted so any advice you might have would be greatly appreciated. Tell me if you hate, love it, don't care about it.
Thanks for reading and Reviewing
Buffy's Dad is the head of the mafia. Spike is the agent sent to investigate. They fall in love.... What happens read to find out. Sry I suck at summaries.
Prologue
"He's already 30 minutes late. I'll give him five more minutes, if he's not here by then I'm leaving and you can call me when you guys have your act together," said a blonde woman.
She waited with four members of a band that she was supposed to be promoting, they had just moved to New York from Britain, but the meeting could not begin because the leader of the band was missing in action.
"This is the second time he hasn't shown for a meeting. I am beginning to think this is all a joke to you, if it is I have much more important matters to attend to."
Just then the door chimed and all ten eyes shot towards the door only to be lowered disappointedly as two men in black trench coats walked in.
A brown haired man sitting at the finally realized if he didn't say anything chances were this woman would leave and their careers ruined "Look I'm sure he'll be here soon he is always timely for events that matter," noticing the glance the blonde woman threw his way added "and the band has always been his top priority. I promise he will be here," praying to any god that would listen that he wasn't lying.
When the room once again fell into heavy silence the blonde woman's hazel eyes began to examine the two men that had walked in and were now sitting at the bar however neither seemed to be drinking. She had thought it odd that the two men were wearing trench coats on a sweltering summer evening but then again it was New York.
As she looked them up and down she noticed that one mans coat was weighed down by something in his pocket an irrational fear welled up inside of her as instinct told her he carried a gun and if looks could kill then at that moment she would be dead.
Never one to doubt her instinct she moved to leave, grabbing her coat, dropping a twenty on the table, and fled as fast as she could out the door. Not daring to look back to see if she was being followed but knowing in her gut she was she sprinted down the street.
Cursing her high heels she realized she could never outrun them and quickly changed directions and headed towards the nearest subway entrance about a block away. Crashing into people in her haste to get away she nearly fell but knowing if she did it would be all over managed to catch her balance. While she ran one thought penetrated her concentration what had her father done now?
Blonde hair flying behind her as the bun it had been in came undone but she was to busy to notice because she could see the subway entrance not more than ten yards away. With new determination she sprinted towards the entrance, gracefully jumping over the entry bar and ignoring the shout of the security guard, she pummeled down the steps nearly falling in the process but managing to catch herself she made it to the bottom out of breath but otherwise unharmed. Risking a quick glance at her assailants she saw the bar had not delayed them in the slightest and they were now fast approaching.
Making a quick choice she ducked into the nearest train hoping the men would lose her in the crowd but not pausing she kept moving towards the next car as inconspicuously as possible.
Just as she opened the door to the next car the two thugs entered the still open door into the station. Upon entering the next car it seemed obvious she couldn't outrun them on a train therefore deciding she had to out maneuver them instead. Disposing her black leather coat into an old ladies lap, the woman didn't glance up from her newspaper; she searched for the perfect man to complete her act.
Her eyes fell on a man calmly reading the newspaper like any other business man on the train but he was different. It might have been his peroxide hair that stood out in stark contrast to his black clothes or it could have been the leather duster that he wore but whatever it was left her with a sense he could handle anything.
Choice made she sauntered over to the man careful not to draw extra attention to herself and stopped in front of him. It was about a minute before he looked up but the instant his piercing blue eyes met her searching green ones she was kissing him. An intense nothing barred, passionate kiss. He was so shocked his body automatically responded before his brain even processed what was happening.
They continued to kiss as the door opened and the two thugs entered eyes searching for an alone, blonde woman, in a leather coat not glancing twice at the couple making out. Deciding she wasn't in this car they moved on. Even when Buffy heard the door open and close she continued to kiss this strange man. She tried to rationalize that she was doing it just to be safe; it wasn't like she was enjoying it.
The train came to a stop and she took a step back walked over to where she had left her coat on the reading woman's lap and exited the train. Leaving a stunned man leaning against a pole contemplating what could have been the best kiss he had ever experienced...
To Be Continued....
Please Review. This is my first fic I have submitted so any advice you might have would be greatly appreciated. Tell me if you hate, love it, don't care about it.
Thanks for reading and Reviewing