A/N: Angel is Spike's sire. I don't care what Joss thinks.
So yeah, another chapter, mostly dialogue this time, and I'm not really a fan of dialogue heavy chapters, especially not this one. So, don't be put off the story by this chapter, I'll get back to writing normally next chapter, but I wanted to explain what Spike was going on about in the previous chapter and this seemed like the best way to do it at the time.
As always, reviewers are loved.
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"What?"
"Well, baisically, me and Angel had a little chat about a week ago and he had to persuade me to come along and spend an entire week of my life with you."
"And he said you could... Go to bed with me? Just like that?"
"Well, it wasn't quite that simple, he started off by hitting me and shoving me into a wall."
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"Ow. That hurt."
"Good, it was meant to."
"Not really supposed to be hurting me if you want me to go along with your little 'lets save the world' plan." Spike smirked, it was so much fun annoying Angel, the older vampire got stressed so easily.
"Spike, I haven't got time for your games. You're going to go along with this whether you like it or not."
"What do I get out of it?"
Angel let go of the younger vampire and stormed off to the other side of the room, it was his fault for thinking Spike would make this easy on him. Spike was still souless and although the bond of a sire was strong, Spike had a lot of practice in ignoring whatever he was told to do, most of the time choosing to do the exact opposite, just to get a reaction.
"You get to have a bond with the Slayer's best friend, she'll need you, she'll crave you. That should work well with you, you like being the centre of attention."
"Yeah, that's all very well but the bond will have to take place, I want a bonus, surely you can be more persuasive than this Peaches"
"What were you thinking of?"Angel sighed, knowing he was going to regret asking.
"Permission from my dear old Sire to do whatever I like with the girl and not have to face the music about it from you or the bloody Slayer when I get back."
"You can't kill her, you wouldn't be able to get back. And even if you did, you'd be meeting the sunlight as soon as you returned without her."
"Wasn't thinking of killing the little witch, I can think of far more entertaining things to do with our time together, however short and sweet it may be."
"Spike, she's a 19 year old girl." Angel knew he was fighting a losing battle, if Spike didn't agree they'd be stuck and the world could go to hell and he knew it. Besides, with the joining spell in place Willow would probably be in more pain if he didn't go near her. Though she wouldn't get too bad in the week the pair would be away, the spell was more damaging if the human was split from the vampire for longer periods of time, several weeks, or a month in the case of some stronger humans. Even though it was only a week Willow would still feel the pull of the bond and in some small ways be craving Spike's attention and any orders he gave her.
"And? Look, if you don't agree then fine, go find some other nasty creature of the night to do your dirty work, but don't expect them to be as nice as I am." He knew Angel would never risk sending another demon, Spike had the control that came with a Master Vampire and he wouldn't risk his own life by killing Willow, whereas other demons may not think that bit through before they sank their teeth into her.
"If there is any permanent damage to her, mentally or physically, you'll be dusted before you can even atempt to make a pathetic excuse."
"So that's express permission from you, that I can do whatever I like to the girl as long as she returns in one piece and relativley sane?"
"Yes." Angel gritted his teeth as he replied, they didn't have a choice, in the end whatever Spike did to Willow, it was still just one sacrafice to save the world, however much he hated to think of Willow as a sacrifice, it was for the greater good.
"Say it." Spike was smiling smugly at his Sire, knowing he'd won and Angel didn't like it in the slightest. Not that he'd ever really considered the witch before, he'd much have preferred to have the Slayer, but he wasn't complaining.
"I give you permission to do what you like to Willow as long as you don't harm her permanently."
"And that's very generous of you too."
Spike turned around and walked out the door without another word to his Sire, grinning as he heard a sound that sounded rather like a fist going through the nearest wall. He'd managed to piss off his slayer and get express permission to screw the Slayer's best friend in the space of half an hour. That definitely called for a celebration down at the local pub.
