Chapter 10- Who the hell is that sleeping in my bed?!
It was early morning before Kayla and Spike came in from going to pub to pub, club to club. The sun was coming up so they had to hot foot it (hot everything else too with the sunshine) back to Buffy's with Kayla's coat over their heads, smoke pouring out from beneath.
They got in and Spike flung the coat on the floor and stomped on it until he was sure it wasn't alight.
"Well that was fun." Kayla said falling to the floor.
Spike sighed, lifting her up and carrying her into the basement, he stopped when he noticed that nearly all the potentials were there, lying on the floor in sleeping bags.
"What the hell?"
Some were awake, one girl got up and whispered, "Mr. Giles told us it would be better to sleep in here."
"Oh he did, did he?" Spike said darkly walking carefully over to the cots, to find that three potentials were sprawled over both cots. "Bloody hell." putting Kayla down in a small vacant space on the floor he headed upstairs to complain.
"Where've you been?" Buffy asked when he came upstairs, she poured a glass of orange juice (she was up early, she'd been getting up early for ages).
"What's with all the girls sleepin' in my bed?" he asked, "I mean any other time a lot of girls....well you know. But-"
"I told Giles no!" Buffy said angrily, "He is so taking liberties!"
"You didn't know?"
"Nope."
"Didn't you notice all the empty spaces on the floors, in the rooms?"
"Nope." she drank some of her o.j. "So. Where've you been all night 'til this time in the morning?"
"Oh usual." he said leaning against the counter, folding his (very lovely) arms. "Few drinks at The Bronze, a little talking."
"And Kayla?"
"She's drunk. Well she was.....I put her down in the basement."
They exchanged looks, "Oh." Buffy said, "We'd better get the potentials out of there." she looked at him slyly, "If you want to sleep that is."
Spike rolled his eyes, "Look. We were only-"
"No it's ok." Buffy said quickly, "I'm happy for you - getting a girlfriend, getting settled..."
"Settled? Wouldn't go that far, Luv." they began heading down into the basement.
"Are you OK with it?" he asked.
"Fine." she said quickly, "I mean, I've done it to you so many times." she shrugged.
"I'm not- it's not to get at you." he said.
"I know....it's like when you-" they both halted. Kayla was still sleeping, but roughly five girls were crowded around her.
"Is she safe?" one asked nervously.
"Is she dead?" another said in a high-pitched voice.
"Obviously." another said sarcastically, "She's a vampire."
Spike and Buffy looked at one another.
"There's no pulse." a blonde potential said, throwing Kayla's hand down like something dangerous.
"Do vampires have pulses?"
Kayla's eyes opened suddenly and she and all the girls surrounding her screamed, some other girls woke up startled.
"No." Spike said, "We don't." he picked Kayla up and went over to the now vacant bed.
Buffy awoke the remaining deep-sleepers and took them upstairs.