Haunted Mansion: Chater 10: I Own her already
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the people from Buffy The Vampire Slayer... Oh, but I wish I did!
Willow was almost to the mansion when she was suddenly tackled.
"You've been a pain in my ass." The blonde said as she raised a stake above her head.
"Wait!" Willow shouted, the blonde stopped and looked at her curiously. "I'm not one of them, I'm not a vampire." She told her. The blonde just grunted and pulled a bottle of holy water out of her jacket pocket.
"Yeah right." She said then poured some of the water onto Willows chest. When nothing happened the blonde grunted. "Huh, I guess you are still human. Has he claimed you yet?"
"Has he what?" Willow asked as she felt a cramp moving up her back.
"Claimed you?" The blonde said again but Willow still looked confused. "Has he bitten you anywhere?" She finally asked.
"No, why is that a claim?" She asked the blonde. She nodded and stood holding out her hand to Willow.
"I'm Buffy. I'm the slayer. I kill vampires." Willow stayed on the ground not taking the offered hand. "Well, you just going to lie there all night?"
"If a vampire claims you is that the same as changing you? Like killing you and bringing you back?" Willow asked curious about being claimed.
"No, usually if a vamp likes a human they will bite them, not drink from them. So if other vamps are around that person they know not to touch them." Buffy explained her hand still outstretched for the girl. "Come on, I'll take you home."
Spike stood near a tree watching the slayer talk to his red head. 'Your red head?' His mind asked. 'You haven't even claimed her and you're calling her your red head.' He pushed it a side then heard the blonde tell Willow that she was taking her home. "I believe that I will do that." Spike said as he stood just a few feet away. He saw Willow look at him with a glad look and the slayer looked like she was going to… well slay.
"Get away Spike." Buffy growled.
"See now I just can't do that, you see that little chit right there. She may not be claimed yet, but she is mine." He said as he lit a cigarette that he'd pulled out.
"I'm taking her home."
"She is home. See you already brought her home. Come on luv." Spike said as he held out his hand to Willow. She stood, walked over to him and took his hand.
"Willow," Buffy started.
"I'm home Buffy, thank you for bringing me home, but I must go inside and get some rest. It was nice talking to you. Are you coming?" She asked turning to Spike.
"I'll be in, in a moment pet." He told her. She leaned in, gave him a small peck on the lips and walked toward the mansion. Soon three fledglings were walking behind her.
"Going to make her your queen, slave or your pet Spike?" Buffy asked.
"Maybe I'll make her my queen. She's already my slave and pet. You should come see the show slayer; we play all the time together. She's got fire in her. I know Angelus wanted a taste." He told her then dodged the stake that had been hurled at him.