Brennan's Point of View........
After I sang, I could sense that Lorne might have seen what was inside me. I was hoping that he would tell me, but I guess he saw something else...
Oh, if the old me could listen to myself talking! I'm being irrational! How is this even happening?! It's not possible! Demons that could see your future when you sing. Vampires with souls. Vampire Slayers. Witches! What the hell is going on anyways?!
I went upstairs to my room to find all of my luggage placed on the bed. I didn't even get to see Booth one more time. After Lorne took him aside, he just...disappeared.
Then, the voice hit me again like a brick wall.
"Good. I didn't let that green fruit cake see my master plan...well, part of it anyways."
I winced. The voice was as horrifying as the last time I heard it.
"Who are you?" I asked. I looked around to see if it wasn't all just in my head.
"Pathetic human. Always in need of introductions. Very well. I am Telos. I am the End, my darling."
"What do you want from me?"
"I need a host that is close to the Champions, so that I can break them apart and I can end this world."
I had no words anymore. Little by little I could feel this presence overcome me...controlling me.
"You won't have to do anything because I will make sure of it."
I couldn't let it, but before I knew it, I was involuntarily walking towards my luggage.
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Spike's Point of View...............
Midnight and all the kiddies are asleep. I usually spend my free hours of the night outside, taking a puff out of my cigarette and just watch the moon. Not that there was much to do outside.
I took my last puff and went back inside. Quiet. Too bleeding quiet. I would give anything to rip the bloddy hell out of this place while listening to hardcore music screaming at the top of it's stereo speakers. This place was too quiet and too clean.
As a famous poet, I would've loved the peace and quiet. But I can't have none of it now. Nope. None. It just pains me to remember that I was human and I didn't do a sod, but write bloody poetry! I could've went and found Buffy. Possibly even marry her!
But no. I didn't have a bleeding idea what I was before being human. Bloody waste of time!
I walked into the basement, where they kept the cage and training equiptment. I thought about just hitting a few sacks and hitting the sack myself, but I wasn't alone in the room.
"What are you doing here, pet?" I asked, not bothering to turn around to see who it was.
"I...I can't sleep." I glanced at Brennan who was walking downstairs wearing a robe.
My eyes traveled to her legs, milky white and amazingly , hello, hello. No. I can't. Buffy. I love her. Plus, she's the vessel of the end of the world.
And not to mention Peaches. He'll just bitch and weep in a corner like he always does... But I never met him as a human, so there's a slight chance that he's manned up.
"Take a NyQuil." I joked, but she just kept on walking downstairs, almost slow motion on purpose. Her hair wasn't flat anymore. It was curled and messy in some kind of sexy way.
Does she always look like that when she goes to sleep?
"Ran out. I need another bottle of medicine." She finally came to the last step and leaned on the wall. "What are you doing down here?....All alone?"
I cocked my head to the side and chuckled, "Sorry, love, but my heart and soul is devoded to one..."
"Am I that obvious?" She said, not breaking from character of seduction. She slowly opened her robe from the top to show a lacey, black bra as she walked closer to me.
"Woah, woah, woah. Listen, Bird, I'm flattered really, but--" I tried to step back, but I fell into a chair.
"Oh please! Buffy's never going to pick you! You know just as much as I do that you don't have a chance against Angel." My eyes grew big as her hands ran across my chest.
"Hey! Now wait just a min--"
"She always runs to him! She only likes your sex, Spike. Face it. You are never going to find anyone special. You are always going to be a sex slave." Her voice became huskier.
"Who told you--"
"Everybody knows it, Spike. You don't have the best history on women. There was Cecily. She thought you were a disgrace to all men. Drusilla: She thought you were a disgrace of all vampires for making a deal with the Slayer. And now there's Buffy. She knows you're a disgrace. Period. All you're good at is the 'service of transportation'. And I want a 'ride'."
I couldn't believe what she was telling me. I know Buffy loves me. She told me so...but that was only once. And Dru didn't like the fact that I made a deal with her. And Cecily didn't like me at all!
Am I only a dog? Did I bleeding not work for what I have now?!
Brennan sat on my lap and played with my shirt. "I'm sorry, Spike. But it is true.... Ever since you showed me how Booth really is, I want to thank you. In fact, I think I might be falling for you. I want you and when I want something, I take it." She whispered in my ear before chewing on my earlobe.
I slightly pushed her off. "What are you doing? I thought you were into Captain Forehead!"
She shrugged. "I thought I did. But you showed me the way." I gave her an unsure look and and she rolled her eyes. "Think of this as a payback. Angel has always gotten the best of you--"
"No he hasn't! I'm way better than him! There was this one time I beat him to the cup that was going to make us human....but it turned out to be Mountain Dew..."
"See? He probably knew what it was and kept it for himself. Or he just knew. Point is, he got everything. Drusilla and Darla. The first taste of Buffy. Her trust. Her friends' respect....somewhat...A group of friends in LA. A job. Redemption. But it's never enough for him. He always finds a way to get his way with you. I mean, he got you to fight with him at the Battle of Wolfram and Hart..."
I never thought of that. He always seemed to get everything his way!
"And he still became the hero even as a human again." With those last words of hers, I growled. I suddenly wanted the payback. I wanted to hurt him like he always did to me. It's his fault why I became a murderous demon and lost some dignity!
"You want it?" She smiled down to me.
I felt my smirk break out on my face and I nodded. She leaned in and gave me a long, good, kiss.
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Booth's POV..............
Lorne left me alone to figure out what was going on. Bones on Spike. My Bones. Well, technically, she was never mine.
It was midnight and I heard some talking in the basement. I figured that it was Buffy, but I saw her walk downstairs from her room.
"Hey, Angel." She greeted. She smiled softly as the plain pajamas caught my eye.
"Buffy...Is everyone asleep?" I asked.
"Pretty much. Why aren't you getting some rest?" She asked.
I laughed, which caught her off guard. "Honestly, do you still think I brood?"
She chuckled, "Well, yeah. You gone out of brood fuel?"
"Apparently. But I think I'm getting used to this." I said looking around. "So, you ad Spike?"
Buffy looked at me with big eyes. "Geez, anyone stamped 'Random' on your forehead?"
I cocked an eyebrow.
She shrugged her shoulders in her same cute way. "Well...I don't know...It's just that....I haven't seen him for a long time...and..Maybe...Is it too weird for you?"
"Oh, believe me, it is. Buffy, never doubt that I loved you. I still do, but I guess not the same way as I used to..." I explained.
She put her hands up. "I know. Bones, right? Your new squeeze toy?"
"You've been talking to Spike for too long." I pointed at her. "And no...Not yet. Hopefully, if we ever get out of this mess..."
There was a brief silence between us, that's when we heard the talking grow a bit louder, but yet, we still didn't understand it.
"Who's down there?" Buffy asked me.
"I don't know. I was heading down there to check, but you caught me off guard..."
She walked in front of me, I followed, as usual. She always tok the first step.
We heard a woman speaking. I could've sworn that her voice was familiar, but it was different. And as we walked downstairs slowly, that's when I saw it:
Bones ontop of Spike, making-out like no tomorrow. She was sitting on his lap, and, oh, God, he was touching her! I clenched my teeth and tightened my fists in anger.
I could hear Buffy gasp slightly beside me and then feel her get angry.
"You son of a BITCH!" I didn't realize how angry I was that I launched at Spike, who got up as soon as he saw us. Bones ran upstairs through Buffy and I didn't get to see what happened after that.
All I remember was pounding on Spike. He finally got me good square on the jaw and stood opposite me staring at me with a bloody nose.
"You didn't seem this sod off when I was putting it to Buffy!" He chuckled.
"You lay a hand on her again--" I couldn't control myself anymore.
"You'll what? Angel, it's not like she didn't want it! If you were so busy going off on your own and ignoring her, she wouldn't have gone to me!" I may have gone insane, but his view did seem true. There I was again. Blaming myself.
"Spike, not only did you touch her, but you once again hurt Buffy! She was going on about how you two might become something and you went off and did something stupid--Again! You know, this is typical of you, William!" I growled as I walked upstairs.
I found Buffy and Bones go at it with eachother like a pack of wild dogs in the main center. I even saw some Potentials from upstairs watch Bones in her robe and Buffy in her pajamas.
Bones wasn't herself again. She was steaming and the room became hot like lava. Then her eyes turned dark and she was burning Buffy. But knowing Buffy, she was stubborn enough to keep fighting.
I heard Spike behind me say, "Bloody hell!"
I ran to Bones and tried to pry her off of Buffy and Spike did the same to Buffy. "A little help!" I yelled.
Xander came to Spike's side and Lorne came to mine. Hell, even some potentials came in. It took a dozen each to pry them off of eachother. I was beginning to feel the burn on my arms, so I led them all back to the basement to lock her up in her cage.
We tied her up before anything else happens and I watched her go crazy in it. Growling and snapping at everyone. Everyone made their way back upstairs and I stared at her and said, "I'm sorry, Bones."
After I left I saw Buffy being held back.
"Where is she?! Does she know how much I want to kill her! I'm the slayer! I actually have the licence to do it!"
"Buffy, calm down! She's chained up!" I heard Spike reassure her and then I saw her look deep into his eyes.
She calmed down and they let go of her. "No. Spike, never talk to me." He gave a cold stare and stormed off.
Once again, I watched my grandsire get heartbroken, but I didn't care. I went back to my room. I couldn't stand the sight of anyone at the moment.