Going crazy
Buffy sat on the sofa glumly. The sun was down and the vamps where out but she couldn't bring herself to leave. She was weighing up a stake in her hand, and concentrating on nothing else. "You not going out?" Layla asked. Buffy looked up she hadn't even realized she was in the room. "How long have you been there?" She asked leaving her question unanswered. "Five minutes give or take" Layla said shrugging "what you thinking 'bout?" Buffy sighed "nothing….. Well at least I'm trying to. I don't want to kill him again, there's just no other way" Layla bit her lip "no there isn't…. I'll go out, instead of you, well um, see ya" and she quickly left the house. "What is with her" Buffy muttered "did Layla just go out?" Spike asked Buffy just nodded "I'm going to go… help" and he quickly followed her out.
Layla stood there twirling a stake. "Here vampy, vampy, vampys, and come out, come out wherever you are" She said looking around "do you think that's going to work" Spike said coming up behind her. "Oh geeze Spike don't sneak up on people. And yes I do because you do happen to be a vampire" Spike smirked "yeah well except for me" Layla sighed "what are you doing here" she asked "stopping you running to Angelus" he didn't even bother to lie. "I'm not working with Angelus" she said in an annoyed tone. "Ok then one quick question when is he planning on opening hell, and is he still living in that mansion place" Layla glared at him "that's two questions. And how would I know" They heard a voice behind them "uh next Tuesday…. And yes" Angelus said smirking. They both turned round. "Next Tuesday?" Layla asked frowning. "That's four days from now" Spike said. Angelus smirked "yeah I was originally going to do it in two weeks but then I thought, why wait." Layla let out a sigh of frustration "four days? You sure you gonna be ready" she said smirking. "Yeah pretty sure" he replied. "Why are you telling us" Spike asked frowning "do you want to be killed" Angelus smiled slightly "no I just want to watch the slayer get sucked into hell." And that made spike mad "you don't actually think you can beat her do you?" he asked. "Yes. You think she could kill me until the last minute?" he answered. Spike glared at him "still ends with you dead, plus I'm fine to kill you. In fact I'm kind of leaning towards doing it now" there was no way he was going to kill Buffy. "uh Spike, just saying if you two fight I'm probably going to have to join in and funnily enough I'm not in the mood to die" Layla said, Spike had kind of forgotten she was there. "I mean I know I'm kind of immortal, but I'm still technically human, no super strength, and still can die anyway a normal human can… well almost" Spike sighed. "You gonna go tell Buffy now, I would hate for her to miss the big day" and with that Angelus walked away.
Spike and Layla walked home quickly. Layla muttered to herself talking so fast all her words pretty much rolled into one, not that Spike had a clue what she meant anyway. "ok Tuesday, four days, not enough time, need time, no evidence, all based on theories, four days, no time, need time, more time, too late, too late, can't work it out, not enough time, need time, next Tuesday, why wouldn't he tell me it was next Tuesday" she let out a gasp as she suddenly span round to face Spike realizing he was there. "Why wouldn't he tell you?" he said raising his eyebrows "I knew it, you are, you are working with him" Layla closed her eyes and sighed. Once again she spoke so fast it was hard to understand her "of course I'm working with him, what else I could do, I can't be good, I can never be good, can't just suddenly be good, it's probably easy for you, just fall in love with the right girl, get a soul, can't do that, already got mine, it's just to messed up to be of any use, not my fault, part of its yours, can't just be good…." Spike put his hands on her shoulders and cut her off "Layla slow down" Layla pretty much collapsed on him "not enough time" She muttered "need to know, got to work it out…" she said into his chest. "Layla when was the last time you slept" She straightened up and looked at him. "What do you mean" she said pretending everything was all right "Layla I know you, you only get like this when you are insanely tired" Layla looked down at the floor "the day after I arrived here, it's only been a week or two" Spike stared at her "only a week or two" he said amazed "why, how" Layla just sighed "does it matter why or how, there's not enough time" Spike frowned "so you keep saying, not enough time for what" Layla shook her head and laughed "not gonna lie, not gonna say, can't say, won't say, can't work it out, no worked it out, all just theories, don't know for certain, won't be enough, will it be enough, could it, might be right, might be wrong…" that was enough "LAYLA STOP IT FOR FIVE SECONDS" Spike shouted. Layla snapped back to reality and stopped muttering to herself. "Ok, what are you talking about" Spike said making an effort to stay calm and not shout again. Layla shook her head "not gonna lie to you anymore, not gonna say anything, besides none of it matters, your just gonna go tell Buffy" Spike sighed "I'm not gonna tell Buffy… but I suggest you get the hell outta Sunnydale" Layla bit her lip "can't go , things to do, things to work out, wasting time, not enough time" Spike sighed in frustration "not this again, ok we need to get you home, you need to get some sleep" Layla shook her head "none of it matters" Spike grabbed her arm and started pulling her home "Layla you need to sleep, you sound like you're crazy" Layla smiled "Maybe I am"
When they arrived the house was silent. Layla immediately went into the living room and grabbed her notebook, which she had hidden under the sofa, and a pen. Spike looked down and saw there where already three pens out of ink, and four different notebooks piled up, most probably finished. She quickly opened the notebook "whoa no way Layla you're sleeping" Layla shook her head "not enough time, maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong, have to make sure" Spike walked over to her and snatched the notebook away, Layla immediately reacted by punching him in the face, something he wasn't expecting and made him drop the book. "Might be right, good if I'm right, what if I'm wrong, only end badly, 136 it could end badly if I'm wrong, 128 ways it could end well if I'm right, 35 ways it could end badly if I'm right too though, need to make sure I'm right, somehow, need time" Spike shook his head "need sleep" he was close to giving up on her now. "No need to find out if I'm right, do you have a phone?" Spike ignored her. "Go. To. Sleep. Now" Layla ran her hands through her hair. She felt her eyes slowly closing before snapping them open again "no need to find out if I'm right" but she knew she couldn't keep it up longer and two minutes later there was no wakening her up.
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I love writing Layla crazy…. Hmm wonder what she's finding out, of course I know I just haven't put it into words yet. Please review and I'll get the next one up as soon as I can.
