A/N: Ah yes, this story! I came across some of my original plot lines for it in the vacation and realized I've missed writing this story! Though I never did get my 53 reviews I will still give you the next chapter, as a really late holiday present, and I hope I haven't lost everyone's interest….
Well here's the next chapter:
Chapter Twelve: Christmas Secrets Revealed Part 2
The music droned loudly and pounded in Buffy's ears as she finally reached her room and crossed the floor littered with sleeping bags, magazines informing her about the latest trends and fashions – not that there was a major apocalypse looming over everyone's heads that could end the world or anything like that – and cosmetics. She pushed the many items of belonging aside, opened her closet, and pulled out her weapons trunk that had long been abandoned in the back since Xander carved her the other one, but she still kept personal belongings in the old trunk. With a loud click the lock opened and revealed a carefully wrapped present labeled 'Spike'. She glanced at it then tore it open. A leather-bound journal lay inside the wreckage of what was once wrapping paper. Buffy got up and reached for a pen on her desk and began to write furiously. When she was finished she snapped it shut and re-packaged it in a not so festive cardboard brown box, taping it shut.
Downstairs, only the bright green, red and white flashing lights of the Christmas tree illuminated the many bodies throwing themselves around, dancing lively to the disco music in the rather small living room. Everyone seemed to be having themselves a ball, heck even Andrew seemed to be enjoying himself, and was dancing in such a manner that suggested it was the first time he had ever even tried to dance. Well almost everyone, except the two lumps that were moping on either end of the lumpy couch. Buffy sat herself between Xander and Anya, frowning herself. She had thrown a brief glace at the dance floor and saw Spike dancing with Dawn. A pang of jealousy had swept over her, hence the commiserating party on the couch. She knew it was nothing, but it still bugged her. A few tendrils of golden hair fell in her face when she saw an offering hand in front of her. She looked up and gazed into pools of blue. He tilted his head and she knew what he was insinuating.
"Fancy a dance, luv?"
She nodded and firmly took his hand. Spike led her to the dance floor and gently supported her back with a cold hand that sent shivers up her back. Not once had the slayer broken the gaze of her vampire boyfriend. Soft music played as they gently swayed between a few of the other couples.
What ravages of spirit
Conjured this temptuous rage
Created you a monster
Broken by the rules of love
Content and at peace, Buffy slowly moved closer towards Spike, sliding one hand to his chest and the other behind his shoulder, pulling him closer so she could snuggle her head in the crook of his shoulder. She deeply inhaled the scent that she had tried to overlook the previous year. Now she found it addictive. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol that lingered on Spikes dark midnight shirt was uniquely his for it had a slight twinge of something she just couldn't put her finger on. Spike played with the long curly hair, wrapping it around his finger and letting unravel again. Occasionally he stroked her head tenderly and caringly, just happy to be this near to her, happy that she didn't seem to care that there were fifteen or so people around her that may have judged her.
And fate has lead you through it
You do what you have to do
And fate has led you through it
You do what you have to do.
And I have the sense to recognize that
I don't know how to let you go
"This is nice," she whispered into his ear with a sigh, "Can we stay like this forever?"
"Wouldn't be complaining, luv."
"Then why can't we?"
"There's the Biggest and Baddest coming and we have to go be heroes. That's why," he told her gently. She pulled away ever so slightly to look at him in the eyes. She saw the love and the passion behind those cerulean eyes, she saw the spark in him that was his soul, she saw William. She broke away with a jerking movement, shivering, a tear in the corner of her eye, threatening to fall. It was the first time she saw the depths in his eyes and she was scared. Oh God, she was so scared. Scared of what might happen if she fell fully in love with him, if she already hadn't. She was scared that she would lose him to her cursed love.
Every moment marked
With apparitions of your soul
I'm ever swiftly moving
Trying to escape this desire
The yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
The yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
He gave her a benevolent smile as he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Her shaking ceased as he sweetly encouraged her, "Luv, I know there's a lot we still have to suss out, hell I'm just as terrified as you-" he was cut off by the smashing glass and the terror filled screams of partying teenagers. One large and particularly violent demon stood in the middle of a small mob of Bringers. The Demon stood easily six feet tall, almost having to slouch to fit in the house, and had six large horns protecting it's back. It snarled threateningly, "Slayer!" bearing its large and sharp teeth to the scared witless victims.
"Boy do you guys ever know how to crash party or what?" she exclaimed, pushing her previous fears back. Demons, not the personal type the real ones, she could handle. She poised for action as Spike stood behind her to watch her back. The Bringers took not a second to attack and ran towards the nearest body, while the demon charged towards the much shorter slayer.
"Girls, remember your training!" she reminded the girls. "Xander, get the weapons chest!"
The fight had commenced. The Slayer threw a roundabout kick straight into the demons stomach. He stammered backwards and tripped over the windowsill and onto the already semi-destroyed patio.
"Little clumsy, aren't we Big Guy!" she joked, walking towards the monster with proud struts before pulling back for a strong right hook in it's face. It continued to stumble until it finally regained its balance. Then it laughed.
"You don't know who you're dealing with Slayer!" The horned demon began to rapidly move, twitching back and forth ever faster, until a second identical demon stood tall next to it's identical self. Now the two moved faster then before both aiming strong punches and kicks her way. She blocked every single attack except a strong jab straight to the temple. She felt her skull emit a small crack, blood trickling down her face and as she fell into unconsciousness, everything seemed to slow down ten fold. She heard girls screaming, pleading for their lives and the music was still ever so faintly playing in the background. "Deep within I'm shaken by the violence," she heard the radio sing right before a potential got slammed into it, destroying the shelf along with the electronic. She saw the blood of innocent girls run and carnage lay everywhere in sight, until her vision faded to black…
TBC…
A/n: A little angsty I know, but I felt it nesseccary so there! Piffle on you if you feel otherwise. But know worries there is more fluff to come on Christmas Day a Casa Summers!
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-Kali-
