MORTAL ALLIES SERIES
Episode 2: Spike's a Good Boi
By: Passion4Spike
Chapter 12: Starshine in Amber
Chapter Summary:
Dru is not a happy camper.
Buffy woke later with a jerk to the sound of something smashing against the wall of her room. She blinked, trying to clear the fog of sleep and remember where she was, looking in the direction of the sound. On the other bed, the dog had jumped up and was growling at the bare wall, his hackles raised all along his back. In the next moment, raised voices filtered through the thin walls.
"Bloody hell, Dru!"
"I shan't abide such treatment! My dark prince is ravaged by the sunshine! I won't 'ave it!"
"It's just fuckin' elk blood – there's nothing wrong with it!"
"There's no life – it's dead and foul, like beached whales and blank eyes."
"Drusilla," Spike growled. "It's just for another couple o' days!"
Another crash sounded against the wall. "OI! Stop that!"
"I'll not stand for it!"
"You bloody well will!"
Another crash, this time louder.
Buffy jumped up and was outside banging at Spike's door before she heard the next retort, the big dog growling and snarling at her side. "Spike! Are you alright? Let me in!"
She heard more sounds from inside, growls of anger and a howl of pain. "SPIKE!"
She had just drawn her bare foot back to kick the door down when it swung open. "WHAT!?" Spike demanded of her, his demon visage glaring at her through a sheet of blood.
"Spike? What the …? Are you alright? You're bleeding!"
Spike whirled away from Buffy, shooting out a warning finger toward Dru. "Don't you bloody dare!"
"I dare! The sunshine blazes, but the raven still dances in the dark!" Dru retorted, holding a lamp from the bedside table in her hand threateningly.
Spike pushed past Buffy into the approaching dusk, leaving a stain of blood in the shape of his hand on the shoulder of her Yummy Sushi pajamas. Just as he pulled the door closed something smashed against it, right where Spike's head had been a moment before. The lamp, Buffy presumed.
"What's going on?" Buffy asked, turning to look at the bloody vampire. "You're bleeding."
Spike rolled his eyes and wiped the blood off his face, his human features slipping back into place. "Not mine," he explained, licking it off his fingers. "Elk."
Buffy let out a relieved sigh even as her face screwed up in disgust watching him lick the sticky blood off his fingers.
"You were worried 'bout me?" he asked, his blue eyes wide, glittering with mischief, a slow grin spreading across his blood-stained lips.
"Don't be ridiculous," Buffy huffed. "I'm worried about all the damages that I'm gonna be paying for for the rest of my natural life and probably beyond! What the hell, Spike?"
Spike's grin didn't falter. "Admit it, you were worried about me."
"What the hell is going on?" she demanded as something else crashed against the door, making the dog spin back toward it and resume his growl.
Spike shrugged, wiping more blood off his face with his finger and sucking it into his mouth. "She's not fond 'o the diet."
"I thought you said you could control her," Buffy reminded him, flinching as something else inside the room shattered.
"Just a little tantrum. Nothing t' concern your pretty little head about," he placated. "Be settled down in a bit, she will."
"'In a bit'?" Buffy repeated incredulously. "How about I speed that up with a stake to the heart?" she threatened, reaching for her stake only to remember that she was in her PJs and didn't have it. It was tucked up in easy reach beneath her pillow.
Spike arched a brow at her. "Rule the first: never be without your weapon, Slayer. I always have mine," he reminded her, as his face morphed back into the demon, fangs extending and sapphire eyes shifting to gold.
"You wouldn't dare," she growled, her empty hands balling into fists as she took a step back from him.
"Wouldn't I?" he taunted, his fangs glinting in the street lights that had come on. He lunged for her, the deepest of his gashes protesting the sudden movement, but instead of attacking, he shoved her to the side just as Dru burst out of the door in a blind rage.
Spike-the-dog and Spike-the-vampire both went for the crazed vampiress, stopping her enflamed charge. They crashed together, all three tussling on the walkway and rolling into the parking lot. Growls and snarls and screeches came from the trio as Buffy regained her balance and spun around to see what was happening.
Everything began happening in rapid-fire instants with barely time to think or breathe between.
Dru raked her nails down her childe's face, making him curse and jerk back. The big dog surged in to fill the small opening that created, shoving the white rabbit away, onto his ass on the pavement. The Guardian of the Twilight clamped his jaws down over the bony rabbit's throat and began to shake. Crunchy rabbit.
Dru shrieked in fury and reached up to rip the dog's flanks open with her dangerous claws.
"OI, Cujo! Had a deal!" Spike snarled at the dog, trying to right himself, and come to his sire's aid. Instead, he ended up gasping and falling back down, clutching one of the deep wounds on his stomach that had torn open again.
The Guardian faltered, his growl softening, unsure what to do. Bony rabbit belongs to white rabbit?
When the dark vampiress' fingers sank into the thick, soft fur of the big dog, she suddenly stopped, as well. "My lit'le gypsy tart has come 'ome to mummy," Dru breathed, raking her fingers lovingly through Spike's thick fur. She began to hum gently as she ran her hands up and down his sides reverently.
As Dru began to stroke his sides and hum, the Guardian's eyes flashed silver-blue and a surge of power radiated from him, sweeping over Dru like a wave of electricity.
Dru giggled, squirming giddily, as if being tickled all over. Spike-the-dog began to growl again, his fangs clamping down, breaking the delicate skin of her neck. Bony rabbit belongs to stinky brown rabbit.
Dru barely seemed to notice as blood began to well around Spike's fangs, still giggling merrily and running her hands through his long hair.
"OI!" the white rabbit demanded again, pushing himself through the pain as the smell of his sire's blood hit him. "Let off!"
Buffy put an end to the turmoil, which had only lasted a handful of seconds. "Hold!" the Slayer commanded, coming up to where the big dog was standing over the downed vampire.
Spike was ready to throw himself at the big dog, to get him off his dark princess, when Buffy stepped in. He dropped down onto his ass on the pavement, one arm wrapped around his abdomen as he panted through the pain of the exertion. "Bloody hell, Dru. Ya dizzy bint! Gonna get the both of us dusted, you are!" he grumbled, his demon receding. "And you!" he glared at the dog. "Had a soddin' deal, didn't we!? Haven't laid a hand on your girl, have I?"
The dog's eyes shifted between the bony rabbit beneath him to the white rabbit beside him and back again, confused about why his rabbit fren was mad, all the while holding onto Dru's neck, as his hooman had said.
"My lit'le lamb is all grown up," Dru cooed, her demon fading. The dog still held her throat as she continued to run her hands up and down along his sides. "Shhhh," she soothed. "Mummy's here with raindrops and toadstools and pixies eating gooseberries in the hedgerow."
"Release," Buffy commanded the dog. Spike let go of Dru's throat and backed off, still confused and watching the bony rabbit warily. Buffy's hand closed around the vampiress' throat, replacing the dog's fangs, and lifted her up, slamming her back against the wall of the motel.
"MY. DOG," Buffy snarled at her, shaking the vampire in a good imitation of said dog. "Not yours. Mine. You need to get that through your crazy-ass skull right now or you'll be coming home in the ashtray!"
"Oi!" Spike objected again, finally pushing himself up to his feet, albeit gingerly. "Back off, Slayer."
"Spike! Hold!" she commanded, waving her free hand at Dru's childe. In the next moment the blond found himself flat on his face with the big dog standing over him, his teeth digging painfully into the back of the vampire's neck but not quite breaking the skin.
"Bloody hell! Thought we had a soddin' deal!" he complained again.
"Yeah, the deal is: Spike stays with me," Buffy retorted, still looking at Dru. "Got it?"
"The sunshine takes my deadly, darling boys, one by one, it does. Like a lit'le golden goblin plucking daisies from the storm … snip, snip, snip," Dru replied. "And all the king's horses, and all the king's men, can't bring them back to the raven again."
"A simple 'yes' is what I'm going for here," Buffy informed her, shaking the dark vampire again. "The dog is mine."
"You think you claim them, but they burn themselves to glimpse the light. Dragonflies to the flame, singeing their fairy wings as they flutter and whirl – captured like starshine in amber. All falling from cool darkness to embers and ash."
Buffy huffed out an impatient sigh. "I swear to God…" she began angrily.
"She gets it, Slayer!" Spike contended from the ground. "Cujo's yours. Let off!"
Buffy narrowed her eyes at the vampiress, who wasn't fighting her. Honestly, Dru seemed to be looking right through her, as if Buffy wasn't about to rip her head off her shoulders. "Don't think I won't dust you," Buffy warned.
Dru smiled at her then, her wide, blue eyes focusing on Buffy. "Light is drawn to the darkness, as the dark yearns for light. Remember who found our deadly boy, who brought him to your side. There will always be part of me with him."
"You might've stolen him, but Spike brought him to us, not you. And I got permission from Uriah to keep him with me. He's not yours – he's mine," Buffy contended, releasing her hold on Dru's throat with a final shove of the other woman against the wall.
Dru giggled, a lyrical sound, like a tinkling of bells. "You see the sun and never realize it is a star in the dark sky of other worlds."
Buffy rolled her eyes, turning away from the dark vampire. "Release," she commanded the dog, who immediately let go of the white rabbit.
"Bloody bitch," Spike grumbled as he pushed himself up to his feet with a gasp and wince of pain.
"Don't be a baby," Buffy sighed, even as she took one of his arms to help him up. "You really are bleeding now," she told him, wincing a bit at the deep cut running from the outside corner of his left eye down his cheek and ending at his chin.
"Ta ever so for keepin' Dru from attackin' me when my back was turned and I was unarmed," Spike mocked sarcastically, wiping his own blood off his face with his fingers and, as before, sucking it into his mouth.
"I shouldn't have to thank you for that. You promised you could control her," Buffy pointed out, wrinkling her nose up in disgust at him as he sucked the blood off his fingers.
"Yeah, well, a little appreciation now and again wouldn't go amiss," he contended, heading back toward Dru, who was still standing near the open door to their room, apparently conversing with the dog in low whispers.
"We still have the drive back to Sunnydale to live through, including one more day in a hotel," Buffy pointed out, heading to her own room. "If we all make it through that, then I'll consider it."
"Anyone ever tell you what an ungrateful bitch you are?" Spike wondered as he took Dru's arm and guided her gently back to the door of their room.
"Anyone ever tell you what a gigantic pain in the ass you are?" Buffy shot back, snapping her fingers to get the dog's attention as she got to her door.
They both stopped just before entering their respective rooms and turned to look at each other. Spike smirked, and Buffy rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
"Leave in twenty?" he asked conversationally.
"Twenty," she agreed just as casually before they both stepped inside their rooms with their roommates and closed the doors.
*END NOTES**
A gypsy tart is a type of tart made with evaporated milk, muscovado sugar (dark brown sugar), and pastry. It originates from the County of Kent in England, and most specifically East Kent. The tart is extremely sweet and is, for many people, associated with school dinners.
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