|Post Modern | | | |CHAPTER FORETEEN | | | |Buffy ran all the way home, her heart pounding in her chest in | |time with the soles of her feet pounded the pavement. She had | |only one goal in mind asking Spike what they hell was going on. | | | |She knew by know that the vampire only kept things from her that | |she'd disapprove of, so this must be really bad. | | | |Reaching her home she burst through the back door slightly out of| |breath to see Spike sitting at the kitchen island drinking coffee| |with Dawn. It hit her then that Dawn must know about this, always| |partners in crime. | | | |"I think you've got some explaining to do." she spat as she | |slammed the opened letter down on the work top. Spike eyed the | |letter and started to look flustered. | | | |"I see that your trust for me has developed so far that you've | |taken to reading my mail pet." He was angry now and Dawn could | |see it. She'd been on the wrong end of his anger before when she | |was a kid, now was the time to leave. | | | |"Hey guys I'm gonna take off, bye." Dawn said reaching for her | |bag. | | | |Buffy's eyes glared at her, "No I don't think so, you wait in the| |lounge." Dawn did as she was asked. | | | |Turning back to Spike Buffy asked, "So you wanna tell me what's | |going on or am I going to beat it out of you." | | | |She knew this probably wasn't the best approach but she was | |angry, desperate to know what scam he'd pulled this time. Spike | |just shook his head and turned away from her. | | | |"Ok I'll make it easier for you, why do you have $300000 in your | |bank account?" She asked holding up the statement as proof. | | | |"God your a noisey little bint." | | | |"Don't give me that Spike. I want to know or you can leave." | | | |With that Spike grabbed his blanket and headed out of the door, | |there was no way he was telling her. Plus she was the one in the | |wrong, opening his mail. So he left. | | | |~~~~~~~~~~ | | | |Dawn heard every word, she knew what it was about but she also | |knew why Spike wouldn't just answer Buffy. Stupid male ego trip. | | | | | |She had managed to get it out of Spike, but it had nearly killed | |him telling her never mind Buffy. And the thought of Xander | |finding out well that had really done it. | | | |Dawn walked into the kitchen, there she found her sister crying. | |It was wonderful how happy they made each other but when things | |were bad they were really bad. She had to explain to Buffy, | |otherwise they would both be too stubborn to sort it out. From | |her bag she pulled out a hard back book and layed it infront of | |Buffy. | | | |Buffy glanced down at the book, poetry, just what she needed now,| |"Dawn what the hell?" | | | |Dawn had half expected the penny to drop striaght away but by the| |look on Buffy's face she knew it hadn't. | | | |"A friend wrote this. There's a deadication and everything." Dawn| |supplied. | | | |Buffy flipped the book open looking for the deadication that for | |some reason Dawn thought would make everything ok, she found it. | | | | | |Her eyes widened as she read it a loud. | | | |"For my Buffy who I hope with never read this. | |I was a bad man before I met you and a bad poet | |to boot. But I love you." | | | |Dawn smiled, "That was his first book I think he said it was | |published four years ago, he has more out now." | | | |Buffy just stared at the book, this was some sort of trick. Spike| |had told her himself that his poetry was awful so why would he | |have a book. | | | |As if reading her thoughts Dawn added, "Seems back in the day his| |poems were bad, but now people think they're post modern. He's | |totally famous." | | | |"Still doesn't explain this though Dawnie." She slammed the bank | |statement into her sisters hands. Dawn just laughed at her. | | | |"Well duh, he's totally famous and that made him totally rich. | |Has been for a while but didn't know what to do with it." | | | |Buffy smiled, this was way out there. Some how though she knew it| |was true, Spike was wierd this was so him when she thought about.| |She decided best not to go after him right away, best to let him | |cool down first. | | | |~~~~~~~~~~ | | | |Spike was mad, but he was more mad at himself than anything. | |After spending the afternoon in his crypt he had decided to go | |back and tell Buffy he'd won the lottery, she wouldn't buy it but| |it was better than the truth. | | | |As soon as the sun had set he made his way back to Buffy's. When | |he got there he found her sat on the back porch reading out load.| |He listened to the words and soon realized he recognized them. | |The anger built up inside him again, the demon wanting to push | |it's self out. | | | |"Oh. Bloody. Hell. Dawn." | | | |TBC......... |