Reconciliation - Part 2
Disclaimer: See Reconciliation - Part One
*****
Buffy walked alone in the cemetery, as usual, late at night, as usual. She couldn't help but think what would have happened if that had been Spike back at the Bronze. There were so many things that needed to be said, but so many things that couldn't be said. Not because they were wrong, or harsh, but because she couldn't bring herself to say them. She didn't want to give in. This wall that she had between her and Spike, it made her feel secure. So many things had changed over the years. With Dawn coming, her mother dying, Giles leaving, Xander being engaged. Willow falling in love, becoming addicted to black magic and most of all losing someone she loved, or thought she loved. The wall between her and Spike was the only thing that remained the same, if she let that wall down completely, it could bring all sorts of new things. Things she wasn't ready for, things she couldn't-
Her thoughts were disrupted by a large group of vampires creeping out of the bushes. Five, maybe six surrounding her.
"What is this like, a party? My invitation must have gotten lost in the mail, I'm sure."
Buffy charged at one of the vampires, punching him so hard he flew into a nearby tombstone. Another vampire kicked her in the back, she turned sharply. She blocked a punch and threw one of her own, knocking the vamp to the ground. She pulled her stake out of her jacket and dusted the vampire quick. She stood up and her eyes grew wide. Five vamps grew nearer. Two of them jumped and grabbed her. She kicked one-nothing.
"Oh, no. Not good." Buffy struggled to get free, but the vamps were too strong. They began to drag her to a nearby crypt.
***** Spike walked slowly in the cemetery, thinking about what Tara had said. He needed to make things right. Not just with Buffy, but with Dawn and Xander, as hard as that was going to be. He needed to make it all right, to everyone.
He continued walking, not sure where he was going. His crypt seemed to be the best place to go at the time. He stopped walking when he heard a familiar noise. He couldn't hear who or what it was, or what it was saying, but the voice and the tone.
"Buffy?" he said softly to himself. He smiled. He hadn't heard her or seen her in so long. His hearted raced and his palms began to sweat. He heard her again, she sounded closer. His heart ached now, he needed to see her. She is patrolling though, he didn't want to bother. He crept behind a few bushes to wait for her to finish. An object soon flew about his head and landed behind him.
"A stake? What the bloody h- Buffy!?" He looked through the bushes to see Buffy struggling. One, two, five vamps! He didn't want her to see him but he needed to do something. He picked up the stake. For some reason he knew where they were taking her. He ran.
*****
Buffy stopped struggling. She just rolled her eyes as they dragged her passed tombstone after tombstone.
"You know, as comfortable and sweet as this is, I can walk on my own."
"We don't have time for your jokes, Slayer." Remarked on of the vamps.
"Ah, somebody didn't get their beauty rest." She teased the vamp.
"Shutup, Slayer." Snapped the same vamp.
"Hey, since we are such good friends now, you can call me Buffy. I actually kind of prefer it. Slayer sounds so.. Prophecy like. Names are good. So what do I call you? Ya know, since we're gonna be spending so much time together."
For some reason, Buffy wasn't scared. She had a weird feeling she would be fine. She wasn't even thinking of how to get out the this situation, she didn't seem to care.
"Ow!" Buffy was slammed against an old rotten table. She knew where she was. She knew exactly. She was in Spike's crypt. Or his old crypt. She didn't know how, but when she looked down she saw that her feet and hands were tied together.
"Ok Slayer, we can do this the hard way, or the fun way." Said a very large vampire who appeared from nowhere. Now, she was scared. Her arms and legs felt weak, She had never felt this way before. She just closed her eyes and bit her lip. Suddenly the big vampire was throw across the room and dusted within a second. The other four vamps ran away in no time. She couldn't see who was there, as her vision had oddly become blurry. But when he, or she, or whatever it was turned to walk away, she smelt the smell of leather as a cold flap of a jacket brushed up against her cheek.
"Wh- wh, no." Buffy passed out in a matter of seconds.
*****
Disclaimer: See Reconciliation - Part One
*****
Buffy walked alone in the cemetery, as usual, late at night, as usual. She couldn't help but think what would have happened if that had been Spike back at the Bronze. There were so many things that needed to be said, but so many things that couldn't be said. Not because they were wrong, or harsh, but because she couldn't bring herself to say them. She didn't want to give in. This wall that she had between her and Spike, it made her feel secure. So many things had changed over the years. With Dawn coming, her mother dying, Giles leaving, Xander being engaged. Willow falling in love, becoming addicted to black magic and most of all losing someone she loved, or thought she loved. The wall between her and Spike was the only thing that remained the same, if she let that wall down completely, it could bring all sorts of new things. Things she wasn't ready for, things she couldn't-
Her thoughts were disrupted by a large group of vampires creeping out of the bushes. Five, maybe six surrounding her.
"What is this like, a party? My invitation must have gotten lost in the mail, I'm sure."
Buffy charged at one of the vampires, punching him so hard he flew into a nearby tombstone. Another vampire kicked her in the back, she turned sharply. She blocked a punch and threw one of her own, knocking the vamp to the ground. She pulled her stake out of her jacket and dusted the vampire quick. She stood up and her eyes grew wide. Five vamps grew nearer. Two of them jumped and grabbed her. She kicked one-nothing.
"Oh, no. Not good." Buffy struggled to get free, but the vamps were too strong. They began to drag her to a nearby crypt.
***** Spike walked slowly in the cemetery, thinking about what Tara had said. He needed to make things right. Not just with Buffy, but with Dawn and Xander, as hard as that was going to be. He needed to make it all right, to everyone.
He continued walking, not sure where he was going. His crypt seemed to be the best place to go at the time. He stopped walking when he heard a familiar noise. He couldn't hear who or what it was, or what it was saying, but the voice and the tone.
"Buffy?" he said softly to himself. He smiled. He hadn't heard her or seen her in so long. His hearted raced and his palms began to sweat. He heard her again, she sounded closer. His heart ached now, he needed to see her. She is patrolling though, he didn't want to bother. He crept behind a few bushes to wait for her to finish. An object soon flew about his head and landed behind him.
"A stake? What the bloody h- Buffy!?" He looked through the bushes to see Buffy struggling. One, two, five vamps! He didn't want her to see him but he needed to do something. He picked up the stake. For some reason he knew where they were taking her. He ran.
*****
Buffy stopped struggling. She just rolled her eyes as they dragged her passed tombstone after tombstone.
"You know, as comfortable and sweet as this is, I can walk on my own."
"We don't have time for your jokes, Slayer." Remarked on of the vamps.
"Ah, somebody didn't get their beauty rest." She teased the vamp.
"Shutup, Slayer." Snapped the same vamp.
"Hey, since we are such good friends now, you can call me Buffy. I actually kind of prefer it. Slayer sounds so.. Prophecy like. Names are good. So what do I call you? Ya know, since we're gonna be spending so much time together."
For some reason, Buffy wasn't scared. She had a weird feeling she would be fine. She wasn't even thinking of how to get out the this situation, she didn't seem to care.
"Ow!" Buffy was slammed against an old rotten table. She knew where she was. She knew exactly. She was in Spike's crypt. Or his old crypt. She didn't know how, but when she looked down she saw that her feet and hands were tied together.
"Ok Slayer, we can do this the hard way, or the fun way." Said a very large vampire who appeared from nowhere. Now, she was scared. Her arms and legs felt weak, She had never felt this way before. She just closed her eyes and bit her lip. Suddenly the big vampire was throw across the room and dusted within a second. The other four vamps ran away in no time. She couldn't see who was there, as her vision had oddly become blurry. But when he, or she, or whatever it was turned to walk away, she smelt the smell of leather as a cold flap of a jacket brushed up against her cheek.
"Wh- wh, no." Buffy passed out in a matter of seconds.
*****