By: BuffySummers168
E-mail: BuffySummers168@aol.com
Part:2
Disclaimer:I don't own Buffy, Spike, or any of the other characters of BTVS. They are owned
by Joss Whedon.
Rating: NC-17 in upcoming parts
[The next day - Library - a little after sundown]
"...so thats all I know." Spike finish. He had just told the entire group of Scoobies, plus Giles, everything that Dru and Whistler had told him.
"Well...I suggest that we get straight to researching anything that we can find about vampires rising from Hell. Also, we shall have to check any and all prophesies about items being able to pull the world into Hell." Giles said, with a diplomatic tone of voice.
*goody goody...just the way I wanted to spend my Friday night* Buffy thought to herself.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Spike getting up to leave.
"Where do you think you're going buster! You brought us this lovely news, so you can help us research a way to stop it!"
Spike glared at her, and then sat down with one of the many books Giles had pilled on the table, and began to read.
"Argh...my head! I can't do it any more Giles! We've been at it for hours, and there's nothing about vampires rising, and nothing other than Athaca that has been said to be able to pull the world into hell!" Buffy cried out in exasperation to her Watcher.
"Alright, I think we've done quite enough work tonight then. We'll get right back to it tomorrow at sundown." Giles said wearily.
[Two days later - - Library]
"I think I've found something!!" Willow cried excitedly. "Listen to this: There is said to have been a jewel that, when properly invoked by it's wearer, could open the gates between Heaven, Hell, and Earth freely. When the more powerful sorcerers of the time found out the complete powers of this jewel, they split it into two pieces, and inserted them into necklaces. They are supposed to fit back together into the whole jewel, kinda like those little 'best friend' necklaces that you can buy. You know, with the two halves that you put together? Anyways, they also put an invocation on it, so that the gems could only be activated by two people who are in love, or had been in love with each other at one point in time." She silently skimmed the rest of the page looking from something of interest, while the others patiently waited. "There doesn't seem to be any real explanation as to why this certain invocation was put on the jewel. It does have the spell needed to make them work though, but it's in Greek. Definately not my forte. We'll have to see if we can translate it. Oh...get this. The place where this jewel is supposedly to have originated from...The lost city of Atlantis"
Willow looked to Giles to see what he had to say about it.
"Well.." He began. "Atlantis is supposed to be a mythical city, but...I guess when it comes to this town, nothing surprises me anymore. Hmm...that invocation puzzles me though. I suppose that explains why Whistler felt it necessary to have Spike warn Buffy. Angelus could come back, and pretend to be Angel, and some how trick Buffy into invoking the jewel with him. Assuming he managed to come across these jewels some how. What I don't understand, is how Spike fits into all of this."
Spike had an idea of how he fit into it...but he wasn't about to tell any of them that.
He looked at Spike expectantly
"How the hell should I know!" Spike exclaimed. "I'm just doing what that wanker Whistler told me to do. I came, I told, and now I'll stick around and see if I'm gonna have to save the world again with you little do-gooders."
"Do you have a safe place to stay?" Buffy asked, her voice having more concern in it than she would have like to show. " I mean, if you're somehow needed, we can't have Angelus tracking you down and killing you now can we?" She said, trying to cover up for how she had sounded earlier.
"Nope, just gonna stay in my crypt like any other day." He said
"No you're not," she said "You're going to come home and stay with me. Mom likes you anyways, and would understand that you're going to help us. We already did the un-invite spell so that Angelus couldn't come in, so we'd be perfectly safe at night."
Spike, trying to keep his cool over the slayer's unexpected invitation, and trying to hide how it made him feel, said "Oh bloody hell....fine. But remember pet, this is only until AFTER we get Angelus back to where he belongs." with a tone that, he hoped, sounded like it was the worst thing he had ever had to do.
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Don't flatter yourself Spike. This is most definately a temporary situation." She hoped her attitude hid how the billions of butterflies were flying all around in her stomach with the thought of Spike sleeping in the same house as her.
"Fine, its decided then"
"Mom?" Buffy called out into the house. "Are you home?"
"Upstairs honey! I'll be down in a minute." Joyce replied
"Now Spike...be nice to my mom. For some strange demented reason that is way beyond me, she likes you. So I want you to be on your best behavior, ok?"
"Geez Slayer, what do you take me for? I'm not gonna try snacking on your mum or anything like that. I like her...she treats me like a real person, instead of shying away from me because of what I am."
"Good" she said, with a nod of her head. Just then, Joyce came downstairs.
"Spike! I didn't expect to see you here. How have you been?"
"Very good Joyce. And yourself?"
"Oh fine fine...busy with the gallery and all....."
Buffy saw this as her time to leave, as Joyce and Spike talked about the gallery, and her latest acquisitions.
[later that night]
Spike went upstairs, to the hall closet where Joyce had told him that he could find the roll-out bed that she was pretty sure was there. As he approached the closet, he could hear singing coming from the bathroom, which was right across the hall from it.
"I am the city, I am the park, I am the ground and the mother-fucking dog. I am shocked and
deceived. I don't want to believe no more. No more. No more," Buffy sang. "Golgotha tenement,
city of souls. Give me your down and your wicked and your dollar whores. Turn on your brother,
the children are sold. The people wait for streets of gold, streets of gold. No more. I am the
chosen one. I am the chosen one."
Spike chuckled at the absurdity of her singing a song about being "The Chosen One". He heard the water turn off, and the slayer doing something in the bathroom. He opened the closet, and found the roll-out bed. He wheeled it into the slayer's room. Just as he was about to go back downstairs, Buffy bumped into him as he was leaving her room.
"Spike!" She exclaimed, trying to hold on to the towel that she had wrapped around herself. "What are you doing in here?"
"I talked to your mum, and told her the whole story, and she told me to get the roll-out bed from the closet, and to set up camp in your room." He explained. "By the way, nice choice in shower songs pet." He said with a grin on his face.
Buffy blushed about ten shades of red.
With that, Spike went to go downstairs. Buffy couldn't help but to stare at his retreating behind. *Why does he have to be so damn sexy* she thought to herself.
[The next day - - cemetary]
Buffy was patrolling alone tonight. At least that's what she thought. What she didn't know, was that Spike was following her, so that he could keep an eye on her.
"I've become a bloody lap dog, I swear. I'm more and more like Peaches every waking second I'm around that damn Slayer."
When he looked at her though, his anger melted away so fast its as if it wasn't even there. He wasn't quite sure when he had crossed that fine line between love and hate towards the slayer, but it didn't matter. Just looking at her took his breath away. It had taken all of his self control last night not to take her right there. All of the sudden, he heard her sharp intake of breath, and he hide in a shadow to see what was happening.
"Hello Lover," drawled a voice Buffy was all too intimate with. "Miss me my dear?"
"Angelus" Buffy spat out at him. "Come back for some more?"
"Oh no dear. I haven't come to hurt you....yet. I need your help for a little *project* I've been trying to work on. What do you say we call a little halt-fire in our endless fight, and let me explain what I need you for."
"Yeah...right. Let me think about that one Angelus. Umm...NO!" Buffy said sarcastically.
"Fine you little Bitch!" He spat out. "I'll just take you by force."
With that, the fight had begun. They circled each other for a moment, trying to weigh their opponents weaknesses. Then, Buffy attacked. She hit him in the face with a roundhouse kick, followed by a quick punch into his stomach. He doubled over, pretending to be hurt, but then swiftly kicked her legs out from under her. While she was down, he tried to kick her in the face, but she rolled to her side and jumped back up.
"Is that all you've got? I think Spike had more fight in him when he was in his wheelchair!"
Spike grinned to himself. *That a girl...get 'em where it counts*
With her remark, the grin left Angelus' face, and he shot forward with a growl and tackled her to the ground. Buffy tried to kick and punch, but he held her to the ground too tightly.
"Now lover," he purred into her ear "Do we do this the easy way, or the hard way."
Buffy spat in his face
"Fine!" He screamed at her. He bent down and bit her neck, intending to drain her enough so that she was too weak to fight back against him. Just as he got his first taste of her sweet blood, everything went black.
Buffy opened her eyes slowly, to see the worried face of Spike above her.
"Well pet, welcome back to the land of the consciousness."
"Funny Spike...real funny." She said, attempting to stand up. As soon as she stood up, the room began to spin wildly. She put a hand out to steady herself, but before she could even sway, Spike was there behind her holding her up.
"I don't think you're quite ready to be up and about Slayer. Why don't you sit and rest for a bit."
"Um...thanks Spike....for...um...earlier...for...saving me." She said shyly.
"No problem pet. I happened to be in the neighborhood and all." He said with a grin, his chest puffing out a bit that she had recognized and thanked him for what he had done for her.
Their eyes met for a moment, and the Buffy turned away and began to look for the remote so that she could turn on her tv. When she found it, she flipped through the channels, not finding anything worth watching.
"Hey Spike...do you want to, um, watch a movie with me maybe? I mean, there's nothing on tv, and its too early to go to bed...."
"Sure pet I'd love to."
She smiled up at him. "You're gonna have to get up and get one, because SOMEONE isn't letting me get off of the bed."
"Ok luv, stay put. What are you in the mood for? Comedy, Horror, Romance....."
"Hmm...how about 'Interview with a Vampire?'"
Spike looked at her, terror written across his face.
Buffy laughed. "I'm just kidding Spike...Mom just bought me 'Meet the Parents'...why don't you pop that in."