OR ENDING 2
"I wish things had worked out with me and Dru"
"Done"
* * *
"Why can't you kill her?" Dru asked, a hint of both sadness and anger in her voice.
"You're the one who keeps bringing her up!" Spike exclaimed. "I haven't said a word about the bloody Slayer since we left California. She's on the other side of the planet, Dru!"
"But you're lying!" Dru whimpered. "I can still see her floating all around you, laughing. Why? Why won't you push her away?"
"But I did, pet. I did it for you. You keep punishing me. Carrying on with creatures like this." Spike was growing exasperated as he gestured at the Chaos Demon stood behind them.
"I have to find my pleasures, Spike. You taste like ashes." Dru replied
"So this is my fault now?" Spike demanded, exasperated. She'd been carrying on like this ever since they'd left Sunnydale. At first she blamed him entirely, for weeks barely speaking two words to him. That was a far greater punishment that if she'd just outright left him. Being around her everyday but not being with her almost killed him. He'd tried everything to appease her but nothing had worked. Eventually though she had forgiven him, and decided that everything that had happened was in fact Buffy's fault.
"You can't blame the ghoul, Spike." Dru said. "You're all covered with her. I look at you... all I see is the Slayer."
Spike snapped, he was fed up of all this. "You know what Dru, I'm not putting up with this bloody crap anymore. I'm sick and tired of you blaming everything on what happened in Sunnydale. You know as well as I do that the only reason I helped the Slayer out in the first place was because you were carrying on with Angelus. If anyone's to blame here, pet, it's you."
Dru remained silent for a moment, considering his words. Finally she stepped towards him and cupped his cheek in her hand. Spike closed his eyes and leaned into her touch.
"Maybe we should just be friends." She said softly. His eyes snapped open.
"What?"
"I can't be with you like this, not when your heart is full of another."
Spike stared at her for a moment, his eyes wide with shock.
"You bloody bitch!" He finally yelled. "I've done everything for you, ever since we met I've loved you like no other, we've been together for over a century and you think you can just drop all that like it means nothing?"
Dru shook her head sadly. "You don't love me."
"Bollocks!" At that point his fist shot out and connected sharply with her face, she slumped to the floor. Spike took a moment to look at her unconscious body.
"I'll show you just how much I love you." He murmured as he scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder.
* * *
She awoke to find herself tied securely to the bed back at their home. Her wrists and ankles tied to each corner, turning her head she saw Spike sat at the bedside.
"Morning, baby. I was wondering how long you were going to sleep for."
"Now, Spike, it's not nice to hold a girl against her will."
Spike crawled onto the bed, straddled her and leaned in close.
"I'm tired of playing nice." He whispered.
There was the smallest hint of lust in her eyes as she watched him lean close so that their mouths were just a fraction apart. He reached out a hand and began to caress her cheek. Dru gave a small murmur of pleasure and tried to lean into his touch, as soon as she did so he pulled his hand away. She tried to lean up and kiss him but he moved his head away.
"You've changed something. You've undone history. Some people will be very cross." Drusilla giggled, she suddenly stopped and looked deep into his eyes recognizing that spark, a hint of mayhem and a splash of murderous intentions. Those eyes looked like her old dear Spike's.
Spike grinned as he saw the lust growing in her eyes. Scooting down the bed he began to rub her feet, knowing that a foot massage was the one thing Dru couldn't resist, and after being with her for over a hundred years he knew just which parts of her feet were the most sensitive.
Dru bit her lip to avoid screaming out loud when she felt his hands on her feet, eventually drawing blood because she was biting so hard. After a few minutes Spike stopped and looked up.
"Tell me you want me." He said. Dru shook her head and he began to rub once more.
After a few minutes she couldn't stand it any longer.
"Spike," she moaned, "I want you. Come to Mummy."
Ignoring her he continued for a few minutes until he'd decided she'd had enough. Crawling back up the bed he untied her wrists and allowed her to pull him into a deeply passionate kiss. As she fell asleep in his arms she knew now that she could never leave him, and she never would.
The End