Author: Aries Sythax
You can contact me at Aries_the_Vampyro@yahoo.com.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the WB Show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, except for Aries and the few selected characters from her past… No infringement is intended to anyone.
Aries: Chapter 3
By the time she had gotten out of the shower, Riley was already asleep on the couch. Aries decided not to wake him and to try to sleep. After about an hour of tossing and turning, Aries remembered her mom telling her that her dad had been buried in Sunnydale. So, Aries got dressed and headed for the graveyard.
She searched for a while before giving up and crying curled up next to a headstone. At that time, Spike was wandering around the cemetery. He heard the crying and followed it straight to Aries. By then it had started to rain and Aries was drenched.
"Aries, love, what are you doing out here in the bloody rain crying?" Spike was rightfully concerned since he liked her, possibly loved her.
"Looking for my father's grave," she said sobbing.
"Love, you are coming with me, and you will put this jacket on," he said handing her his trench coat. Aries took it; pulling it on as Spike wrapped his arms around her while he led Aries to his lair.
She knew it would be a mausoleum but not really what was inside. It almost didn't look like a mausoleum; it almost looked like a "real" home. It had a bed, a couch, an entertainment center, TV, VCR, a stereo, a dresser, a table, and a vanity, but the bed stuck out. The bed with its silk and velvet pillows and blankets of red and black. As Aries looked around, she started to daydream, but was snapped out of her daydream when Spike handed her some dry clothes. It was a pair of jeans and one of his sweaters.
Aries got dried off before she put on the dry clothes, thinking to herself that Spike was different from the other vampires she had encountered. Spike seemed to have another side to him, a passionate side. Then again, Aries had another side to her so it wasn't hard to believe that a vampire could have another side to him. She kidded herself everytime that she said she was normal and the witch in her was self-taught. Both parents were purebreds; a warlock and a witch, and she was their purebred offspring. Spike interrupted her train of thought.
"Hey love, look at me. Don't get upset over your dad's grave not being here. There are tons of bloody hell cemeteries in Sunnydale. We'll bloody hell find your dad's grave together. You and me."
"Thank you! Now I should really get back to Riley's."
"No way in bloody hell am I going to let you go out in that storm." As Spike finished thunder clashed and lightening struck.
"You can leave here over my pile of dust." Aries smiled and began to laugh.
"Now that's it love, the you that gets attention."
"Well, I guess I'll stay, because I'm not up for staking you. Would you tell me a story? I need to sleep."
"I could tell you about my past, love. Yet then you wouldn't sleep here, love. You'd be too bloody hell scared to."
"Spike, love, you'd be bloody surprised," Aries said mocking him again.
"Well, I guess I can tell you about my past. Don't say I didn't warn you, love. And love, you have to tell me your past. That a deal, love?" Spike said getting into bed.
"It's a deal, Spike," Aries said, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Love, come here; lie down and try to sleep. I'll tell you a bedtime story."
Aries did as she was told like a small child; yet compared to him, she was, in age anyway. Aries automatically curled up next tom him under the silk and velvet blankets. She started thinking of how nice this was as she felt the silk and velvet on her skin since she had changed into an oversized shirt. Spike started his story, and Aries put her head on his chest.
To be continued…
