Chapter 6
They had left the car at the motel. Spike wanted to get some fresh air after being under the blanket all day. They were headed to The Sugar Shack, a club.
The journey took them by a large, abandoned looking hotel. You have to understand that Buffy had never been to the Hyperion Hotel. The only times she had seen Angel were at his old place or at a neutral location. In fact, Willow was the only Scooby to have seen it.
As they were walking by a girl came running out straight at them. Buffy stepped to the side and the girl fell down.
"Cordelia?!"
"Hi Buffy." Cordelia stood up and pushed her hair away from her face. "What are you doing here? Angel isn't home. Wesley and I were just testing out a new defense system."
"Cordelia?" Cordelia turned red. "Oh, I guess he just got home."
"Oh. Buffy. And Spike." Angel's eyes seemed to turn yellow for just a second. "Did you want to talk to me Buffy?"
"No. This was just a run in. We came to LA for a whole different thing."
"Slayer stuff?"
"Well no." For a moment Buffy wished she had never come to LA in the first place. Then she felt the reassuring arm of Spike snake around her back, subtly, so subtle they wouldn't notice. Only she. And it gave her confidence. "Spike and I ran away to become stars." When she said it she wished she could take it back. It sounded incredibly silly and selfish. But she couldn't take it back so she held her chin up.
Angel smothered a laugh, which made his dimples appear. "You feeling ok Buffy?" He looked to Spike with a sneer and back to her. "Last I remember you weren't even friends with Spike, nor could you act."
"We have a singing duo. And Spike, he's my friend. Cos he can't bite people."
"Tell the world." Spike commented bitterly. "Especially my enemy." He added in a low voice.
"Get over it. So anyway we were going."
"Right." Angel shook his head uncertainly. He was still doubting their sanity. "You call me if you need anything."
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine. We're going clubbing now." Buffy began marching away, spike moved to follow but Angel snagged his arm.
"I don't know what your deal is, but if I find out she's under a spell or you hurt her, you're as good as dead."
"Hands off mate. I'm her boy toy now." Spike flashed him a grin and sauntered after Buffy.
"He still thinks it's his duty to watch out for me. He left me. It wasn't the other way around. I mean you don't go all away, because you think our relationship is doomed. Why should he?"
"We have a relationship now?"
"Well it's as close to one as either of us have come in awhile." Buffy admitted. "Let's just leave it at that."
"This the place?"
"Oh yeah." Buffy pushed the incident with Angel to the back of her mind as they thrust through the crowds to get inside. The club was warm and bright, with lights flashing intrusively.
"Don't you love it?" Buffy said dancing onto the floor.
"Not really my scene." Spike shouted back. "I prefer the darkness of the Bronze." He watched her dance, all her skating skills and Slayer skills making her the best dancer on the floor. She was mesmerizing. Only he knew what kind of weapon that body was as it innocently, then not so innocently whirled and gyrated to the pounding music. And it was all his.
Spike took his coat off and brought it to the coatroom then met Buffy on the floor. He wasn't a bad dancer himself now, but god he was horrible when he was human. Everything about him then was cringe worthy. Buffy danced towards him and grabbed him close. She was slightly damp and he could smell the sweat keenly.
He pressed his lips on her mouth and she kissed him briefly, laughing then pulled away, still twirling. She grabbed his shirt tails and pulled him around her. Her eyes laughed like they hadn't in awhile, and she was truly enjoying herself, away from all her worries. But how long would it last? Spike knew how much she loved everyone back in Sunnydale. Would she sacrifice this happiness again to protect them?
"I bet one day we'll be dancing just like this, and one of our songs will come on." She said.
"Yeah? Since when were you so confidant?"
"Since we saw Angel." She shrugged.
"You're gonna be good just to spite him?"
"You bet."
"Works for me." Spike spun, snapping his fingers. "So what club worthy song will we sing?"
"I'm not sure." She grinned. "Maybe 'I had a dream last night…you were in it."
"I was?"
"You drove away the darkness."
"I will protect you always." Spike stilled, pulling Buffy close. "I see the world through your eyes."
"I never thought someone would know me like you do."
"I know you." They looked into each other's eyes, their voices fading out.
"I want to know you too."
"You sure?" Buffy nodded.