The door to the Summers home ricocheted off the wall as it slammed open. Followed by a very pissed off slayer.
Dawn, Willow and Jinx looked up from their respective positions in the living room to watch Buffy storm up the stairs. Turning back to the door they saw a very agitated Spike bringing up the year.
"Buffy?"
"Pet?"
"It was years ago ,luv. Before you were even bloody born"
Buffy swung around at the top of the stairs.
"I don't care if it was LAST night, you insensitive, egotistical…… over sexed……. jerk. "
The occupants of the room jumped as the door to Buffy's room slammed shut. Spike laid his head against the railing. For some reason his past just kept coming back to bite him in the ass.
Rolling his forehead to the side he picked out the face of his ex-girlfriend, she was laughing at him.
Spike groaned, this was so not what he needed right now. He was surprised Buffy hadn't staked him right there when she found out just how well he knew her houseguest. She had just got that hurt look, the one that ripped at his heart, and stormed out.
He just hadn't seen it coming when he had heard her voice at the top of the crypt.
…………………………
He knew she would come eventually it had only been a matter of time. Okay who was he kidding, he silently chastised himself. One more day Buffy free and he would have been breaking down her damn door.
He had decided that if she made the first move he would make it easy on her. Turning the possibilities over in his mind he wondered if they should talk first or just get right to the shagging.
Shag first his body reminded him uncomfortably. Talking was highly overrated as a means of communication.
Pulling himself back from his musings he watched Buffy bounce from the bottom of the ladder to the floor of his bedroom.
Here it comes. He thought. I finally have her where I want her.
Oookay she's pacing. Probably nervous, this is a big step. Maybe if I slide my hand down he….
"Ow!!!"
" Bloody Hell!!"
" What was that for?"
Spike clutched his nose and glared at the slayer.
"Keep your hands and…..and…..other body parts to yourself. I need you to look at some computer printouts."
Spike stared at her in disbelief.
A week. A whole soddin' week since their little house smashing number and she wanted to look at computer printouts. He was going to kill her. Yep. He was going to snap her pretty little neck. How in the hell could she walk in here like nothing had happened. Standing there all prim and proper like butter wouldn't melt.
Well it bloody well did happen and if she thought for one second that he was going to just….
"Spike"
"Earth to Spike"
Glaring at her Spike picked up a corner of his blanket and mopped up his face with it. Resuming his previous position on the bed he picked up his book and tried to pretend she didn't exist.
It wasn't working. No matter how much, how hard, or how long he tried to deny the force that was Buffy it never worked. For all his big words she knew he would come running whenever she crooked her little finger. As much as he hated himself for it he knew he couldn't deny her anything she asked. There was some comfort in that, she needed him whether she liked it or not.
Spike watched the girl silently wrestling her demons. There was no way the world was fair if it let such an unsurpassed spirit feel so much pain. Mentally kicking himself for being such a poof he picked up the discarded papers.
And almost swallowed his tongue.
…………………………….
Pulling himself up Spike turned to face the curious stares of the assembly.
" 'Ello Jinx. Been a while"
Spike watched Willow and Dawn's gazes swing back and forth between them. It was Willow who overcame the shock first.
"You know each other"
Jinx smiled at the witch.
"Me and Spike go way back, kiddo."
Spike grinned at the sight of Willow's jaw somewhere down around her ankles. At least he could some enjoyment out of this situation.
He eased himself down on the chair beside Willow, and afforded them his favorite smirk.
The one that said 'Aren't I all sexy and manly'.
Watching Jinx, he couldn't believe that she was here after all these years. She was still undeniably pretty. Long thick black hair , intense green eyes and a 'fuck em if they can't take a joke' attitude. There had never been another woman quite like Jinx. He could still feel the tension between them, as strong as the day they had met. It was a no holds barred sexual tension, the really good kind. Smiling at the thought he let the memories of his time with Jinx wash over him.
Spike jumped at the hand on his arm, looking into Willow's worried gaze he realized that he had zoned out. Embarrassed he glanced up at Jinx, it was rather annoying to see that she had been reading his every thought and reliving the moments with him.
" Nasty trick, that one" he shot out at her. His embarrassment was magnified by the fact that she could tell how much she was affecting him.
"Come on Spike, you used to love when I read your mind, especially when we were-"
"Bloody hell Jinx there are children present" Spike shifted his gaze to a fascinated Dawn.
"So you guys had sex, huh" the eager teen asked
"Come on Dawn, we are going to the kitchen to let Spike and Jinx…..ummm…..catch up" Willow grabbed the protesting girls arm and forced her out of the room.
Spike stared at every object in the room that wasn't Jinx. This was not his idea of fun. Screwing up his courage he decided that small talk was the only way to go.
"So how have you been?"
Spike was saved the inaneness of the conversation by a very pissed off Buffy stomping back down the stairs. He watched as she came storming into the room and proceeded to pull Jinx off the couch and out the front door. He could hear the rage emanating from her voice on the way out.
"We are going to talk. NOW."
He missed what Buffy said next because she had lowered her voice but he heard Jinx's pissed off tones loud and clear.
"What the hell is a Bronze?"
Spike felt a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach. He was fucked.
