The Spanish Wedding
Part 1
Spike was out patrolling on another cold Wednesday night in Sunnyhell.
"Bloody hell, why am I out patrolling? I should be sitting in my crypt, with a nice warm mug of blood watching Passions reruns", he thought to himself.
It was Wednesday, Spike's weekly Passions marathon night, which he'd been having ever since he was chained up in Gile's bathtub.
"Instead, I'm out here doing the Slayer's dirty work, killing my own kind..Wow Spike you've sure come far, used to be a bloody master vampire, now I'm the poof in training." But WHY was he doing it? "Because I love her", he thought, "She may never return those feelings, but I love her with every fiber of my undead being."
And he was more than willing to prove it to her. He watched the Nibblet on occasion, which he didn't mind very much, because he really liked the kid, he patrolled when she was sick, even helped the Scoobies research, even if it meant putting up with Xander. Over the past few months, things had changed between them, and although they weren't lovers like he wished they could be, they were friends, and that's the biggest crumb Spike could have ever wanted. He was close to her, and she actually respected him.
It was an unusually quiet night in one of Sunnydale's many graveyards. Spike had only dusted two vamps, and a fledgling. Since Buffy had come back from the dead a few months ago, she had this aura that no vamp or demon wanted to be around, well except Spike. She had gotten stronger, both physically and mentally, and was a force to be reckoned with. However, Spike thought she came back more sexy than ever before.
"No wonder there are hardly any vamps here anymore", Spike said as he turned and headed towards his crypt.
But when he turned he bumped into something warm, soft, and at the same time, deadly. "Spike, what are you doing?"
"Slayer, glad you decided to show up, slaying just isn't the same with out you", Spike added with an evil grin on his face. "Thought you were stuck home watchin the Nibblet?"
"Well, she decided to go to her friend Danielle's house, therefore leaving me to patrol and clean up the mess she left in the kitchen..Which I add why are you patrolling? I figured you'd be at home watching Timmy dance around and talk about him self in third person?" she asked.
"Well you know, that whole living doll thing is really overrated", he said with a smile on his face.
"Who is this Spike?" she thought to herself? "I mean he's actually funny, and he cares about me. I mean we've gotten past the whole "mortal enemies" thing, but he's changed so much in the last four years I've known him. I actually enjoy being around him-well sometimes"
"Well Spike, why are you here patrolling?"
"Well, I knew you were babysittin lil bit tonight, so I guess I decided to come out and do it for you."
He expected her to go into a speech where she's the slayer, and she can handle it herself, but something else came instead.
"Spike", she said.
"Yeah Buffy?"
"Thank you." And with that she kissed him lightly on the lips and then started to walk away, heading for home.
"Buffy where are you going?" Spike asked, stunned by the kiss.
"Home, I have to get up early tomorrow, I'm getting fitted for my dress for Anya and Xander's wedding."
"Oh yea the 'glorified bricklayer' is getting hitched…never thought I'd see that day come. I'm sure my invitation's in the mail ", he said sarcastically.
"Spike, you never know."
And with that she smiled one more time and left a very confused Spike standing alone in the graveyard.
"I sure am glad I decided to skip Passions tonight", Spike said to himself. And with that he started walking towards his crypt, with a slayer on his mind, and a kiss, one of a few from her, he'd never forget.
End part 1
