Title: The Gift (8/?)
Author: Bert
Disclaimer: BtVS characters are owned by Joss Whedon, The WB and Mutant Enemy, no copyright infringement is intended, blah blah de-blah
Summary: Not nice
"Hey Giles" called Willow as she walked into the room. Giles looked up and didn't greet her immediately, instead he stared past her as if looking for something. "What?" she asked turning around to see what was there.
"So where is it?" Giles asked.
"Where's what?"
"Your overnight bag," he supplied faintly smiling, "welcome to Chez Giles, I do hope you enjoy your stay."
Willow shook her head in disgust, "are you feeling ok?" she asked worriedly, "we covered psychology at college if you want to talk about it"
"Sorry" Giles sighed and waved her into the room, "but with Buffy In the spare room, Xander and Cassie in the attic and Spike in the cupboard under the stairs I'm beginning to feel like a guest house."
"Xander, is he?" Willow asked eagerly then frowned "Spike?"
"Yes, he's Xander, that I'm certain of. As to Spike" he breathed in a long suffering sigh, "he turned up pissed just before dawn, he says he loves us and wanted to prove just how much by ripping out our throats quickly instead of slowly" Giles winced at the memory, "he was most vocal about it"
Willow tried not to smile but was failing, "so where is everyone?" she asked looking around the room, "I don't see them"
Giles slumped down into his chair in despair, "they're still asleep, all of them, I've been reduced to tiptoeing around my own house incase I wake any of them up"
"Too late" growled Spike dragging himself across the room, "I could hear her heartbeat a mile away." He clutched his head in mock pain, "bada-boom, bada-boom, can't you have a heart attack or something?" he grumbled before heading for the kitchen to find something to drink.
"Er.. no" Willow answered uncertainly, "did you find out anything else?"
He shook his head in negation, "nothing of importance, but we will tonight"
"Morning" Buffy yawned coming down the stairs, noticing the dark sky outside she amended her greeting, "evening."
"Buffy" exclaimed Giles jumping up to offer his assistance.
"I was only tired" she irritably batted away his seeking hands, "I'm not some frail old lady and I'm still the slayer."
"Glad to hear it" Spike shouted sarcastically from the kitchen.
"Get a life Spike"
"Nah" he shook his head as he walked into the room with a pint of blood, "tried it once but it didn't agree with me" he sat down and concentrated on drinking his meal.
"Well we can't exactly stomach your death…" she trailed off when she heard footsteps approaching from up the stairs. Expectantly they all looked up, except for Spike and waited as Xander and Cassie walked into view.
"Been waiting long?" he asked grinning nervously.
"So where have you been for the last three years?" Buffy asked straight to the point. She glared at him making sure he knew that she expected an answer.
"How about we go out on patrol" Xander asked brightly neatly avoiding the question, "it'd be good to see some of the old haunts again. Cassie?" he asked.
Buffy quickly interrupted before Cassie could reply to his request, "she can come with me later on" she said, "why don't you take Spike?" she asked trying to look innocent.
"Spike" Xander repeated slowly and glanced over at the vampire, "that's ok" he said hurriedly when Spike smiled at him return, "I can wait"
"Nonsense" Buffy snapped as she pulled them to their feet and all but pushed them out of the door, "why don't you and Spike go and have some fun, we'll catch up with you later." She quickly closed the door and locked them out of the house before returning to the room.
Cassie shifted nervously and desperately look aorund the room for a quick exit, she shrank back under their combined stared and tried to smile before the barrage of questions were sure to start.
Ignoring Spike's presence next to him Xander walked into the park looking for some helpless vampire to hunt. He couldn't remember the dark park looking quite like it did, then again he thought, he wasn't a vampire when he last saw it.
"So" Spike tried to start a conversation.
"Shut up Spike, I don't want to hear it"
"What's your problem?"
"My problem is that I…" he stopped and shook his head, "never mind"
Spike opened his mouth to say something but stopped and listened intently to something in the distance.
"Help" the voice was briefly carried on the sparse breeze.
Hearing the faint cries for help they ran deeper into the park and found two vampires attacking some poor kid they had found. Seeing them approach the two vampires split up, one dragging the victim whilst the other attempted to distract the attacker. "You go after him" Xander ordered Spike whilst pointing at the fleeing vampire, "whilst I'll go after the kid" he finished before running off after other vampire dragging away the boy.
Spike was too excited about the upcoming combat, his chance to kill to register what Xander had said. Standing over the ashes of the vampire his subconscious suddenly let him know what it was hiding, "Kid?" he asked himself before heading after him.
He paused at the site of the first fight and tried to determine which direction they went in. Closing his eyes he forced himself to relax and let the sounds of the night assault his senses. In the distance he could he the faint noise of a vampire feeding.
Running towards the sound Spike stopped and grinned when he saw Xander's mouth at the throat as he greedily gulped down the boy's blood. Xander looked up at the intruder and smiled, his lips moist with blood, "want some?" he asked offering Spike the neck, "oh sorry, you can't" he grinned as answered his own question and returned to his meal ignoring the presence of the other vampire.
Spike smiled to himself silently thanking whatever dark gods were watching over him this night for this chance. He thought for a moment about letting him live, it would be good to have another vampire around who knew what it was like. He smirked as he changed his mind, he'd much rather make the slayer miserable over his death.
Xander held onto the boy until finally his heart stopped and he dies, satisfied he released the body and turned to face Spike, "I never took you to be a voyeur, is this how you get your kicks these days?"
Spike didn't answer right away, he just continued to stare at him before pulling out a cigarette and lit it. The end glowed red as he breathed in deeply, he held it for a second before slowly breathing the smoke out. "This is too good to be true" he said finally as he pulled out a stake. "I can finally dispose of one of you and I will be totally justified in doing it", he slowly flipped the stake in his hand, "if this moment was anymore perfect I would cry." He looked at Xander to determine his reaction and was disappointed when he only stood there with a mildly amused look on his face. "I don't know how Buffy missed your heart, but I won't" with that he caught the stake one last time and in a quick motion threw it hard towards him. Xander stood there and watched the stake approach, he had time to dodge aside but chose to simply stay there and let it strike.
The look of triumph on Spikes face fell when Xander remained standing even though he had a wooden stake sticking out of his chest. Seeing the anger on Xander's face he tried to slowly back away but stopped when Xander leapt in front of him. "Going somewhere?" Xander asked before hitting him across the face with the back of his hand.
Shocked at the attack Spike staggered and fell to his knees under the impact, "What the?" he tried to push himself upright and screamed when Xander stepped hard on his hand and knocked him back down with another blow to the head.
He wasn't able to do anything else but look blankly up at his tormentor. Xander face slowly morphed into that of his demon, his golden eyes almost glowing in rage. "You sniveling little vampire," Xander shouted standing over the prone vampire, "just what the fuck did you expect to do with this small pointy stick?" With that he ripped the stake out of his chest and threw it towards Spike, he flinched and glanced nervously at it when it impacted into the ground just to the left of him.
"What ware you?" he tried to crawl away from the demon before him, despite his bravado the fear was plainly evident in his eyes.
"Me?" Xander loomed over him, "We are death incarnate," he kicked Spike in the ribs causing him to roll over and groan. "We are the nightmares made flesh," he kicked him again in the back, struggling Spike coughed and spat out some blood. "We are the dark destroyer" he kicked him again but by this time Spike was already in too much pain to notice, "We are Xander" he finished as he kicked the fallen vampire in the head for the last time and knocked him out cold.
Author: Bert
Disclaimer: BtVS characters are owned by Joss Whedon, The WB and Mutant Enemy, no copyright infringement is intended, blah blah de-blah
Summary: Not nice
"Hey Giles" called Willow as she walked into the room. Giles looked up and didn't greet her immediately, instead he stared past her as if looking for something. "What?" she asked turning around to see what was there.
"So where is it?" Giles asked.
"Where's what?"
"Your overnight bag," he supplied faintly smiling, "welcome to Chez Giles, I do hope you enjoy your stay."
Willow shook her head in disgust, "are you feeling ok?" she asked worriedly, "we covered psychology at college if you want to talk about it"
"Sorry" Giles sighed and waved her into the room, "but with Buffy In the spare room, Xander and Cassie in the attic and Spike in the cupboard under the stairs I'm beginning to feel like a guest house."
"Xander, is he?" Willow asked eagerly then frowned "Spike?"
"Yes, he's Xander, that I'm certain of. As to Spike" he breathed in a long suffering sigh, "he turned up pissed just before dawn, he says he loves us and wanted to prove just how much by ripping out our throats quickly instead of slowly" Giles winced at the memory, "he was most vocal about it"
Willow tried not to smile but was failing, "so where is everyone?" she asked looking around the room, "I don't see them"
Giles slumped down into his chair in despair, "they're still asleep, all of them, I've been reduced to tiptoeing around my own house incase I wake any of them up"
"Too late" growled Spike dragging himself across the room, "I could hear her heartbeat a mile away." He clutched his head in mock pain, "bada-boom, bada-boom, can't you have a heart attack or something?" he grumbled before heading for the kitchen to find something to drink.
"Er.. no" Willow answered uncertainly, "did you find out anything else?"
He shook his head in negation, "nothing of importance, but we will tonight"
"Morning" Buffy yawned coming down the stairs, noticing the dark sky outside she amended her greeting, "evening."
"Buffy" exclaimed Giles jumping up to offer his assistance.
"I was only tired" she irritably batted away his seeking hands, "I'm not some frail old lady and I'm still the slayer."
"Glad to hear it" Spike shouted sarcastically from the kitchen.
"Get a life Spike"
"Nah" he shook his head as he walked into the room with a pint of blood, "tried it once but it didn't agree with me" he sat down and concentrated on drinking his meal.
"Well we can't exactly stomach your death…" she trailed off when she heard footsteps approaching from up the stairs. Expectantly they all looked up, except for Spike and waited as Xander and Cassie walked into view.
"Been waiting long?" he asked grinning nervously.
"So where have you been for the last three years?" Buffy asked straight to the point. She glared at him making sure he knew that she expected an answer.
"How about we go out on patrol" Xander asked brightly neatly avoiding the question, "it'd be good to see some of the old haunts again. Cassie?" he asked.
Buffy quickly interrupted before Cassie could reply to his request, "she can come with me later on" she said, "why don't you take Spike?" she asked trying to look innocent.
"Spike" Xander repeated slowly and glanced over at the vampire, "that's ok" he said hurriedly when Spike smiled at him return, "I can wait"
"Nonsense" Buffy snapped as she pulled them to their feet and all but pushed them out of the door, "why don't you and Spike go and have some fun, we'll catch up with you later." She quickly closed the door and locked them out of the house before returning to the room.
Cassie shifted nervously and desperately look aorund the room for a quick exit, she shrank back under their combined stared and tried to smile before the barrage of questions were sure to start.
Ignoring Spike's presence next to him Xander walked into the park looking for some helpless vampire to hunt. He couldn't remember the dark park looking quite like it did, then again he thought, he wasn't a vampire when he last saw it.
"So" Spike tried to start a conversation.
"Shut up Spike, I don't want to hear it"
"What's your problem?"
"My problem is that I…" he stopped and shook his head, "never mind"
Spike opened his mouth to say something but stopped and listened intently to something in the distance.
"Help" the voice was briefly carried on the sparse breeze.
Hearing the faint cries for help they ran deeper into the park and found two vampires attacking some poor kid they had found. Seeing them approach the two vampires split up, one dragging the victim whilst the other attempted to distract the attacker. "You go after him" Xander ordered Spike whilst pointing at the fleeing vampire, "whilst I'll go after the kid" he finished before running off after other vampire dragging away the boy.
Spike was too excited about the upcoming combat, his chance to kill to register what Xander had said. Standing over the ashes of the vampire his subconscious suddenly let him know what it was hiding, "Kid?" he asked himself before heading after him.
He paused at the site of the first fight and tried to determine which direction they went in. Closing his eyes he forced himself to relax and let the sounds of the night assault his senses. In the distance he could he the faint noise of a vampire feeding.
Running towards the sound Spike stopped and grinned when he saw Xander's mouth at the throat as he greedily gulped down the boy's blood. Xander looked up at the intruder and smiled, his lips moist with blood, "want some?" he asked offering Spike the neck, "oh sorry, you can't" he grinned as answered his own question and returned to his meal ignoring the presence of the other vampire.
Spike smiled to himself silently thanking whatever dark gods were watching over him this night for this chance. He thought for a moment about letting him live, it would be good to have another vampire around who knew what it was like. He smirked as he changed his mind, he'd much rather make the slayer miserable over his death.
Xander held onto the boy until finally his heart stopped and he dies, satisfied he released the body and turned to face Spike, "I never took you to be a voyeur, is this how you get your kicks these days?"
Spike didn't answer right away, he just continued to stare at him before pulling out a cigarette and lit it. The end glowed red as he breathed in deeply, he held it for a second before slowly breathing the smoke out. "This is too good to be true" he said finally as he pulled out a stake. "I can finally dispose of one of you and I will be totally justified in doing it", he slowly flipped the stake in his hand, "if this moment was anymore perfect I would cry." He looked at Xander to determine his reaction and was disappointed when he only stood there with a mildly amused look on his face. "I don't know how Buffy missed your heart, but I won't" with that he caught the stake one last time and in a quick motion threw it hard towards him. Xander stood there and watched the stake approach, he had time to dodge aside but chose to simply stay there and let it strike.
The look of triumph on Spikes face fell when Xander remained standing even though he had a wooden stake sticking out of his chest. Seeing the anger on Xander's face he tried to slowly back away but stopped when Xander leapt in front of him. "Going somewhere?" Xander asked before hitting him across the face with the back of his hand.
Shocked at the attack Spike staggered and fell to his knees under the impact, "What the?" he tried to push himself upright and screamed when Xander stepped hard on his hand and knocked him back down with another blow to the head.
He wasn't able to do anything else but look blankly up at his tormentor. Xander face slowly morphed into that of his demon, his golden eyes almost glowing in rage. "You sniveling little vampire," Xander shouted standing over the prone vampire, "just what the fuck did you expect to do with this small pointy stick?" With that he ripped the stake out of his chest and threw it towards Spike, he flinched and glanced nervously at it when it impacted into the ground just to the left of him.
"What ware you?" he tried to crawl away from the demon before him, despite his bravado the fear was plainly evident in his eyes.
"Me?" Xander loomed over him, "We are death incarnate," he kicked Spike in the ribs causing him to roll over and groan. "We are the nightmares made flesh," he kicked him again in the back, struggling Spike coughed and spat out some blood. "We are the dark destroyer" he kicked him again but by this time Spike was already in too much pain to notice, "We are Xander" he finished as he kicked the fallen vampire in the head for the last time and knocked him out cold.