Homecoming pt. 8
"You know, Spike, I knew you were a jerk. I knew you were delusional. I knew you were a pain in the ass. But I never really thought that you were stupid." He poked his finger at the vampire's chest. "There is no way under God's green earth that I would ever, ever help you get Buffy under your roof. In fact, there's no way I would help you do anything."
"So," smirked Spike, "you won't fix up the crypt with me then. Guess I'll have to do it myself."
Xander turned to Giles and threw up his arms. "You can't honestly tell me that you go along with this lame brained idea."
"No," replied Giles, "I don't. But Spike cares for Buffy, deeply, and I think you should hear him out."
"Is it such a bad idea?" Anya asked. "I mean, neither of them have any money. The place is there. And that crypt isn't so bad. I lived way worse places when I was a vengeance demon."
"Anya has a point." Giles stood beside her. "As strange as the idea is, we're running out of options."
Xander exploded. "I can think of a hundred better ideas. A thousand."
"Name one," Spike said, looking up at the taller man.
"Buffy could come and live with me."
"Name two."
"Xander," Giles interrupted, "I do think it best Spike and Buffy stay together, wherever that may prove to be. She's made remarkable progress in the short time he's been here. I can't but think that he's what she needs at this point. She seems to truly love him, and he her."
"What, did that blindness spell come back?" Xander shook his head. "I can't believe you're buying this. He's a vampire, an evil, cheating vampire. You can't trust him. How do you know he won't just walk off and leave her again when things get tough?"
Spike growled and violently shoved Xander up against the hotel door. "I will never leave her again. Ever. She's my life, you idiot."
"Right. And that's why you boinked my ex."
"Stop it!" Anya ran to the two and pushed them apart. "That wasn't his fault. And it wasn't any of your business, not after what you did to me. Buffy is still in the next room, and she's going to get really ticked off with me if I kill you both. So can it!"
"You demons really stick together, don't you," Xander spat.
Giles stepped over to Anya and put his hand on her shoulder. "There is no reason to take your anger out on either of them. They're both trying to help Buffy, as are we all."
Xander broke away from the three and headed towards the bedroom door. "I knew you'd take her side. I'm going to see Buffy now, and you aren't going to stop me. There is no way I'm letting Spike drag her down into his personal Hellmouth. I will stake him, first."
"You may have to," Spike muttered under his breath. "But I'd like to see you try."
"You know, Spike, I knew you were a jerk. I knew you were delusional. I knew you were a pain in the ass. But I never really thought that you were stupid." He poked his finger at the vampire's chest. "There is no way under God's green earth that I would ever, ever help you get Buffy under your roof. In fact, there's no way I would help you do anything."
"So," smirked Spike, "you won't fix up the crypt with me then. Guess I'll have to do it myself."
Xander turned to Giles and threw up his arms. "You can't honestly tell me that you go along with this lame brained idea."
"No," replied Giles, "I don't. But Spike cares for Buffy, deeply, and I think you should hear him out."
"Is it such a bad idea?" Anya asked. "I mean, neither of them have any money. The place is there. And that crypt isn't so bad. I lived way worse places when I was a vengeance demon."
"Anya has a point." Giles stood beside her. "As strange as the idea is, we're running out of options."
Xander exploded. "I can think of a hundred better ideas. A thousand."
"Name one," Spike said, looking up at the taller man.
"Buffy could come and live with me."
"Name two."
"Xander," Giles interrupted, "I do think it best Spike and Buffy stay together, wherever that may prove to be. She's made remarkable progress in the short time he's been here. I can't but think that he's what she needs at this point. She seems to truly love him, and he her."
"What, did that blindness spell come back?" Xander shook his head. "I can't believe you're buying this. He's a vampire, an evil, cheating vampire. You can't trust him. How do you know he won't just walk off and leave her again when things get tough?"
Spike growled and violently shoved Xander up against the hotel door. "I will never leave her again. Ever. She's my life, you idiot."
"Right. And that's why you boinked my ex."
"Stop it!" Anya ran to the two and pushed them apart. "That wasn't his fault. And it wasn't any of your business, not after what you did to me. Buffy is still in the next room, and she's going to get really ticked off with me if I kill you both. So can it!"
"You demons really stick together, don't you," Xander spat.
Giles stepped over to Anya and put his hand on her shoulder. "There is no reason to take your anger out on either of them. They're both trying to help Buffy, as are we all."
Xander broke away from the three and headed towards the bedroom door. "I knew you'd take her side. I'm going to see Buffy now, and you aren't going to stop me. There is no way I'm letting Spike drag her down into his personal Hellmouth. I will stake him, first."
"You may have to," Spike muttered under his breath. "But I'd like to see you try."