He opened his eyes slowly and closed them again He groaned as he put his hand to his head as it throbbed painfully. "Ah, Spike you're up," A crisp British voice said."
Spike opened his eyes and pushed himself up onto his elbows. "What the hell just happened?" Spike asked groggily.
"Well we think one of the side effects of the spell. Suffice it to say that you're situation may be more urgent than we had previously believed." Replied the watcher.
"Whaddya mean more urgent?" Spike asked angrily.
"Well," Giles replied annoyed at the blond vampire. "I believe your fainting bouts are a result of your body changing into that of a woman. It's trying to catch up. Basically it won't wear out in 24 hours in fact my research whilst you were unconscious shows that it will become permanent if it is not reversed before then."
Spike stared at him and looked like he was about to keel over. "I can't stay like this." he whispered hoarsely. "Rupert, you have to do something!"
"It means we have to contact Angel," he warned him.
Spike closed his eyes but they flew open again as a new voice perked up.
"You don't have to tell him it's for Spike just say that you need it for a spell and someone can send it." Anya replied looking pleased with herself. It was then Spike realised that they were there. Xander sitting there with a knowing grin on his face. That was it now that he knew he'd never hear the end of it.
"I suppose it could work," Giles walked over to the phone and dialled the new number.
"What the hell do you want?" Spike asked angrily frustrated by Xander's incessant grinning.
"Oh this is too easy," Xander replied laughing at Spike's growing temper. "Spike's a woman and an ugly one at that!"
Spike rose out of his seat fists clenched. "That's not what you thought at the Bronze" Anya replied.
"What?" Xander looked suddenly worried
"When you saw him with Buffy. You were looking at him all over." Giles sighed and turned back to his conversation as Spike looked at the now deeply embarrassed Xander with a sadistic smirk on his face.
"So?" he whispered hoarsely. Trying to salvage some of his dignity. "It doesn't mean I liked him."
"You were blushing and your eyes were glazed, definite sign and I should know I've seen it for thousands of years." She added triumphantly.
"Always knew you were a poof," Spike replied now laughing.
Xander spluttered, "I didn't know that he… she… he was she who she was."
"That's not the point you said Spike was ugly when he wasn't,"
"Anya you're meant to be on my side."
"But I'm only saying what happened," she said carrying on regardless.
"Yes but remember how we say some things and not others."
"But that's too hard," she replied looking at him annoyed.
"Anya."
She sighed "Okay then." She turned to Spike and recited, "I am sorry for telling you that Xander liked you when you were a woman." She looked at Xander pleased but was dismayed when she saw he was mumbling and hiding his face in his hands. "See I knew you didn't like me anymore." She replied hurt.
"Anya," Xander pleaded "I do."
"So why were you looking at me, mate." Spike was enjoying every moment Xander's despair.
He shot Spike a dirty look and carried on with Anya as the meaning of what Spike had said sunk in "No, I mean, Anya come on…please."
Spike had almost forgotten what Giles was doing until a cough from the watcher silenced the arguing couple. "Wesley and a fellow named Gunn are bringing the amulet; all they are aware of is that it's for a spell."
"Who?" asked Spike and Anya simultaneously.
"Wesley is an ex-watcher. He was Faith and Buffy's watcher for a time. Gunn I have never met."
"Faith," Spike mused.
"Yeah she took over Buffy's body and had sex with Riley."
"Anya," Xander hissed.
"I'm still not talking to you." she replied huffily.
"Oh yeah," Spike replied remembering his encounter in the Bronze.
"It'll take about two hours for them to get over here." Giles added.
Spike smiled at least there was a chance this might not get back to Angel. The whelp was too embarrassed to say anything. Rupert wasn't the gossipy type. Red well it was her fault so she was probably feeling too bloody guilty and so she should and her girlfriend hasn't ever even met Peaches. Dawn didn't know and she liked him more than his sire anyway, even if she did find out. Then there was Buffy and you could cut the tension between them two with a sodding knife. So no bleeding small talk there. All that left was the ex-demon well she was too busy with the whelp to say anything but it should be good to watch her just in case. These two he'd never met so they couldn't recognise him. He was bit worried about this ex-watcher though. He leaned back and closed his eyes succumbing to sleep. This changing was taking a lot out of him.
He opened his eyes again groggily to the sound of a car pulling up outside the apartment. "They're here," Giles crisp accent echoed around the room.
Spike looked up to see he was the only one there. "Where'd they all go to?" he asked getting some semblance of his more awake self.
"They have all left to the magic shop to prepare for the spell but its going to take a while yet. In the meantime you are going to have to be on your best behaviour if you don't want word of this getting back to Angel." Giles warned him.
"That a threat, Ripper?" spike asked.
Giles looked at him and matched Spikes smirk with his own before turning to open the door to the two travellers.
"Hello Wesley," Giles told a younger taller man in glasses.
"Good to see you again, Rupert. May I introduce Gunn," Wesley replied indicated a young black man standing beside him probably no more than nineteen or twenty. "Gunn this is Rupert Giles," They shook hands and Giles showed them into the apartment. Spike stood up and gestured to Giles to ask about the amulet.
Giles was put off for a minute by how much Wesley seemed to have grown up. He seemed older and more experienced than when they had last met He had lost the innocence he had when he first came to Sunnydale. Wesley walked in and then saw Spike and looked pointedly at Giles.
"Oh replied Giles gathering what Wesley was getting at. "This is my niece Sarah, Sarah this is Wesley and Gunn." Gunn nodded as Wesley held out his hand, "Wesley Wyndham Pryce." Spike took it, so this is the watcher, what do they all come out of the same bloody mould. He thought as he shook his hand. Well I might as well keep him off the trail then. "Sarah Giles." Spike replied in a clipped British accent. Giles's mouth almost fell to the floor before he collected himself after a glare from Spike. "Do you have the amulet?" Spike prompted. He wanted this over with as soon as possible as he had found that he had slipped back into his old accent surprisingly easily.
Wesley smiled briefly, "yes here it is," he replied pulling a small package out of his suit pocket. "Where is the ceremony going to take place?" he asked.
"At the magic shop, but we can understand if you are too busy and are unable to accompany it, we can have it sent to you. The elder watcher replied.
"Oh you don't need to worry about us," the younger replied "it's not everyday this amulet is used. I have to admit it has peaked my interest."
"Very well," conceded Giles suppressing a smile, as he ignored the look given to him by the annoyed vampire.
Inside the training room a table had been placed in the centre of the room, candles arranged in a star shaped pattern on the floor bathing the room in an ethereal light. The two wiccans drew a circle with a purple compound whilst the rest of the Scooby gang stood aimlessly on the side not wanting to go onto the shop floor. Spike and Giles walked in, the watcher handing Willow the amulet.
"So how long do I have to stay like this?" Spike demanded.
"Well we just have to go through a preliminary spell first before the main reversal spell, but we need everyone out of here so we can do it."
"But that means…" started Xander.
"There is no way in hell that I'm going back out there that bloody poof of a watcher's been staring at me ever since he came here."
"I'm sure he's not," replied Giles suppressing a sadistic smile.
"I know when someone's staring at me." Spike replied indignantly. "Come on pet," he pleaded with Willow.
"It's either that or stay as you are," Willow replied as Tara sent him an apologetic smile.
"Fine," Spike huffed as he began to walk towards the backdoor leading to the alley.
"Spike, you're not allowed to walk through here or the circle will be affected, no one can until the first spell is finished." Willow warned.
"Bloody hell," finished Spike before turning and stalked into the shop.
Xander laughed until he saw Willow's face. "What us as well?" he asked worried. Willow nodded firmly as the others shuffled reluctantly into the shop.
"Willow that was evil," Tara said smiling.
"mmhmm I'm a regular bad girl now," she replied laughing.
The door went flying open and Spike stalked in, his duster flying. He jumped onto the counter kicking it hard with the back of his heels. The door opened again as the others entered. "Buffy, Xander" he said acknowledging them.
"Wesley," Buffy replied curtly as Xander nodded.
"May I introduce Gunn," he replied motioning to him.
"I'm Anya," Anya replied. "I'm Xander's girl," she grinned.
He smiled sheepishly as his girlfriend linked her arm through his. The inhabitants sat down as a heavy silence suffocated the room.
"Go on then English," Gunn whispered. "Ask her," he prompted. Wesley looked at the young black man and then put a determined look on his face. "Very well he replied and walked towards the counter shooting a nervous glance back at the table. "Hello,"
Spike looked up from the floor bored, and looked back down again. "So how are you enjoying your stay in America?" he asked nervously. Spike looked at Wesley again and was suddenly reminded of William.
"Yeah, fine," the vampire muttered distractedly. The glasses, the suit, the nervous disposition. All he had to do was put him back a century.
Wesley began to fluster under Spike's scrutinising gaze, but pressed on. "I guess there must be someone or something you miss back home?" hoping the former would turn out to be false.
"Football," the blond replied curtly.
"Oh," Wesley answered a little surprised, "I'm a gunners fan myself. Which team do you…"
Man United," Spike finished glaring at Giles who was deriving too much fun out of this for the vampire's liking.
The watcher walked towards them, "Wesley can I have a word?"
"Of course." The younger man replied as Giles pulled him over to a corner.
"Sarah may not be the type of girl you want to ask out."
"I can understand you wanting to protect her; you are her uncle after all. But I do believe she is old enough to make her own decisions." Wesley finished finally before turning on his heel and walking back towards the counter again resolve fixed firmly on his face.
"Prat," Giles muttered under his breath.
Spike watched him as he came back. No, William would've never been able to talk to a person like that. Wesley appeared in front of him, "Sarah," he began as Spike closed his eyes. Three times! This is the third bloody time in one night! What the hell did I do to deserve this, he moaned to himself. Wesley carried on, "It would be an honour if you would allow me to take you to dinner whilst we're in Sunnydale." Xander spluttered, laughing out loud.
"Right that's it, Harris!" Spike yelled jumping off of the counter and striding towards him. Buffy stepped in between them shaking with laughter.
"What you gonna do, set you're boyfriend on me?" Xander quipped which set Buffy off. She shook violently their laughter filling the room. Whilst Spike scowled, Wesley looked slightly hurt and annoyed and Anya and Gunn looked on a little lost. The training room door opened as Willow popped her head around, "We're ready," she announced.
"This'd better work Red," he warned as he walked past her and lay himself on the table. The others shuffled in with grins on the remaining Scooby's faces. "Come on then haven't got all sodding day," He piped up. Willow sighed and with a nod to Tara they began the spell. The amulet rose above Spike hovering over him. As the chanting continued the room got darker; all the light seemed to be absorbed into the bleached vampire. The chanting continued as the light surrounding him grew brighter. Spike's legs began to shorten and grow more muscular as his torso lengthened. His hair shrank back and his face grew more angular. After a minute the light dimmed allowing the room to return to normal. He sat up catching the amulet as it fell, looking down hesitant he sighed in relief as he realised he was back to normal. Wesley stood there open mouthed as Spike stood up and tossed him the amulet, "thanks for the offer mate, but you ain't my type." He added grinning at the disbelief in the taller man's face.
"Wha…" Wesley asked dumbfounded as he looked to Giles.
"Wesley, meet Spike also known as William the bloody, childe of the scourge of Europe, who I believe you know." He introduced him starting to feel sorry for the ex watcher but enjoying it nonetheless.
"Oh that reminds me, when you get back to see him tell peaches I said hi," the vampire put in enjoying the confusion on their faces.
"Man, I've seen some freaky things, but this…" he shook his head. "Come on English, let's go." He finished dragging Wesley who was staring at the amulet as he followed Gunn out.
The doors to the Hyperion hotel slammed as Wesley stormed in followed by a smiling Gunn. Angel and Cordelia stood in the lobby as the ex_watcher flew past them.
"What's up with him," Cordelia asked. Gunn opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by a glare from Wesley. "Nothing," he conceded. As Wesley walked into his office and locked the door, then something occurred to Gunn, "Is your nickname really peaches?" he asked amusement on his face.
Angel looked at him confused for a second and then growled "Spike,".
The End. ;)
Woo hoo My first ever fanfic is finished. So what did ya all think? THanks for putting up with my poor timing. Ahh well damage's done but I really would love to know waht you thought and thanks to everone who have already reviewed now I have to get to the rest of my stories;)
Spike opened his eyes and pushed himself up onto his elbows. "What the hell just happened?" Spike asked groggily.
"Well we think one of the side effects of the spell. Suffice it to say that you're situation may be more urgent than we had previously believed." Replied the watcher.
"Whaddya mean more urgent?" Spike asked angrily.
"Well," Giles replied annoyed at the blond vampire. "I believe your fainting bouts are a result of your body changing into that of a woman. It's trying to catch up. Basically it won't wear out in 24 hours in fact my research whilst you were unconscious shows that it will become permanent if it is not reversed before then."
Spike stared at him and looked like he was about to keel over. "I can't stay like this." he whispered hoarsely. "Rupert, you have to do something!"
"It means we have to contact Angel," he warned him.
Spike closed his eyes but they flew open again as a new voice perked up.
"You don't have to tell him it's for Spike just say that you need it for a spell and someone can send it." Anya replied looking pleased with herself. It was then Spike realised that they were there. Xander sitting there with a knowing grin on his face. That was it now that he knew he'd never hear the end of it.
"I suppose it could work," Giles walked over to the phone and dialled the new number.
"What the hell do you want?" Spike asked angrily frustrated by Xander's incessant grinning.
"Oh this is too easy," Xander replied laughing at Spike's growing temper. "Spike's a woman and an ugly one at that!"
Spike rose out of his seat fists clenched. "That's not what you thought at the Bronze" Anya replied.
"What?" Xander looked suddenly worried
"When you saw him with Buffy. You were looking at him all over." Giles sighed and turned back to his conversation as Spike looked at the now deeply embarrassed Xander with a sadistic smirk on his face.
"So?" he whispered hoarsely. Trying to salvage some of his dignity. "It doesn't mean I liked him."
"You were blushing and your eyes were glazed, definite sign and I should know I've seen it for thousands of years." She added triumphantly.
"Always knew you were a poof," Spike replied now laughing.
Xander spluttered, "I didn't know that he… she… he was she who she was."
"That's not the point you said Spike was ugly when he wasn't,"
"Anya you're meant to be on my side."
"But I'm only saying what happened," she said carrying on regardless.
"Yes but remember how we say some things and not others."
"But that's too hard," she replied looking at him annoyed.
"Anya."
She sighed "Okay then." She turned to Spike and recited, "I am sorry for telling you that Xander liked you when you were a woman." She looked at Xander pleased but was dismayed when she saw he was mumbling and hiding his face in his hands. "See I knew you didn't like me anymore." She replied hurt.
"Anya," Xander pleaded "I do."
"So why were you looking at me, mate." Spike was enjoying every moment Xander's despair.
He shot Spike a dirty look and carried on with Anya as the meaning of what Spike had said sunk in "No, I mean, Anya come on…please."
Spike had almost forgotten what Giles was doing until a cough from the watcher silenced the arguing couple. "Wesley and a fellow named Gunn are bringing the amulet; all they are aware of is that it's for a spell."
"Who?" asked Spike and Anya simultaneously.
"Wesley is an ex-watcher. He was Faith and Buffy's watcher for a time. Gunn I have never met."
"Faith," Spike mused.
"Yeah she took over Buffy's body and had sex with Riley."
"Anya," Xander hissed.
"I'm still not talking to you." she replied huffily.
"Oh yeah," Spike replied remembering his encounter in the Bronze.
"It'll take about two hours for them to get over here." Giles added.
Spike smiled at least there was a chance this might not get back to Angel. The whelp was too embarrassed to say anything. Rupert wasn't the gossipy type. Red well it was her fault so she was probably feeling too bloody guilty and so she should and her girlfriend hasn't ever even met Peaches. Dawn didn't know and she liked him more than his sire anyway, even if she did find out. Then there was Buffy and you could cut the tension between them two with a sodding knife. So no bleeding small talk there. All that left was the ex-demon well she was too busy with the whelp to say anything but it should be good to watch her just in case. These two he'd never met so they couldn't recognise him. He was bit worried about this ex-watcher though. He leaned back and closed his eyes succumbing to sleep. This changing was taking a lot out of him.
He opened his eyes again groggily to the sound of a car pulling up outside the apartment. "They're here," Giles crisp accent echoed around the room.
Spike looked up to see he was the only one there. "Where'd they all go to?" he asked getting some semblance of his more awake self.
"They have all left to the magic shop to prepare for the spell but its going to take a while yet. In the meantime you are going to have to be on your best behaviour if you don't want word of this getting back to Angel." Giles warned him.
"That a threat, Ripper?" spike asked.
Giles looked at him and matched Spikes smirk with his own before turning to open the door to the two travellers.
"Hello Wesley," Giles told a younger taller man in glasses.
"Good to see you again, Rupert. May I introduce Gunn," Wesley replied indicated a young black man standing beside him probably no more than nineteen or twenty. "Gunn this is Rupert Giles," They shook hands and Giles showed them into the apartment. Spike stood up and gestured to Giles to ask about the amulet.
Giles was put off for a minute by how much Wesley seemed to have grown up. He seemed older and more experienced than when they had last met He had lost the innocence he had when he first came to Sunnydale. Wesley walked in and then saw Spike and looked pointedly at Giles.
"Oh replied Giles gathering what Wesley was getting at. "This is my niece Sarah, Sarah this is Wesley and Gunn." Gunn nodded as Wesley held out his hand, "Wesley Wyndham Pryce." Spike took it, so this is the watcher, what do they all come out of the same bloody mould. He thought as he shook his hand. Well I might as well keep him off the trail then. "Sarah Giles." Spike replied in a clipped British accent. Giles's mouth almost fell to the floor before he collected himself after a glare from Spike. "Do you have the amulet?" Spike prompted. He wanted this over with as soon as possible as he had found that he had slipped back into his old accent surprisingly easily.
Wesley smiled briefly, "yes here it is," he replied pulling a small package out of his suit pocket. "Where is the ceremony going to take place?" he asked.
"At the magic shop, but we can understand if you are too busy and are unable to accompany it, we can have it sent to you. The elder watcher replied.
"Oh you don't need to worry about us," the younger replied "it's not everyday this amulet is used. I have to admit it has peaked my interest."
"Very well," conceded Giles suppressing a smile, as he ignored the look given to him by the annoyed vampire.
Inside the training room a table had been placed in the centre of the room, candles arranged in a star shaped pattern on the floor bathing the room in an ethereal light. The two wiccans drew a circle with a purple compound whilst the rest of the Scooby gang stood aimlessly on the side not wanting to go onto the shop floor. Spike and Giles walked in, the watcher handing Willow the amulet.
"So how long do I have to stay like this?" Spike demanded.
"Well we just have to go through a preliminary spell first before the main reversal spell, but we need everyone out of here so we can do it."
"But that means…" started Xander.
"There is no way in hell that I'm going back out there that bloody poof of a watcher's been staring at me ever since he came here."
"I'm sure he's not," replied Giles suppressing a sadistic smile.
"I know when someone's staring at me." Spike replied indignantly. "Come on pet," he pleaded with Willow.
"It's either that or stay as you are," Willow replied as Tara sent him an apologetic smile.
"Fine," Spike huffed as he began to walk towards the backdoor leading to the alley.
"Spike, you're not allowed to walk through here or the circle will be affected, no one can until the first spell is finished." Willow warned.
"Bloody hell," finished Spike before turning and stalked into the shop.
Xander laughed until he saw Willow's face. "What us as well?" he asked worried. Willow nodded firmly as the others shuffled reluctantly into the shop.
"Willow that was evil," Tara said smiling.
"mmhmm I'm a regular bad girl now," she replied laughing.
The door went flying open and Spike stalked in, his duster flying. He jumped onto the counter kicking it hard with the back of his heels. The door opened again as the others entered. "Buffy, Xander" he said acknowledging them.
"Wesley," Buffy replied curtly as Xander nodded.
"May I introduce Gunn," he replied motioning to him.
"I'm Anya," Anya replied. "I'm Xander's girl," she grinned.
He smiled sheepishly as his girlfriend linked her arm through his. The inhabitants sat down as a heavy silence suffocated the room.
"Go on then English," Gunn whispered. "Ask her," he prompted. Wesley looked at the young black man and then put a determined look on his face. "Very well he replied and walked towards the counter shooting a nervous glance back at the table. "Hello,"
Spike looked up from the floor bored, and looked back down again. "So how are you enjoying your stay in America?" he asked nervously. Spike looked at Wesley again and was suddenly reminded of William.
"Yeah, fine," the vampire muttered distractedly. The glasses, the suit, the nervous disposition. All he had to do was put him back a century.
Wesley began to fluster under Spike's scrutinising gaze, but pressed on. "I guess there must be someone or something you miss back home?" hoping the former would turn out to be false.
"Football," the blond replied curtly.
"Oh," Wesley answered a little surprised, "I'm a gunners fan myself. Which team do you…"
Man United," Spike finished glaring at Giles who was deriving too much fun out of this for the vampire's liking.
The watcher walked towards them, "Wesley can I have a word?"
"Of course." The younger man replied as Giles pulled him over to a corner.
"Sarah may not be the type of girl you want to ask out."
"I can understand you wanting to protect her; you are her uncle after all. But I do believe she is old enough to make her own decisions." Wesley finished finally before turning on his heel and walking back towards the counter again resolve fixed firmly on his face.
"Prat," Giles muttered under his breath.
Spike watched him as he came back. No, William would've never been able to talk to a person like that. Wesley appeared in front of him, "Sarah," he began as Spike closed his eyes. Three times! This is the third bloody time in one night! What the hell did I do to deserve this, he moaned to himself. Wesley carried on, "It would be an honour if you would allow me to take you to dinner whilst we're in Sunnydale." Xander spluttered, laughing out loud.
"Right that's it, Harris!" Spike yelled jumping off of the counter and striding towards him. Buffy stepped in between them shaking with laughter.
"What you gonna do, set you're boyfriend on me?" Xander quipped which set Buffy off. She shook violently their laughter filling the room. Whilst Spike scowled, Wesley looked slightly hurt and annoyed and Anya and Gunn looked on a little lost. The training room door opened as Willow popped her head around, "We're ready," she announced.
"This'd better work Red," he warned as he walked past her and lay himself on the table. The others shuffled in with grins on the remaining Scooby's faces. "Come on then haven't got all sodding day," He piped up. Willow sighed and with a nod to Tara they began the spell. The amulet rose above Spike hovering over him. As the chanting continued the room got darker; all the light seemed to be absorbed into the bleached vampire. The chanting continued as the light surrounding him grew brighter. Spike's legs began to shorten and grow more muscular as his torso lengthened. His hair shrank back and his face grew more angular. After a minute the light dimmed allowing the room to return to normal. He sat up catching the amulet as it fell, looking down hesitant he sighed in relief as he realised he was back to normal. Wesley stood there open mouthed as Spike stood up and tossed him the amulet, "thanks for the offer mate, but you ain't my type." He added grinning at the disbelief in the taller man's face.
"Wha…" Wesley asked dumbfounded as he looked to Giles.
"Wesley, meet Spike also known as William the bloody, childe of the scourge of Europe, who I believe you know." He introduced him starting to feel sorry for the ex watcher but enjoying it nonetheless.
"Oh that reminds me, when you get back to see him tell peaches I said hi," the vampire put in enjoying the confusion on their faces.
"Man, I've seen some freaky things, but this…" he shook his head. "Come on English, let's go." He finished dragging Wesley who was staring at the amulet as he followed Gunn out.
The doors to the Hyperion hotel slammed as Wesley stormed in followed by a smiling Gunn. Angel and Cordelia stood in the lobby as the ex_watcher flew past them.
"What's up with him," Cordelia asked. Gunn opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by a glare from Wesley. "Nothing," he conceded. As Wesley walked into his office and locked the door, then something occurred to Gunn, "Is your nickname really peaches?" he asked amusement on his face.
Angel looked at him confused for a second and then growled "Spike,".
The End. ;)
Woo hoo My first ever fanfic is finished. So what did ya all think? THanks for putting up with my poor timing. Ahh well damage's done but I really would love to know waht you thought and thanks to everone who have already reviewed now I have to get to the rest of my stories;)