1 Entry #29
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My grip on the twelve white Calla lilies tightened as soon as I heard the opening bars of the ageless march. The church was filled beyond capacity. As I made my way to the altar, I caught a glimpse of my mother, Willow, Xander and Tara. Their smiles reflected my own.
And that of my groom, waiting for me just a few steps away. He was handsome in his dove-gray suit but it was his eyes that made my heartbeat quicken. They shone sapphire blue with hope-filled adoration. In those eyes was the knowledge that no matter what happened we will always be together.
**** End of dream sequence (and yes this is supposed to mirror the B/A scene in season three. A bit of foreshadowing if you will***
His face hovered over mine when I finally came to. The blue eyes were anxious but no longer bruised-looking. His lips had a healthy pink color to them. It seemed like my last-ditch effort had paid off. Thank God.
My voice did not cooperate so I signaled for the bottle of vegetable juice that I had left on the dresser. He quickly retrieved it and moved it to my lips. I felt my strength returning as the thick liquid entered my body. I disliked V8 but it was a quick pick-me-up and I needed to be at full strength.
After draining the can, I was able to sit up. I wobbled a bit but he kept me from falling. We sat silently for a few minutes. Each of us was still gripped by what we had just shared.
I looked down at my blood-soaked shirt. My self-inflicted gash had already begun to scab over. I touched it gingerly so as not to reopen it.
"Why?" He whispered softly.
"It was the only way. We have to go into the Initiative complex to deactivate the chip and you weren't strong enough to do so"
"You have no concept of the risk you just put yourself to. You could have died! I could have killed you" he was frantic.
"But you didn't. And you don't have to feel guilty about it either. I did not even give you a choice"
"Never do that again. Ever" he got to his feet after saying this. I bristled at the clear warning. Where was this coming from?
I looked up at him and marveled at the changes. He seemed darker, more powerful. It was as if the blood had not only restored his health but also his very essence. I struggled to get up and he offered me his hand. I just looked at it and got up under my own volition.
He smiled and even his smile had a dangerous edge to it that I had never seen before. Face to face I tried to catalogue the transformation. His posture was that of a smug, confident predator. The head was carried in a proud manner that I had never associated with him before. This wasn't my sweet and vulnerable William. This was someone else.
But then his eyes met mine once more and underneath all that newly found confidence there was something more tangible. It reassured me and I let go of the breath I did not realize that I was holding.
Love. It was still there.
I kissed him and was pleased to taste myself in him. A part of me now flowed through his veins. His kiss was still the same. Maybe a bit more heated.
I had to pull away before this escalated any further. I wanted to make love to this wild stranger who was still my William at heart. But our time was up.
"We have get ready"
A few more quick kisses and I led him to the kitchen and to Xander's gift.
He fingered the black Initiative uniform. It was obvious that if held many terrible memories. I touched his hand.
"William?"
One last fragile moment. "I'm alright. It's fine" he shook his pained expression away and the cockiness settled in once more.
"One thing though luv."
"What?"
"Call me Spike"
***
12:56 am.
Joyce Summer's black SUV made its way to the Initiative complex. The red beam stretching across the main entrance gate would scan its bar-coded parking sticker. If everything went according to plan the gate would lift and the two guards standing to the sides would motion us to pass through. If not the guards would stop us and very likely arrest us for attempted trespass and impersonating Initiative members.
I held my breath as the red beam analyzed the tiny black lines. The guard on the left looked at the computer screen that was mounted on a pole before him. He nodded to his partner and waved us in.
I returned his wave and drove inside and into the heart of the Initiative with Spike by my side.
TBC.
Author's note: Just to clear things up a little, Spike did not bite Buffy as much as just take what she was offering (she slashed her own neck). Hence there was no intent to hurt so no activation of the chip. Also, I apologize for the shortness of the chapters but with work, family and boyfriend my time is limited (I am also studying for my GRE so I can begin grad work). I'll just try to post more often. Keep the reviews coming. Let me know if I am foreshadowing properly.
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My grip on the twelve white Calla lilies tightened as soon as I heard the opening bars of the ageless march. The church was filled beyond capacity. As I made my way to the altar, I caught a glimpse of my mother, Willow, Xander and Tara. Their smiles reflected my own.
And that of my groom, waiting for me just a few steps away. He was handsome in his dove-gray suit but it was his eyes that made my heartbeat quicken. They shone sapphire blue with hope-filled adoration. In those eyes was the knowledge that no matter what happened we will always be together.
**** End of dream sequence (and yes this is supposed to mirror the B/A scene in season three. A bit of foreshadowing if you will***
His face hovered over mine when I finally came to. The blue eyes were anxious but no longer bruised-looking. His lips had a healthy pink color to them. It seemed like my last-ditch effort had paid off. Thank God.
My voice did not cooperate so I signaled for the bottle of vegetable juice that I had left on the dresser. He quickly retrieved it and moved it to my lips. I felt my strength returning as the thick liquid entered my body. I disliked V8 but it was a quick pick-me-up and I needed to be at full strength.
After draining the can, I was able to sit up. I wobbled a bit but he kept me from falling. We sat silently for a few minutes. Each of us was still gripped by what we had just shared.
I looked down at my blood-soaked shirt. My self-inflicted gash had already begun to scab over. I touched it gingerly so as not to reopen it.
"Why?" He whispered softly.
"It was the only way. We have to go into the Initiative complex to deactivate the chip and you weren't strong enough to do so"
"You have no concept of the risk you just put yourself to. You could have died! I could have killed you" he was frantic.
"But you didn't. And you don't have to feel guilty about it either. I did not even give you a choice"
"Never do that again. Ever" he got to his feet after saying this. I bristled at the clear warning. Where was this coming from?
I looked up at him and marveled at the changes. He seemed darker, more powerful. It was as if the blood had not only restored his health but also his very essence. I struggled to get up and he offered me his hand. I just looked at it and got up under my own volition.
He smiled and even his smile had a dangerous edge to it that I had never seen before. Face to face I tried to catalogue the transformation. His posture was that of a smug, confident predator. The head was carried in a proud manner that I had never associated with him before. This wasn't my sweet and vulnerable William. This was someone else.
But then his eyes met mine once more and underneath all that newly found confidence there was something more tangible. It reassured me and I let go of the breath I did not realize that I was holding.
Love. It was still there.
I kissed him and was pleased to taste myself in him. A part of me now flowed through his veins. His kiss was still the same. Maybe a bit more heated.
I had to pull away before this escalated any further. I wanted to make love to this wild stranger who was still my William at heart. But our time was up.
"We have get ready"
A few more quick kisses and I led him to the kitchen and to Xander's gift.
He fingered the black Initiative uniform. It was obvious that if held many terrible memories. I touched his hand.
"William?"
One last fragile moment. "I'm alright. It's fine" he shook his pained expression away and the cockiness settled in once more.
"One thing though luv."
"What?"
"Call me Spike"
***
12:56 am.
Joyce Summer's black SUV made its way to the Initiative complex. The red beam stretching across the main entrance gate would scan its bar-coded parking sticker. If everything went according to plan the gate would lift and the two guards standing to the sides would motion us to pass through. If not the guards would stop us and very likely arrest us for attempted trespass and impersonating Initiative members.
I held my breath as the red beam analyzed the tiny black lines. The guard on the left looked at the computer screen that was mounted on a pole before him. He nodded to his partner and waved us in.
I returned his wave and drove inside and into the heart of the Initiative with Spike by my side.
TBC.
Author's note: Just to clear things up a little, Spike did not bite Buffy as much as just take what she was offering (she slashed her own neck). Hence there was no intent to hurt so no activation of the chip. Also, I apologize for the shortness of the chapters but with work, family and boyfriend my time is limited (I am also studying for my GRE so I can begin grad work). I'll just try to post more often. Keep the reviews coming. Let me know if I am foreshadowing properly.