Title: WRECK
Synopsis: Buffy fights her attraction towards Spike. A post-"Wrecked" episode fanfic.
Rating: G
Date Written: Wednesday, 21 December, 2001
Author: The Resident Vampyr © 2001.
Note: Wreck is the 8th of a series of post-episode fanfictions based on Buffy, the Vampire Slayer season 6 episodes. I will try to write a short, mostly Spike/Buffy story every week for the entire season. Again, these are pure speculations. I don't read spoilers no early bird review. Let me know what you think.
Credits: Buffy the Vampire Slayer is the property of Joss Whedon and the powers that be. Partial lines from 'Wrecked'.
Characters: Buffy Spike


"You felt something last night ..." - Spike to Buffy

"It will keep me safe. It will keep me safe," Buffy recited over and over again trying to psyche herself. With knees drawn up her chest, she looked around her bedroom checking for any sign of an intruder. Nothing.

"It will keep me safe..."

Buffy tentatively closed her eyes, still gripping a cross nervously. Her mind travelled back earlier that night when she visited Spike in his crypt, looking for answers about a certain warlock.

"Spike!" she yelled, "I need your help," she continued with a familiar greeting.

Buffy paused. Spike was sleeping. She slowly approached his bed, careful not to disturb him. Spike drew a deep breath and occasionally murmured something, a sure sign that he was dreaming. Buffy moved in closer, unconsciously staring at the half naked vampire; only a thin sheet covered his body. Still, she can see the tense muscles underneath it.

"Ughn..." Spike reflexed, "...can't bite... Buffy," he involutarily said.

Even in his dreams, Buffy reflected a minute or two, even if he had the chance. Buffy extended her hand towards his face and attempted to soothe him. Yet, she found herself unable to do so. This was a mistake. Going here was a mistake.

It dawned upon her that no matter what happened, she cannot bring herself to admit that she felt something that night. Spike was just convenient, she kept telling herself. What happened wasn't real. She was just acting on impulse. It didn't mean anything. Her heart beat faster, afraid that he would woke up and see her trembling.

Buffy began to step back away from him. There can never be any future for them. None.

Spike was right. He did got his stones back, more than he'll ever know, Buffy thought. She continued to step backwards until she bumped into a table near the bed which was filled with candles. One pillar candle fell to the floor. Buffy picked it up, looked at it for a few seconds, and threw it at Spike.

"God, do you sleep through anything? I was like yelling, and nothing," Buffy said trying to mask her feelings. Spike came to his senses and leered at her. That same attitude made her to become attracted to him. She knew it was dark, but its darkness made her vulnerable. It made her feel alive. It made her want to live again.


***

"I love you," Spike glanced at her, "You know it."

"No!" Buffy found herself alone in her bedroom, still gripping a cross. "No..." she continued shaking her head. "I can't... love you..."


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