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..."
***
next post-episode#9
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