Pain
This chapter was done By my friend slayer.. We both are working on this story! I hope you like!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character.. but We both want spike! Teehehe!
They stood there kissing, rain falling down their cheeks. Xander burst
through the backdoor of the Bronze.
"What was Buffy's deal back there, we need to find her" He pulled his jacket closer to him and stared into the
dark. He could barley make out two images. One looked like Spike and
the other
"BUFFYY!!" Willow exclaimed. Buffy quickly pulled herself from
Spike and
backed away from her friends. "Buffy what are u doing with HIM,"
Xander
hissed while glaring at Spikes image. Wait a second, this can't be
Buffy,
it's got to be one of Spike's new projects, he thought with relief. Or
is it?
"Bloody hell', you're not her boyfriend so why do you care?" Spike
spat back
advancing towards him. "I care because she is my friend and besides
you
couldn't get with the real Buffy unless she was drugged or a robot,
dead
boy," He walked over and stood in front of Spike. "Besides, what are u
going
to do to me? Oh yeah, I forgot you can't do anything to me Spikey's
been
neutered," he laughed and glanced at a worried Willow. "Yeah, you're
laughing
now, but if I recall right when I didn't have this chip in my head you
whimpered like a bleedin'puppy when you heard my name," He wanted to
tell
Xander that it WAS the real Buffy, but he decided that was her choice,
not
his. He smirked then walked
over to Buffy, ignoring Willow and Xander. "Pet, I'm leaving now, you
know
where to find me," he turned back and growled at Xander as he strode
back
towards his crypt, his duster flowing behind him
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Buffy bit her lip and looked sadly at Willow. Xander, he would never
understand, but Willow she could always count on Will she thought.
Xander
just stood there in shock not really knowing what to say. "Buffy is it
you?"
he looked up at her with hopeful eyes. "I-its me," she said with a
sigh.
Without another word she began walking toward her home, leaving a
soaked
Xander and Willow looking at the ground in disbelief.
"H-h-hi guys," Tara said walking over to them. She smoothed her
shirt
nervously "D-d-don't you think we should go inside?" She asked because
she
could see everyone, including herself was shivering from the cold rain.
Willow patted Xander on the back and grabbed Tara's hand, leading her
back
into the Bronze. Xander remembered that Anya was sitting inside and he
figured he should get back to her, so he reluctantly followed. "What's
wrong
Xander?" Anya asked enthusiastically while jumping into his arms." Do
you
want to have sex to make it better?" Xander plopped into the nearest
chair
and looked at his girlfriend.
"Buffy Spike together," he managed to get out. "Oh so they are
screwing,"
Anya said
flatly. Tara cleared her throat at the remark and looked at Willow.
"Ah, Anh
please, I really don't need that picture in my head until I die, thanks
anyway!" Willow gave him a weary smile and looked Tara. "Can we go back
to
your place? The mood is kinda dead for Bronzin'" she sighed and looked
around. "Um, y-y-ah lets go," Willow kissed Xander on the cheek and
walked
out with Tara. "You, know I think they have the right idea," Anya
grabbed
the still-in-shock Xander and led him out the Bronze.
Even with her slayer strength, Buff was passed the many graves in one
of the
Sunnydale
Cemetery, she had changed her mind so tired she could barley walk. The
rain
was really getting to her. Her mind raced as she about going home. She
reached the front of the stone crypt and slowly opened the door. Spike
was
lying on his bed, she wasn't sure if he was sleeping or not. Probably
not she
thought. Spike had subconsciously heard Buffy coming at least twenty
yards
away, but he was so consumed in thinking he didn't really realize it
until
she was actually in his crypt. He quickly stood up and looked at her
with
mixed feelings and he was unsure of what to do.
Her hair was wet and matted from the rain and her makeup running, but
she
still looked beautiful to him. Buffy saw him looking at her and she
wiped her
eyes, barley holding back tears. "I'm sorry," she said not really
knowing
what she was apologizing for. "Shh, luv, it's okay," he whispered. She
stepped shakily over to him and he pulled her into his arms.
This chapter was done By my friend slayer.. We both are working on this story! I hope you like!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character.. but We both want spike! Teehehe!
They stood there kissing, rain falling down their cheeks. Xander burst
through the backdoor of the Bronze.
"What was Buffy's deal back there, we need to find her" He pulled his jacket closer to him and stared into the
dark. He could barley make out two images. One looked like Spike and
the other
"BUFFYY!!" Willow exclaimed. Buffy quickly pulled herself from
Spike and
backed away from her friends. "Buffy what are u doing with HIM,"
Xander
hissed while glaring at Spikes image. Wait a second, this can't be
Buffy,
it's got to be one of Spike's new projects, he thought with relief. Or
is it?
"Bloody hell', you're not her boyfriend so why do you care?" Spike
spat back
advancing towards him. "I care because she is my friend and besides
you
couldn't get with the real Buffy unless she was drugged or a robot,
dead
boy," He walked over and stood in front of Spike. "Besides, what are u
going
to do to me? Oh yeah, I forgot you can't do anything to me Spikey's
been
neutered," he laughed and glanced at a worried Willow. "Yeah, you're
laughing
now, but if I recall right when I didn't have this chip in my head you
whimpered like a bleedin'puppy when you heard my name," He wanted to
tell
Xander that it WAS the real Buffy, but he decided that was her choice,
not
his. He smirked then walked
over to Buffy, ignoring Willow and Xander. "Pet, I'm leaving now, you
know
where to find me," he turned back and growled at Xander as he strode
back
towards his crypt, his duster flowing behind him
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Buffy bit her lip and looked sadly at Willow. Xander, he would never
understand, but Willow she could always count on Will she thought.
Xander
just stood there in shock not really knowing what to say. "Buffy is it
you?"
he looked up at her with hopeful eyes. "I-its me," she said with a
sigh.
Without another word she began walking toward her home, leaving a
soaked
Xander and Willow looking at the ground in disbelief.
"H-h-hi guys," Tara said walking over to them. She smoothed her
shirt
nervously "D-d-don't you think we should go inside?" She asked because
she
could see everyone, including herself was shivering from the cold rain.
Willow patted Xander on the back and grabbed Tara's hand, leading her
back
into the Bronze. Xander remembered that Anya was sitting inside and he
figured he should get back to her, so he reluctantly followed. "What's
wrong
Xander?" Anya asked enthusiastically while jumping into his arms." Do
you
want to have sex to make it better?" Xander plopped into the nearest
chair
and looked at his girlfriend.
"Buffy Spike together," he managed to get out. "Oh so they are
screwing,"
Anya said
flatly. Tara cleared her throat at the remark and looked at Willow.
"Ah, Anh
please, I really don't need that picture in my head until I die, thanks
anyway!" Willow gave him a weary smile and looked Tara. "Can we go back
to
your place? The mood is kinda dead for Bronzin'" she sighed and looked
around. "Um, y-y-ah lets go," Willow kissed Xander on the cheek and
walked
out with Tara. "You, know I think they have the right idea," Anya
grabbed
the still-in-shock Xander and led him out the Bronze.
Even with her slayer strength, Buff was passed the many graves in one
of the
Sunnydale
Cemetery, she had changed her mind so tired she could barley walk. The
rain
was really getting to her. Her mind raced as she about going home. She
reached the front of the stone crypt and slowly opened the door. Spike
was
lying on his bed, she wasn't sure if he was sleeping or not. Probably
not she
thought. Spike had subconsciously heard Buffy coming at least twenty
yards
away, but he was so consumed in thinking he didn't really realize it
until
she was actually in his crypt. He quickly stood up and looked at her
with
mixed feelings and he was unsure of what to do.
Her hair was wet and matted from the rain and her makeup running, but
she
still looked beautiful to him. Buffy saw him looking at her and she
wiped her
eyes, barley holding back tears. "I'm sorry," she said not really
knowing
what she was apologizing for. "Shh, luv, it's okay," he whispered. She
stepped shakily over to him and he pulled her into his arms.
