Chapter 5: Back to the tub
"What the Bloody Hell is going on down here?", Giles hollered back as he
came racing down the stairs, flipping on the light switch in the process.
Giles came to a screeching stop as he saw the tangled mess of Spike and the
chair along with half the stuff from the desktop.
"What did you think was going on? I was bloody well trying to escape.", Spike said. Despite himself Giles had a bemused smile on his face as he walked over to Spike. "Don't just stand there smirking at me Watcher help me up!", Spike demanded indignantly.
"Oh sorry Spike.", Giles said as he bent over and extracted the chair from Spike and the chains. Once he had the chair standing up he reached down and pulled Spike up and into the chair. "Just what were you trying to accomplish?", Giles asked glancing over to the desk.
"I was trying to get that bloody key." Spike said looking at the sodden key where he had dropped it. "Why in the bloody hell do they have to put chairs on wheels anyway?" Spike asked looking up at Giles. When he did he saw that Giles was nearly laughing. "You find this really amusing do you?"
Giles went over and picked up the key that Spike had tried so hard to get. "No, no.it's just that this isn't the key to the chains Spike it's the key to my desk drawers." Giles was snickering out loud now and Spike was fighting hard to keep from vamping out and biting him despite the pain it would cause. Giles sobered up when he saw the evil look that Spike was giving him, "The key is upstairs Spike. Did you really think I would leave it out in easy reach?"
"You call that easy. Bloody hell, all this for nothing!" Spike said looking very disgusted with himself.
"Why did you try to escape? Where were you going to go?" Giles asked genuinely curious.
"I didn't care where I was going so long as it was away from here. I was bored out of my mind just sitting there. What did you expect me to do? You chain a vampire up for the night with nothing to do but look at the damn walls." Spike said in frustration. The Watcher should have known better he was supposed to be an expert on vampires. "It was cruel!"
"Right and we mustn't be cruel to vampires!" Giles was amused again but also tired and he wanted to get back to his bed. Spike just glared at him. "If you don't fight me getting you back to the tub Spike I'll bring my telly in there so you can watch it. Would that relieve your boredom enough to let me get some sleep?"
"It would help." Spike said with an unconvincing shrug. "Guess I don't have a choice. You sure you won't let me go?" Spike asked looking up at Giles with little hope.
"To quote Buffy here", Giles said, "It's not going to happen."
Giles walked over beside Spike and put his hand under Spikes elbow. "Let's go." Giles said but Spike made no move to rise. He looked over his shoulder at the Watcher.
"I'm not walking back there in these chains." He knew how undignified he looked getting here, had someone been there to see him and he wasn't going to have a repeat for those that missed the show. "It took Bloody forever to get this far and not going back like that." While Giles chewed that over Spike bent forward and smoothed his hair back then looked back up at the Watcher.
Giles looked conflicted about what to do with him. He looked upstairs to where the key was and then looked towards the hall to the bathroom and finally back at Spike. He glanced down at Spike's feet as though he was trying to determine how long it would take Spike to walk down the hall with such a sort chain between his feet. "Stay there Spike. I'll be right back." Giles said as he headed up the stairs.
"Right, where would I go?"
Giles quickly came back with the key and moved to stand in front of Spike. He held up the key in one hand for Spike to see. "Ok Spike I'll take one of the cuffs off your ankle, you'll be able to walk but if you give me any problems." Giles held up his other hand which contained a cross, ".and you'll force me to use this."
Spike looked at the cross and shrugged. "Just what kind of trouble do you think I could give you Giles? My hands are chained and I can't bite.I could maybe spit on you."
Giles thought about this for a second. "Well I'd appreciate you not doing that either." Giles said as he raised his eyebrows at Spike. Spike just huffed and rolled his eyes. He had no intention of spitting on the watcher it wasn't his style and besides it wouldn't accomplish anything. Giles bent down and un-cuffed one of Spike's feet and then stood back.
Spike stood up and turned to walk down the hallway. He's first few steps dragged the loose cuff across the floor so he held his hands a little higher to lift it off the floor. Giles appreciate him not scrapping up his floor. "Thank you Spike." he said. "For not scratching up my floor."
"I may be a vampire but I'm not uncivilized." Spike responded reproachfully.
Spike didn't give Giles any trouble as he walked to the bathroom with Giles a couple of feet behind. When Spike reached the tub he realized how very unhappy he was at being back in this room. "Well nothing to be done about it I suppose." He said as he stepped into the tub. "Pardon?" Giles asked. Spike turned to face him. "What? Oh, nothing I was just talking to myself."
"Fine then go ahead and sit down", Giles said as he gestured towards the tub with one hand and looked around the floor of the bathroom. He glanced at the blanket on the floor and surmised how Spike might have used it. He also looked at the left over chains and locks that Buffy had left when she had chained him up. Spike positioned the pillow and sat down on it and waited for Giles to come and reattach the cuff.
As Giles walked over to the tub his foot got caught in a fold of the blanket and he stumbled a little. In the process of righting himself he dropped the cross- right on top of Spike. It landed in the middle of his stomach. Spike jumped and then tensed as he jerked his bare hands and arms away from the cross. "Hey! Be careful with that bloody thing!" Spike hollered quite irritably.
Giles ignored him as he bent over and reattached the cuff to Spike's ankle. Only after it was secured did Giles reach over and retrieve the cross. Spike gave him a glare and then shook his head as he relaxed. "You going to get the telly now?" Spike asked.
"Not yet. I think I need a little more than your assurance that you won't do this again." Giles bent down and picked up the longest chain in the pile and started to attach the chain to one of the legs of the tub. Spike curious about what he was doing strained his head over the tub and watched him. He said nothing because he knew it wouldn't do any good. Whatever Giles was going to do he was going to do and no amount of talking was going to change that. Giles finished attaching the chain to the tub and brought the other end up over the tub. He had hoped it would reach Spike's feet but the chain wasn't long enough. He only had one lock left so he couldn't lock two chains together. Not one to be defeated. "Spike raise your feet up here," he said pointing to the faucet.
"Great!" Spike said sarcastically, "that will be real comfortable." He didn't like it but he raised his feet.
"You should have thought about that before you tried to escape and trashed half of my living room in the process." Giles locked the end of the chain to the chain link between Spike's feet. It barely reached. Giles was fairly confident now that Spike wasn't going anywhere. Spike on the other hand was sure he wasn't going anywhere and he was suitably miserable about it.
Giles got up and head towards the door. "You are going to get the telly, right?" Spike asked after him.
"I'm going now!" Giles said with some irritation. "Will you just relax." Giles said as he left the room.
"Just relax", Spike said sarcastically imitating Giles tone. "Like to see him chained up in a bloody bathtub and be relaxed." Spike was getting tired now and he thought that he might finally be able to sleep. He was uncomfortable but the useless escape attempt had zapped his energy enough that he was sleepy and besides it was close to sunrise now. Giles returned with a small TV and set it on a shelf facing Spike.
"Ok Spike what station do you want me to put it on before I go to bed?" Giles asked as he was plugging it in.
"I don't really want to watch the telly now Rupert, I think I will just go to sleep." Spike said with a dramatic but useless yawn.
"Bloody Hell Spike!" Giles wasn't going to deal with him anymore this night. He had had enough! "I'm going to bed and if you know what's good for you, you won't wake me again." Giles pulled the shower curtain closed in Spike's face, grabbed the blanket off the floor and stormed out of the room.
Spike started to say something to him about the blanket but thought better of it. No point in being killed over a blanket and besides he had a telly now which was even better. He could watch Passions in the morning. He was, for some reason, contented so he lay back, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
He was in fact asleep a good while before Giles was. Giles, fuming over Spike's behavior, tossed and turned for more than an hour before he too finally slept.
"What did you think was going on? I was bloody well trying to escape.", Spike said. Despite himself Giles had a bemused smile on his face as he walked over to Spike. "Don't just stand there smirking at me Watcher help me up!", Spike demanded indignantly.
"Oh sorry Spike.", Giles said as he bent over and extracted the chair from Spike and the chains. Once he had the chair standing up he reached down and pulled Spike up and into the chair. "Just what were you trying to accomplish?", Giles asked glancing over to the desk.
"I was trying to get that bloody key." Spike said looking at the sodden key where he had dropped it. "Why in the bloody hell do they have to put chairs on wheels anyway?" Spike asked looking up at Giles. When he did he saw that Giles was nearly laughing. "You find this really amusing do you?"
Giles went over and picked up the key that Spike had tried so hard to get. "No, no.it's just that this isn't the key to the chains Spike it's the key to my desk drawers." Giles was snickering out loud now and Spike was fighting hard to keep from vamping out and biting him despite the pain it would cause. Giles sobered up when he saw the evil look that Spike was giving him, "The key is upstairs Spike. Did you really think I would leave it out in easy reach?"
"You call that easy. Bloody hell, all this for nothing!" Spike said looking very disgusted with himself.
"Why did you try to escape? Where were you going to go?" Giles asked genuinely curious.
"I didn't care where I was going so long as it was away from here. I was bored out of my mind just sitting there. What did you expect me to do? You chain a vampire up for the night with nothing to do but look at the damn walls." Spike said in frustration. The Watcher should have known better he was supposed to be an expert on vampires. "It was cruel!"
"Right and we mustn't be cruel to vampires!" Giles was amused again but also tired and he wanted to get back to his bed. Spike just glared at him. "If you don't fight me getting you back to the tub Spike I'll bring my telly in there so you can watch it. Would that relieve your boredom enough to let me get some sleep?"
"It would help." Spike said with an unconvincing shrug. "Guess I don't have a choice. You sure you won't let me go?" Spike asked looking up at Giles with little hope.
"To quote Buffy here", Giles said, "It's not going to happen."
Giles walked over beside Spike and put his hand under Spikes elbow. "Let's go." Giles said but Spike made no move to rise. He looked over his shoulder at the Watcher.
"I'm not walking back there in these chains." He knew how undignified he looked getting here, had someone been there to see him and he wasn't going to have a repeat for those that missed the show. "It took Bloody forever to get this far and not going back like that." While Giles chewed that over Spike bent forward and smoothed his hair back then looked back up at the Watcher.
Giles looked conflicted about what to do with him. He looked upstairs to where the key was and then looked towards the hall to the bathroom and finally back at Spike. He glanced down at Spike's feet as though he was trying to determine how long it would take Spike to walk down the hall with such a sort chain between his feet. "Stay there Spike. I'll be right back." Giles said as he headed up the stairs.
"Right, where would I go?"
Giles quickly came back with the key and moved to stand in front of Spike. He held up the key in one hand for Spike to see. "Ok Spike I'll take one of the cuffs off your ankle, you'll be able to walk but if you give me any problems." Giles held up his other hand which contained a cross, ".and you'll force me to use this."
Spike looked at the cross and shrugged. "Just what kind of trouble do you think I could give you Giles? My hands are chained and I can't bite.I could maybe spit on you."
Giles thought about this for a second. "Well I'd appreciate you not doing that either." Giles said as he raised his eyebrows at Spike. Spike just huffed and rolled his eyes. He had no intention of spitting on the watcher it wasn't his style and besides it wouldn't accomplish anything. Giles bent down and un-cuffed one of Spike's feet and then stood back.
Spike stood up and turned to walk down the hallway. He's first few steps dragged the loose cuff across the floor so he held his hands a little higher to lift it off the floor. Giles appreciate him not scrapping up his floor. "Thank you Spike." he said. "For not scratching up my floor."
"I may be a vampire but I'm not uncivilized." Spike responded reproachfully.
Spike didn't give Giles any trouble as he walked to the bathroom with Giles a couple of feet behind. When Spike reached the tub he realized how very unhappy he was at being back in this room. "Well nothing to be done about it I suppose." He said as he stepped into the tub. "Pardon?" Giles asked. Spike turned to face him. "What? Oh, nothing I was just talking to myself."
"Fine then go ahead and sit down", Giles said as he gestured towards the tub with one hand and looked around the floor of the bathroom. He glanced at the blanket on the floor and surmised how Spike might have used it. He also looked at the left over chains and locks that Buffy had left when she had chained him up. Spike positioned the pillow and sat down on it and waited for Giles to come and reattach the cuff.
As Giles walked over to the tub his foot got caught in a fold of the blanket and he stumbled a little. In the process of righting himself he dropped the cross- right on top of Spike. It landed in the middle of his stomach. Spike jumped and then tensed as he jerked his bare hands and arms away from the cross. "Hey! Be careful with that bloody thing!" Spike hollered quite irritably.
Giles ignored him as he bent over and reattached the cuff to Spike's ankle. Only after it was secured did Giles reach over and retrieve the cross. Spike gave him a glare and then shook his head as he relaxed. "You going to get the telly now?" Spike asked.
"Not yet. I think I need a little more than your assurance that you won't do this again." Giles bent down and picked up the longest chain in the pile and started to attach the chain to one of the legs of the tub. Spike curious about what he was doing strained his head over the tub and watched him. He said nothing because he knew it wouldn't do any good. Whatever Giles was going to do he was going to do and no amount of talking was going to change that. Giles finished attaching the chain to the tub and brought the other end up over the tub. He had hoped it would reach Spike's feet but the chain wasn't long enough. He only had one lock left so he couldn't lock two chains together. Not one to be defeated. "Spike raise your feet up here," he said pointing to the faucet.
"Great!" Spike said sarcastically, "that will be real comfortable." He didn't like it but he raised his feet.
"You should have thought about that before you tried to escape and trashed half of my living room in the process." Giles locked the end of the chain to the chain link between Spike's feet. It barely reached. Giles was fairly confident now that Spike wasn't going anywhere. Spike on the other hand was sure he wasn't going anywhere and he was suitably miserable about it.
Giles got up and head towards the door. "You are going to get the telly, right?" Spike asked after him.
"I'm going now!" Giles said with some irritation. "Will you just relax." Giles said as he left the room.
"Just relax", Spike said sarcastically imitating Giles tone. "Like to see him chained up in a bloody bathtub and be relaxed." Spike was getting tired now and he thought that he might finally be able to sleep. He was uncomfortable but the useless escape attempt had zapped his energy enough that he was sleepy and besides it was close to sunrise now. Giles returned with a small TV and set it on a shelf facing Spike.
"Ok Spike what station do you want me to put it on before I go to bed?" Giles asked as he was plugging it in.
"I don't really want to watch the telly now Rupert, I think I will just go to sleep." Spike said with a dramatic but useless yawn.
"Bloody Hell Spike!" Giles wasn't going to deal with him anymore this night. He had had enough! "I'm going to bed and if you know what's good for you, you won't wake me again." Giles pulled the shower curtain closed in Spike's face, grabbed the blanket off the floor and stormed out of the room.
Spike started to say something to him about the blanket but thought better of it. No point in being killed over a blanket and besides he had a telly now which was even better. He could watch Passions in the morning. He was, for some reason, contented so he lay back, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
He was in fact asleep a good while before Giles was. Giles, fuming over Spike's behavior, tossed and turned for more than an hour before he too finally slept.