Thrown to the Wolves
by: Sulkiest Alloy (http://anonymnity.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters, ideas, or places mentioned. All belongs to Joss and his minions.
Setting: Post season 6. Spike returns to Sunnydale. D/S.
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"So, what happened when you left?" An anxious Dawn was asking. She felt so alone over that summer, sure her sister was there, spending a lot of quality time that she enjoyed. But Spike gave her something else. He filled a hole that was in her. She missed seeing him and hearing his slightly humorous English accent.
Spike put the journal back in the drawer. "Well love," Spike started. "It's an interesting story really." Spike was looking for the right words, if Dawn was going to be the first person who knew about Spike, he wanted to have a perfect delivery. "I guess you could say I went... 'soul searching'." Those words seemed to strike a chord in Spike, he didn't know exanctly what she was going to think. "I went to Africa where I met this lovely chap whip glowing green eyes. I said I wanted the chip out of my head, he then told me to pass a test. Well luckily for me, it wasn't written... I fought, I killed, I won. I got what I needed." Spike said, on the trip back home, the idea that his soul was what he really needed weighed heavily on his mind.
"So the chip's out?" Dawn asked, with a hint of panic in her voice.
"No, nibblet." Spike remarked. "Spike's still neutered. But I've got another thing added to me that I didn't ask for."
"What's that?" Dawn asked.
"Well, I seemed to have aquired a soul." Spike said nonchelantly. "Bloody strange, I never knew there could be a more confusing time in my life." He added.
"A soul..." Dawn sat back, trying to imagine Spike with a soul. "So, you're like Angel?" She asked.
"No, at least... I bloody hell hope not. As far as I know, I don't have a curse. Just a permanent soul to carry around."
"Wow..." Dawn said with a smile. "I never thought..." She giggled. "I have to go Spi... er... Do you want me to call you Spike? Or William?" She asked.
"Oh I don't care..." Spike never thought he'd hear the name William again.
"Ok, Spike, I'll be back soon." Dawn got up and ran out. She had the biggest grin on her face. Dawn ran almost the entire way home, she ran into her room, and grabbed her diary.
"Dear diary, you'd never believe what just happened. Spike returned home, with a soul! I never knew the day would come, it seemed like a dream come true. I mean, he is such a hunk, and now that I know he'd never hurt me, I'm thinking about laying it in thick on him. Not in that kinky sex way... but now that you mention it... No, just flirting now. I'm going to go find Buffy, tell her all about it."
Dawn closed the diary and went downstairs. "Buffy?" She yelled.
"I'm in the kitchen!" A voice called back. Buffy was in the kitchen, eating a sandwich.
"Buffy, guess what?" Dawn said, she was almost jumping up and down.
"Did you get a boyfriend?" She asked.
"Better! Spike's in town!" Dawn yelled.
"How's that better... What?!" Buffy snapped. "He's back? Is he in his crypt?" She asked.
"Yea, but Buffy, there's something..." Dawn was interrupted by Buffy running out the back door. Dawn ran after her to catch up.
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Spike was relaxing in his chair, reading a book he brought back with him. Suddenly the door to his crypt flew open, and the sunlight startled him and he fell backwards in the chair.
"Bloody hell!" Spike yelled. "Don't you know how to knock?"
"Spike!" Buffy snapped. "I want you to leave."
"I can't love. I've got plans in Sunnydale." Spike smoothly replied.
"Unless those plans include you bursting into flames, I want you out." Buffy demanded.
"I'm telling you I can't." Spike's tone got darker. Buffy couldn't help but see directly into his eyes. There was something different.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Something's come up, and I think it'd be for the best if I stayed here." Buffy wasn't listening but she couldn't stop starring in his eyes.
"No!" She yelled. "You can't... soul... Impossible!" Buffy took a few steps back. "What? You couldn't think of anything better to do to me than to be like Angel? Did you think I'd sleep with you then?" Buffy asked, just as Dawn walked in.
"Buffy?" She asked.
"Dawn go away." Buffy ordered.
"No nibblet, stay, I want you to hear this." Spike suggested.
Dawn stood in the doorway, not moving. "Buffy, what are you doing?"
"I'm leaving." Buffy said. She turned to the door, "Dawn, are you coming?"
"No Buffy." Dawn replied.
"Fine, but remember, he's an attempted rapist." Buffy pointed out.
"I know." Dawn said, and Buffy walked out the door. "I'm sorry Spike." She said.
"Call me William, love." Spike replied. His head was swirling with thoughts. "The one woman I loved more than life itself, thinks I'm trying to be fake? I'm the same damn man she knew before... I didn't ask for this soul." He sat down in his chair, and Dawn came in and started to run her hands through his hair until he fell asleep.
End Chapter 2
by: Sulkiest Alloy (http://anonymnity.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters, ideas, or places mentioned. All belongs to Joss and his minions.
Setting: Post season 6. Spike returns to Sunnydale. D/S.
* * * * * * * * * *
"So, what happened when you left?" An anxious Dawn was asking. She felt so alone over that summer, sure her sister was there, spending a lot of quality time that she enjoyed. But Spike gave her something else. He filled a hole that was in her. She missed seeing him and hearing his slightly humorous English accent.
Spike put the journal back in the drawer. "Well love," Spike started. "It's an interesting story really." Spike was looking for the right words, if Dawn was going to be the first person who knew about Spike, he wanted to have a perfect delivery. "I guess you could say I went... 'soul searching'." Those words seemed to strike a chord in Spike, he didn't know exanctly what she was going to think. "I went to Africa where I met this lovely chap whip glowing green eyes. I said I wanted the chip out of my head, he then told me to pass a test. Well luckily for me, it wasn't written... I fought, I killed, I won. I got what I needed." Spike said, on the trip back home, the idea that his soul was what he really needed weighed heavily on his mind.
"So the chip's out?" Dawn asked, with a hint of panic in her voice.
"No, nibblet." Spike remarked. "Spike's still neutered. But I've got another thing added to me that I didn't ask for."
"What's that?" Dawn asked.
"Well, I seemed to have aquired a soul." Spike said nonchelantly. "Bloody strange, I never knew there could be a more confusing time in my life." He added.
"A soul..." Dawn sat back, trying to imagine Spike with a soul. "So, you're like Angel?" She asked.
"No, at least... I bloody hell hope not. As far as I know, I don't have a curse. Just a permanent soul to carry around."
"Wow..." Dawn said with a smile. "I never thought..." She giggled. "I have to go Spi... er... Do you want me to call you Spike? Or William?" She asked.
"Oh I don't care..." Spike never thought he'd hear the name William again.
"Ok, Spike, I'll be back soon." Dawn got up and ran out. She had the biggest grin on her face. Dawn ran almost the entire way home, she ran into her room, and grabbed her diary.
"Dear diary, you'd never believe what just happened. Spike returned home, with a soul! I never knew the day would come, it seemed like a dream come true. I mean, he is such a hunk, and now that I know he'd never hurt me, I'm thinking about laying it in thick on him. Not in that kinky sex way... but now that you mention it... No, just flirting now. I'm going to go find Buffy, tell her all about it."
Dawn closed the diary and went downstairs. "Buffy?" She yelled.
"I'm in the kitchen!" A voice called back. Buffy was in the kitchen, eating a sandwich.
"Buffy, guess what?" Dawn said, she was almost jumping up and down.
"Did you get a boyfriend?" She asked.
"Better! Spike's in town!" Dawn yelled.
"How's that better... What?!" Buffy snapped. "He's back? Is he in his crypt?" She asked.
"Yea, but Buffy, there's something..." Dawn was interrupted by Buffy running out the back door. Dawn ran after her to catch up.
* * * * * * * * * *
Spike was relaxing in his chair, reading a book he brought back with him. Suddenly the door to his crypt flew open, and the sunlight startled him and he fell backwards in the chair.
"Bloody hell!" Spike yelled. "Don't you know how to knock?"
"Spike!" Buffy snapped. "I want you to leave."
"I can't love. I've got plans in Sunnydale." Spike smoothly replied.
"Unless those plans include you bursting into flames, I want you out." Buffy demanded.
"I'm telling you I can't." Spike's tone got darker. Buffy couldn't help but see directly into his eyes. There was something different.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Something's come up, and I think it'd be for the best if I stayed here." Buffy wasn't listening but she couldn't stop starring in his eyes.
"No!" She yelled. "You can't... soul... Impossible!" Buffy took a few steps back. "What? You couldn't think of anything better to do to me than to be like Angel? Did you think I'd sleep with you then?" Buffy asked, just as Dawn walked in.
"Buffy?" She asked.
"Dawn go away." Buffy ordered.
"No nibblet, stay, I want you to hear this." Spike suggested.
Dawn stood in the doorway, not moving. "Buffy, what are you doing?"
"I'm leaving." Buffy said. She turned to the door, "Dawn, are you coming?"
"No Buffy." Dawn replied.
"Fine, but remember, he's an attempted rapist." Buffy pointed out.
"I know." Dawn said, and Buffy walked out the door. "I'm sorry Spike." She said.
"Call me William, love." Spike replied. His head was swirling with thoughts. "The one woman I loved more than life itself, thinks I'm trying to be fake? I'm the same damn man she knew before... I didn't ask for this soul." He sat down in his chair, and Dawn came in and started to run her hands through his hair until he fell asleep.
End Chapter 2