Summary/Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
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Chapter 8.
Spike woke early on Wednesday. Yesterday had been the last of the days he had convinced the school to let Dawn have off so today, and every day for the foreseeable future, it would just be Spike and Buffy in the house during the day.
Spike was having difficulty thinking of things to keep Buffy occupied. He couldn't exactly take her for a noontime stroll down to the park.
It was this thought that got Spike thinking of something that may be a problem. Buffy knew who he was but did she know what he was? Did she have any idea that he was a vampire? He had drank blood in front of her but that was in a mug and in her current state he had no way of knowing if she knew it was actually blood he was drinking.
He decided it would be best to ask her about it and if she didn't know then he would have to come out and tell her and hope it didn't frighten her. He figured it was for the best that she knew, he didn't want to get angry or fight some demon and vamp out and scare her. At least if she knew and she saw him vamp then it wouldn't be such a shock.
***** After Dawn had dressed Buffy and got herself ready for school it was time for her to leave. This left Spike to get Buffy some breakfast. He decided to put off the conversation about exactly what he was until Buffy had eaten so that he would have her full attention.
Buffy sat at the kitchen counter watching Spike as he rummaged through the cupboards looking for something for her to eat.
"Here we go luv," he said at last. "Pop Tarts. Wouldn't say they were food but its the best we've got that I can make." He put two of the Pop Tarts in the toaster and warmed himself up a mug of blood in the microwave as he waited for them to heat up. When they were done he took a plate out of the cupboard, placed the Tarts onto it and gave them to Buffy. He took his blood out of the microwave and slowly sipped it.
Buffy ate in silence but once again tried to offer Spike some of her food when she saw he was not eating anything. This went some way in confirming in Spike's mind that Buffy really didn't know he was a vampire.
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Spike let Buffy play with her toys while he sat on the sofa thinking of the best way to explain to Buffy that he was a vampire without scaring her. He finally decided the only way to do it was just to sit down and tell her.
"Buffy, come sit up here luv." He motioned for Buffy to sit next to him on the couch. She put sown the pony she was playing with, got off the floor and sat beside him. "Pet, I need to ask you a question, is that all right?" She nodded. "Do you know what I am?" Buffy looked confused.
"Spike."
"That's not what I meant luv. I'm going to show you something and I don't want you to be afraid all right, I'll not hurt you." He turned away from here for a few seconds and when he turned back his human face had disappeared to be replaced by his demon visage.
Buffy's eyes went wide at seeing his vampire face but she didn't cower or appear frightened or particularly shocked by it. She reached up and traced his brow ridges with her fingers.
"What do you see luv?"
"Spike."
TBC
AN: I know, I know! These chapters are really short! I just have to get some things out of the way before the story can really get going.
I'd like to say thank you to the Graceous Reaper for all the kind reviews, hope I'm not boring you too much.
I would write more tonight but I have to go to work, sorry.
More tomorrow.
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Chapter 8.
Spike woke early on Wednesday. Yesterday had been the last of the days he had convinced the school to let Dawn have off so today, and every day for the foreseeable future, it would just be Spike and Buffy in the house during the day.
Spike was having difficulty thinking of things to keep Buffy occupied. He couldn't exactly take her for a noontime stroll down to the park.
It was this thought that got Spike thinking of something that may be a problem. Buffy knew who he was but did she know what he was? Did she have any idea that he was a vampire? He had drank blood in front of her but that was in a mug and in her current state he had no way of knowing if she knew it was actually blood he was drinking.
He decided it would be best to ask her about it and if she didn't know then he would have to come out and tell her and hope it didn't frighten her. He figured it was for the best that she knew, he didn't want to get angry or fight some demon and vamp out and scare her. At least if she knew and she saw him vamp then it wouldn't be such a shock.
***** After Dawn had dressed Buffy and got herself ready for school it was time for her to leave. This left Spike to get Buffy some breakfast. He decided to put off the conversation about exactly what he was until Buffy had eaten so that he would have her full attention.
Buffy sat at the kitchen counter watching Spike as he rummaged through the cupboards looking for something for her to eat.
"Here we go luv," he said at last. "Pop Tarts. Wouldn't say they were food but its the best we've got that I can make." He put two of the Pop Tarts in the toaster and warmed himself up a mug of blood in the microwave as he waited for them to heat up. When they were done he took a plate out of the cupboard, placed the Tarts onto it and gave them to Buffy. He took his blood out of the microwave and slowly sipped it.
Buffy ate in silence but once again tried to offer Spike some of her food when she saw he was not eating anything. This went some way in confirming in Spike's mind that Buffy really didn't know he was a vampire.
*****
Spike let Buffy play with her toys while he sat on the sofa thinking of the best way to explain to Buffy that he was a vampire without scaring her. He finally decided the only way to do it was just to sit down and tell her.
"Buffy, come sit up here luv." He motioned for Buffy to sit next to him on the couch. She put sown the pony she was playing with, got off the floor and sat beside him. "Pet, I need to ask you a question, is that all right?" She nodded. "Do you know what I am?" Buffy looked confused.
"Spike."
"That's not what I meant luv. I'm going to show you something and I don't want you to be afraid all right, I'll not hurt you." He turned away from here for a few seconds and when he turned back his human face had disappeared to be replaced by his demon visage.
Buffy's eyes went wide at seeing his vampire face but she didn't cower or appear frightened or particularly shocked by it. She reached up and traced his brow ridges with her fingers.
"What do you see luv?"
"Spike."
TBC
AN: I know, I know! These chapters are really short! I just have to get some things out of the way before the story can really get going.
I'd like to say thank you to the Graceous Reaper for all the kind reviews, hope I'm not boring you too much.
I would write more tonight but I have to go to work, sorry.
More tomorrow.