AUTHOR'S NOTES; Ok here's the low down. This fic is set two years after
Grave. Season 6 went as it did on the show apart from Buffy & Spike never
slept together, hence no bathroom incident, hence no trip to Africa for a
soul.
So Spike is still same old Spike, no soul.
I've had a break from fan fics because I was so busy with Uni and I'd ran out of inspiration. But know I'm back with a plan, this fic is going to be finished by the end of the first week of January.
Please review as I seem to have lost all confidence during my break! I will only write more if you want it! Enjoy, Nikki.
PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE
Spike stuffed his hands into his pocket and fumbled for the packet of cigarettes he always kept there he didn't care what Buffy thought he needed one. Everyday he would go by her house and everyday it would be the same, she would prance about moaning about some new trauma.
Why had things turned out this way? He had wanted to sleep with her so badly only two years earlier and yet now he meant something to her but no more than Harris, he was 'the best boy friend' she had ever had. That's what she said. He said he was a bloody poof.
Still he knew he didn't have to fear the stake anymore. Well not that he feared it in the first place, Spike feared nothing.
~*~
Buffy looked out of her window she could see that Spike was smoking but she didn't want that old argument to flare up again so she didn't shout for him to stop. It was strange the way things had worked out for them.
After what had happened with Tara and the Trio Willow had been lost to them forever, it still hurt Buffy to think that her one time best friend was imprisoned somewhere by the council but it was all that could be done to keep her alive and the world safe.
Xander hadn't been able to cope with the loss and had moved away hoping to put the demons of the hell mouth well behind him, Buffy didn't much from him anymore. Still gazing out of the window Buffy tried to put that thought out of her mind, it was raw. Dawn had become detached and was off living her own life a college in England under the care of Giles.
God only knew what had happened to Anya, Buffy guessed she was off doing her vengeance gig somewhere, if so it was better that she was away from the Slayer.
That left Spike.
Thrown together by the worst circumstances possible they been forced to get along and at first it hadn't worked out so well. Spike didn't want to play the good guy and Buffy couldn't stand the sight of him most of the time but something changed.
~*~
Spike couldn't remember the day he stopped obsessing over Buffy and he couldn't no matter how much he tried work out why it had happened. It just had. A small smile came to his face when he thought about how much of an idiot he'd been following her around and confessing his love. It wasn't a problem any longer.
It seemed that when he obsession stopped they became friends. Good friends the kind that get undressed in front of each other because they trusted each other totally. It was strange but some how it had happened.
They shared everything now. When Buffy went on a date it was Spike who went shopping with her to find the perfect outfit, when Spike went to Sex Pistol tribute gigs it was always Buffy who went with him. They were in every way totally dependent on each other, the two of them facing the world together.
Still she drove him mad sometimes.
TBC???????????
Do you want more? I have it right here if you want it!!!
So Spike is still same old Spike, no soul.
I've had a break from fan fics because I was so busy with Uni and I'd ran out of inspiration. But know I'm back with a plan, this fic is going to be finished by the end of the first week of January.
Please review as I seem to have lost all confidence during my break! I will only write more if you want it! Enjoy, Nikki.
PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE
Spike stuffed his hands into his pocket and fumbled for the packet of cigarettes he always kept there he didn't care what Buffy thought he needed one. Everyday he would go by her house and everyday it would be the same, she would prance about moaning about some new trauma.
Why had things turned out this way? He had wanted to sleep with her so badly only two years earlier and yet now he meant something to her but no more than Harris, he was 'the best boy friend' she had ever had. That's what she said. He said he was a bloody poof.
Still he knew he didn't have to fear the stake anymore. Well not that he feared it in the first place, Spike feared nothing.
~*~
Buffy looked out of her window she could see that Spike was smoking but she didn't want that old argument to flare up again so she didn't shout for him to stop. It was strange the way things had worked out for them.
After what had happened with Tara and the Trio Willow had been lost to them forever, it still hurt Buffy to think that her one time best friend was imprisoned somewhere by the council but it was all that could be done to keep her alive and the world safe.
Xander hadn't been able to cope with the loss and had moved away hoping to put the demons of the hell mouth well behind him, Buffy didn't much from him anymore. Still gazing out of the window Buffy tried to put that thought out of her mind, it was raw. Dawn had become detached and was off living her own life a college in England under the care of Giles.
God only knew what had happened to Anya, Buffy guessed she was off doing her vengeance gig somewhere, if so it was better that she was away from the Slayer.
That left Spike.
Thrown together by the worst circumstances possible they been forced to get along and at first it hadn't worked out so well. Spike didn't want to play the good guy and Buffy couldn't stand the sight of him most of the time but something changed.
~*~
Spike couldn't remember the day he stopped obsessing over Buffy and he couldn't no matter how much he tried work out why it had happened. It just had. A small smile came to his face when he thought about how much of an idiot he'd been following her around and confessing his love. It wasn't a problem any longer.
It seemed that when he obsession stopped they became friends. Good friends the kind that get undressed in front of each other because they trusted each other totally. It was strange but some how it had happened.
They shared everything now. When Buffy went on a date it was Spike who went shopping with her to find the perfect outfit, when Spike went to Sex Pistol tribute gigs it was always Buffy who went with him. They were in every way totally dependent on each other, the two of them facing the world together.
Still she drove him mad sometimes.
TBC???????????
Do you want more? I have it right here if you want it!!!