Authors: Richess a.k.a A.N.H. Richards
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Summary: When Buffy begins to date a new guy, Spike suspects that he is not everything the slayer thinks he is. Things to know: Spike is not in love with Buffy at this point. This takes part after Into the Woods. A S/B ship, with Buffy/Other, & Giles/Other.
Disclaimer: I own any of the BTVS characters; they belong to Joss Whedon, ME Productions and Fox Productions. But I do own Deighton, and Ancora and their history
Distribution: Ask please at richess78@hotmail.com
Dedication: This fic goes out to every great writer that I have ever read. And to everyone who has read GITW so far. To Adiana, I hope your dreams are coming true.
Part 12
"I have something to ask you Deighton."
"Sure Buffy."
The Slayer gave a slight smile, trying to make her question sound not so accusing.
"Some people I know think that something is wrong with the necklace."
"Really? Like what?"
"Well that it's used for evil." Buffy said blatantly.
"Why would anyone think that?"
"Well for one, I can't get it off ."
Deighton reached over, quickly found the clasp and took it off of her neck. He held it in his hand. "The clasp is hidden."
Buffy felt a strong blush cross her face, "It's just." Deighton put the necklace back on the slayer.
"Buffy, who has been telling you these things? Why would I want to do anything harmful to you? The necklace was given to my mother as a gift , and when she died, she left it for me. And told me to only give it to the girl I loved more then life itself." He stroked her hair as he gazed into her eyes. "I know I have found her. I am just not sure if she feels the same way."
Buffy was so lost in his eyes that she didn't even hear the hidden question. Instead , she leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. He pulled her body closer to his until she was sitting on his lap. Their kiss got more intense as the heat gathered between them. Suddenly Buffy realized that Deighton was pressing her firmly into the couch with his body weight as he began to unbutton her shirt. He trailed wet kisses along her neck. He opened her shirt, gaining access to her collarbone , and began to work his way down her body until the door opened , and a stream of light interrupted the couple.
Deighton looked up to see Ancora. She raised an eyebrow looking at the display in front of her, then gave him a venomous stare as Buffy tried to button back up her shirt and hurried to fix her hair.
"Deighton , I definitely don't need to be seeing that."
"Whatever, sis. You're a big girl."
Sis? Deighton never mentioned having a sister. Buffy thought.
"And you must be the Buffy."
Buffy looked up to see the girl from the Magic Shop standing in the living room.
"Buffy this is Ancora. Ancora this is THE Buffy."
"We've briefly met at the Magic Shop," Ancora smiled.
"Yeah. You andGiles were talking." Buffy stammered.
"Yeah, he's a great guy. Well, Buffy, I would like to have made our initial meeting longer, but I am dead tired and just want to sleep. So maybe we can make a lunch date or something." Ancora touched the Slayer's arm.
Ancora's warm touch made Buffy's skin tingle. Surprisingly, it was the same type of vibe that she felt when a vampire was near. She brushed it off to nerves.
"Sure."
"Goodnight, Buffy," Ancora gave Deighton the look of death and walked into her bedroom.
"I think maybe I should go," Buffy suggested , feeling like she was put in an awkward situation.
Deighton encircled his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply. "We'll finish this another time." He smiled against her and then kissed her forehead , escorting her out the door.
"Bye Deighton."
"Bye Buffy."
Part 13
Ancora heard the door close. She looked out her window, waiting until she saw Buffy crossing the street to go home.
Deighton made his way into their bedroom , ready for the full out assault that was going come his way.
"What the hell was she doing here? I am running around trying to make sure her Watcher doesn't catch on , and you are sucking her face off. Who knows what other things you would have been sucking if I didn't come home when I did." Ancora yelled.
"Look Anc, you know that these things happen. She wanted to know what was up with the necklace and everything . I had to divert her attention."
"Play a game of FRIGGIN' Scrabble."
"Anc"
"Anc what?" she blared . "Remember you need me as much as I need you. Don't think that this isn't 50/50? Cause if you make that mistake , I can easily replace you."
His head shot up at that threat. He grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. "Like hell you will."
Her violet eyes glared into his brown as he crushed his lips against hers. She moaned in protest against him , then viciously she yanked his hair, snapping his head back.
"You remember something : without me you're dead," she glowered at him.
"Ditto, sweets." Deighton swung her around to the bed and watched as she backed up onto her elbow , looking up at him.
"You didn't have to touch her , baby." He admonished as he pulled Ancora's halter top off, leaving her top half bare to his gaze.
"But I wanted to scream tonight. I wanted her to bleed," the temptress pouted.
He smiled, "Let's make up."
A devious look crossed her face. "Ok," she said as pulled Deighton toward her.
TBC.
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