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even a Spike action figure.
Slayer's Revenge
Chapter 6: Staking Spike
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Buffy watched Spike walk downstairs. Once he got down there, she went into her room, and shut the door securely behind her. Then she broke into tears.
"Stupid!" She told herself. "If I hadn't been such a bitch, he would still be here!"
Buffy couldn't figure out why she was crying and cursing herself about Spike. Couldn't figure out why she wanted to go find him, bring him into her room, and shut the door so no one would hear them.
She walked into Dawn's room, picking up the white shirt Spike had been wearing. She breathed in the scent. Yummy Spike scent. She went back into her room and fell asleep, face buried in Spike's shirt.
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It was the next day, and Buffy mournfully sat in front of the TV, eating chocolate. Dawn came in and, seeing Buffy, tried to suppress giggles for the 7th time that day. Just like the other 6 times, it her giggles weren't suppressed.
"What's so funny?" Buffy asked angrily. She should be allowed to sit in front of the TV all day without interruptions.
"Nothing." Dawn said, trying harder not to laugh.
"It's not nothing! You've come in here about 7 zillion times today, and all you do is look at me and then fall into fits of giggles!"
"You're in love with Spike!" Dawn blurted out.
"Am not!"
"Yes you are! Ever since he left, you've been sitting around, looking like some one died."
"I am NOT in love with Spike!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!" Dawn shrieked and ran upstairs.
Buffy really hated little sister's sometimes. She glanced at the clock, and happily noticed it was time to go out and kill things.
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Buffy walked through the graveyard. She had killed 2 demons, and dusted 3 vampires, but she was still in the mood to hurt things. So she kept walking.
Buffy found herself at Spike's crypt. Spike. She hadn't been able to get him off her mind. All she could think about was Spike. She should just go stake him, that would get him off her mind. No one would dwell on a pile of dust. Now that she thought about it, she wondered why she had never staked him before. 'That's what I'll do.' She thought. 'Go in there, stake Spike, and then leave. Never think of him again.' Buffy kicked open the door to his crypt.
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Spike was pacing back in forth in his crypt. Just pacing. There was nothing on TV, and the only thing he could think about was the damn Slayer. 'Why did I fall in love with her?' He asked himself as the door to his crypt came crashing down.
"I wasn't expecting you." Spike said, facing the slayer who was walking towards him.
"Me neither." Buffy said, raising her stake.
"What are you doing with that thing, pet?" He asked, looking at her stake.
"I'm going to stake you." She said, looking at him.
Spike backed up slowly. Buffy had murder in her eyes. This time, she actually was going to stake him. "You know I can't fight back, luv. Remember, brain chip? Just put the stake down."
Buffy pinned him against the wall. "Don't call me luv." She said, stake resting inches from his heart. She really was going to stake him.
Spike leaned over and kissed her softly. A short, sweet, honest kiss. She was going to kill him anyway. Buffy dropped her stake in surprise.
She kissed Spike back, wrapping her arms around him. They stopped kissing, and Buffy hung on to a surprised Spike, shaking.
"What's wrong, luv?" He asked, worried.
"I almost staked you." She said through tears. "I wanted to stake you. But now . . . . ."
"Now what do you want?"
"I want you." She said, pulling him closer, holding him tighter.
"Then what's wrong?" Spike asked, wrapping his arms around her, and pulling her towards him. "I still love you. I'll always love you."
"I know. But it can't work."
"Who says?"
"No one. No one says, but they all think it. It'd be wrong, for us to be together."
"It couldn't be wrong." Spike said softly. "You want me. I love you. No matter who we are, there's nothing wrong with that."
Spike slid down the wall, bringing Buffy with him, so he was sitting on the floor, back against the wall, Buffy on his lap.
"You know what Spike?" Buffy pulled Spike's arms around her. "You're right." She leaned her head on his shoulder. It felt so safe, so right.
Spike smiled.
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How did you like it?? One or two more chapters coming, but I'm almost done with this fic!! Once again, thanks to all my reviewers!!!!!!!!!!!!
Slayer's Revenge
Chapter 6: Staking Spike
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Buffy watched Spike walk downstairs. Once he got down there, she went into her room, and shut the door securely behind her. Then she broke into tears.
"Stupid!" She told herself. "If I hadn't been such a bitch, he would still be here!"
Buffy couldn't figure out why she was crying and cursing herself about Spike. Couldn't figure out why she wanted to go find him, bring him into her room, and shut the door so no one would hear them.
She walked into Dawn's room, picking up the white shirt Spike had been wearing. She breathed in the scent. Yummy Spike scent. She went back into her room and fell asleep, face buried in Spike's shirt.
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It was the next day, and Buffy mournfully sat in front of the TV, eating chocolate. Dawn came in and, seeing Buffy, tried to suppress giggles for the 7th time that day. Just like the other 6 times, it her giggles weren't suppressed.
"What's so funny?" Buffy asked angrily. She should be allowed to sit in front of the TV all day without interruptions.
"Nothing." Dawn said, trying harder not to laugh.
"It's not nothing! You've come in here about 7 zillion times today, and all you do is look at me and then fall into fits of giggles!"
"You're in love with Spike!" Dawn blurted out.
"Am not!"
"Yes you are! Ever since he left, you've been sitting around, looking like some one died."
"I am NOT in love with Spike!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!" Dawn shrieked and ran upstairs.
Buffy really hated little sister's sometimes. She glanced at the clock, and happily noticed it was time to go out and kill things.
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Buffy walked through the graveyard. She had killed 2 demons, and dusted 3 vampires, but she was still in the mood to hurt things. So she kept walking.
Buffy found herself at Spike's crypt. Spike. She hadn't been able to get him off her mind. All she could think about was Spike. She should just go stake him, that would get him off her mind. No one would dwell on a pile of dust. Now that she thought about it, she wondered why she had never staked him before. 'That's what I'll do.' She thought. 'Go in there, stake Spike, and then leave. Never think of him again.' Buffy kicked open the door to his crypt.
* * *
Spike was pacing back in forth in his crypt. Just pacing. There was nothing on TV, and the only thing he could think about was the damn Slayer. 'Why did I fall in love with her?' He asked himself as the door to his crypt came crashing down.
"I wasn't expecting you." Spike said, facing the slayer who was walking towards him.
"Me neither." Buffy said, raising her stake.
"What are you doing with that thing, pet?" He asked, looking at her stake.
"I'm going to stake you." She said, looking at him.
Spike backed up slowly. Buffy had murder in her eyes. This time, she actually was going to stake him. "You know I can't fight back, luv. Remember, brain chip? Just put the stake down."
Buffy pinned him against the wall. "Don't call me luv." She said, stake resting inches from his heart. She really was going to stake him.
Spike leaned over and kissed her softly. A short, sweet, honest kiss. She was going to kill him anyway. Buffy dropped her stake in surprise.
She kissed Spike back, wrapping her arms around him. They stopped kissing, and Buffy hung on to a surprised Spike, shaking.
"What's wrong, luv?" He asked, worried.
"I almost staked you." She said through tears. "I wanted to stake you. But now . . . . ."
"Now what do you want?"
"I want you." She said, pulling him closer, holding him tighter.
"Then what's wrong?" Spike asked, wrapping his arms around her, and pulling her towards him. "I still love you. I'll always love you."
"I know. But it can't work."
"Who says?"
"No one. No one says, but they all think it. It'd be wrong, for us to be together."
"It couldn't be wrong." Spike said softly. "You want me. I love you. No matter who we are, there's nothing wrong with that."
Spike slid down the wall, bringing Buffy with him, so he was sitting on the floor, back against the wall, Buffy on his lap.
"You know what Spike?" Buffy pulled Spike's arms around her. "You're right." She leaned her head on his shoulder. It felt so safe, so right.
Spike smiled.
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How did you like it?? One or two more chapters coming, but I'm almost done with this fic!! Once again, thanks to all my reviewers!!!!!!!!!!!!