In The Face Of Danger
"I laugh in the face of danger. Then I hide until it goes away."
Xander - The Witch (Season 1)
Chapter 2 - Girltalk
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The SITs waited anxiously, trying desperately not to fidget in their seats. For once they were quiet and paying attention. They were about to meet Him. He'd been hiden from them for almost a week now and quick glimpses of a battered face hadn't been enough to even begin to statisfy their curiousity.
They heard murmurs at the head of the stairs.
"Are you sure?" Buffy's voice was gentler than they'd ever heard it.
"Yes luv, time to get it over with."
"You don't have to." The voices had gotten louder, they were almost there.
"I do." There was a slight pause, "You know I do, anything to help you."
One of the SITs coughed loudly, garnering glares from the others. She looked down at her chipped figernails.
"Girls." Buffy rounded the corner on her own, "I know you've been really anxious to meet your first vampire, well, besides UberUgly. You've done well over the past week, many of your skills have improved. Guess the threat of death is good motivation." No laughs, dead silence, "Mm, tough crowd. Oh well, uh, this is Spike."
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He limped slowly into the room and gazed at the girls before him, quickly taking it all in. His limp was the only thing that gave evidence of his earlier beatings.
"Hullo."
The SITs sat in silence, staring in awe.
"Uh, so yeah, Spike's your joe average vampire. Mostly they look human and--"
"Can we see your fangs?"
Spike looked to Buffy who shrugged. When he turned back to the SITs his face had transformed, his now golden eyes flashed.
There was a collective gasp and even one shriek.
"Holy shit." Kennedy's mouth hung open, even she, the most together of them all, was shocked.
Spike quickly morphed back and seemed almost embarrassed.
"Look, he's not here for you guys to experiment on or anything ok? He's tired and--"
"It's alright luv. I can take it from here." He turned back to the SITs. "The story is, most vamps aren't tame like me. They're wild and they're beasts and they're mean and nasty. In fact, demons don't come much nastier. We look like humans but we'll tear out your throat without the blink of an eye. You can't let it trick you. You need to start by honing your senses so that--"
"So it's true then?" One of the SITs interrupted.
"What?"
"Vampires, y'know..forever young..forever..beautiful." She blushed, but her statement was backed up by a series of giggles.
Buffy snorted, trying to hold back her laughter at the look on Spike's face. Here he was trying to teach them skills that could be the difference between their life and death and they were still hung up on his appearence. Maybe she shouldn't have dressed him up in that hot blue shirt..
"It's true that we stay the same as the day we died. Course we can always change our style. In point of fact, I used to be quite the--"
"Buffy, what's your history. I mean, I heard you and Spike were like mortal enemies..till the death."
"Well..uh, a lot has changed. Well, no, just Spike mostly. He's different."
"Different how?"
"Well, soul having. But also..well, there's the chip, and, uh, the uh.."
"So, basically, we just gotta trust him 'cause you have some bad boy fetish?"
Buffy stared blankly, fishmouthing.
"Hey!" Xander interjected from the doorway. "Buffy is trying to save your lives, she's doing what's best for you. Spike's not my favourite person but I'll vouch for his trustworthiness. I mean, as long as the First isn't messing with him. And he's got a lot to teach, if you'll just pay attention. This isn't high school girls, forget the gossip."
The SITs quieted.
"Sorry." Someone mumbled.
Buffy had tensed and wanted out. Things with Spike never went as planned.
He reached out and discreetly ran his finger tips across the back of her neck and then down her spine, magically easing the stiffness. Her mind managed to ignore the fact he was touching her and just take the comfort.
"We start the real training tomorrow. No more fun and games."
"Real training?"
"You need to be able to fight, you need to be able to sense a vamp. Theory will get you nowhere. We need to work on a plan, we need to start preparing. The First is coming back and stronger than before, I can feel it in my bones. We need to be prepared. In fact, we need to be better than prepared. We need to win this." With that Buffy turned and left the room, Spike in tow.
"As I said girls, leave the gossip for the locker room. We have more important things to worry about." Xander hoped he'd passed on his parting words with the proper amount of somberness, but not so much that he'd frightened them.
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For a time no one said anything. They all just let what had been said sink in. This was a serious time with serious consequences. They could meet death head on at any time. They were unsure and terrified and-
"Holy crap, he was flippin' hot! Like..DAMN."
"I know! Did you see his eyes??!"
"Did you notice how when he touched her..she like, melted?"
"It's soooo romantic!"
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From just inside the other room Xander grimaced.
"What are you grinning at Willow?"
She shrugged.
"Some things never change."
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A/N: Th-th-th-that's all folks! Sorry I didn't clarify it earlier. I love Spuffy much, but this story wasn't written with super Spuffy intentions. I don't think I got Spike quite right. I have issues with writing post Crazy!Spike without traces of SmartAss!Spike which don't really mesh. Anyhow, no continuation. Sorry.
"I laugh in the face of danger. Then I hide until it goes away."
Xander - The Witch (Season 1)
Chapter 2 - Girltalk
----
The SITs waited anxiously, trying desperately not to fidget in their seats. For once they were quiet and paying attention. They were about to meet Him. He'd been hiden from them for almost a week now and quick glimpses of a battered face hadn't been enough to even begin to statisfy their curiousity.
They heard murmurs at the head of the stairs.
"Are you sure?" Buffy's voice was gentler than they'd ever heard it.
"Yes luv, time to get it over with."
"You don't have to." The voices had gotten louder, they were almost there.
"I do." There was a slight pause, "You know I do, anything to help you."
One of the SITs coughed loudly, garnering glares from the others. She looked down at her chipped figernails.
"Girls." Buffy rounded the corner on her own, "I know you've been really anxious to meet your first vampire, well, besides UberUgly. You've done well over the past week, many of your skills have improved. Guess the threat of death is good motivation." No laughs, dead silence, "Mm, tough crowd. Oh well, uh, this is Spike."
----
He limped slowly into the room and gazed at the girls before him, quickly taking it all in. His limp was the only thing that gave evidence of his earlier beatings.
"Hullo."
The SITs sat in silence, staring in awe.
"Uh, so yeah, Spike's your joe average vampire. Mostly they look human and--"
"Can we see your fangs?"
Spike looked to Buffy who shrugged. When he turned back to the SITs his face had transformed, his now golden eyes flashed.
There was a collective gasp and even one shriek.
"Holy shit." Kennedy's mouth hung open, even she, the most together of them all, was shocked.
Spike quickly morphed back and seemed almost embarrassed.
"Look, he's not here for you guys to experiment on or anything ok? He's tired and--"
"It's alright luv. I can take it from here." He turned back to the SITs. "The story is, most vamps aren't tame like me. They're wild and they're beasts and they're mean and nasty. In fact, demons don't come much nastier. We look like humans but we'll tear out your throat without the blink of an eye. You can't let it trick you. You need to start by honing your senses so that--"
"So it's true then?" One of the SITs interrupted.
"What?"
"Vampires, y'know..forever young..forever..beautiful." She blushed, but her statement was backed up by a series of giggles.
Buffy snorted, trying to hold back her laughter at the look on Spike's face. Here he was trying to teach them skills that could be the difference between their life and death and they were still hung up on his appearence. Maybe she shouldn't have dressed him up in that hot blue shirt..
"It's true that we stay the same as the day we died. Course we can always change our style. In point of fact, I used to be quite the--"
"Buffy, what's your history. I mean, I heard you and Spike were like mortal enemies..till the death."
"Well..uh, a lot has changed. Well, no, just Spike mostly. He's different."
"Different how?"
"Well, soul having. But also..well, there's the chip, and, uh, the uh.."
"So, basically, we just gotta trust him 'cause you have some bad boy fetish?"
Buffy stared blankly, fishmouthing.
"Hey!" Xander interjected from the doorway. "Buffy is trying to save your lives, she's doing what's best for you. Spike's not my favourite person but I'll vouch for his trustworthiness. I mean, as long as the First isn't messing with him. And he's got a lot to teach, if you'll just pay attention. This isn't high school girls, forget the gossip."
The SITs quieted.
"Sorry." Someone mumbled.
Buffy had tensed and wanted out. Things with Spike never went as planned.
He reached out and discreetly ran his finger tips across the back of her neck and then down her spine, magically easing the stiffness. Her mind managed to ignore the fact he was touching her and just take the comfort.
"We start the real training tomorrow. No more fun and games."
"Real training?"
"You need to be able to fight, you need to be able to sense a vamp. Theory will get you nowhere. We need to work on a plan, we need to start preparing. The First is coming back and stronger than before, I can feel it in my bones. We need to be prepared. In fact, we need to be better than prepared. We need to win this." With that Buffy turned and left the room, Spike in tow.
"As I said girls, leave the gossip for the locker room. We have more important things to worry about." Xander hoped he'd passed on his parting words with the proper amount of somberness, but not so much that he'd frightened them.
----
For a time no one said anything. They all just let what had been said sink in. This was a serious time with serious consequences. They could meet death head on at any time. They were unsure and terrified and-
"Holy crap, he was flippin' hot! Like..DAMN."
"I know! Did you see his eyes??!"
"Did you notice how when he touched her..she like, melted?"
"It's soooo romantic!"
----
From just inside the other room Xander grimaced.
"What are you grinning at Willow?"
She shrugged.
"Some things never change."
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A/N: Th-th-th-that's all folks! Sorry I didn't clarify it earlier. I love Spuffy much, but this story wasn't written with super Spuffy intentions. I don't think I got Spike quite right. I have issues with writing post Crazy!Spike without traces of SmartAss!Spike which don't really mesh. Anyhow, no continuation. Sorry.