Slaying her again.
by Rowe
Set: Season 4ish
Pairing: Buffy/Spike, some Faith /Spike
Disclaimer: Buffy, the Scoobies and all thing Sunnydale belong to Mutant enemy and Joss Whedon.
Author's note: More a "Sliding Doors" what if Spike and Faith had met.
Chapter 1: Good morning sunshine______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Sleep gradually ebbed away. Her dreams had been pleasant and a kind of warm fuzzy feeling enveloped her. The first thing that entered her consciousness was the gaily chirping birds, trilling away madly in the tree outside her window. She cranked one eye open and took in the blue sky and sunshine. As always it was good morning, Sunnydale. The calm quiet of day was something she always appreciated. No matter how madcap the night before had been, sunny California presented a brand spanking new day, complete with skin warming sunshine to burn the horror away. Getting up, she quickly showered and dressed. Will was already up and gone to class. Late night slayage, a tardy slayer made. Buffy grimaced as she took a quick look at the clock.
She was still a bit stiff from patrol the night before. Nothing really, just the usual hell beasty, but it sometimes got a bit lonely now Angel was gone. His phone call the day before had brought still fresh wounds back to the surface. The superficial layer of healing scabs had been scraped off leaving her emotionally a little bit sore. Word from LA was that Spike was on his way back into town. It had been a while since bleach boy and his harebrained schemes had been lurking in the shadows of Sunnydale. Dru wasn't with him this time, apparently. His plans to convince her to stay had worked for a while but they seemed to have parted now. She'd have to be careful though. Couldn't under estimate him, even without his vampiress crystal ball. He had always been a bit of a loose cannon and Sunnydale would certainly get a shake up when he arrived. God she missed Angel……
Making her bed quickly, Buffy tried to shake off the cloak of depression when she thought about him. Doing the right thing sucked. Angel's decision just didn't seem right when she wanted so very badly to be with him. When things were hard she missed him being the one there to give her peace and calm through his sage words of wisdom. His presence alone could make everything seem that little bit more manageable. Being without him was like her heart had been ripped out, some days were better than others, but most of the time it just downright ached. Sometimes she just didn't feel ready to get up, go out and face the world. Luckily today wasn't one of those days and she headed out to get some food.
Buffy picked up the paper to flick through while she sipped her coffee. Slayer research she called it. Sometimes the whole college thing was good. She missed her mum, but the freedom of living away from home outweighed that most of the time. "Well, looks like Angel and co. were right. Spike is back." She thought, as her eye was caught by an article about vandals destroying the "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign on the outskirts of town. "Some things never change." She had class later this morning, but she might pass by Willy's and check out the word there on his peroxideness afterwards. If she could check out what he was up to she might be able to pre-empt some of his antics. No harm in being prepared.
Having lunch with Willow, she mentioned the article. "Do you think he'll be trying to kill you?" Willow asked thoughtfully. Buffy laughed. "Hey Will, he was always trying to kill me. From our first encounter when he so saved the Parent-Teachers for me he has been out for blood- minor truce for mutual benefit aside." She replied to her friend. "Why will he be any scarier this time?" Willow shrugged her shoulders. Sometimes she worried that Buffy really didn't take the dangers of slaying seriously enough. Yep, sure she was Super woman but just one mistake and wham, Kendra had been called. It was like she really did have a deathwish at times. Faith and her recklessness wasn't helping matters.
Willy's was not a total waste of time. Somebody had heard, that someone had seen, a new Master Vampire setting up residence in a crypt in one of Sunnydale's many cemeteries. Details were sketchy. She wasn't sure whether that was out of fear of retribution from Spike or that they genuinely didn't know. She'd just have to keep an eye open when on patrol. Maybe she'd swing back past Willy's in a few days and try again. Actually, a cemetery was a rather appropriate place for vampire being dead and all. Though the whole idea did creep her out a bit; Angel had always gone for the more human alternatives- his apartment and the mansion. He had always been uncomfortable with her seeing the vampire side of him. He had spent most of his time trying not to remind her of what he really was. Often she had in fact forgotten. That had proven to be a major disaster when Angelus resurfaced. She preferred more clearly defined lines: vampire, human.
She had to meet Faith at her place at 8 to go on patrol tonight. The other girl worried her with her gungho approach to life. Somebody could get killed with her around. Though admittedly life was never dull. Well, Faith would get to meet William the Bloody one of these days. Though funny, like with Kendra in the church, she wanted to be the one to pummel Spike. "What was he, my personal punching bag? Do I actually miss the good old days?" She shook her head and laughed. "Nah, just getting nostalgic" she said out loud. How could someone so annoying always invade her thoughts? Then stopped dead in the middle of the street, she had remembered her dreams from the previous night. Guest starring none other than the bleached wonder.