Chapter 3
It was 8:00 when Spike woke up. "Dawn were did Buffy go?"
"She went out, why?"
"What happened with the Potentials?"
"It didn't go so well..." Dawn hid her face from Spike.
"Oh no."
"What?"
"I know where she went."
~*~
"I tolds them everything... They wont takes me seriously now!" Buffy huffed to the bartender. She was drunk. After explaining to the SITs about Spike and her relationship they thought she was slacking. They thought she was supposed to protect them at all costs not go shag a vampire in the middle of everything, "...But I didn't do it with him. I just was resting 's alls. He was helping... This was supposed to be my night off?" She pleaded to the bartender.
"I think that's you last" the bartender replied ," I'm cutting you off."
"Oh pooh," Her head slumped to the table, "But I didn't tell him yet."
Spike was now standing outside Willy's bar trying to figure out all that happened. Buffy was very talkative when drunk.
"I didn't tells him the truths! I can't... I don't know why. I really do loves him... " She stared puppy eyed at the Bartender who wasn't listening at all.
That was it. He couldn't take it anymore. Spike swiftly walked in and sat next to Buffy. "Come on luv." he said gathering her up in his arms.
"Speak of the Devil!" She said up at Spike and the exited the building. After placing her head on the crook of his neck , she passed out. He felt so sorry for her he was speechless.
~*~
Spike opened the door as quietly as he could, but low and behold everybody was in the living room.
"Spike why is Buffy not awake?" Dawn said quietly.
"I talk later, she needs rest...." He replied trying to go up the stairs.
"She's drunk!" A flabbergasted Kennedy bust out realizing the situation.
~*~
Buffy stirred as Spike laid her down on the bed. she wasn't fully awake, but awake enough to hear Spike talk.
"You'd better rest, can it.. um.."
"what?" She asked softly.
"you know.. get you ...better situated to rest..."
"You want to change me?"
"Unless you can do it yourself."
Her arms felt like lead. she would never be able to do that herself.
"Go ahead."
Without a word he went over to her dresser and pulled out a tank and a pajama bottom. Sitting her up he gently pulled her top off and quickly slide the tank over her bra. He knew she never slept with it on so he reached under it and undid the clasp. He helped her pull it out before unbutton her jeans. It brought back so many memories it hurt. She didn't seem to mind the least bit. He slid her pants down and put the others on.
She laid back down while he pulled covers over her. "Thanks.."
"Anytime. Now go to sleep. I'll take care of the potentials."
"I'm sorry I put you through all of this..." she repeated.
"Is' OK." He said pushing the hair from her eyes. Then out of nowhere he gently kissed her on the forehead. She smiled. HE couldn't take this anymore, so he left.
"Will you come back?"
"Sure," He didn't know what he was getting himself into.
Composing himself he walked down the stairs to face the SITs
~*~
"She got drunk!" Kennedy repeat.
"Yeah, you would too if you had to live with yourselves.! She was Bloody tired and I just helped her get her rest. She needed help because you wouldn't let her rest at all! This is her house for cryin' out loud!" It's amazing how he could get so protective of Buffy.
The SITs were speechless once they realized what had happened.
"You're in store for the work out of your lives tomorrow because of this. You got your Bloody day off! Now it's over. We're letting Buffy sleep in and you have me all morning." That was it. His final word. He went back upstairs and set the alarm to 4 o'clock. He wasn't usually the one for revenge these days, but they were hurting the love of his life. what could he do?
"ummmm" Buffy moaned and Spike slid in behind her. He was fully clothed to prove nothing would happen. he silently wrapped his arms around her again. He could hear the patterns of her heart beat. Her chest rose and fell like it always did. She was only human. She was so peaceful while she slept. He wishes he could give her peace like this.
It was 8:00 when Spike woke up. "Dawn were did Buffy go?"
"She went out, why?"
"What happened with the Potentials?"
"It didn't go so well..." Dawn hid her face from Spike.
"Oh no."
"What?"
"I know where she went."
~*~
"I tolds them everything... They wont takes me seriously now!" Buffy huffed to the bartender. She was drunk. After explaining to the SITs about Spike and her relationship they thought she was slacking. They thought she was supposed to protect them at all costs not go shag a vampire in the middle of everything, "...But I didn't do it with him. I just was resting 's alls. He was helping... This was supposed to be my night off?" She pleaded to the bartender.
"I think that's you last" the bartender replied ," I'm cutting you off."
"Oh pooh," Her head slumped to the table, "But I didn't tell him yet."
Spike was now standing outside Willy's bar trying to figure out all that happened. Buffy was very talkative when drunk.
"I didn't tells him the truths! I can't... I don't know why. I really do loves him... " She stared puppy eyed at the Bartender who wasn't listening at all.
That was it. He couldn't take it anymore. Spike swiftly walked in and sat next to Buffy. "Come on luv." he said gathering her up in his arms.
"Speak of the Devil!" She said up at Spike and the exited the building. After placing her head on the crook of his neck , she passed out. He felt so sorry for her he was speechless.
~*~
Spike opened the door as quietly as he could, but low and behold everybody was in the living room.
"Spike why is Buffy not awake?" Dawn said quietly.
"I talk later, she needs rest...." He replied trying to go up the stairs.
"She's drunk!" A flabbergasted Kennedy bust out realizing the situation.
~*~
Buffy stirred as Spike laid her down on the bed. she wasn't fully awake, but awake enough to hear Spike talk.
"You'd better rest, can it.. um.."
"what?" She asked softly.
"you know.. get you ...better situated to rest..."
"You want to change me?"
"Unless you can do it yourself."
Her arms felt like lead. she would never be able to do that herself.
"Go ahead."
Without a word he went over to her dresser and pulled out a tank and a pajama bottom. Sitting her up he gently pulled her top off and quickly slide the tank over her bra. He knew she never slept with it on so he reached under it and undid the clasp. He helped her pull it out before unbutton her jeans. It brought back so many memories it hurt. She didn't seem to mind the least bit. He slid her pants down and put the others on.
She laid back down while he pulled covers over her. "Thanks.."
"Anytime. Now go to sleep. I'll take care of the potentials."
"I'm sorry I put you through all of this..." she repeated.
"Is' OK." He said pushing the hair from her eyes. Then out of nowhere he gently kissed her on the forehead. She smiled. HE couldn't take this anymore, so he left.
"Will you come back?"
"Sure," He didn't know what he was getting himself into.
Composing himself he walked down the stairs to face the SITs
~*~
"She got drunk!" Kennedy repeat.
"Yeah, you would too if you had to live with yourselves.! She was Bloody tired and I just helped her get her rest. She needed help because you wouldn't let her rest at all! This is her house for cryin' out loud!" It's amazing how he could get so protective of Buffy.
The SITs were speechless once they realized what had happened.
"You're in store for the work out of your lives tomorrow because of this. You got your Bloody day off! Now it's over. We're letting Buffy sleep in and you have me all morning." That was it. His final word. He went back upstairs and set the alarm to 4 o'clock. He wasn't usually the one for revenge these days, but they were hurting the love of his life. what could he do?
"ummmm" Buffy moaned and Spike slid in behind her. He was fully clothed to prove nothing would happen. he silently wrapped his arms around her again. He could hear the patterns of her heart beat. Her chest rose and fell like it always did. She was only human. She was so peaceful while she slept. He wishes he could give her peace like this.