Title - Strange Companions
Author - Paige
Rating - PG
Disclaimer - As. If.
Distribution - Just let me know.
Feedback - Please! I'll love you forever!
A/N - Hyped on NiteQuil & ibuprofen. Great stuff.
It was two hours later. Buffy was amazed by how soundly she had slept. Liam was still driving, tapping a rhythm on the steering wheel along with the Godsmack song on the radio.
Buffy yawned and stretched. Liam looked at her out of the corner of his eye and smiled. "Evenin'."
She smiled sleepily. "Hi." She stared at the window for a moment, then glanced over her shoulder at the sleeping pair in the backseat. "They still out?"
Liam glanced into the rearview mirror. "Lillia woke up about an hour ago, but Spike hasn't twitched and won't for a couple more hours."
She shifted under her blanket. "How long was I out?"
Liam shrugged. "About five hours."
Buffy smiled a bit nervously. Usually she didn't sleep that long around strangers or...anyone, in general.
She sighed, and about five more minutes passed. Liam's calm silence was stretching her nerves, and she fidgeted. "So, Liam...What're you runnin' from?"
He chuckled. "Life in general."
Buffy shook her head. "You can't say that! I said that."
He shrugged. "True, though." He glanced in the rear view mirror, his gaze softening as he looked at his slumbering sister. "So, Buffy, tell me about yourself."
The petite blonde shrugged her shoulders. "What do you want to know?"
Liam glanced at her, dark eyes calm. "Whatever you want to tell me."
Buffy glanced out the window and shifted in her seat. "If I tell you, will you tell me?"
He stared at her for a long moment before turning his eyes back to the road. "Yeah."
She sighed and wrapped herself tighter in her blankets. "You're gonna think I'm insane."
Liam let out a harsh bark of laughter that made the blonde jump. "Not fuckin' likely, doll." He ran a hand through his hair, then reached for his cigarettes. "Like Lil said, we're bizarro people."
Buffy watched him silently for a moment, as he lit the cigarette and tossed the pack back on to the dash. He was very handsome, even if he smoked like a chimney and wore his hair too long. He had strong features and kissable lips and god, she felt a sudden twinge of desire running through her and averted her eyes.
"Do you believe in vampires?" she asked suddenly.
He glanced at her. "I don't *not* believe in vampires."
She nodded. "Fair enough." She sighed. "My whole life has revolved around the supernatural, ever since I was fifteen."
Liam graced her with a lopsided smiled, and her heart caught in her throat. "'Cause you're so old now."
Buffy laughed. "No, I guess not...but God, it seems like forever. I mean, I'm only seventeen..." Her voice softened, became sad. "But I feel so old."
He reached out and clasped her hands. "What about your friends."
The first real smiled he'd seen on her lit her face. "They're great. Willow, that's my best friend, is a witch, and she's great with computers. Really smart. Her boyfriend's a werewolf. That's Oz, he's the guitarist for Dingoes Ate My Baby."
"That's a */band?/*?" he asked incredulously.
Buffy giggled and nodded. "Yeah, they're pretty good...well, they're...okay...ish." She tucked her hair behind her ear, keeping her hand in his. "Xander's a goofball, and Cordy's...Xander's girlfriend."
He smirked. "That's all the definition she gets?"
Buffy leaned her head back. "I don't exactly know */how/* to describe Cordy. I mean, yeah, she's Xander's girlfriend, and a complete bitch, but...she's...Cordy."
Liam nodded. "And?"
"And there's Giles," she answered, and he noticed her expression softened. "My Watcher."
And his brows hit his hairline. "Your */what?/*"
Buffy giggled. "That must sound */so/* bad," she lamented. She squeezed his hand. "Okay, here's the story of me..."
TBC...
Author - Paige
Rating - PG
Disclaimer - As. If.
Distribution - Just let me know.
Feedback - Please! I'll love you forever!
A/N - Hyped on NiteQuil & ibuprofen. Great stuff.
It was two hours later. Buffy was amazed by how soundly she had slept. Liam was still driving, tapping a rhythm on the steering wheel along with the Godsmack song on the radio.
Buffy yawned and stretched. Liam looked at her out of the corner of his eye and smiled. "Evenin'."
She smiled sleepily. "Hi." She stared at the window for a moment, then glanced over her shoulder at the sleeping pair in the backseat. "They still out?"
Liam glanced into the rearview mirror. "Lillia woke up about an hour ago, but Spike hasn't twitched and won't for a couple more hours."
She shifted under her blanket. "How long was I out?"
Liam shrugged. "About five hours."
Buffy smiled a bit nervously. Usually she didn't sleep that long around strangers or...anyone, in general.
She sighed, and about five more minutes passed. Liam's calm silence was stretching her nerves, and she fidgeted. "So, Liam...What're you runnin' from?"
He chuckled. "Life in general."
Buffy shook her head. "You can't say that! I said that."
He shrugged. "True, though." He glanced in the rear view mirror, his gaze softening as he looked at his slumbering sister. "So, Buffy, tell me about yourself."
The petite blonde shrugged her shoulders. "What do you want to know?"
Liam glanced at her, dark eyes calm. "Whatever you want to tell me."
Buffy glanced out the window and shifted in her seat. "If I tell you, will you tell me?"
He stared at her for a long moment before turning his eyes back to the road. "Yeah."
She sighed and wrapped herself tighter in her blankets. "You're gonna think I'm insane."
Liam let out a harsh bark of laughter that made the blonde jump. "Not fuckin' likely, doll." He ran a hand through his hair, then reached for his cigarettes. "Like Lil said, we're bizarro people."
Buffy watched him silently for a moment, as he lit the cigarette and tossed the pack back on to the dash. He was very handsome, even if he smoked like a chimney and wore his hair too long. He had strong features and kissable lips and god, she felt a sudden twinge of desire running through her and averted her eyes.
"Do you believe in vampires?" she asked suddenly.
He glanced at her. "I don't *not* believe in vampires."
She nodded. "Fair enough." She sighed. "My whole life has revolved around the supernatural, ever since I was fifteen."
Liam graced her with a lopsided smiled, and her heart caught in her throat. "'Cause you're so old now."
Buffy laughed. "No, I guess not...but God, it seems like forever. I mean, I'm only seventeen..." Her voice softened, became sad. "But I feel so old."
He reached out and clasped her hands. "What about your friends."
The first real smiled he'd seen on her lit her face. "They're great. Willow, that's my best friend, is a witch, and she's great with computers. Really smart. Her boyfriend's a werewolf. That's Oz, he's the guitarist for Dingoes Ate My Baby."
"That's a */band?/*?" he asked incredulously.
Buffy giggled and nodded. "Yeah, they're pretty good...well, they're...okay...ish." She tucked her hair behind her ear, keeping her hand in his. "Xander's a goofball, and Cordy's...Xander's girlfriend."
He smirked. "That's all the definition she gets?"
Buffy leaned her head back. "I don't exactly know */how/* to describe Cordy. I mean, yeah, she's Xander's girlfriend, and a complete bitch, but...she's...Cordy."
Liam nodded. "And?"
"And there's Giles," she answered, and he noticed her expression softened. "My Watcher."
And his brows hit his hairline. "Your */what?/*"
Buffy giggled. "That must sound */so/* bad," she lamented. She squeezed his hand. "Okay, here's the story of me..."
TBC...
