Title - Strange Companions
Author - Paige
Rating - PG
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A/N - Hyped on NiteQuil & ibuprofen. Great stuff.
"Huh," Liam said when Buffy was done with her story.
The blonde looked at him anxiously. "Do you think I'm nuts."
He looked at her, seriously, eyes flickering between her and the road, and slowly shook his head. "No."
She breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed his hand. "Now you."
He sighed. "I take it you're gonna insist?"
Buffy nodded, smiling brightly. "Uh-huh."
Liam shifted his hands on the wheel and stared at the window. "My name's William Angelus Roarke, seventeen, twin brother of Lillia Roarke. Lil's a witch and my little sister, Kathi, she's a werewolf." He rubbed his eyes. "My parents are dead, and the three of us have been living for the past three years with my grandparents, devout Irish Catholics who have a strong dislike of everything. Especially Spike. He's too.too.wild for their liking. They only put up with me an' Lil 'cause we're their grandkids."
Buffy cocked her head to one side. "Is that all?"
Liam shook his head. "No. But it's all I'm gonna tell."
She nodded. "Fair enough Liam."
He sighed and raked a hand through his hair. He glanced out the window, saw the sun begin to set. "We'll probably stay in a motel tonight."
Buffy dug in her pocket. "I have money."
Liam shook his head and took her hand. "We'll take turns paying. Usually we sleep in the car, though." He glanced back over his shoulder. "*/HEY/*!! Wake up, you two!"
Lillia yawned and stretched, sitting up to glance out the window. "Motel?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
The dark-haired girl elbowed Spike, who sat up and swore as he stared out the window. He groaned and asked, "Motel?"
Lillia nodded as Liam pulled into a parking lot. "Yeah, motel. Two rooms?"
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.
"Huh," Liam said when Buffy was done with her story.
The blonde looked at him anxiously. "Do you think I'm nuts."
He looked at her, seriously, eyes flickering between her and the road, and slowly shook his head. "No."
She breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed his hand. "Now you."
He sighed. "I take it you're gonna insist?"
Buffy nodded, smiling brightly. "Uh-huh."
Liam shifted his hands on the wheel and stared at the window. "My name's William Angelus Roarke, seventeen, twin brother of Lillia Roarke. Lil's a witch and my little sister, Kathi, she's a werewolf." He rubbed his eyes. "My parents are dead, and the three of us have been living for the past three years with my grandparents, devout Irish Catholics who have a strong dislike of everything. Especially Spike. He's too.too.wild for their liking. They only put up with me an' Lil 'cause we're their grandkids."
Buffy cocked her head to one side. "Is that all?"
Liam shook his head. "No. But it's all I'm gonna tell."
She nodded. "Fair enough Liam."
He sighed and raked a hand through his hair. He glanced out the window, saw the sun begin to set. "We'll probably stay in a motel tonight."
Buffy dug in her pocket. "I have money."
Liam shook his head and took her hand. "We'll take turns paying. Usually we sleep in the car, though." He glanced back over his shoulder. "*/HEY/*!! Wake up, you two!"
Lillia yawned and stretched, sitting up to glance out the window. "Motel?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
The dark-haired girl elbowed Spike, who sat up and swore as he stared out the window. He groaned and asked, "Motel?"
Lillia nodded as Liam pulled into a parking lot. "Yeah, motel. Two rooms?"
TBC...
