"Bloody Slayer" Spike grumbled as he gulped down his beer later on in The
Bronze. "Has a way of getting under my skin she has".
"That's what their supposed to do", a familiar voice said behind him. Spike
turned to see Skylark grinning at him. "Sorry, did I startle you?"
Spike shook his head and indicated the empty bar stool next to him. Skylark
sat in it. Spike asked the burning question. "So what happened to you last
night."
Skylark shrugged. "Had to be somewhere. Anyway, I saw you taking your
morning jog today. Isn't that a bit dangerous for you?"
Skylark was just as stunning as ever. This time she wore a heavy Celtic
cross around her neck. Her hair had been pulled back off her face into a
high ponytail, to reveal beautiful high cheekbones. Her red streaks still
hung down, framing her heart-shaped face. She ruined the image by frowning.
"What's wrong? Have I got something on my face?" Her fingers flew up to her
face, giving it a close inspection.
Spike watched amused. Finally, he said, "nah, just enjoying the view".
Skylark blushed and looked away. "Listen about the other night."
Skylark raised her hand and Spike stopped in mid-sentence. "I just want to
listen to this song". She closed her eyes and swayed to the music. It was
Staind's "Outside". Spike found it rather depressing but Skylark seemed to
like it so he stayed silent.
"And you, bring me to my knees again, All the times, I had to beg you please - in vain. All the times, that I felt insecure, For you and I leave my burdens at the door".
Now Skylark had her eyes open again and Spike felt himself drowning in them. She stared at him but didn't blink, he felt like she was looking deep into his still-beating heart, wondering whether he could truly love.
"But I'm on the outside I'm looking in, I can see through you, see your true colours. Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you."
Spike shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He felt like he was under the Third Degree or something similar. Still Skylark had not blinked and her whole body was rigid.
"All the times that I felt like this won't end, It's for you. And I taste what I could never have; it was from you All the times that I've cried, my intentions, full of pride. But I waste more time than anyone."
Their gazes were once locked again and so intense were they that both Spike and Skylark were quivering in anticipation.
"But I'm on the outside, I'm looking in. I can see through you, see your true colours. Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you".
Eyes boring into him, eyes boring into her. Neither able to tear their eye's from the other. Fingertips almost touching, faces inches away. Heavy breathing from her, no breathing from him.
"All the times that I've cried, All this wasted; it's all inside. And I feel all this pain stuffed it down. It's back again and I lie here in bed. All alone, I can't mend - but I feel Tomorrow will be okay".
Inching closer by the minute, lips almost touching now. Hands clasped in each other's, finally their lips meet. Sheer pleasure, nothing else matters now. Everything is forgotten.
"But I'm on the outside, I'm looking in. I can see through you, see your true colours. Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me I can see through you, see to the real you."
In each other's arms, Spike and Skylark enclosed in each other's scent. The rest of the world doesn't exist and all that matters is them. They stayed that way for at least another two songs until a bustling young couple barging their way to the bar disrupted them. Spike grunted and stood out of their way, guiding Skylark who was still in his arms. She didn't seem to notice the disruption and continued to hold on to Spike. He led her outside and down the street. He had almost gotten back to his crypt when Skylark started to bring herself back to reality. She murmured something and blinked. She looked up into Spike's icy cool eyes and smiled. He smiled back and they walked the rest of the way in silence, arm in arm. When they were in Spike's crypt; Skylark slumped on the couch and put her feet up on it. Spike raised his eyebrow but said nothing and seated himself opposite Skylark. They looked at each other for ages, until Spike cleared his throat and spoke. "I uh.spoke to one of my mate's today.who's kinda knowledgeable in.things." And he went on to tell Skylark all what Giles had told him, neatly leaving out the parts of him embarrassing himself. Skylark listened intently, fascinated by how much this so-called "friend" knew. She could tell Spike wasn't telling her everything, but she let it go. When he had finished, Spike watched for her reaction, she merely smiled. Suddenly Buffy burst in. "Spike it's not often you'll hear me say this but I need your help". Spike sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets. "It wouldn't kill you to knock once in a while. Well it might.eventually" and he gave Buffy a hard look. "Not unless you're getting that chip out of your head any time soon and anyway I don't have time for niceties. So your GUEST will have to leave". She turned to Skylark. "No offence but I have a thing about sluts". "Remind you too much of yourself, I suppose" Spike grumbled. Skylark smiled and stood up. She held out her hand and said, "My name's Skylark. And you must be the world-renowned Buffy Summers". Buffy eyed her suspiciously but could tell she was being genuine so she took her hand and shook it. "Yeah I'm Buffy, the slayer!" She emphasised the last part and Skylark laughed. Buffy frowned and took a double take at Skylark. "Wait a minute, you're that shapeshifter aren't you?" "Ah so you've heard about me". Skylark looked at Spike. "So is this your "knowledgeable friend""? "Nah she was just there when I was talking. Has to know all my private business does Slutty". Buffy ignored Spike and continued to look at Skylark. Spike waved his hand in front of Buffy's face. "You were saying you were wanting my help? Say where's lover boy tonight? What's the matter he dump you?" Spike grinned. Buffy rolled her eyes. "Just shows how much you know. In fact I've given him the night off, lad's night out kinda thing." "And I wasn't invited!? I'm hurt!" Spike looked mock shocked. "But that was before I stumbled across a vamp nest. Plus this nest just so happens to be nearer to your crypt than the Bronze." Buffy gave Spike a hard look. Spike sighed, "fine but Skylark's tagging along whether you like it or not".
"And you, bring me to my knees again, All the times, I had to beg you please - in vain. All the times, that I felt insecure, For you and I leave my burdens at the door".
Now Skylark had her eyes open again and Spike felt himself drowning in them. She stared at him but didn't blink, he felt like she was looking deep into his still-beating heart, wondering whether he could truly love.
"But I'm on the outside I'm looking in, I can see through you, see your true colours. Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you."
Spike shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He felt like he was under the Third Degree or something similar. Still Skylark had not blinked and her whole body was rigid.
"All the times that I felt like this won't end, It's for you. And I taste what I could never have; it was from you All the times that I've cried, my intentions, full of pride. But I waste more time than anyone."
Their gazes were once locked again and so intense were they that both Spike and Skylark were quivering in anticipation.
"But I'm on the outside, I'm looking in. I can see through you, see your true colours. Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you".
Eyes boring into him, eyes boring into her. Neither able to tear their eye's from the other. Fingertips almost touching, faces inches away. Heavy breathing from her, no breathing from him.
"All the times that I've cried, All this wasted; it's all inside. And I feel all this pain stuffed it down. It's back again and I lie here in bed. All alone, I can't mend - but I feel Tomorrow will be okay".
Inching closer by the minute, lips almost touching now. Hands clasped in each other's, finally their lips meet. Sheer pleasure, nothing else matters now. Everything is forgotten.
"But I'm on the outside, I'm looking in. I can see through you, see your true colours. Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me I can see through you, see to the real you."
In each other's arms, Spike and Skylark enclosed in each other's scent. The rest of the world doesn't exist and all that matters is them. They stayed that way for at least another two songs until a bustling young couple barging their way to the bar disrupted them. Spike grunted and stood out of their way, guiding Skylark who was still in his arms. She didn't seem to notice the disruption and continued to hold on to Spike. He led her outside and down the street. He had almost gotten back to his crypt when Skylark started to bring herself back to reality. She murmured something and blinked. She looked up into Spike's icy cool eyes and smiled. He smiled back and they walked the rest of the way in silence, arm in arm. When they were in Spike's crypt; Skylark slumped on the couch and put her feet up on it. Spike raised his eyebrow but said nothing and seated himself opposite Skylark. They looked at each other for ages, until Spike cleared his throat and spoke. "I uh.spoke to one of my mate's today.who's kinda knowledgeable in.things." And he went on to tell Skylark all what Giles had told him, neatly leaving out the parts of him embarrassing himself. Skylark listened intently, fascinated by how much this so-called "friend" knew. She could tell Spike wasn't telling her everything, but she let it go. When he had finished, Spike watched for her reaction, she merely smiled. Suddenly Buffy burst in. "Spike it's not often you'll hear me say this but I need your help". Spike sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets. "It wouldn't kill you to knock once in a while. Well it might.eventually" and he gave Buffy a hard look. "Not unless you're getting that chip out of your head any time soon and anyway I don't have time for niceties. So your GUEST will have to leave". She turned to Skylark. "No offence but I have a thing about sluts". "Remind you too much of yourself, I suppose" Spike grumbled. Skylark smiled and stood up. She held out her hand and said, "My name's Skylark. And you must be the world-renowned Buffy Summers". Buffy eyed her suspiciously but could tell she was being genuine so she took her hand and shook it. "Yeah I'm Buffy, the slayer!" She emphasised the last part and Skylark laughed. Buffy frowned and took a double take at Skylark. "Wait a minute, you're that shapeshifter aren't you?" "Ah so you've heard about me". Skylark looked at Spike. "So is this your "knowledgeable friend""? "Nah she was just there when I was talking. Has to know all my private business does Slutty". Buffy ignored Spike and continued to look at Skylark. Spike waved his hand in front of Buffy's face. "You were saying you were wanting my help? Say where's lover boy tonight? What's the matter he dump you?" Spike grinned. Buffy rolled her eyes. "Just shows how much you know. In fact I've given him the night off, lad's night out kinda thing." "And I wasn't invited!? I'm hurt!" Spike looked mock shocked. "But that was before I stumbled across a vamp nest. Plus this nest just so happens to be nearer to your crypt than the Bronze." Buffy gave Spike a hard look. Spike sighed, "fine but Skylark's tagging along whether you like it or not".
