Title: Smashed
Chapter: 4
AN: I've been sent some e-mails from people saying that they haven't been able to open chapter 4, so I've re-posted it for those who haven't been able to read it yet. I'm not really sure how I'm going to end this, but I'm open to any suggestions. Please review.
The gang were all seated around the table silently. No one knew what to say. Finally Xander spoke.
"When did this happen?" he asked looking at Buffy.
"Last night," Buffy answered avoiding his gaze.
"So it's just a fling, then. You know, a one night stand. Please say it is," Xander pleaded.
"No, it's not," Buffy said quietly.
"Oh, God," Xander groaned. "Are you crazy?"
"How can you call me crazy, Xander?" Buffy asked angrily, looking up at him.
"Because the way you're acting.what you're doing.it isn't like you?"
"It is me, Xander," Buffy said. "I didn't expect this to happen either, but it did and I'm happy."
"How can you be happy?" Xander asked. "He's a demon. A killer. He doesn't love you."
"How can you say that after everything he's done. Were you blind all summer? He helped you even though I wasn't there to see it. I know what he did and I know he did it because he wanted to. And he does love me."
"You don't need him," Xander told her. "You have us."
"Do I?"
"What?" Xander asked in surprise. "Of course you do."
You pulled me out of Heaven. All of you did. I was finally at peace and you pulled me out. You didn't even try to find out if I was in Hell. You were all selfish. You just expected me to go back to slaying like nothing had happened so you wouldn't have to worry about it."
"That's not why we brought you back," Xander said.
"Well it seems like it to me. Have any of you even bothered to help patrol me since I came back? You haven't even bothered to ask if I need your help. Spike is the only one who patrols with me now. Even when I didn't want him, he was still there for me."
Willow and Xander looked down, knowing that it was true.
"And on top of the slaying I'll probably have to get a job, because I can't make the mortgage payments on the house anymore. I'll probably have to sell it. You all know about my money problems, but you didn't even ask if I needed your help with that. Spike has been the only one here for me. He loves me and I love him. And if you can't handle that, then you really aren't my friends."
She stormed into the training room and slammed the door behind her. Spike looked around the table at everyone. They were all staring down at the table in shame. He knew they felt bad, but Buffy was right. They hadn't been there for Buffy when she really needed them.
He got up and walked over to the training room. He could hear the steady pounding of Buffy's fists on the punching bag. He opened the door quietly and stepped inside.
Buffy looked up as he walked over to her. He could tell she was close to tears. She approached him slowly and wrapped her arms around him.
"It's alright," Spike said softly, as he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. "You needed to get that out. They needed to know how you felt."
"I know," Buffy said, tears falling from her closed eyes. "What am I going to do?"
"I don't know," Spike said, holding her tighter. ***
"She's right," Willow said, looking up at Xander and Anya finally. "We haven't been helping her. We've been horrible friends. I didn't think the money problems were that bad anymore. I thought Giles gave her some."
"He did," Xander said. "It was probably enough to pay off the bills, but it won't stop them from coming."
"Giles still gets paid by the Council and he gets part of the profits from the shop," Anya said. "Can't he just give her some more?"
"Giles does get paid by the Council," Willow said thoughtfully. "Oh, I've got an idea!" She jumped up from the table and headed for the phone.
"What?" Anya and Xander asked together.
"Well, let's just say that Anya's idea about Buffy getting paid for slaying might not be such a bad idea after all. I just hope it works."
Please review and let me know what you think.
Chapter: 4
AN: I've been sent some e-mails from people saying that they haven't been able to open chapter 4, so I've re-posted it for those who haven't been able to read it yet. I'm not really sure how I'm going to end this, but I'm open to any suggestions. Please review.
The gang were all seated around the table silently. No one knew what to say. Finally Xander spoke.
"When did this happen?" he asked looking at Buffy.
"Last night," Buffy answered avoiding his gaze.
"So it's just a fling, then. You know, a one night stand. Please say it is," Xander pleaded.
"No, it's not," Buffy said quietly.
"Oh, God," Xander groaned. "Are you crazy?"
"How can you call me crazy, Xander?" Buffy asked angrily, looking up at him.
"Because the way you're acting.what you're doing.it isn't like you?"
"It is me, Xander," Buffy said. "I didn't expect this to happen either, but it did and I'm happy."
"How can you be happy?" Xander asked. "He's a demon. A killer. He doesn't love you."
"How can you say that after everything he's done. Were you blind all summer? He helped you even though I wasn't there to see it. I know what he did and I know he did it because he wanted to. And he does love me."
"You don't need him," Xander told her. "You have us."
"Do I?"
"What?" Xander asked in surprise. "Of course you do."
You pulled me out of Heaven. All of you did. I was finally at peace and you pulled me out. You didn't even try to find out if I was in Hell. You were all selfish. You just expected me to go back to slaying like nothing had happened so you wouldn't have to worry about it."
"That's not why we brought you back," Xander said.
"Well it seems like it to me. Have any of you even bothered to help patrol me since I came back? You haven't even bothered to ask if I need your help. Spike is the only one who patrols with me now. Even when I didn't want him, he was still there for me."
Willow and Xander looked down, knowing that it was true.
"And on top of the slaying I'll probably have to get a job, because I can't make the mortgage payments on the house anymore. I'll probably have to sell it. You all know about my money problems, but you didn't even ask if I needed your help with that. Spike has been the only one here for me. He loves me and I love him. And if you can't handle that, then you really aren't my friends."
She stormed into the training room and slammed the door behind her. Spike looked around the table at everyone. They were all staring down at the table in shame. He knew they felt bad, but Buffy was right. They hadn't been there for Buffy when she really needed them.
He got up and walked over to the training room. He could hear the steady pounding of Buffy's fists on the punching bag. He opened the door quietly and stepped inside.
Buffy looked up as he walked over to her. He could tell she was close to tears. She approached him slowly and wrapped her arms around him.
"It's alright," Spike said softly, as he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. "You needed to get that out. They needed to know how you felt."
"I know," Buffy said, tears falling from her closed eyes. "What am I going to do?"
"I don't know," Spike said, holding her tighter. ***
"She's right," Willow said, looking up at Xander and Anya finally. "We haven't been helping her. We've been horrible friends. I didn't think the money problems were that bad anymore. I thought Giles gave her some."
"He did," Xander said. "It was probably enough to pay off the bills, but it won't stop them from coming."
"Giles still gets paid by the Council and he gets part of the profits from the shop," Anya said. "Can't he just give her some more?"
"Giles does get paid by the Council," Willow said thoughtfully. "Oh, I've got an idea!" She jumped up from the table and headed for the phone.
"What?" Anya and Xander asked together.
"Well, let's just say that Anya's idea about Buffy getting paid for slaying might not be such a bad idea after all. I just hope it works."
Please review and let me know what you think.
