Author: Slayer Chica
Disclaimer: I don't own though I really really want to own them.
"I like this Spike!" Buffy cried as she looked around the store full of goodies. It had every thing from conventional clothes to leather halters and pants to exotic stuff.
Wild jewelry was everywhere. It was a bad girl's play ground. One in which Buffy couldn't wait to join in on. Spike watched as she wandered around the store looking at all sorts of goodies. Then on of the sales clerks came out and offered to help her pick out some new clothes.
Spike decided this was a good time to go over, especially since the article of clothing the woman was showing Buffy was causing her to blush. He quickly crossed over to his love, slipping his arms around.
"So pet, how is the shopping coming?" He asked softly as he looked down into her eyes. Buffy looked like she was going to have a heart attack.
"Spike," she whispered so softly that the woman could hear one word she said. "I-I know you would like this kinda thing, b-but I don't think I am quite ready to be so.. so.."
Spike smiled down at her, "Risky pet?" Buffy nodded so ashamed, that it made Spike's heart sink. "Luv, you know I would never push you to do anything or wear anything you didn't feel comfortable."
She looked up to protest that she should, but Spike cut her off. "Slayer, Buffy look at me, I know you feel intimated by my, err, sexual experience, but I don't want you to do anything just to make me believe that you are not a child. I will never treat you as one." He paused for a moment and then continued, "I know one day you will feel comfortable with your sexuality, but I am not going to push you just because I like them and feel comfortable with them. If you don't feel comfortable or want to do these things, we won't. Do you understand luv?"
Buffy nodded slowly, again there was admiration in her eyes for him. He was nothing like her other partners, who had always seemed to put pressure on her. Whether it meant to act older or to try things she didn't like.
Turning to the women, "I think I would like to some leather pants and some tank tops." Then she turned to Spike, "Thanks Spike. Why don't you go and find that book we talked about earlier?"
Spike stared at her for a moment puzzled and then the statement's meaning finally dawned on him. "Pet are you sure about this?" He asked gently, Buffy nodded slightly, a smile present on her lips.
"Yes Spike, I am sure. But you find out what we need to know first." Spike was barely able to contain himself, he quickly bent down to kiss his girl passionately. When he finally released her from his clutches she struggled to catch her breath.
"I love you Spike." Buffy said finally when she was able to breath again.
"I love you to pantera. Te amo Buffy." The embarrassed shopkeeper was trying to hid her face, she had never seen something so passion it before, it was almost like a dream. Buffy finally saw her embarrassment.
"Spike you better get going to get that book." She said in a rough, passion filled voice that was accompanied by a sexy wink. Spike looked disappointed, but her saw that promising wink.
"Right on it luv." He headed out the door, passing a twenty year old girl who had just entered the store. The girl recognized him as he swept out of the building.
^Shit, that's the dude. God how am I going to be able to protect them both if they separate. God damn it.^ Then the girl got an idea, she scanned the building for the slayer. Upon seeing her, Dia ran over to her.
"Mistress," She said as reverently as she could, "Master Spike has sent me to fetch you." Dia was going to kill her grandfather after this was over, ^First my charges are both stubborn and willful. Now I am to play fledging to her boyfriend. Oh well if it keeps me close enough to them to protect them, then I guess it is worth it, isn't it?^
Buffy looked over at the girl vampire, "Spike sent you? Why is that dearie?" Buffy asked the girl carefully, not sure if she was to trust this girl or not.
Dia stared at her for a moment before replying, "The master feels that it is not safe for you two to be separated my mistress." Buffy was satisfied with that answer and motioned for Dia to lead her to Spike.
Dia lead her quickly out of the shop with Buffy trailing behind with bags of clothes and other goodies.
Before she left though, she turned back to the saleswoman. "About that item that you showed me earlier, send it to the hotel on Maple street, room 889."
The woman nodded, she knew well to obey this girl for she was Spike's companion. She knew better then argue with someone in that position. "Yes, it will be down right away miss." Buffy smiled as she turned away towards Dia who was trying not to act impatient waiting for her.
"Lead on." Buffy command her, and Dia did as she was told. They set off for the old bookstore that contained the book that Buffy and Spike wanted so badly.
"I believe it is in our best interest to give the files to the vampire Spike." Travers stated to the rest of the twelve. "It is the only way we will successfully be rid of the girl."
The members mummered in an agreement. "Yes what better way to make it look like it is an accident, then to have her being killed by the one creature that she was meant to be with."
One of the council members said softly from the shadows. All the members looked out him strangely.
"Why do you say that my brother? What do you mean?" Travers asked the man.
The man looked up at them smiling, "She is the one to bring the bond back in place. Give him the files and the prophecy will be destroyed and we, gentleman will have complete control of the slayer until the end of time."
With that the man withdrew from the shadows into the light. His face was twisted and scared. Travers bent his head down,
"Forgive me sir for questioning you, I did not recognize your voice. " His voice was full of fear. "It shall be down as you say so…Mr. Wyndam-Pryce."
The man nodded as he looked down at the girl's picture that still lay on the table. "We deliver the files tonight, anything suspicious happens you know what to do."
Then he turned around with Buffy's picture in his hand. He walked over to the fireplace and threw it in. Then he was gone and the picture shot up into smoke. A voice could be heard singing, "in London, the slayer will die tonight."
TCB……
Disclaimer: I don't own though I really really want to own them.
"I like this Spike!" Buffy cried as she looked around the store full of goodies. It had every thing from conventional clothes to leather halters and pants to exotic stuff.
Wild jewelry was everywhere. It was a bad girl's play ground. One in which Buffy couldn't wait to join in on. Spike watched as she wandered around the store looking at all sorts of goodies. Then on of the sales clerks came out and offered to help her pick out some new clothes.
Spike decided this was a good time to go over, especially since the article of clothing the woman was showing Buffy was causing her to blush. He quickly crossed over to his love, slipping his arms around.
"So pet, how is the shopping coming?" He asked softly as he looked down into her eyes. Buffy looked like she was going to have a heart attack.
"Spike," she whispered so softly that the woman could hear one word she said. "I-I know you would like this kinda thing, b-but I don't think I am quite ready to be so.. so.."
Spike smiled down at her, "Risky pet?" Buffy nodded so ashamed, that it made Spike's heart sink. "Luv, you know I would never push you to do anything or wear anything you didn't feel comfortable."
She looked up to protest that she should, but Spike cut her off. "Slayer, Buffy look at me, I know you feel intimated by my, err, sexual experience, but I don't want you to do anything just to make me believe that you are not a child. I will never treat you as one." He paused for a moment and then continued, "I know one day you will feel comfortable with your sexuality, but I am not going to push you just because I like them and feel comfortable with them. If you don't feel comfortable or want to do these things, we won't. Do you understand luv?"
Buffy nodded slowly, again there was admiration in her eyes for him. He was nothing like her other partners, who had always seemed to put pressure on her. Whether it meant to act older or to try things she didn't like.
Turning to the women, "I think I would like to some leather pants and some tank tops." Then she turned to Spike, "Thanks Spike. Why don't you go and find that book we talked about earlier?"
Spike stared at her for a moment puzzled and then the statement's meaning finally dawned on him. "Pet are you sure about this?" He asked gently, Buffy nodded slightly, a smile present on her lips.
"Yes Spike, I am sure. But you find out what we need to know first." Spike was barely able to contain himself, he quickly bent down to kiss his girl passionately. When he finally released her from his clutches she struggled to catch her breath.
"I love you Spike." Buffy said finally when she was able to breath again.
"I love you to pantera. Te amo Buffy." The embarrassed shopkeeper was trying to hid her face, she had never seen something so passion it before, it was almost like a dream. Buffy finally saw her embarrassment.
"Spike you better get going to get that book." She said in a rough, passion filled voice that was accompanied by a sexy wink. Spike looked disappointed, but her saw that promising wink.
"Right on it luv." He headed out the door, passing a twenty year old girl who had just entered the store. The girl recognized him as he swept out of the building.
^Shit, that's the dude. God how am I going to be able to protect them both if they separate. God damn it.^ Then the girl got an idea, she scanned the building for the slayer. Upon seeing her, Dia ran over to her.
"Mistress," She said as reverently as she could, "Master Spike has sent me to fetch you." Dia was going to kill her grandfather after this was over, ^First my charges are both stubborn and willful. Now I am to play fledging to her boyfriend. Oh well if it keeps me close enough to them to protect them, then I guess it is worth it, isn't it?^
Buffy looked over at the girl vampire, "Spike sent you? Why is that dearie?" Buffy asked the girl carefully, not sure if she was to trust this girl or not.
Dia stared at her for a moment before replying, "The master feels that it is not safe for you two to be separated my mistress." Buffy was satisfied with that answer and motioned for Dia to lead her to Spike.
Dia lead her quickly out of the shop with Buffy trailing behind with bags of clothes and other goodies.
Before she left though, she turned back to the saleswoman. "About that item that you showed me earlier, send it to the hotel on Maple street, room 889."
The woman nodded, she knew well to obey this girl for she was Spike's companion. She knew better then argue with someone in that position. "Yes, it will be down right away miss." Buffy smiled as she turned away towards Dia who was trying not to act impatient waiting for her.
"Lead on." Buffy command her, and Dia did as she was told. They set off for the old bookstore that contained the book that Buffy and Spike wanted so badly.
"I believe it is in our best interest to give the files to the vampire Spike." Travers stated to the rest of the twelve. "It is the only way we will successfully be rid of the girl."
The members mummered in an agreement. "Yes what better way to make it look like it is an accident, then to have her being killed by the one creature that she was meant to be with."
One of the council members said softly from the shadows. All the members looked out him strangely.
"Why do you say that my brother? What do you mean?" Travers asked the man.
The man looked up at them smiling, "She is the one to bring the bond back in place. Give him the files and the prophecy will be destroyed and we, gentleman will have complete control of the slayer until the end of time."
With that the man withdrew from the shadows into the light. His face was twisted and scared. Travers bent his head down,
"Forgive me sir for questioning you, I did not recognize your voice. " His voice was full of fear. "It shall be down as you say so…Mr. Wyndam-Pryce."
The man nodded as he looked down at the girl's picture that still lay on the table. "We deliver the files tonight, anything suspicious happens you know what to do."
Then he turned around with Buffy's picture in his hand. He walked over to the fireplace and threw it in. Then he was gone and the picture shot up into smoke. A voice could be heard singing, "in London, the slayer will die tonight."
TCB……