Right I have never written a Buffy story before and I haven't read many, so
if this storyline is familiar to someone else's, its pure coincidence and
I'm sorry
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Buffy [and those of Angel who appear later on in this story] the mighty Joss Whedon does. Plus I don't own any of the song lyrics used throughout this story.
Rated: R for swearing and sexual content. M/F
Summary: Set early Season 6 of Buffy and early season 3 Angel (but in no way connected to later events of both the series) A new woman comes to Sunnydale and reluctantly helps the Scooby's out, Spike can't help but feel a connection with her....
Genre: Angst
Feedback: Please review, good or bad, tell me. Email me at musictosellyoursoulfor@yahoo.co.uk
Chapter Three - Opened Once
Spike lay in his crypt, it was daytime but he had missed his opportunities to make it back to the Magic Shop in time. Not like hanging around with the Scoobs would have been a fucking highlight of his existence. Not at all. He thought of her, how if it was possible and he had no idea if it was he felt guilt for telling her essentially that no one wanted her. The only other time he felt guilt was with Buffy, for breaking his promise to her to protect Dawn from Glory. That had stayed with him for months and still did. But he understood that, he loved Buffy and never wanted to hurt her. With Louise he just couldn't understand her. Why would anyone want to stay in Sunnydale? Why?
"She must have a screw loose" he mumbled to himself laughing, "She's a bloody crazy bint"
"You're the one talking to yourself, now that's the first sign of craziness" The familiar female voiced said
Spike opened his eyes, but he had known who it was anyway "Buffy"
"Good with names Spike" She tried to joke sitting down in one of the chairs Spike had brought over the summer to refurbish his place and in an effort to take his mind of her.
"What can I do you for?" He questioned but the look in her eyes had been the same one she always graced him with since her return, a look of 'can we talk?'
"Things you know" Buffy whispered watching Spike sit down beside her
"Your friends causing you trouble?" He enquired
"It's been two months I still can't function, what is that all about? I'm the Slayer, I should be strong" she began
"We all have are off days" He reasoned reaching for his bottle of whiskey and offering her some, Buffy declined.
"Off two months" She muttered helplessly
"Well if it helps I told Lou" He said taking a large swig of his whiskey, the guilt of hurting Louise came back into his mind, he needed to numb it
"What did she say, I bet she's leaving isn't she, I could really do with her around?" Buffy complained
"She wasn't pleased, it was her last hope" Spike revealed
"Magic isn't always the right thing" Buffy remarked
Spike knew she was referring to her Wicca friend using the magic's to pull her out of her peace "She's stilling staying though"
"Thank god" She sighed
"Though." He paused "Thought maybe you should actually act grateful around her for once, she feels unwanted, despised by you and the gang"
"Despised?" Buffy responded in shock "I haven't said anything to her"
"Low self esteem, that's her issue" He sighed "I'm not saying act like she's your best friend but if you want her to stay around to help out, she wont for longer, she's only staying because."
"Yeah" She urged him, she couldn't spend all day hanging with Spike, it wasn't normal
"I don't know why she's staying, really don't. She is a little crazy maybe it attracts her to the Hellmouth" Spike laughed but deep down he continued wondering why Louise would stay?
"I try to be nicer, but she doesn't say anything, she isn't sociable, sure she can research and hold her own in a fight" Buffy commented her voice trailing off
"Buff what is it?" He questioned, she was frowning
"Nothing" Buffy brushed off "Well maybe, Louise, does she ever train?"
Spike racked his brain, he had known her for half a month, and had paired up with her a few times when fighting needed to be done, not once had she really gotten herself into trouble she couldn't handle by herself. "Erm truth is I don't really socialise with her much, only visited her place once, she probably trains there"
"Yeah, must do, maybe I should invite her to train with me" Buffy suggested
"Sure" Spike was distracted, usually he paid full attention to Buffy, watching her every move, torturing himself over never being able to touch her skin like he desired, wishing she would stop being in so much bloody denial and just shag him! Yet now his attention stayed with the issue of Louise, she was strong, yet you wouldn't think it, she had a slenderer figure than the Slayer, no muscles, but good reflexes, a knowledge of kick boxing and one mean punch, he had on meeting her been at the receiving end of her fist. He had never thought about it before, but had anyone considered Louise could be a Slayer in waiting? That's why she was so drawn to the Hellmouth. Had something had happened to that sexy rough rogue Slayer Faith and Louise was her replacement? Spike shook his head, no that wouldn't be right Mr-I'm-such-a- pretty boy-Angel would had informed Buffy when they met up the week before for their 'secret' meeting which the Slayer was so reluctant to speak off. His jealousy at Angel's hold on Buffy caused Spike to forget about his queries on Louise and begin to boil inside with hate for the vampire who had been like a sire to him.
"I have to go, supposed to be looking for work" Buffy stated getting up
"You do that, maybe you should get work at the Bronze like Lou" He said
"And have to put up with jerks all the time, that girl what goes on in her mind?" Buffy off handily replied
"Insanity" Spike yelled as Buffy left his crypt
"Guess the Hellmouth sends us all crazy" Buffy sadly responded ***********
She was sulking, yep she would admit to that, sulking at the gang for not helping her with her quest, her simple plea for a spell. It wasn't just that and she wasn't sulking she was crying, on her bed crying. Spike, Spike, Spike, that same word in her mind. Buffy she didn't deserve him, no way, Louise believed she did, she would treat him like the human being he once was, treat him with love and well she would let him change her to be like him if he desired that because Louise loved him, she didn't understand why but even though she remembered nothing of her previous life she knew she had never been in love like she was now. Louise knew she wasn't normal, so many things didn't add up, whoever she was before she woke in that park, it wasn't your average citizen. Not like he or the rest of them knew that, she kept her suspicions and worries to herself. They would begin to ask questions she had no way of knowing the answers too, all she knew, believed was that she couldn't have a family before this happened and she was definitely an abnormal person.
She turned on her side, her bed was empty, what did she expect? She wasn't good looking, didn't have any attraction to any guys, self-loathing may have been clichéd but it how she truly felt. Ugly, on the inside and the out. A weirdo. The only person she could love was a vampire for Christ's sake, a soulless creature. Only he appealed to her like no other, she saw his beauty, she had heard about his depression when Buffy had died, surely that just proved Spike could be a person, someone to love. Still though, he wanted Buffy not her. It had been two days since their last meeting, since he had told her he loved Buffy and that Willow and Tara wouldn't help her out. Had anyone come to see her? No, why would they, no impending danger. He certainly hadn't turned up, she would had given him the invitation he needed, she would had allowed him anything he wanted, anything. Yet he hadn't come round, no fucking chance.
Memories, sweet memories of seeing Spike for the first time entered her mind. She had arrived in Sunnydale without a clue, shit 16 days ago seemed like a lifetime. In Sunnydale, with money she had no idea she had gotten hold off and no place to stay. Louise had heard on her travels from Detroit to California about the infamous Slayer. The first time had been in Seattle when some vampire she had been fighting called her the Slayer. She had been confused, until the name kept turning up, the Slayer, The Chosen One, Buffy and this mysterious one called Faith. Louise managed to break out into a smile as she lay on her bed, wiping away her tears 'If I was the Slayer Spike would probably like me' she joked. So yes the Slayer had been one of the reason's she went to Sunnydale, that and the excessive amounts of mystical going's on in the Californian town.
When she had wandered the cemetery the first night she arrived, she had seen him. A vampire, donned in a long leather jacket, bleach-blonde hair. Louise had gone into her immediate reaction of reaching for her stake and jumping on his back. But he had been strong had pushed her off, she had retaliated in a strong punch; he had began his infamous verbal sparring. Louise had been so caught up in the fight it took until she straddled him until she looked at his eyes, his wonderful blue eyes, and his lips and his cheekbones, his face, so flawless. Maybe that was why he would never love her, want her, she had started of on a bad start, almost staking him. He may have been a vampire but the arrival of Anya and Willow had informed her he was one who couldn't harm humans.
Louise didn't believe that was true, he hurt her by his very existence. Every ounce of pain she felt came from him, he tore at her soul and all he did was carry on with his life, he hadn't scorned her with his words, he just accepted she was there and pulled into the world of the Scobbies.
She looked at her clock; she had work, boring, mundane work. Hours of drunken students who were oblivious to the true nature of Sunnydale. Hours that could have been spent trying to talk to him, desperately trying get closer to him. She pulled herself out of bed, she didn't feel hungry, but that was normal for her, food wasn't her favourite activity but then again nothing seemed to be.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Buffy [and those of Angel who appear later on in this story] the mighty Joss Whedon does. Plus I don't own any of the song lyrics used throughout this story.
Rated: R for swearing and sexual content. M/F
Summary: Set early Season 6 of Buffy and early season 3 Angel (but in no way connected to later events of both the series) A new woman comes to Sunnydale and reluctantly helps the Scooby's out, Spike can't help but feel a connection with her....
Genre: Angst
Feedback: Please review, good or bad, tell me. Email me at musictosellyoursoulfor@yahoo.co.uk
Chapter Three - Opened Once
Spike lay in his crypt, it was daytime but he had missed his opportunities to make it back to the Magic Shop in time. Not like hanging around with the Scoobs would have been a fucking highlight of his existence. Not at all. He thought of her, how if it was possible and he had no idea if it was he felt guilt for telling her essentially that no one wanted her. The only other time he felt guilt was with Buffy, for breaking his promise to her to protect Dawn from Glory. That had stayed with him for months and still did. But he understood that, he loved Buffy and never wanted to hurt her. With Louise he just couldn't understand her. Why would anyone want to stay in Sunnydale? Why?
"She must have a screw loose" he mumbled to himself laughing, "She's a bloody crazy bint"
"You're the one talking to yourself, now that's the first sign of craziness" The familiar female voiced said
Spike opened his eyes, but he had known who it was anyway "Buffy"
"Good with names Spike" She tried to joke sitting down in one of the chairs Spike had brought over the summer to refurbish his place and in an effort to take his mind of her.
"What can I do you for?" He questioned but the look in her eyes had been the same one she always graced him with since her return, a look of 'can we talk?'
"Things you know" Buffy whispered watching Spike sit down beside her
"Your friends causing you trouble?" He enquired
"It's been two months I still can't function, what is that all about? I'm the Slayer, I should be strong" she began
"We all have are off days" He reasoned reaching for his bottle of whiskey and offering her some, Buffy declined.
"Off two months" She muttered helplessly
"Well if it helps I told Lou" He said taking a large swig of his whiskey, the guilt of hurting Louise came back into his mind, he needed to numb it
"What did she say, I bet she's leaving isn't she, I could really do with her around?" Buffy complained
"She wasn't pleased, it was her last hope" Spike revealed
"Magic isn't always the right thing" Buffy remarked
Spike knew she was referring to her Wicca friend using the magic's to pull her out of her peace "She's stilling staying though"
"Thank god" She sighed
"Though." He paused "Thought maybe you should actually act grateful around her for once, she feels unwanted, despised by you and the gang"
"Despised?" Buffy responded in shock "I haven't said anything to her"
"Low self esteem, that's her issue" He sighed "I'm not saying act like she's your best friend but if you want her to stay around to help out, she wont for longer, she's only staying because."
"Yeah" She urged him, she couldn't spend all day hanging with Spike, it wasn't normal
"I don't know why she's staying, really don't. She is a little crazy maybe it attracts her to the Hellmouth" Spike laughed but deep down he continued wondering why Louise would stay?
"I try to be nicer, but she doesn't say anything, she isn't sociable, sure she can research and hold her own in a fight" Buffy commented her voice trailing off
"Buff what is it?" He questioned, she was frowning
"Nothing" Buffy brushed off "Well maybe, Louise, does she ever train?"
Spike racked his brain, he had known her for half a month, and had paired up with her a few times when fighting needed to be done, not once had she really gotten herself into trouble she couldn't handle by herself. "Erm truth is I don't really socialise with her much, only visited her place once, she probably trains there"
"Yeah, must do, maybe I should invite her to train with me" Buffy suggested
"Sure" Spike was distracted, usually he paid full attention to Buffy, watching her every move, torturing himself over never being able to touch her skin like he desired, wishing she would stop being in so much bloody denial and just shag him! Yet now his attention stayed with the issue of Louise, she was strong, yet you wouldn't think it, she had a slenderer figure than the Slayer, no muscles, but good reflexes, a knowledge of kick boxing and one mean punch, he had on meeting her been at the receiving end of her fist. He had never thought about it before, but had anyone considered Louise could be a Slayer in waiting? That's why she was so drawn to the Hellmouth. Had something had happened to that sexy rough rogue Slayer Faith and Louise was her replacement? Spike shook his head, no that wouldn't be right Mr-I'm-such-a- pretty boy-Angel would had informed Buffy when they met up the week before for their 'secret' meeting which the Slayer was so reluctant to speak off. His jealousy at Angel's hold on Buffy caused Spike to forget about his queries on Louise and begin to boil inside with hate for the vampire who had been like a sire to him.
"I have to go, supposed to be looking for work" Buffy stated getting up
"You do that, maybe you should get work at the Bronze like Lou" He said
"And have to put up with jerks all the time, that girl what goes on in her mind?" Buffy off handily replied
"Insanity" Spike yelled as Buffy left his crypt
"Guess the Hellmouth sends us all crazy" Buffy sadly responded ***********
She was sulking, yep she would admit to that, sulking at the gang for not helping her with her quest, her simple plea for a spell. It wasn't just that and she wasn't sulking she was crying, on her bed crying. Spike, Spike, Spike, that same word in her mind. Buffy she didn't deserve him, no way, Louise believed she did, she would treat him like the human being he once was, treat him with love and well she would let him change her to be like him if he desired that because Louise loved him, she didn't understand why but even though she remembered nothing of her previous life she knew she had never been in love like she was now. Louise knew she wasn't normal, so many things didn't add up, whoever she was before she woke in that park, it wasn't your average citizen. Not like he or the rest of them knew that, she kept her suspicions and worries to herself. They would begin to ask questions she had no way of knowing the answers too, all she knew, believed was that she couldn't have a family before this happened and she was definitely an abnormal person.
She turned on her side, her bed was empty, what did she expect? She wasn't good looking, didn't have any attraction to any guys, self-loathing may have been clichéd but it how she truly felt. Ugly, on the inside and the out. A weirdo. The only person she could love was a vampire for Christ's sake, a soulless creature. Only he appealed to her like no other, she saw his beauty, she had heard about his depression when Buffy had died, surely that just proved Spike could be a person, someone to love. Still though, he wanted Buffy not her. It had been two days since their last meeting, since he had told her he loved Buffy and that Willow and Tara wouldn't help her out. Had anyone come to see her? No, why would they, no impending danger. He certainly hadn't turned up, she would had given him the invitation he needed, she would had allowed him anything he wanted, anything. Yet he hadn't come round, no fucking chance.
Memories, sweet memories of seeing Spike for the first time entered her mind. She had arrived in Sunnydale without a clue, shit 16 days ago seemed like a lifetime. In Sunnydale, with money she had no idea she had gotten hold off and no place to stay. Louise had heard on her travels from Detroit to California about the infamous Slayer. The first time had been in Seattle when some vampire she had been fighting called her the Slayer. She had been confused, until the name kept turning up, the Slayer, The Chosen One, Buffy and this mysterious one called Faith. Louise managed to break out into a smile as she lay on her bed, wiping away her tears 'If I was the Slayer Spike would probably like me' she joked. So yes the Slayer had been one of the reason's she went to Sunnydale, that and the excessive amounts of mystical going's on in the Californian town.
When she had wandered the cemetery the first night she arrived, she had seen him. A vampire, donned in a long leather jacket, bleach-blonde hair. Louise had gone into her immediate reaction of reaching for her stake and jumping on his back. But he had been strong had pushed her off, she had retaliated in a strong punch; he had began his infamous verbal sparring. Louise had been so caught up in the fight it took until she straddled him until she looked at his eyes, his wonderful blue eyes, and his lips and his cheekbones, his face, so flawless. Maybe that was why he would never love her, want her, she had started of on a bad start, almost staking him. He may have been a vampire but the arrival of Anya and Willow had informed her he was one who couldn't harm humans.
Louise didn't believe that was true, he hurt her by his very existence. Every ounce of pain she felt came from him, he tore at her soul and all he did was carry on with his life, he hadn't scorned her with his words, he just accepted she was there and pulled into the world of the Scobbies.
She looked at her clock; she had work, boring, mundane work. Hours of drunken students who were oblivious to the true nature of Sunnydale. Hours that could have been spent trying to talk to him, desperately trying get closer to him. She pulled herself out of bed, she didn't feel hungry, but that was normal for her, food wasn't her favourite activity but then again nothing seemed to be.