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"Spike, that was........wow!" said Buffy as she threw her head back on
the
pillow.
"Luv, you were amazing! Bloody fantastic!" said Spike, still panting.
"Thanks...............Do you want to do it again!?" asked Buffy,
slightly
bouncing.
"Pet ::pant:: I think I need to rest a little then I'll be ready."
"Okay."
Ten seconds later............"Okay, I'm ready."
Buffy giggled as he rolled her over, losing the sheets.
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"He fainted?!" asked Willow, almost choking on her mocha frappichino
she had
been slurping down rapidly.
"Uhhuh!" said Buffy nodding her head as if it were one of those bobble
heads.
"Well, did you ...you know?" asked Willow, raising her eyebrows.
"Yes. Willow, it was............. I can't describe it. It was so
different
then I had ever imagined."
"Good different or bad different?"
"Very, very good."
Willow giggled," I always thought he would be good."
"Fantasising about my man?" asked Buffy raising one perfectly shaped
eyebrow.
"Well," said Willow, face turning the color of her hair," in gym class,
you
know, he wears that tight shirt and it does show all of his abs, I
mean, he
looks like a tough guy."
Buffy smiled," Don't judge a person by their looks. He's strong, but
when it
comes to me in bed with him...........he was panting like a person who
had
just run the Olympics."
"No way!"
Buffy slurped her mocha," Yes way. I asked him if he wanted to go for
another round and he was like ' Pet, I think I need to get a little
rest
then I'll be ready.' "
"Wow. You know, you could do some serious blackmail with that
information-"
"Shhh Wills. He's coming this way."
Spike walked over towards the redhead and his blond goddess.
"'ello, pet, Red."
"Hi, Spike," greeted Buffy and Willow in unison.
"You know what? I just remembered I have this big, long, long paper to
write
and yeah, so I have to go, um, write it. Bye!" squeaked Willow as she
grabbed her mocha and ran off out of the coffee shop.
Buffy smiled and looked back at Spike who had now seated himself in
Willow's
old spot.
"Was there something you wanted?" asked Buffy, curious as to why he was
there.
"Can't I just come to see my favourite girl?"
"There are more girls?" asked Buffy.
"ONLY girl."
"That's more like it. Anyways no. "
"No what?"
"No, you can't just come to see me. It's impossible for a guy to not
want
something from his girlfriend."
Spike sighed," Okay, I wanted to, um, borrow your sweater.
Yeah......you're
sweater. That's right."
"You wanted to borrow my sweater?" asked Buffy thinking that it was the
most
ridiculous excuse ever.
"Yup!" said Spike, popping the p.
"And may I ask why you would like to borrow my sweater that is for
girls and
is size extra small when you wear large sizes and are a man?"
"Ummm, because my sister, yeah, my sister is just shivering from the
cold.
She doesn't have a sweater and she needs one."
"First of all it's a hundred degrees outside and second of all, you
don't
have a sister."
"Well, I .......I mean she just came. We just adopted her. Uh, see
she's
right there," said Spike as he pointed to a little seven year old girl
standing by the counter, probably waiting for a cookie or something.
Spike got up and dragged the girl over," Don't you need a
sweater.....err....uh......Katie?"
"My name is not, Katie you big fat poo! Let go of me!" she then stomped
on
his foot and ran away.
"Sisters," came out Spike's strangled reply as he clutched his foot.
"Spike, cut the crap, what do you really want?"
"Fine, I came to tell you that I sort of.......um
toldthedoctorthatyouwantedtogetthesurgeryrightawayandhesaidthathecanhaveyoucomeovertothehospitaltoperformittomorrow,
"came Spike's fast reply.
"Wait, what?" asked Buffy.
"Itoldthe-"
"No tell me slowly. Take a deep breath and tell me."
Spike took in a much need breath of oxygen and said," I told the doctor
that
you wanted to get the surgery right away and he said that he can have
you
come over to the hospital to perform it tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Okay?! You're not mad?"
"No, but I wish you had let me no sooner so I could pack my stuff, but
I was
going to call him today anyways."
"Oh. Okay."
"Were you really scared that I might be mad at you?"
"Scared is an understatement."
Buffy laughed. "I didn't know I was that frightening."
"You aren't, no offence. It's just I get scared when woman start
yelling at
me."
"Have I told you how much I love you?"
"Only a gillion times, but I have no complaints what so ever."
"Well, then I love you." Buffy kissed him on the cheek and Spike
decided
that maybe surprises were a good thing.
"But next time you do something like that I'll kill you," said Buffy as
she
wiped the whipped cream off around her mouth.
'Or maybe not,' thought Spike.
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"Okay, so you have everything packed?" asked Spike.
"Yup. Oh wait, no! I almost forgot Mr. Gordo!" said Buffy running to
her
bed.
"Uh, luv. You are worried about leaving you're stuffed pig animal?"
"Not just any old stuffed animal! I got Mr. Gordo from the hospital
when I
was born!"
"Sorry, sorry. My bad. Anywho do you want to say bye to your mum real
quick?"
"I guess. It's not like she'd care really. I mean she cares more than
my
dad, but I think she'd be like ' Oh great, more bills!' "
"You don't know that, luv."
"Trust me, just watch."
They descended down the stairs and went into the living room."
"Hey, um, mom. I'm going to the hospital now to get the surgery done."
"Oh great, more bills!" said Joyce, scribbling down her signatures on
the
bills she was paying for at the moment.
Buffy made a ' see, I told you so ' face towards Spike and he shrugged.
They left the house and made their way to Sunnydale Hospital.
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It had probably been, what, seven hours? What the bloody hell was
taking so
long?
Spike had paced back and forth the whole time in the waiting room for a
stupid ponce to get out of the operation room to confirm his hopes. Not
bloody likely. Stupid gits were probably eating dinner or watching TV.
in
there or something.
The lady sitting on a couch finally spoke up;" Excuse me, sir."
"What?" it came out a little more harshly than Spike intended it too.
"I-I was just going to tell y-you that I'm sure whoever is in that
operation
room will be just fine. W-why don't you sit down for a s-second," said
the
timid lady.
"I guess you're right. Sorry."
Five minutes after Spike sat down, a doctor came out.
"You Mr. Windsington?"asked the doctor.
"Y-yes." came Spike's nervous reply.
A/N: sorry to leave you on the edge, but I'm just trying to get you
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stories
like I need oxygen to breathe. So, please don't stop! Chappy 6 up on
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"Spike, that was........wow!" said Buffy as she threw her head back on
the
pillow.
"Luv, you were amazing! Bloody fantastic!" said Spike, still panting.
"Thanks...............Do you want to do it again!?" asked Buffy,
slightly
bouncing.
"Pet ::pant:: I think I need to rest a little then I'll be ready."
"Okay."
Ten seconds later............"Okay, I'm ready."
Buffy giggled as he rolled her over, losing the sheets.
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"He fainted?!" asked Willow, almost choking on her mocha frappichino
she had
been slurping down rapidly.
"Uhhuh!" said Buffy nodding her head as if it were one of those bobble
heads.
"Well, did you ...you know?" asked Willow, raising her eyebrows.
"Yes. Willow, it was............. I can't describe it. It was so
different
then I had ever imagined."
"Good different or bad different?"
"Very, very good."
Willow giggled," I always thought he would be good."
"Fantasising about my man?" asked Buffy raising one perfectly shaped
eyebrow.
"Well," said Willow, face turning the color of her hair," in gym class,
you
know, he wears that tight shirt and it does show all of his abs, I
mean, he
looks like a tough guy."
Buffy smiled," Don't judge a person by their looks. He's strong, but
when it
comes to me in bed with him...........he was panting like a person who
had
just run the Olympics."
"No way!"
Buffy slurped her mocha," Yes way. I asked him if he wanted to go for
another round and he was like ' Pet, I think I need to get a little
rest
then I'll be ready.' "
"Wow. You know, you could do some serious blackmail with that
information-"
"Shhh Wills. He's coming this way."
Spike walked over towards the redhead and his blond goddess.
"'ello, pet, Red."
"Hi, Spike," greeted Buffy and Willow in unison.
"You know what? I just remembered I have this big, long, long paper to
write
and yeah, so I have to go, um, write it. Bye!" squeaked Willow as she
grabbed her mocha and ran off out of the coffee shop.
Buffy smiled and looked back at Spike who had now seated himself in
Willow's
old spot.
"Was there something you wanted?" asked Buffy, curious as to why he was
there.
"Can't I just come to see my favourite girl?"
"There are more girls?" asked Buffy.
"ONLY girl."
"That's more like it. Anyways no. "
"No what?"
"No, you can't just come to see me. It's impossible for a guy to not
want
something from his girlfriend."
Spike sighed," Okay, I wanted to, um, borrow your sweater.
Yeah......you're
sweater. That's right."
"You wanted to borrow my sweater?" asked Buffy thinking that it was the
most
ridiculous excuse ever.
"Yup!" said Spike, popping the p.
"And may I ask why you would like to borrow my sweater that is for
girls and
is size extra small when you wear large sizes and are a man?"
"Ummm, because my sister, yeah, my sister is just shivering from the
cold.
She doesn't have a sweater and she needs one."
"First of all it's a hundred degrees outside and second of all, you
don't
have a sister."
"Well, I .......I mean she just came. We just adopted her. Uh, see
she's
right there," said Spike as he pointed to a little seven year old girl
standing by the counter, probably waiting for a cookie or something.
Spike got up and dragged the girl over," Don't you need a
sweater.....err....uh......Katie?"
"My name is not, Katie you big fat poo! Let go of me!" she then stomped
on
his foot and ran away.
"Sisters," came out Spike's strangled reply as he clutched his foot.
"Spike, cut the crap, what do you really want?"
"Fine, I came to tell you that I sort of.......um
toldthedoctorthatyouwantedtogetthesurgeryrightawayandhesaidthathecanhaveyoucomeovertothehospitaltoperformittomorrow,
"came Spike's fast reply.
"Wait, what?" asked Buffy.
"Itoldthe-"
"No tell me slowly. Take a deep breath and tell me."
Spike took in a much need breath of oxygen and said," I told the doctor
that
you wanted to get the surgery right away and he said that he can have
you
come over to the hospital to perform it tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Okay?! You're not mad?"
"No, but I wish you had let me no sooner so I could pack my stuff, but
I was
going to call him today anyways."
"Oh. Okay."
"Were you really scared that I might be mad at you?"
"Scared is an understatement."
Buffy laughed. "I didn't know I was that frightening."
"You aren't, no offence. It's just I get scared when woman start
yelling at
me."
"Have I told you how much I love you?"
"Only a gillion times, but I have no complaints what so ever."
"Well, then I love you." Buffy kissed him on the cheek and Spike
decided
that maybe surprises were a good thing.
"But next time you do something like that I'll kill you," said Buffy as
she
wiped the whipped cream off around her mouth.
'Or maybe not,' thought Spike.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
"Okay, so you have everything packed?" asked Spike.
"Yup. Oh wait, no! I almost forgot Mr. Gordo!" said Buffy running to
her
bed.
"Uh, luv. You are worried about leaving you're stuffed pig animal?"
"Not just any old stuffed animal! I got Mr. Gordo from the hospital
when I
was born!"
"Sorry, sorry. My bad. Anywho do you want to say bye to your mum real
quick?"
"I guess. It's not like she'd care really. I mean she cares more than
my
dad, but I think she'd be like ' Oh great, more bills!' "
"You don't know that, luv."
"Trust me, just watch."
They descended down the stairs and went into the living room."
"Hey, um, mom. I'm going to the hospital now to get the surgery done."
"Oh great, more bills!" said Joyce, scribbling down her signatures on
the
bills she was paying for at the moment.
Buffy made a ' see, I told you so ' face towards Spike and he shrugged.
They left the house and made their way to Sunnydale Hospital.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It had probably been, what, seven hours? What the bloody hell was
taking so
long?
Spike had paced back and forth the whole time in the waiting room for a
stupid ponce to get out of the operation room to confirm his hopes. Not
bloody likely. Stupid gits were probably eating dinner or watching TV.
in
there or something.
The lady sitting on a couch finally spoke up;" Excuse me, sir."
"What?" it came out a little more harshly than Spike intended it too.
"I-I was just going to tell y-you that I'm sure whoever is in that
operation
room will be just fine. W-why don't you sit down for a s-second," said
the
timid lady.
"I guess you're right. Sorry."
Five minutes after Spike sat down, a doctor came out.
"You Mr. Windsington?"asked the doctor.
"Y-yes." came Spike's nervous reply.
A/N: sorry to leave you on the edge, but I'm just trying to get you
guys
hooked. Hope its working, tell me in the reviews!