Part 4
Thanks again for the reviews. I'd be overjoyed, but it seems that I have a problem being happy when I'm exhausted. Staying up since 3 o'clock A.M. can do that to a person. Lots of love,
Andi
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"So, Watcher. What's with Buffy and her soul status?" Spike said, as they had been researching all morning and Giles had just closed the book he was reading.
"Well, I believe that since Buffy is already derived from the 'dark,' so to speak, and since she has overcome that beckoning into evil already, even without a soul it is very hard for her not to be at least somewhat good. She just has a small lack of conscience that is making her less tact, and the bloodlust of course, and the option of turning to evil is now a plausible scenario, even if she won't take it. Other than that, and the tendency to shy away from sunlight, stakes, and holy items, she is primarily the same Buffy as before." Giles concluded.
Willow, Spike, Xander, and Dawn nodded at him with falsified understanding, while the potentials, Buffy, Anya, and Andrew just gaped at him.
"Sure, I guess that's understan-" Started Willow, but Buffy cut her off with, "Mind telling us that in English, Jeeves?"
Everyone turned to give her a reprimanding look except for Anya, who said, "I agree with the insulting one." Buffy shot her a glare. "What?" Anya asked, "You are!"
Buffy just rolled her eyes. At that, Spike came around the table and led Buffy into the living room.
"Could you be MORE rude?" He asked sarcastically.
"Could I care LESS?" She countered back.
"Just because you don't have a soul does NOT give you the right to send all of your friends into hysterics!"
"Oh, like you were such a gentleman without your soul." Spike just knocked her upside the head and went back into the dining room.
With Buffy alone in the living room, she went into a trance-like state. Suddenly, her mother appeared in front of her.
"He does have a point, you know. You should either try to be nice or don't be nice at all, but don't keep floundering about in the middle."
"Mommy?"
"What is it, dear? Surprised to see me? Oh, come now, it isn't THAT shocking that you would see me."
"You're not her."
"No, I guess I'm not, am I? Hmmm. I suppose this means I should get straight to the point. You have no soul. You can be evil if you want. Just give in to the darkness, dear. It'd be so much easier. You could be happy." The first disguised as Joyce trailed off with that and turned to look Buffy in the eye. "Well?"
Buffy gave her a pondering look, and then walked right through the apparition saying, "It didn't work last year, and it won't work now."
Buffy was already back in the dining room, but she heard the First saying, "All's fair in love and war, dear."
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The day passed by mostly peaceful, apart from the scared glances derived from the potentials, of which Buffy and Spike were rapidly getting tired.
"Would you stop staring at me like I'm some kind of ex-ax murderer or something?!" At this, Spike smirked at her. He was liking this new Buffy even more, if possible, than the old. She was loose-mouthed and witty, and he had even thought that he saw her smile when Andrew had blown up the pop corn in the microwave.
The SIT's scattered, all afraid to look at her and invoke the hot-tempered demon that was Buffy. At that, Spike came over to Buffy and nodded his head upstairs, and then walked towards the second floor. Buffy gladly followed.
Once they reached Buffy's door, Spike stopped and turned. Buffy looked at him and smirked. "If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, the answer's yes." With that, Spike crashed his lips over hers and led her into the room, shutting the door behind them.
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"Does anyone want to go see what that noise is that's coming from upstairs?" Xander asked. They had all gathered in the kitchen, and were now randomly talking and trying to avoid the sadness that threatened to overwhelm them. Their friend, no matter how like the old she was, had been overtaken by a demon.
Still, they were carrying on. And at Xanders' statement, all of the girls, including the SIT's, turned to him shocked and shouted, "NO!"
"OK, OK, I was just asking. What's got you all riled up?"
Anya looked at Xander indignantly. "Xander, for Gods' sake, use your brain! They're having sex!"
Xander then turned to Anya, his face taking on a stance of shock. "Oh, God, I really didn't need to know that."
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1 Hour Later
Buffy and Spike lay on the bed staring at each other. Spike took her hand and smiled. "You know, I think you're showing me more respect now than you did when you had a soul, pet."
"All in the trust. I trust you not to pull me under, 'cuz I already am. I'm not sure if I can love you, or even if I can love at all, but I'm willing to try." She then giggled, and gave Spike a chaste kiss.
"But really," she said in mock sternness, "we should go back downstairs. Anya's probably turned all of Casa del Summers beet red with her talk of how many orgasms we just got." Spike smirked.
"Yep, we should go." Spike trailed off and kissed her again, this time deepening it and not breaking off.
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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews, I love them. And apparently I hate cinnamon gum (Sorry, totally off topic, I know. But I've been eating 'em for the past 3 hours and frankly, I'm sick of them.). Anyways, plz review! Lots of love,
Andi
Thanks again for the reviews. I'd be overjoyed, but it seems that I have a problem being happy when I'm exhausted. Staying up since 3 o'clock A.M. can do that to a person. Lots of love,
Andi
.....................................................
"So, Watcher. What's with Buffy and her soul status?" Spike said, as they had been researching all morning and Giles had just closed the book he was reading.
"Well, I believe that since Buffy is already derived from the 'dark,' so to speak, and since she has overcome that beckoning into evil already, even without a soul it is very hard for her not to be at least somewhat good. She just has a small lack of conscience that is making her less tact, and the bloodlust of course, and the option of turning to evil is now a plausible scenario, even if she won't take it. Other than that, and the tendency to shy away from sunlight, stakes, and holy items, she is primarily the same Buffy as before." Giles concluded.
Willow, Spike, Xander, and Dawn nodded at him with falsified understanding, while the potentials, Buffy, Anya, and Andrew just gaped at him.
"Sure, I guess that's understan-" Started Willow, but Buffy cut her off with, "Mind telling us that in English, Jeeves?"
Everyone turned to give her a reprimanding look except for Anya, who said, "I agree with the insulting one." Buffy shot her a glare. "What?" Anya asked, "You are!"
Buffy just rolled her eyes. At that, Spike came around the table and led Buffy into the living room.
"Could you be MORE rude?" He asked sarcastically.
"Could I care LESS?" She countered back.
"Just because you don't have a soul does NOT give you the right to send all of your friends into hysterics!"
"Oh, like you were such a gentleman without your soul." Spike just knocked her upside the head and went back into the dining room.
With Buffy alone in the living room, she went into a trance-like state. Suddenly, her mother appeared in front of her.
"He does have a point, you know. You should either try to be nice or don't be nice at all, but don't keep floundering about in the middle."
"Mommy?"
"What is it, dear? Surprised to see me? Oh, come now, it isn't THAT shocking that you would see me."
"You're not her."
"No, I guess I'm not, am I? Hmmm. I suppose this means I should get straight to the point. You have no soul. You can be evil if you want. Just give in to the darkness, dear. It'd be so much easier. You could be happy." The first disguised as Joyce trailed off with that and turned to look Buffy in the eye. "Well?"
Buffy gave her a pondering look, and then walked right through the apparition saying, "It didn't work last year, and it won't work now."
Buffy was already back in the dining room, but she heard the First saying, "All's fair in love and war, dear."
.....................................................
The day passed by mostly peaceful, apart from the scared glances derived from the potentials, of which Buffy and Spike were rapidly getting tired.
"Would you stop staring at me like I'm some kind of ex-ax murderer or something?!" At this, Spike smirked at her. He was liking this new Buffy even more, if possible, than the old. She was loose-mouthed and witty, and he had even thought that he saw her smile when Andrew had blown up the pop corn in the microwave.
The SIT's scattered, all afraid to look at her and invoke the hot-tempered demon that was Buffy. At that, Spike came over to Buffy and nodded his head upstairs, and then walked towards the second floor. Buffy gladly followed.
Once they reached Buffy's door, Spike stopped and turned. Buffy looked at him and smirked. "If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, the answer's yes." With that, Spike crashed his lips over hers and led her into the room, shutting the door behind them.
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"Does anyone want to go see what that noise is that's coming from upstairs?" Xander asked. They had all gathered in the kitchen, and were now randomly talking and trying to avoid the sadness that threatened to overwhelm them. Their friend, no matter how like the old she was, had been overtaken by a demon.
Still, they were carrying on. And at Xanders' statement, all of the girls, including the SIT's, turned to him shocked and shouted, "NO!"
"OK, OK, I was just asking. What's got you all riled up?"
Anya looked at Xander indignantly. "Xander, for Gods' sake, use your brain! They're having sex!"
Xander then turned to Anya, his face taking on a stance of shock. "Oh, God, I really didn't need to know that."
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1 Hour Later
Buffy and Spike lay on the bed staring at each other. Spike took her hand and smiled. "You know, I think you're showing me more respect now than you did when you had a soul, pet."
"All in the trust. I trust you not to pull me under, 'cuz I already am. I'm not sure if I can love you, or even if I can love at all, but I'm willing to try." She then giggled, and gave Spike a chaste kiss.
"But really," she said in mock sternness, "we should go back downstairs. Anya's probably turned all of Casa del Summers beet red with her talk of how many orgasms we just got." Spike smirked.
"Yep, we should go." Spike trailed off and kissed her again, this time deepening it and not breaking off.
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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews, I love them. And apparently I hate cinnamon gum (Sorry, totally off topic, I know. But I've been eating 'em for the past 3 hours and frankly, I'm sick of them.). Anyways, plz review! Lots of love,
Andi
