Willow's Savior
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon does, the lucky guy.
Authors Note: Rated R for a few curse words and talk of sex. About the same as an episode but better safe then sorry. Takes place after Spike got the chip and there is no Tara.
The First Lesson
The next night after my Psychology class got out I made my way to the Magic Box. Spike was already there waiting for me to arrive. As I walked through the door I overheard Buffy giving him the now infamous "Shovel Talk" except substituting a shovel for a stake. It was really quite amusing. Surprisingly Spike let Buffy threaten him and only winked at her after she was done. Overall he took the lecture good-naturedly. After he finally saw that I was there we both entered the training room located in the back of the store, and closed the door behind us.
We started on basic defense strategy where I needed the most help. By the end of the two hours I had various bumps and bruises, but I also knew some useful body shots that would work on ant run of the mill attacker. What Spike taught me should give me enough of a window, so that I can run away while my attacker was on the ground.
Although it did take me much of the full two hours just to get the 'shoulder-block and throw' up to Spike's exacting standards. I kept overbalancing which caused Spike full weight to fall on my back repeatedly. Not fun let me tell you. Needless to say, by the time the workout was finished my back was killing me. We spent most of the night hanging around in the store with everyone else while I iced my back.
When we went on patrol we all stayed together for once. Overall it was fun, almost like high school when we went on patrols together more often. The awkward silences were thankfully filled by Xander and Spike sniping at each other. The only problem came when an ugly green, horned demon, that was three sizes the height of Buffy, attacked us unexpectedly.
He, at least I assume it was a he, came out of the trees and headed straight for our group. Buffy and Spike moved to intercept it, while Xander, Anya, Giles and myself stayed back, waiting for an opening in which to attack. As it turned out Spike and Buffy had things well in hand so we just stayed back and watched the show.
After a minute or so it became obvious that the demon was over-matched by the slayer and vampire, so they both relaxed and made a competition on who could kill the thing first. Combining their fighting skills with witty repartee and they put on quite an exhibition.
Twofold it also served to remind me why Spike was such a powerful enemy in the past. He did manage to survive four separate confrontations with the Slayer, not much worse for wear. Not many others can truthfully say that. The fight in itself was an amazing thing to behold and made me tingle all the way to my toes. The rest of patrol was uneventful and we all retired for the night back to our respective homes. On the walk home Buffy grilled me for all the details of my lesson and by the time we entered our dorm room I was sore and exhausted.
Looking back, it was that night in particular when I considered Spike as more than an ally or even a potential friend. It took me quite a while to recognize that however, and even longer to act on the feeling. I did know however that I couldn't wait for my next lesson.
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon does, the lucky guy.
Authors Note: Rated R for a few curse words and talk of sex. About the same as an episode but better safe then sorry. Takes place after Spike got the chip and there is no Tara.
The First Lesson
The next night after my Psychology class got out I made my way to the Magic Box. Spike was already there waiting for me to arrive. As I walked through the door I overheard Buffy giving him the now infamous "Shovel Talk" except substituting a shovel for a stake. It was really quite amusing. Surprisingly Spike let Buffy threaten him and only winked at her after she was done. Overall he took the lecture good-naturedly. After he finally saw that I was there we both entered the training room located in the back of the store, and closed the door behind us.
We started on basic defense strategy where I needed the most help. By the end of the two hours I had various bumps and bruises, but I also knew some useful body shots that would work on ant run of the mill attacker. What Spike taught me should give me enough of a window, so that I can run away while my attacker was on the ground.
Although it did take me much of the full two hours just to get the 'shoulder-block and throw' up to Spike's exacting standards. I kept overbalancing which caused Spike full weight to fall on my back repeatedly. Not fun let me tell you. Needless to say, by the time the workout was finished my back was killing me. We spent most of the night hanging around in the store with everyone else while I iced my back.
When we went on patrol we all stayed together for once. Overall it was fun, almost like high school when we went on patrols together more often. The awkward silences were thankfully filled by Xander and Spike sniping at each other. The only problem came when an ugly green, horned demon, that was three sizes the height of Buffy, attacked us unexpectedly.
He, at least I assume it was a he, came out of the trees and headed straight for our group. Buffy and Spike moved to intercept it, while Xander, Anya, Giles and myself stayed back, waiting for an opening in which to attack. As it turned out Spike and Buffy had things well in hand so we just stayed back and watched the show.
After a minute or so it became obvious that the demon was over-matched by the slayer and vampire, so they both relaxed and made a competition on who could kill the thing first. Combining their fighting skills with witty repartee and they put on quite an exhibition.
Twofold it also served to remind me why Spike was such a powerful enemy in the past. He did manage to survive four separate confrontations with the Slayer, not much worse for wear. Not many others can truthfully say that. The fight in itself was an amazing thing to behold and made me tingle all the way to my toes. The rest of patrol was uneventful and we all retired for the night back to our respective homes. On the walk home Buffy grilled me for all the details of my lesson and by the time we entered our dorm room I was sore and exhausted.
Looking back, it was that night in particular when I considered Spike as more than an ally or even a potential friend. It took me quite a while to recognize that however, and even longer to act on the feeling. I did know however that I couldn't wait for my next lesson.