Chapter Five
"Spike. We need to talk. NOW!"
"Bloody hell," Spike said sarcastically, "now the party can really get started."
"Spike, let's just. Drusilla," Buffy said at the moment she realized that something wasn't going down right. "Ah, and there's Xander, knocked out as usual."
"It's not what it looks like Buffy," Spike said hoping to defend himself.
"No, Spike? It's not?" Buffy retorted, "Because it looks to me like you and your, not all that sane, party girl are having a homecoming party with my friend. Who happens to not yet be conscious."
"Pretty, pretty slayer. You're ruining my party," Drusilla said her not quite sane way.
"Ignore her pet. Please just listen to me," Spike pleaded to Buffy.
"Spike," Buffy asked, "why after what you've done would I listen to you?"
"Dr-Drusilla." Xander slurred.
"XANDER, GET OUT OF HERE!" Buffy yelled.
"Huh." Xander drawled on.
"LEAVE!" Buffy yelled again.
Realizing what going on Xander got up and ran to Buffy's side.
"Don't worry Buffy. I got your back," Xander assured her.
"Dammit Xander," Buffy said as she finally through him out the door.
"Slayer," Spike said taking an unneeded deep breath, "please, I need you to know how I feel."
"Yeah Spike," Buffy said, "we've both been there and done that. You're sorry; you love me; you promise never to try to rape me again."
Feeling only pain in his heart at the memory Spike said, "Listen luv."
At that point Drusilla jumped in, "Oh, tut, tut, my Spike won't tell his little slayer."
"Tell me what?" Buffy asked in an almost sarcastic tone.
"Oh, my little Spike is ashamed." Drusilla went on, ".ashamed of his soul."
As Xander walked into his house after walked home from Spike's crypt he quickly grabbed a beer and sat down on the couch. "That son of a bitch," Xander began to mumble to himself.
In a sudden flash of smoke and lightning Anya appears standing in front of him.
"The fact that I'm not surprised just goes to show you the logic of my life."
"Xander." Anya began, "I'm here to help you."
"I'm not wishing for anything Anya," Xander said sternly.
"Just listen to me," she said, " I wouldn't be here if I didn't care." When he just stared blankly at her, she decided to go on. "This whole Buffy thing of yours is going to far."
"Get out," Xander cut her off.
Ignoring him Anya continued, "I always saw it when you were with me. And now tonight - well you were nearly killed."
"I was there," Xander said coldly.
"Fine Xander," Anya continued, "just remember I'm the one who came here to warn you. not her." With that in another flash of smoke and lightning Anya was gone again.
Xander just ignored her, taking another sip from his Moose Head.
Sunnydale, 1999; As Spike gets up to Buffy's dorm room at Stevenson Hall he knocks waiting for an invitation.
"Come in," Willow says as Spike walks in. Alarmed she gets up quickly, "Spike! Wh-what do you want? Uh, a spell? I can do that." At that point she quickly tries to run past Spike, but is stopped when he throws her against her dresser.
As he walks over to her he says very calmly, "I'll give you a choice. Now I'm gonna kill you. No choice in that. But. I can let you stay dead. Or. Bring you back, to be like me."
Thinking of anything to say all she can think of is, "I-I'll scream."
"Bonus," Spike teased.
When Willow began to scream, Spike tossed her onto the bed and turned the radio up to a blaring level. Than all Willow could see was Spike move down to Willow's neck in an attempt to bite her, as she screamed, "No!"
.
Without a warning Spike through his head back, grabbing his skull as the first of many migraines washed through him.
"Spike. We need to talk. NOW!"
"Bloody hell," Spike said sarcastically, "now the party can really get started."
"Spike, let's just. Drusilla," Buffy said at the moment she realized that something wasn't going down right. "Ah, and there's Xander, knocked out as usual."
"It's not what it looks like Buffy," Spike said hoping to defend himself.
"No, Spike? It's not?" Buffy retorted, "Because it looks to me like you and your, not all that sane, party girl are having a homecoming party with my friend. Who happens to not yet be conscious."
"Pretty, pretty slayer. You're ruining my party," Drusilla said her not quite sane way.
"Ignore her pet. Please just listen to me," Spike pleaded to Buffy.
"Spike," Buffy asked, "why after what you've done would I listen to you?"
"Dr-Drusilla." Xander slurred.
"XANDER, GET OUT OF HERE!" Buffy yelled.
"Huh." Xander drawled on.
"LEAVE!" Buffy yelled again.
Realizing what going on Xander got up and ran to Buffy's side.
"Don't worry Buffy. I got your back," Xander assured her.
"Dammit Xander," Buffy said as she finally through him out the door.
"Slayer," Spike said taking an unneeded deep breath, "please, I need you to know how I feel."
"Yeah Spike," Buffy said, "we've both been there and done that. You're sorry; you love me; you promise never to try to rape me again."
Feeling only pain in his heart at the memory Spike said, "Listen luv."
At that point Drusilla jumped in, "Oh, tut, tut, my Spike won't tell his little slayer."
"Tell me what?" Buffy asked in an almost sarcastic tone.
"Oh, my little Spike is ashamed." Drusilla went on, ".ashamed of his soul."
As Xander walked into his house after walked home from Spike's crypt he quickly grabbed a beer and sat down on the couch. "That son of a bitch," Xander began to mumble to himself.
In a sudden flash of smoke and lightning Anya appears standing in front of him.
"The fact that I'm not surprised just goes to show you the logic of my life."
"Xander." Anya began, "I'm here to help you."
"I'm not wishing for anything Anya," Xander said sternly.
"Just listen to me," she said, " I wouldn't be here if I didn't care." When he just stared blankly at her, she decided to go on. "This whole Buffy thing of yours is going to far."
"Get out," Xander cut her off.
Ignoring him Anya continued, "I always saw it when you were with me. And now tonight - well you were nearly killed."
"I was there," Xander said coldly.
"Fine Xander," Anya continued, "just remember I'm the one who came here to warn you. not her." With that in another flash of smoke and lightning Anya was gone again.
Xander just ignored her, taking another sip from his Moose Head.
Sunnydale, 1999; As Spike gets up to Buffy's dorm room at Stevenson Hall he knocks waiting for an invitation.
"Come in," Willow says as Spike walks in. Alarmed she gets up quickly, "Spike! Wh-what do you want? Uh, a spell? I can do that." At that point she quickly tries to run past Spike, but is stopped when he throws her against her dresser.
As he walks over to her he says very calmly, "I'll give you a choice. Now I'm gonna kill you. No choice in that. But. I can let you stay dead. Or. Bring you back, to be like me."
Thinking of anything to say all she can think of is, "I-I'll scream."
"Bonus," Spike teased.
When Willow began to scream, Spike tossed her onto the bed and turned the radio up to a blaring level. Than all Willow could see was Spike move down to Willow's neck in an attempt to bite her, as she screamed, "No!"
.
Without a warning Spike through his head back, grabbing his skull as the first of many migraines washed through him.