Busted - June 2003
Chapter Eighteen
Dawn stopped what she was doing and immediately got off of Spike. She just stared at her sister. The hurt and betrayal was unmistakable. Dawn felt about two inches tall. She knew what was coming, and she knew that trying to explain wouldn't help. This was going to be all Spike's fault. Dawn just sunk on the couch next to Spike and waited for Buffy to start.
"I can't believe this. I mean, is this why you've been spending all this time over here Dawn? So you can fuck the father of my child. I mean, Christ, I didn't even know that you had kissed a boy, much less whatever you've been doing with former dead boy over here. And you, Spike. I can't believe that you would take advantage of my sister. I know it's been awhile, does that justify molesting my sister? My seventeen year old sister. My you are so going to jail if I have proof you've been inside of my sister."
"Buffy," Dawn started. "It's so not Spike's fault. I kissed him. I don't know what came over me. We were having a pillow fight and I ended up on top of him. Please don't be mad at him. He didn't want to do it. I made him. Please." Dawn's voice pleaded.
"I know that you two probably have a big laugh at how stupid Buffy is behind my back, but I'm not that stupid. Dawn, you're hair is wet, your wearing Spike's underwear. Spike's all wet too. And why isn't he wearing a shirt? What, do you make sure you shower afterward so I can't smell him on you?" Buffy wasn't even so much upset now, she was just hurt. She could feel the tears flowing freely down her face.
"Luv, Dawn's telling the truth. She got a bit carried away, I was shocked by it. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to hurt her feelings. I love you, and only you. We were making milk shakes. The ice cream got all over the kitchen. I had to wash the bit's clothes. I am not bloody Angel. I don't get my thrills by manipulating teenage girls. That was always his specialty." Spike didn't mean to come off so harsh, but he couldn't believe that she thought so little of him. So little to think he was having sex with Dawn, out of loneliness for that matter.
"Whatever. You guys think of this stuff just in case or something? How lame. Let me guess Spike, the only thing better than fucking a Slayer, is doing her little sister too?" Buffy spat the hate filled words at Spike.
"You stupid bint. What was I thinking? I knew you didn't think much of me, but for fuck's sake - that's just low. Even by your standards. If you weren't so wrapped up in yourself you would have noticed that Dawny over here has had a bit of a crush on me for a few years. She sees me for who I am. I love her, but I would never do what you are accusing me of. You don't know me at all, do you? It doesn't matter what I say. You'll just go into your perfect world of denial. Have another reason to hate Spike. I don't bloody care anymore. Maybe you should just take Julia, and go home. I can have her another weekend." Spike was hurt. He was defeated.
He began to retreat to his room. Dawn grabbed his arm.
"Is there anything I can do?" Dawn pleaded.
"Go home with you sis, bit. I think you've done quite enough already." Spike didn't mean for his words to come off they way they did, but he didn't want to talk to Dawn right now. Part of him was angry with her.
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On the way home Dawn and Buffy didn't speak to one another at all. Buffy was upset with Dawn, she couldn't believe that her own sister would betray her like that. She knew that Dawn had a bit of a soft spot for the former vampire. She didn't know that she was willing to spread her legs for him. She was trying not to let the pain effect her, she was trying not to let Spike effect her so much, once again. She was tired of him hurting her. Buffy glanced at Dawn. Where had she been when Dawn had grown into such a beautiful young woman? She was going to be eighteen soon, Buffy thought offhandedly. Buffy could understand how Dawn could fall under the thrall of Spike, hell she had been under it since, practically, the first moment she laid eyes on him. The less reasonable Buffy, the one that usually won out in a situation like this, was screaming at her sister.
"I thought you were the one person I could trust Dawn. I thought you loved me?" Buffy finally fumed, breaking the silence.
"I do. I don't know what came over me. I'm not going to lie and say I think Spike is gross and I had never thought about what it would be like to kiss him. I would have daydreams Buffy. I never once intended to act on them though. It's a silly school girl crush. It was like I had the opportunity, and I went for it, regardless of the consequences. I never meant for you to see. I never meant to hurt you." Dawn pleaded.
Desperate and reasonable Buffy wanted to believe everything her sister said. Dawn had made a foolish immature error in judgment. Not the first, nor the last time that would happen in the Summer's household. Unreasonable, angry, and pissed Buffy wasn't doing the sympathy thing though. She was out for blood.
"So what, that made it OK? It was fine to sneak around behind my back as long as I didn't find out? Nice morals Dawny. Looks like you really do have the Spike influence going for you." Buffy spat.
Dawn winced at her sisters venomous words. Buffy was turning the most enjoyable thirty seconds of her young life into something out of a Larry Flynt production. Angel is like a hundred years older than Spike, and he and Buffy totally had sex when Buffy was seventeen. She had screwed up, she really didn't think it was bad enough to get the third degree like this. Dawn admitted to herself that groping Spike hadn't been the best laid of all plans.
Dawn knew that Spike would have understood though. He would have been upset with her for like five minutes and then he would ruthlessly tease her and act all smug about it. Dawn had always been willing to take the risk of humiliation in front of Spike. He never made her feel stupid about anything. Most of Spike's life consisted of one embarrassment after another. Buffy was an entirely different story though. Even if she could get Buffy to believe that she didn't have sex with Spike, she still wasn't going to find anything remotely amusing about the kiss the two had shared.
In Buffy's eyes, Dawn had betrayed her trust in the worst possible way. Dawn had known she had been playing with fire the moment she sat on Spike's lap. Dawn knew that Spike would have understood though. And she honestly never thought Buffy would find out about it.
"Come on Buffy, you knew what I meant. I don't know what to say. I did not sleep with or have any kind of sex with Spike. I've never slept with anyone. Buffy, Spike's only the second person I have ever kissed. Please Buffy, look at me."
Buffy looked at Dawn. Dawn had tears flowing freely from her face. Buffy wasn't sure if it was from guilt, or if it was because she had gotten caught. Honestly, the kiss Buffy could deal with. It was all the other horrible things that kept whispering in the back of her mind that Buffy couldn't deal with.
"Dawn, I'm going to be honest with you. I'm not sure what to believe anymore. I want to believe you, but I can't. There's no right conclusion here. Either you and Spike are having consenting sexual relations, he was pressuring you to sleep with him, or you were trying to seduce him. And I have a big problem with all three of those scenarios. I'm tired, I'm hurt, and I need to think. I want you to take Julia up to her room when we get home, and then I want you to go to yours. I'll set up a doctors appointment for you tomorrow, at least I might be able to come to an honest conclusion after that."
"But Buffy." Dawn began.
"Dawn, do not argue with a pissed off Slayer. Just go to your God damn room when we get home."
Dawn trailed Buffy and the baby for the rest of the way home. Things were totally screwed up, and it was all her fault.
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After Spike was done breaking everything in his apartment, he had calmed down a little. This was the most fucked up situation to come across good ol' Spike in quite awhile. Dawn was in love with him, and he felt he had completely provoked it. He had always known about the crush, and until about two hours ago it had always been cute. He just figured it was one of the harmless school girl crushes. The kind a few of his female, and at least one of his male students had on him.
He had no clue she was have lusty thoughts about him. He just thought she imagined taking him to prom, or planned their wedding or some other silly thought. The way she moved over his body pointed out how wrong he was. He could feel her arousal when she was on top of him, dry humping him. And while a small part was flattered by the attention, the large majority of him was creeped out by it. He felt like a dirty old man.
Dawn was pure, sweet, and good. She didn't need to waste her time going after an old ball of dust like him. She could do much better. Most of the time he thought Buffy could do better. And as far as good naturedness, patience, and personality went, Dawn was a far better person than Buffy was. He just couldn't figure out why she had done what she had done. He knew that she knew he didn't return the feelings. Spike could make Dawn blush about ten shades of red if he wanted to, he knew he had the power in the relationship (for once), but he never used it to his advantage.
Spike was thankful that the demon was nowhere to be found though. His Demon had wanted Dawn long before it thought about Buffy. Dawn was something his demon was eager to corrupt. Eager to make her hurt, and bleed. Spike knew he had good reign over the thing, but it always seemed to take extra effort around that girl.
He was torn. Part of him was endeared by her attentions for him. It was nice to know he was loved by someone. Part of him was furious with her for putting their friendship in what was now, a very awkward situation. Why couldn't she just date blokes her own age? Nix that, Spike hated the idea of some sweaty eighteen year old boy fondling his nibblit. She had to let go of the idea of the two of them together go. It would be for her own good.
And just when things couldn't have gotten any worse, Buffy walks in. Hadn't talked to the bird for almost six months and the moment her kid sister is molesting him is the moment she decided she wanted to talk. Yeah, he understood how she could have came to her original conclusion. He did not understand how she could not have seen he was telling the truth. He always knew when she was being truthful, and when she was lying - even in his human form.
She actually thought he was sleeping with Dawn. Playing sick little sex games with her, same as he used to play with Buffy. Buffy was probably picturing Dawn tied up to a bed, while he was doing disturbing and erotic things to her body. OK, that was not helping matters, he did not need to picture Dawn naked. He just hoped that Dawn could get through to her sister. Even then Spike wasn't sure if it was in time to salvage their train wreck of a relationship.
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Dawn was in her room, pouting, when Xander and Anya showed up at the Summer's home. The two were finally on friendly terms once again, but they were no longer together. At the sound of the frantic tone in Buffy's voice when she called them, they knew they had to put aside of their differences to be there for their friend. After Buffy got done telling them about the events of the afternoon, they just stared at her - like a deer stuck in headlights.
"No way." Was all Xander could muster.
"Dawn and Spike could make a cute couple, but Dawn is far too young to be having sex. But then again Angel is older than Spike, and you two did it when you were Dawn's age. At least Spike it human now, and he has a soul, and he didn't go all stalker boy." Anya stated, trying to be helpful.
Xander and Buffy stared at Anya like she had come from another planet before Xander continued.
"Buffy, I hate to stick up for Spike. No, that's not true, Spike's an OK guy now. There is no way that kiss was mutual. You know how Dawn and Spike always fool around. OK, I did not mean fool around, I meant horse around. Yeah, that's it. Yeah, Dawn is smitten with Spike, and it's perfectly normal for a teenage girl to get a crush on her older sister's older boyfriend."
"He is not my boyfriend." Buffy tried to argue.
Xander and Anya both rolled their eyes before Xander went on.
"And Spike is in love with you. Madly, truly, deeply. He hates the idea of hurting you. That's why he stayed away like you asked. I can see how things might have gotten out of hand. Spike and Dawn aren't exactly the neatest of people. I have no problems imagining that they got ice cream all over the kitchen. They take a shower, and Spike makes some wise ass comment about something Dawn likes. She in turn playfully hits him. He tickles her. In Dawn's mind, she's in the throes of passion, and she kisses him before she can think about it. He's too stunned to act quickly enough. That sounds more reasonable that those two having crazy monkey love."
"I tend to agree with Xander on this Buffy. Spike is a very sexy man, he's bumpy in all the right places. When we go out shopping there are always women flirting with him and giving him their phone numbers. If he was missing sex that much, I doubt he would have any troubles finding a woman his own age to have orgasms with." Anya bluntly stated.
"Nice An, Buffy's paranoid enough as it is. I guess you would know all about Spike's bumpy places though, wouldn't you?" Xander spat.
"Oh my God Xander, get over it. We weren't even a couple when it happened. Spike and I had sex, it's not like we declared our undying love for one another. Buffy had thrown him away once again, and lets not get into how you treated me. It was over a year ago, let it go. And yes, I know first hand about Spike's quality love making techniques." Anya finished, giving Buffy a knowing wink.
"I must be the only person in the tri-state region that hasn't either had sex, or thought about having sex with Spike. What is so fantabulous about him? Is it the accent? The British charm and slang? The steel blue eyes? The taunt and well muscled body?" Xander huffed, covering his mouth before going on, before he said anything else he regretted.
Buffy and Anya faces became slightly flushed by Xander's description and looked at once another knowingly.
"Oh great, you two have turned me gay. I honestly think that I want Spike now." Xander over dramatically stated.
With that the two young women erupted into a case of infectious giggles, momentarily forgetting about the disturbing events of the afternoon.
"Could you imagine Xander and Spike as a couple?" Buffy managed to spit out in between laughs. She was wiping her stomach and was clutching her stomach. It was beginning to ache from all the laughing.
"The only way it could be any better, would be if Spike was still a vampire." Anya replied.
The laughter died at that moment. Xander just stared Buffy. He knew a little about Buffy's regret to just settle for vampire Spike. The mood became rather somber after that. Even Anya took the tactful and quiet approach after that.
"Buffy. It's in the past. Don't keep beating yourself up over this. If Spike wouldn't have gone on his little soul quest, you wouldn't have Julia with you right now. He's a good man now Buffy, he would never hurt you." Xander said quietly to Buffy, wrapping Buffy into a bear hug.
Buffy tried to understand where Xander and Anya were coming from. It was hard though. She knew that they were also friends with Spike, and they didn't want to be put into this situation. She knew that they didn't know him like she did. Maybe they simply didn't want to.
Xander and Anya left soon after that. Buffy went upstairs to check on Dawn and Julia, who were both sound asleep. She was going to go patrolling, but she couldn't stand the thought of facing Spike right now. It was kind of cute that he still followed her on patrols, even though physically he was about as well off as Xander. Buffy nixed the idea of patrolling and went to bed. She didn't want to think about Spike, or Dawn, or her very strange world in general.
Chapter Eighteen
Dawn stopped what she was doing and immediately got off of Spike. She just stared at her sister. The hurt and betrayal was unmistakable. Dawn felt about two inches tall. She knew what was coming, and she knew that trying to explain wouldn't help. This was going to be all Spike's fault. Dawn just sunk on the couch next to Spike and waited for Buffy to start.
"I can't believe this. I mean, is this why you've been spending all this time over here Dawn? So you can fuck the father of my child. I mean, Christ, I didn't even know that you had kissed a boy, much less whatever you've been doing with former dead boy over here. And you, Spike. I can't believe that you would take advantage of my sister. I know it's been awhile, does that justify molesting my sister? My seventeen year old sister. My you are so going to jail if I have proof you've been inside of my sister."
"Buffy," Dawn started. "It's so not Spike's fault. I kissed him. I don't know what came over me. We were having a pillow fight and I ended up on top of him. Please don't be mad at him. He didn't want to do it. I made him. Please." Dawn's voice pleaded.
"I know that you two probably have a big laugh at how stupid Buffy is behind my back, but I'm not that stupid. Dawn, you're hair is wet, your wearing Spike's underwear. Spike's all wet too. And why isn't he wearing a shirt? What, do you make sure you shower afterward so I can't smell him on you?" Buffy wasn't even so much upset now, she was just hurt. She could feel the tears flowing freely down her face.
"Luv, Dawn's telling the truth. She got a bit carried away, I was shocked by it. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to hurt her feelings. I love you, and only you. We were making milk shakes. The ice cream got all over the kitchen. I had to wash the bit's clothes. I am not bloody Angel. I don't get my thrills by manipulating teenage girls. That was always his specialty." Spike didn't mean to come off so harsh, but he couldn't believe that she thought so little of him. So little to think he was having sex with Dawn, out of loneliness for that matter.
"Whatever. You guys think of this stuff just in case or something? How lame. Let me guess Spike, the only thing better than fucking a Slayer, is doing her little sister too?" Buffy spat the hate filled words at Spike.
"You stupid bint. What was I thinking? I knew you didn't think much of me, but for fuck's sake - that's just low. Even by your standards. If you weren't so wrapped up in yourself you would have noticed that Dawny over here has had a bit of a crush on me for a few years. She sees me for who I am. I love her, but I would never do what you are accusing me of. You don't know me at all, do you? It doesn't matter what I say. You'll just go into your perfect world of denial. Have another reason to hate Spike. I don't bloody care anymore. Maybe you should just take Julia, and go home. I can have her another weekend." Spike was hurt. He was defeated.
He began to retreat to his room. Dawn grabbed his arm.
"Is there anything I can do?" Dawn pleaded.
"Go home with you sis, bit. I think you've done quite enough already." Spike didn't mean for his words to come off they way they did, but he didn't want to talk to Dawn right now. Part of him was angry with her.
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On the way home Dawn and Buffy didn't speak to one another at all. Buffy was upset with Dawn, she couldn't believe that her own sister would betray her like that. She knew that Dawn had a bit of a soft spot for the former vampire. She didn't know that she was willing to spread her legs for him. She was trying not to let the pain effect her, she was trying not to let Spike effect her so much, once again. She was tired of him hurting her. Buffy glanced at Dawn. Where had she been when Dawn had grown into such a beautiful young woman? She was going to be eighteen soon, Buffy thought offhandedly. Buffy could understand how Dawn could fall under the thrall of Spike, hell she had been under it since, practically, the first moment she laid eyes on him. The less reasonable Buffy, the one that usually won out in a situation like this, was screaming at her sister.
"I thought you were the one person I could trust Dawn. I thought you loved me?" Buffy finally fumed, breaking the silence.
"I do. I don't know what came over me. I'm not going to lie and say I think Spike is gross and I had never thought about what it would be like to kiss him. I would have daydreams Buffy. I never once intended to act on them though. It's a silly school girl crush. It was like I had the opportunity, and I went for it, regardless of the consequences. I never meant for you to see. I never meant to hurt you." Dawn pleaded.
Desperate and reasonable Buffy wanted to believe everything her sister said. Dawn had made a foolish immature error in judgment. Not the first, nor the last time that would happen in the Summer's household. Unreasonable, angry, and pissed Buffy wasn't doing the sympathy thing though. She was out for blood.
"So what, that made it OK? It was fine to sneak around behind my back as long as I didn't find out? Nice morals Dawny. Looks like you really do have the Spike influence going for you." Buffy spat.
Dawn winced at her sisters venomous words. Buffy was turning the most enjoyable thirty seconds of her young life into something out of a Larry Flynt production. Angel is like a hundred years older than Spike, and he and Buffy totally had sex when Buffy was seventeen. She had screwed up, she really didn't think it was bad enough to get the third degree like this. Dawn admitted to herself that groping Spike hadn't been the best laid of all plans.
Dawn knew that Spike would have understood though. He would have been upset with her for like five minutes and then he would ruthlessly tease her and act all smug about it. Dawn had always been willing to take the risk of humiliation in front of Spike. He never made her feel stupid about anything. Most of Spike's life consisted of one embarrassment after another. Buffy was an entirely different story though. Even if she could get Buffy to believe that she didn't have sex with Spike, she still wasn't going to find anything remotely amusing about the kiss the two had shared.
In Buffy's eyes, Dawn had betrayed her trust in the worst possible way. Dawn had known she had been playing with fire the moment she sat on Spike's lap. Dawn knew that Spike would have understood though. And she honestly never thought Buffy would find out about it.
"Come on Buffy, you knew what I meant. I don't know what to say. I did not sleep with or have any kind of sex with Spike. I've never slept with anyone. Buffy, Spike's only the second person I have ever kissed. Please Buffy, look at me."
Buffy looked at Dawn. Dawn had tears flowing freely from her face. Buffy wasn't sure if it was from guilt, or if it was because she had gotten caught. Honestly, the kiss Buffy could deal with. It was all the other horrible things that kept whispering in the back of her mind that Buffy couldn't deal with.
"Dawn, I'm going to be honest with you. I'm not sure what to believe anymore. I want to believe you, but I can't. There's no right conclusion here. Either you and Spike are having consenting sexual relations, he was pressuring you to sleep with him, or you were trying to seduce him. And I have a big problem with all three of those scenarios. I'm tired, I'm hurt, and I need to think. I want you to take Julia up to her room when we get home, and then I want you to go to yours. I'll set up a doctors appointment for you tomorrow, at least I might be able to come to an honest conclusion after that."
"But Buffy." Dawn began.
"Dawn, do not argue with a pissed off Slayer. Just go to your God damn room when we get home."
Dawn trailed Buffy and the baby for the rest of the way home. Things were totally screwed up, and it was all her fault.
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After Spike was done breaking everything in his apartment, he had calmed down a little. This was the most fucked up situation to come across good ol' Spike in quite awhile. Dawn was in love with him, and he felt he had completely provoked it. He had always known about the crush, and until about two hours ago it had always been cute. He just figured it was one of the harmless school girl crushes. The kind a few of his female, and at least one of his male students had on him.
He had no clue she was have lusty thoughts about him. He just thought she imagined taking him to prom, or planned their wedding or some other silly thought. The way she moved over his body pointed out how wrong he was. He could feel her arousal when she was on top of him, dry humping him. And while a small part was flattered by the attention, the large majority of him was creeped out by it. He felt like a dirty old man.
Dawn was pure, sweet, and good. She didn't need to waste her time going after an old ball of dust like him. She could do much better. Most of the time he thought Buffy could do better. And as far as good naturedness, patience, and personality went, Dawn was a far better person than Buffy was. He just couldn't figure out why she had done what she had done. He knew that she knew he didn't return the feelings. Spike could make Dawn blush about ten shades of red if he wanted to, he knew he had the power in the relationship (for once), but he never used it to his advantage.
Spike was thankful that the demon was nowhere to be found though. His Demon had wanted Dawn long before it thought about Buffy. Dawn was something his demon was eager to corrupt. Eager to make her hurt, and bleed. Spike knew he had good reign over the thing, but it always seemed to take extra effort around that girl.
He was torn. Part of him was endeared by her attentions for him. It was nice to know he was loved by someone. Part of him was furious with her for putting their friendship in what was now, a very awkward situation. Why couldn't she just date blokes her own age? Nix that, Spike hated the idea of some sweaty eighteen year old boy fondling his nibblit. She had to let go of the idea of the two of them together go. It would be for her own good.
And just when things couldn't have gotten any worse, Buffy walks in. Hadn't talked to the bird for almost six months and the moment her kid sister is molesting him is the moment she decided she wanted to talk. Yeah, he understood how she could have came to her original conclusion. He did not understand how she could not have seen he was telling the truth. He always knew when she was being truthful, and when she was lying - even in his human form.
She actually thought he was sleeping with Dawn. Playing sick little sex games with her, same as he used to play with Buffy. Buffy was probably picturing Dawn tied up to a bed, while he was doing disturbing and erotic things to her body. OK, that was not helping matters, he did not need to picture Dawn naked. He just hoped that Dawn could get through to her sister. Even then Spike wasn't sure if it was in time to salvage their train wreck of a relationship.
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Dawn was in her room, pouting, when Xander and Anya showed up at the Summer's home. The two were finally on friendly terms once again, but they were no longer together. At the sound of the frantic tone in Buffy's voice when she called them, they knew they had to put aside of their differences to be there for their friend. After Buffy got done telling them about the events of the afternoon, they just stared at her - like a deer stuck in headlights.
"No way." Was all Xander could muster.
"Dawn and Spike could make a cute couple, but Dawn is far too young to be having sex. But then again Angel is older than Spike, and you two did it when you were Dawn's age. At least Spike it human now, and he has a soul, and he didn't go all stalker boy." Anya stated, trying to be helpful.
Xander and Buffy stared at Anya like she had come from another planet before Xander continued.
"Buffy, I hate to stick up for Spike. No, that's not true, Spike's an OK guy now. There is no way that kiss was mutual. You know how Dawn and Spike always fool around. OK, I did not mean fool around, I meant horse around. Yeah, that's it. Yeah, Dawn is smitten with Spike, and it's perfectly normal for a teenage girl to get a crush on her older sister's older boyfriend."
"He is not my boyfriend." Buffy tried to argue.
Xander and Anya both rolled their eyes before Xander went on.
"And Spike is in love with you. Madly, truly, deeply. He hates the idea of hurting you. That's why he stayed away like you asked. I can see how things might have gotten out of hand. Spike and Dawn aren't exactly the neatest of people. I have no problems imagining that they got ice cream all over the kitchen. They take a shower, and Spike makes some wise ass comment about something Dawn likes. She in turn playfully hits him. He tickles her. In Dawn's mind, she's in the throes of passion, and she kisses him before she can think about it. He's too stunned to act quickly enough. That sounds more reasonable that those two having crazy monkey love."
"I tend to agree with Xander on this Buffy. Spike is a very sexy man, he's bumpy in all the right places. When we go out shopping there are always women flirting with him and giving him their phone numbers. If he was missing sex that much, I doubt he would have any troubles finding a woman his own age to have orgasms with." Anya bluntly stated.
"Nice An, Buffy's paranoid enough as it is. I guess you would know all about Spike's bumpy places though, wouldn't you?" Xander spat.
"Oh my God Xander, get over it. We weren't even a couple when it happened. Spike and I had sex, it's not like we declared our undying love for one another. Buffy had thrown him away once again, and lets not get into how you treated me. It was over a year ago, let it go. And yes, I know first hand about Spike's quality love making techniques." Anya finished, giving Buffy a knowing wink.
"I must be the only person in the tri-state region that hasn't either had sex, or thought about having sex with Spike. What is so fantabulous about him? Is it the accent? The British charm and slang? The steel blue eyes? The taunt and well muscled body?" Xander huffed, covering his mouth before going on, before he said anything else he regretted.
Buffy and Anya faces became slightly flushed by Xander's description and looked at once another knowingly.
"Oh great, you two have turned me gay. I honestly think that I want Spike now." Xander over dramatically stated.
With that the two young women erupted into a case of infectious giggles, momentarily forgetting about the disturbing events of the afternoon.
"Could you imagine Xander and Spike as a couple?" Buffy managed to spit out in between laughs. She was wiping her stomach and was clutching her stomach. It was beginning to ache from all the laughing.
"The only way it could be any better, would be if Spike was still a vampire." Anya replied.
The laughter died at that moment. Xander just stared Buffy. He knew a little about Buffy's regret to just settle for vampire Spike. The mood became rather somber after that. Even Anya took the tactful and quiet approach after that.
"Buffy. It's in the past. Don't keep beating yourself up over this. If Spike wouldn't have gone on his little soul quest, you wouldn't have Julia with you right now. He's a good man now Buffy, he would never hurt you." Xander said quietly to Buffy, wrapping Buffy into a bear hug.
Buffy tried to understand where Xander and Anya were coming from. It was hard though. She knew that they were also friends with Spike, and they didn't want to be put into this situation. She knew that they didn't know him like she did. Maybe they simply didn't want to.
Xander and Anya left soon after that. Buffy went upstairs to check on Dawn and Julia, who were both sound asleep. She was going to go patrolling, but she couldn't stand the thought of facing Spike right now. It was kind of cute that he still followed her on patrols, even though physically he was about as well off as Xander. Buffy nixed the idea of patrolling and went to bed. She didn't want to think about Spike, or Dawn, or her very strange world in general.