Disclaimer: Well, only Rowan and her family mentioned are my creations, all
other characters belong to Fox Co. and Joss Whedon. Except of course for
the Scooby boxers. That's all Hannah-Barberra, baby!
The girl ran, hoping to outrace the human who followed close behind. She ran into the cemetery, remembering the human distaste for the dead. The human still gave chase. A familiar scent rose out of a mausoleum, and she opened the door and jumped the stairs, only to find a vampire with blond hair sitting on a couch in a pair of silk, Scooby-Doo boxers.
Spike jumped up, surprised at the suddenly nude woman who burst through his crypt door. He was momentarily embarrassed, for the fact he was aroused from the late night Showtime program. Hiding the aforementioned fact because he was only wearing a pair of silk boxers. "Bloody hell, haven't you heard of knocking?" he demanded, perturbed because of the red- haired knockout standing naked in his living room. "Well, you're extremely naked, aren't you?" he asked. The girl cocked her head, then squeaked and ran behind him. Spike groaned inwardly, thinking to himself that a nude girl holding wasn't helping with his boner. Then the last person he wanted to see, at least in this situation ran in.
Buffy ran into Spike's crypt, praying to the holy powers above that he wasn't home. She took the stairs two at a time, and stopped abruptly when she saw the werewolf holding Spike, who was apparently 'excited', and anger bloomed in her heart. She took a fighting stance, and demanded the name of the girl. The girl shuddered, and clung tighter to Spike. She quietly spoke, on the verge of tears, said, "I wasn't doing anything. I just caught a deer to eat, and went to drink and wash in the creek. I wasn't hurting anyone!" Buffy was slowly getting pissed off. "Look, dammit, I asked you your name. We can do this the easy way, or I can beat the answer out of you." The girl cringed, and let out a tiny gasp. Spike felt her shudder, then her hands weren't on him anymore. He turned, and was assaulted by the scent of roses and water. His eyes popped open and he laughed out loud. The wolf on the ground looked at him, sniffed the air, and let out a yelp.
The she-wolf yelped for joy, suddenly realizing what great luck she had. She Changed again, and was back in her human shape. She stood 5'7 and was willow-limbed and had long, fiery red hair. She looked at Spike and jumped into his arms. She kissed him and buried her head in his shoulder. "Bloody William! Or is it Spike now?" She laughed out loud. "I've missed you soooo much, my friend," She giggled and punched him in the arm. Buffy cut in suddenly with a tart, "Who the hell is this? I want to know now!!!"
Spike put the girl down, and smiled at Buffy. "Don't get all huffy, pet. This is royalty right here," he said. He bowed at the waist, gesturing outward. "May I present the Princess Rowan Softpaw, of the Pack of the Emerald Isles." Spike smiled and turned back to Rowan. "So, how is the pack? Your brothers are well, your sister? Your parents? Is the hunting still as good as last time?" He chuckled, waiting for her smartass answer. Rowan sniffled. "They umm. they aren't alive anymore. Humans from the villages burnt the castle, killed my family, my entire pack. I'm not a princess anymore, Spike. I'm nothing but a rogue. Nothing but a territory violating, prey stealing mutt." She started to quietly cry. Spike took her into his arms and comforted her, whispering that she was okay, that she was safe with him.
Buffy sighed, and felt her heart break somehow, seeing Spike with this nude werewolf princess. "Well, I'll let you two just umm.stand there naked reminiscing. I'm going. Bye." She turned and started to walk away. Spike looked up from Rowan and said, "You bitch. You haven't any idea what she's been through. You lost your mother, but she lost her entire family, all her friends. Leave, get out of here, before I kick you out myself." Buffy sneered and gave Spike the finger. "You couldn't hurt a fly, you sorry-ass excuse for the undead. Try.I'm up for some fun," she tossed him an eat-shit-and-die look, and sauntered out the door.
"Fucking bitch. How can she be like that? After all she andI have been through." Spike shook his head. "Rowan, you can stay here for as long as you need to. And don't mind her. Buffy's the Slayer, and she's a little bit of a prig. Just umm.follow me." He motioned down the steps, and into a beautiful room of candles, with a huge bed, with red sheets. Spike walked to the bed, and plopped down, exhausted. He found that these fights drained him so badly. Rowan spoke up. "Hey, Spike, can I borrow some clothes from the female who used to live here?" He sat up. "How the bleeding hell did you know a girl was here?" Rowan smiled, albeit weakly. "You forget the amazing sense of smell. May I?" Spike nodded. "I can sleep on the couch if you want the bed," he said. Rowan shook her head. "So suddenly you forget the night we spent hunting with my pack, all the cubs in a huddle, trying to keep warm. And now you're embarrassed? How odd," she ran to the bed and jumped next to him, snuggling up to his muscled body. They fell asleep that way, not caring about the next day.
Author's note: Please don't ask about all the weirdness..All will be revealed in the next chapter. And yes, there IS a somewhat sexual tension between Spike and Rowan..Please no hurtful flames.I'm new at this.
The girl ran, hoping to outrace the human who followed close behind. She ran into the cemetery, remembering the human distaste for the dead. The human still gave chase. A familiar scent rose out of a mausoleum, and she opened the door and jumped the stairs, only to find a vampire with blond hair sitting on a couch in a pair of silk, Scooby-Doo boxers.
Spike jumped up, surprised at the suddenly nude woman who burst through his crypt door. He was momentarily embarrassed, for the fact he was aroused from the late night Showtime program. Hiding the aforementioned fact because he was only wearing a pair of silk boxers. "Bloody hell, haven't you heard of knocking?" he demanded, perturbed because of the red- haired knockout standing naked in his living room. "Well, you're extremely naked, aren't you?" he asked. The girl cocked her head, then squeaked and ran behind him. Spike groaned inwardly, thinking to himself that a nude girl holding wasn't helping with his boner. Then the last person he wanted to see, at least in this situation ran in.
Buffy ran into Spike's crypt, praying to the holy powers above that he wasn't home. She took the stairs two at a time, and stopped abruptly when she saw the werewolf holding Spike, who was apparently 'excited', and anger bloomed in her heart. She took a fighting stance, and demanded the name of the girl. The girl shuddered, and clung tighter to Spike. She quietly spoke, on the verge of tears, said, "I wasn't doing anything. I just caught a deer to eat, and went to drink and wash in the creek. I wasn't hurting anyone!" Buffy was slowly getting pissed off. "Look, dammit, I asked you your name. We can do this the easy way, or I can beat the answer out of you." The girl cringed, and let out a tiny gasp. Spike felt her shudder, then her hands weren't on him anymore. He turned, and was assaulted by the scent of roses and water. His eyes popped open and he laughed out loud. The wolf on the ground looked at him, sniffed the air, and let out a yelp.
The she-wolf yelped for joy, suddenly realizing what great luck she had. She Changed again, and was back in her human shape. She stood 5'7 and was willow-limbed and had long, fiery red hair. She looked at Spike and jumped into his arms. She kissed him and buried her head in his shoulder. "Bloody William! Or is it Spike now?" She laughed out loud. "I've missed you soooo much, my friend," She giggled and punched him in the arm. Buffy cut in suddenly with a tart, "Who the hell is this? I want to know now!!!"
Spike put the girl down, and smiled at Buffy. "Don't get all huffy, pet. This is royalty right here," he said. He bowed at the waist, gesturing outward. "May I present the Princess Rowan Softpaw, of the Pack of the Emerald Isles." Spike smiled and turned back to Rowan. "So, how is the pack? Your brothers are well, your sister? Your parents? Is the hunting still as good as last time?" He chuckled, waiting for her smartass answer. Rowan sniffled. "They umm. they aren't alive anymore. Humans from the villages burnt the castle, killed my family, my entire pack. I'm not a princess anymore, Spike. I'm nothing but a rogue. Nothing but a territory violating, prey stealing mutt." She started to quietly cry. Spike took her into his arms and comforted her, whispering that she was okay, that she was safe with him.
Buffy sighed, and felt her heart break somehow, seeing Spike with this nude werewolf princess. "Well, I'll let you two just umm.stand there naked reminiscing. I'm going. Bye." She turned and started to walk away. Spike looked up from Rowan and said, "You bitch. You haven't any idea what she's been through. You lost your mother, but she lost her entire family, all her friends. Leave, get out of here, before I kick you out myself." Buffy sneered and gave Spike the finger. "You couldn't hurt a fly, you sorry-ass excuse for the undead. Try.I'm up for some fun," she tossed him an eat-shit-and-die look, and sauntered out the door.
"Fucking bitch. How can she be like that? After all she andI have been through." Spike shook his head. "Rowan, you can stay here for as long as you need to. And don't mind her. Buffy's the Slayer, and she's a little bit of a prig. Just umm.follow me." He motioned down the steps, and into a beautiful room of candles, with a huge bed, with red sheets. Spike walked to the bed, and plopped down, exhausted. He found that these fights drained him so badly. Rowan spoke up. "Hey, Spike, can I borrow some clothes from the female who used to live here?" He sat up. "How the bleeding hell did you know a girl was here?" Rowan smiled, albeit weakly. "You forget the amazing sense of smell. May I?" Spike nodded. "I can sleep on the couch if you want the bed," he said. Rowan shook her head. "So suddenly you forget the night we spent hunting with my pack, all the cubs in a huddle, trying to keep warm. And now you're embarrassed? How odd," she ran to the bed and jumped next to him, snuggling up to his muscled body. They fell asleep that way, not caring about the next day.
Author's note: Please don't ask about all the weirdness..All will be revealed in the next chapter. And yes, there IS a somewhat sexual tension between Spike and Rowan..Please no hurtful flames.I'm new at this.