Disclaimer: Of course, only Rowan and her family belong to me, all other
characters are trademarks of Fox Co. and Joss Whedon. Besides, I wouldn't
want any of the characters except Spike.::shivers::
The moon is full, and a vampire and a werewolf princess revoked of her title walk out into the night, prepared to cause some mayhem.
Buffy stretched as she got up off the couch. * Almost time for patrol, * she thought. She dreaded going out tonight; she didn't want to run into Spike and that wolf bitch. * But it has to be done. * She walked over to her weapons cabinet, and pulled out a few stakes, her regular weapons, and then as a second thought, pulled out a silver dagger as well. * Just in case. * She walked to the stairs, and yelled up to Willow, "Hey, make sure Dawnie goes to bed at somepoint. She does not need to be wired tomorrow. I'm heading out." Buffy heard an, "Okay!" from upstairs, smiled, and walked to the door. She opened it to be greeted by the almost demonically smiling face of Spike, and behind him stood Rowan, dressed in a short, dark blue dress that, in a quick assessment, Buffy realized wouldn't hinder running. * Great. What do they plan to do? * she thought. Spike strode in as if master of the house, but Rowan stayed in the threshold. "May I come in?" she asked quietly. Buffy looked puzzled, wondering why the wolf didn't just walk in. Spike spoke up. "If you're wondering why she won't just barge in, it isn't because she physically can't. She's polite, and it's in her family's custom to ask before entering another's territory. Can you give her permission, luv? She needs to talk to Willow." Buffy looked at the object of her contempt for the last 24 hours. "I guess, but if you hurt anyone here, I'll personally kick your ass and shove melted silver down your throat." Rowan winced, but stepped in all the same. She walked to Spike's side, and put a hand on his arm. Buffy looked into Spike's normally love filled blue eyes, and saw them smoldering with anger. He looked like he did when Drusilla was still around. He almost said something, then swallowed his words. "Can you call down Willow, or will it be too much trouble?" he sneered. Rowan looked worried, but held her tongue. Buffy was getting pissed off, and not just at Spike; she was pissed at Rowan for screwing up her already screwed up relationship with him, too. She glared at Spike, but turned around when she heard a tentative voice call, "Is there a problem? Because of there is, I'll just go back upstairs. I don't want any trouble." Spike and Rowan looked up to see Willow perched at the top of the stairs, looking worriedly down at them. Then she saw Rowan. Her eyes popped open. "Is that you, Rowan?" She giggled and ran down the stairs and stopped right in front of the smiling wolf. "It is! It's really you!" They embraced. "How have you been? Have you seen Xander yet? I've got to go call him!" She ran into the kitchen to make the call, and Rowan followed her. Buffy was thoroughly confused, and said so. Spike ignored the comment and got in her face. "What the hell is your problem? You usually only treat ME with that kind of hatred. She hasn't done a bloody thing to you, and you're acting as if she killed someone," he whispered on a tight voice. His anger showed through, and his eyes flicked yellow. Buffy looked up at him. "She hasn't killed anyone yet, but she IS killing something. You act like you don't love me anymore," she said with anger and pain radiating out of her. Spike scoffed, and said, "You actually care now? Since when does it matter whether I love you or not? You've damn well said it yourself that you could never love me. Don't go to any lengths to start now." A tear slid down Buffy's cheek. "Spike, I.I mean, I." she stammered. She never got to finish her sentence, because the doorbell rang.
Buffy ran to the door, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. She opened the door to see Xander holding a flower and with childish glee in his eyes. "She's really here? Ro is really here?" he asked, apparently excited. Buffy pointed to the kitchen. Xander didn't even say hi, he just ran to the door. She was amazed. She hadn't seen Xander that happy since he and Anya split up. She looked for Spike but he was gone. Buffy let one last wave of self- hatred and total anguish pass over her, then bottled her feelings and walked toward the door.
Rowan was excited beyond belief. She was soooo happy to see Willow, then her joy doubled when Xander showed up. She would have wagged her tail if she were in wolf form.
Buffy walked into the kitchen and saw Xander and Rowan in a huge hug. He was practically jumping up and down. Buffy spoke up, asking, "How do you know her? I've never met her before." Willow clapped and said, "Well, remember when Oz and I first met? Rowan was one of Oz's roadies. She helped with the equipment. But anyway, she stayed when Oz left town, and we talked, and it turns out that she was into Wicca as well. She went with me to a few rituals." Buffy thought to herself, * Can werewolves be witches as well? * Xander spoke up next. "Well, um.I've known Rowan since we were kids. Family friends and all. Well, have I mentioned the fact that Rowan was on a bunch of the pranks I pulled as a teenager? Remember when we went to the church downtown and acted as if we'd seen Jesus on a park bench?" He laughed and slapped Rowan a high-five. "Those were the good old times, eh?" Rowan laughed along with him, and it was then Buffy realized it was the first time she'd seen Rowan smile. Spike was in the background, smiling at Rowan, as if she were all he could see. * I remember when he used to look at me that way, * Buffy thought. She spoke up over the laughter and the corny jokes being swapped. "I'm still gonna go patrol. You guys have fun, I guess." She walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, where she put the silver dagger away in the cabinet. She felt someone watching, and twirled around to see Spike. "She won't hurt anyone, you know. She's about as harmless as me." He walked over to Buffy, and said, "I've seen you treat the one person left in this world who gives a rat's ass if I get dusted. She has been like a sister and a mother to me in the time I've known her. It makes me realize that you don't really give a shit about me, or how I feel about you. She loves me because I'm there for her, not because I shag her the way she likes it. You have treated me like I'm your enemy, and I've had enough. This will be the closest I'll be to you for a long time, if not forever. This is my goodbye, Buffy, have a nice life." He looked at her with an unreadable look, and walked back into the kitchen. Buffy walked quietly to the door, stepped out, and she started running. Her feet led her, and she didn't care where she went, as ling as it was away from everyone. She found herself in the cemetery, and she collapsed on her mother's grave, and sobbed.
Author's note: OMG!!! Spike has dumped Buffy! Who will he turn to? Can you guess? Any way, more info on Rowan's backgrounds next chapter. One more thing.Why aren't you people reviewing me? I need your input, everyone.Please r/r!
The moon is full, and a vampire and a werewolf princess revoked of her title walk out into the night, prepared to cause some mayhem.
Buffy stretched as she got up off the couch. * Almost time for patrol, * she thought. She dreaded going out tonight; she didn't want to run into Spike and that wolf bitch. * But it has to be done. * She walked over to her weapons cabinet, and pulled out a few stakes, her regular weapons, and then as a second thought, pulled out a silver dagger as well. * Just in case. * She walked to the stairs, and yelled up to Willow, "Hey, make sure Dawnie goes to bed at somepoint. She does not need to be wired tomorrow. I'm heading out." Buffy heard an, "Okay!" from upstairs, smiled, and walked to the door. She opened it to be greeted by the almost demonically smiling face of Spike, and behind him stood Rowan, dressed in a short, dark blue dress that, in a quick assessment, Buffy realized wouldn't hinder running. * Great. What do they plan to do? * she thought. Spike strode in as if master of the house, but Rowan stayed in the threshold. "May I come in?" she asked quietly. Buffy looked puzzled, wondering why the wolf didn't just walk in. Spike spoke up. "If you're wondering why she won't just barge in, it isn't because she physically can't. She's polite, and it's in her family's custom to ask before entering another's territory. Can you give her permission, luv? She needs to talk to Willow." Buffy looked at the object of her contempt for the last 24 hours. "I guess, but if you hurt anyone here, I'll personally kick your ass and shove melted silver down your throat." Rowan winced, but stepped in all the same. She walked to Spike's side, and put a hand on his arm. Buffy looked into Spike's normally love filled blue eyes, and saw them smoldering with anger. He looked like he did when Drusilla was still around. He almost said something, then swallowed his words. "Can you call down Willow, or will it be too much trouble?" he sneered. Rowan looked worried, but held her tongue. Buffy was getting pissed off, and not just at Spike; she was pissed at Rowan for screwing up her already screwed up relationship with him, too. She glared at Spike, but turned around when she heard a tentative voice call, "Is there a problem? Because of there is, I'll just go back upstairs. I don't want any trouble." Spike and Rowan looked up to see Willow perched at the top of the stairs, looking worriedly down at them. Then she saw Rowan. Her eyes popped open. "Is that you, Rowan?" She giggled and ran down the stairs and stopped right in front of the smiling wolf. "It is! It's really you!" They embraced. "How have you been? Have you seen Xander yet? I've got to go call him!" She ran into the kitchen to make the call, and Rowan followed her. Buffy was thoroughly confused, and said so. Spike ignored the comment and got in her face. "What the hell is your problem? You usually only treat ME with that kind of hatred. She hasn't done a bloody thing to you, and you're acting as if she killed someone," he whispered on a tight voice. His anger showed through, and his eyes flicked yellow. Buffy looked up at him. "She hasn't killed anyone yet, but she IS killing something. You act like you don't love me anymore," she said with anger and pain radiating out of her. Spike scoffed, and said, "You actually care now? Since when does it matter whether I love you or not? You've damn well said it yourself that you could never love me. Don't go to any lengths to start now." A tear slid down Buffy's cheek. "Spike, I.I mean, I." she stammered. She never got to finish her sentence, because the doorbell rang.
Buffy ran to the door, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. She opened the door to see Xander holding a flower and with childish glee in his eyes. "She's really here? Ro is really here?" he asked, apparently excited. Buffy pointed to the kitchen. Xander didn't even say hi, he just ran to the door. She was amazed. She hadn't seen Xander that happy since he and Anya split up. She looked for Spike but he was gone. Buffy let one last wave of self- hatred and total anguish pass over her, then bottled her feelings and walked toward the door.
Rowan was excited beyond belief. She was soooo happy to see Willow, then her joy doubled when Xander showed up. She would have wagged her tail if she were in wolf form.
Buffy walked into the kitchen and saw Xander and Rowan in a huge hug. He was practically jumping up and down. Buffy spoke up, asking, "How do you know her? I've never met her before." Willow clapped and said, "Well, remember when Oz and I first met? Rowan was one of Oz's roadies. She helped with the equipment. But anyway, she stayed when Oz left town, and we talked, and it turns out that she was into Wicca as well. She went with me to a few rituals." Buffy thought to herself, * Can werewolves be witches as well? * Xander spoke up next. "Well, um.I've known Rowan since we were kids. Family friends and all. Well, have I mentioned the fact that Rowan was on a bunch of the pranks I pulled as a teenager? Remember when we went to the church downtown and acted as if we'd seen Jesus on a park bench?" He laughed and slapped Rowan a high-five. "Those were the good old times, eh?" Rowan laughed along with him, and it was then Buffy realized it was the first time she'd seen Rowan smile. Spike was in the background, smiling at Rowan, as if she were all he could see. * I remember when he used to look at me that way, * Buffy thought. She spoke up over the laughter and the corny jokes being swapped. "I'm still gonna go patrol. You guys have fun, I guess." She walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, where she put the silver dagger away in the cabinet. She felt someone watching, and twirled around to see Spike. "She won't hurt anyone, you know. She's about as harmless as me." He walked over to Buffy, and said, "I've seen you treat the one person left in this world who gives a rat's ass if I get dusted. She has been like a sister and a mother to me in the time I've known her. It makes me realize that you don't really give a shit about me, or how I feel about you. She loves me because I'm there for her, not because I shag her the way she likes it. You have treated me like I'm your enemy, and I've had enough. This will be the closest I'll be to you for a long time, if not forever. This is my goodbye, Buffy, have a nice life." He looked at her with an unreadable look, and walked back into the kitchen. Buffy walked quietly to the door, stepped out, and she started running. Her feet led her, and she didn't care where she went, as ling as it was away from everyone. She found herself in the cemetery, and she collapsed on her mother's grave, and sobbed.
Author's note: OMG!!! Spike has dumped Buffy! Who will he turn to? Can you guess? Any way, more info on Rowan's backgrounds next chapter. One more thing.Why aren't you people reviewing me? I need your input, everyone.Please r/r!