Eventually
Buffy sat in her bedroom looking at the book in front of her. After meeting up with Spike earlier that night and finding out about him being a vampire she had ran to Giles's. Luckily Giles didnt question her interest in this vampire, she was sure the old fool thought that it was because he was starting some trouble, so instead of telling her about him he gave her the book and told her to read it.
After 3 long hours she was only halfway through it and she still hadnt come to any mention of Spike. Flipping about 100 pages her hand came to rest on the picture of a young man. She looked closely, the man had curly blondish, brownish hair and looked very disturbed. She read the page opposite and scanned it,finding the name William, Spike.
She read the paragraph and just sighed. Sitting up she realised what she had done. She'd invited a vampire into her home. Was there a way of taking it back? Figuring she had nothing to worry about she turned off the light. Nothing bad had happened to her yet, and she knew that if the vampire really wanted to kill her he could...
Something about his aura was different though, it was powerful she had felt it, a skill she had inherited when she became slayer. Although at the moment she hadnt known he was a vampire she had sensed something not quite right about him.
Her dreams were filled with visions.
Ceile frowned at the young poetic William
"Tell me William...Are these poems about me...?"
His eyes widened and he nodded silently...
She stood up. He hadnt meant to scare her away..
"They're about the way I feel about you.." he answered in a low voice.
She shook her head and backed up.."I'm..I'm sorry William...you're beneath me..."
William stood there, not wanting to face the rest of the crowd who was undoubtly going hear about this, he snuck out the back door.
Walking along the alley behind the house he saw a woman. She turned around and he saw she wasnt just a woman, but a beautiful one.
She promised him happiness, a new life...And he gladly excepted. The biting hadnt hurt, but when she started sucking he quivered, the thought a chilling one...Then he was engulfed in pain, darkness, and he could faintly feel a liquid going down his throat, and he screamed..
Buffy sat up sweat poaring from her forehead. The dream was so vivid, so real..had it really happened? Faintly she could hear a tapping at her window. She went to her nightstand and turned on the light. Looking at the window she saw his face.....She knew he could have come in if he had wanted to hurt her. So she put the reservations she had in her mind and walked to the window opening it.
She nodded and watched him come in.....
"Tell me one thing William, who are you.....and I mean really?"
Buffy sat in her bedroom looking at the book in front of her. After meeting up with Spike earlier that night and finding out about him being a vampire she had ran to Giles's. Luckily Giles didnt question her interest in this vampire, she was sure the old fool thought that it was because he was starting some trouble, so instead of telling her about him he gave her the book and told her to read it.
After 3 long hours she was only halfway through it and she still hadnt come to any mention of Spike. Flipping about 100 pages her hand came to rest on the picture of a young man. She looked closely, the man had curly blondish, brownish hair and looked very disturbed. She read the page opposite and scanned it,finding the name William, Spike.
She read the paragraph and just sighed. Sitting up she realised what she had done. She'd invited a vampire into her home. Was there a way of taking it back? Figuring she had nothing to worry about she turned off the light. Nothing bad had happened to her yet, and she knew that if the vampire really wanted to kill her he could...
Something about his aura was different though, it was powerful she had felt it, a skill she had inherited when she became slayer. Although at the moment she hadnt known he was a vampire she had sensed something not quite right about him.
Her dreams were filled with visions.
Ceile frowned at the young poetic William
"Tell me William...Are these poems about me...?"
His eyes widened and he nodded silently...
She stood up. He hadnt meant to scare her away..
"They're about the way I feel about you.." he answered in a low voice.
She shook her head and backed up.."I'm..I'm sorry William...you're beneath me..."
William stood there, not wanting to face the rest of the crowd who was undoubtly going hear about this, he snuck out the back door.
Walking along the alley behind the house he saw a woman. She turned around and he saw she wasnt just a woman, but a beautiful one.
She promised him happiness, a new life...And he gladly excepted. The biting hadnt hurt, but when she started sucking he quivered, the thought a chilling one...Then he was engulfed in pain, darkness, and he could faintly feel a liquid going down his throat, and he screamed..
Buffy sat up sweat poaring from her forehead. The dream was so vivid, so real..had it really happened? Faintly she could hear a tapping at her window. She went to her nightstand and turned on the light. Looking at the window she saw his face.....She knew he could have come in if he had wanted to hurt her. So she put the reservations she had in her mind and walked to the window opening it.
She nodded and watched him come in.....
"Tell me one thing William, who are you.....and I mean really?"