AN: Spikes human life is wonderful and on top of that he meets the girl of
his dreams.
The Choice: Chapter 5
The following days passed smoothly. He lived the life of an aristocratic young Englishman. He drank with his friends and learned a lot of the London society. His mother controlled his heritage, but someday the estate would be his and he was preparing to rule it well. And now that the season was officially opened, he escorted his sister Janey to the balls she went to as a debutante.
It was common that an older woman escorted the debutante, but his mother didn't feel well enough to do so. One of their aunts volunteered, but William still brought his sister to the ball and left her then in the care of Aunt Helen.
"Janey, you look lovely! Hello William, you're handsome as ever, of course. When will you get married?"
"That can take a while, I'm afraid. I love my freedom too much to tie myself down."
"Good, get out of my sight then." She said lovingly.
He left with a courteous bow and slowly eyed the room as he walked to the other side. There he met his friend Eric Vinere.
"I didn't know you frequented these formals, my friend."
"You never know where you meet the right girl, William. Take her for instance."
Spike looked at the girl that was pointed out. She was a vision of true beauty he had to admit. She resembled Buffy so much, he caught himself thinking. Buffy wasn't here and he would never meet her. There was a distance of years between them.
"Who is she?"
"Laura Baddington, her father owns a few London banks. He is rich! And she's beautiful, that's a plus."
"You can be shallow sometimes, Eric."
"I'm asking her to dance."
"If you want to stand in line, go ahead."
Spike was through with women where he would be second. He talked and laughed and actually did ask a few of the girls to dance. In all, he had a good time. After a few hours he went back to his aunt to take his leave.
"Is Janey ready?"
"Oh William, but it's still so early. Let her stay for a while longer."
"Will you take her home then?"
"Of course, dear."
"Alright then."
He left the building and walked a few steps before he heard a fierce scream.
"Bloody hell! What was that?"
Spike tried to convince himself that it wasn't any of his business, but still ran to find the source of the sound.
The Choice: Chapter 5
The following days passed smoothly. He lived the life of an aristocratic young Englishman. He drank with his friends and learned a lot of the London society. His mother controlled his heritage, but someday the estate would be his and he was preparing to rule it well. And now that the season was officially opened, he escorted his sister Janey to the balls she went to as a debutante.
It was common that an older woman escorted the debutante, but his mother didn't feel well enough to do so. One of their aunts volunteered, but William still brought his sister to the ball and left her then in the care of Aunt Helen.
"Janey, you look lovely! Hello William, you're handsome as ever, of course. When will you get married?"
"That can take a while, I'm afraid. I love my freedom too much to tie myself down."
"Good, get out of my sight then." She said lovingly.
He left with a courteous bow and slowly eyed the room as he walked to the other side. There he met his friend Eric Vinere.
"I didn't know you frequented these formals, my friend."
"You never know where you meet the right girl, William. Take her for instance."
Spike looked at the girl that was pointed out. She was a vision of true beauty he had to admit. She resembled Buffy so much, he caught himself thinking. Buffy wasn't here and he would never meet her. There was a distance of years between them.
"Who is she?"
"Laura Baddington, her father owns a few London banks. He is rich! And she's beautiful, that's a plus."
"You can be shallow sometimes, Eric."
"I'm asking her to dance."
"If you want to stand in line, go ahead."
Spike was through with women where he would be second. He talked and laughed and actually did ask a few of the girls to dance. In all, he had a good time. After a few hours he went back to his aunt to take his leave.
"Is Janey ready?"
"Oh William, but it's still so early. Let her stay for a while longer."
"Will you take her home then?"
"Of course, dear."
"Alright then."
He left the building and walked a few steps before he heard a fierce scream.
"Bloody hell! What was that?"
Spike tried to convince himself that it wasn't any of his business, but still ran to find the source of the sound.