Buffy followed Spike to his crypt half expecting to find Angelus waiting for her when she got there, or at least some minions. But there was no one there. It was quiet. She looked at him surprised as the sun began to rise.
"So, why is it all empty here? No minions? No anything...oh a TV!" Buffy said and went to turn it on. Spike chuckled at her.
Nope. No minions. I told you why I was in town." He looked at her pointedly. Buffy had the good graces to looked sheepish. "Now have you fed much?"
She shook her head. "Went to the butcher's but I am beginning to feel…" she looked embarrassed.
"Now, now pet, no need to embarrassed. We can go hunt tomorrow night…oh wait. You have your soul. Well I did get some packets from the hospital just for emergencies." He reached into a cooler and handed her several bags of blood. Buffy looked at it skeptically then vamped out and quickly drained one. She looked up to see Spike starring at her.
"What?" She was suddenly very conscious of her game face and she put her hand up to her face feeling it fade.
"Nothing." He mumbled and turned around grabbing another blood packet.
"No. It was something. What? I didn't really mean to go all grr. Sorry if it made you feel uncomfortable."
"No. Buffy. It's just that you looked so beautiful." He looked away embarrassed.
"Oh." Buffy knew that she would be blushing if she still could. "Spike. Why are you being so nice to me?" He looked at her confused and was about to tell her his feelings again but she stopped him. "No. I mean I know what you said and I think I mean I do believe you…but I mean I thought that you hated me."
"I thought I did too." Spike sighed and sat down across from her. "I finally realized it after I saw you and the poof together."
"You mean when you came here drunk and kidnapped my friends to get Dru back?" He glared at her flippant attitude.
"Yeah well. It's just that arguing with you and fighting with you instead of against you…"
"THAT made you realize it?"
"Well it was a long time coming but that was when I realized that I didn't really want you dead. I mean since the soddin moment that I bloody saw you I wanted you. And I started to really admire you when Angelus was torturing you."
"Oh." She looked at him a little bit ashamed. "Spike…when you were here you saw things about me that my friends didn't even see. You see the real me. And I never even took the time to think about what you were like." Impulsively she leaned over and kissed him. Spike sat in his place shocked. He starred at Buffy like she had sprouted another head. Then he sprang forward and pulled her to him in a fierce and passionate kiss.
Buffy moaned in Spike's mouth as he continued to kiss her. 'I never knew it could be like this.' She thought. And for the first time since she had been turned Buffy was thankful that she didn't have to breathe. As she felt the cool floor of the crypt floor through her shirt somewhere in her lust addled mind she wondered how Drusilla could have given him up.
His mouth broke from hers and as his body settled onto hers he began to kiss her down her neck to her breasts and his other hand worked its way up her shirt. He looked into her eyes and for once he didn't see hatred.
"I love you Buffy." Spike told her again and lowered his head back to worshipping her body. Through her lust filled haze Buffy realized that he didn't expect her to say anything back to him. He was just satisfied that she didn't hate him. That made her sad.
"Spike." She said trying to turn her brain back on. "Spike stop. Spike." Buffy pushed him up a little and he looked up at her disappointed. Reaching up she began to caress his cheek.
"Buffy, pet. I know-I know that you'll never love me. I know after all the times that I tried to kill you that I don't deserve you. But I need you." He pressed his face to hers. She realized some things at that moment as she looked into his clear blue eyes.
She had lost Angel forever. Even if he got his soul back nothing would be the same between them again. Looking at Spike so forlorn she knew that she did care about him. He was always honest with her. She looked at him and instead of seeing the monster that she usually saw, Buffy saw a man who was offering her his love and his help.
"I need you too Spike." He looked at her amazed but soon his desire began to shoot through him and he began to kiss her again. She broke away one last time and mumbled in his ear, "Spike. I care about you too."
Suddenly his hands were everywhere, caressing and loving her. Soon their clothes were gone and as he began to move inside of her she saw his love shining out of his eyes. She pulled him down to kiss him, not fierce like before but tenderly. As they lay quietly together in the afterglow with her head on his chest she felt like she wanted to know everything about him.
Buffy slowly sat up and began to caress his face. Spike purred and pressed his face into her hand. She smiled and thought about what she did know about him. He had been so devoted to Dru- he had made her his entire world and she had pulled him into the dark. Maybe she could help him move into the light. She felt herself pulled in two directions and wondered if it was the same for him since he could feel something like love so strongly.
"Spike, what were you like when you were a human?" He looked at her apprehensively. But something in her eyes told him not to lie to her. He sighed and began to stroke her hair.
"Well pet. I was a poet." He tried to say it quietly but her new hearing still heard every single word.
"A poet? You? But what about William the Bloody? Didn't you get that name before you were turned?"
"Bloody hell. I was known as William the Bloody Awful Poet." He looked away embarrassed but she smiled at him affectionately and shifted her weight to lean her body on him and run her hand through his hair, urging him to continue. "Well I was weak. I didn't care about anything but romance and love. Nothing else mattered." He sighed and looked at her. "I guess that I haven't really changed that much. I still do everything for love."
Buffy leaned down to kiss him again and pulled away as soon as their lips brushed. She looked at him with worry in her eyes.
"What? What is it luv?"
"Spike? Could you I mean could you stop hunting?"
He thought about it. He had always loved the thrill of the hunt but what he really liked was the challenge. He looked up at her- her eyes so hopeful and innocent- and he knew he would do anything to keep her looking at him that way.
"I can try pet. I can try for you." And she kissed him again. Slow and soft and they made love all afternoon before falling asleep in each other's arms.
*****
Willow decided she should get some blood for Buffy since she would probably be hungry and Willow didn't want her to feel uncomfortable around them. On the way back from the butcher the sun had already set. Willow felt a bit uneasy knowing that Angelus and Drusilla were on the loose. Not to mention Spike…Eeeehh! As she rounded the corner two shadowy figures approached her.
"Well, well, well. It's the witch." Angelus said with a sneer as he stepped into the streetlight. Drusilla soon joined him and smiled at Willow through her fangs.
"Oh what a pretty girl. And she has such power. The stars they sing to her." They approached her slowly.
"Oh-oh hey guys. So, uh, fancy seeing you again? Heh heh." Willow laughed nervously. She felt frozen to her spot. Angelus was approaching slowly and Dru was dancing around in circles when suddenly a flurry of black leather knocked into Angelus sending him to the ground.
"Willow!" Buffy yelled from across the street. Willow moved towards her best friend but was grabbed around the neck by Drusilla.
"Now, now dearie. We wouldn't want your lovely tree here to break." Dru cooed.
"Let her go Dru." Buffy growled clenching her fists.
"Yeah. Dru let her go." Spike echoed. Dru turned around and saw that Spike had a stake forcefully pressed against Angelus' chest.
"My Daddy!" Dru yelled frantically and released Willow in her hysteria. Willow smartly ran over to Buffy. Spike roughly pushed Angelus into Dru sending them both to the ground and he quickly rejoined Willow and Buffy on the other side of the street.
"Spike my boy. Taking my leftovers again? Doesn't that get old? Now we're all family here. Why don't we just share the witch?" Angelus sneered at them.
"I've got a better idea Angelus. Why don't you take Dru and bloody leave town." Spike snarled at the two.
"Now Spike. Temper, temper." And with that Angelus and Drusilla backed away into the shadows heading towards the mansion.
Spike put his arm around Buffy and pulled her close kissing the top of her head. Buffy sighed and wrapped her arms around him drawing her strength from his presence.
"Told you we should get some blood before meeting your mates."
"Yes. You're so smart." Buffy smiled up at Spike affectionately.
"Uh guys? Is there something that I should know?" Willow asked.
*****
Buffy and Willow entered the library with Spike following a short way behind them. Buffy looked over her shoulder to smile at him.
"SPIKE! Spike is here!" Xander shouted and jumped up holding a cross in one hand and a stake in the other.
"Xander stop! Spike came with me. He-he's helping me." Buffy said jumping between the two.
"Helping? Why would he help you? Unless you're evil too."
"Xander!"
"I knew we could never trust a vampire." Xander said and reached behind him on the table for the crossbow and sent a bolt flying towards Buffy's heart but Spike caught it in midair growling at Xander.
"Xander! You almost killed Buffy!" Willow shouted surprised.
"Willow! She's a vampire. We can never trust her again."
Buffy started crying and ran out of the library. Spike snarled again at Xander but followed after Buffy into the hallway.
"Xander. I for one am appalled at your behavior." Giles said as he came out of his office with an annoyed Wesley closely behind him. Wesley had just now heard of Buffy's "condition".
"Mr. Giles. I believe that the boy has a point. She was turned and is now associating with William the Bloody. I don't see how we can do anything but eliminate her. We should call Faith immediately and have her deal with this."
"Buffy's not evil!" Willow shouted. "And Spike wasn't so evil either. They saved me. Spike attacked Angelus and was going to stake him if Drusilla didn't let me go." They all looked at her in surprise and finally noticed the bruises on her neck where Drusilla had gripped her.
"Oh dear Lord. Willow are you alright?" Giles asked in concern.
"I would be dead if it weren't for Spike and Buffy."
Giles glared at Xander who looked at the group ashamed. Willow sighed in frustration.
"I'll go get them." She told the others and went to leave the library but Oz stopped her.
"I'll go Will." They looked at each other intently and Willow knew that Oz would be able to help better than she could, even though she meant well. Surprising her he kissed her temple and muttered "I'll be right back." Before going after the vampire couple.
*****
Spike found Buffy in the cafeteria crying and he quickly went to her side and took her in his arms.
"S'ok pet. The whelp doesn't know what he's talking about."
"No, Spike. He's right. I'm evil. I-I can never be good. I should just go and wait for the sunrise."
"No! Buffy, my love." He pulled back to look in her eyes. "You, you are so good. I- who else could make some one who got his name torturing people with railroad spikes give up hunting? Bloody hell pet. You're so good you make evil vampires want to be good. Think about everyone else besides the whelp. Your mum, the Watcher, the little witch? They would be devastated to lose you again. Not to mention me."
"Would you really?"
He brushed the back of his hand across her cheek and sighed. "Oh Buffy. When I thought that you had died I wanted to stake myself. I mean part of me was happy that you would be there for all eternity. But- the world losing your light? It was a despair that I never though imaginable." Buffy took in a sharp breathe at the depth of feeling that he evoked in her from his speech.
"Spike. You're right. I can't just give up because of one little thing. You, you're so beautiful." Buffy was embarrassed by her sentiment and was afraid to find a cocky smirk on his face when she looked at him but all she saw was a soft smile. He leaned in a kissed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck and then-
"Uh guys?" Oz's calm voice cut through their passion.
"OZ!" Buffy squeaked. Pulling back a bit from Spike.
"Uh. Yeah. I was sent to call you back and try to cheer you up but I guess that's taken care of." He turned to look at Spike steadily his face his usual stoic mask.
"Er…yeah mate." Spike said unable to stay silent under the intense scrutiny.
"Oh. Oz, Spike, Spike, Oz. Oz is Willow's boyfriend. He's a werewolf." Buffy added and sat up pulling Spike with her.
"You and Red?" Spike asked looking at Oz intently. "Yeah. I can see that." Oz put his hand up blocking Spike.
"Don't go near Willow." Oz growled, his wolf coming to the surface as his usual calm broke. Buffy looked at him surprised.
"Relax mate. I'm a one woman vampire." He looked at Oz intently. "But you've had some troubles?" Spike asked and Buffy was surprised by how well he could read people.
"Yeah." Oz said, also surprised at Spike's insight. "Cordelia and I caught Willow and Xander kissing when you kidnapped them."
"Red and the whelp? No soddin way! And Xander? Cheating on the cheerleader? Would have to be a moron…" noticing Buffy's glare he threw a smirk her way. "because she seems like a vindictive bint." Buffy smiled at him sweetly liking the ending to that sentence very much.
"Yeah man. She and Xander aren't even talking. Willow and I are taking slow." Oz sighed. Why was he telling all this to Spike? Too weird.
"Well take it from me. You two will be able to get past it, but only if both of you want it. But I wouldn't worry about it Wolfy…Red and the whelp? Probably something left over from when she was eight." Spike said confidently and Buffy burst out laughing.
"What?" they both asked her.
"Just…you two. Talking about girl troubles. It just seems a little weird when a few weeks ago Spike kidnapped and almost killed your girlfriend and you were out hunting his blood." Buffy continued to giggle looking at the two unlikely friends. They looked at each other and then back at her and Spike began to laugh, putting is arm around Buffy and Oz began to chuckle quietly. The three walked back into the library feeling a lot better than when they left.
******
Angelus paced the mansion in a fury. Not only did his childe appear to have kept her soul, she was sleeping with Spike. He growled at the thought and grabbed a minion from the corner and began to beat him ruthlessly.
"Why" punch "did she keep" kick "her soul!" and he let loose a flurry of punches and kicks leaving the minion bloody and weak on the ground. Angelus sighed in disgust. He grabbed a leg off a nearby chair and staked the minion.
"This is getting me no where!" he roared.
"Daddy. The nasty Slayer has stolen my knight." Drusilla said as she entered the room.
"Dru. I don't care about your stupid little William. We need to find a way to make Buffy lose her soul. Maybe if I torture her like I did with you…" he gazed at the insane woman and quickly pulled her to him running his hand roughly in her hair and over her body. "I can kill them all…her friends, her family. Like yours." He kissed her harshly. She moaned in pain and he broke the kiss.
"Why do we need the icky Slayer Daddy? We can be a happy family without her." Angelus' hands dug into her arms.
"I want her and I'll get her Dru. And kill everyone who matters to her. Starting with Spike."
"So, why is it all empty here? No minions? No anything...oh a TV!" Buffy said and went to turn it on. Spike chuckled at her.
Nope. No minions. I told you why I was in town." He looked at her pointedly. Buffy had the good graces to looked sheepish. "Now have you fed much?"
She shook her head. "Went to the butcher's but I am beginning to feel…" she looked embarrassed.
"Now, now pet, no need to embarrassed. We can go hunt tomorrow night…oh wait. You have your soul. Well I did get some packets from the hospital just for emergencies." He reached into a cooler and handed her several bags of blood. Buffy looked at it skeptically then vamped out and quickly drained one. She looked up to see Spike starring at her.
"What?" She was suddenly very conscious of her game face and she put her hand up to her face feeling it fade.
"Nothing." He mumbled and turned around grabbing another blood packet.
"No. It was something. What? I didn't really mean to go all grr. Sorry if it made you feel uncomfortable."
"No. Buffy. It's just that you looked so beautiful." He looked away embarrassed.
"Oh." Buffy knew that she would be blushing if she still could. "Spike. Why are you being so nice to me?" He looked at her confused and was about to tell her his feelings again but she stopped him. "No. I mean I know what you said and I think I mean I do believe you…but I mean I thought that you hated me."
"I thought I did too." Spike sighed and sat down across from her. "I finally realized it after I saw you and the poof together."
"You mean when you came here drunk and kidnapped my friends to get Dru back?" He glared at her flippant attitude.
"Yeah well. It's just that arguing with you and fighting with you instead of against you…"
"THAT made you realize it?"
"Well it was a long time coming but that was when I realized that I didn't really want you dead. I mean since the soddin moment that I bloody saw you I wanted you. And I started to really admire you when Angelus was torturing you."
"Oh." She looked at him a little bit ashamed. "Spike…when you were here you saw things about me that my friends didn't even see. You see the real me. And I never even took the time to think about what you were like." Impulsively she leaned over and kissed him. Spike sat in his place shocked. He starred at Buffy like she had sprouted another head. Then he sprang forward and pulled her to him in a fierce and passionate kiss.
Buffy moaned in Spike's mouth as he continued to kiss her. 'I never knew it could be like this.' She thought. And for the first time since she had been turned Buffy was thankful that she didn't have to breathe. As she felt the cool floor of the crypt floor through her shirt somewhere in her lust addled mind she wondered how Drusilla could have given him up.
His mouth broke from hers and as his body settled onto hers he began to kiss her down her neck to her breasts and his other hand worked its way up her shirt. He looked into her eyes and for once he didn't see hatred.
"I love you Buffy." Spike told her again and lowered his head back to worshipping her body. Through her lust filled haze Buffy realized that he didn't expect her to say anything back to him. He was just satisfied that she didn't hate him. That made her sad.
"Spike." She said trying to turn her brain back on. "Spike stop. Spike." Buffy pushed him up a little and he looked up at her disappointed. Reaching up she began to caress his cheek.
"Buffy, pet. I know-I know that you'll never love me. I know after all the times that I tried to kill you that I don't deserve you. But I need you." He pressed his face to hers. She realized some things at that moment as she looked into his clear blue eyes.
She had lost Angel forever. Even if he got his soul back nothing would be the same between them again. Looking at Spike so forlorn she knew that she did care about him. He was always honest with her. She looked at him and instead of seeing the monster that she usually saw, Buffy saw a man who was offering her his love and his help.
"I need you too Spike." He looked at her amazed but soon his desire began to shoot through him and he began to kiss her again. She broke away one last time and mumbled in his ear, "Spike. I care about you too."
Suddenly his hands were everywhere, caressing and loving her. Soon their clothes were gone and as he began to move inside of her she saw his love shining out of his eyes. She pulled him down to kiss him, not fierce like before but tenderly. As they lay quietly together in the afterglow with her head on his chest she felt like she wanted to know everything about him.
Buffy slowly sat up and began to caress his face. Spike purred and pressed his face into her hand. She smiled and thought about what she did know about him. He had been so devoted to Dru- he had made her his entire world and she had pulled him into the dark. Maybe she could help him move into the light. She felt herself pulled in two directions and wondered if it was the same for him since he could feel something like love so strongly.
"Spike, what were you like when you were a human?" He looked at her apprehensively. But something in her eyes told him not to lie to her. He sighed and began to stroke her hair.
"Well pet. I was a poet." He tried to say it quietly but her new hearing still heard every single word.
"A poet? You? But what about William the Bloody? Didn't you get that name before you were turned?"
"Bloody hell. I was known as William the Bloody Awful Poet." He looked away embarrassed but she smiled at him affectionately and shifted her weight to lean her body on him and run her hand through his hair, urging him to continue. "Well I was weak. I didn't care about anything but romance and love. Nothing else mattered." He sighed and looked at her. "I guess that I haven't really changed that much. I still do everything for love."
Buffy leaned down to kiss him again and pulled away as soon as their lips brushed. She looked at him with worry in her eyes.
"What? What is it luv?"
"Spike? Could you I mean could you stop hunting?"
He thought about it. He had always loved the thrill of the hunt but what he really liked was the challenge. He looked up at her- her eyes so hopeful and innocent- and he knew he would do anything to keep her looking at him that way.
"I can try pet. I can try for you." And she kissed him again. Slow and soft and they made love all afternoon before falling asleep in each other's arms.
*****
Willow decided she should get some blood for Buffy since she would probably be hungry and Willow didn't want her to feel uncomfortable around them. On the way back from the butcher the sun had already set. Willow felt a bit uneasy knowing that Angelus and Drusilla were on the loose. Not to mention Spike…Eeeehh! As she rounded the corner two shadowy figures approached her.
"Well, well, well. It's the witch." Angelus said with a sneer as he stepped into the streetlight. Drusilla soon joined him and smiled at Willow through her fangs.
"Oh what a pretty girl. And she has such power. The stars they sing to her." They approached her slowly.
"Oh-oh hey guys. So, uh, fancy seeing you again? Heh heh." Willow laughed nervously. She felt frozen to her spot. Angelus was approaching slowly and Dru was dancing around in circles when suddenly a flurry of black leather knocked into Angelus sending him to the ground.
"Willow!" Buffy yelled from across the street. Willow moved towards her best friend but was grabbed around the neck by Drusilla.
"Now, now dearie. We wouldn't want your lovely tree here to break." Dru cooed.
"Let her go Dru." Buffy growled clenching her fists.
"Yeah. Dru let her go." Spike echoed. Dru turned around and saw that Spike had a stake forcefully pressed against Angelus' chest.
"My Daddy!" Dru yelled frantically and released Willow in her hysteria. Willow smartly ran over to Buffy. Spike roughly pushed Angelus into Dru sending them both to the ground and he quickly rejoined Willow and Buffy on the other side of the street.
"Spike my boy. Taking my leftovers again? Doesn't that get old? Now we're all family here. Why don't we just share the witch?" Angelus sneered at them.
"I've got a better idea Angelus. Why don't you take Dru and bloody leave town." Spike snarled at the two.
"Now Spike. Temper, temper." And with that Angelus and Drusilla backed away into the shadows heading towards the mansion.
Spike put his arm around Buffy and pulled her close kissing the top of her head. Buffy sighed and wrapped her arms around him drawing her strength from his presence.
"Told you we should get some blood before meeting your mates."
"Yes. You're so smart." Buffy smiled up at Spike affectionately.
"Uh guys? Is there something that I should know?" Willow asked.
*****
Buffy and Willow entered the library with Spike following a short way behind them. Buffy looked over her shoulder to smile at him.
"SPIKE! Spike is here!" Xander shouted and jumped up holding a cross in one hand and a stake in the other.
"Xander stop! Spike came with me. He-he's helping me." Buffy said jumping between the two.
"Helping? Why would he help you? Unless you're evil too."
"Xander!"
"I knew we could never trust a vampire." Xander said and reached behind him on the table for the crossbow and sent a bolt flying towards Buffy's heart but Spike caught it in midair growling at Xander.
"Xander! You almost killed Buffy!" Willow shouted surprised.
"Willow! She's a vampire. We can never trust her again."
Buffy started crying and ran out of the library. Spike snarled again at Xander but followed after Buffy into the hallway.
"Xander. I for one am appalled at your behavior." Giles said as he came out of his office with an annoyed Wesley closely behind him. Wesley had just now heard of Buffy's "condition".
"Mr. Giles. I believe that the boy has a point. She was turned and is now associating with William the Bloody. I don't see how we can do anything but eliminate her. We should call Faith immediately and have her deal with this."
"Buffy's not evil!" Willow shouted. "And Spike wasn't so evil either. They saved me. Spike attacked Angelus and was going to stake him if Drusilla didn't let me go." They all looked at her in surprise and finally noticed the bruises on her neck where Drusilla had gripped her.
"Oh dear Lord. Willow are you alright?" Giles asked in concern.
"I would be dead if it weren't for Spike and Buffy."
Giles glared at Xander who looked at the group ashamed. Willow sighed in frustration.
"I'll go get them." She told the others and went to leave the library but Oz stopped her.
"I'll go Will." They looked at each other intently and Willow knew that Oz would be able to help better than she could, even though she meant well. Surprising her he kissed her temple and muttered "I'll be right back." Before going after the vampire couple.
*****
Spike found Buffy in the cafeteria crying and he quickly went to her side and took her in his arms.
"S'ok pet. The whelp doesn't know what he's talking about."
"No, Spike. He's right. I'm evil. I-I can never be good. I should just go and wait for the sunrise."
"No! Buffy, my love." He pulled back to look in her eyes. "You, you are so good. I- who else could make some one who got his name torturing people with railroad spikes give up hunting? Bloody hell pet. You're so good you make evil vampires want to be good. Think about everyone else besides the whelp. Your mum, the Watcher, the little witch? They would be devastated to lose you again. Not to mention me."
"Would you really?"
He brushed the back of his hand across her cheek and sighed. "Oh Buffy. When I thought that you had died I wanted to stake myself. I mean part of me was happy that you would be there for all eternity. But- the world losing your light? It was a despair that I never though imaginable." Buffy took in a sharp breathe at the depth of feeling that he evoked in her from his speech.
"Spike. You're right. I can't just give up because of one little thing. You, you're so beautiful." Buffy was embarrassed by her sentiment and was afraid to find a cocky smirk on his face when she looked at him but all she saw was a soft smile. He leaned in a kissed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck and then-
"Uh guys?" Oz's calm voice cut through their passion.
"OZ!" Buffy squeaked. Pulling back a bit from Spike.
"Uh. Yeah. I was sent to call you back and try to cheer you up but I guess that's taken care of." He turned to look at Spike steadily his face his usual stoic mask.
"Er…yeah mate." Spike said unable to stay silent under the intense scrutiny.
"Oh. Oz, Spike, Spike, Oz. Oz is Willow's boyfriend. He's a werewolf." Buffy added and sat up pulling Spike with her.
"You and Red?" Spike asked looking at Oz intently. "Yeah. I can see that." Oz put his hand up blocking Spike.
"Don't go near Willow." Oz growled, his wolf coming to the surface as his usual calm broke. Buffy looked at him surprised.
"Relax mate. I'm a one woman vampire." He looked at Oz intently. "But you've had some troubles?" Spike asked and Buffy was surprised by how well he could read people.
"Yeah." Oz said, also surprised at Spike's insight. "Cordelia and I caught Willow and Xander kissing when you kidnapped them."
"Red and the whelp? No soddin way! And Xander? Cheating on the cheerleader? Would have to be a moron…" noticing Buffy's glare he threw a smirk her way. "because she seems like a vindictive bint." Buffy smiled at him sweetly liking the ending to that sentence very much.
"Yeah man. She and Xander aren't even talking. Willow and I are taking slow." Oz sighed. Why was he telling all this to Spike? Too weird.
"Well take it from me. You two will be able to get past it, but only if both of you want it. But I wouldn't worry about it Wolfy…Red and the whelp? Probably something left over from when she was eight." Spike said confidently and Buffy burst out laughing.
"What?" they both asked her.
"Just…you two. Talking about girl troubles. It just seems a little weird when a few weeks ago Spike kidnapped and almost killed your girlfriend and you were out hunting his blood." Buffy continued to giggle looking at the two unlikely friends. They looked at each other and then back at her and Spike began to laugh, putting is arm around Buffy and Oz began to chuckle quietly. The three walked back into the library feeling a lot better than when they left.
******
Angelus paced the mansion in a fury. Not only did his childe appear to have kept her soul, she was sleeping with Spike. He growled at the thought and grabbed a minion from the corner and began to beat him ruthlessly.
"Why" punch "did she keep" kick "her soul!" and he let loose a flurry of punches and kicks leaving the minion bloody and weak on the ground. Angelus sighed in disgust. He grabbed a leg off a nearby chair and staked the minion.
"This is getting me no where!" he roared.
"Daddy. The nasty Slayer has stolen my knight." Drusilla said as she entered the room.
"Dru. I don't care about your stupid little William. We need to find a way to make Buffy lose her soul. Maybe if I torture her like I did with you…" he gazed at the insane woman and quickly pulled her to him running his hand roughly in her hair and over her body. "I can kill them all…her friends, her family. Like yours." He kissed her harshly. She moaned in pain and he broke the kiss.
"Why do we need the icky Slayer Daddy? We can be a happy family without her." Angelus' hands dug into her arms.
"I want her and I'll get her Dru. And kill everyone who matters to her. Starting with Spike."