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so I apologize if there are grammatical errors throughout. Reviews would
be great and I must say that I loved this week's episode of Buffy. I'm
seeing spuffy in our future guys!!!
Pounding again a little louder she wished she hadn't left the key back in her room. Spike had given her a key for times just like this. She would come visit and he would be dead to the world and she couldn't get in. As her arm lifted to pound for a third time dawn, startled faced a red faced Spike, and HER SISTER!!
No one was speaking; they were all just standing there, studying each other. Buffy k new it was because of her, she was intruding on something between Spike and her sister. It felt strange to be on the outside.
"Hey Dawn, school o.k.?"
Stepping into the living room Dawn glanced nervously between the two before her.
"It was great; Janice is coming over tonight so we can finish up that science thingy we started this weekend."
A part of him wished he had stayed asleep, things had been going so well, and now he just wasn't sure what was going to happen. Buffy had been so adamant that dawn was to stay away from him and here she was.
"So, Buffy what are you doing here?"
And there it was the question of the hour, and Spike was extremely curious to find out what her answer would be.
Buffy could feel their eyes on her but the loose thread on the pocket of her jeans was extremely interesting.
"Well I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I would drop by and see what Spike was up to. I haven't seen him in a while."
Two jaws dropped at that moment, Dawn and Spike looked at each other and snapped their hanging mouths shut.
"Well Buffy, that's cool. I was just doing the same thing. Seeing what old Spike here was up too."
Smiling at her nervous sister Buffy smiled.
"It's o.k. dawn I know you have been coming over here. It's o.k."
Again two stunned faces looked over at her and it was getting annoying. Was she really such a bitch?
"Well thanks. I also stop by and see Tara. Is she here? I have to return her herbology book."
"Ah, no pet. She's got a class."
At that point Buffy turned and took a seat at the bar, leaving the other two for an impromptu huddle.
"Oh my god! How long has she been here? Did anything happen? Did you show her the sketches?"
Spike groaned how the mighty have falling. Pushing her towards the kitchen he whispered in her ear.
"We'll talk later."
Dawn hopped up on stool beside Buffy and they both watched as Spike grabbed one of his special ashtrays and lit up a cigarette.
The basement of the UCS library had many dark corners a person could hide in. A person could disappear among the stacks, get drunk of the smell of the worn books, and lose yourself in the knowledge of those who had gone before them. Now it hid pain and tears as she huddled in the corner. Where did she go when things got too hard? When Willow continued to hurt her, she went to the dark corners.
"Oh, goddess!"
Why a run in with a stranger had caused such a strong reaction, a male at that, was still a mystery. Being the butt of jokes for frat boys was not new. Being Wicca and gay was ammunition enough, but his eyes had been grey. They had spoken to her and then he had hurt her with his inaction.
"Stupid Tara, really stupid. Talking eyes. Just great."
Wiping her eyes she smoothed out her clothes and rose, a might unsteadily, but gathered her bag. Determined to put Quinn and his fabulous friends out of her mind she pushed her hair back, took a deep breath and headed back over to the stacks to find her books.
Pounding again a little louder she wished she hadn't left the key back in her room. Spike had given her a key for times just like this. She would come visit and he would be dead to the world and she couldn't get in. As her arm lifted to pound for a third time dawn, startled faced a red faced Spike, and HER SISTER!!
No one was speaking; they were all just standing there, studying each other. Buffy k new it was because of her, she was intruding on something between Spike and her sister. It felt strange to be on the outside.
"Hey Dawn, school o.k.?"
Stepping into the living room Dawn glanced nervously between the two before her.
"It was great; Janice is coming over tonight so we can finish up that science thingy we started this weekend."
A part of him wished he had stayed asleep, things had been going so well, and now he just wasn't sure what was going to happen. Buffy had been so adamant that dawn was to stay away from him and here she was.
"So, Buffy what are you doing here?"
And there it was the question of the hour, and Spike was extremely curious to find out what her answer would be.
Buffy could feel their eyes on her but the loose thread on the pocket of her jeans was extremely interesting.
"Well I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I would drop by and see what Spike was up to. I haven't seen him in a while."
Two jaws dropped at that moment, Dawn and Spike looked at each other and snapped their hanging mouths shut.
"Well Buffy, that's cool. I was just doing the same thing. Seeing what old Spike here was up too."
Smiling at her nervous sister Buffy smiled.
"It's o.k. dawn I know you have been coming over here. It's o.k."
Again two stunned faces looked over at her and it was getting annoying. Was she really such a bitch?
"Well thanks. I also stop by and see Tara. Is she here? I have to return her herbology book."
"Ah, no pet. She's got a class."
At that point Buffy turned and took a seat at the bar, leaving the other two for an impromptu huddle.
"Oh my god! How long has she been here? Did anything happen? Did you show her the sketches?"
Spike groaned how the mighty have falling. Pushing her towards the kitchen he whispered in her ear.
"We'll talk later."
Dawn hopped up on stool beside Buffy and they both watched as Spike grabbed one of his special ashtrays and lit up a cigarette.
The basement of the UCS library had many dark corners a person could hide in. A person could disappear among the stacks, get drunk of the smell of the worn books, and lose yourself in the knowledge of those who had gone before them. Now it hid pain and tears as she huddled in the corner. Where did she go when things got too hard? When Willow continued to hurt her, she went to the dark corners.
"Oh, goddess!"
Why a run in with a stranger had caused such a strong reaction, a male at that, was still a mystery. Being the butt of jokes for frat boys was not new. Being Wicca and gay was ammunition enough, but his eyes had been grey. They had spoken to her and then he had hurt her with his inaction.
"Stupid Tara, really stupid. Talking eyes. Just great."
Wiping her eyes she smoothed out her clothes and rose, a might unsteadily, but gathered her bag. Determined to put Quinn and his fabulous friends out of her mind she pushed her hair back, took a deep breath and headed back over to the stacks to find her books.
