Title: Bring me to life
Disclaimer: I do not own BTVS Or Angel, all belong to and reserved Joss Weddon
Rating R to NC-17
Beta: Maribel, and BrownEye Helped me along the line!!! And SpikeAngel1 helped me a million times
Also Note Songs that are in this story are from Evanescence, Kasey Chamber's, and Vitimam C. And The Graudtion, Speach half from NBK! And Some Part's from BTVS!! You'll see.,
Author Note: NC-17 part's can be found at my site! http://www.geocities.com/strangegirl53/
Also Note Chapter 16- 20 are mostly smut!!
Chapter 19
"No Willow, trust me. I'm fine, I promise," she laughed as Willow was trying to help her find a date for prom but she already had one.
"No! Will, it's alright."
"Yes, I'm sure."
Buffy heard a tap on the window.
"Hey, Will, I have to go. I'll talk to you later, alright bye," Buffy said hanging up the phone. She quickly went to her window and opened it to find Spike. He looked really upset.
"Can I come in?" he whispered.
"You know my mom isn't here, you could've used the front door," she explained.
"Old habit." He admitted crawling through her window.
"What's the matter?" she asked softy once he was in.
"Do you know what day is today?" Spike whispered. Buffy shook her head. "Today is the day my mum died."
"Aww, Spike."
"I went to see her and Angel showed up and we got into this huge fight and he said I'm the reason she's in there," he cried. Buffy brought him into her arms.
"No! Spike, this isn't your fault, alright? Angel had no right to tell you that, he's just upset too, but her getting killed was never your fault," she whispered holding him tightly.
"I know that Buffy, it's just… I still can't believe it's been so long," he said pulling away to look at her.
"It's all right! I'm here." She whispered softly. "I have an idea! Let's go downstairs." She wasted no time in pulling him downstairs and into the kitchen.
"I remember whenever I was upset, there was only one thing that made me happy again." She pulled out a bowl.
"That is?" He asked dully.
"Cookies."
"Cookies?" he smirked.
Buffy walked over to the isle cabinet and placed the bowl on top of it. Spike shrugged and helped her get the ingredients needed. Buffy cracked an egg open into the bowl and Spike smiled as she busied herself around the kitchen.
She walked back over to him and reached for the flour. She struggled to open it, trying with all her might to rip the top off. Buffy gave a disgruntled grunt of annoyance.
"Stupid bag!" She shook her head, still trying to pry the bag of flour open.
Spike chuckled and shook his head. "Here, let me try." He offered as he took it from her and opened it easily.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "You're just loving this, aren't you?" She crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.
"More than you will ever know." Spike laughed again with her. He glanced over at her and saw her sulking and pouting; he rolled her eyes but still thought she was adorable like that.
When Spike reached over to pour some flour into the bowl his hand slipped and he ended up pouring the white powder on Buffy's shirt. She squeaked in surprise and jumped back, a hand full of batter in her hand.
"You did that on purpose!" She accused, sticking her chin out to him, her mouth open in disbelief.
Spike raised his hands in the air, trying to look innocent.
"It was an accident!" He claimed. Her eyes narrowed again.
"Ok then, like this?" She smiled and batted her eyelashes innocently, walking up to him and smearing batter on his black shirt.
"Hey! That was my favorite shirt!" Spike yelled. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Oh, shut up. You have like... a thousand of them." She said, leaning in closer to him, a devilish smirk on her face when she saw him sulking. "Oh, what's the matter, Spikey? Can't take it?"
He growled and looked at her. He snatched the chocolate chips off the counter and advanced on her. She backed up a little bit.
"You wouldn't dare!" Buffy squealed.
"I wouldn't, huh?" Spike pretended to look thoughtful for a moment. He grabbed her by the waist and poured some down the back of her shirt. She giggled and tried to wiggle out of his grasp.
"Ah! Eek!" She yelled as she shook the chips out of her shirt. "That's it, mister! You are *so* going to get it!" She threw some more batter on him.
Spike laughed and continued to hit her with the chocolate chips.
Their assault on each other lasted a good twenty minutes. They sat breathless next to each other on the floor, covered in ingredients. Buffy took a deep breath.
"We better clean this up." She sighed and stood up. Spike nodded and mimicked her actions of getting up.
"Yeah, good idea. Looks like a bloody bomb went off in 'ere." He chuckled.
"A bomb made with... chocolate chip cookies." She giggled. "That went like kablooey or boom!"
Buffy sighed again and picked up some paper towels. She began to scrub the countertop when she noticed Spike wasn't cleaning. She turned around and glanced at him. He was smiling and leaning against the refrigerator coolly, watching her intently.
"What?" Buffy asked, a smile lighting her lips from his gaze. Spike shook his head and strode over to her.
"Nothin', you just have...a little flour on your nose is all." He said as he closed the distance between them. Buffy smiled as he bent his head down and kissed her nose. His lips lingered there for a moment before slowly trailing down her face to her mouth.
Buffy's body immediately flooded with heat and her blood boiled as his lips lightly brushed against hers. What started out as soft and tender soon became raw and filled with passion. Buffy dropped whatever she had in her hands as she opened her mouth, allowing him entrance. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
OMG SPIKEANGEL WROTE ALL THE COOKIENESS BUT SINCE SHE WROTE SMUT HAD TO GO TO MY SITE BUT TRUST ME SHE AWESOME IT'S A MUST CHECK OUT SO GO!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own BTVS Or Angel, all belong to and reserved Joss Weddon
Rating R to NC-17
Beta: Maribel, and BrownEye Helped me along the line!!! And SpikeAngel1 helped me a million times
Also Note Songs that are in this story are from Evanescence, Kasey Chamber's, and Vitimam C. And The Graudtion, Speach half from NBK! And Some Part's from BTVS!! You'll see.,
Author Note: NC-17 part's can be found at my site! http://www.geocities.com/strangegirl53/
Also Note Chapter 16- 20 are mostly smut!!
Chapter 19
"No Willow, trust me. I'm fine, I promise," she laughed as Willow was trying to help her find a date for prom but she already had one.
"No! Will, it's alright."
"Yes, I'm sure."
Buffy heard a tap on the window.
"Hey, Will, I have to go. I'll talk to you later, alright bye," Buffy said hanging up the phone. She quickly went to her window and opened it to find Spike. He looked really upset.
"Can I come in?" he whispered.
"You know my mom isn't here, you could've used the front door," she explained.
"Old habit." He admitted crawling through her window.
"What's the matter?" she asked softy once he was in.
"Do you know what day is today?" Spike whispered. Buffy shook her head. "Today is the day my mum died."
"Aww, Spike."
"I went to see her and Angel showed up and we got into this huge fight and he said I'm the reason she's in there," he cried. Buffy brought him into her arms.
"No! Spike, this isn't your fault, alright? Angel had no right to tell you that, he's just upset too, but her getting killed was never your fault," she whispered holding him tightly.
"I know that Buffy, it's just… I still can't believe it's been so long," he said pulling away to look at her.
"It's all right! I'm here." She whispered softly. "I have an idea! Let's go downstairs." She wasted no time in pulling him downstairs and into the kitchen.
"I remember whenever I was upset, there was only one thing that made me happy again." She pulled out a bowl.
"That is?" He asked dully.
"Cookies."
"Cookies?" he smirked.
Buffy walked over to the isle cabinet and placed the bowl on top of it. Spike shrugged and helped her get the ingredients needed. Buffy cracked an egg open into the bowl and Spike smiled as she busied herself around the kitchen.
She walked back over to him and reached for the flour. She struggled to open it, trying with all her might to rip the top off. Buffy gave a disgruntled grunt of annoyance.
"Stupid bag!" She shook her head, still trying to pry the bag of flour open.
Spike chuckled and shook his head. "Here, let me try." He offered as he took it from her and opened it easily.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "You're just loving this, aren't you?" She crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.
"More than you will ever know." Spike laughed again with her. He glanced over at her and saw her sulking and pouting; he rolled her eyes but still thought she was adorable like that.
When Spike reached over to pour some flour into the bowl his hand slipped and he ended up pouring the white powder on Buffy's shirt. She squeaked in surprise and jumped back, a hand full of batter in her hand.
"You did that on purpose!" She accused, sticking her chin out to him, her mouth open in disbelief.
Spike raised his hands in the air, trying to look innocent.
"It was an accident!" He claimed. Her eyes narrowed again.
"Ok then, like this?" She smiled and batted her eyelashes innocently, walking up to him and smearing batter on his black shirt.
"Hey! That was my favorite shirt!" Spike yelled. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Oh, shut up. You have like... a thousand of them." She said, leaning in closer to him, a devilish smirk on her face when she saw him sulking. "Oh, what's the matter, Spikey? Can't take it?"
He growled and looked at her. He snatched the chocolate chips off the counter and advanced on her. She backed up a little bit.
"You wouldn't dare!" Buffy squealed.
"I wouldn't, huh?" Spike pretended to look thoughtful for a moment. He grabbed her by the waist and poured some down the back of her shirt. She giggled and tried to wiggle out of his grasp.
"Ah! Eek!" She yelled as she shook the chips out of her shirt. "That's it, mister! You are *so* going to get it!" She threw some more batter on him.
Spike laughed and continued to hit her with the chocolate chips.
Their assault on each other lasted a good twenty minutes. They sat breathless next to each other on the floor, covered in ingredients. Buffy took a deep breath.
"We better clean this up." She sighed and stood up. Spike nodded and mimicked her actions of getting up.
"Yeah, good idea. Looks like a bloody bomb went off in 'ere." He chuckled.
"A bomb made with... chocolate chip cookies." She giggled. "That went like kablooey or boom!"
Buffy sighed again and picked up some paper towels. She began to scrub the countertop when she noticed Spike wasn't cleaning. She turned around and glanced at him. He was smiling and leaning against the refrigerator coolly, watching her intently.
"What?" Buffy asked, a smile lighting her lips from his gaze. Spike shook his head and strode over to her.
"Nothin', you just have...a little flour on your nose is all." He said as he closed the distance between them. Buffy smiled as he bent his head down and kissed her nose. His lips lingered there for a moment before slowly trailing down her face to her mouth.
Buffy's body immediately flooded with heat and her blood boiled as his lips lightly brushed against hers. What started out as soft and tender soon became raw and filled with passion. Buffy dropped whatever she had in her hands as she opened her mouth, allowing him entrance. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
OMG SPIKEANGEL WROTE ALL THE COOKIENESS BUT SINCE SHE WROTE SMUT HAD TO GO TO MY SITE BUT TRUST ME SHE AWESOME IT'S A MUST CHECK OUT SO GO!!!