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Buffy had ended up sitting in a bar, that wasn't too far from where Spike's house had been. It was well hidden from people. It wasn't your average bar though, sure it had most of the stuff you'd find in a bar like drinks, a bar tender, tables, this one even had a pool table. The patrons were mostly non-human, demons and vamps but there were some humans.
The bar tender was human enough. Buffy stared at her drink she had barely taken a sip from it. Beer and her were definitely were not mixy things. But she didn't care. She thought she was finally going to have a chance to fix things right between her and Spike, but it seemed she had waited too long. Now Spike had moved on. Ever since Spike returned from Africa things had been good between them but dealing with the First left them no time to deal with each others feelings. She had always denied her feelings towards him but ever since he came back from Africa things had been different between them. And now it had been a year since the First was defeated and still she didn't make more of their friendship. She thought Spike maybe still loved her despite the time that had passed since he last said those words, which seemed so long ago apparently he didn't anymore.
Buffy didn't even look up when someone sat in the seat opposite hers. She heard the person order a drink. It was a guy, but she didn't even bother to look at him. She kept thinking about how the men in her life had all left her. She thought Spike wasn't but he did. A voice popped in her head telling her that it wasn't like they had been together currently. She hated that voice of reason, it was true they weren't together, but it sill hurt.
"How about I buy you a drink?" asked the guy that was seating next to her.
She looked up at him. He was your average tall, dark and handsome guy and also a vampire. "No thanks I have a drink," she pointed to the drink that was in front of her.
"Well, that's too bad then."
She took a long sip from her drink and settled her glass on the counter. She ordered another drink and continued drowning her sorrows.
Spike wondered the streets alone, remembering that he needed to supply himself with blood since he only had a bag left. He usually avoided going to the bar when it was full of patrons. He usually went when it was near closing time which was pretty much cleared out of customers. He kept to himself, avoiding demons. He still wasn't welcome among the demon population.
As he neared the entrance of the bar, where he got his blood from he saw a familiar flash of blonde hair. There was a vampire pulling a petite blonde girl to follow him. The girl pushed him off. She stumbled and fell to the ground.
Spike approached the girl quickly and saw why she had indeed looked familiar. It was Buffy! 'Bloody hell what's she doin' 'ere?' Spike thought as stared at her. Buffy was looking down at the ground, when she looked up a giggle escaped her lip.
"Buffy?" Spike asked as if to make sure it was really her.
"That's me," she giggled again.
The vampire had long since gotten up and was making his way toward the couple. "Back off, this one 'ere is mine," the vamp growled as he offered Buffy a hand and pulled her to her feet.
"I'm nobody's," Buffy said as she struggle to stand still. She felt her legs give way but the vampire caught her and vamped out. His fangs were inches away from her bare neck, but he was suddenly pulled off.
"I don't think so mate," Spike growled as he punched the vampire's face. The vampire clutched his face in pain. He tried to fight back, but Spike blocked his punches. The vampire landed a kick on Spike. Spike managed to deflect another blow. He took out his stake from inside his duster and staked the vamp.
Buffy starting coughing as the dust rose. Spike offered his hand, but Buffy declined," I don't need help."
She tried to get up and walk but she couldn't. "Buffy let me help you," he said as he grabbed her hand. She nodded in defeat. He could tell that she had been drinking. He put aside the questions that were entering his mind as he led Buffy away from the bar. He decided to get blood tomorrow, dealing with Buffy was more important at the moment.
They made it to his house. He had spent the whole entire walk lecturing her about drinking. She didn't really pay attention of course, she just mumbled some incoherent things and giggled and kept talking about how cute he was. Spike opened the door and led Buffy into the house.
Buffy clung to him as he led her into a spare room. " You can sleep 'ere tonight," Spike said as he helped Buffy walked into the bed. She jumped into the bed and grinned. "Beds are nice," she giggled.
"Buffy you need to rest," he helped her get settled into the covers. But when he tried to leave she grabbed him and tried to kiss him. Her breath tickled his face, as she tried to kiss him. Spike tried to pull away from her, but her grip was strong. Her lips met his briefly. He almost got lost in the kiss, it had been about 2 yrs since he last kissed her. She caught his lips again and he felt himself get lost in her. There tongues battled for control. He had always remembered what her lips felt like but this was definitely a reminder. Spike pulled away from her. He couldn't do this, she was drunk and he was not taking advantage of her. "Don't you want me?" she asked. God, how much he wanted her but he said, "It's late you have to rest." Spike got off the bed and said, "Night pet." He turned off the lights and left the room quickly.
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Buffy had ended up sitting in a bar, that wasn't too far from where Spike's house had been. It was well hidden from people. It wasn't your average bar though, sure it had most of the stuff you'd find in a bar like drinks, a bar tender, tables, this one even had a pool table. The patrons were mostly non-human, demons and vamps but there were some humans.
The bar tender was human enough. Buffy stared at her drink she had barely taken a sip from it. Beer and her were definitely were not mixy things. But she didn't care. She thought she was finally going to have a chance to fix things right between her and Spike, but it seemed she had waited too long. Now Spike had moved on. Ever since Spike returned from Africa things had been good between them but dealing with the First left them no time to deal with each others feelings. She had always denied her feelings towards him but ever since he came back from Africa things had been different between them. And now it had been a year since the First was defeated and still she didn't make more of their friendship. She thought Spike maybe still loved her despite the time that had passed since he last said those words, which seemed so long ago apparently he didn't anymore.
Buffy didn't even look up when someone sat in the seat opposite hers. She heard the person order a drink. It was a guy, but she didn't even bother to look at him. She kept thinking about how the men in her life had all left her. She thought Spike wasn't but he did. A voice popped in her head telling her that it wasn't like they had been together currently. She hated that voice of reason, it was true they weren't together, but it sill hurt.
"How about I buy you a drink?" asked the guy that was seating next to her.
She looked up at him. He was your average tall, dark and handsome guy and also a vampire. "No thanks I have a drink," she pointed to the drink that was in front of her.
"Well, that's too bad then."
She took a long sip from her drink and settled her glass on the counter. She ordered another drink and continued drowning her sorrows.
Spike wondered the streets alone, remembering that he needed to supply himself with blood since he only had a bag left. He usually avoided going to the bar when it was full of patrons. He usually went when it was near closing time which was pretty much cleared out of customers. He kept to himself, avoiding demons. He still wasn't welcome among the demon population.
As he neared the entrance of the bar, where he got his blood from he saw a familiar flash of blonde hair. There was a vampire pulling a petite blonde girl to follow him. The girl pushed him off. She stumbled and fell to the ground.
Spike approached the girl quickly and saw why she had indeed looked familiar. It was Buffy! 'Bloody hell what's she doin' 'ere?' Spike thought as stared at her. Buffy was looking down at the ground, when she looked up a giggle escaped her lip.
"Buffy?" Spike asked as if to make sure it was really her.
"That's me," she giggled again.
The vampire had long since gotten up and was making his way toward the couple. "Back off, this one 'ere is mine," the vamp growled as he offered Buffy a hand and pulled her to her feet.
"I'm nobody's," Buffy said as she struggle to stand still. She felt her legs give way but the vampire caught her and vamped out. His fangs were inches away from her bare neck, but he was suddenly pulled off.
"I don't think so mate," Spike growled as he punched the vampire's face. The vampire clutched his face in pain. He tried to fight back, but Spike blocked his punches. The vampire landed a kick on Spike. Spike managed to deflect another blow. He took out his stake from inside his duster and staked the vamp.
Buffy starting coughing as the dust rose. Spike offered his hand, but Buffy declined," I don't need help."
She tried to get up and walk but she couldn't. "Buffy let me help you," he said as he grabbed her hand. She nodded in defeat. He could tell that she had been drinking. He put aside the questions that were entering his mind as he led Buffy away from the bar. He decided to get blood tomorrow, dealing with Buffy was more important at the moment.
They made it to his house. He had spent the whole entire walk lecturing her about drinking. She didn't really pay attention of course, she just mumbled some incoherent things and giggled and kept talking about how cute he was. Spike opened the door and led Buffy into the house.
Buffy clung to him as he led her into a spare room. " You can sleep 'ere tonight," Spike said as he helped Buffy walked into the bed. She jumped into the bed and grinned. "Beds are nice," she giggled.
"Buffy you need to rest," he helped her get settled into the covers. But when he tried to leave she grabbed him and tried to kiss him. Her breath tickled his face, as she tried to kiss him. Spike tried to pull away from her, but her grip was strong. Her lips met his briefly. He almost got lost in the kiss, it had been about 2 yrs since he last kissed her. She caught his lips again and he felt himself get lost in her. There tongues battled for control. He had always remembered what her lips felt like but this was definitely a reminder. Spike pulled away from her. He couldn't do this, she was drunk and he was not taking advantage of her. "Don't you want me?" she asked. God, how much he wanted her but he said, "It's late you have to rest." Spike got off the bed and said, "Night pet." He turned off the lights and left the room quickly.