Authors note: Apologies for the delay but I went on holiday!! Also sorry
for the reference to Spike's crypt in the last chapter.. Forgot about that,
one of these days I'll get around to changing that chapter but at the
moment I need to churn this one out! Thanks for the reviews - remember
Reviews = updates!
Here goes.
Chap 3
"Giles! He knew my name!" I may be the slayer but I still don't like stalkers
"Well - we will just have to wait till he wakes to find out more about him!" Giles looks worried too although he tries not to show it.
"Could he be one of yours? I mean he did have the English accent - "
"I can assure you now that that man is not a watcher." Giles scoffs.
"How do you know? Anyone could be a watcher or do they have some sort of invisible stamp on their heads that says WATCHER that I can't see?" I'm getting angry now.
"No its just - its just that um." Spit it out Giles, just admit you can be stuffy at times.
"Ow." A grumble comes from the couch and instantly I'm wary.
"Hello?" I step forward and kneel beside the sofa.
"Buffy?" Came the answer and again I get defensive.
"How do you know my name? Who are you?"
"Bloody hell." He curses and rolls his eyes, turning to look at me.
For the first time since I laid eyes on this man, I am staring right into his eyes. Beautiful blue eyes that instantly captivate me and cause me to lose all trail of thought.
Who are you?
He stares back at me and holds my gaze, his eyes pleading with me. Pleading with me for what though? I try to avoid his gaze and instead take in the rest of his appearance. His fine chiselled cheekbones, his muscular body clothed in black jeans and tight t-shirt that reveals his muscles. Suddenly I have to remind myself that I haven't even met this person before let alone to start drooling over him!
So to distract myself slightly I repeat myself once more:
"Who are you?"
"Don't you remember me? Spike? William?" He looks hurt.
"Uh No!" How the hell would I forget those delicious muscles? Pull yourself together Buffy.
******
What the fuck is going on? What is wrong with me? Why did I trust such wankers in the first place? Knew I should have stayed in the white room.
I sigh defeated. What am I supposed to do now? Do I tell her the truth? Do I tell her what has really happened? Or do I just move on?
Always hated bloody decisions.
"Slayer, fetch me a glass of water?"
She looks at me stunned and I look back in just as much confusion. What have I said wrong now?
"How? What do you know about slayers?" She's defensive I can feel it and see it in her eyes.
"You're the slayer." I reply simply and smirk.
"And how do you know?"
"Because I'm special." I smile in return and this just angers her more.
"Look SPIKE, I don't know why you're here or what you want but I think you should leave."
"Alright pet, I'll tell ya what you want to know." I sit up on the sofa so I can see her better.
"I'm Spike, used to be know as William a long time back but I won't go into that luv. I was a vampire - " I look up and see sudden anger appear in her eyes. "I said was. I aint one now, feel my pulse if you wish."
She looks back at me with those hazel eyes and I know she doesn't believe what I say.
"This may be hard for you to understand but back in Sunnyhell I used to be the big bad - well that was till that sodding poof of a boyfriend of yours stuck a chip in my head." I see a flame of recognition ignite in her eyes.
I continue:
"Then I became all peaceable and I started fighting side by side with you until peaches appeared and gave you that shiny thing that basically meant the death of me."
You look at me stunned.
******
So this guy who I have defiantly not met before is trying to tell me he was a vampire in Sunnydale that got a chip in his head and became peaceable? What the hell is going on?
Without taking my eyes of this unknown man I yell for Giles.
"That's it call the watcher, he'll know what to do" This Spike claps his hands together and again I'm worried that he knows too much.
With a rush of footsteps Giles appears and instantly looks concerned.
"Spike here says he used to hang with us in Sunnydale"
"I did not 'hang' with you." I can hear a tone of anger in his voice and let him repeat what he just told me to my watcher.
"Oh - right - I see." Giles begins to pace the room once Spike has finished his story. Glasses are removed.
******
Now the decision is do I tell her about "us". Or do I let it go?
Do I tell her about those numerous nights spent together in my crypt? Do I tell her how I loved her - how I love her? Suddenly I feel embarrassed and decide to let it go even though my heart aches for her.
So now Giles stands before me, his head tilted to one side as he goes over what I have just said.
"So your saying you died Spike?"
"Sure did. Bloody unpleasant I can tell you."
"Quite - So what did these higher beings say to you?"
"That I could choose eternal life in some sort of heaven or that I could return to Buffy without my demon."
"And you choose me because?" She turns to me obviously interested in the answer.
"Bloody got to help the humans of this world haven't I? Can't just leave 'em to the slayer now can I? Slayer needs a helper." No I lie. It's cause I can't stand being without you Buffy - I love you. Why can't I say that? O yeah she doesn't remember any of that!
"Right well I think it's best that Spike stays with us till we can figure out exactly what's going on here. Do you mind sleeping on the sofa?" He turns to me and smiles.
"Slept on much worse mate." I smile. Remember the bathtub?
****** Spike sleeping in my house.
Let me rephrase that.
Spike SLEEPING in MY house.
I find myself secretly thanking Giles for letting Spike stay. Why I can't work out but all I know is there is much more to this guy than he's letting on. He's a mystery - a mystery that I'm determined to solve.
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Here goes.
Chap 3
"Giles! He knew my name!" I may be the slayer but I still don't like stalkers
"Well - we will just have to wait till he wakes to find out more about him!" Giles looks worried too although he tries not to show it.
"Could he be one of yours? I mean he did have the English accent - "
"I can assure you now that that man is not a watcher." Giles scoffs.
"How do you know? Anyone could be a watcher or do they have some sort of invisible stamp on their heads that says WATCHER that I can't see?" I'm getting angry now.
"No its just - its just that um." Spit it out Giles, just admit you can be stuffy at times.
"Ow." A grumble comes from the couch and instantly I'm wary.
"Hello?" I step forward and kneel beside the sofa.
"Buffy?" Came the answer and again I get defensive.
"How do you know my name? Who are you?"
"Bloody hell." He curses and rolls his eyes, turning to look at me.
For the first time since I laid eyes on this man, I am staring right into his eyes. Beautiful blue eyes that instantly captivate me and cause me to lose all trail of thought.
Who are you?
He stares back at me and holds my gaze, his eyes pleading with me. Pleading with me for what though? I try to avoid his gaze and instead take in the rest of his appearance. His fine chiselled cheekbones, his muscular body clothed in black jeans and tight t-shirt that reveals his muscles. Suddenly I have to remind myself that I haven't even met this person before let alone to start drooling over him!
So to distract myself slightly I repeat myself once more:
"Who are you?"
"Don't you remember me? Spike? William?" He looks hurt.
"Uh No!" How the hell would I forget those delicious muscles? Pull yourself together Buffy.
******
What the fuck is going on? What is wrong with me? Why did I trust such wankers in the first place? Knew I should have stayed in the white room.
I sigh defeated. What am I supposed to do now? Do I tell her the truth? Do I tell her what has really happened? Or do I just move on?
Always hated bloody decisions.
"Slayer, fetch me a glass of water?"
She looks at me stunned and I look back in just as much confusion. What have I said wrong now?
"How? What do you know about slayers?" She's defensive I can feel it and see it in her eyes.
"You're the slayer." I reply simply and smirk.
"And how do you know?"
"Because I'm special." I smile in return and this just angers her more.
"Look SPIKE, I don't know why you're here or what you want but I think you should leave."
"Alright pet, I'll tell ya what you want to know." I sit up on the sofa so I can see her better.
"I'm Spike, used to be know as William a long time back but I won't go into that luv. I was a vampire - " I look up and see sudden anger appear in her eyes. "I said was. I aint one now, feel my pulse if you wish."
She looks back at me with those hazel eyes and I know she doesn't believe what I say.
"This may be hard for you to understand but back in Sunnyhell I used to be the big bad - well that was till that sodding poof of a boyfriend of yours stuck a chip in my head." I see a flame of recognition ignite in her eyes.
I continue:
"Then I became all peaceable and I started fighting side by side with you until peaches appeared and gave you that shiny thing that basically meant the death of me."
You look at me stunned.
******
So this guy who I have defiantly not met before is trying to tell me he was a vampire in Sunnydale that got a chip in his head and became peaceable? What the hell is going on?
Without taking my eyes of this unknown man I yell for Giles.
"That's it call the watcher, he'll know what to do" This Spike claps his hands together and again I'm worried that he knows too much.
With a rush of footsteps Giles appears and instantly looks concerned.
"Spike here says he used to hang with us in Sunnydale"
"I did not 'hang' with you." I can hear a tone of anger in his voice and let him repeat what he just told me to my watcher.
"Oh - right - I see." Giles begins to pace the room once Spike has finished his story. Glasses are removed.
******
Now the decision is do I tell her about "us". Or do I let it go?
Do I tell her about those numerous nights spent together in my crypt? Do I tell her how I loved her - how I love her? Suddenly I feel embarrassed and decide to let it go even though my heart aches for her.
So now Giles stands before me, his head tilted to one side as he goes over what I have just said.
"So your saying you died Spike?"
"Sure did. Bloody unpleasant I can tell you."
"Quite - So what did these higher beings say to you?"
"That I could choose eternal life in some sort of heaven or that I could return to Buffy without my demon."
"And you choose me because?" She turns to me obviously interested in the answer.
"Bloody got to help the humans of this world haven't I? Can't just leave 'em to the slayer now can I? Slayer needs a helper." No I lie. It's cause I can't stand being without you Buffy - I love you. Why can't I say that? O yeah she doesn't remember any of that!
"Right well I think it's best that Spike stays with us till we can figure out exactly what's going on here. Do you mind sleeping on the sofa?" He turns to me and smiles.
"Slept on much worse mate." I smile. Remember the bathtub?
****** Spike sleeping in my house.
Let me rephrase that.
Spike SLEEPING in MY house.
I find myself secretly thanking Giles for letting Spike stay. Why I can't work out but all I know is there is much more to this guy than he's letting on. He's a mystery - a mystery that I'm determined to solve.
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