Authors note: Thanks for the reviews! Much appreciated. I want to try make
this fic a bit more dark and angsty but I might need some tips as Im not so
good at that part!! Anyone who wants to help leave a review or email me at
spikey_666@hotmail.com. THANKS!!
Here goes.
Chap 4
Demons everywhere.
Screaming.
Blood stains the floor.
Bodies lay scattered on the dusty ground.
Chaos fills the room.
Yet still we fight on.
I'm back in the hellmouth fighting like I've never fought before.
All around me I see the slayers, battling on despite the terrifying odds. My scythe cuts through the air and slices through demon flesh, dust exploding in the dank air. Pain sears through my body as I feel the sword pass through flesh and bone, my own blood staining the already scarlet floor.
The first speaks and I know I must go on but there is more to it than that. I feel a dull sensation in my heart, a faint flicker of an old flame. What is it? I stand, hearing my name being called:
"Buffy!"
I turn to look in the direction of the noise but I can't see who it is.
Everything quietens and suddenly the slayers have gone leaving just me and this man that I can't figure out who it is. There's a bright light shining and our hands interlock, my heart aches and I can feel the pain inside.
Burning pain that courses through my body.
He's talking but I can't hear what he says. I look from the hands up to his face and see those sparkling blue eyes and feel love flow through my body.
"Spike."
******
I wake up with a start, breathing hard trying not to forget the dream I just dreamt. Yes I had relived that battle over and over but it always ended before I found out who the mysterious man was. And now I know.
But is it true?
I mean maybe I just thought it was Spike because of what he said. Maybe my mind is playing with me, making me believe that his story is true - that he really was there with me fighting the good fight.
And what about the love?
Did I love him?
Did he love me?
******
Can't sleep.
How the hell am I supposed to sleep when I know that Buffy is just a ceiling away from me? As I lay and listen to the silent house I can feel my heart beating against my chest.
Bloody hell that's weird.
That's it Spike, listen to your heartbeat and don't think about that beautiful slayer lying upstairs asleep.
Fuck.
Footsteps sound on the landing and then on the stair. Someone's coming down. Maybe they can take my mind of the slayer.
I stand from the sofa and walk from the living room to the adjoining kitchen. I turn the light on and busy myself with the kettle till the person enters behind me.
I sigh defeated as I realise without turning around who just walked in.
How can this person take my mind off the slayer when it is the slayer?
"Coffee?" I ask without turning and hear the gasp in her throat. Obviously she hadn't seen me.
"Uh yeah ok."
I turn and smile, taking in her appearance. Wearing grey shorts with a matching top, her hair dishevelled from sleep and a quizzical look on her face I can't help but feel my knees go weak.
Instantly I look away, determined not to look in those piercing greeny eyes.
******
All I want is a quiet cup of coffee.
Just a cup of coffee on my own to think about this latest dream.
So I enter the kitchen, obviously expecting to be by myself as it is two in the morning.
"Coffee?"
At the sound of his voice I nearly jump out of my skin.
I take one look at him and have to gulp down the urge to lick his chest. Did I just think that?
Spike, dressed in nothing but black jeans, smiles cheekily and hands me my mug while I look on amazed at this body before me.
Muscular is a word I could use to describe it.
Yummy is another.
Suddenly I'm drawn back to this world by his soft voice.
"Couldn't sleep huh pet?"
"Nope" Suddenly the coffee seems interesting to look at.
"I knew something that could get you off to sleep in no time at all." I look up sharply and see a suggestive smirk on his face, one of his eyebrows raised cheekily.
What the hell?
******
As soon as I say it I knew it was the wrong thing to say.
She holds my gaze but stays silent and I wonder what's going through her mind at this moment.
Does she despise me?
Does she remember?
Does she love me?
The last question is awkward. She never loved me before so why should she love me now? No matter what I do different this time, you can't change the way a person feels.
Or can you?
Now a heavy silence fills the room and I don't quite know how to break it. Never my thing, conversations.
"How was patrol?" How lame was that? I am such a dickhead sometimes.
"Fine, just a couple of vamps, nothing spesh." She smiles and I smile back.
"Where's Dawn?" Suddenly I wonder where the lil bit has been since I arrived.
"Oh she's staying a friends for a few days." She looks puzzled but I suppose she would seeing as she doesn't remember that I know Nibblet.
Being so close to her hurts so much. It hurt before when I knew I couldn't touch her, couldn't love her. But now the pain is even worse. Because this time round she doesn't remember how it used to be.
I need to get away from her, being this close to her hurts me more than I can stand.
So taking my coffee, I leave the room with one last smile at the slayer I love and go back to an intolerable night of insomnia.
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Here goes.
Chap 4
Demons everywhere.
Screaming.
Blood stains the floor.
Bodies lay scattered on the dusty ground.
Chaos fills the room.
Yet still we fight on.
I'm back in the hellmouth fighting like I've never fought before.
All around me I see the slayers, battling on despite the terrifying odds. My scythe cuts through the air and slices through demon flesh, dust exploding in the dank air. Pain sears through my body as I feel the sword pass through flesh and bone, my own blood staining the already scarlet floor.
The first speaks and I know I must go on but there is more to it than that. I feel a dull sensation in my heart, a faint flicker of an old flame. What is it? I stand, hearing my name being called:
"Buffy!"
I turn to look in the direction of the noise but I can't see who it is.
Everything quietens and suddenly the slayers have gone leaving just me and this man that I can't figure out who it is. There's a bright light shining and our hands interlock, my heart aches and I can feel the pain inside.
Burning pain that courses through my body.
He's talking but I can't hear what he says. I look from the hands up to his face and see those sparkling blue eyes and feel love flow through my body.
"Spike."
******
I wake up with a start, breathing hard trying not to forget the dream I just dreamt. Yes I had relived that battle over and over but it always ended before I found out who the mysterious man was. And now I know.
But is it true?
I mean maybe I just thought it was Spike because of what he said. Maybe my mind is playing with me, making me believe that his story is true - that he really was there with me fighting the good fight.
And what about the love?
Did I love him?
Did he love me?
******
Can't sleep.
How the hell am I supposed to sleep when I know that Buffy is just a ceiling away from me? As I lay and listen to the silent house I can feel my heart beating against my chest.
Bloody hell that's weird.
That's it Spike, listen to your heartbeat and don't think about that beautiful slayer lying upstairs asleep.
Fuck.
Footsteps sound on the landing and then on the stair. Someone's coming down. Maybe they can take my mind of the slayer.
I stand from the sofa and walk from the living room to the adjoining kitchen. I turn the light on and busy myself with the kettle till the person enters behind me.
I sigh defeated as I realise without turning around who just walked in.
How can this person take my mind off the slayer when it is the slayer?
"Coffee?" I ask without turning and hear the gasp in her throat. Obviously she hadn't seen me.
"Uh yeah ok."
I turn and smile, taking in her appearance. Wearing grey shorts with a matching top, her hair dishevelled from sleep and a quizzical look on her face I can't help but feel my knees go weak.
Instantly I look away, determined not to look in those piercing greeny eyes.
******
All I want is a quiet cup of coffee.
Just a cup of coffee on my own to think about this latest dream.
So I enter the kitchen, obviously expecting to be by myself as it is two in the morning.
"Coffee?"
At the sound of his voice I nearly jump out of my skin.
I take one look at him and have to gulp down the urge to lick his chest. Did I just think that?
Spike, dressed in nothing but black jeans, smiles cheekily and hands me my mug while I look on amazed at this body before me.
Muscular is a word I could use to describe it.
Yummy is another.
Suddenly I'm drawn back to this world by his soft voice.
"Couldn't sleep huh pet?"
"Nope" Suddenly the coffee seems interesting to look at.
"I knew something that could get you off to sleep in no time at all." I look up sharply and see a suggestive smirk on his face, one of his eyebrows raised cheekily.
What the hell?
******
As soon as I say it I knew it was the wrong thing to say.
She holds my gaze but stays silent and I wonder what's going through her mind at this moment.
Does she despise me?
Does she remember?
Does she love me?
The last question is awkward. She never loved me before so why should she love me now? No matter what I do different this time, you can't change the way a person feels.
Or can you?
Now a heavy silence fills the room and I don't quite know how to break it. Never my thing, conversations.
"How was patrol?" How lame was that? I am such a dickhead sometimes.
"Fine, just a couple of vamps, nothing spesh." She smiles and I smile back.
"Where's Dawn?" Suddenly I wonder where the lil bit has been since I arrived.
"Oh she's staying a friends for a few days." She looks puzzled but I suppose she would seeing as she doesn't remember that I know Nibblet.
Being so close to her hurts so much. It hurt before when I knew I couldn't touch her, couldn't love her. But now the pain is even worse. Because this time round she doesn't remember how it used to be.
I need to get away from her, being this close to her hurts me more than I can stand.
So taking my coffee, I leave the room with one last smile at the slayer I love and go back to an intolerable night of insomnia.
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