A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed and helped me with my question!
Thanks to: B/S Rox, Talia's Rolan, JnR 4eva, MystikaMoi, Angie38, MSU, and Bebe.
Ch.2
"No!" he said loudly.
"You think I want to share a bed with you? You're crazy!" Xander yelled.
"There is no bloody way in hell that I would share a bed with you, Harris!" Spike shot back.
"So who gets the bed?" Xander asked a little more calmly.
Spike just gave him a look.
"Since I'm not too tired and it's daytime, your bedtime, you can sleep in the bed." Xander said as he slowly retreated to the couch.
"Sounds good to me."
Spike made his self comfortable and fell asleep listening to the sound of the channels flipping as Xander looked for something to watch.
~~~
When Xander realized that Spike had stopped breathing he knew that he was asleep. Spike had the habit of breathing even though he didn't need to.
Xander wasn't very fond of Spike, but he had to admit that vampires were very curious. How they didn't need oxygen. Or how the could love and feel.
Xander had always wanted to ask Spike about what being a vampire was like or what it was really about. But he never knew how Spike would react to the questions.
Spike was only predictable when it came to Buffy. He loved her, and would die, again, for her. He would do anything. And no matter how much Xander hated to admit it, they were right for each other, but he would have to learn to accept it.
Xander turned off the TV, unable to find anything to watch. His mind was numb, but at the same time racing with thoughts. He walked outside and sat on the bench right outside of their motel room. ~~~~
Spike had begun to fall asleep, and when he was tired his body stopped breathing. Even while he was half asleep he could still feel Xander watching him. He didn't say anything to him, he just remained still.
Before he knew it he was asleep.
He knew that the "dream" was more of a vision.
He saw a café place. The aroma of coffee surrounded him.
He just knew that this was where Buffy was.
Then he was in a small apartment. On a small table he saw pictures of her and her friends and Dawn. There was a particular frame in the middle. In the picture was a chair and in the chair was him. He knew that picture. Dawn had taken it.
Spike came to a realization. He knew that Buffy was trying to run away from everything, to forget it. He knew that in her heart she was urging to go back. Spike knew that no matter how Buffy felt that she would always want to go home.
His mind went blank and Spike woke with a jolt. He had been crying. His cheeks were still wet with the salty tears.
When he looked at the clock it said 8:00.
The sun had set.
As Spike got up he said to Xander -
"Morning."
"Morning" Xander replied.
"You hungry? Cause I've got a craving for some real food." Spike said.
"Sure no prob. Let's go."
~~~~~~
At the dinner they were seated in a booth. Xander ordered a cheeseburger with fries and Spike got Buffalo wings.
As they were eating Xander finally gave up.
"Can I talk to you?" He asked.
"Like how?" Spike asked a little hesitantly.
"Like vamp.." He stopped. "Like man to man or more likely, human to vampire."
"I guess so. What's there to talk about?"
"You're probably going to think I'm psycho-"
"It's too late for that, Harris." Spike said amusingly.
Xander smiled.
"I'd like - I'd like to get to know you. Like what it means, what is feels like to be a vampire."
Spike was a little taken back.
"You're scaring me, Harris." Spike said.
"I just have some questions is all."
"What kind of questions do you have?"
"If you don't need to breathe, since you're undead, why do you breathe when you are awake?" he asked.
"You know, a lot of people have asked me that question. I find it comfort in it, like I'm still connected to everything."
"I can understand that."
"Ok, next question." Spike said.
"What kind of emotions can you feel when you don't have a soul?"
"Now there's a good question. It's a bit hard to explain. Let's see if I can explain it so you can understand. A lot of the emotions are triggered by others. Like love and guilt. I love Buffy and Dawn. Before Buffy died, I promised to never let anything happen to Dawn. Also, I promised, in my heart, that I would always protect Buffy. When she died, I felt guilty because I wasn't able to save her. I feel guilt about Buffy because I love her. I never felt bad about the others I murdered because I never loved them. I only wished that I could change everything because I want Buffy to love me."
It was a bit uncomfortable to have this conversation with Xander, but it was good that they were trying to understand each other.
"Wow. I never thought of it like that." Xander said.
"But with the soul, I feel how you feel." Spike added.
"Alright. Do you miss being human?"
"Ah, the big question. There are times when I do miss it, but most of the time I don't. There will always be parts that I miss. Like seeing my family, the sun, and the world being busy. I always look at things in the dark. But if I weren't a vampire, I never would have found Buffy or the 'life' I have now. It has its advantages and disadvantages. Just like everything else in this world."
After about 20 minutes of eating in silence, Spike looked up.
"Thanks" he said.
"For what?"
"No one's ever really wanted to know what it is like, except for Buffy. It's nice to know that someone wants to know what it's like."
"Don't be getting all mushy on me. It's not going to be an everyday ordeal; I just had a few questions." Xander said.
They both grinned and shook hands.
"Come on, let's hit the road." Spike said.
And with that, they stood up and went on their way to another long night of driving.
~~~
It makes me sad That you're all so bad That you all don't That you all won't Do what I expect you to do And leave me a beautiful review!
(poem idea from Fingrrpuppet)
Thanks to: B/S Rox, Talia's Rolan, JnR 4eva, MystikaMoi, Angie38, MSU, and Bebe.
Ch.2
"No!" he said loudly.
"You think I want to share a bed with you? You're crazy!" Xander yelled.
"There is no bloody way in hell that I would share a bed with you, Harris!" Spike shot back.
"So who gets the bed?" Xander asked a little more calmly.
Spike just gave him a look.
"Since I'm not too tired and it's daytime, your bedtime, you can sleep in the bed." Xander said as he slowly retreated to the couch.
"Sounds good to me."
Spike made his self comfortable and fell asleep listening to the sound of the channels flipping as Xander looked for something to watch.
~~~
When Xander realized that Spike had stopped breathing he knew that he was asleep. Spike had the habit of breathing even though he didn't need to.
Xander wasn't very fond of Spike, but he had to admit that vampires were very curious. How they didn't need oxygen. Or how the could love and feel.
Xander had always wanted to ask Spike about what being a vampire was like or what it was really about. But he never knew how Spike would react to the questions.
Spike was only predictable when it came to Buffy. He loved her, and would die, again, for her. He would do anything. And no matter how much Xander hated to admit it, they were right for each other, but he would have to learn to accept it.
Xander turned off the TV, unable to find anything to watch. His mind was numb, but at the same time racing with thoughts. He walked outside and sat on the bench right outside of their motel room. ~~~~
Spike had begun to fall asleep, and when he was tired his body stopped breathing. Even while he was half asleep he could still feel Xander watching him. He didn't say anything to him, he just remained still.
Before he knew it he was asleep.
He knew that the "dream" was more of a vision.
He saw a café place. The aroma of coffee surrounded him.
He just knew that this was where Buffy was.
Then he was in a small apartment. On a small table he saw pictures of her and her friends and Dawn. There was a particular frame in the middle. In the picture was a chair and in the chair was him. He knew that picture. Dawn had taken it.
Spike came to a realization. He knew that Buffy was trying to run away from everything, to forget it. He knew that in her heart she was urging to go back. Spike knew that no matter how Buffy felt that she would always want to go home.
His mind went blank and Spike woke with a jolt. He had been crying. His cheeks were still wet with the salty tears.
When he looked at the clock it said 8:00.
The sun had set.
As Spike got up he said to Xander -
"Morning."
"Morning" Xander replied.
"You hungry? Cause I've got a craving for some real food." Spike said.
"Sure no prob. Let's go."
~~~~~~
At the dinner they were seated in a booth. Xander ordered a cheeseburger with fries and Spike got Buffalo wings.
As they were eating Xander finally gave up.
"Can I talk to you?" He asked.
"Like how?" Spike asked a little hesitantly.
"Like vamp.." He stopped. "Like man to man or more likely, human to vampire."
"I guess so. What's there to talk about?"
"You're probably going to think I'm psycho-"
"It's too late for that, Harris." Spike said amusingly.
Xander smiled.
"I'd like - I'd like to get to know you. Like what it means, what is feels like to be a vampire."
Spike was a little taken back.
"You're scaring me, Harris." Spike said.
"I just have some questions is all."
"What kind of questions do you have?"
"If you don't need to breathe, since you're undead, why do you breathe when you are awake?" he asked.
"You know, a lot of people have asked me that question. I find it comfort in it, like I'm still connected to everything."
"I can understand that."
"Ok, next question." Spike said.
"What kind of emotions can you feel when you don't have a soul?"
"Now there's a good question. It's a bit hard to explain. Let's see if I can explain it so you can understand. A lot of the emotions are triggered by others. Like love and guilt. I love Buffy and Dawn. Before Buffy died, I promised to never let anything happen to Dawn. Also, I promised, in my heart, that I would always protect Buffy. When she died, I felt guilty because I wasn't able to save her. I feel guilt about Buffy because I love her. I never felt bad about the others I murdered because I never loved them. I only wished that I could change everything because I want Buffy to love me."
It was a bit uncomfortable to have this conversation with Xander, but it was good that they were trying to understand each other.
"Wow. I never thought of it like that." Xander said.
"But with the soul, I feel how you feel." Spike added.
"Alright. Do you miss being human?"
"Ah, the big question. There are times when I do miss it, but most of the time I don't. There will always be parts that I miss. Like seeing my family, the sun, and the world being busy. I always look at things in the dark. But if I weren't a vampire, I never would have found Buffy or the 'life' I have now. It has its advantages and disadvantages. Just like everything else in this world."
After about 20 minutes of eating in silence, Spike looked up.
"Thanks" he said.
"For what?"
"No one's ever really wanted to know what it is like, except for Buffy. It's nice to know that someone wants to know what it's like."
"Don't be getting all mushy on me. It's not going to be an everyday ordeal; I just had a few questions." Xander said.
They both grinned and shook hands.
"Come on, let's hit the road." Spike said.
And with that, they stood up and went on their way to another long night of driving.
~~~
It makes me sad That you're all so bad That you all don't That you all won't Do what I expect you to do And leave me a beautiful review!
(poem idea from Fingrrpuppet)