Nightmares
Buffy's eyes flew open. She pricked her ears up and listened carefully. There it was again, the creek that the stairs made. Someone was in the house, what if it was Freddie Krouger?
She slowly reached over to the side of her bed and pressed in the intercom button for Spike's room.
"Spike," She whispered into the intercom. "Spike!" she hissed slightly louder. "Spike!" she hissed even louder. She heard a murmur from the other end of the intercom. "Spike!" she said for a fourth time.
"What?" he grumbled sleepily.
"Can you come in here?" She asked. "I heard a noise."
"It's nothing, Pet," he said before turning over to go back to sleep.
"But what if it's something? What if it's him?" She bit her lip. "Will you just come in 'til I go to sleep?"
Spike grumbled to himself. "Sure, Pet, I'll be there in a second."
Buffy let go of the button and turned to face the door. She pulled the duvet right up to her chin and waited for Spike to come in.
When the door opened Buffy had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming. But she still whimpered with fright.
"Hey, it's ok pet," He came over and sat down on the end of her bed and lit his lighter. The tiny flame made the whole room light up. "You got a candle?"
She rummaged around in the top draw next to her bed and found a large green candle. He flicked his lighter again and lit the candle.
"Thanks," Buffy said. "I feel like such an idiot now."
"No problem," Spike shrugged. "I think you just heard Dawn coming in. I met her sneaking up the stairs on the way here."
Buffy laughed. "I really should stop watching horror movies."
"Probably for the best, at least until Dawn stops coming home at 3am."
"Is that the time?" She asked looking at her clock, he was right. "It's early. Or late, one of them."
"Dunno," he replied. "But we should get some sleep." He stretched out across end of her double bed.
"What are you doing?"
"Going to sleep," he kept his eyes closed.
"What about your room?"
Spike opened one eye. "Look, Pet. As soon as I get back to my room you'll here another noise and call me in here again. So, if I stay here then you can't get freaked."
Buffy thought about what he had said and nodded. She leant over to blow the candle out. "Night."
"Night, luv."
Buffy's eyes flew open. She pricked her ears up and listened carefully. There it was again, the creek that the stairs made. Someone was in the house, what if it was Freddie Krouger?
She slowly reached over to the side of her bed and pressed in the intercom button for Spike's room.
"Spike," She whispered into the intercom. "Spike!" she hissed slightly louder. "Spike!" she hissed even louder. She heard a murmur from the other end of the intercom. "Spike!" she said for a fourth time.
"What?" he grumbled sleepily.
"Can you come in here?" She asked. "I heard a noise."
"It's nothing, Pet," he said before turning over to go back to sleep.
"But what if it's something? What if it's him?" She bit her lip. "Will you just come in 'til I go to sleep?"
Spike grumbled to himself. "Sure, Pet, I'll be there in a second."
Buffy let go of the button and turned to face the door. She pulled the duvet right up to her chin and waited for Spike to come in.
When the door opened Buffy had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming. But she still whimpered with fright.
"Hey, it's ok pet," He came over and sat down on the end of her bed and lit his lighter. The tiny flame made the whole room light up. "You got a candle?"
She rummaged around in the top draw next to her bed and found a large green candle. He flicked his lighter again and lit the candle.
"Thanks," Buffy said. "I feel like such an idiot now."
"No problem," Spike shrugged. "I think you just heard Dawn coming in. I met her sneaking up the stairs on the way here."
Buffy laughed. "I really should stop watching horror movies."
"Probably for the best, at least until Dawn stops coming home at 3am."
"Is that the time?" She asked looking at her clock, he was right. "It's early. Or late, one of them."
"Dunno," he replied. "But we should get some sleep." He stretched out across end of her double bed.
"What are you doing?"
"Going to sleep," he kept his eyes closed.
"What about your room?"
Spike opened one eye. "Look, Pet. As soon as I get back to my room you'll here another noise and call me in here again. So, if I stay here then you can't get freaked."
Buffy thought about what he had said and nodded. She leant over to blow the candle out. "Night."
"Night, luv."