Spike for thought

Buffy got up. Her reaction was to grab her stake. She walked over to Electra and brought the stake up above her head. Just as she was about to strike her Angel grabbed her by the waist dragging her away.

'What are you doing?!' screeched Buffy.

'This won't resolve anything. I can understand why she did it. I've.. I've made her life a misery.' he walked away towards a corner. The events still running circuits in his mind. Why didn't I remember this! I took two lives! I created her!. He looked over in the direction of Electra. She lay on one of Giles' desk sleeping sound. Like the little girl she once was. Looking at her like this really was hard to believe she was a vampire. An evil vampire. Spike was walking over to her. He didn't care what the others thought of this. He just wanted to look at her. Revel in her beauty. He looked at her. Examined every little bit of her. He looked at her hair which was blonde. Once pink but now the pink was faded and blotched. He looked at her eyes. Even though they were closed, her eye make up was so precise. The black really suited her. Her nose was perfect. Her lips shone in the light. Even though he had no reflection, anybody would look good in the reflection of her lips. He looked at her neck.... two slight holes where Angel had cursed her. Her breathing steady. It had rhythm. He looked at her body. Curvy.

She was nothing he'd imagined. She was far better. He smiled. Looking over his shoulders he glanced at Buffy and Angel. The others had fallen asleep on the floor. All the activities had got too much for them. Besides, they felt comforted that the vampiress was out cold. The pair looked deep in conversation. He turned back to look at Electra. Almost half expecting her to have her eyes open. They wont notice... he thought as he bent down... closer and closer to her face. He could feel her breath on his face. He leaned in that little bit further and kissed her lips. He stayed, there for what felt like forever but was only a couple of seconds. He didn't realise Electra had opened her eyes as soon as he touched her lips with his.He pulled away slowly savouring the moment. She looked up at him and smiled. His eyes still closed.

'You do realise that could be classed as sexual assault in some countries?' she said. Her sudden outburst startled Spike. He pulled back and stood up straight. He smirked

'I don't hear you complaining though..'

'And what reason would I have to complain?' she asked intrigued by the vampire she had heard about for so long. Now it was her turn to stare at him. Take into her all the detail she could of him. His hair so blonde, so wavy. She liked him. True punk. Looked at the scar in his eyebrow. Also a distinguished mark of his. She looked into his eyes. Those sapphire, blue eyes. She could swim in those eyes. His mouth, shone from the contact from her lips. His body stood firm like a shield and yet an open gate that, when closed on you felt like his arms were moulded just for you. For once this thought gave Electra a warm, comforting feeling. He sensed she was thinking about him. Her face wasn't showing negative thoughts. She was half smiling. Whatever it was it gave him a sense he was doing something right.

Oh awake are we?' said Buffy invading Electra's thoughts. Electra stopped smiling and glared at the slayer. How had she become to fall unconscious in the first place?

Angel looked at the floor, then at Electra. Ashamed. She knew he was. She read his mind. She felt his heart. It was heavy. It weighed him down more now then when he first walked into the room. Having a soul certainly changed him. She remembered his face when he attacked. So different to his human face. He could pass as an ordinary guy. Electra stood showing she wasn't to be defeated. Nausea over came her as she fell back down into sitting position.

'My you are evil. You're so evil you cant even stand' smirked Buffy. Electra looked up her fangs came into focus.

'For a slayer, you like to risk your life a lot' replied Electra. Willow stirred. Opening her eyes she saw Buffy and Electra staring daggers into one another

'Oh err.. so your not dead then err.. Electra' said the Wiccan sheepishly. The vampiress laughed. She looked directly into Willows eyes. I don't die, said Electra without moving her lips. She was in Willows head. I know what your dreamt Willow. I saw you running. But what were you running from exactly? Who were you running from?... I told you... I'm everywhere.

'Stop it please stop it, leave me alone!' screeched the witch. Angel looked at Willow concerned. Then he looked back at Electra. He knew what had happened but didn't say anything.

'I need a drink' spoke Electra. Her tone flat. Needy.

'Well I'd give you my blood but I put up a fight' replied Buffy

'Please.. your kind never satisfies my thirst slayer'. Shot down. Buffy didn't say a word.