Chapter 2
Buffy found Spike sitting on his cot staring at nothing. He didn't even look at her when she came down the stairs and sat down next to him. "What's wrong?" She asked him and he then looked at her.
"Nothing's wrong, just can't sleep." Buffy nodded.
"Neither can I, but I know something's bothering you. Is it something I did?" Spike shook his head.
"No, I was just really scared tonight. I don't think I've ever been so scared before." Buffy touched his face.
"It's okay, I'm fine. You stopped the demon; nothing bad was going to happen." Spike shook his head again.
"You were going to die, Buffy. I saw it happen." He said as his voice got lower.
"What are you talking about?" He looked at her and decided to tell her.
"I had a dream that the demon killed you, stabbed you with the sword. I think it was more than a dream because it felt so real like maybe it was a vision or something. I knew something bad was going to happen and I had to find you. When I saw you fighting the demon it was the same thing that I saw, except I managed to stop him. In the vision I wasn't able to get to you. I just stood there and watched you die again." He said as tears started to form in his eyes. Buffy pulled him to her and let him rest his head on her shoulder.
"It's okay, you managed to stop it from happening and that's all that matters. Have you had any of these so-called visions before?" He pulled away and shook his head.
"No, but I still have this really bad feeling. Something's coming, Buffy. I can feel it and next time I might not be able to stop it." Buffy didn't know what to say so she just held him until he finally fell asleep. Across town a few hours later, the mysterious person walked into a demon bar and sat down. The bartender, Willy looked up at them.
"Nice helmet, you could take it off in here you know." The biker didn't say anything and just seemed to stare at the bartender. "So, what can I help you with? You got a name?" He asked and the biker finally spoke.
"You can call me, Lex. I need information." Willy cringed at the deep voice, it didn't sound human.
"What do you wanna know?" Lex looked around to make sure no one was listening and leaned closer to the bartender.
"I'm looking for the Slayer. I hear she used to come in here." Willy wasn't expecting that.
"I haven't seen her in here in a while. What do you want with her anyway?" Lex didn't reply and Willy spoke up again. "She'd probably be at home now, don't really know the address." The biker stood up.
"I know where she lives." Lex replied and then walked out of the bar. The biker looked around once outside and headed away from the bar. Lex decided to pay them a visit later, this should be interesting.
Buffy found Spike sitting on his cot staring at nothing. He didn't even look at her when she came down the stairs and sat down next to him. "What's wrong?" She asked him and he then looked at her.
"Nothing's wrong, just can't sleep." Buffy nodded.
"Neither can I, but I know something's bothering you. Is it something I did?" Spike shook his head.
"No, I was just really scared tonight. I don't think I've ever been so scared before." Buffy touched his face.
"It's okay, I'm fine. You stopped the demon; nothing bad was going to happen." Spike shook his head again.
"You were going to die, Buffy. I saw it happen." He said as his voice got lower.
"What are you talking about?" He looked at her and decided to tell her.
"I had a dream that the demon killed you, stabbed you with the sword. I think it was more than a dream because it felt so real like maybe it was a vision or something. I knew something bad was going to happen and I had to find you. When I saw you fighting the demon it was the same thing that I saw, except I managed to stop him. In the vision I wasn't able to get to you. I just stood there and watched you die again." He said as tears started to form in his eyes. Buffy pulled him to her and let him rest his head on her shoulder.
"It's okay, you managed to stop it from happening and that's all that matters. Have you had any of these so-called visions before?" He pulled away and shook his head.
"No, but I still have this really bad feeling. Something's coming, Buffy. I can feel it and next time I might not be able to stop it." Buffy didn't know what to say so she just held him until he finally fell asleep. Across town a few hours later, the mysterious person walked into a demon bar and sat down. The bartender, Willy looked up at them.
"Nice helmet, you could take it off in here you know." The biker didn't say anything and just seemed to stare at the bartender. "So, what can I help you with? You got a name?" He asked and the biker finally spoke.
"You can call me, Lex. I need information." Willy cringed at the deep voice, it didn't sound human.
"What do you wanna know?" Lex looked around to make sure no one was listening and leaned closer to the bartender.
"I'm looking for the Slayer. I hear she used to come in here." Willy wasn't expecting that.
"I haven't seen her in here in a while. What do you want with her anyway?" Lex didn't reply and Willy spoke up again. "She'd probably be at home now, don't really know the address." The biker stood up.
"I know where she lives." Lex replied and then walked out of the bar. The biker looked around once outside and headed away from the bar. Lex decided to pay them a visit later, this should be interesting.