Disclaimer- Haven't done one of these since the beginning.. Ooops.. Yup,
still don't own Angel or Spike. *pouts* that makes me sad. Actually, I
still don't own anything except a bag of oreos and a water bottle. College
rules!
A.N.- Oh my god, my first two reviews ever!!!!! Alexa and Sandy_eco- Who knows. it may be a Spuffy fic, it might be b/a. I am a B/A girl at heart, but I was never against her hooking up with Spike. He is a hottie. The story has a life of its own. Only time will tell. Tariq- I like to think this story is pretty hot. When I am done, I just might send it to you!! ;)
Chapter 6- Telling Boyfriend B
Buffy dusted off her shirt and slid Mr. Pointy back into her pocket. She had happened upon a group of newbie vamps and had taken particular joy in dusting them.
"I will never cease to be amazed at your fighting skills pet." Spikes voice broke Buffy from her thoughts. Her heart pounded slightly at the sight of him, she loved the way the shiny maroon shirt offset his platinum hair. Suddenly, she could see why he was her "light" and Angel was the "dark".
"Yeah, I guess your amazement is why I was able to always beat your ass." Buffy hopped off the steps so that she was standing next to him. "Oh Spike. Do you know about the prophecy yet?"
Spikes brow furrowed in confusement. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear about this prophecy. He had a feeling that whatever Buffy was talking about was the reason that Angel had suddenly reappeared. "Uh.. no, pet. I can't say that I have had the pleasure."
Cheeks blushing, and heart racing, Buffy filled him in on what had been revealed so far tonight. She left out the part of falling asleep in Angel's arms. She felt a little silly for not telling him, the prophecy alone was proof enough to Spike that she was still in love with Angel. But somehow it just felt wrong to tell him those parts. As she finished the story, Buffy leaned into him with a sob. "Oh Spike. I just don't know if I can do this. No matter what, I am going to lose one of you and wind up pregnant in less then a month! This just seems so wrong! Haven't I done enough so far to save the world? Can't I just sit this one out?"
"Shhh. pet. It'll be fine. I promise. And when has your Spikey ever lied to you? I mean, I may stretch the truth, but I never lie."
"I know. That's it. No more crying. I will take this like everything else. Head on and fighting. I will do what I have to do and quit whining. It's not my style. Plus, crying makes my face all red and puffy. Blagh." Buffy brought her chin up and Spike recognized the steely determination on her face.
"Come on pet. Let's go fight something. I only have an hour or so till the sun rises. Unless. you want to burn off this energy some other way?" Spike leered suggestively at her. He was as upset as she was about the whole situation, but if Buffy had decided to accept it, then he would not be the person to bring her back down. He just hoped to hell that the babe would be his and not Angel's. He didn't want to lose the woman he loved to Angel. Not again, not Buffy.
Buffy hit him in the arm and laughed. One thing she could say for Spike, he could always make some sort of sarcastic or sexual comment to take her mind off the problems. Angel would either brood, or try and solve the problem for her. "Thank you Spike."
"For what pet?" Spike tenderly brushed a stray-ward blonde lock away from her face. Bloody hell he loved this woman. He wanted to shout it from rooftops. Like that commercial on the telly, the one where the man shouts to a giant crowd that he loves this woman, loves her, loves her, loves her.
"For not flipping out, for just accepting me, and the problems that me being me puts on our lives. You didn't try and figure out a way to solve this for me, you just accepted that I accepted it, and moved on. I really needed that."
"Slayer, if I was going to hold your duty against you, and believe me, since I am a vampire I have every right to do that, I would have never ever fallen for you. I mean yeah, you are awesome in the sack..," Spike grinned at her and dodged her fake punch. "But there are other aspects that I love about you. The fact that you are the slayer is an issue we will always have to deal with. I mean hey, how do I know you won't all the sudden decide that you no longer want to play with the enemy and stake me while I sleep? Now quit thinking so bloody much, and let's either fight something or go inside. My senses get all funny when the sun is going to come up soon."
Buffy shook her head. "You go on back. I think I am going to go home and get some sleep. It's been a crazy night. Good thing it is a weekend. I don't have to work tomorrow."
Buffy and Spike walked away, so caught up in there conversation that neither of their sense noticed the creature hiding in the shadow. Well, more accurately, the shadow that moved away from the tree in the opposite direction.
The shadow thing slither and moved along the ground, before finally slipping into the sewer drain. It's mind was reeling as it thought over the implications of what it had heard. If the slayer was truly the recipient of Aphrodite's prophecy, then there were so many wonderful things that could be gleaned from the results. Keeping the slayers and the two vamps from consummating and fulfilling the prophecy would result in a depressed and unhappy world. Mortals who were depressed were so much more easy to overtake. They almost willing gave themselves over to the darkness. But, if the slayer became pregnant from one of the master vamps, the child would be soooo wonderfully strong. And if it was stolen and raised in the right dimension. things could get interesting. Oh yes, it knew of the older vamps child, the one who had been raised in hell, but he was the damned offspring of two vampires. Not the slayer and a vampire. If this child was taught to hate humans instead of its father.. Well it would be the most powerful weapon on Earth.
"I must speak to master about thissss." the shadow thing hissed as it moved easily amongst the dark and dreary sewers.
A.N.- Oh my god, my first two reviews ever!!!!! Alexa and Sandy_eco- Who knows. it may be a Spuffy fic, it might be b/a. I am a B/A girl at heart, but I was never against her hooking up with Spike. He is a hottie. The story has a life of its own. Only time will tell. Tariq- I like to think this story is pretty hot. When I am done, I just might send it to you!! ;)
Chapter 6- Telling Boyfriend B
Buffy dusted off her shirt and slid Mr. Pointy back into her pocket. She had happened upon a group of newbie vamps and had taken particular joy in dusting them.
"I will never cease to be amazed at your fighting skills pet." Spikes voice broke Buffy from her thoughts. Her heart pounded slightly at the sight of him, she loved the way the shiny maroon shirt offset his platinum hair. Suddenly, she could see why he was her "light" and Angel was the "dark".
"Yeah, I guess your amazement is why I was able to always beat your ass." Buffy hopped off the steps so that she was standing next to him. "Oh Spike. Do you know about the prophecy yet?"
Spikes brow furrowed in confusement. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear about this prophecy. He had a feeling that whatever Buffy was talking about was the reason that Angel had suddenly reappeared. "Uh.. no, pet. I can't say that I have had the pleasure."
Cheeks blushing, and heart racing, Buffy filled him in on what had been revealed so far tonight. She left out the part of falling asleep in Angel's arms. She felt a little silly for not telling him, the prophecy alone was proof enough to Spike that she was still in love with Angel. But somehow it just felt wrong to tell him those parts. As she finished the story, Buffy leaned into him with a sob. "Oh Spike. I just don't know if I can do this. No matter what, I am going to lose one of you and wind up pregnant in less then a month! This just seems so wrong! Haven't I done enough so far to save the world? Can't I just sit this one out?"
"Shhh. pet. It'll be fine. I promise. And when has your Spikey ever lied to you? I mean, I may stretch the truth, but I never lie."
"I know. That's it. No more crying. I will take this like everything else. Head on and fighting. I will do what I have to do and quit whining. It's not my style. Plus, crying makes my face all red and puffy. Blagh." Buffy brought her chin up and Spike recognized the steely determination on her face.
"Come on pet. Let's go fight something. I only have an hour or so till the sun rises. Unless. you want to burn off this energy some other way?" Spike leered suggestively at her. He was as upset as she was about the whole situation, but if Buffy had decided to accept it, then he would not be the person to bring her back down. He just hoped to hell that the babe would be his and not Angel's. He didn't want to lose the woman he loved to Angel. Not again, not Buffy.
Buffy hit him in the arm and laughed. One thing she could say for Spike, he could always make some sort of sarcastic or sexual comment to take her mind off the problems. Angel would either brood, or try and solve the problem for her. "Thank you Spike."
"For what pet?" Spike tenderly brushed a stray-ward blonde lock away from her face. Bloody hell he loved this woman. He wanted to shout it from rooftops. Like that commercial on the telly, the one where the man shouts to a giant crowd that he loves this woman, loves her, loves her, loves her.
"For not flipping out, for just accepting me, and the problems that me being me puts on our lives. You didn't try and figure out a way to solve this for me, you just accepted that I accepted it, and moved on. I really needed that."
"Slayer, if I was going to hold your duty against you, and believe me, since I am a vampire I have every right to do that, I would have never ever fallen for you. I mean yeah, you are awesome in the sack..," Spike grinned at her and dodged her fake punch. "But there are other aspects that I love about you. The fact that you are the slayer is an issue we will always have to deal with. I mean hey, how do I know you won't all the sudden decide that you no longer want to play with the enemy and stake me while I sleep? Now quit thinking so bloody much, and let's either fight something or go inside. My senses get all funny when the sun is going to come up soon."
Buffy shook her head. "You go on back. I think I am going to go home and get some sleep. It's been a crazy night. Good thing it is a weekend. I don't have to work tomorrow."
Buffy and Spike walked away, so caught up in there conversation that neither of their sense noticed the creature hiding in the shadow. Well, more accurately, the shadow that moved away from the tree in the opposite direction.
The shadow thing slither and moved along the ground, before finally slipping into the sewer drain. It's mind was reeling as it thought over the implications of what it had heard. If the slayer was truly the recipient of Aphrodite's prophecy, then there were so many wonderful things that could be gleaned from the results. Keeping the slayers and the two vamps from consummating and fulfilling the prophecy would result in a depressed and unhappy world. Mortals who were depressed were so much more easy to overtake. They almost willing gave themselves over to the darkness. But, if the slayer became pregnant from one of the master vamps, the child would be soooo wonderfully strong. And if it was stolen and raised in the right dimension. things could get interesting. Oh yes, it knew of the older vamps child, the one who had been raised in hell, but he was the damned offspring of two vampires. Not the slayer and a vampire. If this child was taught to hate humans instead of its father.. Well it would be the most powerful weapon on Earth.
"I must speak to master about thissss." the shadow thing hissed as it moved easily amongst the dark and dreary sewers.