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Elizance: Maybe Spike does have a little vampire in him...You'll just have to keep reading to see if he does or not...lol
Buffy quietly opened the front door, and slipped into the house. She tip- toed across the floor towards the stairs, but stopped when she heard her father's stern voice.
"Where have you been?" he asked, walking over to her.
"I was...I was seeing Faith," Buffy said. "She is my twin, don't I have the right?"
"Of course you do Buffy. It just worries me. You are so different from your sister. Maybe pulling away from her, would be for the best," he said. "You know I only want the best for you."
Buffy nodded. She wasn't in the mood to fight with her father. "Yeah dad, I know...But I can't do that. No matter what you think is best, she's my sister. And no matter what, I will never not be there for her."
"You should get up to bed. You have school tomorrow, and already, it's two o clock."
Buffy nodded again and ran up the stairs, trying not to wake up anyone. She opened the door to her bedroom, and was suprised when she saw Spike lying on her bed. A smile appeared on her face when it became clear that he was fast asleep.
Silently, she walked over to him, and kissed him gently on the forehead. She shook him lightly, not wanting to wake him, but knowing he would be upset if she didn't.
"Spike, Spike, wake up," she whispered.
His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked a few times before smiling at the sight of Buffy hovering over him.
"I came to wait for you...But I must 'ave fell asleep," he said, sitting up.
"It's okay," she said, sitting beside him. "We do need to talk...I shouldn't have kept what happened to me from you, but I just...You only just found out about me and Faith. It'd be too much to tell you how exactly Faith became a Slayer too. It happened a year ago Spike, I hoped it wouldn't ever have to be brought up."
"And I'm sorry for bringing it up pet, but I can't not know..."
"That's why I'm going to tell you," she said. "But first, can I change?"
He nodded. "Take as long as you like."
She smiled before standing up and walking over to her dresser. Pulling out her pyjamas, she left her room and headed towards the bathroom. The door was closed, so she knocked lightly.
"Dad?"
There was no answer, so she knocked again. The door opened, and Darla came out, looking as if she had been sick.
"I'm sorry," Buffy said. "I...I didn't know you were...Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she said, wiping something off her chin. "Did you need the bathroom?"
"Um...Yeah, but it's okay. I can go somewhere else."
"No, no. I'm done in..." Darla stopped, and turned quickly, running over to the toilet.
Buffy hurried over to her, worried about why she was throwing up. "Are you sure you're okay? I can go get my dad if you want..."
"No, don't worry Hank. I'm sure it's only a flu. I'll be fine, thank you Buffy."
"Um...Well, do you need help getting back to bed?" Buffy asked.
"No," Darla said, smiling. "Don't stay up too late, you need your rest for school."
Buffy nodded and watched as Darla left to her room, before closing the door.
A few minutes later, after Buffy had changed and thought about how she was going to tell Spike, she returned to her bedroom.
Spike was still sitting on her bed, staring off into space. Buffy smiled, and curled up next to him, resting her head on his chest.
"So," she started. "Short version or long version?"
"What's the short version?"
"I was called as a Slayer, I slaid, I lost, I died, I came back," Buffy said.
"I'll take the long then," he said. "If you..."
"Yeah, it's fine," she said. "Well, it all started a year ago, when I was called as a Slayer. I had only been slaying for a few months when Merrick, my watcher at that time, had told me there was a very powerful vampire underneath L.A, the Master. He was trapped there, but he planned on getting out. And surprise, the Slayer, moi, was the only one who could stop him. So, I trained, hard, and went off to fight him. He was strong though, too strong for me. And, he...Well, I drowned. He um...He held my head underwater, and I drowned...But, my saviour, my best friend, Parker, he found me. And, he brought me back."
Spike didn't know what to say. What did you say when someone told you something like that?
"I know you probably don't know what to say," Buffy started again. "And I can't say I blame you...But, I'm over that. It was hard then, yeah. For a long time too. But I've moved on...And when Faith was called, well that was just...Things seemed to make more sense. I know this is a lot to handle. You've only just accepted the fact that evil is real. But, remember, you wanted to hear this. And it's not like it was going to be all flowers and candy..."
"I understand that luv," he said. "I wanted to hear."
"You're the only person besides Faith, Giles and Parker that I've told. Not that I could just go up to a random person and tell them, 'hey, wanna know something interesting? I'm supposed to be dead'."
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," he said. "It must 'ave been hard on you."
"It was..." she said. "Can I go to sleep now please?"
"Oh...Yeah, o' course," he said. "I didn't meant to..."
"No, I'm just tired," she said. He went to stand up, but she grabbed his arm. "No, stay with me?"
He nodded, and laid down on the bed. She laid down beside him, resting her head on his chest. She snuggled up to him, closing her eyes and slipping off into a deep sleep.
"I love you Buffy," he whispered, kissing her softly on the top of the head.
Elizance: Maybe Spike does have a little vampire in him...You'll just have to keep reading to see if he does or not...lol
Buffy quietly opened the front door, and slipped into the house. She tip- toed across the floor towards the stairs, but stopped when she heard her father's stern voice.
"Where have you been?" he asked, walking over to her.
"I was...I was seeing Faith," Buffy said. "She is my twin, don't I have the right?"
"Of course you do Buffy. It just worries me. You are so different from your sister. Maybe pulling away from her, would be for the best," he said. "You know I only want the best for you."
Buffy nodded. She wasn't in the mood to fight with her father. "Yeah dad, I know...But I can't do that. No matter what you think is best, she's my sister. And no matter what, I will never not be there for her."
"You should get up to bed. You have school tomorrow, and already, it's two o clock."
Buffy nodded again and ran up the stairs, trying not to wake up anyone. She opened the door to her bedroom, and was suprised when she saw Spike lying on her bed. A smile appeared on her face when it became clear that he was fast asleep.
Silently, she walked over to him, and kissed him gently on the forehead. She shook him lightly, not wanting to wake him, but knowing he would be upset if she didn't.
"Spike, Spike, wake up," she whispered.
His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked a few times before smiling at the sight of Buffy hovering over him.
"I came to wait for you...But I must 'ave fell asleep," he said, sitting up.
"It's okay," she said, sitting beside him. "We do need to talk...I shouldn't have kept what happened to me from you, but I just...You only just found out about me and Faith. It'd be too much to tell you how exactly Faith became a Slayer too. It happened a year ago Spike, I hoped it wouldn't ever have to be brought up."
"And I'm sorry for bringing it up pet, but I can't not know..."
"That's why I'm going to tell you," she said. "But first, can I change?"
He nodded. "Take as long as you like."
She smiled before standing up and walking over to her dresser. Pulling out her pyjamas, she left her room and headed towards the bathroom. The door was closed, so she knocked lightly.
"Dad?"
There was no answer, so she knocked again. The door opened, and Darla came out, looking as if she had been sick.
"I'm sorry," Buffy said. "I...I didn't know you were...Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she said, wiping something off her chin. "Did you need the bathroom?"
"Um...Yeah, but it's okay. I can go somewhere else."
"No, no. I'm done in..." Darla stopped, and turned quickly, running over to the toilet.
Buffy hurried over to her, worried about why she was throwing up. "Are you sure you're okay? I can go get my dad if you want..."
"No, don't worry Hank. I'm sure it's only a flu. I'll be fine, thank you Buffy."
"Um...Well, do you need help getting back to bed?" Buffy asked.
"No," Darla said, smiling. "Don't stay up too late, you need your rest for school."
Buffy nodded and watched as Darla left to her room, before closing the door.
A few minutes later, after Buffy had changed and thought about how she was going to tell Spike, she returned to her bedroom.
Spike was still sitting on her bed, staring off into space. Buffy smiled, and curled up next to him, resting her head on his chest.
"So," she started. "Short version or long version?"
"What's the short version?"
"I was called as a Slayer, I slaid, I lost, I died, I came back," Buffy said.
"I'll take the long then," he said. "If you..."
"Yeah, it's fine," she said. "Well, it all started a year ago, when I was called as a Slayer. I had only been slaying for a few months when Merrick, my watcher at that time, had told me there was a very powerful vampire underneath L.A, the Master. He was trapped there, but he planned on getting out. And surprise, the Slayer, moi, was the only one who could stop him. So, I trained, hard, and went off to fight him. He was strong though, too strong for me. And, he...Well, I drowned. He um...He held my head underwater, and I drowned...But, my saviour, my best friend, Parker, he found me. And, he brought me back."
Spike didn't know what to say. What did you say when someone told you something like that?
"I know you probably don't know what to say," Buffy started again. "And I can't say I blame you...But, I'm over that. It was hard then, yeah. For a long time too. But I've moved on...And when Faith was called, well that was just...Things seemed to make more sense. I know this is a lot to handle. You've only just accepted the fact that evil is real. But, remember, you wanted to hear this. And it's not like it was going to be all flowers and candy..."
"I understand that luv," he said. "I wanted to hear."
"You're the only person besides Faith, Giles and Parker that I've told. Not that I could just go up to a random person and tell them, 'hey, wanna know something interesting? I'm supposed to be dead'."
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," he said. "It must 'ave been hard on you."
"It was..." she said. "Can I go to sleep now please?"
"Oh...Yeah, o' course," he said. "I didn't meant to..."
"No, I'm just tired," she said. He went to stand up, but she grabbed his arm. "No, stay with me?"
He nodded, and laid down on the bed. She laid down beside him, resting her head on his chest. She snuggled up to him, closing her eyes and slipping off into a deep sleep.
"I love you Buffy," he whispered, kissing her softly on the top of the head.