A/N: Well, we are now five chapters into my story and I'm going to try and
spice things up a little bit. (Deep announcer voice) There will be action!
Suspense! Romance! And all the girly stuff! Haha. I just love the reviews
that you guys have given me. Oh and Peabody, bite me . . . and don't relay
that info to a certain someone that I'm giving away bites, haha. I'm only
kidding. Anyway, keep the reviews coming and I hope you enjoy the latest
installment
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P.S. Every time there's a break it's going to look like this to make transitions less confusing : )
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either
Rating: R, just for good measure
Chapter Five:
As Buffy and Tara were driving back to the station Buffy couldn't stop thinking about Spike and Tara couldn't stop thinking about what had Buffy's attention.
"Sir- Buffy, are you alright? You seem out of it, like you're in another place." Tara asked concerned
"I'm fine." Buffy answered shortly
Tara let the subject drop as it was clear that her partner was not going to relay any information to her.
When Buffy pulled into her parking spot in the garage at the station she got out of the car and walked to the elevator leaving Tara to fend for herself. Tara decided not to take it personally, as there was seriously something bothering her partner.
When Buffy got into her office she shut the door and looked at her desk.
"Looks like you pulled through Berkle." Buffy said as she studied the manila envelope sitting on her chestnut desk.
Buffy picked up the envelope, opened it and had to suppress a laugh as she found the contents wrapped in a pink bow. She studied the contents and found that the only drug that was in Sydney was the drug that had been used to make her woozy while she was being raped.
"Son of a bitch." Buffy muttered under her breath, Warren had lied to her again. Buffy threw the papers aside and decided to call it a night and head home.
She walked out of her office and made a beeline for the elevator doors. Tara just watched from her cube with despair as her partner wallowed away with whatever problem she had.
As Buffy shut the door to her tiny one bedroom apartment and threw her keys on a table, she noticed a light was on.
She moved to the living room and saw a certain blonde intruder sitting on her couch watching television as if he lived there.
"What the hell are you doing in my home?" Buffy demanded as she stormed to the TV and shut it off
"Hey I was watching that." Spike protested
"How did you get in here?"
"Being the owner of the building does have some perks pet" Spike said as he cocked his head and smirked
"Well you might want to tell the owner that the hot water only stays hot for about five minutes." Buffy said defeated as she plopped down on the couch next to him
"I'm sure he'll get right on that."
Spike studied Buffy, she looked tired and worn out. There where shadows under her eyes and her skin was paler than usual.
"Rough day love?" Spike asked concerned
"Oh yeah" Buffy said as she flung her head back to rest on the back of the couch
"You want to tell me about it?"
"No because you're a suspect."
"Do you always follow all the rules love?"
"Yes. And don't call me love" Buffy said as she got up and moved to the kitchen to make some coffee
"You wanna mind telling me what you're doing here Spike?" Buffy asked as she poured herself a cup
"Just thought I'd stop by to see a lady. Is that a crime?"
"No it's not. Now leave"
"But I thought you could- uh, question me, you were pretty sexy back at my place all formal and whatnot."
"You're a pig Spike." Buffy commented over her shoulder as she made her way to the bedroom
"Well there's a new one. I've never been called a pig by a woman before. Sexy, yes. Wickedly handsome, yes. But pig? No I don't recall being called that before." Spike followed her into the bedroom and laid down on her bed.
"What are you doing now?" Buffy asked tiredly
"I'm making myself comfortable," When Buffy set her coffee down Spike grabbed her waist and pulled her into him and into a passionate kiss.
Despite everything that was going on in Buffy's head to tell her to stop, her arms and body seemed to not work and she let herself give into the pleasure of having a man touch her for the first time in ages.
The kiss was demanding both wanting more, and as Spike started to un-button Buffy's shirt, Buffy's body started to work again and she stopped him.
"I can't do this. You're a suspect. I can't have sex with a suspect."
"Who's stopping you?" Spike asked trying to resist the urge to just grab her and ravage her until she screamed
"It's against everything that I believe in. It's against everything I've worked for."
"Don't think of it as breaking the rules . . .think about it as bending the rules to your liking."
Buffy seemed to be satisfied with that and when she didn't comment Spike grabbed her by the waist and flipped them both so that he was on top of her.
Spike studied Buffy for a moment, her short blonde hair, her small frame, the glow of her skin against the setting sun, she was beautiful to him.
"What?" Buffy asked when he continued to stare at her
"You are truly beautiful" Spike whispered as he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear
Buffy looked away lost in her own thoughts until Spike brought her back to reality as he was now biting her neck.
She moaned in response as he kissed and bit her neck. She flipped them over again so that she was now on top,
"Someone who takes control, I love that in a woman." Spike said smirking
He moaned as she came down hard on him and continued to rock until they both had hit absolute ecstasy.
Buffy wasn't sure when she had fallen asleep but she was sure that this had to be a dream.
She was in a dark room with only a mirror and a sink at one end.
She walked over to the sink, turned it on and splashed cool water on her face. As she looked into the mirror she saw her own reflection and was wondering what Spike could see in her to make him say that she was beautiful. As she stared at the mirror more her reflection twisted into Spike's, he smirked at her his blue eyes filled with lust and adventure. Then the reflection took on another image not as pleasant, her fathers.
Buffy backed up frightened when her fathers mirror image started to smile into a wicked grin. However when she backed up she bumped into something hard human like.
She turned around frightened and already knowing what she was going to see. As Buffy backed into the sink, her father loomed over her like a shadow.
"You'll never get rid of me little girl. I will always be with you. And I will always haunt you."
Buffy started to scream as her father came closer, she could smell the whiskey on his breath, his fingers began to poke and prod. She twisted trying to get away, but despite her efforts she could not escape.
"You will never be able to kill me."
Buffy woke screaming and panting twisted in her sheets and being held by strong arms.
"Shh, it's alright love, I'm here. Nothing is going to hurt you. Shh, it's ok baby, it's alright." Spike whispered into her ear as he rocked her back and forth.
He had heard her muttering in her sleep, then she started to toss and turn, and then the screaming came.
"I'm fine. Let me go, I'm fine." Buffy said trying to break the grip
"No you are not love. You are not fine."
"Yes, I am. And I told you to stop calling me love."
Spike finally released her as she got up and paced the room.
Realizing she was naked she walked over to a chair and picked up a red robe.
"What did you dream about that had you screaming?" Spike asked, she had really scared him
"Nothing. It was nothing."
"That was not nothing pet. That was definitely something." Spike said angrily as he picked up another robe and got up to face her
"It was- it was my father." Buffy said looking up at him with fresh tears in her eyes
Spike gently grabbed her arms to make sure that she would look at him and not walk away.
"What did your father do to you?"
"He- oh god. He- beat me, and he raped me." Buffy confessed
"Oh my god. How old were you?"
"I was nine."
"Jesus Christ." Said Spike as he let go of Buffy and paced the length of the tiny room
"Don't- nobody knows. Can you- Don't tell anyone, ok?"
When Spike looked over at Buffy she looked tired, exhausted actually, and very sad.
Spike walked over to her and drew her into his arms, "Of course I won't tell anyone."
A/N: I know its short but I thought that I would give you something, it's more romantic and I'm not very good at this kind of stuff so hopefully it didn't turn out as cheesy as I think it did. The reasoning for the dreams where in this chapter and I know it doesn't really follow story line in the buffyverse but this is my story dammit. Haha I'm only kidding, I hope you all like it and I'll be sure to update real soon, don't know if I'll be able to tomorrow, I got dance and my knee is killing me, I have this huge bruise. . . you don't want to hear about it, haha, review as always. Muah.
.:Faith:.
P.S. Don't forget to check out my other works : ) shameless plug I know, but they all relate to Buffy so there you go... : - D
.:Faith:.
P.S. Every time there's a break it's going to look like this to make transitions less confusing : )
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either
Rating: R, just for good measure
Chapter Five:
As Buffy and Tara were driving back to the station Buffy couldn't stop thinking about Spike and Tara couldn't stop thinking about what had Buffy's attention.
"Sir- Buffy, are you alright? You seem out of it, like you're in another place." Tara asked concerned
"I'm fine." Buffy answered shortly
Tara let the subject drop as it was clear that her partner was not going to relay any information to her.
When Buffy pulled into her parking spot in the garage at the station she got out of the car and walked to the elevator leaving Tara to fend for herself. Tara decided not to take it personally, as there was seriously something bothering her partner.
When Buffy got into her office she shut the door and looked at her desk.
"Looks like you pulled through Berkle." Buffy said as she studied the manila envelope sitting on her chestnut desk.
Buffy picked up the envelope, opened it and had to suppress a laugh as she found the contents wrapped in a pink bow. She studied the contents and found that the only drug that was in Sydney was the drug that had been used to make her woozy while she was being raped.
"Son of a bitch." Buffy muttered under her breath, Warren had lied to her again. Buffy threw the papers aside and decided to call it a night and head home.
She walked out of her office and made a beeline for the elevator doors. Tara just watched from her cube with despair as her partner wallowed away with whatever problem she had.
As Buffy shut the door to her tiny one bedroom apartment and threw her keys on a table, she noticed a light was on.
She moved to the living room and saw a certain blonde intruder sitting on her couch watching television as if he lived there.
"What the hell are you doing in my home?" Buffy demanded as she stormed to the TV and shut it off
"Hey I was watching that." Spike protested
"How did you get in here?"
"Being the owner of the building does have some perks pet" Spike said as he cocked his head and smirked
"Well you might want to tell the owner that the hot water only stays hot for about five minutes." Buffy said defeated as she plopped down on the couch next to him
"I'm sure he'll get right on that."
Spike studied Buffy, she looked tired and worn out. There where shadows under her eyes and her skin was paler than usual.
"Rough day love?" Spike asked concerned
"Oh yeah" Buffy said as she flung her head back to rest on the back of the couch
"You want to tell me about it?"
"No because you're a suspect."
"Do you always follow all the rules love?"
"Yes. And don't call me love" Buffy said as she got up and moved to the kitchen to make some coffee
"You wanna mind telling me what you're doing here Spike?" Buffy asked as she poured herself a cup
"Just thought I'd stop by to see a lady. Is that a crime?"
"No it's not. Now leave"
"But I thought you could- uh, question me, you were pretty sexy back at my place all formal and whatnot."
"You're a pig Spike." Buffy commented over her shoulder as she made her way to the bedroom
"Well there's a new one. I've never been called a pig by a woman before. Sexy, yes. Wickedly handsome, yes. But pig? No I don't recall being called that before." Spike followed her into the bedroom and laid down on her bed.
"What are you doing now?" Buffy asked tiredly
"I'm making myself comfortable," When Buffy set her coffee down Spike grabbed her waist and pulled her into him and into a passionate kiss.
Despite everything that was going on in Buffy's head to tell her to stop, her arms and body seemed to not work and she let herself give into the pleasure of having a man touch her for the first time in ages.
The kiss was demanding both wanting more, and as Spike started to un-button Buffy's shirt, Buffy's body started to work again and she stopped him.
"I can't do this. You're a suspect. I can't have sex with a suspect."
"Who's stopping you?" Spike asked trying to resist the urge to just grab her and ravage her until she screamed
"It's against everything that I believe in. It's against everything I've worked for."
"Don't think of it as breaking the rules . . .think about it as bending the rules to your liking."
Buffy seemed to be satisfied with that and when she didn't comment Spike grabbed her by the waist and flipped them both so that he was on top of her.
Spike studied Buffy for a moment, her short blonde hair, her small frame, the glow of her skin against the setting sun, she was beautiful to him.
"What?" Buffy asked when he continued to stare at her
"You are truly beautiful" Spike whispered as he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear
Buffy looked away lost in her own thoughts until Spike brought her back to reality as he was now biting her neck.
She moaned in response as he kissed and bit her neck. She flipped them over again so that she was now on top,
"Someone who takes control, I love that in a woman." Spike said smirking
He moaned as she came down hard on him and continued to rock until they both had hit absolute ecstasy.
Buffy wasn't sure when she had fallen asleep but she was sure that this had to be a dream.
She was in a dark room with only a mirror and a sink at one end.
She walked over to the sink, turned it on and splashed cool water on her face. As she looked into the mirror she saw her own reflection and was wondering what Spike could see in her to make him say that she was beautiful. As she stared at the mirror more her reflection twisted into Spike's, he smirked at her his blue eyes filled with lust and adventure. Then the reflection took on another image not as pleasant, her fathers.
Buffy backed up frightened when her fathers mirror image started to smile into a wicked grin. However when she backed up she bumped into something hard human like.
She turned around frightened and already knowing what she was going to see. As Buffy backed into the sink, her father loomed over her like a shadow.
"You'll never get rid of me little girl. I will always be with you. And I will always haunt you."
Buffy started to scream as her father came closer, she could smell the whiskey on his breath, his fingers began to poke and prod. She twisted trying to get away, but despite her efforts she could not escape.
"You will never be able to kill me."
Buffy woke screaming and panting twisted in her sheets and being held by strong arms.
"Shh, it's alright love, I'm here. Nothing is going to hurt you. Shh, it's ok baby, it's alright." Spike whispered into her ear as he rocked her back and forth.
He had heard her muttering in her sleep, then she started to toss and turn, and then the screaming came.
"I'm fine. Let me go, I'm fine." Buffy said trying to break the grip
"No you are not love. You are not fine."
"Yes, I am. And I told you to stop calling me love."
Spike finally released her as she got up and paced the room.
Realizing she was naked she walked over to a chair and picked up a red robe.
"What did you dream about that had you screaming?" Spike asked, she had really scared him
"Nothing. It was nothing."
"That was not nothing pet. That was definitely something." Spike said angrily as he picked up another robe and got up to face her
"It was- it was my father." Buffy said looking up at him with fresh tears in her eyes
Spike gently grabbed her arms to make sure that she would look at him and not walk away.
"What did your father do to you?"
"He- oh god. He- beat me, and he raped me." Buffy confessed
"Oh my god. How old were you?"
"I was nine."
"Jesus Christ." Said Spike as he let go of Buffy and paced the length of the tiny room
"Don't- nobody knows. Can you- Don't tell anyone, ok?"
When Spike looked over at Buffy she looked tired, exhausted actually, and very sad.
Spike walked over to her and drew her into his arms, "Of course I won't tell anyone."
A/N: I know its short but I thought that I would give you something, it's more romantic and I'm not very good at this kind of stuff so hopefully it didn't turn out as cheesy as I think it did. The reasoning for the dreams where in this chapter and I know it doesn't really follow story line in the buffyverse but this is my story dammit. Haha I'm only kidding, I hope you all like it and I'll be sure to update real soon, don't know if I'll be able to tomorrow, I got dance and my knee is killing me, I have this huge bruise. . . you don't want to hear about it, haha, review as always. Muah.
.:Faith:.
P.S. Don't forget to check out my other works : ) shameless plug I know, but they all relate to Buffy so there you go... : - D