Title: Summer Vacation
Summary: Buffy's dad is going away for the summer, and with no other place to go, her and her younger sister, Dawn and left at their aunt and uncle's ranch. There they meet new friends and new enemies. But when the summer's over, the two have to leave, and hearts are broken. Spuffy.
Disclaimer: All the BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon.
.:a/n:. Imzadi: This may be a really dumb question. But Riley? Is that who you mean, lol? Cause well he's not from Oklahoma and I don't think he plays guitar . . . lol. So yeah. Don't mind me. I'm just completely blonde. lol. Even though I have brown hair but whatever, lol.
"So girls', you know everyone on the farm?" Larry asked, looking around at the hands. The guests hadn't arrived yet, and the family was just sitting around relaxing until they did.
"No," Buffy said.
"Oh well," he said. "This here is Xander, the clown of the group. Over there is Tanner; next to him is Elaine, Jade, Dylan, and you've met Spike."
"Yeah, I have," she said, smiling at him.
"I think they've more than met dad," Faith said, entering the room. "Dinner's ready. The guests are starting to arrive. Don't think there's a whole lot of 'em, so we'll be able to keep track."
"Great," Larry said, standing from his chair.
The rest of them followed, each taking a seat at the end of the table. There were ten chairs on either side, along with the two at the end, a total of twenty-two. Sometimes when they had more guests than chairs, they'd have an outdoor barbeque.
The guests started to pour in, family after family. Buffy had stolen a seat across from Spike, next to Dawn on the end. She didn't really enjoy sitting by her uncle, but Spike was worth it. She smiled at him before looking over at Dawn who was repeatedly kicking her.
"Ow . . ." Buffy said, confused. "What?"
"There he is!"
"Who?"
"Connor!" Dawn squealed. "Isn't he so cute?" "Yeah, totally," Buffy said, mocking her sister. "Those are his parents?" She nodded towards a tall brown haired man and dark haired woman. "How old is the father?"
"Buffy. That is so wrong. He's old! Older than you anyway," Dawn said. "And besides if you got with Connor's dad, I couldn't be with Connor . . . We'd be like related."
"Not completely," Buffy said, turning away. She caught Spike looking at her. "What? Do I have something on my face?"
"Your face is beautiful luv," he said. "Nothing wrong with it."
Buffy could feel her cheeks redden and turned to her uncle when he began to talk.
"Welcome to Sunset Ranch. This dinner is a tradition since we first opened, so I hope it isn't too much of a burden. The meal is home cooked, and on behalf of the family and me here at the ranch, we hope you enjoy it. Oh and one more thing . . . After dinner there will be a sunset ride around the property, giving you a grand tour of the place."
Dinner was over, and Buffy was walking from the house with Spike.
"Sure you wanna help?" Spike asked, looking over at her. "I can get Jade or Dylan to help me tack up the horses."
"No, I'm good, really. Unless you don't want me around . . ."
"'S not that at all pet," he said. "I enjoy your company very much."
Buffy smiled. "Well that's good. Cause I'm gonna be here for two months."
Spike laughed, but returned to his serious face. "'Bout what Faith said earlier . . ."
"Don't worry about it. I completely understand that it was just a spur of the moment kiss . . . That happened more than once."
"That's really what you thought of it pet?"
Buffy was silent. 'Can I just sprout some wings and fly away?' "Well, no . . . Isn't it what you? . . ."
"I like you Buffy," he said. "And I'm not saying that I'm gonna propose tomorrow. But we have the whole summer to . . . Experiment. See if this is right."
"Then what?"
He shrugged. "Guess we'll find out when it comes 'round."
Buffy nodded and grabbed her arm, leaning in to him. "Sounds like a plan," she said, looking up and quickly pecking him on the cheek.
They came to the barn and Buffy left his side. She walked over to the mare's stall she had come across earlier and looked back at Spike. "Can I ride her?"
"No."
"Why not? Since when can you tell me what horse I can and cannot ride?"
"You're the one who asked. I just told you the answer," Spike said, walking over to her. "She's not like the other horses luv. She's dangerous."
"She doesn't seem it," Buffy said, petting her head. "Maybe she just doesn't like you."
"And everyone else here."
"Whatever," Buffy said.
Spike started to walk down to the tack room, turning around. "You coming?"
"Yeah, hold your horses," she said, laughing slightly at what she had said. Once Spike had disappeared into the room, Buffy quickly unlatched the stall and slid inside. The mare seemed a little spooked at first, but calmed down and waited for Buffy to come to her. Buffy reached out her hand, letting the mare sniff her before she ran her hand down her neck. "You seem so familiar," she said. "Why can't I remember you?"
-Flashback-
Seven-year-old Buffy ran through the field, trying to reach a young appaloosa filly.
"Kamira!" she yelled, wrapping her arms around the filly's neck. "I missed you."
"Buffy?"
The young girl turned around, smiling. "Uncle Larry."
"What are you doing in the field by yourself? You could have gotten hurt."
"Its only Kamira. She'd never hurt me."
-End Flashback-
"Kamira," Buffy said, shocked. "I can't believe it. The last time I saw you . . ."
-Flashback-
Nine-year-old Buffy was in the barn's tack room, cleaning her saddle when she heard a loud whinny. Leaving her tack still wet, she ran out of the barn and over to the fence, looking out into the paddock. She saw her uncle fighting with Kamira.
Quickly, she hopped over the fence and ran as fast as she could to her horse.
"What are you doing to her? Get off of her!" Buffy yelled.
"I'm just training her Buffy," her uncle said calmly.
"But you're hurting her!" Buffy yelled, pointing to the whip that he was using. "You don't need that!"
Her father appeared beside her and gently took her by the hand. "C'mon Buffy, let's go finish cleaning your tack."
"But dad he-."
"Your uncle knows what he's doing. Now c'mon," he said, lifting her up off the ground.
Buffy watched over her dad's shoulder as the two walked away from the only thing that made her happy, Kamira.
-End Flashback-
"Thought I told you not to go near 'er," Spike said, walking over. "You could get hurt."
"Why do you say she's dangerous Spike? She wouldn't hurt a fly."
"How would you know?"
"Cause I know her. Its my stupid uncle who's the dangerous one," Buffy said, rubbing Kamira's neck. "Its okay now. I'm back Kamira."
"C'mon Buffy, your uncle wouldn't hurt a horse," he said, opening the stall. Kamira spooked, causing him to back out. "See, she's bloody insane."
"She doesn't know you. She remembers me," Buffy said. "We have a connection."
"Right. Well that still doesn't mean you can ride her. She's not broke," Spike said. "I have half the horses tacked up. I was planning on you doin' the rest pet."
"Yeah, I'm coming."
Spike just shook his head before heading down to the tack room again. Buffy gazed amazed at the mare. 'I cant believe he still has her. Why would he keep her if she weren't broke to ride? To breed?' Buffy though, closing the stall door. 'Maybe I could teach her.'
.:a/n:. Yeah. Um, tell me if you think the whole Kamira thing is stupid and just pointless, and I'll take it out. I did have some ideas for it in the future, but if you don't want it, I can work around it. Thanks for reviewing guys =)
Summary: Buffy's dad is going away for the summer, and with no other place to go, her and her younger sister, Dawn and left at their aunt and uncle's ranch. There they meet new friends and new enemies. But when the summer's over, the two have to leave, and hearts are broken. Spuffy.
Disclaimer: All the BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon.
.:a/n:. Imzadi: This may be a really dumb question. But Riley? Is that who you mean, lol? Cause well he's not from Oklahoma and I don't think he plays guitar . . . lol. So yeah. Don't mind me. I'm just completely blonde. lol. Even though I have brown hair but whatever, lol.
"So girls', you know everyone on the farm?" Larry asked, looking around at the hands. The guests hadn't arrived yet, and the family was just sitting around relaxing until they did.
"No," Buffy said.
"Oh well," he said. "This here is Xander, the clown of the group. Over there is Tanner; next to him is Elaine, Jade, Dylan, and you've met Spike."
"Yeah, I have," she said, smiling at him.
"I think they've more than met dad," Faith said, entering the room. "Dinner's ready. The guests are starting to arrive. Don't think there's a whole lot of 'em, so we'll be able to keep track."
"Great," Larry said, standing from his chair.
The rest of them followed, each taking a seat at the end of the table. There were ten chairs on either side, along with the two at the end, a total of twenty-two. Sometimes when they had more guests than chairs, they'd have an outdoor barbeque.
The guests started to pour in, family after family. Buffy had stolen a seat across from Spike, next to Dawn on the end. She didn't really enjoy sitting by her uncle, but Spike was worth it. She smiled at him before looking over at Dawn who was repeatedly kicking her.
"Ow . . ." Buffy said, confused. "What?"
"There he is!"
"Who?"
"Connor!" Dawn squealed. "Isn't he so cute?" "Yeah, totally," Buffy said, mocking her sister. "Those are his parents?" She nodded towards a tall brown haired man and dark haired woman. "How old is the father?"
"Buffy. That is so wrong. He's old! Older than you anyway," Dawn said. "And besides if you got with Connor's dad, I couldn't be with Connor . . . We'd be like related."
"Not completely," Buffy said, turning away. She caught Spike looking at her. "What? Do I have something on my face?"
"Your face is beautiful luv," he said. "Nothing wrong with it."
Buffy could feel her cheeks redden and turned to her uncle when he began to talk.
"Welcome to Sunset Ranch. This dinner is a tradition since we first opened, so I hope it isn't too much of a burden. The meal is home cooked, and on behalf of the family and me here at the ranch, we hope you enjoy it. Oh and one more thing . . . After dinner there will be a sunset ride around the property, giving you a grand tour of the place."
Dinner was over, and Buffy was walking from the house with Spike.
"Sure you wanna help?" Spike asked, looking over at her. "I can get Jade or Dylan to help me tack up the horses."
"No, I'm good, really. Unless you don't want me around . . ."
"'S not that at all pet," he said. "I enjoy your company very much."
Buffy smiled. "Well that's good. Cause I'm gonna be here for two months."
Spike laughed, but returned to his serious face. "'Bout what Faith said earlier . . ."
"Don't worry about it. I completely understand that it was just a spur of the moment kiss . . . That happened more than once."
"That's really what you thought of it pet?"
Buffy was silent. 'Can I just sprout some wings and fly away?' "Well, no . . . Isn't it what you? . . ."
"I like you Buffy," he said. "And I'm not saying that I'm gonna propose tomorrow. But we have the whole summer to . . . Experiment. See if this is right."
"Then what?"
He shrugged. "Guess we'll find out when it comes 'round."
Buffy nodded and grabbed her arm, leaning in to him. "Sounds like a plan," she said, looking up and quickly pecking him on the cheek.
They came to the barn and Buffy left his side. She walked over to the mare's stall she had come across earlier and looked back at Spike. "Can I ride her?"
"No."
"Why not? Since when can you tell me what horse I can and cannot ride?"
"You're the one who asked. I just told you the answer," Spike said, walking over to her. "She's not like the other horses luv. She's dangerous."
"She doesn't seem it," Buffy said, petting her head. "Maybe she just doesn't like you."
"And everyone else here."
"Whatever," Buffy said.
Spike started to walk down to the tack room, turning around. "You coming?"
"Yeah, hold your horses," she said, laughing slightly at what she had said. Once Spike had disappeared into the room, Buffy quickly unlatched the stall and slid inside. The mare seemed a little spooked at first, but calmed down and waited for Buffy to come to her. Buffy reached out her hand, letting the mare sniff her before she ran her hand down her neck. "You seem so familiar," she said. "Why can't I remember you?"
-Flashback-
Seven-year-old Buffy ran through the field, trying to reach a young appaloosa filly.
"Kamira!" she yelled, wrapping her arms around the filly's neck. "I missed you."
"Buffy?"
The young girl turned around, smiling. "Uncle Larry."
"What are you doing in the field by yourself? You could have gotten hurt."
"Its only Kamira. She'd never hurt me."
-End Flashback-
"Kamira," Buffy said, shocked. "I can't believe it. The last time I saw you . . ."
-Flashback-
Nine-year-old Buffy was in the barn's tack room, cleaning her saddle when she heard a loud whinny. Leaving her tack still wet, she ran out of the barn and over to the fence, looking out into the paddock. She saw her uncle fighting with Kamira.
Quickly, she hopped over the fence and ran as fast as she could to her horse.
"What are you doing to her? Get off of her!" Buffy yelled.
"I'm just training her Buffy," her uncle said calmly.
"But you're hurting her!" Buffy yelled, pointing to the whip that he was using. "You don't need that!"
Her father appeared beside her and gently took her by the hand. "C'mon Buffy, let's go finish cleaning your tack."
"But dad he-."
"Your uncle knows what he's doing. Now c'mon," he said, lifting her up off the ground.
Buffy watched over her dad's shoulder as the two walked away from the only thing that made her happy, Kamira.
-End Flashback-
"Thought I told you not to go near 'er," Spike said, walking over. "You could get hurt."
"Why do you say she's dangerous Spike? She wouldn't hurt a fly."
"How would you know?"
"Cause I know her. Its my stupid uncle who's the dangerous one," Buffy said, rubbing Kamira's neck. "Its okay now. I'm back Kamira."
"C'mon Buffy, your uncle wouldn't hurt a horse," he said, opening the stall. Kamira spooked, causing him to back out. "See, she's bloody insane."
"She doesn't know you. She remembers me," Buffy said. "We have a connection."
"Right. Well that still doesn't mean you can ride her. She's not broke," Spike said. "I have half the horses tacked up. I was planning on you doin' the rest pet."
"Yeah, I'm coming."
Spike just shook his head before heading down to the tack room again. Buffy gazed amazed at the mare. 'I cant believe he still has her. Why would he keep her if she weren't broke to ride? To breed?' Buffy though, closing the stall door. 'Maybe I could teach her.'
.:a/n:. Yeah. Um, tell me if you think the whole Kamira thing is stupid and just pointless, and I'll take it out. I did have some ideas for it in the future, but if you don't want it, I can work around it. Thanks for reviewing guys =)