When In Rome
So, I have no idea what I'm doing. When I originally started this it was going to be Buffy and Dawn in Rome, but I wanted to pay tribute to one of my favorite characters of all time: Cordy, so I sent them to L.A. I don't know what to do with Spike and Buffy, I'm a Spuffy fan, but I want it to seem natural. Plus I just totally abandoned Dana in Rome, though I'm sure nobody cares about her. Aah!
8 So We Meet Again _______________
Currently Buffy balled her hands and rubbed her eyes in pure cartoon fashion. Spike was still standing there.
"Hello, Buffy." He said giving a nervous smile.
Buffy coughed, she realized she hadn't been breathing for the past minute or so. Spike didn't know what to think. She was sitting there in an unreadable state of shock.
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Five Minutes Ago
Xander was heading in to the restaurant, and suddenly he stopped and turned around to face Spike. "Look, I don't really know where her feelings are, ya know? Talking about you was kind of taboo. We weren't always- uh- supportive in Buffy's decisions regarding you. I know that, but... Remember when Buffy was right about The First hiding something at the vineyard, but none of us believed her? Same thing with you. She saw something in you we couldn't see, until it was too late. Except now it's not too late. You both deserve this chance, but really that's all it is: a chance. I don't really know anything about where this could go."
"Well, I've yet to find a road map to life, so I'm pretty sure everyone is in the same boat." Spike snarked.
"Mixed metaphor much?" Xander jokingly inquired, leading the way in.
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Present
"Spike." Buffy managed, before switching gears and yelling "Evil hologram monster!"
Restaurant patrons turned their heads to look at them. Xander looked around and gave them a sheepish smile "She really gets in to charades." he lamely offered.
"You have no rightÐ" Buffy started deathly angry.
"Buff" Willow interrupted, lightly tapping her hand and whispering "I think that's really Spike."
"I agree." Spike stated. He gave a slight head nod and waved his hand to Dawn and Willow. "Hello, Dawn, Willow, good to see you again."
Dawn looked around at a flabbergast Buffy, a confused but supportive Willow, and an apparently already in the know Xander, and realized she'd have to take the initiative. "How are you here?"
"It's kind of a boring story, really. What've you been up to?" Spike answered curtly.
Dawn answered in a rapid fire manner "School in Rome, I think this boy Tom likes me, I'm close to failing science, Buffy threw me this really sweet but kinda lame surprise birthday party, and I think I'm allergic to shellfish. Now, you?"
"Someone found the amulet, mailed it to Wolfram & Hart, I became a ghost, then some weird nemesis of Angel recorporealized me (still not sure exactly why). Here I am." Spike answered, equally as fast and aiming for passe.
Buffy, who had been in some sort of stupor snapped out of it to turn to Dawn and whine "You thought my party was lame?"
"I totally knew about it ages in advance, not you're fault though. Andrew's a blabber mouth." Dawn answered, then turned back to Spike. "So, you work at Wolfram & Hart too?" She asked.
"Well, the thing was, when that guy recorporealized me he pretended he had these visions and rot and told me where to go to help people. So I thought I was a free agent, but after finding out that was a hoax- well I've kind of been warming up to Wolfram & Hart. At least I know what that place is: ambiguously evil. And I know what *I* am: good, or at least I try to be. So, the short answer, kind of."
There was a long pause. Everyone just sat there and stared, Xander tried to give Spike a reassuring smile, but it just came out as nauseous.
"Well, I'll let you get to your dinner." Spike said after a long while, turning to leave.
"Wait." A female voice said. Spike turned around to see Willow continue to speak. "You can join us..." she said softly.
Spike froze and looked out at the other's faces, primarily Buffy, to see how they felt. Buffy was still unreadable, and the back of her head was even harder to decipher than the front. This fact he knew because Buffy had turned completely around.
When Buffy turned back to where he could see her face she had chair, stolen from the table behind her, in tow. She skooched over and put the chair next to her. "You can sit here." she suggested.
TBC
So, I have no idea what I'm doing. When I originally started this it was going to be Buffy and Dawn in Rome, but I wanted to pay tribute to one of my favorite characters of all time: Cordy, so I sent them to L.A. I don't know what to do with Spike and Buffy, I'm a Spuffy fan, but I want it to seem natural. Plus I just totally abandoned Dana in Rome, though I'm sure nobody cares about her. Aah!
8 So We Meet Again _______________
Currently Buffy balled her hands and rubbed her eyes in pure cartoon fashion. Spike was still standing there.
"Hello, Buffy." He said giving a nervous smile.
Buffy coughed, she realized she hadn't been breathing for the past minute or so. Spike didn't know what to think. She was sitting there in an unreadable state of shock.
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Five Minutes Ago
Xander was heading in to the restaurant, and suddenly he stopped and turned around to face Spike. "Look, I don't really know where her feelings are, ya know? Talking about you was kind of taboo. We weren't always- uh- supportive in Buffy's decisions regarding you. I know that, but... Remember when Buffy was right about The First hiding something at the vineyard, but none of us believed her? Same thing with you. She saw something in you we couldn't see, until it was too late. Except now it's not too late. You both deserve this chance, but really that's all it is: a chance. I don't really know anything about where this could go."
"Well, I've yet to find a road map to life, so I'm pretty sure everyone is in the same boat." Spike snarked.
"Mixed metaphor much?" Xander jokingly inquired, leading the way in.
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Present
"Spike." Buffy managed, before switching gears and yelling "Evil hologram monster!"
Restaurant patrons turned their heads to look at them. Xander looked around and gave them a sheepish smile "She really gets in to charades." he lamely offered.
"You have no rightÐ" Buffy started deathly angry.
"Buff" Willow interrupted, lightly tapping her hand and whispering "I think that's really Spike."
"I agree." Spike stated. He gave a slight head nod and waved his hand to Dawn and Willow. "Hello, Dawn, Willow, good to see you again."
Dawn looked around at a flabbergast Buffy, a confused but supportive Willow, and an apparently already in the know Xander, and realized she'd have to take the initiative. "How are you here?"
"It's kind of a boring story, really. What've you been up to?" Spike answered curtly.
Dawn answered in a rapid fire manner "School in Rome, I think this boy Tom likes me, I'm close to failing science, Buffy threw me this really sweet but kinda lame surprise birthday party, and I think I'm allergic to shellfish. Now, you?"
"Someone found the amulet, mailed it to Wolfram & Hart, I became a ghost, then some weird nemesis of Angel recorporealized me (still not sure exactly why). Here I am." Spike answered, equally as fast and aiming for passe.
Buffy, who had been in some sort of stupor snapped out of it to turn to Dawn and whine "You thought my party was lame?"
"I totally knew about it ages in advance, not you're fault though. Andrew's a blabber mouth." Dawn answered, then turned back to Spike. "So, you work at Wolfram & Hart too?" She asked.
"Well, the thing was, when that guy recorporealized me he pretended he had these visions and rot and told me where to go to help people. So I thought I was a free agent, but after finding out that was a hoax- well I've kind of been warming up to Wolfram & Hart. At least I know what that place is: ambiguously evil. And I know what *I* am: good, or at least I try to be. So, the short answer, kind of."
There was a long pause. Everyone just sat there and stared, Xander tried to give Spike a reassuring smile, but it just came out as nauseous.
"Well, I'll let you get to your dinner." Spike said after a long while, turning to leave.
"Wait." A female voice said. Spike turned around to see Willow continue to speak. "You can join us..." she said softly.
Spike froze and looked out at the other's faces, primarily Buffy, to see how they felt. Buffy was still unreadable, and the back of her head was even harder to decipher than the front. This fact he knew because Buffy had turned completely around.
When Buffy turned back to where he could see her face she had chair, stolen from the table behind her, in tow. She skooched over and put the chair next to her. "You can sit here." she suggested.
TBC