Nobody's Perfect
Daydreamer
A/N: thanxs for being so patient...and thanxs for the reviews!!!
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Spike walked to the Summer's home slowly. Buffy limply lay in his arms, her
head curled under his. He slinked up the stairs gracefully, cautious not to wake his
slayer. Using the toe of his boot, he kicked the door several times. Xander opened the
door and gasped loudly, "Buffy! Oh, God, is she okay?"
Spike winced as he heard loud voices from the living room and the sound of
several people jumping up. "Shh!" he hissed loudly, "Can't you bloody morons tell that
she's asleep?" The voices hushed and he continued into the living room, hearing the
quiet click of the front door closing behind him. He gently lay her down on the couch,
pausing to brush some matted hair out of her face before he stood up.
Hushed questions were assaulted at him the minute he was fully upright. He
rolled his eyes before saying, "I don't know." The others looked at him strangely and he
elaborated, "It's impossible to hear what a bloody one of you was saying over one
another and I don't know the answers to your bloody questions. She was already risen
when I got to her grave and when I found her she was asleep. That's all I know. Your
questions should be directed toward the slayer, not me."
The scoobies migrated out of the living room to discuss and Dawn was left to
stare at her sister. She was about to leave when her sister started thrashing around in her
sleep, in the throes of a nightmare. "Spike!" she called, her eyes glued to her convulsing
sister.
Spike dashed into the room and in a heartbeat was at the couch, shaking Buffy's
shoulders. "Wake up, love. It's just a bad dream. It's all right, I'm here now. I'm here."
Buffy's eyes shot open and she sat up abruptly, looking at the others rushing to
the door. She looked around wildly, backing away from Spike and the others until she
toppled over the armrest and hit the floor with a thud. In an instant she was on her feet,
muscles tensed, backing away from the others as she glared at the Scoobies with fear and
contempt. She looked over at Spike and froze. Reaching her hand out to him, she said,
"We have to go! Come on, what are you waiting for?" Her eyes kept shifting between
the shell-shocked Scoobies and Spike.
"Go where, Buffy? We're safe here." Spike was confused. The only people he
had seen with that look of fear and hatred were the people who had been tortured by
Angelus at the mansion. And since the Scoobies hadn't tortured her, why was she so
scared of them?
Willow had edged toward Buffy and grabbed her two shoulders, looking the
Slayer in the eye. "Buffy, it's me-"
Buffy threw Willow off of her and Willow's head hit the corner of the coffee
table, knocking her out cold. Xander rushed her but was evilly thrown into a bookshelf.
With a hurt look sent Spike's way, she ran and jumped through the window, glittering
glass falling to ground around her as she disappeared into the blackness of the night.
A/N: hope you guys enjoyed. As a warning—this story seems to be leading me on a path less crazy than I had originally intended, but Buffy will still be rabid and loony, not to worry.
Daydreamer
A/N: thanxs for being so patient...and thanxs for the reviews!!!
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Spike walked to the Summer's home slowly. Buffy limply lay in his arms, her
head curled under his. He slinked up the stairs gracefully, cautious not to wake his
slayer. Using the toe of his boot, he kicked the door several times. Xander opened the
door and gasped loudly, "Buffy! Oh, God, is she okay?"
Spike winced as he heard loud voices from the living room and the sound of
several people jumping up. "Shh!" he hissed loudly, "Can't you bloody morons tell that
she's asleep?" The voices hushed and he continued into the living room, hearing the
quiet click of the front door closing behind him. He gently lay her down on the couch,
pausing to brush some matted hair out of her face before he stood up.
Hushed questions were assaulted at him the minute he was fully upright. He
rolled his eyes before saying, "I don't know." The others looked at him strangely and he
elaborated, "It's impossible to hear what a bloody one of you was saying over one
another and I don't know the answers to your bloody questions. She was already risen
when I got to her grave and when I found her she was asleep. That's all I know. Your
questions should be directed toward the slayer, not me."
The scoobies migrated out of the living room to discuss and Dawn was left to
stare at her sister. She was about to leave when her sister started thrashing around in her
sleep, in the throes of a nightmare. "Spike!" she called, her eyes glued to her convulsing
sister.
Spike dashed into the room and in a heartbeat was at the couch, shaking Buffy's
shoulders. "Wake up, love. It's just a bad dream. It's all right, I'm here now. I'm here."
Buffy's eyes shot open and she sat up abruptly, looking at the others rushing to
the door. She looked around wildly, backing away from Spike and the others until she
toppled over the armrest and hit the floor with a thud. In an instant she was on her feet,
muscles tensed, backing away from the others as she glared at the Scoobies with fear and
contempt. She looked over at Spike and froze. Reaching her hand out to him, she said,
"We have to go! Come on, what are you waiting for?" Her eyes kept shifting between
the shell-shocked Scoobies and Spike.
"Go where, Buffy? We're safe here." Spike was confused. The only people he
had seen with that look of fear and hatred were the people who had been tortured by
Angelus at the mansion. And since the Scoobies hadn't tortured her, why was she so
scared of them?
Willow had edged toward Buffy and grabbed her two shoulders, looking the
Slayer in the eye. "Buffy, it's me-"
Buffy threw Willow off of her and Willow's head hit the corner of the coffee
table, knocking her out cold. Xander rushed her but was evilly thrown into a bookshelf.
With a hurt look sent Spike's way, she ran and jumped through the window, glittering
glass falling to ground around her as she disappeared into the blackness of the night.
A/N: hope you guys enjoyed. As a warning—this story seems to be leading me on a path less crazy than I had originally intended, but Buffy will still be rabid and loony, not to worry.