Invisi-Spike Chapter 4
Buffy POV
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns characters of Buffy and Angel. For that purpose, he is a god. I write this story for the sole purpose of pleasing others. I would greatly appreciate it if I was not sued.
A/N: sorry, I know it took a while. But, I got grounded. I got grounded because my room was messy! I can honestly say that it's been worse. But, I could write as much as I wanted, just not allowed Internet access. So, without further adieu, I now present to you, chapter four.
I looked down at Spike on my bed. He looked dead. Well, obviously, he is un-dead, but still. He always breathed when he slept. But this wasn't just a normal, run of the mill nap. No siree Bob, this was, as Willow called it, "The realm of unconsciousness". He was sleeping for the last three days. How the hell could a tranquilizer affect a vampire of all people for this long? Hello, super healing powers here! Willow said it was only temporary, that he would wake up fine and dandy, just like candy! I want to know how the hell she can always be cheerful. It is starting to get aggravating. I love her, really, but she can be so damn ignorant sometimes! Oh well, really shouldn't be thinking' of my best friend when I'm worrying over my love. Lover! I corrected myself instantly. Not love, no way, uh-uh. Nope, sorry. Just lover. A lover who happens to be really hot, in my bed, and, did I mention hot? Snap out of it! Mind, out of the gutter. now! Okay, Buffy, think of ooky things. Angel, no. Evil Angel and Xander involved in bondage, eww, where the hell did that come from? Angel and Cordelia, yeh, that did it. Okay, second step, breathing, that's right. in, out, in, out. There we go. Where was I again? I felt my nose crinkle up as I tried to remember my original train of thought. Oh, yeah! Spike being injured. I looked down at him, concern shining in my eyes.
Buffy POV
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns characters of Buffy and Angel. For that purpose, he is a god. I write this story for the sole purpose of pleasing others. I would greatly appreciate it if I was not sued.
A/N: sorry, I know it took a while. But, I got grounded. I got grounded because my room was messy! I can honestly say that it's been worse. But, I could write as much as I wanted, just not allowed Internet access. So, without further adieu, I now present to you, chapter four.
I looked down at Spike on my bed. He looked dead. Well, obviously, he is un-dead, but still. He always breathed when he slept. But this wasn't just a normal, run of the mill nap. No siree Bob, this was, as Willow called it, "The realm of unconsciousness". He was sleeping for the last three days. How the hell could a tranquilizer affect a vampire of all people for this long? Hello, super healing powers here! Willow said it was only temporary, that he would wake up fine and dandy, just like candy! I want to know how the hell she can always be cheerful. It is starting to get aggravating. I love her, really, but she can be so damn ignorant sometimes! Oh well, really shouldn't be thinking' of my best friend when I'm worrying over my love. Lover! I corrected myself instantly. Not love, no way, uh-uh. Nope, sorry. Just lover. A lover who happens to be really hot, in my bed, and, did I mention hot? Snap out of it! Mind, out of the gutter. now! Okay, Buffy, think of ooky things. Angel, no. Evil Angel and Xander involved in bondage, eww, where the hell did that come from? Angel and Cordelia, yeh, that did it. Okay, second step, breathing, that's right. in, out, in, out. There we go. Where was I again? I felt my nose crinkle up as I tried to remember my original train of thought. Oh, yeah! Spike being injured. I looked down at him, concern shining in my eyes.