Spike sat in his cell, the place wasn't bad and he didn't have bad company either, his best friend Clem was bunking with him, the cell was okay, it had a toilet and a bunk bed and they both got to bring a few things of there own from there homes. Spike had his journals and other material items and Clem had his headphones. Spike sat on the top bunk thinking quietly to himself when Clem grabbed his foot that was hanging and shook it. "Bloody hell, what's the deal?"
"You saw her?" Clem asked, "The new girl that works for the place." He said, "Because of the fight you got in with Ben, you saw the new girl?" Clem asked.
Spike nodded, "Yup," Spike said simply.
"So? What's she like? She a looker?" He asked practically drooling.
Spike felt a little territorial... he didn't know why. She wasn't his and certainly wasn't going to be, he was a man in jail and she was a beautiful angel who lived outside of the prison he learned to call home. To tell you the truth he was say that he had given up, he had stopped thinking anyone was going to save him, he had stopped thinking someone somehow was going to break him out of this hell hole, he started thinking that he was going to die here. And he couldn't wait for death, he couldn't wait to see his creator and ascend to where ever he was meant to end up in, he had given up on life.
He looked at Clem, "A looker?" Spike asked with a smirk, "Clem she's a bloody angel."
Clem smiled at his friend, he two was thrown into jail without a cause, but he didn't give up he still believed there was good in the world and that he was going to get out of this place. "Maybe she will believe us when we say we're innocent and maybe I'll settle down with her and let her have my babies."
Spike smiled at Clem, "Yeah, maybe YOU WILL LET HER have your babies." Spike said with a smirk.
Clem rolled his eyes and stood up, "You're just jealous that more girls fool for me and not you." He said with a smile, he grabbed a comb and combed his hair back.
Spike smiled, "Sure, buddy, what ever you say."
Elizabeth's office
She sat down at her desk and was surprised when Riley came in wearing his award winning smile, "Hey," He said with a smile and handed her a cup of coffee.
She smiled, "Thanks." She took a sip of the coffee, "Just what I needed I haven't had much to sleep last night." She explained shrugging.
"Night mares?" Riley asked.
Elizabeth blushed, "uhh, yeah." She said.
Riley smiled, "Um, Liz, I was wondering if maybe you would want to go out with me tomorrow night?" He asked with a small smile.
Elizabeth smiled, "Um... yes sure, I would love too." She said with a smile, "I kinda need to get out."
Riley nodded, "Then I'll take you out!" He said with a smile, "I know the perfect place!" He said happily and kissed her softly on the forehead, "We'll talk about it later I have to go get the prisoners together."
Elizabeth nodded; Riley was the perfect person to get her mind off of Spike. "Okay." She watched as he left and then sat down in front of her desk again.
Work Out Room
Spike and Gunn were lifting weights; both of them had no shirt on and were sweating. "I just-"Spike stopped his sentence when he saw her walk into the gym and up to the guard, she looked beautiful as usual, she was wearing a pair of pin stripe gray pants and a white tank top, her hair was up and parted at the side.
Gunn looked in the direction Spike was and smiled, "She's a picture, but don't think of her as more then that." He warned his friend.
Spike looked at Gunn, "Why would I do that?" He asked, "I got five more bloody years in this hell hole remember?" He asked with an eyebrow raised, "The last thing I'm thinking about is a woman right now."
"That's smart." Gunn said.
"Spike, Elizabeth needs you in her office." The guard said and Spike dropped the weights and walked over to her.
She smiled at him, he looked good, more then good, and he was all sweaty and had no shirt on... "Uh, you should get a shirt on," She said.
Spike smirked and grabbed a towel and washed himself off a little bit then put his shirt on. Spike put his hands in front of him and let the guard cuff him. "You want someone to escort you, Ms. Summers?" The guard asked glaring at Spike.
Elizabeth shook her head, "No, that wont be necessary." She told him and her and Spike started walking down the long hallway to her office.
"So, Buffy, what made you wanna help us prisoners?" Spike asked and Elizabeth turned to him.
"What did you just call me?" She asked.
Spike smiled, "Buffy." He told her, "I like nickname'n people, is all, if you want me to call you Elizabeth I'm fine with that."
Buffy smiled, "No, Buffy's fine." She said with a smile, "I like it."
"Thought you would," Spike said looking at her.
Buffy pushed the door to her office open and Spike entered and sat down in her seat and Buffy brought him a cup of hot cocoa. Spike smirked and gulped the chocolate liquid down greedily, "Slow down, cowboy." Buffy said with a smile, "You'll burn your tongue."
Spike put the empty cup on her desk, "It was good." He explained softly, "Been a while since I had anything... good." He told her sheepishly.
Buffy smiled, "I'll remember that." She told him and sat on the edge of her desk again, she didn't have anything to say... she didn't even no why she brought him here... "How are you holding up?" she asked.
Spike looked up at her, "What do you mean?" Spike asked.
"I mean, how do you stay here and no that you didn't do anything wrong," She said softly, "How do you just... deal."
Spike looked at her seriously and laughed softly to himself, "It's not easy." He told her, "having my life put on hold... having the world rushing past me as I sit in a cold cell." Spike told her seriously. "But I do."
Buffy moved a little closer to him, "How? Did you just numb yourself completely? Most men wouldn't even survive the first day."
Spike smiled sadly, "I'm not most men," He tilted his head to look at her, try to figure her out, she was gorgeous, caring, and believed that he was innocent and he found it very easy to talk to her.
Buffy notice his gaze and suddenly felt uncomfortable, "No you're not."
Spike noticed she was uncomfortable and wondered if it was him, he looked away from her and at some of the pictures on the desk, "so, why did you call me down here, Summers?" Spike asked.
Buffy froze; she had no idea what to tell him. 'I called you down here because I had a dream that he had hot sticky sex a number of times last night and I needed to see you?' "I enjoyed the talk we had yesterday." She said softly.
Spike turned to her holding up a picture, "This your sister?" Spike asked.
Buffy nodded, "That's Dawnie." She said with a smile, "She lives with my mom in LA though." She explained softly.
"She's pretty, takes after her sis." Spike said with a smirk.
Buffy smiled nervously, he called her pretty. "Umm, thanks?"
Spike smiled, "I'm not one to keep the things I'm thinking inside, love." He said with a smirk, "Yeah, you're beautiful."
Buffy blushed unsure of what to say, she turned to him and they were so close they're lips were almost touching, there bodies pressed together. Buffy gazed into his eyes and smiled softly to herself.
Spike's hands were pressed against her stomach, he noticed she wasn't moving back or pulling away. He lent forward a little when the door opened and Buffy jumped away and looked at Riley who was standing at the door way.
"Oh," He said with a smile, "Didn't realize you were with him." He said, "I'll come back later to talk to you about tomorrow." He told her with a grin and blew her a kiss.
Buffy's mouth was dry, she just nodded and smiled, and she almost kissed him! She almost let him kiss her! Riley walked out and Buffy turned to Spike, "Uhh, maybe you should go back now." She said softly.
"Buffy..." Spike said softly completely ready to apologize for the nothingness he had done, he would get on his knees and beg her for forgiveness if she had told him to.
Buffy shook her head, "No." She said softly and smiled at him sadly, "You need to go."
Spike nodded and walked out of the room.
Buffy sighed uncomfortably and fell into the seat.
To Be Continued!
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