Point Of View
Chapter 3
Willow POV
"Why are you here?" I ask, turning slightly to look at him.
We're waking side by side down the streets of Sunnydale, towards the centre of town. I look to Spike, as he hasn't said anything. "Well?" I ask again, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here ducks because over a century ago a loony bitch sired me. Then I spent time with good ol' Granddaddy until he went all poof on me. Now I'm stuck here helping you lot cause of some damn chip in my head.
I sighed. "Spike, as wonderful as hearing about your life story is, I meant why are you out here? With me, walking to get coffee?" I ask
"Well pet, there are things out and about at night and we wouldn't want any nasties getting at you."
I glance at him, my hopes rising. Maybe he does feel something for me. "Really?" I say, peaking a glance at him.
"Yeah, and I had to get out of there. I couldn't sit there a second longer, listening to what Demon Girl was whispering to Chubs." he cringed.
"Oh, you could." I trailed off. I hadn't realised that he could hear them.
"Yeah" he said, pointing to his ears.
I sigh inwardly, those ears, just waiting to be nibbled on, bitten, 'sigh'
"You okay their ducks?"
"What?" I'm confused.
"You're sighing an awful lot their Red." He says.
"Oh, I'm just missing it." Missing it, who am I kidding? How can I miss something I've never really had, and can never get back again. No one wants little ol' plain Willow.
I look up at Spike, who has a confused look on his face, and I sigh.
End Chapter 3
Willow POV
"Why are you here?" I ask, turning slightly to look at him.
We're waking side by side down the streets of Sunnydale, towards the centre of town. I look to Spike, as he hasn't said anything. "Well?" I ask again, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here ducks because over a century ago a loony bitch sired me. Then I spent time with good ol' Granddaddy until he went all poof on me. Now I'm stuck here helping you lot cause of some damn chip in my head.
I sighed. "Spike, as wonderful as hearing about your life story is, I meant why are you out here? With me, walking to get coffee?" I ask
"Well pet, there are things out and about at night and we wouldn't want any nasties getting at you."
I glance at him, my hopes rising. Maybe he does feel something for me. "Really?" I say, peaking a glance at him.
"Yeah, and I had to get out of there. I couldn't sit there a second longer, listening to what Demon Girl was whispering to Chubs." he cringed.
"Oh, you could." I trailed off. I hadn't realised that he could hear them.
"Yeah" he said, pointing to his ears.
I sigh inwardly, those ears, just waiting to be nibbled on, bitten, 'sigh'
"You okay their ducks?"
"What?" I'm confused.
"You're sighing an awful lot their Red." He says.
"Oh, I'm just missing it." Missing it, who am I kidding? How can I miss something I've never really had, and can never get back again. No one wants little ol' plain Willow.
I look up at Spike, who has a confused look on his face, and I sigh.
End Chapter 3