My Darling, My Vampire
Written by Roswell4ever1
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! Ok, so I wont remove any fingers or toes. However, if you try to take Spike from me, your car will disappear, your cat will start barking and you will have to live the rest of your life wondering what that strange rash is and what it is doing there!
Part Seven- Trouble.
An hour after Buffy told Giles, Willow, Tara and Xander about her and Spike, the gang all sat around her living room watching Mystery Science Theater 3000 and eating popcorn. Spike was at a total loss for words, which had never happened to him before! The Scoobies had usually tried to be nice to him but they had never really included him in their group before. This felt strange and in a sense suffocating to him. He had to step out for a minute and get some air.
Leaning over to Buffy, he whispered into her ear. "I'll be right back." Looking at him, Buffy simply said "Ok." Twenty minutes later, and still no Spike, Buffy was beginning to get concerned. She got up and excused herself from the group. Walking towards the back door, Buffy wondered why she hadn't gone to check before. She knew when he told her he was going outside that something was wrong. She could see it in his eyes. He was conflicted about something and she thought maybe he just needed some time to himself. But now she was getting worried. She shook her head and muttered to herself "I'm turning into one of those possessive girlfriends. Oh, the curse of love."
She walked out the door and looked around for Spike. It took her a minute to realize he was sitting in the gazeebo. Walking over to him she said. "What's up Buster?" Looking back at her, he smiled. "You do know pet, that you are the only one who can call me that!"
"Does it bother you?" She asked. "No. I like it coming from you." He replied. "So, what's wrong?" "Who said anything was wrong?" "Spike, I have known you long enough to know when something has you upset. Now spill." She said. "I'm just not used to being one of the gang. They usually try to be nice to me, but I have never really been included before now and I don't really know how to take it." He put his head down and started to concentrate on the zippo lighter in his hand.
"Spike look at me." Buffy said. When he looked up, she continued. "Giles and Xander are two of the most critical people I have ever met in my life. They don't accept people easily. Even when asked to. But, they accepted you a long time ago. You must have done something right."
"Giles is my uncle luv, he has to accept me."
"Xander isn't related to you and he accepted you. Besides, I have seen Giles be pretty darned unaccepting to family before and he isn't that way to you. They like you Spike. All of them. You are as much a part of this group as I am." Spike looked into Buffy's eyes. She had the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen. Like the sky on a perfectly cloudless day. He half expected to see a bird fly through them. Six months ago if he had looked into her eyes, he would have seen loathing, hatred. But now...now it was different. They were softer and somehow full of love...for him. "I don't deserve you." He said. "But I am sure as hell thankful that I have you. I love you Buffy."
"I love you too Spike." Buffy leaned over and hugged him closely to her. Spike leaned back just enough to be looking her in the eyes again, then moved in and kissed her gently on the mouth. When the kiss broke, Buffy looked at Spike. "Come on Buster. Lets go join OUR friends and have some fun." Liking the sound of that, Spike smiled at her and said "Ok."
After the movie was over, they all sat down and played a game of Trivia Pursuit. Giles won of course but they had a good time. Buffy stood up and addressed the group for the second time that night.
"Umm, you guys?" They all looked up at her. "Yeah?" Willow asked.
"I just wanted to apologize to all of you. I haven't been a very good friend lately. I have become hard and have been pushing everyone close to me away. I don't want it that way though. I need you guys. All of you. I am really sorry if I hurt or offended anyone."
They all looked at her. "Buffy, I don't think anyone was offended." Xanxer said. "You've been under a lot of stress lately and it is understandable that you would need some time for yourself."
"Yeah!" Willow agreed. "You're my best friend Buffy and if you need time to yourself, then so be it!" Tara looked at Buffy and nodded.
"That's right." Giles agreed. "Being the slayer isn't an easy job. It comes with a lot of responsibility and every slayer needs time to regroup. I have yet to see a slayer that hasn't gone through it."
"Thanks guys. Oh, one more thing. Giles, when did you start using phrases like macking on each other?"
Giving a sly grin, Giles simply replied. "Well, you use it all the time. Didn't think you'd mind if I borrowed it." Buffy giggled then looked at her watch. "9:30. Guess I better get some patrolling in." She walked over to the chest where her weapons were.
"You want us to come along Buffster?" Xander asked. "Nah, you guys go on home. I have Spike and my cell phone with me. If we need anything, I'll let ya know."
"Ok, well you guys be careful." Tara told them. Everyone said their goodbyes and they all left.
Spike and Buffy were walking through the cemetery. It was a quiet night. "Spike?" Buffy said.
"Yeah Pet?" "Tell me about Drusilla?" She said it in more of a question than a statement. Just in case he didn't want to discuss it. "What do you want to know?" "Whatever you don't mind telling."
"Well, I met Dru six years ago. April 19th, 1998 to be exact. I was sitting in the park painting. It was around 6:30 that night. Just starting to get dark. I used to love to paint that time of night. The sun was setting and shining off the water from the fountain. She walked over to me and was looking at my painting. I thought she would be like everyone else who would walk up, look and walk away. But she didn't. She just kept standing there. I was shy back then so I didn't say anything. Just kept painting. She commented about how she liked it and asked if she could sit and watch me paint. Not knowing what to say but not wanting to be rude, I told her she could. After I finished the painting, I gave it to her and she left. The next night I ran into her again. This time was a little different though. I was more comfortable and she could sense it. She came up behind me and leaned down to where I was sitting. She started to kiss my neck which, ok I'm a man, I liked it. Before I really had time to react, she bit me. That was the night I was turned." He paused for a minute to light a cigarette and then continued.
"We were together for a long time. She was the only one who really understood me. Who accepted me. She didn't call me a disgrace when she found out I wouldn't bite for blood like a lot of them did. She stood by me. I loved her. Bloody hell, I loved her. One night, two years later, I had been out getting blood. When I got back to the crypt, I heard a noise. When I walked to the back, where the noise was coming from, there was Dru, with Angel in our bed. She left that night and I never saw her again. It took me six months before I could even go out after that. Giles would bring me blood and cigarettes and whatever else I needed. After that, I realized I had to move on. That's when I started helping you and the Scoobies." He stopped for a minute to stomp out his cigarette.
"You know it had been going on for a while." Buffy said. "He told me right before he left that he and Drusilla had been together for a few months. Right under our noses. I was so mad. I even blamed you for a while."
"Me?" Spike asked confused. "What did I do Pet?"
"Nothing. But it was easier to blame everyone other than myself for why he ran off with her. So, I did. I blamed you for bringing her around. Then I decided it must have been my fault. I must have done something to cause it." She told him while kicking a pebble across the ground.
Stopping, Spike grabbed her hand and turned her to face him. "It wasn't your fault luv. It wouldn't have mattered if you had changed everything about yourself. He still would have left. He turned Dru. They had a connection and nothing would have stopped them from running off together."
"You know what though?" She asked him. "What?" "I'm glad they ran off together because now I have you. And I wouldn't change that for anything." "Me either luv." He started to lean down to kiss her when a voice came from behind them.
"Oh, isnt that sweet? An ex-vampire and the Slayer." Turning around, Buffy and Spike came face to face with three vampires ready for the kill. Buffy looked at the group and rolled her eyes. "Wow. Ya know, it isn't polite to eavesdrop peoples conversations. Downright rude actually." Doing a fast spin kick, Buffy kicked the first vamp in the face sending him flying into the nearest tombstone. She was headed for the second when she began to feel disoriented. She tried to shake it off but was getting weaker by the second. She couldn't move. She tried to call Spike but couldn't do that either. Before she knew it, she had collapsed to the ground. Spike was in a one on one battle with one of the other vamps when he looked over at Buffy. Quickly sending a stake through the heart of the vamp, Spike tried to get to her, but was cut off at the pass by another vamp. He did a fast squat, spin kick to the back of the vamps knees knocking him to the ground and shoved the stake into him. Running over toward Buffy, Spike staked the last remaining vamp who was still trying to get up from when Buffy kicked him.
Spike ran over to Buffy. "Buffy? Buffy? Pet?" He was getting no response. Buffy was moving like she was in pain but couldn't seem to even hear Spike. Scooping her up, he ran as fast as he could back to her house. "Hang on pet. We'll fix this. Whatever it is." Trying not to panic, he fidgited with the lock and finally got the door open. Once inside, he ran over and lay Buffy on the couch and hurried for the phone dialing the first number that came to mind.
"Hello?"
"Giles, it's me. Grab you're books and get over here now. It's Buffy." TBC...
Written by Roswell4ever1
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! Ok, so I wont remove any fingers or toes. However, if you try to take Spike from me, your car will disappear, your cat will start barking and you will have to live the rest of your life wondering what that strange rash is and what it is doing there!
Part Seven- Trouble.
An hour after Buffy told Giles, Willow, Tara and Xander about her and Spike, the gang all sat around her living room watching Mystery Science Theater 3000 and eating popcorn. Spike was at a total loss for words, which had never happened to him before! The Scoobies had usually tried to be nice to him but they had never really included him in their group before. This felt strange and in a sense suffocating to him. He had to step out for a minute and get some air.
Leaning over to Buffy, he whispered into her ear. "I'll be right back." Looking at him, Buffy simply said "Ok." Twenty minutes later, and still no Spike, Buffy was beginning to get concerned. She got up and excused herself from the group. Walking towards the back door, Buffy wondered why she hadn't gone to check before. She knew when he told her he was going outside that something was wrong. She could see it in his eyes. He was conflicted about something and she thought maybe he just needed some time to himself. But now she was getting worried. She shook her head and muttered to herself "I'm turning into one of those possessive girlfriends. Oh, the curse of love."
She walked out the door and looked around for Spike. It took her a minute to realize he was sitting in the gazeebo. Walking over to him she said. "What's up Buster?" Looking back at her, he smiled. "You do know pet, that you are the only one who can call me that!"
"Does it bother you?" She asked. "No. I like it coming from you." He replied. "So, what's wrong?" "Who said anything was wrong?" "Spike, I have known you long enough to know when something has you upset. Now spill." She said. "I'm just not used to being one of the gang. They usually try to be nice to me, but I have never really been included before now and I don't really know how to take it." He put his head down and started to concentrate on the zippo lighter in his hand.
"Spike look at me." Buffy said. When he looked up, she continued. "Giles and Xander are two of the most critical people I have ever met in my life. They don't accept people easily. Even when asked to. But, they accepted you a long time ago. You must have done something right."
"Giles is my uncle luv, he has to accept me."
"Xander isn't related to you and he accepted you. Besides, I have seen Giles be pretty darned unaccepting to family before and he isn't that way to you. They like you Spike. All of them. You are as much a part of this group as I am." Spike looked into Buffy's eyes. She had the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen. Like the sky on a perfectly cloudless day. He half expected to see a bird fly through them. Six months ago if he had looked into her eyes, he would have seen loathing, hatred. But now...now it was different. They were softer and somehow full of love...for him. "I don't deserve you." He said. "But I am sure as hell thankful that I have you. I love you Buffy."
"I love you too Spike." Buffy leaned over and hugged him closely to her. Spike leaned back just enough to be looking her in the eyes again, then moved in and kissed her gently on the mouth. When the kiss broke, Buffy looked at Spike. "Come on Buster. Lets go join OUR friends and have some fun." Liking the sound of that, Spike smiled at her and said "Ok."
After the movie was over, they all sat down and played a game of Trivia Pursuit. Giles won of course but they had a good time. Buffy stood up and addressed the group for the second time that night.
"Umm, you guys?" They all looked up at her. "Yeah?" Willow asked.
"I just wanted to apologize to all of you. I haven't been a very good friend lately. I have become hard and have been pushing everyone close to me away. I don't want it that way though. I need you guys. All of you. I am really sorry if I hurt or offended anyone."
They all looked at her. "Buffy, I don't think anyone was offended." Xanxer said. "You've been under a lot of stress lately and it is understandable that you would need some time for yourself."
"Yeah!" Willow agreed. "You're my best friend Buffy and if you need time to yourself, then so be it!" Tara looked at Buffy and nodded.
"That's right." Giles agreed. "Being the slayer isn't an easy job. It comes with a lot of responsibility and every slayer needs time to regroup. I have yet to see a slayer that hasn't gone through it."
"Thanks guys. Oh, one more thing. Giles, when did you start using phrases like macking on each other?"
Giving a sly grin, Giles simply replied. "Well, you use it all the time. Didn't think you'd mind if I borrowed it." Buffy giggled then looked at her watch. "9:30. Guess I better get some patrolling in." She walked over to the chest where her weapons were.
"You want us to come along Buffster?" Xander asked. "Nah, you guys go on home. I have Spike and my cell phone with me. If we need anything, I'll let ya know."
"Ok, well you guys be careful." Tara told them. Everyone said their goodbyes and they all left.
Spike and Buffy were walking through the cemetery. It was a quiet night. "Spike?" Buffy said.
"Yeah Pet?" "Tell me about Drusilla?" She said it in more of a question than a statement. Just in case he didn't want to discuss it. "What do you want to know?" "Whatever you don't mind telling."
"Well, I met Dru six years ago. April 19th, 1998 to be exact. I was sitting in the park painting. It was around 6:30 that night. Just starting to get dark. I used to love to paint that time of night. The sun was setting and shining off the water from the fountain. She walked over to me and was looking at my painting. I thought she would be like everyone else who would walk up, look and walk away. But she didn't. She just kept standing there. I was shy back then so I didn't say anything. Just kept painting. She commented about how she liked it and asked if she could sit and watch me paint. Not knowing what to say but not wanting to be rude, I told her she could. After I finished the painting, I gave it to her and she left. The next night I ran into her again. This time was a little different though. I was more comfortable and she could sense it. She came up behind me and leaned down to where I was sitting. She started to kiss my neck which, ok I'm a man, I liked it. Before I really had time to react, she bit me. That was the night I was turned." He paused for a minute to light a cigarette and then continued.
"We were together for a long time. She was the only one who really understood me. Who accepted me. She didn't call me a disgrace when she found out I wouldn't bite for blood like a lot of them did. She stood by me. I loved her. Bloody hell, I loved her. One night, two years later, I had been out getting blood. When I got back to the crypt, I heard a noise. When I walked to the back, where the noise was coming from, there was Dru, with Angel in our bed. She left that night and I never saw her again. It took me six months before I could even go out after that. Giles would bring me blood and cigarettes and whatever else I needed. After that, I realized I had to move on. That's when I started helping you and the Scoobies." He stopped for a minute to stomp out his cigarette.
"You know it had been going on for a while." Buffy said. "He told me right before he left that he and Drusilla had been together for a few months. Right under our noses. I was so mad. I even blamed you for a while."
"Me?" Spike asked confused. "What did I do Pet?"
"Nothing. But it was easier to blame everyone other than myself for why he ran off with her. So, I did. I blamed you for bringing her around. Then I decided it must have been my fault. I must have done something to cause it." She told him while kicking a pebble across the ground.
Stopping, Spike grabbed her hand and turned her to face him. "It wasn't your fault luv. It wouldn't have mattered if you had changed everything about yourself. He still would have left. He turned Dru. They had a connection and nothing would have stopped them from running off together."
"You know what though?" She asked him. "What?" "I'm glad they ran off together because now I have you. And I wouldn't change that for anything." "Me either luv." He started to lean down to kiss her when a voice came from behind them.
"Oh, isnt that sweet? An ex-vampire and the Slayer." Turning around, Buffy and Spike came face to face with three vampires ready for the kill. Buffy looked at the group and rolled her eyes. "Wow. Ya know, it isn't polite to eavesdrop peoples conversations. Downright rude actually." Doing a fast spin kick, Buffy kicked the first vamp in the face sending him flying into the nearest tombstone. She was headed for the second when she began to feel disoriented. She tried to shake it off but was getting weaker by the second. She couldn't move. She tried to call Spike but couldn't do that either. Before she knew it, she had collapsed to the ground. Spike was in a one on one battle with one of the other vamps when he looked over at Buffy. Quickly sending a stake through the heart of the vamp, Spike tried to get to her, but was cut off at the pass by another vamp. He did a fast squat, spin kick to the back of the vamps knees knocking him to the ground and shoved the stake into him. Running over toward Buffy, Spike staked the last remaining vamp who was still trying to get up from when Buffy kicked him.
Spike ran over to Buffy. "Buffy? Buffy? Pet?" He was getting no response. Buffy was moving like she was in pain but couldn't seem to even hear Spike. Scooping her up, he ran as fast as he could back to her house. "Hang on pet. We'll fix this. Whatever it is." Trying not to panic, he fidgited with the lock and finally got the door open. Once inside, he ran over and lay Buffy on the couch and hurried for the phone dialing the first number that came to mind.
"Hello?"
"Giles, it's me. Grab you're books and get over here now. It's Buffy." TBC...