I Don't Need You: Routine.
It had been a whole month since Spike had started Sinco, and no more changes had begun yet. Spike's teeth were still sore, he had major nightmares that left him in tears, memories kept playing with his head and he still slept with a dummy to sooth the pain of his fangs.
After getting round the initial shock and quick start to his unlife changing process Spike was back into the routine of helping out the scoobies with any rouge demons. Of course, Higgy, DL and Red all tagged along. Any extra help was always welcome when it came to killing demons.
This particular Saturday, the vampire carer, her charge and her friends were all in the backroom of the magic shop. Higgy was helping to research a new demon for Giles and DL was training Red with the help of Spike. Surrounded by assorted books and scrolls, Higgy leaned back against the wall and watched as the new fight broke out.
"You were supposed to block it!" DL moaned at Cheryll who was now pulling herself to her feet.
"Well I didn't know that did I?" she yelled back. "Maybe if you're so great you should get up her and take on Sir Chips-a lot." she got to her feet, strode over and threw herself on the floor next to Higgy. Picking up a book she flicked to a random page and glared over the top at the other girl.
"Fine, maybe I will!" Amy went over to where Cheryll had previously been and picked up the discarded battleaxe. "Right, Spike." She peered at the vampire who was rubbing his forehead where the pain of the chip had fired most. "Attack me."
"What?"
"Attack me. God what are you deaf?"
"No." he scowled. "But I don't want another pain in my head thank you very bloody much." Great Higgy rolled her eyes. Just what she needed a vampire mood swing into grouchy mode.
Guys, maybe we should leave it for now and come back later?" she called to where the two were glaring daggers at each other. Picking up her book she dusted off her trousers and leaned back on the wall. "Well?"
"Fine," Amy lowered her weapon. "Guess I'll have to kick his arse later, since the baby's chickened out."
"I'm not a chicken!"
"Liar!"
"I'll take you on right here, right now."
"Bring it on Blondie."
With a growl from the vampire, a giggle from Red and a sigh from Higgy Spike attacked. He leapt at the girl and threw a barrage of punches towards her. Amy dodged everyone and came back with a punch of her own straight into Spike's chest, throwing him backwards slightly. Obviously stunned by the girl's strength he attacked again, albeit a little more carefully this time.
Time after time he threw punch after punch and kicked a good few times, Amy simply swayed to and fro, dodging every attack and inflicting quite a few hits of her own. Every time Spike missed DL hit back with twice the power, never missing her foe. Finally getting frustrated the vampire threw all of his weight at the girl and would have managed to tackle her to the floor, as well as getting a splitting headache. However, before he could touch her DL faded from view and disappeared making the vampire go skidding across the floor and hit the potential in front of him.
They both yelped and kept sliding along the floor till they hit the nearby wall, gaining a crunch and howl from Spike. Higgy quickly ran over to the pile and extracted the slayer in training. Looking her over she realised that she was no worse for wear. DL came over slowly from where she had appeared again and was looking at the vampire.
"Sorry Spike. I didn't mean to fade like that. I just felt you coming and it was instinct. I'm really sorry, are you hurt?" she knelt beside the vamp and saw the cut on his head dripping with fresh blood.
"I'm fine." He grinned and placed a hand over the wound.
"Okay, are you finished now? You know you shouldn't train when your emotions are high, they just take over." Higgy came over and took her charge by the arm into the main shop. Pushing him onto a chair she went off to find the first aid kit.
Cheryll came over to Spike grinning insanely. "What? Seeing me like this funny or something?" Spike asked while ruffling her hair. This girl had grown on him, they all had. Higgy, for her comforting words when he was down and her ability to act as if she had been through what he was now. Red, for her childlike innocence and enthusiasm. DL, for her strong personality and ability to take control of the most out of control situations.
She giggled a little at his greeting and sat on the table facing him. Sure he sometimes treated her like a kid, but he did it in a cool way. "Can you teach me how you do that?"
"Do what? Get my arse kicked by a girl? Sure happens all the time round here." He glanced at Higgy when he said this and grinned when she hit him playfully round the head.
"That wasn't an arse kicking. That was an arse whooping." She cut a square of white cloth and placed it over the cut. Making Red hold it still she began taping it gently in place.
"No." Cheryll giggled. "I mean that thing where you threw like fifty punches in a row. If that had hit anyone it would have knocked them out cold. Even Amy."
Spike chuckled to himself. "I'll show you later. Higgy wont let us play till we've cooled down."
"Okay." The girl skipped into the back room again and by the sounds of things, began dancing along to one of her CDs she'd brought from home. Busted by the sounds of things. Spike shook his head. Sure they may be British, but they had nothing on the bands he'd heard over the years.
DL came over and handed him a mug of warm blood. Sitting next to him she pulled one of Higgy's books and began researching as well, with Spike casually peering over her shoulder to try and seem interested. Higgy was sitting on Spike's other side, doodling on a pad of paper about the demons they were looking up. In one corner was a sketch of three girls and a man, who had tiny fangs and a dummy in his mouth.
Spike grinned at the picture and ran his tongue over his fangs. They hadn't bothered him when he was practising but now with the blood and thinking about it...
"Higgy?"
Humming a random tune she fished the dummy out of her pocket and handed it to the vampire without saying a word. Sometimes she could just tell. It must be something to do with being a Carer. Picking up an abandoned pencil Spike began doodling on a spare sheet of paper that had been floating around on the table. All three didn't even raise their heads when Buffy and Giles came in from the late night patrol. However, they did when there was a crash and a scream from the backroom.
"Erm...Giles didn't like that chair did he?"
"Oh dear Lord." Sighed the watcher as he hurried into the backroom to try and save his antique Royal Oak chair from the potential.
It had been a whole month since Spike had started Sinco, and no more changes had begun yet. Spike's teeth were still sore, he had major nightmares that left him in tears, memories kept playing with his head and he still slept with a dummy to sooth the pain of his fangs.
After getting round the initial shock and quick start to his unlife changing process Spike was back into the routine of helping out the scoobies with any rouge demons. Of course, Higgy, DL and Red all tagged along. Any extra help was always welcome when it came to killing demons.
This particular Saturday, the vampire carer, her charge and her friends were all in the backroom of the magic shop. Higgy was helping to research a new demon for Giles and DL was training Red with the help of Spike. Surrounded by assorted books and scrolls, Higgy leaned back against the wall and watched as the new fight broke out.
"You were supposed to block it!" DL moaned at Cheryll who was now pulling herself to her feet.
"Well I didn't know that did I?" she yelled back. "Maybe if you're so great you should get up her and take on Sir Chips-a lot." she got to her feet, strode over and threw herself on the floor next to Higgy. Picking up a book she flicked to a random page and glared over the top at the other girl.
"Fine, maybe I will!" Amy went over to where Cheryll had previously been and picked up the discarded battleaxe. "Right, Spike." She peered at the vampire who was rubbing his forehead where the pain of the chip had fired most. "Attack me."
"What?"
"Attack me. God what are you deaf?"
"No." he scowled. "But I don't want another pain in my head thank you very bloody much." Great Higgy rolled her eyes. Just what she needed a vampire mood swing into grouchy mode.
Guys, maybe we should leave it for now and come back later?" she called to where the two were glaring daggers at each other. Picking up her book she dusted off her trousers and leaned back on the wall. "Well?"
"Fine," Amy lowered her weapon. "Guess I'll have to kick his arse later, since the baby's chickened out."
"I'm not a chicken!"
"Liar!"
"I'll take you on right here, right now."
"Bring it on Blondie."
With a growl from the vampire, a giggle from Red and a sigh from Higgy Spike attacked. He leapt at the girl and threw a barrage of punches towards her. Amy dodged everyone and came back with a punch of her own straight into Spike's chest, throwing him backwards slightly. Obviously stunned by the girl's strength he attacked again, albeit a little more carefully this time.
Time after time he threw punch after punch and kicked a good few times, Amy simply swayed to and fro, dodging every attack and inflicting quite a few hits of her own. Every time Spike missed DL hit back with twice the power, never missing her foe. Finally getting frustrated the vampire threw all of his weight at the girl and would have managed to tackle her to the floor, as well as getting a splitting headache. However, before he could touch her DL faded from view and disappeared making the vampire go skidding across the floor and hit the potential in front of him.
They both yelped and kept sliding along the floor till they hit the nearby wall, gaining a crunch and howl from Spike. Higgy quickly ran over to the pile and extracted the slayer in training. Looking her over she realised that she was no worse for wear. DL came over slowly from where she had appeared again and was looking at the vampire.
"Sorry Spike. I didn't mean to fade like that. I just felt you coming and it was instinct. I'm really sorry, are you hurt?" she knelt beside the vamp and saw the cut on his head dripping with fresh blood.
"I'm fine." He grinned and placed a hand over the wound.
"Okay, are you finished now? You know you shouldn't train when your emotions are high, they just take over." Higgy came over and took her charge by the arm into the main shop. Pushing him onto a chair she went off to find the first aid kit.
Cheryll came over to Spike grinning insanely. "What? Seeing me like this funny or something?" Spike asked while ruffling her hair. This girl had grown on him, they all had. Higgy, for her comforting words when he was down and her ability to act as if she had been through what he was now. Red, for her childlike innocence and enthusiasm. DL, for her strong personality and ability to take control of the most out of control situations.
She giggled a little at his greeting and sat on the table facing him. Sure he sometimes treated her like a kid, but he did it in a cool way. "Can you teach me how you do that?"
"Do what? Get my arse kicked by a girl? Sure happens all the time round here." He glanced at Higgy when he said this and grinned when she hit him playfully round the head.
"That wasn't an arse kicking. That was an arse whooping." She cut a square of white cloth and placed it over the cut. Making Red hold it still she began taping it gently in place.
"No." Cheryll giggled. "I mean that thing where you threw like fifty punches in a row. If that had hit anyone it would have knocked them out cold. Even Amy."
Spike chuckled to himself. "I'll show you later. Higgy wont let us play till we've cooled down."
"Okay." The girl skipped into the back room again and by the sounds of things, began dancing along to one of her CDs she'd brought from home. Busted by the sounds of things. Spike shook his head. Sure they may be British, but they had nothing on the bands he'd heard over the years.
DL came over and handed him a mug of warm blood. Sitting next to him she pulled one of Higgy's books and began researching as well, with Spike casually peering over her shoulder to try and seem interested. Higgy was sitting on Spike's other side, doodling on a pad of paper about the demons they were looking up. In one corner was a sketch of three girls and a man, who had tiny fangs and a dummy in his mouth.
Spike grinned at the picture and ran his tongue over his fangs. They hadn't bothered him when he was practising but now with the blood and thinking about it...
"Higgy?"
Humming a random tune she fished the dummy out of her pocket and handed it to the vampire without saying a word. Sometimes she could just tell. It must be something to do with being a Carer. Picking up an abandoned pencil Spike began doodling on a spare sheet of paper that had been floating around on the table. All three didn't even raise their heads when Buffy and Giles came in from the late night patrol. However, they did when there was a crash and a scream from the backroom.
"Erm...Giles didn't like that chair did he?"
"Oh dear Lord." Sighed the watcher as he hurried into the backroom to try and save his antique Royal Oak chair from the potential.