A Christmas Present to Remember

Chapter 4 - Silence is Golden

Buffy turned to look at Spike and quickly looked away. Driving with her mortal enemy, not something a slayer did everyday...

"So, vampire huh?" Buffy wished she could take it back the second the words left her mouth. Well DUH vampire.... Spike chuckled a bit

"So you're a slayer, slayers uh... kill...things."

"True, true" Buffy agreed keeping her eyes on the road that seemed endless.

Three hours.

Three freaking hours of nothing more then silence. Buffy had gotten so fed up for the god awful music he called "The Ramons" she'd threatened to rip the radio out of the car. That was two hours ago. One hour ago, she'd threatened to ground a lit cigarette into his eye if he didn't put it our. After that it was silence. It was driving her crazy!

Her finger violently tapped on the steering wheel looking at the road. Spike had decided to turn the ear bleeding music back on and now he was singing along. Very well but not the point!

She wanted to take a hammer and smash the rental car's radio to a million pieces. Calm down Buffy, just calm down! she screamed to her self has she prayed that he would turn it off. The more she threatened him the louder he played the music. He was going to PAY! Well the moment she actually thought of something. Hopefully soon she thought as se hit her head on the steering wheel

"Oh you've got to be kidding me!" Buffy snapped, scorn for Giles burning in her eyes as she eyed the run down cabin in front of her. Giles had failed to mention that it was the same cabin that Abraham Lincoln could have been born in!

It was the most unkept place she had ever seen in her entire life. The windows looked unclean and the trash was everywhere.

Spike suppressed the urge to roll his eyes at the blonde slayer. He couldn't roll his eyes. Big Bad's didn't roll their eyes. Well at least that was what Angelus told him.

He tossed the Slayer her bags and grabbed his own before they made their way up to the door, Buffy was still bitching about the ran down cabin which they hoped would at least look livable inside.

"Slayer, why don't be just have a look inside. You've already succeeded in giving me a fucking headache in the last two minutes."

Buffy shot and angered glance his way scorning him for giving her lip.

They opened the door and both gasped as they saw it. It was nothing like what they had expected.

Nothing at all. It was beautiful, the fireplace looked like it came right out of a children's book and the kitchen was spotless. It had a big TV equipped withy VCR and DVD player. It also came with a collection of DVD's that Buffy diffidently planned at taking advantage of... tomorrow. She was to damn tired right now.

After a long day of driving and awkward silences, both Buffy and Spike were beat. They were just too tired to take a look at the rest of the cabin.

"Mmm, sleepy," Buffy muttered as they both made their way down the long hall to what they presumed to be the bedroom area. At the end of the hall was a door. Buffy who was in front of Spike opened the door slowly and stopped dead in her tracks. Spike stopped and sighed,

"What's the matter slayer?"
Buffy moved away from the door and looked at him. One bed...

TBC...

AN - hehehe. Ok sry bout the lateness but I promise a new chap Saturday