Let's see.......
Disclaimer: if i had spike the world would be a better place. but i dont. blah.
Spike watched from the rearview mirror as the three American tourists gawked at the sites London had to offer. The redhead seemed nice enough. She didn't say much, only nodded politely every now and then. The blonde- Buffy was it? Has addressed her as Willow. He remembered Tara mentioning a fellow Wicca at a coven in Los Angeles. But this couldn't be her. His thoughts turned to the man that was sitting to the right of Willow. The man's name was Xander. He had an orange juice stain down the front of his shirt and a bunch of comic books in his left hand. His head was practically out of the window as he strained to see Big Ben at it's full height. Every time Spike looked at him, he could only think of one word- Whelp. And then there was the irritating blonde who kept glancing at her watch. As much as he hated to admit it, she was gorgeous. No, she was bloody fantastic. If it weren't for her annoying demeanor he would definitely give her a second glance. And then there was her unusual strength. Hell, call him crazy but she smelled like a slayer. She was the slayer, he knew it.
"Watch out!" Spike looked up. He had run a red light. Big deal. Only Willow didn't think so. She was looking at him with a frown. Her eyes string right threw him, just like Tara did whenever she read his aura. Bloody hell. Realization dawned onto him, Willow was a witch. She probably read his aura by now. So much for keeping it a secret.
"Uh-oh" That was all Willow could say, soft enough so only Buffy and Xander could hear.
"What?" Xander put his head back into the car.
Buffy nodded. "You've sensed it too. Haven't you?"
Willow nodded. Xander began to look annoyed. "Mind telling what's going on?" he said in a low whisper. Willow turned towards Xander.
"He" she said pointing to their driver, "is a.......he's a.......ummm......."
"Our Spike is a vampire" Buffy finished.
Xander's eyes got really wide. "What are you waiting for? Stake him and let's get the hell out of here."
"I can't, none of us can drive."
"I can"
"Xander, I meant legally"
"Oh"
Willow jabbed them both in the ribs. "Shut up, we're there. Look at this place, it's huge."
Buffy peered out her window. The driveway they had just pulled into was a complete circle. Behind it was a huge house-correction behind it was a huge mansion. It had over a hundred windows, all tinted to a brownish shade. In front stood five massive lions, carved out of the finest marble. They stood poised as if stalking their prey. Buffy glanced at Spike. He walked up to the main entrance and pulled a cord that Buffy guessed was the door bell. As if on cue , a man at about fifty years of age opened the massive french doors.
"Well hello William" The man said. "I see you brought the slay- I mean Tara's friends."
Buffy's eye's narrowed. Instinctively, she reached into her back pocket and grasped her stake. Willow and Xander noticed her action and cautiously took a few steps back.
"Excuse me?"
Giles looked at Buffy warmly. "Please excuse my manners. My name is Rupert Giles and this is my slightly wayward son William, who to my misfortune prefers to be called Spike."
Buffy smiled. This she could deal with. "I'm Buffy. This is Xander and that is Willow, is Tara here?"
Giles began to look worried at the mention of his daughter and wiped his glasses.
"Actually Slayer I was hoping you would know where she is."
A/N hey guys! thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed. You guys really convinced me to update soon. Thanks for all the reviews. Keep 'em coming!!!
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