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Joss. Although I don't know if he's evil or not.
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A/N: so I decided to see where this story takes me. I got seven reviews for one chapter. That's a new for me. It's usually only two or three views for my chapters. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. It gave me the courage to continue and the will. Of course it doesn't lessen the load that I'll have to keep up, but I think I can do it. Of course I'll need reviewer encouragement. So keep reviewing cause this story is still at risk for getting shelved if there isn't enough people who like it. Thanks to everyone who does.
Chapter 2: Crazy People Who Just Won't Stay Away
"Welcome to the Doublemeat Palace. How may I help you?" Buffy said through fake cheeriness. Yes she hated her job. If you had it you would hate it with a vengeance as well. Many times she though about asking Anya if she knew any good vengeance demons to help curse her boss or that annoyingly condescending jerk that thought he knew everything just because he went to night school.
No one knew the kind of torment she had to go through to keep this crappy job that was killing her on the inside. Everything was killing her on the inside these days. The only time she felt anything at all was when she was with Spike.
And that was a whole different matter all together. It was wrong on so many levels, but god how it felt good. She felt alive when she was with him and it wasn't all about sex. Before the sex there were nice conversations and well booze. Lots of booze and even though she had been riding the porcelain bus for hours it was liberating.
Booze did that to you, but it did nothing for her slayer performance. But the sex wasn't bad. If Buffy let herself admit it and that was never, he was the best she had ever had. Her experience was limited of course, but it was something.
Wasn't it supposed to be better when you're in love?
And if so how come with Spike sex was better then her one special night with Angel?
Thinking about it to long made her head hurt. It didn't matter anyway. He didn't really love her. He believed it, but a vampire without a soul couldn't love. He was evil and soulless and what they did was at the bottom of her list of things to worry about.
Dawn was on top right now. Buffy had to make things right with her little sister. Dawn was crying out for attention and Buffy had to be the one to give it to her. So no matter how much she hated this job, she definitely couldn't give it up. She needed it to keep Dawn safe and protected.
"Um. . . what exactly are the Doublemeat nuggets?" the man asked.
Buffy looked up, but didn't see how she expected to see. Spike had asked her that once on her first day here. He hadn't been back to her work since. He said the lights made his eyes hurt.
"I think they're chicken." Buffy said to the man. He seemed to be fidgeting nervously.
"Oh well then chicken is good. um. . . what about the Fisherman's Medley meal? What does that come with?" the man said still looking like he was being forced to do this under gunpoint. Buffy would have cared, but it seemed that he didn't have a demon on his ass so why bother.
"The Fisherman's Medley meal comes with the Fisherman sandwich, a large drink and fries." Buffy said putting on her professional voice.
"I know what it comes with it what is the fish made of?" the man asked. Buffy pondered the question for a second. This man was beyond odd, he was bizarre. Maybe she had stepped in biazrro world.
"Uh. . . fish?" she said.
A smirk played on the features of the man. He had a face of an evil villain when he did that even with the bottle specs making him look like an owl and enhancing his brown eyes. He had a homely appearance despite the handsome features of his face.
He appeared almost homeless with his dirty clothes and beat up shoes yet he seemed to young to be homeless. Younger then her and he couldn't be much older then Dawn.
"Are you gonna order something or not?" Buffy asked despite the creepy feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"No I'm not." The man said.
"Than can you move over for the real customers?" Buffy asked with a hint of annoyance.
"I know who you are. Such pain and confusion. I wish I could just wash it away, but I can't. I have a job to do. Must show you the way."
"Alright crazy guy lets shove off before. . ." before she could finish her sentence the man grabbed her arm and a weird sensation went through her. She felt as if she was floating, but there was something about this that was different then just floating.
"Hey is this guy bothering you, Buffy?" one of her co-workers asked the man let go of her arm and said, "Soon you will see the way. Even if it kills you both."
"Alright buddy lets go." Buffy's co-worker said ushering the guy outside.
"Soon you will see it. Open your eyes and it will come. Don't worry. Just let the feeling rush through you."
Buffy looked as two guy co-workers tossed the crazy man out of the door. The customers were buzzing with conversation over the crazy lunatic that just assaulted the blonde Doublemeat employee. Buffy knew that there would be a few questions. She shrugged off the creepy feeling invading her body and put on her professional tone.
"It's okay folks. Some times we get real crazies, but all taken care of. Now next customer."
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Spike pressed the wrong button. He had been doing that a lot lately. Zoning out and feeling helpless. It was all part of the same thing. Although something felt different lately. Like something was coming. It had been two weeks since his little encounter with Dawn and his break down. He had been trying harder. As hard as he possibly could without breaking down from exhaustion.
He was working shorter hours and slaying less, but the other thing just couldn't go away. No matter how much time he cut back and how much time he stayed with his friends and family there was just no breaking the hold.
Buffy has inside his head and every time he felt weak he ran to her. He tried to run to his friends, but they didn't give him what he needed. He still felt empty around them and he couldn't shake that feeling off no matter how hard he tried. There had to be something wrong with him. But he knew there wasn't.
He had Tara check over and over again until she refused to do it any more. She told him it was okay to use Buffy like he was. Tara was understanding and caring. Spike knew that she could keep a secret even though she didn't want to. It had to be tough considering her and Willow were getting all snuggly again.
The same Willow that had a crush on him when he first came to Sunnydale was gay.
"Sorry miss. I accidentally pressed the wrong button. It'll only take a second to fix." Spike said to the customer in front of him. It was a woman or more accurately a girl. She couldn't have been much older then Dawn.
"You pressed the wrong button? That's okay I wasn't really hungry." The girl said waving her hand in the air dismissing it.
"It's just going to take a second." Spike said not wanting to lose a customer.
"You have any idea what's coming." The girl asked in a low voice that Spike almost didn't hear her. When he had a chance to think about what she said he frowned.
"Your order if I can get this right." Spike said not bothering to look up from the cash register.
"It'll only be the beginning. The beginning of the end. You're so confused. You don't even see it. The monsters are coming, but you can't beat it. You're not really here. You don't have the strength to beat it. You can't. Not yet." The girl said. Spike looked at her with a confused look on his face.
"Excuse me, but I don't know what you're talking about. If you're not going to buy any food then could you please leave? I have customers waiting." Spike said feeling his skin tingle a little. He was getting a creepy vibe from this girl.
"Waiting that's all you ever do. Wait for the feeling to come back, but there's only one way to do that. You have to feel first." The girl said.
Spike sighed. He never got anyone this certifiable before. There had been some crazies like that wig lady, but this girl was just creeping him out. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something about her.
"Okay let's go lady. This establishment doesn't have time. . ." Just as he was about to grab the girl's arm she grabbed his. A weird sensation ran through his body. After it was gone he looked at the girl.
"It's coming. You'll know it when you see it. Open your eyes." The girl said before walking away and out of the fast food restaurant. Spike looked at the customers. They stared at him with odd looks on their faces.
"Sorry about that folks. Some times we get really strange people coming in here looking for a free meal."
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Nighttime. It was a little past six if her senses were right and they always were. Spike should becoming any time soon looking for a little cold comfort. He was using her. She knew it, but that didn't mean that she was complaining. Not right now anyway. She never complained when she was with him or the hours before she knew he was coming.
She was too excited although she never showed it. That would be a little too girly. No she would just stand out her smoking a cigarette and looking for any beastie to kill. Saving her energy was probably a better idea, but she couldn't help it if being trapped in that crypt all day made her jittery.
One thing Buffy was certain of was that he was definitely coming. He did this every night. He would get off work at five, go home and change into a less pylon looking outfit and coming out for a quick patrol. He'd spend a good hour killing things that went bump in the night before making his way to her cemetery.
It had to be quicker then usual nowadays. He had this pact with Dawn saying that he had to talk to her more. It appeared that their twisted relationship was getting in the way of his relationship with Dawn.
So it got routine and even though Buffy hated herself for letting him use her she couldn't stop. Maybe she really was a masochist like Darla and Dru told her all those times all those years ago. Why she would fall for the Vampire Slayer when she had killed two herself was beyond her. She could have had any guy she wanted. Human or vampire. It wouldn't matter.
She chooses the only one that could never love her back. The one that could never feel the same way about her as she did about him. Love burns and consumes and it devours until there nothing left, but an empty shell of what that person used to be. She had said that once. He was changing everything about her and all that was left was him. All she felt for him.
Now she was slipping. She couldn't deal with being treated like dirt anymore. It had lasted awhile. Her tolerance was high because she loved him, but the games he played hurt her head. He made her do crazy things and one of these days she might just snap like she told him she would.
"It should be easier." A voice said from behind a bush.
"Who's there?" Buffy asked gripping the stake in her jacket tighter. She just prayed it was a vampire and not something bigger.
"Love should be easier." The person said again and stepped out from their hiding spot. It was a young girl. She looked to be nothing more then a teenager and she definitely wasn't a vampire or a demon.
"Littl' girls shouldn't be out past their bedtimes." Buffy said.
"You can't stop it like this. You can fight and you can be good, but you can't stop it. Not in this state of mind." The girl said.
"What are you talkin' 'bout. You're speakin' in sodding riddles. I can't comprehend it." Buffy said getting annoyed and losing her patience. It wasn't like she could hurt this girl though.
"Not yet. The time isn't yet. You'll see when it's time. You'll understand then. Open your eyes." The girl said.
"I thought I said I didn't like riddles." Buffy said with even more annoyance.
"It's coming soon. Just open your eyes. You'll know when it comes." The girl said disappearing behind the bush she came from.
"What the bloody hell." Buffy said walking over to the bush. No one was there. She looked around and around, but she didn't find anyone at all.
"Okay that was weird and sadly disappointing. Better keep searchin' if 'm gonna burn off this extra energy." Buffy said walking away from the bush and forgetting all about the encounter with the girl when she found some fledgings.
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Spike walked around Main Street not doing anything in particular. He was holding two grocery bags and a small brown paper bag that contained his weekly allowance of blood that he had set up with the butcher. He was avoiding going back to his crypt.
It had only been an hour since the sun set and he knew that Buffy would be coming over any second now. Daily routine that was less pleasant then he hoped. At first things were good. He was getting a part of her that no one could touch, but now after the fancy glitter had worn off it seemed a little. . . unseemly.
And dirty.
He let it go on though. He could say no. Buffy would probably just take that as an answer and never come back to him. Then things would really get hard. He couldn't live without her yet he couldn't very well let her keep using him like this. It just gave him so much hope that he didn't want anymore.
There was no hope. Who was he kidding to ever think that Buffy would ever love him the way he loved her? It was totally impossible. Yet he still let her use him the way she did. She needed it and he could never deny her anything. Why start with this?
He followed her like a man possessed. Isn't that what he said in that little song and dance number he did when that singing demon came around? He couldn't stop himself and even though he told Buffy to leave him alone she didn't. She just kept coming back for more and more.
So if neither one of them could stay away from each other then what was going to happen to them. When was one of them going to realize that this just wasn't going to work. That if one of them didn't leave he would surely kill someone.
Just then a homeless looking man bumped into him. "What the bloody hell. Watch where you're going, bloke." Spike yelled at the man. Once he got a good look at him he realized that he was barely just a teenager.
"Sorry I didn't see you there. No one sees you there do they. You just walk around like a human pretending to fit in. so you can please her, but it never feels like enough does it. You think she'll never love you." The boy said looking at Spike with an intense stare.
"Don't know what you're talkin' 'bout mate. Gonna havta stop speakin' in riddles." Spike said getting slightly annoyed.
"Neither of you are ready yet. You'll never be ready if you destroy each other. There's only on thing I can do." The guy said not looking away from Spike. It didn't seem like he was blinking.
"Oh yeah. Whas' that?" Spike said brimming with some confidence he found somewhere despite the fact that he was getting a creepy vibe from this guy.
"I can't wash away the pain and confusion. I have a job. It's coming, but you won't be ready you'll have to open your eyes. Just let the feeling rush through you." The man said walking away and turning behind an alley.
Despite the feeling in his stomach and the voice in his head telling him to just forget the man he walked after him. He turned into the alley and looked around. He wasn't there and the alley was a dead end.
"Bugger this. I havta get home ta put my stuff away." Spike said walking away.
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"So what exactly did we just set in motion with this whole thing. I had to act like a crazy man for crying out loud. How come she got to act like a regular person with regular clothes." Brian said flipping around. His clothes instantly changed and he became the handsome man that he always was sans glasses and dirty clothes.
"Because I'm the favorite, duh!" Maddy said. She was a short girl with dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. She was just as pretty as Brian was handsome.
"Oh please. Just because you've been at this longer doesn't make you the favorite." Brian said with a hint of annoyance.
He loved Maddy and they loved each other, but some times they could get on each other's throats.
"What does it matter. The plan is set in motion and now it is only up to them to fix it." A voice said from the dark.
"Well how can we trust that they'll do the right thing. This could take awhile you know. What if they never realize it and they get stuck." Maddy said voicing the concern that both her and Brian had.
She was confident in her ability to send the two pairs of people to the desired destination, but to leave it up to them to get themselves back was going to be different. Unlike her boss she wasn't one to just sit and wait for results.
"Yes. I'm confident that this little show will make them realize the truths. If it doesn't kill them first." The voice said. it seemed incorporeal, but Maddy and Brian knew exactly who was behind it.
"I know that you have confidence in me and all that mumbo jumbo, but this is the first time I've ever done something like this. And I've got the original pair of people. If anything happens to the Slayer and the. . ." Brian said.
It was the first time that he did anything this powerful. Simple spells and a few hard ones were about as far as his expertise went.
"Everything will go according to plan if you do as I told you."
"What if it doesn't?" Maddy asked.
"It will. I'm only worried about what happens if they don't work this out. I've seen the future and it is not a good one. If they don't learn how to control these feelings they'll burn." The voice said pausing briefly as if he were thinking about something.
Perhaps contemplating if taking matters into his own hands had been the best decision.
"So we just sit here and wait. If it doesn't work out then the whole world is doomed. Isn't there anything more we can do?" Maddy asked a little panicky.
The voice looked over at Maddy's direction. Both Maddy and Brian were his most talented studies. Maddy had more power then Brian, but she was too quick to judge. She was the shot first shot some more then ask questions type. Brian had precision and had to have everything just right.
Neither one were patient though.
"We've done everything we can for now. They have to work it out now. It is up to them. The can either change or the can burn."
Both Maddy and Brian were quiet for a second before Maddy said; "Well if it's going to be the end of the world we might as well do it right. Anyone up for Jell-O-shooters?"
A/N: So whattcha think? Good or no good. Stay or no stay. Remember you decide if this story continues or not. I can't guarantee it will. Just so everyone's clear Buffy's British like Spike. It's a total switch of the two. So be prepared for Spike to talk like Buffy. If it gets confusing just send a review saying you don't get it or something and I'll explain. Oh quick trivia question: where are Brian and Maddy from? There's a treat in it for the person who gets it right. So review to keep this story alive and to try and answer the question.
Distribution: Go ahead. Ask first
Spoilers: None
A/N: so I decided to see where this story takes me. I got seven reviews for one chapter. That's a new for me. It's usually only two or three views for my chapters. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. It gave me the courage to continue and the will. Of course it doesn't lessen the load that I'll have to keep up, but I think I can do it. Of course I'll need reviewer encouragement. So keep reviewing cause this story is still at risk for getting shelved if there isn't enough people who like it. Thanks to everyone who does.
Chapter 2: Crazy People Who Just Won't Stay Away
"Welcome to the Doublemeat Palace. How may I help you?" Buffy said through fake cheeriness. Yes she hated her job. If you had it you would hate it with a vengeance as well. Many times she though about asking Anya if she knew any good vengeance demons to help curse her boss or that annoyingly condescending jerk that thought he knew everything just because he went to night school.
No one knew the kind of torment she had to go through to keep this crappy job that was killing her on the inside. Everything was killing her on the inside these days. The only time she felt anything at all was when she was with Spike.
And that was a whole different matter all together. It was wrong on so many levels, but god how it felt good. She felt alive when she was with him and it wasn't all about sex. Before the sex there were nice conversations and well booze. Lots of booze and even though she had been riding the porcelain bus for hours it was liberating.
Booze did that to you, but it did nothing for her slayer performance. But the sex wasn't bad. If Buffy let herself admit it and that was never, he was the best she had ever had. Her experience was limited of course, but it was something.
Wasn't it supposed to be better when you're in love?
And if so how come with Spike sex was better then her one special night with Angel?
Thinking about it to long made her head hurt. It didn't matter anyway. He didn't really love her. He believed it, but a vampire without a soul couldn't love. He was evil and soulless and what they did was at the bottom of her list of things to worry about.
Dawn was on top right now. Buffy had to make things right with her little sister. Dawn was crying out for attention and Buffy had to be the one to give it to her. So no matter how much she hated this job, she definitely couldn't give it up. She needed it to keep Dawn safe and protected.
"Um. . . what exactly are the Doublemeat nuggets?" the man asked.
Buffy looked up, but didn't see how she expected to see. Spike had asked her that once on her first day here. He hadn't been back to her work since. He said the lights made his eyes hurt.
"I think they're chicken." Buffy said to the man. He seemed to be fidgeting nervously.
"Oh well then chicken is good. um. . . what about the Fisherman's Medley meal? What does that come with?" the man said still looking like he was being forced to do this under gunpoint. Buffy would have cared, but it seemed that he didn't have a demon on his ass so why bother.
"The Fisherman's Medley meal comes with the Fisherman sandwich, a large drink and fries." Buffy said putting on her professional voice.
"I know what it comes with it what is the fish made of?" the man asked. Buffy pondered the question for a second. This man was beyond odd, he was bizarre. Maybe she had stepped in biazrro world.
"Uh. . . fish?" she said.
A smirk played on the features of the man. He had a face of an evil villain when he did that even with the bottle specs making him look like an owl and enhancing his brown eyes. He had a homely appearance despite the handsome features of his face.
He appeared almost homeless with his dirty clothes and beat up shoes yet he seemed to young to be homeless. Younger then her and he couldn't be much older then Dawn.
"Are you gonna order something or not?" Buffy asked despite the creepy feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"No I'm not." The man said.
"Than can you move over for the real customers?" Buffy asked with a hint of annoyance.
"I know who you are. Such pain and confusion. I wish I could just wash it away, but I can't. I have a job to do. Must show you the way."
"Alright crazy guy lets shove off before. . ." before she could finish her sentence the man grabbed her arm and a weird sensation went through her. She felt as if she was floating, but there was something about this that was different then just floating.
"Hey is this guy bothering you, Buffy?" one of her co-workers asked the man let go of her arm and said, "Soon you will see the way. Even if it kills you both."
"Alright buddy lets go." Buffy's co-worker said ushering the guy outside.
"Soon you will see it. Open your eyes and it will come. Don't worry. Just let the feeling rush through you."
Buffy looked as two guy co-workers tossed the crazy man out of the door. The customers were buzzing with conversation over the crazy lunatic that just assaulted the blonde Doublemeat employee. Buffy knew that there would be a few questions. She shrugged off the creepy feeling invading her body and put on her professional tone.
"It's okay folks. Some times we get real crazies, but all taken care of. Now next customer."
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Spike pressed the wrong button. He had been doing that a lot lately. Zoning out and feeling helpless. It was all part of the same thing. Although something felt different lately. Like something was coming. It had been two weeks since his little encounter with Dawn and his break down. He had been trying harder. As hard as he possibly could without breaking down from exhaustion.
He was working shorter hours and slaying less, but the other thing just couldn't go away. No matter how much time he cut back and how much time he stayed with his friends and family there was just no breaking the hold.
Buffy has inside his head and every time he felt weak he ran to her. He tried to run to his friends, but they didn't give him what he needed. He still felt empty around them and he couldn't shake that feeling off no matter how hard he tried. There had to be something wrong with him. But he knew there wasn't.
He had Tara check over and over again until she refused to do it any more. She told him it was okay to use Buffy like he was. Tara was understanding and caring. Spike knew that she could keep a secret even though she didn't want to. It had to be tough considering her and Willow were getting all snuggly again.
The same Willow that had a crush on him when he first came to Sunnydale was gay.
"Sorry miss. I accidentally pressed the wrong button. It'll only take a second to fix." Spike said to the customer in front of him. It was a woman or more accurately a girl. She couldn't have been much older then Dawn.
"You pressed the wrong button? That's okay I wasn't really hungry." The girl said waving her hand in the air dismissing it.
"It's just going to take a second." Spike said not wanting to lose a customer.
"You have any idea what's coming." The girl asked in a low voice that Spike almost didn't hear her. When he had a chance to think about what she said he frowned.
"Your order if I can get this right." Spike said not bothering to look up from the cash register.
"It'll only be the beginning. The beginning of the end. You're so confused. You don't even see it. The monsters are coming, but you can't beat it. You're not really here. You don't have the strength to beat it. You can't. Not yet." The girl said. Spike looked at her with a confused look on his face.
"Excuse me, but I don't know what you're talking about. If you're not going to buy any food then could you please leave? I have customers waiting." Spike said feeling his skin tingle a little. He was getting a creepy vibe from this girl.
"Waiting that's all you ever do. Wait for the feeling to come back, but there's only one way to do that. You have to feel first." The girl said.
Spike sighed. He never got anyone this certifiable before. There had been some crazies like that wig lady, but this girl was just creeping him out. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something about her.
"Okay let's go lady. This establishment doesn't have time. . ." Just as he was about to grab the girl's arm she grabbed his. A weird sensation ran through his body. After it was gone he looked at the girl.
"It's coming. You'll know it when you see it. Open your eyes." The girl said before walking away and out of the fast food restaurant. Spike looked at the customers. They stared at him with odd looks on their faces.
"Sorry about that folks. Some times we get really strange people coming in here looking for a free meal."
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Nighttime. It was a little past six if her senses were right and they always were. Spike should becoming any time soon looking for a little cold comfort. He was using her. She knew it, but that didn't mean that she was complaining. Not right now anyway. She never complained when she was with him or the hours before she knew he was coming.
She was too excited although she never showed it. That would be a little too girly. No she would just stand out her smoking a cigarette and looking for any beastie to kill. Saving her energy was probably a better idea, but she couldn't help it if being trapped in that crypt all day made her jittery.
One thing Buffy was certain of was that he was definitely coming. He did this every night. He would get off work at five, go home and change into a less pylon looking outfit and coming out for a quick patrol. He'd spend a good hour killing things that went bump in the night before making his way to her cemetery.
It had to be quicker then usual nowadays. He had this pact with Dawn saying that he had to talk to her more. It appeared that their twisted relationship was getting in the way of his relationship with Dawn.
So it got routine and even though Buffy hated herself for letting him use her she couldn't stop. Maybe she really was a masochist like Darla and Dru told her all those times all those years ago. Why she would fall for the Vampire Slayer when she had killed two herself was beyond her. She could have had any guy she wanted. Human or vampire. It wouldn't matter.
She chooses the only one that could never love her back. The one that could never feel the same way about her as she did about him. Love burns and consumes and it devours until there nothing left, but an empty shell of what that person used to be. She had said that once. He was changing everything about her and all that was left was him. All she felt for him.
Now she was slipping. She couldn't deal with being treated like dirt anymore. It had lasted awhile. Her tolerance was high because she loved him, but the games he played hurt her head. He made her do crazy things and one of these days she might just snap like she told him she would.
"It should be easier." A voice said from behind a bush.
"Who's there?" Buffy asked gripping the stake in her jacket tighter. She just prayed it was a vampire and not something bigger.
"Love should be easier." The person said again and stepped out from their hiding spot. It was a young girl. She looked to be nothing more then a teenager and she definitely wasn't a vampire or a demon.
"Littl' girls shouldn't be out past their bedtimes." Buffy said.
"You can't stop it like this. You can fight and you can be good, but you can't stop it. Not in this state of mind." The girl said.
"What are you talkin' 'bout. You're speakin' in sodding riddles. I can't comprehend it." Buffy said getting annoyed and losing her patience. It wasn't like she could hurt this girl though.
"Not yet. The time isn't yet. You'll see when it's time. You'll understand then. Open your eyes." The girl said.
"I thought I said I didn't like riddles." Buffy said with even more annoyance.
"It's coming soon. Just open your eyes. You'll know when it comes." The girl said disappearing behind the bush she came from.
"What the bloody hell." Buffy said walking over to the bush. No one was there. She looked around and around, but she didn't find anyone at all.
"Okay that was weird and sadly disappointing. Better keep searchin' if 'm gonna burn off this extra energy." Buffy said walking away from the bush and forgetting all about the encounter with the girl when she found some fledgings.
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Spike walked around Main Street not doing anything in particular. He was holding two grocery bags and a small brown paper bag that contained his weekly allowance of blood that he had set up with the butcher. He was avoiding going back to his crypt.
It had only been an hour since the sun set and he knew that Buffy would be coming over any second now. Daily routine that was less pleasant then he hoped. At first things were good. He was getting a part of her that no one could touch, but now after the fancy glitter had worn off it seemed a little. . . unseemly.
And dirty.
He let it go on though. He could say no. Buffy would probably just take that as an answer and never come back to him. Then things would really get hard. He couldn't live without her yet he couldn't very well let her keep using him like this. It just gave him so much hope that he didn't want anymore.
There was no hope. Who was he kidding to ever think that Buffy would ever love him the way he loved her? It was totally impossible. Yet he still let her use him the way she did. She needed it and he could never deny her anything. Why start with this?
He followed her like a man possessed. Isn't that what he said in that little song and dance number he did when that singing demon came around? He couldn't stop himself and even though he told Buffy to leave him alone she didn't. She just kept coming back for more and more.
So if neither one of them could stay away from each other then what was going to happen to them. When was one of them going to realize that this just wasn't going to work. That if one of them didn't leave he would surely kill someone.
Just then a homeless looking man bumped into him. "What the bloody hell. Watch where you're going, bloke." Spike yelled at the man. Once he got a good look at him he realized that he was barely just a teenager.
"Sorry I didn't see you there. No one sees you there do they. You just walk around like a human pretending to fit in. so you can please her, but it never feels like enough does it. You think she'll never love you." The boy said looking at Spike with an intense stare.
"Don't know what you're talkin' 'bout mate. Gonna havta stop speakin' in riddles." Spike said getting slightly annoyed.
"Neither of you are ready yet. You'll never be ready if you destroy each other. There's only on thing I can do." The guy said not looking away from Spike. It didn't seem like he was blinking.
"Oh yeah. Whas' that?" Spike said brimming with some confidence he found somewhere despite the fact that he was getting a creepy vibe from this guy.
"I can't wash away the pain and confusion. I have a job. It's coming, but you won't be ready you'll have to open your eyes. Just let the feeling rush through you." The man said walking away and turning behind an alley.
Despite the feeling in his stomach and the voice in his head telling him to just forget the man he walked after him. He turned into the alley and looked around. He wasn't there and the alley was a dead end.
"Bugger this. I havta get home ta put my stuff away." Spike said walking away.
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"So what exactly did we just set in motion with this whole thing. I had to act like a crazy man for crying out loud. How come she got to act like a regular person with regular clothes." Brian said flipping around. His clothes instantly changed and he became the handsome man that he always was sans glasses and dirty clothes.
"Because I'm the favorite, duh!" Maddy said. She was a short girl with dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. She was just as pretty as Brian was handsome.
"Oh please. Just because you've been at this longer doesn't make you the favorite." Brian said with a hint of annoyance.
He loved Maddy and they loved each other, but some times they could get on each other's throats.
"What does it matter. The plan is set in motion and now it is only up to them to fix it." A voice said from the dark.
"Well how can we trust that they'll do the right thing. This could take awhile you know. What if they never realize it and they get stuck." Maddy said voicing the concern that both her and Brian had.
She was confident in her ability to send the two pairs of people to the desired destination, but to leave it up to them to get themselves back was going to be different. Unlike her boss she wasn't one to just sit and wait for results.
"Yes. I'm confident that this little show will make them realize the truths. If it doesn't kill them first." The voice said. it seemed incorporeal, but Maddy and Brian knew exactly who was behind it.
"I know that you have confidence in me and all that mumbo jumbo, but this is the first time I've ever done something like this. And I've got the original pair of people. If anything happens to the Slayer and the. . ." Brian said.
It was the first time that he did anything this powerful. Simple spells and a few hard ones were about as far as his expertise went.
"Everything will go according to plan if you do as I told you."
"What if it doesn't?" Maddy asked.
"It will. I'm only worried about what happens if they don't work this out. I've seen the future and it is not a good one. If they don't learn how to control these feelings they'll burn." The voice said pausing briefly as if he were thinking about something.
Perhaps contemplating if taking matters into his own hands had been the best decision.
"So we just sit here and wait. If it doesn't work out then the whole world is doomed. Isn't there anything more we can do?" Maddy asked a little panicky.
The voice looked over at Maddy's direction. Both Maddy and Brian were his most talented studies. Maddy had more power then Brian, but she was too quick to judge. She was the shot first shot some more then ask questions type. Brian had precision and had to have everything just right.
Neither one were patient though.
"We've done everything we can for now. They have to work it out now. It is up to them. The can either change or the can burn."
Both Maddy and Brian were quiet for a second before Maddy said; "Well if it's going to be the end of the world we might as well do it right. Anyone up for Jell-O-shooters?"
A/N: So whattcha think? Good or no good. Stay or no stay. Remember you decide if this story continues or not. I can't guarantee it will. Just so everyone's clear Buffy's British like Spike. It's a total switch of the two. So be prepared for Spike to talk like Buffy. If it gets confusing just send a review saying you don't get it or something and I'll explain. Oh quick trivia question: where are Brian and Maddy from? There's a treat in it for the person who gets it right. So review to keep this story alive and to try and answer the question.