Hi, this is my first fanfic so please be nice to me!
I don't own any of the charactors blah blah blah, I'm just borrowing them.
Spuffy rules!
Lots of Love, Brittany
Chapter One- Weak at the knees
Buffy Summers groaned as her alarm clock awoke her from her sleep. She turned it off and looked at the time, it was seven O clock. Better get up she thought, she didn't want her five-year-old daughter Ella to be late for school again. Yawning, she got out of bed, putting her feet inside her fluffy pink slippers as she did so, and put on her matching pink dressing gown. The California morning sun was shining through the gaps in the curtains and she opened them, revealing that it was yet another beautiful sunny day. As she walked to Ella's bedroom she noticed that there was a picture that Ella had drawn taped to the door, smiling she realised that it was a drawing was of herself, Angel and Ella stood next to each other holding hands with huge smiles on their faces. A perfectly happy family. Buffy opened the door to see her daughter asleep in her bed, she sat down next to her, looking at her beautiful little girl and stroked her rosy cheek, causing her to stir and wake up. "Is it time to get up now Mommy?" Ella asked, sitting up and looking back at Buffy. "It is, you don't want to be late for school do you?" Buffy watched as Ella's face fell, "I don't like school" she murmured, coming over to Buffy and sitting on her lap. "Why not?" she asked, "I'd rather be at home, with you and Daddy, then go to school" "You have to go to school; otherwise you won't grow up to be a clever girl" Ella crawled off Buffy's lap and stayed quiet, and Buffy stood up. "Your uniforms in your wardrobe so get dressed and I'll make your breakfast, Ok?" "Ok" Buffy watched as Ella opened her wardrobe, before walking out of the room and closing the door softly behind her. She sighed, she never used to like school when she was younger either, but she had to go. She looked at her watch, it was nearly twenty past seven, better get cracking on that breakfast, Angel will be home in a minute and he'll be hungry she thought.
"Goodbye Ella" she said, as she dropped Ella off at the school gates, "Be good", she kissed her daughter on the cheek and watched her go into the playground, before driving away.
Buffy unlocked the door to her house and let herself in, closing it behind her. The groceries that she had bought on her way back from the school had been weighing her down, and she was glad to put them on the kitchen counter.
She heard Angel's snores coming from upstairs, he had obviously been so tired from his night at work that he had forgotten to close the door to their bedroom, she sighed as she quietly crept up the stairs and closed it for him, before going back downstairs again.
Angel,
I have just gone to the bar for a quick drink. I shouldn't be more then an hour.
Love,
Buffy
Buffy read the note in her head before sticking it to the fridge and heading out to her car. She often went out to the bar alone and always left a note for Angel so he wouldn't get worried, and this night was no different.
"Buffy, hi" the barmaid said in her usual cheery tone, "What can I get you?" "Screwdriver please" Buffy said, getting the money out of her purse as the barmaid poured her the drink. "That'll be three dollars please" she said, taking the money from Buffy and giving her the drink "Oh" Buffy heard the barmaid say as she was turning round "Buffy, I don't mean to alarm you but there is an absolutely gorgeous guy checking you out at the other end of the bar" Buffy looked at where the barmaid was pointing and saw an extremely handsome looking man looking over in her direction. His platinum blonde hair and black leather duster made him look tough and quite dangerous but his soft eyes showed Buffy a sensitive side to him. Just looking at him made her go weak at the knees, and she realised that not even Angel had ever made her feel that way before. Pushing all thoughts of Angel out of her mind, she walked over to him. "Hi" she said, noticing her voice was shaking and slightly higher than usual. "Hello" his voice was low and she noticed immediately that he was English. "My name's Buffy" she said, worried that she was going to fall over, she sat down on the bar stool next to him. "Spike" he said, a slow song began to play and couples got onto the dance floor and swayed in time to the music. "Would you like to dance?" he asked her, "Yes" she answered quickly, surprising them both, she picked up her drink and gulped it all down, slamming it back onto the bar when she had finished and he took her hand, leading her up to the floor. He was an amazing dancer, his hands rested around her waist and her arms were around his neck as they danced together, both completely oblivious to what was going on around them. After about a minute of the song, his hands moved downwards and groped her bum, squeezing ever so slightly but not enough for anyone except her to notice. She didn't pull away but smiled seductively at him, making him smile sexily back at her. God he's hot Buffy thought as the song ended and they walked off the dance floor and sat back down on their stools. "Do you want something else to drink Luv?" he asked her "What? Oh! Yeah, I'll have another screwdriver please" she could hardly get out one sentence without stammering as she looked at him "Come again Luv?" "Oh, I forgot you're English, vodka and orange" he smiled at her and ordered the drinks.
Three hours later Buffy staggered out of the bar, clinging onto Spike for support. Tripping over the kerb, she nearly made them both fall over but Spike steadied them, Buffy didn't think it was fair that, although he had had just as much drink as she had, he had managed to stay reasonably sober whilst she could barely stand. Shrugging the thought off, she lead him over to where her car was parked and took out her keys, just as she was getting in the car, she felt his had grab her wrist.
"Whoa! luv, you're not honestly suggesting driving yourself home are you?" she looked up into his eyes and saw genuine concern but also amusement there.
"Yeah, why shouldn't I?" she slurred, trying hard to get the keys to start the ignition but failing miserably.
He didn't answer her, but instead just picked her up out of the car, she didn't complain, but instead just wrapped her arms around his neck as he slammed the door shut and took out his own keys from his duster pocket.
"How far away do you live?" he asked her as he put her down when the car was out of view.
"Quite far" she lied, hoping that he would offer to drive her home or, even better, offer to let her spend the night at his place until she was sober enough to drive herself back home.
"Your car will still be here tomorrow" he said, seeing the hope in her eyes.
"Do you want to stay over at my place?" he said and she smiled seductively, "In the spare room" he quickly added, normally he wouldn't think twice about fucking a girl he hardly knew but Buffy was different, he actually liked her. "Sure" she said, her arms where still around his neck and he thought about kissing her, but she'd been drinking, and he knew she would regret it in the morning.
Angel tried to ring Buffy's mobile for the third time that evening, in the note she had said that she shouldn't be gone any longer then an hour, and she had now been out for five. Hi this is Buffy. I can't get to the phone right now but if you leave a message I'll get back to you as soon as I can, thank you.
Angel hung up and threw his phone across the room, smashing a vase in the process
"Where are you Buffy?" he said quietly to himself before going upstairs to check on Ella, at least he could be with one family member that night.
Please review my fic, if you do I'll love you forever if you don't then :P 2u.
Spuffy rules!
Lots of Love, Brittany
Chapter One- Weak at the knees
Buffy Summers groaned as her alarm clock awoke her from her sleep. She turned it off and looked at the time, it was seven O clock. Better get up she thought, she didn't want her five-year-old daughter Ella to be late for school again. Yawning, she got out of bed, putting her feet inside her fluffy pink slippers as she did so, and put on her matching pink dressing gown. The California morning sun was shining through the gaps in the curtains and she opened them, revealing that it was yet another beautiful sunny day. As she walked to Ella's bedroom she noticed that there was a picture that Ella had drawn taped to the door, smiling she realised that it was a drawing was of herself, Angel and Ella stood next to each other holding hands with huge smiles on their faces. A perfectly happy family. Buffy opened the door to see her daughter asleep in her bed, she sat down next to her, looking at her beautiful little girl and stroked her rosy cheek, causing her to stir and wake up. "Is it time to get up now Mommy?" Ella asked, sitting up and looking back at Buffy. "It is, you don't want to be late for school do you?" Buffy watched as Ella's face fell, "I don't like school" she murmured, coming over to Buffy and sitting on her lap. "Why not?" she asked, "I'd rather be at home, with you and Daddy, then go to school" "You have to go to school; otherwise you won't grow up to be a clever girl" Ella crawled off Buffy's lap and stayed quiet, and Buffy stood up. "Your uniforms in your wardrobe so get dressed and I'll make your breakfast, Ok?" "Ok" Buffy watched as Ella opened her wardrobe, before walking out of the room and closing the door softly behind her. She sighed, she never used to like school when she was younger either, but she had to go. She looked at her watch, it was nearly twenty past seven, better get cracking on that breakfast, Angel will be home in a minute and he'll be hungry she thought.
"Goodbye Ella" she said, as she dropped Ella off at the school gates, "Be good", she kissed her daughter on the cheek and watched her go into the playground, before driving away.
Buffy unlocked the door to her house and let herself in, closing it behind her. The groceries that she had bought on her way back from the school had been weighing her down, and she was glad to put them on the kitchen counter.
She heard Angel's snores coming from upstairs, he had obviously been so tired from his night at work that he had forgotten to close the door to their bedroom, she sighed as she quietly crept up the stairs and closed it for him, before going back downstairs again.
Angel,
I have just gone to the bar for a quick drink. I shouldn't be more then an hour.
Love,
Buffy
Buffy read the note in her head before sticking it to the fridge and heading out to her car. She often went out to the bar alone and always left a note for Angel so he wouldn't get worried, and this night was no different.
"Buffy, hi" the barmaid said in her usual cheery tone, "What can I get you?" "Screwdriver please" Buffy said, getting the money out of her purse as the barmaid poured her the drink. "That'll be three dollars please" she said, taking the money from Buffy and giving her the drink "Oh" Buffy heard the barmaid say as she was turning round "Buffy, I don't mean to alarm you but there is an absolutely gorgeous guy checking you out at the other end of the bar" Buffy looked at where the barmaid was pointing and saw an extremely handsome looking man looking over in her direction. His platinum blonde hair and black leather duster made him look tough and quite dangerous but his soft eyes showed Buffy a sensitive side to him. Just looking at him made her go weak at the knees, and she realised that not even Angel had ever made her feel that way before. Pushing all thoughts of Angel out of her mind, she walked over to him. "Hi" she said, noticing her voice was shaking and slightly higher than usual. "Hello" his voice was low and she noticed immediately that he was English. "My name's Buffy" she said, worried that she was going to fall over, she sat down on the bar stool next to him. "Spike" he said, a slow song began to play and couples got onto the dance floor and swayed in time to the music. "Would you like to dance?" he asked her, "Yes" she answered quickly, surprising them both, she picked up her drink and gulped it all down, slamming it back onto the bar when she had finished and he took her hand, leading her up to the floor. He was an amazing dancer, his hands rested around her waist and her arms were around his neck as they danced together, both completely oblivious to what was going on around them. After about a minute of the song, his hands moved downwards and groped her bum, squeezing ever so slightly but not enough for anyone except her to notice. She didn't pull away but smiled seductively at him, making him smile sexily back at her. God he's hot Buffy thought as the song ended and they walked off the dance floor and sat back down on their stools. "Do you want something else to drink Luv?" he asked her "What? Oh! Yeah, I'll have another screwdriver please" she could hardly get out one sentence without stammering as she looked at him "Come again Luv?" "Oh, I forgot you're English, vodka and orange" he smiled at her and ordered the drinks.
Three hours later Buffy staggered out of the bar, clinging onto Spike for support. Tripping over the kerb, she nearly made them both fall over but Spike steadied them, Buffy didn't think it was fair that, although he had had just as much drink as she had, he had managed to stay reasonably sober whilst she could barely stand. Shrugging the thought off, she lead him over to where her car was parked and took out her keys, just as she was getting in the car, she felt his had grab her wrist.
"Whoa! luv, you're not honestly suggesting driving yourself home are you?" she looked up into his eyes and saw genuine concern but also amusement there.
"Yeah, why shouldn't I?" she slurred, trying hard to get the keys to start the ignition but failing miserably.
He didn't answer her, but instead just picked her up out of the car, she didn't complain, but instead just wrapped her arms around his neck as he slammed the door shut and took out his own keys from his duster pocket.
"How far away do you live?" he asked her as he put her down when the car was out of view.
"Quite far" she lied, hoping that he would offer to drive her home or, even better, offer to let her spend the night at his place until she was sober enough to drive herself back home.
"Your car will still be here tomorrow" he said, seeing the hope in her eyes.
"Do you want to stay over at my place?" he said and she smiled seductively, "In the spare room" he quickly added, normally he wouldn't think twice about fucking a girl he hardly knew but Buffy was different, he actually liked her. "Sure" she said, her arms where still around his neck and he thought about kissing her, but she'd been drinking, and he knew she would regret it in the morning.
Angel tried to ring Buffy's mobile for the third time that evening, in the note she had said that she shouldn't be gone any longer then an hour, and she had now been out for five. Hi this is Buffy. I can't get to the phone right now but if you leave a message I'll get back to you as soon as I can, thank you.
Angel hung up and threw his phone across the room, smashing a vase in the process
"Where are you Buffy?" he said quietly to himself before going upstairs to check on Ella, at least he could be with one family member that night.
Please review my fic, if you do I'll love you forever if you don't then :P 2u.