Buffy is alone at the back of the camping car. She doesn't know where they are going, but it's fine, it lets her time to order her thoughts. What to do next ? If only they could hide until the end of the time' s ritual. If only she could find a weakness in Glory, if only her life wasn't sucking so much...Oh god ! I'm in the middle of nowhere whith a Hell God after me and only one guy to help.
She smiles at the thouht of Spike with his funny glasses. She feels safe when he is with her, how ironic, this vampire mades her feel safe ! More so than with any other guy she has been with, even Angel ! With Angel, it was always so scary, whenever she saw him, it was for warning her of another threat. He sometimes made her feel safe, but not so much as Spike. He is always here when I need him.
She hears a knock at the door. « come in, Spike ! »
« Hi ! Pet, how did you know it was me ? »
« I always know when you are near, Slayer sense's I suppose »
He frowns at her answer, but decides to drop the subject for the time being.
« You are allright ? » he says concern.
« If I say yes, you would believe me ? »
« No, not really ! I see you've not lost you sens of humour ! »
« It's all I've got now, I don't know what to do, I can't stop this bitch, so I'm running away. You must think I'm a chicken... »
« No ! Absolut-fucking'ly not, don't say that ! It takes strengh to admit when you have lost a battle, but it doesn't mean you have lost the war. Every warrior face defeat one day, it's how you handle it that count. » He says sitting beside her and taking her hands in his. His thumbs makes little circles on the back of her hands.
« I'm not handling it very well, I'm running away, Spike ! »
« You do what you have to do, luv, what good would it make if all your friends was near this bitch now, she would destroy them, like Tara, to get to you. I don't know if it was the right decision, but nobody had another solution, so don't get your knickers in a twist about it. »
She smiles sadly and put her head on his shoulder.
« You should take a nap, you are exhausted, luv. I will wake you up, if something happen. »
Too tired to make a comment, she shuts her eyes, and is soon asleep. Spike puts one arm around her and lay down on the couch taking her with him. Her head is now on his chest and he is tracing small patterns on her arm. His nose is near her hairs and he inhales softly, breathing in her scent. He knows he can't stay long, because of the scoobies. But he takes a few more minutes to bask in her scent and the contact of her body against his. Oh love ! The things you do to me ! If only you could see how much I love you ! I would do anything for you ! I would die for you, you know...
In the other room, he hears Xander start complaining: « What does the Bleach undead do with Buffy, I'm going to see if she is allright, I don't trust him ! »
Spike disantangles himself as gently and as fast as he can, and kiss Buffy on her forehead before running at the door. He opens it to find Harris ready to burst in.
« Spike ! What are you... »
« Hush,Whelp ! The slayer is sleeping ! » he says as low as possible.
« Oh ! Okay... » Spike shut the door, slowly.
Spike ignores him and goes sit on the floor next to Willow, who is occupying Tara with a play of cards.
Harris sits next to Dawn and fixes Spike with hatred.
« So bleach boy, your conversation is so annoying that Buffy has fell asleep ? »
« Think whatever you want, Whelp ! At least she is secure enough with me to sleep when I am in the room, is that what annoyes you so ? »
Xander is speechless for a minute.
« Well that's only because she knows that you are harmless, Fangless ! » he answers with a smirk.
« Yeah ! Harmless against humans, but surely not against demons and Hellgod ! What is it with you Harris ? Affraid I could take your place alongside her, it's sting to know that it will never be you, that you will never be the man for her ! »
« You are not a man, Spike ! You're just a monster, she tolerates you only because you are muscles for her and nothing more, stop dreaming Fangface, you are pathetic ! »
With a roar, Spike slips into game face and pins him to the wall, strangling him.
« Don't forget I'm a Master Vampire, Whelp, if I had wanted, I could have sent minions to kill you a long time ago, the chip in my head triggers only if I want to harm, but minions killing you would have done nothing to me. I choose not to kill, the chip has nothing to do with it, so sod off ! » He relaxes his grip and let Harris takes his breath. Gazing straight in his eyes, Spike returns to his human features, turns his back on him and sits on the couch besides Dawn.
