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A/N: Update! Spike and Buffy's first date. How will it play out? Read to find out. Should be interesting.
Chapter 10:
"How does this look?" Buffy said coming out it yet another outfit. This one was dark denim low rise jeans and a black halter top with black leather boots.
"Black, don't want to clash with Spike too much now do you?" Anya said putting some more chips in her mouth. She and Dawn were held prisoners and asked about various outfits Buffy was trying on for her date with Spike.
"Right okay so I'm going to try on a new one." Buffy said.
"You have like an hour to get ready and you haven't taken a shower or done your hair. Why don't you let me and Anya worry about the outfit and you finish up." Dawn said.
"Your right. Okay I'm going to get in the shower." Buffy said as she walked out and over to the bathroom.
"Why is she so jittery? It isn't like her and Spike don't know almost everything about each other." Anya said.
"It's their first official date. After this there's no pretending that there isn't any feelings." Dawn said.
"Well she's being way too nervous and nitpicky." Anya said starting to look through Buff's clothes while Dawn searched as well.
"You go that right."
Buffy turned on the water to the shower with somewhat shaky hands. Why she was so nervous she would probably never know. She never remembered being this nervous with Angel or Riley or Parker or even Owen for that matter. And she knew Spike. It was a mystery to her. She wished that Spike was here, but he insisted on getting ready at Xander's. He said that it would offer him some time outside of the house and he wanted to be surprised for their first date.
Usually people who are barely going on their first date don't live together and Spike wanted to capture the magic. Nervousness was more like it. This had to be one of the most difficult things that Buffy would ever have to do. It had been so long since she had actually gone out on a date that she was worried she would forget how to act. It was all just so confusing. She washed herself up.
Memories flooded her mind. She remembered just a couple months ago before Spike left how caring he had been to her in this bathroom. It was filled with a lot of memories. He had treated her like something fragile and precious. He had asked her before he did anything and he had even been uncomfortable when he had to wash her. He had been so attentive and caring. Then he left her, but that was also for her. To get his soul so she could feel better about being with him.
So they could be together without her feeling dirty or bad. All he wanted was her. She had to give him this chance and more then that she needed to. She cared about him more then she could fully comprehend. Soul or no soul he was a good man that deserved her trust and love. Of course Buffy being Buffy couldn't give it to him just yet. So here they were taking it slow. Getting all nervous and excited over a date. Doing the normal thing.
As much as taking it slow benefited Spike it benefited Buffy just as much. She was afraid of getting hurt and of Spike leaving her when she finally decided to open her heart to him. Her track record with men was not a pretty one. She had opened her heart to Angel and he turned evil. Not to mention that when he did come back from hell they were together and he left her again. Then she had taken it fast with Parker and everyone knew how that turned out. Then there was Riley. She had given him everything that she had and it wasn't enough. Was it her fault that he left?
She may never know. Maybe she hadn't been that open, but that's who she was. Slayers were never open and he couldn't just accept the quantity of openness that she was willing to give to him. In the end it was no ones fault because they just weren't meant to be. Of course no matter how much she wanted to cover up the start of this clam-like behavior she knew the root. It was her dad. It was always the dad wasn't it? How weird that it was even for the Slayer.
Buffy dried herself off and started to blow-dry her hair. She had no idea of what she was going to do with her hair. Anything would do when it's Spike. He thought that she was beautiful with her hair in a ponytail wearing her Doublemeat Palace uniform. She knew that he liked it best when her hair was doing that wavy-bouncy thing. Buffy plugged in her curling iron and waited for it to heat up. It quickly did so and she being to make slight waves in her hair. She waited on the makeup to see what Dawn and Anya had picked out for her. With her towel wrapped around her she walked out into her room.
"Okay so what did you pick for me to wear?" Buffy said to Anya and Dawn.
"Light wear." Dawn said holding up light denim low-rise jeans, a green peasant top, and corkscrew sandals. Anya held up selected accessories, which included a cross with green stones, emerald earrings, and a few green bracelets.
"Nice. Now leave so I can get dressed and finish up."
"A thank you would have been nice." Dawn and Anya muttered under their breath. Buffy choose to ignore them and finish getting ready. She put on the outfit and accessories and got started on her makeup. Her mind wondered to what Spike might be doing at this moment.
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"How do I look?" Spike asked somewhat nervously. He had spent at least an hour getting ready and had changed his outfit at least twice. Xander and him had to make a stop at Spike's old crypt. Clem was still occupying it and he had been glad to see Spike. Spike had gathered all of his belongs that were still left at the crypt and then they had went to Xander's. Xander looked up from the TV to see Spike. He had a beer in his hand and was getting annoyed by Spike continually asking him that question.
"You look just spiffy." Xander said and then glued his eyes back onto the TV.
"Are you sure?" Spike said trying to get his hair perfect. He had been ignoring it for quiet some time now and it was unruly. He knew that Buffy liked it mussed, but he wanted to make it look presentable.
"Yes already." Xander said a bit snidely.
"So this shirts okay?" Spike said.
"Yes that color really brings out your eyes." Xander said sarcastically.
Spike looked down at his clothes again. He was wearing baggy dark denim jeans and a light blue shirt.
"You sure the pants are okay?" Spike wasn't used to loose pants. He had borrowed some from Xander.
"Yes the pants are good."
"Maybe I should jus' wear my regular black ones. Although 'm tryin' to be different. Jus' not sure."
"I'm sure that one of your black jeans will match."
"You sure s'not to much black?"
"No you have to be you."
"Okay 'll be right back." Spike said as he walked back into Xander's room.
"That is one hopeless guy." Xander said under his breath.
"I heard that, Harris. Vampire hearin' an' all that rot." Spike yelled from Xander's room. He quickly changed his pants and laced up his combat boots.
"Okay so now how do I look?" Spike asked Xander.
"Fine you look fucking-fantastic."
"No need ta be snappy."
"You've been very annoying for these past few hours. What's the big deal?"
"Whas the big deal! 'S Buffy's firs' date and mine. 'Ve never been this nervous 'bout anythin' in my life."
"Just be the guy that Buffy. liked." Xander said. He didn't know where they were in their relationship.
"Oi right! I can't s'actly be that guy again. The soul an' all. 'M different an' I don't know if I can be that guy. This is bloody ridiculous! I shouldn't be nervous over this, should I?"
"I can say this much being nervous about this is perfectly normal. You're all in love with Buffy and you want her to feel the same. Damn there's more of that help Spike shit that keeps coming out of my mouth. I swear it means apocalypse." Xander said.
"So you and Demon Girl watchin' the Bit?"
"Anya is. She probably doesn't want me there. I figured another Saturday night alone is what the doctor ordered."
"'Ave you even tried to patch thins' up?"
"Sure. well in the beginning. I just don't know where to start now. I mean I love her so much, but let's face it I did the worst thing imaginable to a girl. I walked out on her on our wedding day. I don't know if there's any fixing that."
"'M sure there hasta be. I can tell that she still loves you, but she's hurtin'. Don't jus' let her go cause she thinks that whas' best for her was nothin' to do with you."
"Speaking from experience I presume."
"Actually yes I am. Buffy thought that I shouldn't be part of her life and I jus' didn't mope around and except that as an answer. No way, I pushed an' eventually she realized that we are good together. Course it took me gettin' my soul, but it was worth it. Do whatever it takes, mate."
"Okay so let's say I perfect the art of wooing her. What then? Where do we start."
"From the beginnin'. Thas' always a good place to start. No you're sure I look okay?"
"Yes you look fine. Go out and have a good night. Just remember if you hurt her."
"You'll stake me good and proper. Heard that one a million times before. Get a new tune, Harris."
"How about I behead you?"
"Gettin' there. Think 'bout it so more an' maybe it'll come ta you." Spike said grabbing his duster and putting it on.
"What 'bout the hair?" Spike said pointing to his hair. He had decided to leave it be and let it stay at that spiky look.
"Looks different from the usual gelled back hairdo."
"Okay so everythin' is good. All right 'm gonna go now. See you round tomorrow for some research, whelp."
"Whatever Dead Boy Jr."
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Spike stopped his Desoto in front of Buffy's house. The sun was down and everything was about to get started.
Okay mate how hard can it be? You go in there, get the woman you love and take her to dinner. That simple. Jus' get out of the car firs'.
Spike took a deep unneeded breath and opened his car door. He walked up Buffy's walkway and knocked on the front door. It felt weird to be knocking on the door instead of just going inside. Dawn answered the door.
"Oh you're here already." Dawn said.
"'M I too early?" Spike said with a hint of nervousness.
"No Buffy's just late. Come inside. Whoa that sounded weird."
"No whattcha' mean, Nib."
"Well anyway Anya and I were just watching TV. She's taking forever to get ready. I'll tell her you're here. Have a seat. Again that was weird." Spike stepped inside and walked over to the couch. Anya sat on the couch totally engrossed in a TV show.
"Are you nervous?" Anya asked without even bothering to look at Spike.
"A lil' bit." Spike said as honestly as he could manage. A whole lot would be a more correct statement.
"Don't be. Should be a walk in the park for two people who've done it a whole bunch of times."
"Comforting." Spike said sarcastically. Leave it to Anya to be blunt. Spike tried to focus on the TV until Buffy came downstairs.
Meanwhile Dawn had walked into Buffy's room.
"He's here." Dawn said.
"Oh god! How do I look?"
"Fabulous. Should let me pick your clothes more often."
"Really everything looks fine. Nothing out of place?"
"That would be correct. You look good. Spike is going to drool all over you not that he doesn't already."
"Should I bring a jacket?"
"No it looks fairly warm and that's a long sleeve blouse."
"Okay so I have my purse and I look okay." Buffy took a deep breath.
"Okay I'm going." Dawn could have laughed as she saw her sister's slightly worried slightly nervous face. She watched Buffy leave the room and walk down the stairs. Buffy made it down the stairs and looked around the room for Spike he was sitting on the couch talking to Anya about something.
He looked good. He was wearing the usual duster and black pants with combat boots. His hair was doing that spiky thing it did when he had just finished a good fight or when he woke up in the morning. He stood up when he sensed her presence. Instead of a black shirt he was wearing a blue one that brought out his eyes. All in all he looked good.
Spike was sitting watching TV and discussing something of no importance when he smelled vanilla. It was Buffy's smell. He stood up and saw her. If he had breath she would certainly take it away. Although she wasn't totally dressed up it was the most dressed up he had seen her in a while. She was wearing a green blouse that made her eyes shine brighter and jeans that hugged all her curves. Her hair was wavy just the way he liked it. She was beautiful.
"Hey." Buffy said. It was a slightly nervous hey, but her nerves settled a little just by being near him.
"Hello cutie." Spike said with some of his old confidence coming back.
"So were are we going? Or is it still a secret?"
"It is still a secret. We better get going. We'll be back later. Take care all." Spike said grabbing Buffy's hand and taking her outside and for the start of their first date.
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"So Dawn and I were only at home one time and I think I was like thirteen and she was eight. Anyway we decided to make this cake and we can't cook for beans. Even though it was one of those already-made-just-add-water cakes we messed it up big time. The kitchen was a total mess. I think I got grounded for a whole month." Buffy said. She and Spike had been swapping stories of their youth and laughing all night.
"'S odd how much of a kid you were before becoming the slayer. I never thought 'bout how slayers were before their calling." Spike said.
"Well I never thought about a vampires life before they were vampires if that is any consolation." Buffy said taking another sip of wine. Spike had surprised her by taking to a nice little French restaurant right outside of town. Everything had been so perfect.
"So you go."
"I don't think that I have anything else to say about my life. It was pretty boring."
Okay so there was one thing that I should tell her, but I don't think that this is the most appropriate place ta do this. Spike thought.
"You sure? I think we could drudge up some old sordid details of your life." Buffy said.
"No like 've said before, luv, my life was quiet and borin'. You know everything there is ta know 'bout William." Spike said taking a bite of his dessert. It was a piece of chocolate cake.
"Everything? Wow your life was boring if I already know everything." Buffy said sarcastically.
"What don't you know, pet?"
"Your full name."
"Well that is somethin' that I buried a long time ago."
"Oh come on Spiky you can tell me." Buffy said as she slipped one foot out of her sandal and slide it up Spike's leg.
"Christ Summers!"
"You sure you don't want to tell me?"
"How am I s'posed ta think wif you doing that?"
"Just tell me and we won't have this problem."
"No. bloody hell all right it's Flannery."
"See that wasn't so bad and it's a very nice name. William Flannery."
"Yeah enough wif the name."
"Is that your whole name?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have a middle name?"
"Nope." Spike tried to lie unsuccessfully.
"Please don't try to lie to me. You're very bad at it."
"Okay so I have a middle name."
"What is it?"
"You gonna torture me?"
"Most likely.
"All right then 'll tell you. 'S David."
"So your name is William David Flannery?"
"Yes."
"That's a pretty name."
"Pretty?"
"Sorry ruggedly handsome. Better?"
"Yeah."
"Mmm that cake looks good." Buffy said.
"You want some pet?"
"Yeah is it good?"
"Delicious. Open up." Spike took a forkful of cake and fed it to Buffy.
"Mmm that is good." Buffy said after she was done with the piece of cake.
"Would you like the check, Mister?" a waiter asked Spike.
"Yes I think we are 'bout ready to leave."
"All right I'll be right back with the check."
"So do you have anything planned after this?" Buffy asked.
"I was thinkin' maybe we could either go see a movie or go ta the Bronze. Ladies choice."
"It's been forever since I've been to the Bronze. We could dance."
"Well that sounds great."
"Here you go sir," the waiter said handing Spike the check, "And have a nice night."
Spike looked at the check and took out some cash.
"You okay? Can you pay for it?" Buffy asked.
"Yes 'm fine. I do 'ave some money." Spike said.
"Where?"
"I swung by the crypt taday and got the rest of my stuff."
"Oh well if you're sure."
"Yes 'm sure pet." Spike counted out the right amount of bills and said, "Okay let's go."
"Lead the way." Buffy said taking his hand in hers.
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"Well at least we got a spot." Buffy said as they entered the Bronze.
"Yeah so would you like a drink or should we dance."
"I think that we should just head straight to dancing. Had enough alcohol for one night." Buffy said leading Spike to the dance floor. At first Spike was a little nervous about what to do. Sure he had danced before, but it had been a while. Buffy could see his shyness and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. Spike placed his hands on her waist. They stood like that swaying in the rhythm of the music. Buffy's head rested on Spike chest and she breathed in his scent. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol was absent but there was still that leather smell and the one that smelled like the ocean, which was probably his cologne. She could drift to sleep in his arms. For some reason she felt so small and delicate when in his arms. She felt so safe and protected. She couldn't remember the last time a man made her feel that way.
Spike held Buffy close to him. She fit so perfectly with him. She was his golden goddess. Everything about her screamed perfect. He loved her more then anything in this world. He could tell that her eyes were closed and she had just taken a deep breath. Spike rested his chin atop her head and closed his eyes. When he was around her he could pretend that there wasn't anything but them.
That they were the only two people alive in the world. The fact that she was letting him have this chance made him want to sing from the rooftops. Okay maybe shout because he just had an awful taste in his mouth about singing since Xander's little summoning demon phase. If he could stay like this forever he would be pleased. If he died in Buffy's arms he would die a very happy vampire.
The song ended, but Buffy and Spike were oblivious. All that really matter was each other. They stayed on the dance floor for the whole night until it was close to midnight. Spike and Buffy didn't talk the entire time. It wasn't one of those uncomfortable silences. It was a totally comfortable one.
"We should really be going." Buffy said.
"Yeah I think that would be good. Demon Girl would probably wanna go home and sleep in her own bed for once." Spike said.
"Yeah let's go take that long journey to the car."
"Hey it isn't my fault there wasn't any good spots."
"Didn't say it was, baby, but we should go." Spike was still a little shocked every time she called him a pet name like honey or baby. He grabbed Buffy's hand and they walked outside. Once Buffy was outside she cursed herself for listening to Dawn. It was a chilly night and she didn't have a coat. She shivered slightly, but it was enough for Spike to notice.
"Cold, luv."
"A little." Spike took off his duster and wrapped it around her.
"Better?"
"Yeah." Buffy said. Buffy loved Spike's duster and to have it wrapped around her was sending her over the edge. It had Spike-smell on it. She shivered again and Spike noticed.
"Still cold, luv?"
"Yeah a little." Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy's waist and held her close to him as they walked to his car.
"Better?" Spike said in Buffy's ear. The feel of his cold breath on her skin was sending tingles down her spine.
"Um-hum," was all Buffy managed to say. Spike placed his head in the crock of Buffy's neck. They were halfway to the car when Spike raised his head and stopped.
"What's wrong." Buffy said.
"Don't you feel that?" Spike said. He could hear and smell a vampire close by. There was also something else that he couldn't make out. Buffy focused and felt the hairs on the back of her neck stick up that indicated a vamp was near. She had blocked out the feeling because Spike was there, but now she could tell that it wasn't Spike.
"Yeah where do you think they are?"
"In one of these warehouses." Spike answered, "Any weapons?"
"You think that the Slayer goes out unprepared? I always have at least two stakes in my purse. Are you sure that you're up to the challenge?"
"It's one fledging."
"It's eerie how you can tell that."
"Vampire senses. Let's go."
Spike and Buffy made their way to the warehouse where the vampire was located.
"Okay luv are you ready to take on this vamp?"
"Oh see I knew that they would fall for the whole defenseless vampire slash innocent victim thing. Good guys are so predictable," a voice said. The dark warehouse lit up with light revealing Willow, a few of her followers and a couple of vampires. "Well this should be fun." Willow said.
A/N: I know, I know, it's a cliffhanger. It's the first cliffhanger I've ever written, so tell me what you think. Reviewing is very valued by this writer. So will our favorite heroes make it out alive? What do you think? Can't just put Buffy and Spike together and then rip them apart. Beware that in the next chapter I will bring in one of my own characters. Just have to wait until the next update.
Distribution: If it's that good go ahead. Remember to ask first
Spoilers: Not really
A/N: Update! Spike and Buffy's first date. How will it play out? Read to find out. Should be interesting.
Chapter 10:
"How does this look?" Buffy said coming out it yet another outfit. This one was dark denim low rise jeans and a black halter top with black leather boots.
"Black, don't want to clash with Spike too much now do you?" Anya said putting some more chips in her mouth. She and Dawn were held prisoners and asked about various outfits Buffy was trying on for her date with Spike.
"Right okay so I'm going to try on a new one." Buffy said.
"You have like an hour to get ready and you haven't taken a shower or done your hair. Why don't you let me and Anya worry about the outfit and you finish up." Dawn said.
"Your right. Okay I'm going to get in the shower." Buffy said as she walked out and over to the bathroom.
"Why is she so jittery? It isn't like her and Spike don't know almost everything about each other." Anya said.
"It's their first official date. After this there's no pretending that there isn't any feelings." Dawn said.
"Well she's being way too nervous and nitpicky." Anya said starting to look through Buff's clothes while Dawn searched as well.
"You go that right."
Buffy turned on the water to the shower with somewhat shaky hands. Why she was so nervous she would probably never know. She never remembered being this nervous with Angel or Riley or Parker or even Owen for that matter. And she knew Spike. It was a mystery to her. She wished that Spike was here, but he insisted on getting ready at Xander's. He said that it would offer him some time outside of the house and he wanted to be surprised for their first date.
Usually people who are barely going on their first date don't live together and Spike wanted to capture the magic. Nervousness was more like it. This had to be one of the most difficult things that Buffy would ever have to do. It had been so long since she had actually gone out on a date that she was worried she would forget how to act. It was all just so confusing. She washed herself up.
Memories flooded her mind. She remembered just a couple months ago before Spike left how caring he had been to her in this bathroom. It was filled with a lot of memories. He had treated her like something fragile and precious. He had asked her before he did anything and he had even been uncomfortable when he had to wash her. He had been so attentive and caring. Then he left her, but that was also for her. To get his soul so she could feel better about being with him.
So they could be together without her feeling dirty or bad. All he wanted was her. She had to give him this chance and more then that she needed to. She cared about him more then she could fully comprehend. Soul or no soul he was a good man that deserved her trust and love. Of course Buffy being Buffy couldn't give it to him just yet. So here they were taking it slow. Getting all nervous and excited over a date. Doing the normal thing.
As much as taking it slow benefited Spike it benefited Buffy just as much. She was afraid of getting hurt and of Spike leaving her when she finally decided to open her heart to him. Her track record with men was not a pretty one. She had opened her heart to Angel and he turned evil. Not to mention that when he did come back from hell they were together and he left her again. Then she had taken it fast with Parker and everyone knew how that turned out. Then there was Riley. She had given him everything that she had and it wasn't enough. Was it her fault that he left?
She may never know. Maybe she hadn't been that open, but that's who she was. Slayers were never open and he couldn't just accept the quantity of openness that she was willing to give to him. In the end it was no ones fault because they just weren't meant to be. Of course no matter how much she wanted to cover up the start of this clam-like behavior she knew the root. It was her dad. It was always the dad wasn't it? How weird that it was even for the Slayer.
Buffy dried herself off and started to blow-dry her hair. She had no idea of what she was going to do with her hair. Anything would do when it's Spike. He thought that she was beautiful with her hair in a ponytail wearing her Doublemeat Palace uniform. She knew that he liked it best when her hair was doing that wavy-bouncy thing. Buffy plugged in her curling iron and waited for it to heat up. It quickly did so and she being to make slight waves in her hair. She waited on the makeup to see what Dawn and Anya had picked out for her. With her towel wrapped around her she walked out into her room.
"Okay so what did you pick for me to wear?" Buffy said to Anya and Dawn.
"Light wear." Dawn said holding up light denim low-rise jeans, a green peasant top, and corkscrew sandals. Anya held up selected accessories, which included a cross with green stones, emerald earrings, and a few green bracelets.
"Nice. Now leave so I can get dressed and finish up."
"A thank you would have been nice." Dawn and Anya muttered under their breath. Buffy choose to ignore them and finish getting ready. She put on the outfit and accessories and got started on her makeup. Her mind wondered to what Spike might be doing at this moment.
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"How do I look?" Spike asked somewhat nervously. He had spent at least an hour getting ready and had changed his outfit at least twice. Xander and him had to make a stop at Spike's old crypt. Clem was still occupying it and he had been glad to see Spike. Spike had gathered all of his belongs that were still left at the crypt and then they had went to Xander's. Xander looked up from the TV to see Spike. He had a beer in his hand and was getting annoyed by Spike continually asking him that question.
"You look just spiffy." Xander said and then glued his eyes back onto the TV.
"Are you sure?" Spike said trying to get his hair perfect. He had been ignoring it for quiet some time now and it was unruly. He knew that Buffy liked it mussed, but he wanted to make it look presentable.
"Yes already." Xander said a bit snidely.
"So this shirts okay?" Spike said.
"Yes that color really brings out your eyes." Xander said sarcastically.
Spike looked down at his clothes again. He was wearing baggy dark denim jeans and a light blue shirt.
"You sure the pants are okay?" Spike wasn't used to loose pants. He had borrowed some from Xander.
"Yes the pants are good."
"Maybe I should jus' wear my regular black ones. Although 'm tryin' to be different. Jus' not sure."
"I'm sure that one of your black jeans will match."
"You sure s'not to much black?"
"No you have to be you."
"Okay 'll be right back." Spike said as he walked back into Xander's room.
"That is one hopeless guy." Xander said under his breath.
"I heard that, Harris. Vampire hearin' an' all that rot." Spike yelled from Xander's room. He quickly changed his pants and laced up his combat boots.
"Okay so now how do I look?" Spike asked Xander.
"Fine you look fucking-fantastic."
"No need ta be snappy."
"You've been very annoying for these past few hours. What's the big deal?"
"Whas the big deal! 'S Buffy's firs' date and mine. 'Ve never been this nervous 'bout anythin' in my life."
"Just be the guy that Buffy. liked." Xander said. He didn't know where they were in their relationship.
"Oi right! I can't s'actly be that guy again. The soul an' all. 'M different an' I don't know if I can be that guy. This is bloody ridiculous! I shouldn't be nervous over this, should I?"
"I can say this much being nervous about this is perfectly normal. You're all in love with Buffy and you want her to feel the same. Damn there's more of that help Spike shit that keeps coming out of my mouth. I swear it means apocalypse." Xander said.
"So you and Demon Girl watchin' the Bit?"
"Anya is. She probably doesn't want me there. I figured another Saturday night alone is what the doctor ordered."
"'Ave you even tried to patch thins' up?"
"Sure. well in the beginning. I just don't know where to start now. I mean I love her so much, but let's face it I did the worst thing imaginable to a girl. I walked out on her on our wedding day. I don't know if there's any fixing that."
"'M sure there hasta be. I can tell that she still loves you, but she's hurtin'. Don't jus' let her go cause she thinks that whas' best for her was nothin' to do with you."
"Speaking from experience I presume."
"Actually yes I am. Buffy thought that I shouldn't be part of her life and I jus' didn't mope around and except that as an answer. No way, I pushed an' eventually she realized that we are good together. Course it took me gettin' my soul, but it was worth it. Do whatever it takes, mate."
"Okay so let's say I perfect the art of wooing her. What then? Where do we start."
"From the beginnin'. Thas' always a good place to start. No you're sure I look okay?"
"Yes you look fine. Go out and have a good night. Just remember if you hurt her."
"You'll stake me good and proper. Heard that one a million times before. Get a new tune, Harris."
"How about I behead you?"
"Gettin' there. Think 'bout it so more an' maybe it'll come ta you." Spike said grabbing his duster and putting it on.
"What 'bout the hair?" Spike said pointing to his hair. He had decided to leave it be and let it stay at that spiky look.
"Looks different from the usual gelled back hairdo."
"Okay so everythin' is good. All right 'm gonna go now. See you round tomorrow for some research, whelp."
"Whatever Dead Boy Jr."
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Spike stopped his Desoto in front of Buffy's house. The sun was down and everything was about to get started.
Okay mate how hard can it be? You go in there, get the woman you love and take her to dinner. That simple. Jus' get out of the car firs'.
Spike took a deep unneeded breath and opened his car door. He walked up Buffy's walkway and knocked on the front door. It felt weird to be knocking on the door instead of just going inside. Dawn answered the door.
"Oh you're here already." Dawn said.
"'M I too early?" Spike said with a hint of nervousness.
"No Buffy's just late. Come inside. Whoa that sounded weird."
"No whattcha' mean, Nib."
"Well anyway Anya and I were just watching TV. She's taking forever to get ready. I'll tell her you're here. Have a seat. Again that was weird." Spike stepped inside and walked over to the couch. Anya sat on the couch totally engrossed in a TV show.
"Are you nervous?" Anya asked without even bothering to look at Spike.
"A lil' bit." Spike said as honestly as he could manage. A whole lot would be a more correct statement.
"Don't be. Should be a walk in the park for two people who've done it a whole bunch of times."
"Comforting." Spike said sarcastically. Leave it to Anya to be blunt. Spike tried to focus on the TV until Buffy came downstairs.
Meanwhile Dawn had walked into Buffy's room.
"He's here." Dawn said.
"Oh god! How do I look?"
"Fabulous. Should let me pick your clothes more often."
"Really everything looks fine. Nothing out of place?"
"That would be correct. You look good. Spike is going to drool all over you not that he doesn't already."
"Should I bring a jacket?"
"No it looks fairly warm and that's a long sleeve blouse."
"Okay so I have my purse and I look okay." Buffy took a deep breath.
"Okay I'm going." Dawn could have laughed as she saw her sister's slightly worried slightly nervous face. She watched Buffy leave the room and walk down the stairs. Buffy made it down the stairs and looked around the room for Spike he was sitting on the couch talking to Anya about something.
He looked good. He was wearing the usual duster and black pants with combat boots. His hair was doing that spiky thing it did when he had just finished a good fight or when he woke up in the morning. He stood up when he sensed her presence. Instead of a black shirt he was wearing a blue one that brought out his eyes. All in all he looked good.
Spike was sitting watching TV and discussing something of no importance when he smelled vanilla. It was Buffy's smell. He stood up and saw her. If he had breath she would certainly take it away. Although she wasn't totally dressed up it was the most dressed up he had seen her in a while. She was wearing a green blouse that made her eyes shine brighter and jeans that hugged all her curves. Her hair was wavy just the way he liked it. She was beautiful.
"Hey." Buffy said. It was a slightly nervous hey, but her nerves settled a little just by being near him.
"Hello cutie." Spike said with some of his old confidence coming back.
"So were are we going? Or is it still a secret?"
"It is still a secret. We better get going. We'll be back later. Take care all." Spike said grabbing Buffy's hand and taking her outside and for the start of their first date.
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"So Dawn and I were only at home one time and I think I was like thirteen and she was eight. Anyway we decided to make this cake and we can't cook for beans. Even though it was one of those already-made-just-add-water cakes we messed it up big time. The kitchen was a total mess. I think I got grounded for a whole month." Buffy said. She and Spike had been swapping stories of their youth and laughing all night.
"'S odd how much of a kid you were before becoming the slayer. I never thought 'bout how slayers were before their calling." Spike said.
"Well I never thought about a vampires life before they were vampires if that is any consolation." Buffy said taking another sip of wine. Spike had surprised her by taking to a nice little French restaurant right outside of town. Everything had been so perfect.
"So you go."
"I don't think that I have anything else to say about my life. It was pretty boring."
Okay so there was one thing that I should tell her, but I don't think that this is the most appropriate place ta do this. Spike thought.
"You sure? I think we could drudge up some old sordid details of your life." Buffy said.
"No like 've said before, luv, my life was quiet and borin'. You know everything there is ta know 'bout William." Spike said taking a bite of his dessert. It was a piece of chocolate cake.
"Everything? Wow your life was boring if I already know everything." Buffy said sarcastically.
"What don't you know, pet?"
"Your full name."
"Well that is somethin' that I buried a long time ago."
"Oh come on Spiky you can tell me." Buffy said as she slipped one foot out of her sandal and slide it up Spike's leg.
"Christ Summers!"
"You sure you don't want to tell me?"
"How am I s'posed ta think wif you doing that?"
"Just tell me and we won't have this problem."
"No. bloody hell all right it's Flannery."
"See that wasn't so bad and it's a very nice name. William Flannery."
"Yeah enough wif the name."
"Is that your whole name?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have a middle name?"
"Nope." Spike tried to lie unsuccessfully.
"Please don't try to lie to me. You're very bad at it."
"Okay so I have a middle name."
"What is it?"
"You gonna torture me?"
"Most likely.
"All right then 'll tell you. 'S David."
"So your name is William David Flannery?"
"Yes."
"That's a pretty name."
"Pretty?"
"Sorry ruggedly handsome. Better?"
"Yeah."
"Mmm that cake looks good." Buffy said.
"You want some pet?"
"Yeah is it good?"
"Delicious. Open up." Spike took a forkful of cake and fed it to Buffy.
"Mmm that is good." Buffy said after she was done with the piece of cake.
"Would you like the check, Mister?" a waiter asked Spike.
"Yes I think we are 'bout ready to leave."
"All right I'll be right back with the check."
"So do you have anything planned after this?" Buffy asked.
"I was thinkin' maybe we could either go see a movie or go ta the Bronze. Ladies choice."
"It's been forever since I've been to the Bronze. We could dance."
"Well that sounds great."
"Here you go sir," the waiter said handing Spike the check, "And have a nice night."
Spike looked at the check and took out some cash.
"You okay? Can you pay for it?" Buffy asked.
"Yes 'm fine. I do 'ave some money." Spike said.
"Where?"
"I swung by the crypt taday and got the rest of my stuff."
"Oh well if you're sure."
"Yes 'm sure pet." Spike counted out the right amount of bills and said, "Okay let's go."
"Lead the way." Buffy said taking his hand in hers.
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"Well at least we got a spot." Buffy said as they entered the Bronze.
"Yeah so would you like a drink or should we dance."
"I think that we should just head straight to dancing. Had enough alcohol for one night." Buffy said leading Spike to the dance floor. At first Spike was a little nervous about what to do. Sure he had danced before, but it had been a while. Buffy could see his shyness and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. Spike placed his hands on her waist. They stood like that swaying in the rhythm of the music. Buffy's head rested on Spike chest and she breathed in his scent. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol was absent but there was still that leather smell and the one that smelled like the ocean, which was probably his cologne. She could drift to sleep in his arms. For some reason she felt so small and delicate when in his arms. She felt so safe and protected. She couldn't remember the last time a man made her feel that way.
Spike held Buffy close to him. She fit so perfectly with him. She was his golden goddess. Everything about her screamed perfect. He loved her more then anything in this world. He could tell that her eyes were closed and she had just taken a deep breath. Spike rested his chin atop her head and closed his eyes. When he was around her he could pretend that there wasn't anything but them.
That they were the only two people alive in the world. The fact that she was letting him have this chance made him want to sing from the rooftops. Okay maybe shout because he just had an awful taste in his mouth about singing since Xander's little summoning demon phase. If he could stay like this forever he would be pleased. If he died in Buffy's arms he would die a very happy vampire.
The song ended, but Buffy and Spike were oblivious. All that really matter was each other. They stayed on the dance floor for the whole night until it was close to midnight. Spike and Buffy didn't talk the entire time. It wasn't one of those uncomfortable silences. It was a totally comfortable one.
"We should really be going." Buffy said.
"Yeah I think that would be good. Demon Girl would probably wanna go home and sleep in her own bed for once." Spike said.
"Yeah let's go take that long journey to the car."
"Hey it isn't my fault there wasn't any good spots."
"Didn't say it was, baby, but we should go." Spike was still a little shocked every time she called him a pet name like honey or baby. He grabbed Buffy's hand and they walked outside. Once Buffy was outside she cursed herself for listening to Dawn. It was a chilly night and she didn't have a coat. She shivered slightly, but it was enough for Spike to notice.
"Cold, luv."
"A little." Spike took off his duster and wrapped it around her.
"Better?"
"Yeah." Buffy said. Buffy loved Spike's duster and to have it wrapped around her was sending her over the edge. It had Spike-smell on it. She shivered again and Spike noticed.
"Still cold, luv?"
"Yeah a little." Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy's waist and held her close to him as they walked to his car.
"Better?" Spike said in Buffy's ear. The feel of his cold breath on her skin was sending tingles down her spine.
"Um-hum," was all Buffy managed to say. Spike placed his head in the crock of Buffy's neck. They were halfway to the car when Spike raised his head and stopped.
"What's wrong." Buffy said.
"Don't you feel that?" Spike said. He could hear and smell a vampire close by. There was also something else that he couldn't make out. Buffy focused and felt the hairs on the back of her neck stick up that indicated a vamp was near. She had blocked out the feeling because Spike was there, but now she could tell that it wasn't Spike.
"Yeah where do you think they are?"
"In one of these warehouses." Spike answered, "Any weapons?"
"You think that the Slayer goes out unprepared? I always have at least two stakes in my purse. Are you sure that you're up to the challenge?"
"It's one fledging."
"It's eerie how you can tell that."
"Vampire senses. Let's go."
Spike and Buffy made their way to the warehouse where the vampire was located.
"Okay luv are you ready to take on this vamp?"
"Oh see I knew that they would fall for the whole defenseless vampire slash innocent victim thing. Good guys are so predictable," a voice said. The dark warehouse lit up with light revealing Willow, a few of her followers and a couple of vampires. "Well this should be fun." Willow said.
A/N: I know, I know, it's a cliffhanger. It's the first cliffhanger I've ever written, so tell me what you think. Reviewing is very valued by this writer. So will our favorite heroes make it out alive? What do you think? Can't just put Buffy and Spike together and then rip them apart. Beware that in the next chapter I will bring in one of my own characters. Just have to wait until the next update.
