AN: I have pictures of how I picture Cassidy if anyone is interested. I hope I'm getting better at Spike speak... if not, someone find me a translator or something. LoL
The Reincarnation
Ch.2
"Okay, both you stop before I have to endure a vampire pissing contest in the entryway of my home," Cassidy glared at both of them. "Angel decided to come for a visit apparently after learning of my condition." She motioned to Spike. "He has been on our side for some time now. He has recently regained his soul as well." She smiled humorlessly at Angel. "You're no longer so special."
"You had Willow do the curse on him, too?" Angel asked curiously and then got a small smile. "So he can't have the complete happiness thing, either?"
"Wrong." Spike smirked. "I got a better deal than you."
Cassidy rolled her eyes. "Stop." She warned them both again. "And no curse, he went and sought it out of his own free will. There is no catch either, so no fear of losing it easily. Not to mention, he was behaving quite well even before he got it. Partly from the chip, though..." She shrugged.
"Didn' even work on you after ya died." Spike reminded her with a smile. "Took advantage of it a wee bit for some rough play, but never really tried t' hurt you, pet." He started to move towards her again.
She returned his smile. "I know and I gave as good as I got."
Angel made a disgusted sound and moved around them into the living room. Willow and Fred entered next, having been huddled on the dark porch hoping a fight didn't break out. The rest of the LA crew were out finding a place for them to stay while in Sunnydale.
"So, why's the big poof here?" Spike asked again.
"Not really sure, actually," she replied and headed for the kitchen. She was all munchy after the long drive from LA. "I think he was bored and felt like annoying us with his presence. Feel free to annoy him back." She joked, hoping Spike didn't take her too literally.
"I thought we came to a small truce," Angel sighed. He ran a hand through his hair, also hoping Spike didn't take Cassidy too literally about annoying him. "I came because I know as well as you do that this new body is not trained for handling your Slayer abilities and responsibilities. As well, most of the evils in the area would not know about you being back and think you were dead. They will be trying to take advantage of that and you're not totally ready for battle. Willow told me what happened after you died last time, the way Sunnydale became overrun. So yeah, not going to let that happen again and so we're here to be a support system."
"I think she's got a rather good s'pport system here already," Spike muttered as he leaned on the counter beside where Cassidy was digging a couple cookies out of the cookie jar. "So you can jus' bugger off, Peaches."
Cassidy shoved a cookie into his mouth and turned to Angel. "Really appreciate it, I do. I'm just a bit with the resentfulness here. Even if we did call a truce over no making pot shots at you and your kid because I'm mad at you leaving, still doesn't make me all happy about this. You leave us here like that, but now you're going to come storming in all commando style to take over like we can't handle ourselves? Yeah, big resent-y feelings."
"I'm not trying to take over. As far as I'm concerned you ARE in charge here, obviously. Wasn't saying you weren't." Angel sighed and ran his hand through his hair again. "Just here as back-up because for reasons previously stated, you might need it. I'd always rather be safe than sorry. Especially where you're concerned." That earned him Spike growling around the cookie in his mouth. Angel looked at him tiredly, "And not here to try and steal her from you either. I'm trying to make it work with Cordelia and well, me chasing another woman would not help."
"Obviously," Cassidy hopped onto the island. "Okay, fine, so I'm all in charge still. I don't see your people taking orders from me, though."
"I know, but... they'll follow my lead. And my lead is following your lead."
"Very leady." She commented and munched on a cookie. "Well... its late and you should get back to your lady then. Call tomorrow and give Willow the number and address of the place you're staying at so we can keep in touch. Will call you guys if we need the help, but for now I think it'll be good if you keep your distance while we sort things out in the Summers home."
Angel nodded and took out a card. "My cell phone." He went and pinned it on the fridge. He turned and left, taking Fred with him.
Willow poked her head into the kitchen as soon as they left. "You need anything, Buff?"
"Nah, I'm good. Gonna head up to bed in a bit. Sleep tight, Will." Cassidy smiled. She had told Cassidy's parents she was moving out. They were surprised she didn't try and stay around to mooch for awhile longer, but let her go after she reassured them she'd keep in touch and stuff like that. She told them she had a job at the Magick Box, which was kind of true... but she needed to explain some sort of income as to her moving out instead of just saying she was moving into a friend's house after the previous owner died. Wouldn't have sounded good to parenty ears.
Willow nodded and waved to them before heading upstairs to her room. She was glad to see her friend settling in. She went to check on Dawn briefly before heading to bed.
Spike came around and stood in front of Cassidy, arms on either side of her with hands planted on the counter. "I think I've given you 'nough time, slayer. Do I get my answer yet? 'M dyin' here waitin' t' hear your decision."
She leaned back and looked up at him with pensive blue eyes. She chewed on her bottom lip a moment before answering, having mulled it over non-stop the last few nights and having little sleep because of it. "I supposed you can have a chance to win over Cassidy's heart." She gave a faint smile. "Wouldn't hurt to let you try."
He smiled widely and arms went around her, sweeping her close faster than she could blink. "You don' know how happy you've jus' made me, luv. Doin' my best not t' haul your cute ass upstairs and explore this new body of yours, imprint it t' memory better than before." He nuzzled her neck with a low growl of arousal. "But gonna let you make the call t' when you're ready t' let me have that privilege again, pet. No pushin'... well, maybe a little pushin'." He kissed her hard and parted her knees to lean in closer. "Don' even know if this new body is a virgin or not... wouldn' want t' hurt you by bein' all over eager, used t' things I was before that this body isn' used to."
She looked up at him with furrowed brows. "You're right... Cassidy is a virgin, no matter how much the Buffy brain remembers having such relations with you and all that. And not sure I want to go there again... just using you for mindless sex, though I doubt you mind too much..." She smirked. "But its not fair to either of us and if I'm giving you the fair try I gotta be all trying hard to do other stuff besides the dragging you to bed to use you to make my problems go away... cause they don't go away if I go off with you and try to ignore them, usually get worse."
He nodded and cupped her face. "Very true... an' goin' t' see rare glimpse of serious Spike when I tell you, not wantin' t' repeat that unhealthy relationship we had. Hopin' for a new chance at this with the new life and all. I'll tease you 'til you're ready t' beat me, but not goin' t' push you t' anything you're not ready for again. Will be a bloody good boy if it kills me. My reward will hopefully be the day you're ready for the deeper stuff, pet, no pun intended." He smiled.
"You expect me to believe that? With you, the pun is always intended." She laughed.
"That time it wasn', minx," he growled and kissed her hard to shut her up. One hand buried in her hair and the other curled around her waist as he bent her back.
She pushed at his chest after a good ten minutes of making out on the kitchen island. He had practically climbed on top of her and her legs were linked around his waist while he had been suggestively rubbing himself against her. She gave him another quick kiss before chuckling. "Better stop there, or the part about us not diving into the sex stuff again is way out the window."
He captured her mouth in a slow kiss and then nodded. "Right... so much for takin' it slow, eh?" He smirked and slowly slid off of her, then pulled her to sitting. "But gotta stop there and be a good boy." He smoothed a hand over her hair before hefting her into his arms. "Can at least be a gentleman and carry the lady upstairs, right? Maybe she'll let me join her if I promise not t' try anythin'."
"Maybe she will," she smirked and nuzzled his neck.
He carried her into her room and sat her on the end of the bed. He shrugged out of his jacket and peeled off his over shirt. He looked liked he was going to continue peeling clothes and her brows went up slightly.
She held up her hand. "Where's that promise first?" She gave him a smile and waited quite serious about getting that promise.
He tilted his head and put a hand to his heart with a chuckle. "I promise not t' do anythin' ya don' want me t' do. Promise t' behave m'self. Happy, Slayer?"
"Yup," she nodded and stood, going to the closet to grab a nighty from the closet. "Gonna go take a shower and get the travel nasties off me before climbing into bed. Sleep better knowing I'm all fresh and not grimey." She brushed past him with a smile. "And you know better than to ask to join, no hanky spanky and all that. Just get into bed and I'll be back soon."
He chuckled. "Aye aye, Captain Buffy." He saluted as she left.
She came back after half an hour with her long black hair hanging in damp tangles nearly to her waist and wearing a light blue nighty that matched her eyes. She paused in the doorway and looked at the bed where Spike was lounging against a pillow with his arms tucked under his head. The sheet was pulled barely over his hips and what was shown of his body was bare. She looked down and saw all his clothes on the floor. He better not go commando... She chuckled and headed for the bed.
She pulled back the covers on her side and got in, keeping some space between them, though, for good measure. She curled onto her side with her back to him and opened her mouth to wish him goodnight when suddenly strong pale arms were around her to draw her back against hard muscled man. She sighed with a chuckle and rolled her eyes good-naturedly. Then as he shifted her brows went up. Okay, she knew way too much about his choice of undergarments at the moment.
"You're not goin' t' fall asleep lyin' there that stiff, Buffy." He chuckled softly and nuzzled the nape of her neck before kissing her shoulder. "I promised t' behave and I bloody well will even if it kills me."
"Again." She forced herself to relax. There was a smartass joke to make about what he just said, but she would rather not call attention to the other stiffness at the moment. She was blushing enough as it was.
"Again." He agreed and chuckled again. "An' know you'd stake me the minute I tried anythin' anyways."
"Yes, for that is why Mr. Pointy is under my pillow... to take care of the over amorous vampires that crawl into my bed." She rolled over to face him with a smile. Her hand ran over the muscles of his chest, looking at her smaller paler hand with the black painted nails. Hey... they matched Spike's nails... she chuckled to herself.
"There better not be any other vampires tryin' t' crawl int' your bed, slayer." He growled lowly and traced circles on her back with his hand. "An' what's so amusin' on my chest?"
She lifted her hand in front of his face. "You and Cassidy can share fingernail polish and eyeliner." She grinned. "If you start stealing my lipstick, I'll get worried, though."
"Only way I share lipstick is by doin' this," he tightened his arms around her and kissed her firmly. "Not t' mention, haven' worn eyeliner in a while, luv. But, if you would like me t'..."
She laughed. "Funny man..." She lowed her hands to his chest again. "No matter what you wear you'll look great." She smiled. "Better sleep now, though, or your head will get so big it takes up the whole bed." She rolled over to put her back to him again.
"Night, luv," he kissed her neck again before settling with his face pressed into her mass of raven hair.
Across town, a young couple were enjoying each other much the same way on a park bench. The young man pulled his petite girlfriend onto his lap while they made out, pressing himself up into her eagerly. Promises of things to come once he had her back at his place. There was pants and moans as their hands were awkwardly all over each other while they sloppily kissed each other with young passion.
Suddenly the small brunette was not there and the jock looked up. Instead of Hannah's silver eyes, it was Drusilla's much colder ones.
"Ah, did I ruin your fun?" She had Hannah by the hair and jerked the girl up. "I was only hungry and hoping you wouldn't let a poor woman starve."
The guy gulped and started to push himself to the other side of the bench to get away from her.
"You going to run and leave your pretty miss here with me to die? You aren't a nice beau. You're a bad boy like my William and going to punish you, too." She dropped unconscious girl and lunged for the guy as he jumped up to flee. She drug him back and vamped out, biting into his neck viciously the next second. She held him close and moaned as she drank. Then she cracked his neck and dropped him. "I hope you learned your lesson about treating a woman right."
She turned around as she heard a whimper from the girl. "You'll make a fine friend for me. Can make you like me so you can punish the boys, too. Maybe find yourself a better beau."
She picked her up and carried her off across the grass towards the old boarded up store she was hiding in for the time being. She dropped her onto the bed and went to her closet, humming to herself as she pulled out a pretty white lace dress she hadn't worn in awhile. She dropped it by Hannah. "Get dressed all pretty for our party, missy."
All the while, Xander was tossing restlessly in bed beside Anya. She frowned at him when he woke her up again. She crawled out of bed and knelt on the floor to pull out a box from underneath it. She opened it to pull out some shackles and straightened. Her brows furrowed in confusion at the empty bed. Where had he gone? She had only had her eyes off him a couple seconds and she hadn't even heard him leave either.
Dropping the chains, she settled onto the bed again, figuring he was going to return. There was any number of reasons he might have slipped off for a bit. She didn't really believe he had flew the coup and wouldn't be coming back. The idea was absurd to her. She drifted off to sleep curled up on her side of the bed.
In the morning, though, she rolled over and his side of the bed was still empty. She sat up with a frown and went to take a shower. She would get dressed and hurry over to the Magick Box, ask if anyone had seen them and if anything had happened last night. Still, her mind was refusing to worry much over this. There just had to be a good reason for him going out and then a good reason for him not coming back. Xander wouldn't have just ran off and abandoned her or anything like that.
"Xander?" Cassidy leaned against the front counter and raised her eyebrows at Anya. "No, didn't see him or hear from him. Haven't been going out on patrol, obviously. Need to get all retrained first." She poked at her flabby thighs through her black slacks. This body was so out of shape, wasn't sure how Spike could still be all hot for her like this. She played with a tendril of hair that fell from the messy knot clinched in a red toothy clip. Her mind wondered for a brief moment before brought back to the present by the former vengeance demon's voice.
"He wouldn't have just left like that," Anya shook her head. "Just wouldn't." She tugged at the edges of her navy blouse all distraught over the things that were floating around in her head.
"Knowing his penchant for attracting demons..." Willow began to say with a roll of her eyes and then stopped at the worried look on Anya's face. "Oh, but you know... might NOT be a demony reason for his not being with us... probably." She put her hands on top of her skirt palms up and looked to Cassidy in supplication of help getting her foot out of her mouth.
"Yeah, maybe the stupid sod walked himself int' a big hole," interjected Spike with a smirk. His hand went around Cassidy and slipped up under her red top to run over her back in an intimate gesture.
All three ladies glared up at him.
He shrugged, "What?"
Cassidy rolled her eyes and looked at Anya again. "We'll keep an eye out and if he doesn't reappear before dark, then Will can do a locator spell on him. Figure he's safe from anything bad happening to him while the sun is all bright and cheery. The bad stuff usually happens under the big old hand of darkness."
"But but... he left at night... so might have already happened to him... and we might have a good chance of saving him if we go in with daylight to help." Anya was wringing her hands in front of her again and pacing in front of him.
"That's why we won't wait until its actually dark to do the locator spell. Wait until about mid-afternoon so we still have time for a quick rescue mission or what not before it goes all dark and the stakes are raised." The smirked slightly. "In more ways than one."
The ex-demon gave a sigh and nodded her head slightly. "Just don't want to be alone and worry."
"Willow... will you stay with her... you can go back to their place and find something of his for the locator spell while you're there anyways." She hooked a finger in one of Spike's belt loops. "Me and you need to go do some training. You're the best man for the job of sparring partner."
"Happy t' be of service." He chuckled and followed her to the training room.
