Chapter 17
Charmed
"Bugger" said Spike as he slowed the car to a stop, "I reckon your mum will be right pissed, want me to keep going, you could come home later and say you left early to chill with your girlie friends."
Buffy sighed and shook her head, "It's too late, she's seen me by now. She is probably wondering who you are too. God this is so gonna suck." Buffy frowned, "I am in for a world of groundings not to mention my career is going to be put on hold."
Spike glowered at that, he'd forgotten that she was the Slayer and had also forgotten that she still thought her role as Slayer important.
Buffy glanced at Spike for a second then turned back to the window, "I guess I owe you thanks for taking me home" Buffy opened the door, "Thanks"
Spike jumped out of the car almost as soon as she did and ran to her side, "Should've saved that thanks Love, you're gonna need it in a minute."
As they got closer to the house, Spike could see the anger on Joyce's face and hoped that the excuse that he'd come up with for Buffy would work.
Joyce often came home late in the evenings or early in the mornings because her job at the gallery required her to be there most of the time to oversee projects and such. But even though she was not home she still wanted her rules followed. Watching Buffy step out of the most horrid looking car she'd ever seen, and being followed by this boy with bleached blonde hair and black clothes did not make her happy.
"Buffy where have you been and who is this?"
"Name's William ma'am" Spike answered
Joyce looked at him, "Well William do you want to explain what you were doing with my daughter all night?"
Buffy began to explain what had happen, "Mom, Spike was just-" but then Spike interrupted.
"I'm sorry that we 'ad you worried Mrs. Summers, I'm Anya's stepbrother I go to school with Buffy. I don't know much 'bout it, just that the girls were watchin some telley and eatin' a bunch of popcorn nachos and such and Buffy got sick. So she spent the night."
Joyce nodded and Spike let out a small sigh of relief.
Then Joyce threw out another question, "And how exactly did she end up with you?"
Spike smiled, "You know Anya, always wakin' people up at five in the morning, called me to take Buffy home, since she was feelin' better I suppose. I didn't wanna play chauffeur for Anya, feel like a right wanker given in so easy."
Joyce seemed to accept Spike's explanations and smiled, "Well thank you Spike for taking Buffy home it was very kind of you. Would you like to come inside and have some breakfast or have you already eaten?"
Spike smiled as well, "I don't wanna intrude on you Mrs. Summers, I'm just gonna go back home."
Joyce shook her head; "Nonsense William, I'd love for you to join us" Joyce took his arm and led him up the sidewalk to the house.
Meanwhile Buffy stands on the Lawn with her Jaw hanging open.
How did he do that? Must be practice. And now he's heading in to my house to have breakfast at my kitchen table with my mother! I can not believe she is falling for this act! If I tried this she would ground me on the spot. But she can't see when the devil himself is playing her.
Buffy planted a scowl on her face and stalked up the sidewalk after them mumbling curses under her breath.