Out of the Frying Pan, Into the fire
Chp.3
More Questions than Answers
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Pushing her away far enough to look at, "Luv? Buffy?" William asks, after he lets go his death grip on the tiny woman in his arms.
Tears run down her face as she looks up into his blue eyes, with misery written all over her. He tentatively reaches up and brushes one off of her cheek, as it makes its way to her chin to drip off. Catching it on his thumb, he starts to pull away, but his hand is caught by her hand, and pulled back to lie against her cheek again.
Amazement briefly passes over her face. "Spike, you're warm." She whispers, rubbing her fingers over the warm flesh residing on her cheek.
"Yeah, Kitten. I am, guess it 'cause that I'm human in this godforsaken place." He replies smiling the smile that always made her breath catch in her chest, even when she despised him that look made her knees go weak.
"How did. . . What are. . . How did we get here?" She stutters, her mind in a huge jumble, since she awoke in this place. Nothing made sense. Her mind scattered, as soon as she'd looked in that corner. Spike, he was standing in front of her that made sense, he was always crazy this just proved it.
Spike is still standing there, watching the emotions play across her face, reading every one of them as if they were written down in a book. He smirks, and runs a hand through his hair, making it stick up more than it already is.
She looks up again, right into that unmistakable blue gaze. Her hand drops from the one still placed on her face, and throws herself back into his embrace, as his arms find their way around her waist. " Never thought I'd see you again." She sobs as she hugs him as tightly as she can without slayer strength.
She embraces him so tightly that it's becoming hard to breathe. "Buffy? I'm a bit human now, I might need some air here, Pet." He gasps, as he feels her grip loosen on him. He takes a deep lungful of air.
As she lets go of him yet again, "Lets go over and sit down. I need you tell me how you got caught up in this crazy world, and why we're in the same crazy house." She says, grasping his hand and pulling him over to the edge of the bed.
He dry washes his face with his free hand, and shakes his head, as he looks her over.
She sits on the edge of the bed, with one foot under her butt, and studies him as he does the same with her.
"I don't know what's goin' on, Luv. Everyone here thinks I'm some bloke named William Osborne. That's not even my real name, I just go along with it so they'll leave me the bleedin' hell alone. We'll suss it out, cause that's what we do. Well that's what you do."
"I don't know Spike, there at the end you were the only one who really helped." She says, as he tries to explain. "Osborne huh? Sure you're not somehow akin to Oz?"
"Dog boy? HMM. I don't know haven't met the family yet." He answers, looking at her with the annoying smirk. The one she used to hate with a passion, but now just makes her smile. She thought that she'd never get to see it again.
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Kay: Ever heard the saying 'If you don't like it, I don't care?' If you don't like it, don't read it. I stated specifically that this was a Spuffy story in the summary. Don't flame me if I warned you about it. I don't flame the people that write Bangle, Spred, or any other pairing, I just choose not to read it at all. Go hurl on one of those, because I really could care less what you think, if all you can do is criticize my choice in couple.
Lilmamaday: Someone who appreciates the goodness of Spuffy. I can honestly say, that the PTB's have nothing what so ever to do with this story. You'll get the answer to your question, and how everything fits into place. There are very few people whose names aren't changed, either because I seen no reason, or when I wrote it, it just looked way to silly, and I'm trying to be at least a little more serious in this story. Don't know if I'm succeeding or not, but I am.
Kari: Oh yes, I'm gonna prove a lot of stuff wrong. It's all planned out (In my head) I just have to get it all on paper.
Mita427: Oh, the whole gangs here, even some people you'll prolly wish weren't, but their only cameos I promise. They'll be introduced eventually. All of the chapters for them are already written, now I'm starting on the whole Into the Fire part of the story. It's actually two stories in one, if I wanted to go that way, but it's more interesting the way I have it planned.
Buffspike: Hello, the name gets me every time. I just see that nice little screensaver I have of him with no shirt, and well. I'm happy to see that you're still enjoying this. Already said that I'd update everyday, but I might have to put up two chapters every once in awhile to keep up with demand.
WalkerisTodd: Don't you wish they'd bring the old Todd back? Anyway, thanks for reviewing, it's much appreciated.
Alysa: There really wasn't a creep factor when I started writing this. I just thought that it would be a good ending to the whole thing, then my mind had other ideas, and took it to whole other place about twenty chapters in. Thanks for reviewing; I don't mean to creep people out, honestly.
Nascargirl: Please tell me what Royal Rumble is, for I have no idea. Patience is a virtue; well most of the time patience really sucks. Been waiting for a while for Spike or James to show up on my front porch. HE HE
Culf: Nifty, huh? I know I've never gotten one of those before. I think I'd remember if I did. Look I updated, too, so good stuff all around.
(Hope you guys enjoyed this little update.)
Chp.3
More Questions than Answers
Information is so overrated * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Pushing her away far enough to look at, "Luv? Buffy?" William asks, after he lets go his death grip on the tiny woman in his arms.
Tears run down her face as she looks up into his blue eyes, with misery written all over her. He tentatively reaches up and brushes one off of her cheek, as it makes its way to her chin to drip off. Catching it on his thumb, he starts to pull away, but his hand is caught by her hand, and pulled back to lie against her cheek again.
Amazement briefly passes over her face. "Spike, you're warm." She whispers, rubbing her fingers over the warm flesh residing on her cheek.
"Yeah, Kitten. I am, guess it 'cause that I'm human in this godforsaken place." He replies smiling the smile that always made her breath catch in her chest, even when she despised him that look made her knees go weak.
"How did. . . What are. . . How did we get here?" She stutters, her mind in a huge jumble, since she awoke in this place. Nothing made sense. Her mind scattered, as soon as she'd looked in that corner. Spike, he was standing in front of her that made sense, he was always crazy this just proved it.
Spike is still standing there, watching the emotions play across her face, reading every one of them as if they were written down in a book. He smirks, and runs a hand through his hair, making it stick up more than it already is.
She looks up again, right into that unmistakable blue gaze. Her hand drops from the one still placed on her face, and throws herself back into his embrace, as his arms find their way around her waist. " Never thought I'd see you again." She sobs as she hugs him as tightly as she can without slayer strength.
She embraces him so tightly that it's becoming hard to breathe. "Buffy? I'm a bit human now, I might need some air here, Pet." He gasps, as he feels her grip loosen on him. He takes a deep lungful of air.
As she lets go of him yet again, "Lets go over and sit down. I need you tell me how you got caught up in this crazy world, and why we're in the same crazy house." She says, grasping his hand and pulling him over to the edge of the bed.
He dry washes his face with his free hand, and shakes his head, as he looks her over.
She sits on the edge of the bed, with one foot under her butt, and studies him as he does the same with her.
"I don't know what's goin' on, Luv. Everyone here thinks I'm some bloke named William Osborne. That's not even my real name, I just go along with it so they'll leave me the bleedin' hell alone. We'll suss it out, cause that's what we do. Well that's what you do."
"I don't know Spike, there at the end you were the only one who really helped." She says, as he tries to explain. "Osborne huh? Sure you're not somehow akin to Oz?"
"Dog boy? HMM. I don't know haven't met the family yet." He answers, looking at her with the annoying smirk. The one she used to hate with a passion, but now just makes her smile. She thought that she'd never get to see it again.
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Kay: Ever heard the saying 'If you don't like it, I don't care?' If you don't like it, don't read it. I stated specifically that this was a Spuffy story in the summary. Don't flame me if I warned you about it. I don't flame the people that write Bangle, Spred, or any other pairing, I just choose not to read it at all. Go hurl on one of those, because I really could care less what you think, if all you can do is criticize my choice in couple.
Lilmamaday: Someone who appreciates the goodness of Spuffy. I can honestly say, that the PTB's have nothing what so ever to do with this story. You'll get the answer to your question, and how everything fits into place. There are very few people whose names aren't changed, either because I seen no reason, or when I wrote it, it just looked way to silly, and I'm trying to be at least a little more serious in this story. Don't know if I'm succeeding or not, but I am.
Kari: Oh yes, I'm gonna prove a lot of stuff wrong. It's all planned out (In my head) I just have to get it all on paper.
Mita427: Oh, the whole gangs here, even some people you'll prolly wish weren't, but their only cameos I promise. They'll be introduced eventually. All of the chapters for them are already written, now I'm starting on the whole Into the Fire part of the story. It's actually two stories in one, if I wanted to go that way, but it's more interesting the way I have it planned.
Buffspike: Hello, the name gets me every time. I just see that nice little screensaver I have of him with no shirt, and well. I'm happy to see that you're still enjoying this. Already said that I'd update everyday, but I might have to put up two chapters every once in awhile to keep up with demand.
WalkerisTodd: Don't you wish they'd bring the old Todd back? Anyway, thanks for reviewing, it's much appreciated.
Alysa: There really wasn't a creep factor when I started writing this. I just thought that it would be a good ending to the whole thing, then my mind had other ideas, and took it to whole other place about twenty chapters in. Thanks for reviewing; I don't mean to creep people out, honestly.
Nascargirl: Please tell me what Royal Rumble is, for I have no idea. Patience is a virtue; well most of the time patience really sucks. Been waiting for a while for Spike or James to show up on my front porch. HE HE
Culf: Nifty, huh? I know I've never gotten one of those before. I think I'd remember if I did. Look I updated, too, so good stuff all around.
(Hope you guys enjoyed this little update.)