Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire
Chp.13
You're a Pig
Information is in the 1st chapter
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Spikes family having left about ten minutes ago, Buffy and he are now lying on the bed, talking quietly with each other. Spikes arms are wrapped tightly around her. Her head is resting on his chest, as her fingers trace little patterns on the fabric covering his stomach.
"Quentin Travers, uh, er Osborne. Is your father? I just can't wrap my mind around that. It's too messed up even for my brain." Buffy comments. Her lips are pursed together, trying to picture it in her head, but the picture isn't pretty. She shakes her head to get rid of the awful vision.
"Yeah, who is the pillock, anyway?" Spike asks. Picking up a strand of her hair and weaves it through his fingers.
Sighing against his chest, her fingers stop their movement over his stomach; she sits up on her elbow, and gets a cramp out of her neck. Catching his eye, "In the delusions he was the head of the Watchers Council."
"Oh, ho! So he's the wanker that tried to get you to do what he wanted, right?"
"Yep, that would be him. But you know me; I never play by the rules. They didn't even see fit to give me a copy of the Slayer's Handbook. Like I'd ever read, but still. If they had, I probably wouldn't have fallen in love with two vampires. I wouldn't have had friends, and family. Hell half of my friends were either demons, or they had strange powers. I wasn't what the Council would consider a conventional slayer, by any means."
"That's what made you so great, Luv. No matter what, you didn't let anyone tell you what to do. If they tried you'd turn around and do the exact opposite." He twines the hair back around his fingers, and tugs her head back down to his chest. "So, what about the other wanker, the guy that said he's my cousin? Wesley, that his name?"
She laughs, out loud, at the thought of Wesley being anything to Spike. " Well, Wesley." She laughs some more. "He was Giles' replacement when the Council fired him. There's really not much to say about him, he's just. . . I don't know, when I figure out a way to describe him, I'll tell you." Hearing the deep rumble of his laugh through his chest, she sighs again.
Tara had slipped quietly into the room as they talked. She'd headed to Buffy's room first, but had remembered that Williams's family had come to visit, and corrected her course to come to his room.
Clearing her throat, she interrupts the quiet conversation that the two are having.
Looking up from her comfortable position on Spikes chest, Buffy smiles at the shy woman, standing in the door, with her hair hanging in her face. "Hey, Tara. What's up?" She asks, looking the woman over, and not believing that the girl is actually standing there right in front of her.
"I-I w-was just wondering if you guys were hungry. Willow and the rest of the staff that's pulling duty today ordered pizza and I thought you all might want a break from hospital food. That's if you wanna join us." She rambles slightly, trying to get everything that she wants to say out as quickly as she can.
Looking up at Spike. "I know I'm sick of that stuff that they call food in the cafeteria. What do you say, Spikey? Pizza sounds pretty good to me." Buffy slightly smiles, with a hopeful look on her face.
"Pizza sounds bloody great, Luv." He murmurs, excitedly. "Where do we get it?" He asks the blonde by the door, as he gently pushes Buffy off of his chest, and bounces to his feet.
"If I'd have known that pizza would get you this excited, I'd have tried it a long time ago." Buffy retorts, sarcastically as she stands up on the other side of the bed, and brushes her hands on the back of her jeans.
"Pizza isn't the only thing that excites me, Princess." He looks her up and down lasciviously. "By the by, if you really want me excited, you know what to do." He rolls his tongue behind his teeth, and smirks.
"You're a pig, Spike." Buffy sneers through her teeth.
"Oink, oink baby. You seem to like rollin' around in the mud with me."
Rolling her eyes at him, Buffy walks past him. "Where's the grub you wanna share?" She asks, approaching Tara, who looks like a big, red beet. She doesn't look back at Spike, and walks on past the other woman to the hallway.
Slinking to the door, Spike clenches his fists, and turning out of it he sees Buffy standing right outside. He thought that he'd have to chase her down, and had geared himself up for it. Now his shoulders slump, and he leans up against the wall beside her.
As Tara walks out behind him, Buffy grabs her arm, totally ignoring him. "So, Tara, as I was saying. Where do we need to go?"
Tara looks over her shoulder at William, still standing at the door in stunned silence. She smiles, and nods her head in a come on gesture.
Spike snorts derisively and smiles. "Oh, come on, Pet. You know you love it."
Buffy turns abruptly, almost knocking Tara to the floor. "No, I love you, but you're still a pig." Buffy shouts back, and lets go of Tara's arm, as Spike makes his way to them. She takes his hand, instantly forgiving him.
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Spuffyfan4eva: See I explained who Wesley is. He is so not Spikes brother, it's already been done. I'm trying to totally original. I try not to do what's already been done. Also, that cookie was good, but it's all gone, why don't you send me a couple of the dozens that you made? You know I'll be asking for more, so why not send more than one at a time?
Culf: Laughing again. I couldn't refuse Mr. M or Spike anything, but Captain Cardboard will not be mentioned in this story, because I hate him more than Dawn and Kennedy put together. That's a whole frickin' lot. I'd much rather have those two whining than to ever look at Riley again.
Moluvsnumber17: Yes, I so want to slap Angel, quite a lot actually. Spike, I didn't know how to react to that scene, I just sat there stunned, until Andrew double-crossed Angel. I mean how perfect was that scene? Andrew telling him that Buffy didn't trust him, anymore. I laughed 'til I cried. OMG! I so loved that. Angel isn't being discussed as Culf up there can tell you; she's been trying to get it out of me since I started writing this.
Buffspike: Happy to see that you're still reading, and luvin'
Lilmamaday: I originally wasn't gonna use Quentin, but how many times does everyone have to be subjected to Spike being Giles' son. I had to throw a monkey at that wrench, or maybe it's a wrench at the monkey, either way, I wanted something different and that's what I did. It is twisted, I'll give you that.
Magicpillow: Okay, the Travers thing as stated above, monkey wrench. I got so tired of all of the really good stories having Giles as Spikes father; it's been done, a lot. Let sleeping dogs lie and all that rot. Spikes family is twisted, but you wouldn't call Spike typical would you?
WW: I was going for something that wasn't obvious. Darla and Angel have been used, and Giles is always being used. As you can see Wesley isn't Spikes brother, that's been done too. I truly don't want to rip anyone off, so I become original as I can be.
Caliope: Tell me about the screwed up family situation, but Spikes not your typical anything, so he ends up with the really screwy family. I can't believe that you haven't gotten Angel season 4 yet, when you do, you'll love it; it's totally my fave season, well not my fave because season five is so much better.
Spoiler Alert: don't read unless you've seen Angel s5 'Thank You'
Okay, who seen Lindsey throwing it down, I now see why some people really like him, that man is looking good. I was drooling over him, almost as much as I was Spike. Well also, Spike wasn't in it all that much, so I had to have someone to drool over, and it most definitely wasn't going to be Angel. What about Cordy I cried, I think I'm gonna cry now. That whole last scene just broke my heart; I always thought that she and Angel fit perfectly together. Even when Angel was with Buffy, but now we'll never get to know. Okay, I'm done rambling, about the pro's and cons of last night's epi. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.
Chp.13
You're a Pig
Information is in the 1st chapter
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Spikes family having left about ten minutes ago, Buffy and he are now lying on the bed, talking quietly with each other. Spikes arms are wrapped tightly around her. Her head is resting on his chest, as her fingers trace little patterns on the fabric covering his stomach.
"Quentin Travers, uh, er Osborne. Is your father? I just can't wrap my mind around that. It's too messed up even for my brain." Buffy comments. Her lips are pursed together, trying to picture it in her head, but the picture isn't pretty. She shakes her head to get rid of the awful vision.
"Yeah, who is the pillock, anyway?" Spike asks. Picking up a strand of her hair and weaves it through his fingers.
Sighing against his chest, her fingers stop their movement over his stomach; she sits up on her elbow, and gets a cramp out of her neck. Catching his eye, "In the delusions he was the head of the Watchers Council."
"Oh, ho! So he's the wanker that tried to get you to do what he wanted, right?"
"Yep, that would be him. But you know me; I never play by the rules. They didn't even see fit to give me a copy of the Slayer's Handbook. Like I'd ever read, but still. If they had, I probably wouldn't have fallen in love with two vampires. I wouldn't have had friends, and family. Hell half of my friends were either demons, or they had strange powers. I wasn't what the Council would consider a conventional slayer, by any means."
"That's what made you so great, Luv. No matter what, you didn't let anyone tell you what to do. If they tried you'd turn around and do the exact opposite." He twines the hair back around his fingers, and tugs her head back down to his chest. "So, what about the other wanker, the guy that said he's my cousin? Wesley, that his name?"
She laughs, out loud, at the thought of Wesley being anything to Spike. " Well, Wesley." She laughs some more. "He was Giles' replacement when the Council fired him. There's really not much to say about him, he's just. . . I don't know, when I figure out a way to describe him, I'll tell you." Hearing the deep rumble of his laugh through his chest, she sighs again.
Tara had slipped quietly into the room as they talked. She'd headed to Buffy's room first, but had remembered that Williams's family had come to visit, and corrected her course to come to his room.
Clearing her throat, she interrupts the quiet conversation that the two are having.
Looking up from her comfortable position on Spikes chest, Buffy smiles at the shy woman, standing in the door, with her hair hanging in her face. "Hey, Tara. What's up?" She asks, looking the woman over, and not believing that the girl is actually standing there right in front of her.
"I-I w-was just wondering if you guys were hungry. Willow and the rest of the staff that's pulling duty today ordered pizza and I thought you all might want a break from hospital food. That's if you wanna join us." She rambles slightly, trying to get everything that she wants to say out as quickly as she can.
Looking up at Spike. "I know I'm sick of that stuff that they call food in the cafeteria. What do you say, Spikey? Pizza sounds pretty good to me." Buffy slightly smiles, with a hopeful look on her face.
"Pizza sounds bloody great, Luv." He murmurs, excitedly. "Where do we get it?" He asks the blonde by the door, as he gently pushes Buffy off of his chest, and bounces to his feet.
"If I'd have known that pizza would get you this excited, I'd have tried it a long time ago." Buffy retorts, sarcastically as she stands up on the other side of the bed, and brushes her hands on the back of her jeans.
"Pizza isn't the only thing that excites me, Princess." He looks her up and down lasciviously. "By the by, if you really want me excited, you know what to do." He rolls his tongue behind his teeth, and smirks.
"You're a pig, Spike." Buffy sneers through her teeth.
"Oink, oink baby. You seem to like rollin' around in the mud with me."
Rolling her eyes at him, Buffy walks past him. "Where's the grub you wanna share?" She asks, approaching Tara, who looks like a big, red beet. She doesn't look back at Spike, and walks on past the other woman to the hallway.
Slinking to the door, Spike clenches his fists, and turning out of it he sees Buffy standing right outside. He thought that he'd have to chase her down, and had geared himself up for it. Now his shoulders slump, and he leans up against the wall beside her.
As Tara walks out behind him, Buffy grabs her arm, totally ignoring him. "So, Tara, as I was saying. Where do we need to go?"
Tara looks over her shoulder at William, still standing at the door in stunned silence. She smiles, and nods her head in a come on gesture.
Spike snorts derisively and smiles. "Oh, come on, Pet. You know you love it."
Buffy turns abruptly, almost knocking Tara to the floor. "No, I love you, but you're still a pig." Buffy shouts back, and lets go of Tara's arm, as Spike makes his way to them. She takes his hand, instantly forgiving him.
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Spuffyfan4eva: See I explained who Wesley is. He is so not Spikes brother, it's already been done. I'm trying to totally original. I try not to do what's already been done. Also, that cookie was good, but it's all gone, why don't you send me a couple of the dozens that you made? You know I'll be asking for more, so why not send more than one at a time?
Culf: Laughing again. I couldn't refuse Mr. M or Spike anything, but Captain Cardboard will not be mentioned in this story, because I hate him more than Dawn and Kennedy put together. That's a whole frickin' lot. I'd much rather have those two whining than to ever look at Riley again.
Moluvsnumber17: Yes, I so want to slap Angel, quite a lot actually. Spike, I didn't know how to react to that scene, I just sat there stunned, until Andrew double-crossed Angel. I mean how perfect was that scene? Andrew telling him that Buffy didn't trust him, anymore. I laughed 'til I cried. OMG! I so loved that. Angel isn't being discussed as Culf up there can tell you; she's been trying to get it out of me since I started writing this.
Buffspike: Happy to see that you're still reading, and luvin'
Lilmamaday: I originally wasn't gonna use Quentin, but how many times does everyone have to be subjected to Spike being Giles' son. I had to throw a monkey at that wrench, or maybe it's a wrench at the monkey, either way, I wanted something different and that's what I did. It is twisted, I'll give you that.
Magicpillow: Okay, the Travers thing as stated above, monkey wrench. I got so tired of all of the really good stories having Giles as Spikes father; it's been done, a lot. Let sleeping dogs lie and all that rot. Spikes family is twisted, but you wouldn't call Spike typical would you?
WW: I was going for something that wasn't obvious. Darla and Angel have been used, and Giles is always being used. As you can see Wesley isn't Spikes brother, that's been done too. I truly don't want to rip anyone off, so I become original as I can be.
Caliope: Tell me about the screwed up family situation, but Spikes not your typical anything, so he ends up with the really screwy family. I can't believe that you haven't gotten Angel season 4 yet, when you do, you'll love it; it's totally my fave season, well not my fave because season five is so much better.
Spoiler Alert: don't read unless you've seen Angel s5 'Thank You'
Okay, who seen Lindsey throwing it down, I now see why some people really like him, that man is looking good. I was drooling over him, almost as much as I was Spike. Well also, Spike wasn't in it all that much, so I had to have someone to drool over, and it most definitely wasn't going to be Angel. What about Cordy I cried, I think I'm gonna cry now. That whole last scene just broke my heart; I always thought that she and Angel fit perfectly together. Even when Angel was with Buffy, but now we'll never get to know. Okay, I'm done rambling, about the pro's and cons of last night's epi. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.