Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire
Chp.17
Her Tail
Info: Chp.1
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The room having been arranged to their liking, and not after a few fights of what should be where. Buffy looks up, glances over the now double sized bed, and suddenly remembers that she has an appointment with her doctor.
Turning her gaze from the clock, she notices that Spike is placing the pillows at the head of the bed, and giggles.
After hearing a tiny little giggle, which he knows is probably directed at him for some reason. Spike finishes fluffing the pillow in his hands, placing it neatly on the bed, and he turns to his love. "What's so funny, Luv." He smiles, as he catches the glint of amusement in her gaze.
"Never in forever thought I'd see the day the Big Bad fluffing pillows, and making beds." She says through her incontrollable giggling. "I'm sorry it's just so funny." She snorts, covering her mouth with her hand as her face turns a bright red.
"What did you think that the bed in the crypt got made by fairies? Maybe, you thought that I wriggled my little nose, or pointed my finger and the crypt was clean, and the bed made?" He slowly prowls to the end of the bed and is now standing directly in front of her.
Suddenly sobering as he glares at her, "You know I never really gave it much thought. When we shared the year from hell, I didn't think about that stuff, and how it was done. I was more of the mind that I wanted to feel. I was so hung up on that, nothing else took any precedence. You made me feel, that's what was foremost in my thoughts." She hates to admit that once again she used him, and it was killing her. "You know I was one-track mind girl back then." She shakes her head, and turns from his knowing gaze. "Then the last delusion, hello cot in the basement, not really a lot there to make." She lightens the mood with that remark, making him chuckle, and her hands come to rest on her hips, as she turns back to face him, smiling.
He smiles back, and takes a moment to look up at the clock above their heads. Taking in a deep breath, "you do know that it's taken us half of the day to do this don't you?" Spike quickly changes the subject, not wanting to think about the last 'delusion'.
"Yeah, and I have an appointment with Dr. Wood in an hour." She reminds him, letting him get off of the subject, because she doesn't want to think about it either.
Raising his hand and placing it on her cheek, "I know. Want me to come with?" He asks sincerely. Looking her over, she didn't seem nervous about meeting the doctor for the first time, but he was nervous enough for the both of them. Spike didn't want her there alone.
"Do ever go anywhere without my cute tail?" She sarcastically asks. Her arms come up to cross over her chest; a slow, mischievous smile spreads across her face, as she sees the stricken look in his eyes.
"Hey now! I am not a tail!" He shouts, finally coming out of his stricken state. "A madly in love, ponce, maybe, but a not a tail." His eyes spark dangerously as he reaches out and grabs her around the waist. Pulling her rough up against his chest.
Laying her head on his chest, she relents when she feels his warm body on hers, and places a hand over his heart as it thumps in her ear. "I love you." She says, barely over a whisper, but he'd heard every syllable.
Taking a deep breath, his ire slips away at just the sound of her saying those three little words.
Feeling his body relax, against her cheek. "I want you to come with me." She tells him, rubbing her hand over his chest, and then looking up into his gaze.
"I love you, too, Princess." He replies, sifting her hair through his fingers, and leans in for a quick kiss. "Better get ready. Don't think you fancy goin' in there all sweaty, and dirty like." He smiles, looking at the dirt on her face, and the messy ponytail splayed on top of her head. No matter what she looked like he always thinks she's the most beautiful thing on the planet. Leaning in he places another little peck of a kiss on her forehead, turns her around to face the bathroom, he swats at her butt, and pushes her in the direction of it. " You go and get cleaned up, I'll be here."
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(I know not much here, but I did set up the next chapter. I also know that I didn't update yesterday, but chapter thirty called and I had to listen.)
Spuffyfan4eva: You do know that I'll have dreams about a big, old hand coming up out of the keyboard covered in Spikey crumbs, right? Oh, and MMMM! More Spikey goodness to enjoy, I don't care how crumbly they are.
Kari: Oh yeah! The best scene of Tabula Rasa, wish I were Buffy, and any Spuffiness is good Spuffiness, right. Now for the other review, you're welcome. I know it wasn't much but those filler chapters are always like that.
Buffyfan: I know who Jenny is. I just changed her name to suit me. Like I did Xander's, and you're correct on the Xander issue.
FTFchris: You really weren't all that preachy. I try not to make any slip ups, and if I do I usually go back and fix it.
Ekmw511: Glad that you still like everything.
Rose Williams. I doubt that Riley will show up, but I've been known to do the unexpected so don't rule it out. You never know. Happy to see that you're along for the ride, I know where the story's going and still I'm just along for the ride, too.
Inkling: It's not bad to think that Wesley is drool-worthy. I was watching the Angel where Connor came back this weekend, and I really have to admit that when Wes is being bad, he's definitely drool-worthy. On the Angel front, I'm not telling, you'll find out about that in a little while. Although, Spike beating the hell out of him is right up there with chocolate as one of my favorite things in the world.
Buffspike: Was happy to see that you think the story's still great. We're getting closer to chapter twenty, so just hang in there, and wait for the big reveal.
Chp.17
Her Tail
Info: Chp.1
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The room having been arranged to their liking, and not after a few fights of what should be where. Buffy looks up, glances over the now double sized bed, and suddenly remembers that she has an appointment with her doctor.
Turning her gaze from the clock, she notices that Spike is placing the pillows at the head of the bed, and giggles.
After hearing a tiny little giggle, which he knows is probably directed at him for some reason. Spike finishes fluffing the pillow in his hands, placing it neatly on the bed, and he turns to his love. "What's so funny, Luv." He smiles, as he catches the glint of amusement in her gaze.
"Never in forever thought I'd see the day the Big Bad fluffing pillows, and making beds." She says through her incontrollable giggling. "I'm sorry it's just so funny." She snorts, covering her mouth with her hand as her face turns a bright red.
"What did you think that the bed in the crypt got made by fairies? Maybe, you thought that I wriggled my little nose, or pointed my finger and the crypt was clean, and the bed made?" He slowly prowls to the end of the bed and is now standing directly in front of her.
Suddenly sobering as he glares at her, "You know I never really gave it much thought. When we shared the year from hell, I didn't think about that stuff, and how it was done. I was more of the mind that I wanted to feel. I was so hung up on that, nothing else took any precedence. You made me feel, that's what was foremost in my thoughts." She hates to admit that once again she used him, and it was killing her. "You know I was one-track mind girl back then." She shakes her head, and turns from his knowing gaze. "Then the last delusion, hello cot in the basement, not really a lot there to make." She lightens the mood with that remark, making him chuckle, and her hands come to rest on her hips, as she turns back to face him, smiling.
He smiles back, and takes a moment to look up at the clock above their heads. Taking in a deep breath, "you do know that it's taken us half of the day to do this don't you?" Spike quickly changes the subject, not wanting to think about the last 'delusion'.
"Yeah, and I have an appointment with Dr. Wood in an hour." She reminds him, letting him get off of the subject, because she doesn't want to think about it either.
Raising his hand and placing it on her cheek, "I know. Want me to come with?" He asks sincerely. Looking her over, she didn't seem nervous about meeting the doctor for the first time, but he was nervous enough for the both of them. Spike didn't want her there alone.
"Do ever go anywhere without my cute tail?" She sarcastically asks. Her arms come up to cross over her chest; a slow, mischievous smile spreads across her face, as she sees the stricken look in his eyes.
"Hey now! I am not a tail!" He shouts, finally coming out of his stricken state. "A madly in love, ponce, maybe, but a not a tail." His eyes spark dangerously as he reaches out and grabs her around the waist. Pulling her rough up against his chest.
Laying her head on his chest, she relents when she feels his warm body on hers, and places a hand over his heart as it thumps in her ear. "I love you." She says, barely over a whisper, but he'd heard every syllable.
Taking a deep breath, his ire slips away at just the sound of her saying those three little words.
Feeling his body relax, against her cheek. "I want you to come with me." She tells him, rubbing her hand over his chest, and then looking up into his gaze.
"I love you, too, Princess." He replies, sifting her hair through his fingers, and leans in for a quick kiss. "Better get ready. Don't think you fancy goin' in there all sweaty, and dirty like." He smiles, looking at the dirt on her face, and the messy ponytail splayed on top of her head. No matter what she looked like he always thinks she's the most beautiful thing on the planet. Leaning in he places another little peck of a kiss on her forehead, turns her around to face the bathroom, he swats at her butt, and pushes her in the direction of it. " You go and get cleaned up, I'll be here."
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(I know not much here, but I did set up the next chapter. I also know that I didn't update yesterday, but chapter thirty called and I had to listen.)
Spuffyfan4eva: You do know that I'll have dreams about a big, old hand coming up out of the keyboard covered in Spikey crumbs, right? Oh, and MMMM! More Spikey goodness to enjoy, I don't care how crumbly they are.
Kari: Oh yeah! The best scene of Tabula Rasa, wish I were Buffy, and any Spuffiness is good Spuffiness, right. Now for the other review, you're welcome. I know it wasn't much but those filler chapters are always like that.
Buffyfan: I know who Jenny is. I just changed her name to suit me. Like I did Xander's, and you're correct on the Xander issue.
FTFchris: You really weren't all that preachy. I try not to make any slip ups, and if I do I usually go back and fix it.
Ekmw511: Glad that you still like everything.
Rose Williams. I doubt that Riley will show up, but I've been known to do the unexpected so don't rule it out. You never know. Happy to see that you're along for the ride, I know where the story's going and still I'm just along for the ride, too.
Inkling: It's not bad to think that Wesley is drool-worthy. I was watching the Angel where Connor came back this weekend, and I really have to admit that when Wes is being bad, he's definitely drool-worthy. On the Angel front, I'm not telling, you'll find out about that in a little while. Although, Spike beating the hell out of him is right up there with chocolate as one of my favorite things in the world.
Buffspike: Was happy to see that you think the story's still great. We're getting closer to chapter twenty, so just hang in there, and wait for the big reveal.