8.
All in a Days Work
Jackie walked at Spike's side. They'd left before the police had come, not quite sure how to explain the situation. Surely no one would believe a crazed Vampire had tried to kill them?
The pair had been silent for a while now, simply walking together and enjoying the cool evening.
It was Jackie who spoke first.
"Thank-you,"
Spike looked at her, noticing suddenly how mature she looked right now, the way she held herself and the expression she wore was that of a wise person.
"For what?" he asked.
"For everything," Jackie said. "You saved me, again."
Spike pushed his hands into his pockets, not used to being thanked, but enjoying it.
"All in a days work," Spike smirked at her.
"Anyway, it was in the end that you kinda, well… you know." Spike didn't quite know how to say he'd been saved by a girl over a hundred years younger than him.
Jackie smiled; she understood what he was trying to say.
Jackie was now satisfied that if ever a 'good' Vampire existed, Spike would be it. He'd come back for her, even after she'd refused to go with him, after she'd doubted his loyalty to the 'good' side.
And he didn't bite her.
Jackie smiled again to herself, feeling a little bit of a spring in her step, despite having been bitten only a few hours ago.
Spike slowed to a stop and Jackie looked back at him. He smiled at her, and held out his hand to her.
"Would you come back to America with me to fight this war love?"
Jackie stayed silent for a while, looking at this Vampire who had befriended her only that day.
She took his hand.
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