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sorry , I wanted to update yesterday, but I had trouble with the server :(

Here's the new part:

PART 8

-- I don't know how much that vampire can hold his alcohol, but I imagine he must have sobered up by now! Maybe.. he didn't even wait for me and is already on his way… Ok, Buffy: now try to say it again with a little less sadness! -- the Slayer chastised herself as she parked the Jeep next to the warehouse, getting off the vehicle and heading towards the entrance.

"Scchlayyerrrr! C'mon, get in, Iii waaash waiting for ya.." Spike welcomed her, running into her with a bottle of vodka in his hand, dragging her inside by an arm.

Buffy was blind with rage and she roughly freed herself from his grip.

"I can't believe it, you are drinking again! Are you nuts? Just this morning you cursed alcohol and its inventors!" she snapped, trying to snatch the bottle from him.

"Yeah, but then the night fell down, I felt miserable … aaand this issh the answeeer.. " he slurred, raising the bottle to prevent her from taking it.

"You're helpless. I've had enough patience, but now I don't care anymore: you gotta.."

"Driiink wiiith meee.." he invited her, ignoring her words.

"What?" she said astonished, staring at the bottle.

"Ya heard me. Something tells meee ya're not happier than meee… I'm just thiiinking about.. Look, if ya thiiiink your life issh perfect the way it issh, and ya miss nothing and ya're happy.. ya're freeee to leave nooow .."

And that was what Buffy did.

He was going to curse, but she saw her coming back.

"I just went to lock my car… I thought I would be here for no more than five minutes, instead I'm afraid it will be a very long night.." she explained, sitting on the ground, as he gave her a glass, happy to have her as a drinking mate.

"I've just bought it frooom a store nearby, it's stiiill fresh!" he informed her, showing the bottle, adding another one, still of vodka.

"Yummy.. mint and lemon … my fave flavors.. how did you know it?" she wondered, playing with the glass.

"Maybe, because they are my fave ones, too!" he explained, sitting next to her.

" Honestly, my real faaave flavor issh another one.. but thee shop-boy looked at me as I waaash fool when Iii asked him if there waaash a blood flavorrred vodka… " he added, making Buffy laugh.

"Hey, don't you know I'm not even old enough to drink?" she teased him, stretching the glass towards the bottle of lemon flavored vodka.

"Ya're right, sooo maybe ya'd rather have a coke or an orange juiiice.." he struck back, pretending to go look for them.

But she made him sit again, pulling him by his shirt.

"Shut up.. and POUR!"

"As my Mistress wishes!" he said ironically, opening the bottle and pouring the liquid into her glass, as he filled his with mint flavored vodka, the one he had already opened, emptying a quarter of the bottle.

"Mm.. so good, so icy!" Buffy murmured, gulping it down in one shot.

Spike smiled.

"Hey pet, easy or ya'll end up drunk after the first glass!"

"Naaah, I think I can hold my alcohol much beeetter than ya…" she struck back, without even noticing she was already slurring.

"Sure, pet, sure!" he muttered, filling her glass, without even waiting for her to ask.

TBC

Their alcoholic night goes on, but you'll find more about it tomorrow, ihihih :D

I hope you'll still like it