A/N: Ok, this should be interesting. I have no idea what I've previously written haha. Let's try to make this work : )
.+Faith:.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either
Rating: R, just for good measure
Chapter One:
Marriage was a strange and somewhat excited thing. Almost two years into their initial relationship, Buffy and Spike were more or less, happily married. Although Buffy wouldn't admit that to anyone outside her very tight night group of people
She was the Homicide cop, his cop as Spike liked to call her. She dealt with death on a daily basis. In fact, that was how Spike and Buffy had originally met, standing over death, over blood.
Sleeping in a blissful state of ignorance, thinking that the world stops as soon as the pair fall asleep, the newlywed couple was sound asleep in each others arms.
Buffy's communicator beeped, signaling someone from the department was trying to get a hold of her. She grumbled, thought about not getting out of bed for a good minute or so, and then decided 'I guess the world doesn't stop after all.'
Buffy managed a very muffled and groggy, "What?"
"Dispatch Summers Lieutenant Buffy. Please report to . . ." the dispatcher read of the coordinates to Buffy who was going to be surprised if she could remember this in the next ten minutes.
"Alright, thanks. My ETA 20 minutes." She said
Naturally by the time the conversation was over Spike was already up and getting dressed.
"Go back to sleep. No sense in you being up at the ass-crack of dawn too." Buffy said to him through thin, heavy eyes
"Nonsense. I'm coming with you." Spike said matter of factly buttoning up a black long sleeved shirt.
"No, you're not. Do you really want to start the day off fighting? Especially after all the fun we had last night?" Buffy managed to shoot him a wicked grin as she began to step into the shower.
"Ah, yes." He remembered fondly of last night. She had woken him up after coming home late from work. They rolled around in the silk blue sheets, having flesh and silk rubbing against each other. Sex with Buffy was always something to remember fondly of.
Spike smiled and said, "Alright but at least eat something before you go. I can get started on some things here. Just call me if you need my assistance love."
"What, are going to buy a planet next or something?" she asked drying herself off with a towel.
"Why? Which one do you want?" he said smugly
"Show off. I need to go. I'll grab something on the way there . . . don't have time to sit and chat." She tried running out the door before he could grab her
Unfortunately, Spike managed to grab Buffy's arm and pressed himself into her.
"Take care of yourself. I want you to come home." He said it softly, trying not to allude to the fact that he worried constantly whether or not this would be the day that she didn't come home.
"You worry too much." She said with a smirk pulling him into a soft, loving kiss.
"Take care of my cop." Spike called it out to her after she had left the room.
He watched her from the window getting into her car and driving off to deal with what she dealt with best.
Just another day in Paradise.
A/N: I know, short. I just wanted to give you something more than a prologue. I can promise I will have chapters two and three up by the weekend. Saturday at the latest cause I have a test to study for tomorrow. I have to say, it feels good writing again : )
Faith