Disclaimers: All the characters in this story belong to Joss Whedon.

Chapter eight: There is the proof

Principal Synder sat at his desk, looking very pleased with himself. Spike was sat in front of him, looking really annoyed and Giles had just come into the room.

"Take a seat...Mr. Giles," he said as he pointed towards the chair next to Spike. Giles sat next to his son with a perplexed look on his face. Synder cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Should I explain to your father why we're here or should you do it, William?"

No response.

"Very well...Mr. Giles your son decided this afternoon that it would be a good idea to not only miss 5th period, but also get into a fight...now I thought I was pretty clear the last time... that if William stepped out of line once more that he would be expelled and therefore (smiles) I have no other option but-"

"Principal Synder...I understand that my son can be a bit of a nuisance, but I can assure you that he will NOT get into any more trouble," Giles interrupted him and Spike looked agitated and started fidgeting with his coat. He was such a troll that Synder and the whole school thought so, even the marching band and chess club. This guy was very much hated.

"You have said that the last three times...(looks at the teen) people like him deserve to be locked up," Giles now looked furious at him and kept his cool as he prepared to do him an offer.

"I'll have you know that William is one of the most smartest, caring lads in this school...(Spike glares at him) give him until the end of the semester and if he is still misbehaving...then you can do what you like but at least give him one last chance," Synder sighed and rolled his eyes at them both.

"Ok, ONE last chance and I mean it,now if you'd care to leave my office...I have some paper work to do,"

Both Giles' stood up and as they were leaving Synder said something.

"I'm watching you,"

Giles looked at Spike. Disappointed, but not surprised. Now was the time for some intervention.

"Get into the car, William,"

"Spike," Spike corrected his dad

"I do not think you're in the position to undermine me, now, the car," he ushered his son to the car. Groaning and moaning came from him. The drive home had been silent, neither of them uttering one word. Spike threw his coat on the coat rack and was on his way to his room when his dad stopped him.

"Where do you think you are going? I think you owe me an explanation," he raised his brows at Spike. Spike was now getting a drink of OJ and he shrugged at his dad.

"It was just history, like I need that bloody subject anyway...as for the fight...(pauses) he started it...," he explained and this only infuriated him more.

"And that does not give you the right to throw your weight around!"

"And it's fair for everyone else to do it?"

"No...I just wish you would concentrate on your school work instead of listening to other people,"

Not listen to other people? It is a bit hard when you're a very emotional guy but hide it with a ton of male bravado. Even though he had changed his appearance and his name a part of 'William', bookish nerd and poet remained inside of Spike, not that he ever admitted this. To anyone.

"As of tonight you are grounded, until you have proven to me that your behaviour has indeed changed," his eyes widened at this.

"But- you can't be serious! I said I'd meet the guys for pizza!"

"I can and I have...now I want you to go to your room and get your homework done...(spike is walking away to his room) And do not come out until it is done!" Giles shouted and Spike slammed his bedroom door.

The Summers family were sat round the dining table. Adrian had come home from college to spend some time with them. Buffy wasn't bothered. She had bigger things on her mind. While Adrian, Dawn and Joyce were eating and chatting, she just sat, making a potato castle out of her mash and not eating a thing. Adrian turned to see a very glum and distracted blonde.

"Buff, you gonna eat any of that?"

Her head turned towards her brother.

"Huh?" came her reply

"Buffy, are you ok?" her worried mother asked.

"Yea...uh, can I be excused?"

Joyce nodded and Buffy left the table to go to her room. Buffy was never like this, she was always cheery and talkative. That evening was very different. She had hardly said two words when she got home and when Adrian had entered all she said was "Hi,". Now normally she would be really excited and hug her big brother. This worried Joyce, but decided to leave her to sort herself out. It was now 9:45 PM. Buffy was dressed in a pair of black sweat pants and a white spaghetti vest top and over that was a jacket that went with the sweats. She had taken her glasses off and her hair was in a pony. A little ear pressed to the door to hear if anyone was out in the hallway. All clear. The bolt was pulled across on the door and she sighed. Buffy made her way over to the window and bit her lip as she opened it. This was going to be fun. She swung her leg over the ledge, ducked her head under the window and stood on the little edge. Tree or pipe? Tree or pipe? She opted for the pipe and grabbed hold of it, keeping her eyes focused on the sky and not the ground.

"Don't look down...don't look down," she muttered to herself as she shimmed down the pipe. When she was about a foot away from the grass she jumped from the pipe, landing safely. Dusting herself off she made her way to meet him.

He looked at the time and as he was sorting himself out with stakes, crosses and holy water Spike appeared in the living room.

"Get your coat, you are coming with me,"

"I thought I was grounded?"

Giles passed the blonde one of each. Spike looked at them. Confusion all over his face.

"I cannot trust you alone in the house, so you are coming with me... you are still grounded though," he stated

Spike sighed and grabbed his coat off the rack, putting the stake, cross and holy water into the pockets of his duster. He adjusted his glasses as they made their way out of the door.

"Fine, but don't expect me to get involved, pops,"

Redfields graveyard. Here she was stood outside the gate, pacing. What did he have in store for her? She was just starting to think she should leg it home when she saw a flash of peroxide. Great. Why did he have to come? Spike saw her standing at the gates. He wasn't able to see her face as she was now stood facing the gate. Was this what Spike had wanted to tell her the other night? That she was some stupid chosen one? Whatever it was the odd situations and deaths in this town were starting to make sense. Countless of bodies and skin being flayed. Yikes! Giles stood next to her and Spike was behind her.

"Bout time..." she whispered, avoiding his eyes.

"This way," Giles pointed at the gate and she went off ahead of them. She seems odder Spike thought. Giles searched for a freshly done grave. Spike was now walking with her. No glasses? Well that was a first.

"HERE! Over here!" Giles shouted and the pair made their way over to him. For some reason Spike actually felt sorry for her, for all of a minute. Buffy's nose wrinkled up at the grave and then looked at the watcher.

"You want me to fight with mud?"

"No, we will wait until he rises,"

"Rises? As in gets out of the grave?"

Spike sighed and rolled his eyes at her. For a smart person she was acting awfully blonde.

"Well we are in a graveyard, where else is he gonna rise from? A tree?" he chuckled and Buffy glared at Spike. The smirk was wiped from his face as he soaked in her green eyes and her cherub face. Wow she isn't that bad...WHAT!!! ok Spike lets go over this again. Buffy Summers is the thorn in your side...but a pretty thorn! He thought and he shook his head to get rid of his thoughts. Her eyes flashed such fire. This made them even greener. The vampire dug his way out of the grave and Buffy stepped back a little. Giles nodded to Spike and he nodded back both stepping away from her and the vampire. The vampire looked at Buffy and smiled. Her eyes were darting everywhere. When they rested on Giles he threw her a stake. She got it. The vampire advanced her and she ran but the vampire was charging her. He pounced onto her, pinning her to the ground. Giles and Spike watched on. She pushed him off and he landed on the ground next to her.

"Stake him in the heart, the heart!" Giles shouted to her and she plunged the stake into him. She missed. Eyes grew wide as the vampire flipped up off the ground, pulling her up with him when She bent down and flipped him over her back. The second times a charm and this was right as she plunged it back in him for the second time, turning him to dust. She was stood staring at the pile of dust on the floor. The watcher approached her.

"And there is your proof...I can understand that this is a lot to take in, Buffy?"

Head snapped up to look at him right in the eyes.

"I-I believe you...what happens now?" she questioned him

"Well firstly we must start your training, go over the history as I am fairly sure you would like to know more about who you are...stop by the library tomorrow, is that ok?"

She nodded.

"Sure...,"

The other teen looked on at the pair. She was good, he would admit that but he still didn't like her, yet. His dad looked at him and then back at her.

"We can walk you home if you like," Giles proposed and she shook her head.

"No...it's ok (looks at Spike) sorry," that was all she said as she walked out of the graveyard. The Giles men walked out five minutes after her.

"She said sorry," Spike stated

"Yes, she is a kind person at heart and I am sure she doesn't hate you,"

Spike scoffed at his dad.

"Like I care if she hates me or not...I'm only putting up with the chit coz I have to, it's won't change my opinion of her or feelings towards her," Why did she say sorry? She felt bad about hurting me? God this was going to be a bloody interesting year Spike thought. Giles smiled slightly. He thought that now and Giles could tell that his son was hiding his true feelings, even from himself.

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