Setting – Angel S5 – AU – Takes place in resurrected Sunnydale. Just imagine Wolfram & Hart worked some mojo and restored it to its former self. Spike and Darla come across each other and things develop between them.
Darla closed her eyes listening to his words. She didn't know, all she felt was numb, not knowing what to do. Half of her wanted to stay, the other half, well she didn't understand what she wanted. She whispered shakily, "I don't know," letting a tear fall down her cheek. She stood up walking towards the window, watching the rain and the darkness, wrapping her arms around her body and holding herself.
Spike shook his head, and started to talk in an even tone, felling slightly rejected, "Of cause you're not going to stay. Why would you? I have nothing to offer you, only my love, trust and my promise that I will never hurt you. But, well that's no good in this world is it? All I have is this stupid bloody crypt and a classic car." He stood up and threw his hands up slightly, his voice rising slightly, "I mean look at me. I'm nothing. I'm a sorry ass excuse for a vampire. I don't deserve to be with someone like you." He shook his head and spoke quietly, "I'll never deserve to be with someone like you. Dru should never have sired me." He sighed, walked over to the fridge and took out a bottle of JD. Opening it quickly he brought it up to his lips and started guzzling it down fast, anything to numb the way he was feeling.
Darla turned to look at him, letting the tears fall down her face. She quickly wiped them away, her voice coming out slightly shrill. "What do you mean you don't deserve me? I don't deserve you! How could you treat me like this, after everything I used to do to you!" She walked over to him, shaking a little. "You think that I won't stay with you because of the way you live, what you own?" She took in a deep ragged breath turning away, resting her head in her hand, looking down at the floor. "I don't deserve to be brought back here. To be treated not like a whore," she whispered softly, focusing on the floor. Remembering back to how she used to be treated, even raped most of the time.
Spike took the bottle away from his lips and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He raised his eyebrows, slightly annoyed, but not sure if it was aimed at himself or her, "Why the hell do you think I used to try my best to annoy the crap out of you all those times? It was just to get you to look at me. You were above me and you never gave me the barest sparing glance. Yeah, I used to get beaten for annoying you, but it was bloody worth it. Just to get you to look at me in anyway I could." He took a deep ragged breath and walked closer to her. He shook his head, softening his tone, "Everyone deserves a second chance, and you have it. You should make the most of it. What happened before is in the past, and now it's time to make a fresh start. Don't turn your back on something between us that I know is going to be great." He tilted her chin up so he could look into her eyes, "Darla, please."
Darla looked up into his eyes. Knowing everything made sense in some weird way. "You really did that? I mean after me being a bitch and you being with Dru?" She was confused, she never would have guessed, never in a million years.
Looking into his eyes it made her feel so warm inside, she wanted him and she didn't want to ever leave. She kissed him passionately, holding onto his arms tight, losing herself in the embrace.
Spike smiled slightly, "Yeah, I did. But at the time I didn't really know why it was that I was doing it. I just felt like that's what I needed to do to get you to notice me. I didn't understand why, I just felt that way. I couldn't get my head round it. I was with Dru and she was my world, and you were with Angelus. But I couldn't stop even though I knew I shouldn't be doing it."
He tilted his head to the side and looked deep into her eyes as she looked at him. When she moved closer he held an unnecessary breath. As she kissed him his hands came up and hovered just beside her shoulder briefly. Kissing her back with the same passion, he wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss.