Chapter Four

"Are you gonna be ok?" Angel asked from the driver's seat. Connor was knocked out in the back oblivious to their current conversation.

Spike nodded and opened the passenger side door then hopped out. "I think so. If he's really pissed you won't see me at school tomorrow, in that case just drop by and make sure I'm still alive." Angel let out a light chuckle, even though he didn't find what his friend said very funny.

Angel waved and took off down the street. Spike sighed and walked off to his doom. He unlocked the door and wasn't very surprised to find his father sitting on the couch.

"William, where in heavens name have you been?" The tone in his voice told Spike that he was angry but too tired to unleash all of it at once. At least now he might have a chance to get off easy.

"I told you already," Spike said as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, "one of my friends needed my help. You did teach me to help people in need." Giles glared at him and took several steeps closer. Spike remained unfazed by his father and fixed his gaze on other things in the room.

"It's late so I don't have time to deal with you right now, but don't think your getting off easy." Spike cursed in his head and looked his father in the eye. "Your punishment for now is an added two weeks of no driving on top of what I gave you yesterday and you are only allowed to go to school and then straight home. Remember this is just the beginning so get ready for the rest tomorrow."

"Fine, I'm going to bed." He stalked up the stairs and Giles let out the breath he didn't even know he had been holding in as he heard the slam of his son's door. He walked over to the table and picked up a picture that lay face down.

"This is what our son is doing with his life now." Giles paused and let his fingers trace over the glass that lay on top of the smiling woman's face. "I only hope that you can see the good choices he makes when I can't, Jenny."

"Buffy we are gonna leave you if your not down here in one minute!" Dean yelled. He was always the one who had to rush Buffy along for school.

"Fine, I don't give a fuck. I'll take my car and meet you guys there." A crash was heard along with a string of cursed after her yells.

Dawn gave Dean a sad look and he gave in. "Fine you can ride with Buffy in her car but if you get hurt don't come crying to me." Dawn laughed ad hugged her brother, he smiled glade that he could make her happy.

"Thanks, I mean what good was it to go to dads last night and pick up the cars if we weren't going to drive them."

"Correction, we all have cars," Dean said referring to himself, Buffy, and Jer, "you don't. Besides we have too many cars as it is, all of ours makes three pulse Holly's and Sam's make it five. The garage only fits two and I'm not leaving my baby on the sidewalk every night."

"You should get going; you know how Holly is when she's mad." Dean knew Holly was pissed off as it was since Sam insisted that she go to school while he stayed behind and took care of Morgan, making her madder wouldn't do either one of them any good.

Dean said goodbye to Dawn and headed out the door.

"Buffy I'm staying with you so Dean is gone now!!!" There was no response and Dawn walked over to the bottom of the stairs ready to go up and make sure her sister was ok.

"Ok, now I can take a shower and change out of this hideous outfit." Dawn rolled her eyes and walked over to the sofa slowly and flopped down.

"We are so gonna be late."

Spike ran down the stairs dressed in a pair of jeans and plain red t-shirt. Once he reached the bottom of the stairs he went straight to the kitchen, by passing his father who was sitting on the sofa.

"Good morning," Giles said simply to the now empty room. Spike walked back out with an apple in his hand and his back pack slung across his shoulder.

"I'm off to school." Spike said.

"You're up late." Spike could tell by the tone in his voice that he wasn't happy about it and that he was going to try to bring it up in their next argument. Luckily it wasn't going to be this morning since he was running late for school.

"I bloody well know that but I would like to know why you didn't wake me up." Giles brought the paper that was in front of his face down so he could look at his son.

"It is not my job to do that, you over sleep that's your problem. You were out all last nigh with your friends-"

"I was not out- I don't have time for this, I'm late." He gave his father a look of pity and headed out the door.

Spike slowly walked to school since he couldn't drive the car for another two weeks he would be walking to school from now on. He kicked a rock that was on the ground and watched as it rolled off the side walk and into the street.

"Bloody father and his nancy boy rules. Won't even believe me when I'm telling the truth." He shook his head and picked up his pace, but not by much. A black Lamborghini speed by and he stopped in his tracks as it stopped tuned back around, and cam to a stop next to him.

The black tented window rolled down and Spike was met with the face of Dawn Summers. She waved and Buffy leaned over her so she could get a better view of the bleached blond, she gave him a smile and opened the door. "Get in."

"Thanks for the ride." Spike said. Dawn got out of the passengers seat and Spike followed behind her. Buffy locked up her car and the three started to walk to the school.

"I'll see you later, ok?" Dawn nodded and threw Buffy her book bag. She caught it with ease and Dawn made her way to class.

"So why were you walking to school? I don't know you very well but you look like the type of person who has a car." Spike chuckled and shook his head.

"You're not wrong." Buffy gave a look of triumph and Spike found himself thinking about how cute she looked.

"So, why don't you have a car, is it in the shop or something?" Buffy asked breaking Spike out of his thoughts.

"I'm grounded" Spike said simply

Buffy nodded and they stopped in front of their classroom.

"You don't say? Me and my friends and fam didn't have anything to do with that did we?" She smirks up at him and he smiles and reaches out to grab the door knob. Before he can twist it Buffy reaches her hand out and places it on top of his. He looks over at her and sees that the smirk has left her face and has been replaced with a serious look.

"It was wasn't it?" She sighed loudly and ran her free had through her blond and red locks. "I'm sorry ok?"

Before Spike has a chance to answer the door opens and there hands are torn apart.

"Ahh… Mr. Giles, I see you've decided to come to class today." The man turns his head and looks at Buffy, she gives him a frown but it doesn't seem to faze him. "You've brought a friend, how generous. By the looks of it she's never been to class since I've never seen her before."

Spike pulled Buffy to him and put his right hand over her mouth knowing she was about to say something rude, insulting, or just plain degrading. "She's new, Buffy Summers. Cheek your roll."

The three walk into the class room, Spike's hand still in place over Buffy's mouth, and all eyes are on them. The teacher flips through papers and lets his eyes roll over name after name. He comes to a stop and look over at our two favorite teens. "You're right." Spike gives him a look that clearly spells out duh and the teacher gives him a glare.

"Welcome to Sunnydale Miss Summers. My name is Mr. Fisher and I will be teaching you the artistic ways of life, otherwise known as art." Buffy mumbles something but it's unrecognizable because of the hand that is still firmly against her mouth.

"Bloody hell that hurt!" Buffy smirked and Spike nursed his hand.

"You bit me!"

"Your point? I've been licking you hand for the past five minutes but it had no affect on you ya pervert!"

"I'm sorry to break up your lovers quarrel but I have a class to teach." Spike and Buffy tore their gazes away from each other and focused on Mr. Fisher.

"Where do I sit?" Buffy questioned as she looked around the room.

"Any where that's available just not in Mr. Giles's lap." Spike shot him a glare and Buffy just rolled her eyes. Spike went to his usual seat and Buffy sat across from him. She smirked as he stared at her as she sat down and placed her book bag on the floor next to her feet.

She was going to like having classes with Spike, a lot.

"Why won't you ever let me make my own choices anymore?" Buffy yelled as she walked down the hall way and glanced at her brother. Jer was on her heels trying to get her to understand that he knew what was best for her; she was his little sister after all.

Everyone who was in the hallway was staring at the two but the remained oblivious to the audience that they had attracted. Buffy stopped and turned around to face her brother. It was the end of the day and Buffy was just pissed she had to spend it yelling at her brother, at school no less.

"We weren't doing anything and you know I'm not a tramp so why do you treat me like one? We were just talking and you blew the whole thing out of the water." Her hand was now on her hip and Jer was just staring in shock at what she just said.

Did she really think that he thought she was a tramp?

"What's wrong, have you finally realized that there was nothing wrong with what we were doing? Are you thinking about how you're going to apologize?"

"Buffy you know what happened last time and you promised me you wouldn't-"

"Don't you dare bring that up!!! Not here!!!" Her eyes looked like she was closed to tears and Jer took a step closer to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and Buffy took a step back.

"Don't touch me." Her voice was soft but Jer could tell that she was angry.

"I'm leaving." She turned around and walked away. As she walked down the hall way he saw her whipping at her eyes and he hated himself instantly.

"Hi." Buffy said as the door opened to reveal all three of her siblings and Holly. They looked at her questionly and waked into the house.

"Sam told me to tell you that he missed you and that he's sorry he can't be here. Morgan wasn't feeling very well and wanted some ice cream so he went out to get here some. He'll be back soon."

Holly frowned. "I think I'm gonna give him an earful if you don't mind." She whipped out her cell phone and headed into the privacy of the kitchen.

Buffy giggled and all three Summers exchanged looks as Buffy smiled and exhibited no angry behavior. Smiling and giggling is usually not a good thing when Buffy is involved, that usually means that she's planning something or she about to do/say something really bad.

"Buffy why do you have a smile on your face? You skipped last period and yelled at me in the hall way before you left, I didn't expect to see you so…," Jer studied her face, looking fro any sing of anger or sadness like he's seen earlier. He found none.

"Calm?" Buffy asked. Jer nodded and Buffy sighed. She soon lost her smile and it was replaced with a look of wickedness. They all took a step back and she chuckled.

"I was waiting for you guys to get home so could tell you that I was leaving." Dawn looked frantic and Buffy went to her side instantly. "I just going out, I'm not leaving for good or anything."

"So where are you going?" Dean asked. I was he first time he'd spoken since he stepped in the house and he wanted to know what his little sister was planning.

"I'm going out to the Bronze with Spike and his friends. He says it's really cool so I wanna check it out." Jer looked like he was about to object but Dean placed his hand on his brother's shoulder and smiled faintly at Buffy.

"Ok, we'll see you when you get back." Both Jer and Dawn looked at Dean with shocked faces. Dean had never willing let her go out with a guy before, seeing it now was kinda weird… and scary.

"You're really gonna let me go?" Dean nodded and Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Is this some kinda trick, I had this whole speech about how was going and didn't care if you let me or not, having you just let me go is kinds disappointing." She playfully sulked and Dean smirked.

"I could change my mind if that helps."

"No that's ok." Buffy said quickly shaking her head. She gave her brother a bear hug and he gave her a quick kiss on her temple. "I'm gonna go get ready". She broke away and gave Jer a look and headed up the stairs.

"What do you think that look was for?" Dawn asked.

Dean surged. "With Buffy you never know."

Jer continued to stare at the stairs Buffy had just disappeared up. Buffy was his little sister and it was his job to protect her. Even if it meant her hating him right?

"So you're risking more punishment and go to the Bronze with us just so you can see Buffy?" Angel asked. They were sitting at the counter in the kitchen eating cookies.

Spike nodded and took a bite out of his cookie. "Yep. She's gonna meet us here in a little while and then we'll be good to go." Spike cocked his head to the side in contemplation. "Where have I heard that before?"

"That's what they say on the Taco Bell comical fucktard." Spike flipped Angel the bird and finished off his cookie.

"Do you have any tacos?" Angel rolled his eyes and Connor waltzed into the kitchen with his CD player in hand and the volume on maxim. He walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out the carton of milk and started to drink straight from the carton. Spike turned up his nose and Angel got up and smacked his step brother up side the head.

"What the hell was that for?" Connor questioned.

"You just drank out of the carton, uses a glass." The door bell rang telling that someone needed to get into the gate. A woman who looked to be abbot in her thirties came into the kitchen dressed in a maid's uniform. She stood in front of Angel and Connor and he sent her a nod saying that she could speak.

"Sir there is a Buffy Summer's at the gate, shall we let her in." She asked.

"Yes, let her in." She turned to leave but Angel grabbed her wrist lightly. "Don't call me sir ok Nicole? The woman smiled and gave Angel a nod and left to open the gate.

"Why is Buffy coming over?" Connor asked as he pulled out of Angel's grip. He took the milk carton with him as he sat down beside Spike and looked at Angel for an answer.

"Were going to the Bronze and she's coming along. Got a problem with that?"

"I do actually, how could you not tell me that she was coming over, is she bringing her sister?" Connor asked hopefully.

"No she's at home doing homework. Should you really be worried about my little sisters whereabouts, after all my brother Jer gets really made when guys just talk to me imagine what he would do to you if he heard you asked about her."

"Hi Buffy, it's good to see you again" Angel said.

Buffy smiled and Spike almost fell off the stool when he turned around to look at her. She had on a pair of black combat boots that went up to her knees, a black, grey, and red plaid button skirt that came just bellow her mid thigh, and a black corset tank top.

"It's nice to see you too Angel. You guys have a nice place, kinda reminds me of my dads place back in L.A." She looked around the house with a pleasant smile graced upon her glassed lips.

"That's nice, mind if I tag along with you guys?" Buffy glared at him for his comment and Angel shook his head.

"No you may not this is grown up time and you have to be over the age of fifteen to go." Buffy and Spike snickered as Angel spoke to Connor like he was a baby.

After a few yells and threats it was decided that Connor could come if he'd finished all his home work and didn't complain the whole time he was there.

Connor said he'd finished it and promised not to complain but Angel wanted proof so they headed up the stairs to find said homework, this left Buffy and Spike alone.

"So…" Buffy said as they sat in silence.

"Yeah.. about that."

"About what?" Buffy asked confused.

"Nothing." Spike shook his head and picked up a cookie off the plate in front of him. Buffy watched as he took a big bite and she glanced down at the other cookies on the plate. None of the cookies on the plate looked as good as the one Spike had so she did what any teen would do.

"Hey!" Spike yelled as his cookie was snatched from his hands. Buffy grinned and stuffed the rest of the cookie into her mouth; her grin grew wider as Spike folded his arms across his chest and pouted.

Buffy tried to resist laughing but it just came out, along with some cookie crumbs. She put her hand over her mouth and Spike grinned. "First you steel my cookie then you spit it all over me."

Buffy blushed and looked away. "I'm sorry. Your cookie just looked so much better and I wanted it. I'm used to getting my way even if it is small stuff." She wiped the chewed cookie crumbs off the counter into her hand as Angel and Connor cam down the stairs.

Connor had a victorious smile on his face and Angel had a frown spread across is.

"The kid's going?" Buffy asked. She got up and threw the crumbs in a nearby trashcan and looked back at Angel. He nodded and Spike hopped off the stool.

"Whatever lets just get to the Bronze before my dad gets home and fins out that I'm not there.

"Wait your grounded!" Buffy yelled just remembering his earlier words.

"So?"

"So?! I already got you in enough trouble and now I'm getting you into more, I refuse to go." She stomped her foot down and crossed her arms across her chest. Spike looked at her shocked to find out that she carried enough to worry about what happened to him. It was very touching.

Unfortunately Spike was the only one t touched. Angel marched over to Buffy and grabbed her hand and grabbed her hand. Buffy's eyes shot open and she let out a yelp as he pulled her out of the kitchen.

"Spike got himself into this mess and he can deal with his dad, don't worry."

"But I got his car taken away from him." Angel pulled her threw the living room and some of the other maids stopped and watched as Angel dragged the blond girl threw the house. Connor and Spike were on their heals the whole way, matching smirks on their faces.

Angel shook his head and Buffy tried to slow him down by digging her feet into the carpet. "You didn't do that, last weekend his dad was out of town and he threw this hug party, things got out of hand and lots of things were broken, to keep it short his dad come home early and the party was over."

"My life is like a bloody awful sitcom" Spike stated.

"Oh, well in that case." She wriggled out of Angel's grasp and rubbed her sore wrist. "I wanna drive."

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What a crappy place for me to end it, I know that's what your thinking so don't try to deny it.

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