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Disclaimer: All BtVS characters and Concepts belong to Joss Whedon, Warner Bros., and Mutant Enemy (AKA the Meanies). I Intend No Copyright infringement this is A Non-Profit Work of Fan Art so please don’t sue.
Author's Notes: ‘Text in these denotes thoughts’ You can find the other stories in this series at my web page “The After Image of BtVs” http://www.afterimage.cjb.net. I started writing this series during the long wait for season four and I know that none of this is gonna happen in S4 so consider this an alternate universe story after the end of season 3 Kay? BTW this is a bit angsty in the start but gets kinda Silly near the end this is intentional as I plan on use the nightmares one of the next stories. ::Plug Plug:: AleXander's transcripts needs to be saved as a great resource for Fan Fic writers go to http://www.powow.com/btvspetition/index.html to save them ::End Plug End Plug::
He stood there, he just stood there in the shadows, he couldn’t move his body wouldn’t let him. It wouldn’t move it was worse then the wheelchair, when he had to watch his dark love carry on like a bitch in heat with their nutcase of a sire. But this time she wasn’t betraying him he was betraying her. He wanted to brake free of the invisible chain that bond him and rend that Chaos Demon limb from limb for even thinking about harming his Dru. But as before as in all the nightmares he couldn’t move his body just forced him to watch the death of his one true love over and over. Over and over he was force to watch the Chaos Demon claws tear into Drusilla's skin, hear her ear piecing screams as his teeth broke the skin of her stomach and he began feasting on the dead contents. He couldn’t even turn his head from the bloody scene before him.
He felt blood stained tears start to fall down his cheeks as Drusilla raised her head and calmly state “you killed me you killed princess”
Spike woke with a start, covered in blood tinged sweat. He looked wildly around then dropped his head back down on the tear stained pillow.
He let out a laugh, half bitter, half relief as he realized where he was ‘the slayers basement’. Not that he needed to hide from the sun any more. Not since that dam demons curse. But underground gave him a sense of safety, a sense of comfort. Almost as much comfort as his old gram when he was still human.
Pushing himself out of the small cot. He stumbled up the stairs still dazed from his half sleep. “I really hate working on human time” he muttered to himself as he looked at the clock reading 7:30 am. Garbing a bag of blood he poured some into a mug and placed it in the microwave. Spike sighed looking around the kitchen thinking of his vampire friend would say about this Spike, William the bloody microwaving bagged blood and in the Slayer house of all places. Shaking his head as he retrieved the mug burning his fingers in the process.
A few minuets later Spike downed the last dregs of his cup, got up and placed it in the sink. Deciding it was time for a shower his moved up the stairs with all the stealth and grace that come with being alive for two centuries. After his shower he walked down the hall felling refreshed ‘nothing like a shower and clean pair of clothes to wipe the cobwebs out of your head’. Pausing at the door way to Buffy’s bedroom he looked in to see her tossing and turning in her bed, her own nightmares haunting her.
Where once Spike would have rejoiced to see her in pain now his dead heart went out to her. And life once again lit up his dead eyes, as he purposely strode to her bedside. Gently placing his hand on her shoulder he gave it a small shake. No results, he gave it a firmer shake and another and the slayer flew out of her sleep going instantly into battle mode sensing a member of the undead near. Grabbing her arms Spike said “easy baby its only me” and pulled her into a hug at first she resisted staying stiff against him then she let her body relax into him. After a few minuets Spike pulled back “why don’t you grab a shower while I cook you a nice breakfast” Buffy gave him a surprised look and shook her head “You cook no thanks” giving her a look of mock offence he said “I’ll have you know Drusilla was quiet the fine dinner and made me take lessons from some of the best chefs in Europe, now get into that shower” smacking her bottom on the way out.
Spike smiled as he flipped the pancakes over in the pan then dumped them into the already overflowing plate. He wasn’t lying when he said Drusilla like human food he did as well for that matter, it may not do much for the blood lust but it was a change. And like they change was a good thing. Spike chuckled at that thought remembering he once told Angel that demons don’t change.
He turned his head as Buffy came into the kitchen her hair still glistening from her shower. She graced him with a grateful smile when he placed the pancakes in front of her. “Feeling better pet?” he asked in what he hope was a casual tone. Buffy graced him with a half smile and nodded. Taking a bite of the pan cakes Buffy’s face registered surprise and looked out at Spike “theses are really good” Spike smiled and sat down to his own.
They sat for while in comfortable silence. Each was going over their own thoughts when Spike broke the silence. “Your mums coming home tomorrow isn’t she?” Buffy nodded eyeing him wearily. “What’s she gonna say about a vampire living in the basement luv?” Buffy shrugged “nothing, she likes you” Spike nearly choked on his pan cake “What?” Buffy gave Spike a bemused look and said each word slowly “My Mother Likes You”. Then broke into laughter. Spike was more then a little startled he knew Joyce had given him hot chocolate and listened to him moan about Dru but he thought it was just because she thought he was on Buffy side at the time.
Buffy got and put their plates into the sink when they where done. Turning to Spike she said “I’ve gotta go to Giles tell him about last nights patrol” Spike nodded and started to fallow her out the door. “Where are you going she asked grabbing his arm” she asked “with you, your watcher has to know I’m back some time and the sooner we tell him the less he thinks…” he let his voice trail off. Buffy nodded eagerly she remember the fight they had when Giles found pout about her hiding Angel. Buffy looked over at Spike standing in the Sun with amused expression. “What?” he asked noticing it. “nothing it’s just I’ll never get used to that” pointing at him. Spike laughed “you and me both luv”.
Buffy and Spike stood at the to the Watchers home. They had been bickering good naturally since they left Buffy’s house. “come on Spike Giles doesn’t bite” “but I do luv” he shot back before knocking on the door. The middle aged Watcher opened the door portable phone to his ear. Taking one look at Spike standing in full sun light he said “umm Darien I’ll call you back” and hung up. Giles just looked and looked at the two one time immortal enemies standing on his doorstep.
Seeing Giles wasn’t going to snap out if his trance any time soon she moved past him and invited Spike in. as Buffy pulled her Watcher over two his couch he spluttered “Ho… how” “Short version?” she asked as she and Spike sat down. Giles nodded “Spike went back to Brazil tortured Drusilla into loving him again, the Chaos Demon she was seeing didn’t like that, came after them killed her cursed Spike, now he cant a human or commit suicide. Which means he get a cool sun proofing deal, oh and by the way his staying at my place and he helped me on patrol last night” Buffy took a deep breath after finishing. Looking nervously at Giles. The Watcher got and stated “I need a drink”.
Several hours and many drinks on Giles behalf Spike and Buffy left his house. They about forty feet before Spike broke out into laughter soon followed by Buffy “Did you see the look on his face when I told him I was going to patrol with you every night pet? I thought he was going to have a heart attack” Spike managed between laughs. Trying not to think about how strange it was to laughing with a slayer instead of killing her Spike pulled himself up and said, “let’s go shopping luv I need some new cloths” Buffy gave him a look of mock disbelief “I thought you only had one set of cloths” then she smirked at the idea of giving Spike a make over. Grabbing his hand. Spike realized his mistake. Never ask a teenage girl to help you go shopping.
As Buffy dragged the now reluctant vampire into the mall she spotted Willow and Oz ‘Must have gotten back last night’ pulling Spike with her she call out “Willow” when she was only a two feet behind her. Willow and Oz, spun around look at Buffy. Upon seeing Spike behind the Slayer Willow squeaked and jumped behind Oz who maintained his calm façade and said “Um Buffy Vampire why isn’t it going poof” Buffy laughed and said “Spikes good now” then frowned “kind of”. Spike and Buffy walked around with the Witch and Werewolf for about half-an-hour before splitting off. After they left ear shot Spike said “Luv why didn’t you tell them about the curse?” he was a bit puzzled why Buffy didn’t tell her best friend although he wasn’t upset she didn’t tell them it was nice to have some privacy. “Figured you didn’t want them to know Giles had to know, they don’t” Spike smiled and felt all glowy inside ‘Oh great I’m turning into my poof of a sire one word from the slayer and I turn to mush’.
Walking into ‘Burnstains’ men’s fashions. They were accosted by a bubbly young girl. Make Spike wish he could die and fast. “I’m Angela, like what can I help you with” the airhead said. Buffy and Spike groaned inwardly then Buffy turned on her air head persona “like my man’s looking for a new wardrobe” “Cool” the twit as Spike had mentally tagged her said. Angela bounced off leaving the slayer and vampire to follow her “Can I eat her?” Spike whispered into the Slayers ear and too his surprise she giggled ‘I excepted to get a hit upside the head not a giggle’ Spike smiled he loved her laugh it lightened his heart. “No you may not eat the staff,” she said in a serious tone but the laughter in her eyes wrecked the effect.
Reaching the changing room after spending an hour listening to Angela babble on about cloths, the only redeeming feature was Buffy matching her Air headed attitude with one of her own. ‘Who knew she was such a good actress, at least I hope she acting’ going into the changing room he striped down in to his underwear (Note: no I will not go into detail about Spikes body,) he pulled out the cloths Buffy had selected; slacks, jeans, T-shirts, and about half a dozen other thing he didn’t even know the names for. When he had originally planed to go shopping he had just want to get some more of his usual clothes not a completely new wardrobe. But the look on Buffy’s face made it all worth while in his mind. Coming out of the dressing room decked out in jeans and a dark red T-shirt, Buffy said “you look great” noticing the twit was nowhere to be seen he turned to Buffy and whispered “I know but how am I gonna pay for this I don’t exactly have a lot of money” Buffy looked a little startled and puzzled “Angelus took care of all the finances when he split the second time I didn’t have a chance where he put the money” Comprehension dawned on Buffy and she said “I’ll pay for It” noticing him about to object “its on my dad a kick back for missing my birthday, Christmas and graduation although I didn’t want him there for the last one” flashing Spike a smile she bounded off to pay for the cloths leave the blond vampire to change back into his cloths.
Several hours later the slayer and vampire where walking down the Rodello Drive talking about where Spike was going to live “I said you could stay with us as long as you want” Buffy persisted “I know that luv but what's your mum gonna say a vampire living in the basement even if it is one she likes” he said the last with a cocky grin. “I don’t know but the shape your finances are in you cant afford any thing decent” the Slayer sighed. “we'll just have to deal with it when she gets home tomorrow” Buffy said pushing throw the back door. “Deal with what Buffy” came a voice in front of them and Spike froze in terror. It was creature more terrifying than the worst demon of hell, and it stood right in front of them The Slayers Mother.