Doing the Right Thing
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AtS/BtVS Crossovers › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
5,211
Reviews:
24
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS) or Angel, the Series (AtS); nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 11
Chapter 11 Connorcentric
“Arrr!” Buffy uttered in frustration at the boy. “You’re just like Dawn!”
The boy gave her a ‘you’re nuts, lady’ look from under his shaggy hair.
“Now, be honest, luv. He doesn’t reach the pitches Dawnie can reach. My ears aren’t even ringing yet,” Spike protested.
“I’m not going with you,” The boy said, calm and confident. “I can take care of myself.”
“Well, he’s got something there, Buffy. He is a daywalker, nearly as strong as I am.”
Buffy narrowed her eyes. “I can take him.”
Spike rolled his eyes, “Uh, Slayer, you fight demons and whatnot. Not teenagers. If he wants to fight off Angelus and Druscilla on his own, he does have free will an’ all.”
He grabbed Buffy by the arm, “Sorry to have bothered you, lad. We’ll just head off to our posh hotel room.” Buffy started to sputter something, but Spike just shook his head. They headed down the sidewalk toward the parking lot.
Spike paused and turned back toward the boy. “Oh, just one tip. If Drusilla is with Angelus–she’s a really hot, dark haired chick–OW–”
Buffy elbowed him in the gut.
“Sorry, luv, but to a sex starved college boy, she’ll look hot. And you know she’ll try that ‘Look on me’ thrall crap. I just thought I’d warn him,” Spike spoke in a placating tone to her. “After all he is like a nephew or something to me.”
“Spike,” Buffy said in her whiney voice. “If they turn him, then I’ll have to stake him. And I don’t wanna. He has those big puppy dog eyes...” She pouted and ran a hand up under his shirt.
Spike tipped his head back, squeezed his eyes shut. “Bloody hell.”
He turned to the boy, “So, boy, just don’t look into her eyes, she can hypnotize you in a flash.” He vamped. “Then you’ll look like this, and Buffy will have to slay you. It’s what she does. And she’s supposed to be retired, aren’t you, baby,” he crooned to her.
Connor dropped his latte. “Wait, you’re a vampire? Why isn’t she slaying you?”
“Well, that’s a long story. I’m one of the good guys. All soulful and everything. Why don’t you join us for coffee, seeing how you dropped yours, and I’ll tell you all about it.” Spike returned to his human face. “How do you know about vampires, anyway? Most humans are clueless.”
The boy hesitated and then spoke. “The coffee shop is this way,” he said.
“So, tell us how you know about vampires,” Buffy said as they all sat down with gourmet coffee drinks.
“Well, I keep running into them. I almost got bit by the first one, but I managed to run away. I figured he was a vampire because of the teeth going for my neck, you know? So I went down town to this little magic bookstore and asked for books about real vampires. The clerk gave me a funny look but brought me some books from his back room. They were really helpful. I went to Home Depot, got some thick dowels and carved the ends into points. The next time I walked across campus at night and got jumped, I dusted him.”
“Angelus won’t be so easy to dust,” Buffy said. “Vampires get stronger the longer they live. Angelus and Drusilla are both very old and very strong.”
“Why does this dude want me, anyway? And what’s with this daywalker stuff?”
Buffy sighed. “There is no easy way to tell you this. Did you know you’re adopted?”
“Well, yeah. I’ve always known that.”
“Have you noticed how much stronger you are than everyone else?”
“Yeah. I thought maybe my real family were circus people or something. Freaks.”
“No,” Spike spoke up. “Your parents were my great grand sire Angel, vampire, and his sire, my great granny, Darla.. Also vampire. So that makes you something very rare, a being with the strengths of both vampires and humans. That’s why you are so strong and fast, why you can hear whispers through closed doors, why you can hear heartbeats.”
“Okay, so you’re right, I am all these things. So why does this Angel dude want me?”
“Angel doesn’t want you.” Buffy said. “Angel is one of the good guys. He’s a vampire with a soul. But when he loses his soul he turns back into Angelus, the vampire.”
“ Right bastard, he is.” Spike said.
“Angel knew all about you, so Angelus does, too. He probably wants to turn you because you’ll be a really strong minion. Plus, whatever plan the Powers that Be have for you might be screwed up, which he would find amusing.” Buffy explained.
Spike sat back and pursed his lips thinking. “Actually, I find the idea of screwing with the POB quite amusing, myself.”
“Spike!” Buffy elbowed him again.
Spike rolled his eyes at Buffy. “All right, I know. I’m one of the soddin’ good guys.”
“So you want me to come with you to protect me from Angelus.”
“Yup. We hope to capture him and resoul him.” Buffy scooped the whip cream off her drink and glanced sideways at Spike. Spike watched with an intense stare while she licked it off her spoon.
Connor shifted a little on his chair and thought about telling them to get a room “How do you resoul a vampire?” Connor asked.
“Well, not meaning to brag, but I fought an ancient god and won mine. But in Angel’s case, Buffy’s friend the witch will curse him with a soul.” Spike said.
“A soul is a curse?” Connor’s eyes got wide.
Spike gave a snort. “For Angel it is.”
“Say,” Spike said a moment later. “You know that problem you have with women, how it is so easy to hurt them?”
The boy stopped drinking and just stared at him.
Spike smirked. “I know all about it. Vampires always have that problem with human women, they’re so breakable. Daywalkers, same thing. What if I told you we wanted to take you to place that’s just full of indestructible teen age girl slayers. Some real cuties, too. And they are all looking for a guy like you. One that doesn’t break easy.”
“I have mid terms,” Connor muttered.
“Hey, no problem. We know a law firm that can fax some kind of excuse.” He slid Buffy a glance and she grinned, broadly.
“So where is this safe house full of girls?” Connor asked
“Cleveland,” Buffy and Spike spoke in unison.
“And we should get there as soon as possible. We don’t want Angelus to know Spike and I are involved with you. We want to catch him by surprise,” Buffy said.
It took them longer than they’d hoped to get out of town, because Conner insisted on taking all his books, notebooks, lap top, printer and scanner, plus he had to call a bunch of people to let them know he had a family emergency. Then they had to drive to Buffy’s and Spike’s hotel, for their things. They urged him to wait for them in the car, they wouldn’t be a minute.
They returned thirty minutes later with two small bags and messy hair.
“You know,” he said after they got on the road, “I think I have a vampire sense of smell, too.”
“Oh that is sooo gross!” Buffy squealed as Spike roared out a laugh.
“This is going to be quite an experience, I can tell already,” Connor muttered as Spike turned some moldy oldy cd. louder.
“Arrr!” Buffy uttered in frustration at the boy. “You’re just like Dawn!”
The boy gave her a ‘you’re nuts, lady’ look from under his shaggy hair.
“Now, be honest, luv. He doesn’t reach the pitches Dawnie can reach. My ears aren’t even ringing yet,” Spike protested.
“I’m not going with you,” The boy said, calm and confident. “I can take care of myself.”
“Well, he’s got something there, Buffy. He is a daywalker, nearly as strong as I am.”
Buffy narrowed her eyes. “I can take him.”
Spike rolled his eyes, “Uh, Slayer, you fight demons and whatnot. Not teenagers. If he wants to fight off Angelus and Druscilla on his own, he does have free will an’ all.”
He grabbed Buffy by the arm, “Sorry to have bothered you, lad. We’ll just head off to our posh hotel room.” Buffy started to sputter something, but Spike just shook his head. They headed down the sidewalk toward the parking lot.
Spike paused and turned back toward the boy. “Oh, just one tip. If Drusilla is with Angelus–she’s a really hot, dark haired chick–OW–”
Buffy elbowed him in the gut.
“Sorry, luv, but to a sex starved college boy, she’ll look hot. And you know she’ll try that ‘Look on me’ thrall crap. I just thought I’d warn him,” Spike spoke in a placating tone to her. “After all he is like a nephew or something to me.”
“Spike,” Buffy said in her whiney voice. “If they turn him, then I’ll have to stake him. And I don’t wanna. He has those big puppy dog eyes...” She pouted and ran a hand up under his shirt.
Spike tipped his head back, squeezed his eyes shut. “Bloody hell.”
He turned to the boy, “So, boy, just don’t look into her eyes, she can hypnotize you in a flash.” He vamped. “Then you’ll look like this, and Buffy will have to slay you. It’s what she does. And she’s supposed to be retired, aren’t you, baby,” he crooned to her.
Connor dropped his latte. “Wait, you’re a vampire? Why isn’t she slaying you?”
“Well, that’s a long story. I’m one of the good guys. All soulful and everything. Why don’t you join us for coffee, seeing how you dropped yours, and I’ll tell you all about it.” Spike returned to his human face. “How do you know about vampires, anyway? Most humans are clueless.”
The boy hesitated and then spoke. “The coffee shop is this way,” he said.
“So, tell us how you know about vampires,” Buffy said as they all sat down with gourmet coffee drinks.
“Well, I keep running into them. I almost got bit by the first one, but I managed to run away. I figured he was a vampire because of the teeth going for my neck, you know? So I went down town to this little magic bookstore and asked for books about real vampires. The clerk gave me a funny look but brought me some books from his back room. They were really helpful. I went to Home Depot, got some thick dowels and carved the ends into points. The next time I walked across campus at night and got jumped, I dusted him.”
“Angelus won’t be so easy to dust,” Buffy said. “Vampires get stronger the longer they live. Angelus and Drusilla are both very old and very strong.”
“Why does this dude want me, anyway? And what’s with this daywalker stuff?”
Buffy sighed. “There is no easy way to tell you this. Did you know you’re adopted?”
“Well, yeah. I’ve always known that.”
“Have you noticed how much stronger you are than everyone else?”
“Yeah. I thought maybe my real family were circus people or something. Freaks.”
“No,” Spike spoke up. “Your parents were my great grand sire Angel, vampire, and his sire, my great granny, Darla.. Also vampire. So that makes you something very rare, a being with the strengths of both vampires and humans. That’s why you are so strong and fast, why you can hear whispers through closed doors, why you can hear heartbeats.”
“Okay, so you’re right, I am all these things. So why does this Angel dude want me?”
“Angel doesn’t want you.” Buffy said. “Angel is one of the good guys. He’s a vampire with a soul. But when he loses his soul he turns back into Angelus, the vampire.”
“ Right bastard, he is.” Spike said.
“Angel knew all about you, so Angelus does, too. He probably wants to turn you because you’ll be a really strong minion. Plus, whatever plan the Powers that Be have for you might be screwed up, which he would find amusing.” Buffy explained.
Spike sat back and pursed his lips thinking. “Actually, I find the idea of screwing with the POB quite amusing, myself.”
“Spike!” Buffy elbowed him again.
Spike rolled his eyes at Buffy. “All right, I know. I’m one of the soddin’ good guys.”
“So you want me to come with you to protect me from Angelus.”
“Yup. We hope to capture him and resoul him.” Buffy scooped the whip cream off her drink and glanced sideways at Spike. Spike watched with an intense stare while she licked it off her spoon.
Connor shifted a little on his chair and thought about telling them to get a room “How do you resoul a vampire?” Connor asked.
“Well, not meaning to brag, but I fought an ancient god and won mine. But in Angel’s case, Buffy’s friend the witch will curse him with a soul.” Spike said.
“A soul is a curse?” Connor’s eyes got wide.
Spike gave a snort. “For Angel it is.”
“Say,” Spike said a moment later. “You know that problem you have with women, how it is so easy to hurt them?”
The boy stopped drinking and just stared at him.
Spike smirked. “I know all about it. Vampires always have that problem with human women, they’re so breakable. Daywalkers, same thing. What if I told you we wanted to take you to place that’s just full of indestructible teen age girl slayers. Some real cuties, too. And they are all looking for a guy like you. One that doesn’t break easy.”
“I have mid terms,” Connor muttered.
“Hey, no problem. We know a law firm that can fax some kind of excuse.” He slid Buffy a glance and she grinned, broadly.
“So where is this safe house full of girls?” Connor asked
“Cleveland,” Buffy and Spike spoke in unison.
“And we should get there as soon as possible. We don’t want Angelus to know Spike and I are involved with you. We want to catch him by surprise,” Buffy said.
It took them longer than they’d hoped to get out of town, because Conner insisted on taking all his books, notebooks, lap top, printer and scanner, plus he had to call a bunch of people to let them know he had a family emergency. Then they had to drive to Buffy’s and Spike’s hotel, for their things. They urged him to wait for them in the car, they wouldn’t be a minute.
They returned thirty minutes later with two small bags and messy hair.
“You know,” he said after they got on the road, “I think I have a vampire sense of smell, too.”
“Oh that is sooo gross!” Buffy squealed as Spike roared out a laugh.
“This is going to be quite an experience, I can tell already,” Connor muttered as Spike turned some moldy oldy cd. louder.