Livin' Life in the Fastlane

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A/N
Hey folks, I’m back with another chapter. I know it must be kind of boring without all the smut but I need to tell the background story. Thank you all for your fantastic reviews, they really keep me going. As for the smut, let’s make a little competition. Five reviews that tell me “Yay for Spuffy smut” and I will write an interlude before the next chapter (I know it’s bribery but, aren’t I good at it *laugh*). So now enough with me babbling here, go on and enjoy it. Oh and for Buffy’s house: it is the same as on Revello Drive but now it’s settled in L.A..
Hugs to all!

P.S.: Elanor: I found a way to put a dark past into the story for Spike! ;)

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Previously on Livin’ Life in the Fastlane:

Spike and Buffy find Dawn and Willow missing and a badly injured Xander in the garage. They received a letter from Angel and he wants them to meet him in the desert the next night.

Chapter 14: Desert storm

Buffy and Spike arrived at Buffy’s house shortly after they had left the hospital and Xander. Buffy stayed in the kitchen to make some sandwiches for dinner while Spike stepped out on the back porch to have a smoke and to think about the events of the day. The setting sun and its orange glow illuminated Spike’s face and the smoke he blew out into the winds curling around his head him him almost a mystical look. He was deep in thoughts. He couldn’t understand why this had to happen to him. It has never been easy for him to find friends even as a child and he had been so lucky to meet Buffy and her friends and now to be a friend to them himself. Why could it never be easy, why did life always had to play a trick on him and then laugh its ass off?

“Because it seems just to be your fucking luck” Spike muttered to himself.

“What are you saying, baby?” Buffy asked while she encircled his waist with her arms and laid her head on his back. Spike was a bit startled. He hadn’t recognized Buffy walking out on the porch.

“Nothing, just being happy with my damn luck” he told her, sarcasm dripping from his voice. He laid his hands onto hers in front of his stomach and they entwined their fingers.

“You know that what happened isn’t your fault, do you? You or you being with me doesn’t have anything to do with it” Buffy told him.

“Oh it isn’t, is it?” Spike suddenly turned around and asked in an angry voice. “If I hadn’t let my anger and my violent tendencies let get the better of me nothing would have happened. Police boy would stillfullfully functional and wouldn’t have taken any revenge ‘cause there wouldn’t have been anything to pay back. We would probably right now be sitting here, ‘aving a decent barbeque and laugh about everything and nothing. But no, I would have none of it, because I always have to prove that I can do whatever I like.”

As Spike ended his tirade Buffy took a step forward to where he had moved out of her reach and took both of his hands in her smaller ones.

“Are you finished?” she asked. When he nodded but didn’t turn to look at her she continued.

“Spike, look at me” he turned his head and looked into her hazel orbs “please believe me when I tell you that nothing that happened had anything to do with you except perhaps the beating of Xander. Angel and I have a background and I had it long time coming. I just never knew when he was about to strike and got sloppy and let my defence down. That Willow and Dawn aren’t with us right now” she had to swallow hard “is only because Angel thinks he has an open revenge on me.”

When he didn’t seem to make a move or say anything her voice grew smaller and her eyes became pleading.

“Please baby, at least you have to believe me as nobody else seems to.”

“I believe you. But I can’t understand why anybody shouldn’t believe you. I think Willow, Xander and Dawn believe you as well. Don’t you have faith in your friends?” Spike’s voice was void of emotion but sincere. He still wouldn’t want to believe that he had nothing to do with the incidents from the day.

“Willow and Xander have been my friends like forever” she continued “and we have always been a group. In this group I always kind of had the role of the leader whether it was in school or now with the garage or anything else. And Dawn, well, she is my sister and you know how they tell it, blood ties, and I think if I told her tomorrow that the earth was flat she still would believe me and not question what I said. That’s why I need you to believe me.”

Spike had to chuckle slightly at her last comment. “Baby, I’ll believe anything you’d tell me because I know you have no reason and especially wouldn’t lie to me” he told her gave a small kiss to her head.

“Thank you” she answered him and smiled at him.

“So, pet, why don’t you tell me more about your background with Peaches and why he wants to get under your skin? Do you think Xander will be mad at me when he wakes up?” he couldn’t help the second question. The friendship to his male buddy was still fresh and he wouldn’t want to lose it only because he couldn’t rein his temper.

“No, silly” Buffy still smiled at him” he won’t be mad. He’s a tough guy. If it doesn’t kill him, it makes him stronger.” Since she knew that Xander would be alright she was relieved and tried to play dohe fhe fear about what might have happened with slight jokes. “And for my background with that evil bloodsucker, let’s eat dinner first.n wen we’ll have a nice cup of coffee and get comfy inside and then I’ll tell you the whole story. After that, if you are still awake, we can make plans on how we go on from now.”

“Okay, luv” he bent down to give her a kiss. After they separated they set down onto the porch to eat and watch the sun set over downtown L.A. .

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The dinner was spent in comfortable silence and afterwards both of them entered the kitchen to clean the plates and the kitchen itself. When they finished their task Buffy told Spike to go on into the living room and get comfortable while she made coffee. So he went outside the kitchen and sat on the couch. He found a soft and warm blanket and waited for Buffy to finish the coffee so he could wrap it around them once she had settled on the couch with him.

When Buffy emerged from the kitchen ten minutes later she found Spike sitting on said couch waiting for her, the blanket spread between his hands. Soft music was playing from the stereo and Buffy set the steaming coffee pot, two cups and spoons and the sugar onto the small coffee table in front of the couch. When she sat down she found herself wrapped into her favourite blanket and Spike bent forward to fix them both a cup of the black brew inside the pot. When he finished he handed Buffy one of the cups and joined her beneath the blanket holding his own cup in his hands.

He sat slightly behind her and Buffy leaned backwards and againis his hard muscled chest. She gave a small sound that could be easily identified as purr and sighed.

“If it weren’t for those stupid circumstances I could stay like this forever” she told him smiling.

“Me too, pet, me too” he answered her, smiling in response.

“So, I guess you want the whole long and boring story of me and Angel, the son of Hell itself” she joked lightly. When he nodded and gave her a reassuring squeeze she continued.

“I think I was about seventeen when rst rst met him. He was in college back then and the star quarterback of the football team. He had always been very popular as his parents seemed to have endless financial resources. He also had been into fast cars and illegal street racing since the day he got his driver’s license. So you can imagine he had quite the reputation and was the dream of every girl that knew him. When we first met it was like we were cosmically drawn to each other. He was the sweetest of all boys I had met so far. So loving and caring and I fell hard for him. We dated for about three months and then he got me into his bed. We slept together for the first time and suddenly everything changed. He seemed to be a totally different person just like he had lost his soul. From that night on I was nothing more than a sex toy to him to bide his time. “

Buffy felt Spike’s arms tighten around her body and his breathing had vanished into straight growling.

“Wait, it’s gettiven ven better” she continued a sarcastic smile plastered to her face “this went on about one and a half year. What can I say, I was young he was my first love and I was stupid and naïve. I thought he just had a phase and it would get better anytime. But it didn’t. Then one night he came home totally drunk and literally forced himself on me. Love makes you blind. I just realized it a few years later. Well we “slept” together without protection and I got pregnant.”

Spike saw that her eyes started to well up and he laid his head on top of hers. He began to stroke her bare arms and slightly coaxed her to go on.

“The problem was he never wanted a child and I was so young. He said if I wanted to keep it I had to do it all on my own. He wouldn’t help me and he sure wouldn’t pay for it. If I weren’t able to protect myself against such a “thing” then it would be my responsibility. His reputation wouldn’t be harmed because of my stupidity, and that’s a quote. So he made me abort the child.”

Tears were now falling freely down her cheeks and she had to stop. Spike held her firmly in his arms while sobs wracked through her body. When she seemed to have calmed down a bit he looked deep into her eyes.

“I am so sorry, pet, no one should have faced something like that, especially not when one is as youn you you were. But I promise you, that buggering little piece of shit, will pay for every little detail doe doesn’t suit me in your joint history. And let me tell you that it is not just a few things” he kissed her slightly on her lips.

“I know that I can’t stop you, if that’s what you want to do” she looked into those cerulean depths “but be careful. He is most dangerous.”

He told her with a kiss that he had understood what she had said and to show his gratefulness for her faith in him.

“Now let me continue” her voice had grown stronger “because even this sad story has a bit of fun in it. After the abortion I was so broken and depressed that my only thoughts were about when and where I could repay him. Over the nearly two years we were together I learned my fair share about cars and tuning. I also wanted to have my own team and earn my living by customizing rides. So I had the perfect plan. I would steel his beloved car and the papers to it and face him in a big event with masses of people. So we met at one of the racing nights he and his team organized. You should have seen his face when I arrived in his beloved Nissan Skyline. I got into the race by offering “my” papers to the winner. He had to agree to the terms and to me racing against him in his car because his reputation would have been severely damaged if he had made a big scene about it. I also think he didn’t believe in me winning the race and so we went for it. Well long story short, I won, took the car, the money and vanished into the night. A few days later I dived ved my college funds and opened the garage and with that founded Buffy Summers Racing.”

“Well, aren’t you just the little vixen…” Spike chuckled while Buffy started to giggle.

“I told you it would be funny. The even more funny part of it is that he never could come to me and force me to give him his ride back. First because I won it fair and square in the race and second if he would have gone to the police and told them everything he surely would have gone to jail. So you see, I got a nice ride, the reputation and my own team. The bad taste in this “arrangement” is that I always knew that he would try to have his revenge and that’s were we are now.”

“If the situation wasn’t so serious right now, I think I would be rolling over the floor laughing my ass off…” Spike still chuckled.

“Yeah me too, and so that you know if you haven’t already recognized it, that is also the reason why my car is missing.”

“Now that you tell me, I reme tha that it wasn’t in the garage anymore when we found Xander. But then I don’t understand why he had to kidnap Red and the Lilt. Ht. He already has what he wants.”

“Oh no, Spike, he hasn’t even begun. I think he wants to force me into a race against him and this time the stakes will be much higher than the first time. He needs to re-establish his reputation out on the streets and he wants to hit my deep.”

“Okay” Spike sighed “what’s the battle plan for tomorrow?”

“First of all we need to get your car somewhere safe. It is the only thing we can hold against Angel. It is the only car strong eh toh to beat mine, as they are the same. So the better driver decides the race. And we need a fast backup ride, so Dawn and Willow can escape once we released them. For tomorrow night we will take my mom’s old SUV to drive to the desert.”

“What about backup, as in human?” Spike inquired.

“All of our friends are either kidnapped or injured so it will be just two owo of us” Buffy answered.

“Let’s hope everything goes smooth, and that son of a bitch doesn’t decide to kill us on first sight” Spike muttered under his breath. Inside his skull his brain was working overtime and he slowly developed a way of personal backup and inwardly smiled a cruel smile. “Yeah he’s going to get it big time” he thought to himself.

“No he won’t do that, reputation is one of the most important things out on the streets so he needs to beat me in public” Buffy reassured him.

“Okay, so now that’s the plan, pet?”

“That’s the plan.”

“I think there will be a storm in the desert tomorrow evening…” Spike said while they both got up from the couch to go to bed.

“Yeah me too” Buffy answered while both of them went up the stairs to her bedroom.

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To be continued…

Upcoming: Chapter 15: To Hell We Ride