I'm Sorry William

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I’m Sorry…William_2

Buffy Awoke with a start, trembling.
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“So what are you gonna do Buddy?” Clem asked. He was really worried about Spike. He hadn’t seen him this distraught before.

Spike just smiled sadly as he raked his fingers through his hair. “All she sees is the monster. That’s all she’ll ever see. T’s what she wants so it’s what she’s gonna get. I just hope it makes her happy.”
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“So?” Willow pounced as soon as she returned to the table. She practically forced Buffy to dance with some guy who came up to their table and asked her.

“So?”

“Well are you gonna…” She wiggled her eyebrows.

“No. No sparkage…he’s not…I mean he’s nice and everything but he…He’s not…”

“It’s ok. I get it…” Willow pulled Buffy in for a hug. “I’m sorry…I just want you to be happy…as happy as I am with Tara, and Xander is with Anya.”

“I know.” Buffy said softly.
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“I’ll be back in a minute…I saw a friend I need to say hi to…” Dawn squealed jumping from her chair. She made her way over to the bleached blonde playing pool.

“Hey Niblet.” Spike had his back to her and didn’t even glance up from his shot. He could smell her.

“Hey Spike.” She sat on one of the stools beside the pool table and waited for him to finish his game.
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“Where’s Dawn?” Buffy asked. She had just returned from the bathroom.

“She’s over by the pool table talking to Spike.” Willow said nodding her head in that direction.

Buffy glanced over and saw how happy he looked talking to Dawn. She walked over in that direction.
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“Hey.” She walked up to the pair and smiled.

Spike glanced at her, eyes flashing yellow and turned his back on her. He let out a low warning growl.

Dawn glanced from one of them to the other. ~ What the hell is going on? ~

“See ya bit.” He walked out of the bronze, not looking back. Not inhaling her scent. Not acknowledging her presence.

“What’s up with him? Have you been on his case again?” Dawn pouted. She was having a nice conversation with Spike and Buffy had to come over and ruin it.

“I don’t know…but I am gonna find out.” She followed the blonde vampire from the club. She was determined to have it out with him.
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~ Too bloody hard. Too hard. I just wanted to grab her and pull her close, whisper into her ear how much I loved her ~

She watched him walking. He walked slowly, eyes on the ground, hands thrust into his pockets. “Spike…Spike wait up…” She ran after him and caught up quickly.

He turned to face her, demon features in place. “What do you want Slayer? It was a soft growl; she felt it in the marrow of her bones, sending a shiver through her body.

“Why are you running away from me?” She asked.

“What do you want me to stick around for? And I wasn’t running, I was walking.” He took a stloseloser to her, forcing her back a step. “You want something from me?” He grabbed her hand and pulled it towards his already hard cock. ~ Want you so much I’m hard any time you are around. ~

“No…Spike I don’t want…I want to talk to you…” She was pleading, begging him to give in.

“Sorry slayer, us monsters don’t talk... we do…” He cocked his fist and punched her. It was soft, wasn’t meant to hurt, just to get her defenses up. “Is that what you want?” He grabbed her quickly and pulled her close to him, crushing her body against him. Devouring her lips in a bruising kiss “Or is that what you want?” He asked conversationally. He pulled back from her and pushed her roughly away.

“What’s your problem? Why are you being like this?”

“Just being me Slayer, a soulless evil monster.” His infuriating smirk was back. She wanted to slap it off his face. She took a calming breath before she spoke.

“Spike…I’m sorry…”

“No. No, you don’t get to be sorry you get what you want, what you’ve always wanted from me.” He said suggestively, his hand trailing slowly down his stomach and coming to rest on his denim covered crotch. Buffy couldn’t help it, her eyes were drawn to the obvious bulge.

“I don’t just want that…”

“Well isn’t that too bad. You made your bed Slayer. Now you need to sleep in it.” He turned and walked away.

Buffy watched him go. She had no choice but to let him. She waited until he was out of sight before returning to her friends and Dawn inside the club. She didn’t notice till later, while on patrol that he had been in vamp face for their whole conversation, even when he kissed her. AND SHE LET HIM.
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“Did you get it worked out?” Dawn asked hopefully.

“No. He’s mad at me, not you.”

“What did you do to make him mad? He loves you Buffy…”

“It’s complicated…it’s really complicated.” She sighed in frustration. “I need to go patrol.” She was angry and needed to take it out on something.
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Spike grinned. He tucked the papers into his leather duster and nodded his thanks. “You don’t know how much this helps mate.”

“Anything for you Spike…you’ve saved my life countless times. You need anything else you just let me know.”

“Now that you mention it…there is one other thing…” He leaned in and whispered conspiratorially to the H’Shank demon. He was a cute pink spongy, friendly demon.

When Spike was finished getting what he needed he headed for his nightly patrol.
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Spike stayed away from Buffy. He knew her routine; he knew how to be elusive. It wasn’t till a week later that she got to see her bleached blonde leather clad vampire.
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Buffy stopped at his crypt, trying unsuccessfully to find him. She found someone else had moved in. She stormed into the crypt as usual, flinging open the door and walking over the threshold.

“Uh…hello?”

“What are you doing here?” sna snapped.

“I live here…what are YOU doing here?” She stared uncomprehendingly ae pie pink tinged spongy demon. “Hey…wait are you the Slayer?”

“I was just looking for…”

“Spike. I know. He moved out, said you stopped by sometimes…”

“Where did he go?” She asked.

“He didn’t say…” He smiled a friendly smile. “But if you’re looking for him…you might try Willy’s…he goes there sometimes.”

Buffy nodded. “Thanks.”
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“Spike? What are you doing lurking out here?” Dawn was being flippant. She was still upset with the way Spike walked out on her a week ago.

“Came to ask a certain girl I know out to dinner.” He smiled softly.

“Buffy’s not home.” She rolled her eyes and started past him, towards the house.

“Wasn’t talking about the Slayer, I was talking about you.”

“Oh. Why do you want to take me out to dinner?” She questioned. “It’s not like you care…”

Spike stepped in front of her, inches from her face blocking her path to the house. “I do care Bit. More than you’ll ever know. Just couldn’t be around…Her…I’m sorry I left like that.”

“What’s up with you two?”

“Just leave it bit. I’ll take you to dinner and on the way back we can stop at my new place. Real posh it is.”

Dawn glanced at him. She saw how worried he was that she wouldn’t accept. She quickly agreed. “I just have to change…Buffy won’t be home for a couple hours yet…so…where are we going?”

“Thought I’d take you to the new restaurant that opened. It’s very elegant.”
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“Where is he?” She was getting angry. She was tired of the runaround. Willy had been stalling for a few minutes, and if Buffy knew anything it was that Willy always stalled when he had info he didn’t want to spill.

“He didn’t want me to tell you anything…He threatened to hurt me.”

“You tell or I beat it out of you, and trust me I can hit ALOT harder than Spike.”

“Okay okay…He was in here last night, said something about having a date tonight…said he might stop by later.”

Buffy’s eyes narrowed at the weasel in front of her. “What else did he say?”

“Nothing. Nothing I swear…” Willy said holding up his hands and backing up a few steps.

“How bout if I just wait around then? Gimme a bottle of…something…an unopened> bo> bottle…and I’ll wait.”

Willy handed her a bottle of some brownish liquid. She checked the seal. It hadn’t been tampered with. ~ Jack Daniels. Shot’s it is. ~ She scowled at two vampires taking up the booth in the back. They quickly scampered off, leaving her alone in the darkened corner.

Buffy sat herself comfortably. She screwed the top off and took a swig. She swallowed and involuntarily convulsed. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth as she almost gagged. “Uucccchh” Buffy sat back, tensed until the warmth of the liquid settled in the pit of her stomach.
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Spike pulled out Dawn’s chair. He waited for her to sit and pushed it in gently. “Would you like to start with appetizers? Or desert?” Spike grinned.

“Desert of course.” Dawn giggled.

They ate desert in silence, just happy sitting together. After the waiter took their dinner order and left the table Dawn Spoke. “I don’t know what’s going on with you and-“

Spike held up his hand cnd cut her off. “Listen Bit…we are here to enjoy ourselves. I don’t want to talk about the Slayer at all. Ok?”

“But…I”

“No. No buts. None.” He smiled to soften his harsh words.
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Buffy’s mood was darkening the longer she sat. She was thoroughly cranky and in the mood to fight. The music that was playing on the jukebox was fraying her nerves. It was screechy and obnoxious.

Buffy glared at anyone who came near her table and after the first hour no one dared go near her. Everyone could almost see the anger floating around her like a dark cloud.
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“Spike…can I just ask you one thing?” Dawn was hanging on to his leather-clad arm, walking slowly beside him enjoying the night air.

He nodded, but kept walking.

“Why are you calling her Slayer now? You haven’t done that in a long time…”

Spike sighed. “Can’t leave it alone can you?”

“I was just curious…I promise I won’t bug you about it anymore…you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to I just…”

“She only sees the monster inside me…Its easier for me to only see the Slayer if that’s the only way I acknowledge her.”

Spike pulled her up the sidewalk to a huge house. He was grinning and digging in his pocket. He ed oed out a key ring. It held one key and one key chain. Dawn grabbed the keys from him. She giggled when she got a good look at the key chain.

“What’s so bloody funny?” He growled snatching the keys back and opening the door.

“You are Spike. God FUNSHINE Care Bear? You’re seriously demented.” He could tell by the grin on her face she was teasing.

“Yeah Bit…Living dangerously I am. I keep sunshine in my pocket.” He snickered. That got Dawn going again, and sent them both into a fit of giggles that left Dawn gasping for air.

“Stop…god stop I can’t breathe…” Dawn got herself under control and hugged Spike. “Thanks for taking me out tonight…I had a really good time. Now hurry up and show me your house…this is your house right?”

“Yeah. I am now a homeowner.” Spike said proudly.

“We better hurry…Buffy will be home in about an hour…I mean the slayer…” She said softly.

“Come on…I’ll give you the grand tour…”
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Buffy stood up to remove her jacket and ended up right back on the bench. “Damn it…hold still…” She glared at the leather incasing her arms. She struggled with the leather, almost ripping one arm off, thankfully Willy came to her rescue and helped her with the offending garment.

He placed it on the bench beside her while swapping her three quarters full bottle for a now empty one. Knowing she was too sloshed to make it to the bar to get another one. Also knowing by the time she did Spike would be here.

Buffy leaned back against the bench. Sighing happily at her newfound freedom. She didn’t feel as restricted now. She stretched gracefully, urging her shoulders to loosen. She sighed happily when she felt herself relax. She leaned forward and reached for the bottle.
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Spike glanced at the phone as if it were a snake ready to pounce.

“Are you gonna answer that?”

“Oh. Right.” He walked over and picked up the receiver, he brought it to his ear. “Yeah?”

“Hey Spike…I know you had a date tonight and everything but…could you do me a favor?”

“What’s that then?”

“The Slayer is here…she’s pretty trashed and she…”

“I’ll be right there. You let her leave you’re a deadman.”

Dawn shivered at Spike’s words.

“Gotta go Bit.” Spike grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out the door. He slammed it behind himself, not bothering to lock it.

He got her home safely and made his way over to Willy’s.recorecord time.
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She tilted it back and put it to her lips. ~ No Jack? ~ A pout formed on her lips. She leaned forward peering inside the apparently empty bottle. Blinking she brought it to her lips once more, this time she tilted it all the way upside down. One tiny drop landed on her tongue. ~ Damn it where did Jack go? ~
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Spike stalked into Willy’s like he owned the place. He glanced in the direction she was sitting in. Smiling he watched her trying to get a drink from the empty bottle. He had ot use his vampire senses, She was sitting in the semi-darkened corner.

He nodded at Willy motioning for a beer. He smirked and walked over to the jukebox. He put in some change and typed in his selection.
~ That’s all it’s gonna take to get her out of here. ~ He stalked over to where she was. Inhaling her scent with every step. Oh how he’d missed her.

When the music started she glanced up. ~ Yeah just the kind of music he likes. ~ She found herself caught in his intense gaze. She was so out of it her vamp sense didn’t even tell her he was here. She hadn’t seen his piercing blue eyes in a great long while, she hadn’t watched him stalk towards her in elonglonger than that. Buffy whimpered.

Spike’s eyes changed from Blue to Yellow. His fangs descended and his wrinklies emerged. He took a seat across from the shocked Slayer and sent her a cocky grin. Then the lyric’s started.

Your cruel deep eyes
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain your thrill

Willy stopped at the table and Spike grabbed the beer from him. He didn’t once take his eyes off Buffy. She instantly sobered when the last line was sung. She glared hard at Spike.

I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains

Spike leaned forward and captured her hand in his and kissed the back of her hand gently.

Your mouth so hot
Your web I'm caught
Your skin so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains

Poison

“I missed you Slayer. Want to out out of here?”


I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains

She could feel her body responding to his words.
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TBC…

Song credit Alice Cooper