The Journal of Buffy Summers
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Category:
AtS/BtVS Crossovers › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
4,545
Reviews:
74
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
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.
Page 3 – Past & Present
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AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize ahead of time for the remark “blonde moments” in this chapter – I happen to know that it is a very undved ved comment to blondes who are really too wickedly smart to let on that they are closet geniuses to keep everyone around them on their toes! I’m a brunette myself and believe me I have more “brain burps” than any of my blonde friends. This chapter will reveal more the woman than the slayer and I hope you will notice when Buffy switches between the two.
Page 3 – Past & Present
First stop before heading toward the Hyperion was the “disaster area”. I had a hunch and wanted to confirm my suspicions. I’m grasping at straws looking for clues but deep down inside I just want to be at the scene where my vamps spent their last moments together before disappearing.
During the cab ride I couldn’t help but reminisce about Spike’s “blonde moments” from our past. Yes, I know not really his true hair color but he must’ve been born blonde! I mean duh, the vamp did have his moments! Quite a few in fact!
My first memory was when I bumped into “Chip’s Ahoy” Spike during one of my nightly patrols. It was just after he had moved into his new crypt and was adjusting to his new lifestyle of sucking on bottled pig’s blood. (Did I mention that back then my favorite barb to throw at Spike was “You’re a pig Spike” I’m heart aches as I’m writing this because at that time he used to take that double meaning very personally). I really was such a bitch to him.
Lydia the watcher who did her dissertation on Spike would have been surprised to find out that he really was a big old softie underneath that hard core exterior. Giles found her personal records at her apartment and added them to the growing library of the New Watchers Council.
I’m digressing here now where was I? Oh! Yeah so anyway there he was holding a bag of goodies that I knew he stole from the local market so I decide to take him by surprise and introduce myself in my usual manner.
Holding his tender nose sprawled out on the ground littered with the spilt contents of the bag I had to laugh at the colorful invectives that he used to spout out. I never really understood half the stuff that came flying out of his mouth! NOTE: See Giles I’m using big words here – no blonde mentality here!
“Fuck slayer, what the bleedin’ hell was that for?” Crossing my arms in my holier than thou attitude I responded “That was for whatever you just did and for whatever else you may do before the sun rises Spike”.
I noticed that he was nervous not getting in my face as he usually does so I knew that something was up. His eyes darted around at the items littering the ground looking for something.
Too late, I spotted what he was trying to hide. We both rush for it but I beat him to it. I was laughing so hard that I couldn’t hold on to the bottle of sunless tanning lotion as I tried batting his hands away before he jerked it out of my grasp.
Rising to his full height, sniffing for dramatic flair, Spike pinned me with his most lethal glare as he spoke these words with a low and menacing voice. “Tell anyone about this Slayer and I’ll start telling everyone about the little story Angelus told me as to what happened between you two at the apartment after he lost his poofy soul”.
The vamp really knew how to hit below the belt. His threat worked though and we came to an understanding about the sunless tanning lotion that day, opps! I mean night - sorry! My bad.
Funny how my friends never commented on how Spike seemed to have tan lines not even once, I can only guess he threatened them with some dirty little secret he knew about them when I wasn’t around.
God how I’ve miss him; to think that he was back and I didn’t get a chance to see him, hold him and tell him that I meant every word I said to him in our last moments together at the hell mouth. He had to go all noble on me like Angel did so I could go on with my life. And now he is lost to me again, they both are.
Well we’re here and damn it if I wasn’t right, there he is – I knew it! Will report more later.
Tbc….
Some thanks are in order for reviews so here it goes….
Katrina you make my day!
Kate sorry about the short chapters.
Stoney – well Faith and Illyria are play and fight friends! LOL!
Tamara glad I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.
http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/vettehayden/album?.dir=/8325&.src=ph
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize ahead of time for the remark “blonde moments” in this chapter – I happen to know that it is a very undved ved comment to blondes who are really too wickedly smart to let on that they are closet geniuses to keep everyone around them on their toes! I’m a brunette myself and believe me I have more “brain burps” than any of my blonde friends. This chapter will reveal more the woman than the slayer and I hope you will notice when Buffy switches between the two.
Page 3 – Past & Present
First stop before heading toward the Hyperion was the “disaster area”. I had a hunch and wanted to confirm my suspicions. I’m grasping at straws looking for clues but deep down inside I just want to be at the scene where my vamps spent their last moments together before disappearing.
During the cab ride I couldn’t help but reminisce about Spike’s “blonde moments” from our past. Yes, I know not really his true hair color but he must’ve been born blonde! I mean duh, the vamp did have his moments! Quite a few in fact!
My first memory was when I bumped into “Chip’s Ahoy” Spike during one of my nightly patrols. It was just after he had moved into his new crypt and was adjusting to his new lifestyle of sucking on bottled pig’s blood. (Did I mention that back then my favorite barb to throw at Spike was “You’re a pig Spike” I’m heart aches as I’m writing this because at that time he used to take that double meaning very personally). I really was such a bitch to him.
Lydia the watcher who did her dissertation on Spike would have been surprised to find out that he really was a big old softie underneath that hard core exterior. Giles found her personal records at her apartment and added them to the growing library of the New Watchers Council.
I’m digressing here now where was I? Oh! Yeah so anyway there he was holding a bag of goodies that I knew he stole from the local market so I decide to take him by surprise and introduce myself in my usual manner.
Holding his tender nose sprawled out on the ground littered with the spilt contents of the bag I had to laugh at the colorful invectives that he used to spout out. I never really understood half the stuff that came flying out of his mouth! NOTE: See Giles I’m using big words here – no blonde mentality here!
“Fuck slayer, what the bleedin’ hell was that for?” Crossing my arms in my holier than thou attitude I responded “That was for whatever you just did and for whatever else you may do before the sun rises Spike”.
I noticed that he was nervous not getting in my face as he usually does so I knew that something was up. His eyes darted around at the items littering the ground looking for something.
Too late, I spotted what he was trying to hide. We both rush for it but I beat him to it. I was laughing so hard that I couldn’t hold on to the bottle of sunless tanning lotion as I tried batting his hands away before he jerked it out of my grasp.
Rising to his full height, sniffing for dramatic flair, Spike pinned me with his most lethal glare as he spoke these words with a low and menacing voice. “Tell anyone about this Slayer and I’ll start telling everyone about the little story Angelus told me as to what happened between you two at the apartment after he lost his poofy soul”.
The vamp really knew how to hit below the belt. His threat worked though and we came to an understanding about the sunless tanning lotion that day, opps! I mean night - sorry! My bad.
Funny how my friends never commented on how Spike seemed to have tan lines not even once, I can only guess he threatened them with some dirty little secret he knew about them when I wasn’t around.
God how I’ve miss him; to think that he was back and I didn’t get a chance to see him, hold him and tell him that I meant every word I said to him in our last moments together at the hell mouth. He had to go all noble on me like Angel did so I could go on with my life. And now he is lost to me again, they both are.
Well we’re here and damn it if I wasn’t right, there he is – I knew it! Will report more later.
Tbc….
Some thanks are in order for reviews so here it goes….
Katrina you make my day!
Kate sorry about the short chapters.
Stoney – well Faith and Illyria are play and fight friends! LOL!
Tamara glad I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.