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Surprise, Again
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,461
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
ch 3
Chapter Three
The sun stretched along the horizon, lazily making its way across the afternoon sky. Willow and Xander entered the Sunnydale High School library at lunchtime after getting out of third period. Willow was laughing at a stupid joke of Xander's when Giles appeared.
“Hey G-Man!” Xander said happily. He looked around and rubbed his hands together. “So where’s our little class skipper today? I mean, okay, I get her being the chosen one and all, staying up late, ridding the world of some unspeakable evil, but we’re slayerettes, shouldn’t we ge ski skip class and say all together school too?”
Giles and Willow just looked at him for a moment then mentally shook their heads ignoring the fact he spoke, like the usually did.
“So Giles, any new evil this week?” Willow asked eagerly, while putting her books down on the library table.
Giles took off his glasses and cleaned them. ”W-well, yes, actually.” He put his glasses back on and he paused to look at the door. He looked back to Xander and Willow seeior tor the first time there was something- well someone- missing. “Where- where’s Buffy?” Giles asked them.
Willow and Xander exchanged anxious glances. Willow turned back to Giles, a worried look marred her features.
“You mean.. She hasn’t been here with you all morning?” She asked.
Giles looked at her expectantly. “Well, no. She didn’t check in last night after patrolling and well, I wasn’t worried because she never does, but I haven’t seen her at all today.”
“Maybe she just stayed home sick? Of course she’s probably faking it. Probably that think slayers get- P.M.S.” Xander said.
“Xander,” Willow replied while rolling her eyes. “All girls our age get that!”
“Oh.”
Giles stood there uncomfortable at the talk of women’s menstrual cycles. “Yes, well.. “ He stuttered. “That’s a-all good, but why doesn’t one of you call her?”
*+*+*+*+*+
In the dark room of her confinement Buffy stood staring at the door. She had already tried to open it using her slayer strength but unfortunately, her strength was depleted. She was starving and dehydrated and she stalked the room like a crazy woman. Which she was slowly turning into. Why hadn’t Spike tried to kill her yet? What was he waiting for? *To break me? He’s never going to break me.*
*+*+*+*+*+
Spike laid in his bed thinking of the slayer. His mind wandered to all the times he had fought her. He loved the way she fought. She had such grace and controlled power. And she knew what she was doing, unlike all the other slayers he had met. Met and killed. He thought about it. Killing her. He lovey dry dreaming, or rather night dreaming about it. Killing the slayer. He thought about the ways he could hurt her, torment her, but most of all, the thought of her wanting him came to him most of all. That would be the greatest rev- th- the slayer wanting him over his sire, Angelus. The bastard who had stolen Drusilla away from him. It pained him in ways he could never of imagined before, he could still barley grasp the concept of her leaving him for the poofter, even if Angelina didn’t have a soul anymore. Unable to take the rage that flared through his veins, he got out of his bed. Yes, only his bed. *But soon... revenge.* He pulled on a pair of his black jeans.
Quietly he left his room and crept down the hall. It really wasn’t that dangerous because Angelus and Drusilla were sound asleep like all the other mis ars around.
*+*+*+*+*+
Letting the phone fall on it’s cradle Willow turned to Giles and Xander who stood next to her in the enclosed space of Giles’ office. “No one picked up at home and her mother said she hasn’t seen her since yesterday. Her mom just thought she was here.” She explained.
“Buffy, here at school.. early? Yeah, right!” Xander said. Willow gave him a look that told him to shut up and then she turned to Giles. “You don’t think anything bad has happened to her do you?” She asked worriedly, but with a little hope, praying Giles would say otherwise.
Giles took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Honestly Willow.. I don’t know. This being the Hellmouth and all..” He paused to put his glasses back on and looked at them both seriously. “It could be big possibility.”
Willow and Xander looked at each other fear written on their faces.
The sun stretched along the horizon, lazily making its way across the afternoon sky. Willow and Xander entered the Sunnydale High School library at lunchtime after getting out of third period. Willow was laughing at a stupid joke of Xander's when Giles appeared.
“Hey G-Man!” Xander said happily. He looked around and rubbed his hands together. “So where’s our little class skipper today? I mean, okay, I get her being the chosen one and all, staying up late, ridding the world of some unspeakable evil, but we’re slayerettes, shouldn’t we ge ski skip class and say all together school too?”
Giles and Willow just looked at him for a moment then mentally shook their heads ignoring the fact he spoke, like the usually did.
“So Giles, any new evil this week?” Willow asked eagerly, while putting her books down on the library table.
Giles took off his glasses and cleaned them. ”W-well, yes, actually.” He put his glasses back on and he paused to look at the door. He looked back to Xander and Willow seeior tor the first time there was something- well someone- missing. “Where- where’s Buffy?” Giles asked them.
Willow and Xander exchanged anxious glances. Willow turned back to Giles, a worried look marred her features.
“You mean.. She hasn’t been here with you all morning?” She asked.
Giles looked at her expectantly. “Well, no. She didn’t check in last night after patrolling and well, I wasn’t worried because she never does, but I haven’t seen her at all today.”
“Maybe she just stayed home sick? Of course she’s probably faking it. Probably that think slayers get- P.M.S.” Xander said.
“Xander,” Willow replied while rolling her eyes. “All girls our age get that!”
“Oh.”
Giles stood there uncomfortable at the talk of women’s menstrual cycles. “Yes, well.. “ He stuttered. “That’s a-all good, but why doesn’t one of you call her?”
*+*+*+*+*+
In the dark room of her confinement Buffy stood staring at the door. She had already tried to open it using her slayer strength but unfortunately, her strength was depleted. She was starving and dehydrated and she stalked the room like a crazy woman. Which she was slowly turning into. Why hadn’t Spike tried to kill her yet? What was he waiting for? *To break me? He’s never going to break me.*
*+*+*+*+*+
Spike laid in his bed thinking of the slayer. His mind wandered to all the times he had fought her. He loved the way she fought. She had such grace and controlled power. And she knew what she was doing, unlike all the other slayers he had met. Met and killed. He thought about it. Killing her. He lovey dry dreaming, or rather night dreaming about it. Killing the slayer. He thought about the ways he could hurt her, torment her, but most of all, the thought of her wanting him came to him most of all. That would be the greatest rev- th- the slayer wanting him over his sire, Angelus. The bastard who had stolen Drusilla away from him. It pained him in ways he could never of imagined before, he could still barley grasp the concept of her leaving him for the poofter, even if Angelina didn’t have a soul anymore. Unable to take the rage that flared through his veins, he got out of his bed. Yes, only his bed. *But soon... revenge.* He pulled on a pair of his black jeans.
Quietly he left his room and crept down the hall. It really wasn’t that dangerous because Angelus and Drusilla were sound asleep like all the other mis ars around.
*+*+*+*+*+
Letting the phone fall on it’s cradle Willow turned to Giles and Xander who stood next to her in the enclosed space of Giles’ office. “No one picked up at home and her mother said she hasn’t seen her since yesterday. Her mom just thought she was here.” She explained.
“Buffy, here at school.. early? Yeah, right!” Xander said. Willow gave him a look that told him to shut up and then she turned to Giles. “You don’t think anything bad has happened to her do you?” She asked worriedly, but with a little hope, praying Giles would say otherwise.
Giles took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Honestly Willow.. I don’t know. This being the Hellmouth and all..” He paused to put his glasses back on and looked at them both seriously. “It could be big possibility.”
Willow and Xander looked at each other fear written on their faces.