Seer

Spike blinked the vision from his eyes. Swearing violently as he tried to right himself on the couch. “Never fear. Blood delivery service has arrived to save you from hungry the hungry vampire.” Spike looked up to see the Whelp and a redheaded girl enter the library. “Tell me again why we aren’t staking him.” The whelps wry tones filled the room.

“Since he seems to be telling the truth and he did save Buffy’s life...” Spike looked over the Slayer. “So that’s your name then.” He stated interrupting the Whelps reply. “Yeah why?” The slayer eyed him suspiciously. “My condolences.” He then turned to the whelp. “So what kind did you get then. Hope it’s Cow. Pig is bloody disgusting.”

The slayer bristled angrily at him. “Buffy is a good name.” Spike raised an eyebrow at her. “Sure it is pet.” His tone slightly condescending. “Hey, is too.” Spike smiled. “”s what I said, ain’t it.” Buffy turned to Giles. “Giles, he’s being mean. Make him stop before I stake him anyway.” Spike raised his hands. “Easy, don’t want to get dust and blood all over the watcher’s fine couch, do you?”

Giles rubbed the bridge of his nose. Looking like he was fighting of a headache. “If you two could stop bickering like little children. Xander hand him the blood would you?” Xander stared indigently at the Giles. “Hey, why do I have to feed the blood sucker? Buffy brought him home. Can’t she feed him?”

Willow shook her head and took the blood from him. “Fine. I’ll feed the blood s…. eh vampire. It’s mostly Cow and Pig. We didn’t know what was best so we took a bit of each.” She bit her lip slightly as she handed Spike the blood. “Thanks luv. Was nice of you to get this for me.” Blushing slightly she stammered a welcome before going back to her friends. Putting more distance between her and the Vampire on the couch.

“Say watcher. Wouldn’t happen to have a microwave and some weetabix would you.” Giles continued to rub the bridge of his nose, ignoring the vampire completely. “Hey, I got the blood for you too. Don’t I get a thank you.” Spike looked at him thoughtfully for a moment. “hmmm. Nope.” He grinned and opened the bag that held his blood. Pulling out a few bags of pigs blood he wrinkled his nose and put on his Vampire face. Drinking them down quickly so he could drown the aftertaste with the more palatable cows blood.

“What happened to you just before they came in.” Giles asked, cutting of Xander’s angry reply. Spike winced slightly as he sat up a bit more. “Had a vision.” Giles frowned slightly. “Are they always that violent?” Spike shrugged. “Usualy. The more violent the vision the more violent the effect the vision has on me.” Giles gave the vampire an appraising stare. “I can assume then that what you saw wasn’t good then.” Spike shook his head. “Not unless you want to throw ‘Gelus and Ice bitch a welcoming party.”

Giles froze in shook. “Angelus. He’s coming here.” Spike nodded. “’s what I said innit. Him and Ice queen Darla. I’m sure she would be a mite bit upset over us slaying he Sire. Makes sense they would come to Sunnyhell to deal with me and the Slayer. Won’t be long until they get here. Two, Three days at most. Take it you dealt with Bat face’s bones.” Giles nodded. “Ground to dust, bathed in holy water and divided along the four corners. You’re sure they will be here that soon.”

“Won’t be too much of a problem right. I mean, We dealt with the Master so Angelus and Darla shouldn’t be a very big deal.” Uncertainty crept into Buffy’s voice despite her confident words. “Yeah. Buffy can kick anything’s ass.” Xander piped up, supporting his friend.

Spike’s serious tone killed any budding good mood though. “You’re wrong about that slayer. Master was still weak tonight. Besides Angelus has always been more dangerous then the Master. The master may have been powerful but Angelus is creative. ‘Specialy if he has Darla to help him. She like his games as much as he does. Trust me Slayer. Tonight was easy.”