My Best Friend's Girl
folder
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
19
Views:
4,876
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
19
Views:
4,876
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Spike strolled through the law firm as if he owned the place, a grin on his features, which became even wider once he reached Angel’s office. There was a dark haired beauty perched on his desk, and he seemed to be laughing at something she said. Spike cleared his throat to get their attention.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
The woman stood up, fixing her skirt in the process, and giving Angel one more look. “I’ll get right on that, Mr. O’Connor.”
Spike watched her leave, fixing his gaze back on his friend. “Who’s the cutie? Did I interrupt something kinky?”
Angel rolled his eyes. “Hardly, Cordelia’s my secretary. I was just going over something with her.”
“It didn’t look like you were discussing anything for work. Is she sweet on you?”
“I wouldn’t know, and even if she was, it doesn’t matter. I’m strictly a one woman man. You know that,” Angel explained.
Spike let the subject drop, noticing a picture of Buffy on his desk, looking absolutely stunning. There was another photo of the couple together, and while Angel had a big smile on his face, Buffy’s looked forced, which gave him more hope. “Why don’t you ever call her Buffy?” he found himself asking. “Is it not a good enough name for you?”
The brunet shrugged. “I have nothing against it; I just don’t think it really suits her. Elizabeth is a beautiful name; I don’t know why she doesn’t like it more.”
“Buffy is just as beautiful, you wanker,” Spike mumbled under his breath when Angel started going through some papers on his desk.
“What was that?” Angel wondered, his head shooting back up.
“Nothing, and to answer your earlier question, I’m here to take you to lunch. If you can afford to leave for a little while, that is.”
He agreed, really needing a break. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
* * * * *
“How did you two meet? You never said much about that.”
Angel shook his head. “I don’t know if I feel right talking about that, it’s kind of personal. It’s not really my place to say, maybe you should ask her.”
“You know she’s not likely to tell me anything,” Spike responded.
Angel took a deep breath, nodding after a moment. “All right, but you didn’t hear this from me. Elizabeth was a former client of mine.”
He raised his eyebrows in confusion. “I thought you said that you would never date a client?”
“I did, but that was before I met her. At first it was just professional; I never dated her while she was my client, that came after the trial. Liz got my name from the paper; she came to my office after being badly beaten by her boyfriend, a Warren Mears. I saw this innocent woman, how distraught she was and knew I had to help her. We put her in protective custody until Warren was found; she had proof that he was violent with other women as well. The man had tapes and photographs in his closet from previous beatings, rape, he wasn’t very careful about hiding anything that he did, apparently. He was brought to court, we showed the evidence to the jury and got him locked up for a long time, and Liz was once again a free woman. She was so strong to come forward the way she did, but I knew how vulnerable she was, so I waited a few weeks to ask her out. I know it was still very sudden, but I’ve never been a very patient man. We’ve been inseparable ever since, but, and I can’t believe I’m telling you this, we’ve never taken our relationship to the next level.”
Spike took it all in, shock written all over his face. If that pillock wasn’t in prison right now, Spike would take great pleasure in beating the shit out of him. He couldn’t believe that someone could hurt Buffy in such a way, and was glad the bloke was now paying for it. God, he should have been there for her. He was grateful for Angel, but it should have been him. If he didn’t regret leaving before, he sure as hell did now, but focused more on the last part his friend said. “You haven’t slept together yet?”
He blushed, shaking his head. “She wanted to wait, and it’s understandable with how her last relationship turned out.”
Spike was beyond relieved, but tried not to show how much, tuning back in when he realized Angel was still talking.
“I know this is a lot to ask, but it would really mean a lot if you could be my best man.”
He didn’t know what to say, being present at that wedding was the last thing he wanted, but didn’t have any real excuses for not going. “Sure, I can do that.”
Angel smiled, patting his friend on the back. “Thanks, I knew you would come through. I already told Liz about it, and she didn’t seem to mind. Have you noticed anything off with her? She’s been kind of distracted lately.”
Spike shook his head, thinking of what to tell him. “Not really, probably just pre-wedding jitters. I hear all women go through it.”
Angel agreed. “Right, I’m sure that’s it.”
“So, when is the big day?”
“Well, I was thinking we should wait a year. I know how unexpected the proposal was for her, but I talked with Elizabeth and it doesn’t look like she wants to wait that long. We’re getting married in a month.”
Spike made the mistake of taking a sip of his water when Angel said that, causing him to quickly spit it out. “A bloody month?”
Angel wiped off the table. “I know it’s really soon, but this is what she wants. It doesn’t matter to me; long engagements aren’t always a good thing. Besides, she doesn’t want anything really big, just a small wedding with family and close friends. We’re having a simple ceremony in my backyard. Liz doesn’t believe in church weddings since her parents were married in one, and you know what happened with them.”
He knew all too well. Hank Summers was a prat who walked out on Buffy and her mum for a younger chit, leaving both women devastated.
“I’m having a bachelor party next week; a few guys from work are throwing me one. I was completely against the idea, but they wouldn’t let me out of it. You should come, it might be fun. They’ve promised there won’t be any strippers, but I don’t see that happening. Liz is going out with her friends that night as well.”
Spike was still in a daze knowing how soon the wedding was, but he shook himself out of it. “Of course, I can’t turn down a bachelor party.” He could tell that Angel was happy for that, immediately talking about something that happened at work, but Spike tuned him back out. He had even less time now, but one thing was for sure, he couldn’t let this wedding happen.
Spike strolled through the law firm as if he owned the place, a grin on his features, which became even wider once he reached Angel’s office. There was a dark haired beauty perched on his desk, and he seemed to be laughing at something she said. Spike cleared his throat to get their attention.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
The woman stood up, fixing her skirt in the process, and giving Angel one more look. “I’ll get right on that, Mr. O’Connor.”
Spike watched her leave, fixing his gaze back on his friend. “Who’s the cutie? Did I interrupt something kinky?”
Angel rolled his eyes. “Hardly, Cordelia’s my secretary. I was just going over something with her.”
“It didn’t look like you were discussing anything for work. Is she sweet on you?”
“I wouldn’t know, and even if she was, it doesn’t matter. I’m strictly a one woman man. You know that,” Angel explained.
Spike let the subject drop, noticing a picture of Buffy on his desk, looking absolutely stunning. There was another photo of the couple together, and while Angel had a big smile on his face, Buffy’s looked forced, which gave him more hope. “Why don’t you ever call her Buffy?” he found himself asking. “Is it not a good enough name for you?”
The brunet shrugged. “I have nothing against it; I just don’t think it really suits her. Elizabeth is a beautiful name; I don’t know why she doesn’t like it more.”
“Buffy is just as beautiful, you wanker,” Spike mumbled under his breath when Angel started going through some papers on his desk.
“What was that?” Angel wondered, his head shooting back up.
“Nothing, and to answer your earlier question, I’m here to take you to lunch. If you can afford to leave for a little while, that is.”
He agreed, really needing a break. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
* * * * *
“How did you two meet? You never said much about that.”
Angel shook his head. “I don’t know if I feel right talking about that, it’s kind of personal. It’s not really my place to say, maybe you should ask her.”
“You know she’s not likely to tell me anything,” Spike responded.
Angel took a deep breath, nodding after a moment. “All right, but you didn’t hear this from me. Elizabeth was a former client of mine.”
He raised his eyebrows in confusion. “I thought you said that you would never date a client?”
“I did, but that was before I met her. At first it was just professional; I never dated her while she was my client, that came after the trial. Liz got my name from the paper; she came to my office after being badly beaten by her boyfriend, a Warren Mears. I saw this innocent woman, how distraught she was and knew I had to help her. We put her in protective custody until Warren was found; she had proof that he was violent with other women as well. The man had tapes and photographs in his closet from previous beatings, rape, he wasn’t very careful about hiding anything that he did, apparently. He was brought to court, we showed the evidence to the jury and got him locked up for a long time, and Liz was once again a free woman. She was so strong to come forward the way she did, but I knew how vulnerable she was, so I waited a few weeks to ask her out. I know it was still very sudden, but I’ve never been a very patient man. We’ve been inseparable ever since, but, and I can’t believe I’m telling you this, we’ve never taken our relationship to the next level.”
Spike took it all in, shock written all over his face. If that pillock wasn’t in prison right now, Spike would take great pleasure in beating the shit out of him. He couldn’t believe that someone could hurt Buffy in such a way, and was glad the bloke was now paying for it. God, he should have been there for her. He was grateful for Angel, but it should have been him. If he didn’t regret leaving before, he sure as hell did now, but focused more on the last part his friend said. “You haven’t slept together yet?”
He blushed, shaking his head. “She wanted to wait, and it’s understandable with how her last relationship turned out.”
Spike was beyond relieved, but tried not to show how much, tuning back in when he realized Angel was still talking.
“I know this is a lot to ask, but it would really mean a lot if you could be my best man.”
He didn’t know what to say, being present at that wedding was the last thing he wanted, but didn’t have any real excuses for not going. “Sure, I can do that.”
Angel smiled, patting his friend on the back. “Thanks, I knew you would come through. I already told Liz about it, and she didn’t seem to mind. Have you noticed anything off with her? She’s been kind of distracted lately.”
Spike shook his head, thinking of what to tell him. “Not really, probably just pre-wedding jitters. I hear all women go through it.”
Angel agreed. “Right, I’m sure that’s it.”
“So, when is the big day?”
“Well, I was thinking we should wait a year. I know how unexpected the proposal was for her, but I talked with Elizabeth and it doesn’t look like she wants to wait that long. We’re getting married in a month.”
Spike made the mistake of taking a sip of his water when Angel said that, causing him to quickly spit it out. “A bloody month?”
Angel wiped off the table. “I know it’s really soon, but this is what she wants. It doesn’t matter to me; long engagements aren’t always a good thing. Besides, she doesn’t want anything really big, just a small wedding with family and close friends. We’re having a simple ceremony in my backyard. Liz doesn’t believe in church weddings since her parents were married in one, and you know what happened with them.”
He knew all too well. Hank Summers was a prat who walked out on Buffy and her mum for a younger chit, leaving both women devastated.
“I’m having a bachelor party next week; a few guys from work are throwing me one. I was completely against the idea, but they wouldn’t let me out of it. You should come, it might be fun. They’ve promised there won’t be any strippers, but I don’t see that happening. Liz is going out with her friends that night as well.”
Spike was still in a daze knowing how soon the wedding was, but he shook himself out of it. “Of course, I can’t turn down a bachelor party.” He could tell that Angel was happy for that, immediately talking about something that happened at work, but Spike tuned him back out. He had even less time now, but one thing was for sure, he couldn’t let this wedding happen.