The Giles' Men

Chapter 7

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The Giles’ Residence - 8:45 pm

“Are you ready to go?” Buffy asked Spike as she walked into the living room.

“Yeah.” Spike answered in a daze as he watched her walk into the room. She had on a black dress that went just below her knees and had a lace back and lace in the front and around the bottom as trim. Her hair was down and slightly curled and she was wearing light make-up. In one word she look prefect.

“Are you alright?” Buffy asked when she noticed that Spike was just starring at her.

“Yeah.” Spike said nodding his head still gazing at her.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Can you say anything other than ‘Yeah’?” Buffy asked.

“Yeah.” Spike repeated.

Buffy shook her head at his comment before walking over towards the door and opening it. “Let’s go, or we’re going to be late.”

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‘The Factory’

“Hey guys.” Buffy called as her and Spike made their way over towards the table everyone was seated at.

“Hey Buffy. Spike.” The group called out.

“Buffy you look great.” Xander stated as Buffy took a seat next to Willow, while Anya rolled her eyes.

“Thanks Xand.”

“Can I get you a drink Luv?” Spike asked trying to find a way to remove himself from Buffy and her friends for a few moments so he could collect himself.

Buffy nodded her head. “Um, I’ll have a Rum ‘n Coke.”

“Alright. Anyone else?” Spike asked looking around the table.

“We’re good.” Willow and Tara stated.

“Us too.” Xander and Anya added.

“Could you get me a Diet Coke?” Cordelia asked.

“Sure. What about you Peaches?” Spike asked smirking at the way Angel was glaring at him for calling him that.

“I’m fine.” Angel stated.

“Right.” Spike said nodding his head. “One Rum ‘n Coke, one Diet Coke, and a beer for me. I’ll be right back.” Spike said turning and heading towards one of the clubs bars.

“Did you get everything worked out?” Willow asked in a low voice as she leaned over towards Buffy.

“Somewhat.” Buffy answered.

“Good.” Willow replied and sat back straight in her seat.

“Wow, didn’t think you’d show B.” Faith stated as she walked over towards the group and took a seat across from Buffy.

“Faith, don’t start.” Angel warned.

Faith held up her hands. “I’ll be a good girl.”

“That’ll be a first.” Buffy mumbled just load enough for only Willow to hear.

“Here you ladies go.” Spike said as he handed Buffy and Cordelia their drinks before taking a seat next to Buffy and Xander.

“Thanks.” Cordelia said before taking a sip of her drink.

“Thank you.” Buffy replied locking eyes with Spike before also taking a sip from her own drink.

“How’s your husband doin’ B?” Faith asked, noticing the look between Buffy and Spike.

“He’s fine.” Buffy stated glaring at Faith.

“How longs he gone for?”

“A few days.”

“Wow, that must be hard on you.”

“How’s that?” Buffy questioned.

“Well, he just got back from his two weeks in New York and now he’s out of town again. Must be lonely.” Faith stated looking towards Spike at the lonely part of her sentence.

“I have my friends to keep me company.” Buffy said and all of her friends nodded theirs heads yes.

“Still, its not the same as havin’ a warm body pressed against you at night.” Faith said still looking at Spike.

“Why are you even here Faith?” Buffy asked angrily. “No one at this table likes you.”

“You and I both know that’s a lie.” Faith stated turning her gaze to Angel then back towards Spike.

Just as Buffy was getting ready to attack Faith Spike spoke up. “Faith how ‘bout you show me how you Americans dance.” Spike then stood from his seat and held a hand out to Faith.

“What!?” Buffy asked in shock. ‘What the hell is he doing?’

“Sure.” Faith replied taking the offered hand.

“Great, lets go. Excuse us will you.” Spike said as he lead Faith to the dance floor casting Buffy one last look.

After Faith and Spike made it to the dance floor Buffy stood from her seat.

“Buffy where are you going?” Willow asked, worried about her friend.

“To the bar.” Buffy replied. “I’m gonna need something a whole lot stronger then this if those two are going to go at it.” Buffy said before finishing her Rum ‘n Coke and headed towards the bar.

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A Few Hours Later

“Okay Buff, I think it’s time to get you home.” Xander stated as he took Buffy’s drink from her hand and tried to help her stand up.

“Why?” Buffy asked throwing her hands in the air. “No ones is there waiting for me. The longest Rupert could stay around me was two days before he left again. And now Spike’s spent the whole night with Faith, and they’ll probably go back to her place for a ‘shag’.”

“Yep, definitely time to get Buffy home.” Willow added.

“Some one should tell Spike.” Tara said looking out onto the dance floor where Spike and Faith were presses closely together. Anya nodded and headed in their direction.

“Am I repulsive?” Buffy asked turning and looking up at Xander. “Is that why they all leave me?”

“Buffy you’re not repulsive. And Giles didn’t leave you, he just had some business to take care of.” Willow said trying to claim her friend down before she said things she wasn’t going to be able to take back later on.

“What’s goin’ on?” Spike asked as he, Faith and Anya made their way back to the group.

“Buffy’s kinda drunk.” Cordelia told Spike.

“That’s when she’s the most fun.” Faith stated.

“Angel dumped me. Scott dumped me to be with guys. Riley left me, only to come back almost a year later with a wife.” Buffy said plopping back down in her seat at the table.

“What’s she talkin’ about?” Spike asked.

“Her not so successful love life.” Anya told him, which earned her a glare from almost everyone at the table.

“Faith’s slept with every guy I’ve ever had a long term relationship with except for Rupert, but I wouldn’t put it past her to do that as well.” Buffy said looking over towards Faith. “Now she’s gonna do Spike too.” Buffy then turned to face Angel. “What’s so great about her? How is Faith better than me?”

“She’s not.” Willow defended.

“Hey!” Faith called out.

“Angel?” Buffy questioned.

Angel looked at Cordelia then back to Buffy. “I. . .Um. . .We should really get her out of here.” He finally got out.

“See. He can’t even answer my question.” Buffy whined as she placed her head on the table’s top.

“My rental’s just outside.” Spike said as he walked around the table.

“Good.” Willow stated. “Buffy can you walk?” She asked.

“Course I can.” Buffy said standing up and moving a few steps before falling to the ground. “Maybe not.”

“I got her.” Spike said as he bent over and pulled her up placing an arm under her knees and around her back. “Can you clear a way for us to get through?” Spike asked looking at Xander.

“Sure.” Xander said nodding his head before making a pathway.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have very nice arms?” Buffy asked looking at Spike face while touching his upper arm.

“Not today.” Spike stated.

“Well you do. Nice and firm.”

“Thanks for the compliment Luv.” Spike replied.

“You’re very welcome.” Buffy said as they finally made it out to the parking lot.

“Which car’s yours?” Tara asked.

“The black one over there.” Spike said motng ang as best he could to the black mustang a few feet away.

“William?” Buffy asked in a childish voice.

“Yeah Pet?” Spike questioned looking down at her.

“Will you make everything stop spinning?”

“I’ll try.” He whispered.

“Okay.” She whispered back.

“Keys?” Angel asked as they all reached the car.

“Right front packet of my pants.” Spike stated with a smirk on his face.

“I’ll let one of the ladies take that job.” Angel replied looking over towards Willow.

“Um. . .”

“I’ll get them.” Faiths called out as she walked over towards Spike and placed a hand inside his packet keeping eye contact with him the whole time. “Here.” She said pulling out the keys after a few extra-unneeded moments of her hand resting in his pants.

Willow took the keys and open up the passenger side door. “Okay, put her in.”

Spike walked over and carefully placed her in the seat.

“Mmm. . .You smell nice.” Buffy mumbled as he buckled her seatbelt.

“So do you Luv.” Spike whispered back before stand up and closing the door and moving over towards the drives side.

“I should come with you.” Willow called out.

“That’s okay Red, I’ve got everything under control.” Spike said opening his door.

“Are you sure? I mean. . .”

“I’ll have her call you tomorrow.” Spike called out before closing the door and starting the car.

“Okay.” Willow mutter as the car pulled out of the club’s parking lot. ‘This is not good. Not good at all.’

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Author’s Note:
The dress that Buffy is wearing can be found at my wed site at the link ‘Club Dress’.

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Chapter 8 Next. . .