Life (or Unlife) Goes On

Title: Life (or unlife) goes on
Author:AddictedtoBuffy
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pairing: Angel/Spike eventually A/S/X
Distrubution: Ask and you will receive
Rating: R this chap only just
Warning: M/M and violence
A/N: Thankyou for reading speacil thanks to Sir Magus for the continued encouragement. glad you like.

Chapter Nine

Thyme’s POV

I could get used to this. My new flatmates are so nice, they obviously have their own troubles but they are so grateful for me getting rid of the cops. I think they figured they were safer with me around. Unfortunately, I seem to be some sort of a monster but I couldn’t hurt these three, I just have to keep it a secret. Another problem is that I seem to be invisible in the mirror but they only have the one in the bathroom and so far I’ve been able to avoid being in there with one of the others. Veronica dyed part of my side fringe thing bright red which is supposed to look really good. I can’t wait for nightfall I’m starving and as for the stripping and sex well as this is a hallucination I can enjoy it without repercussions. Wonder when this hallucination will stop though.

Spike’s POV

Bloody Angel! Always thinking of others first. Knowing him we will be busy all night patrolling or taking out crooks so it probably won’t be until daylight tomorrow before we get some time together. I don’t know if I can last that long. I spent all of last year trying to avoid him so that I wouldn’t reveal that a hundred years wasn’t long enough to get over him but now that its happened its even harder to keep away from him. I turn off the hot water and stand under the cold for a while before turning it off and getting out. I grab my lone shirt and jacket, I don’t feel the same without them, they define who I am. When I get down to the foyer everyone is busy. Kennedy and Oz are cooking something in the kitchen even though both of them don’t seem happy about who they are working with. Does Oz still love Willow? Angel and Gunn are discussing something with Robin. Willow and Andrew are still working on their protection spell while Illyria, Faith and Conner are training. I decide to join them. I’ve noticed that Illyria has been doing a lot of training in the last couple of days she must be feeling vulnerable after Hamilton nearly killed her. This was also a good way for me to see if Conner hates the idea of me and Angel.

‘Hey need a fourth person to even up things? I ask striding into the room. Faith smiles at me while Illyria pronounces.

‘This slayer has an interesting style of fighting, I would like to study it more thoroughly.’

‘Okay luv. What about you Conner. I’d like to see what you got.’ From his body language he doesn’t seem to want to know me. Oh well guess what mate I’m not going anywhere.

‘Holtz trained me and besides I grew up in a demon dimension, I can take care of myself.’

‘I’m not saying you can’t but the world’s changed since then including fighting styles. If you don’t know what they are going to use, you don’t know how to defend yourself against it.’

‘So what a two hundred and something year old vampire is going to show an eighteen year old how to be modern, yeah right?’

‘Bloody hell I’m not that old. I’m not even two hundred. Anyway I may have been around for a while but I’ve adapted throughout the years.’ He seems to think about this before saying.

‘But I thought you and my dad go way back. And this thing you have is an on again off again thing all this time. Holtz told me that vampires did lecherous and evil things together’ Oh bollocks and he believed this crap. Okay so it is kind of true, Angelus and I did the horizontal tango but technically it was never with Angel so I won't be lying to the kid.

‘Nah this thing with your dad is new but yeah we have known each other since I was turned cos his my grandsire but he has about a hundred years on me.’ When did I start explaining myself to anybody?

‘What so a couple of days ago you both just realize your gay?’ Shit not a question I want to answer, vampire fucking habits aren’t common knowledge outside watchers and that’s how I want it to stay.

‘Its different for vampires …’

‘Your gonna tell me everything is different and that I don’t need to know.’

‘Yeah. Guess you’ve heard all that from Angel ha? But he would have used more words.’ I hope that stops him. Otherwise he should talk to, oh not Andrew if only Wesley was alive. ‘Now do you want to train?’

‘Yeah, I guess, sword?’

‘Nah I’ve seen you training with a sword, you're pretty good. Hand to hand 'cos that’s what you’ll need the most.’ We start fighting and he’s pretty good. I teach him a couple of moves and more importantly the small signs of what your opponent is going to do so that you can block them. He has fast reflexes, inherited from his parents and is a fast learner, by the end of the session he has improved. Suddenly Andrew is at the top of the steps telling us to come 'cos Willows worked out the spell but she needs us all there. We come out of the basement and Angel looks up at us. He looks at me and I realise he is trying not to be aroused. Opps I’d forgotten I’d taken off my shirt. I quickly shrug it back on and try not to look at him cos I want him and seeing his reaction to me has made me horny for him again.

‘Okay guys, now I need you in a circle holding hands while I say the incantation and then I’ve already sprinkled the dust around the outside of the hotel.’

‘This had better not backfire like some of your other spells. I did not enjoy thinking I was Giles’ son and that my name was Randy.’ Was that a weird night or what? At least I got to kiss Buffy at the end of it. Those who weren’t their just look at me.

‘Don’t worry Spike I’ve double checked, this should work,’ Willow reassures me. I sit down between Conner and Illyria, helping to form the circle. Willow starts chanting in a language I don’t understand I’ve never been good at languages expect to swear in. A bluish-purple light starts to shine in the middle of the circle and when she stops chanting it goes out to every corner of the room. After a moments silence Gunn asks from his vantage point on his bed which was incorporated into the circle.

‘Did it work.’

‘I think so,’ she answers but before we can continue we are interrupted by Riley coming in.

‘Hi guys sorry about earlier,’ Angel stands up and asks,

‘ Have they told you anything yet.’

‘Nothing useful. We have no idea where they got their orders from?’

‘That’s easy, Wolfram and Hart, they really want us dead,’ Gunn replies.

‘Yeah, well unless they talk we can’t prove it, anyway I have a weird case for you?’

‘Weird? How?’ asks Kennedy.

‘Well its obviously a vampire or maybe a couple of vampires which for this city is nothing new but this one or ones aren’t acting like normal vampires’.

‘What have you got?’ asks Robin.

‘Okay this was two nights ago. There was a 911 call from a Good Samaritan couple who found a girl battered and bruised tied up on top of a grave. By the time the ambulance got their the guy was dead, definitely vampire attack by the tied up girl who had disappeared and the woman was in hysterics.’ He passes around pictures of the dead guy and the grave with the chains. ‘According to our good Samaritan the young lady had an Australian accent and couldn’t remember her name. They got her to draw the girls picture and the drawing almost identically matches this photo of Tori Keecher a nineteen year old Australian girl who went missing from California thirteen months ago.’

‘Right so sometime in the last year this girl has been changed but that doesn’t explain being tied up, her amnesia, why she didn’t kill the women as well or the possible torture,’ Andrew says. Bloody hell for a guy who’s supposed to be a watcher he has no idea about vampires. Tortures what we love. Obviously this girl and some other vampire were having some rowdy sexepades and he left her there for a laugh.

‘Wait a minute, what time did this happen?’ Oz asks.

‘Just before six,’ answers Riley.

‘Sunrise!’ I add.

‘Whoever put her there expected her to turn to dust when the sun rose,’ Andrew again states the obvious. She’s newly turned so probably some form of initiation or maybe someone who hates vampires put her there. This town has way too many of both of those.

‘Yes, but why not just stake her? Why torture her and tie her to a grave where she’ll combust?’ This time its Kennedy who’s asking the stupid question. Obviously none of them has lost someone close thanks to a vicious vampire attack.

‘Maximum pain!’ Ah Charlie boy gets it but then Fred told me once that his sister was turned and he had to dust her.

‘Look the motivation is something y’all can work out but I have another couple of mysterious death by vampire cases that may or may not be related to this one. These happened last night and as a consequence we have two dead policeman. This is the first victim,’ he passes some photo’s of this guy around. I notice that there is no bite marks but his nose is crushed and so is the back of the skull from hitting a wall. I’m not sure if I could do that kind of damage in one blow, it looks like something Illyria used to do.

‘This isn’t vampire, its supernatural but there are no bite marks,’ Faith speaks.

‘And the only way a vampire could have that sort of power is if they have been drinking the blood of something with supernatural power anyway,’ Angel joins in the conversation. Riley continues,

‘Well the partner was definitely killed by a vampire but round the corner of the alley.’

‘You guys haven’t been experimenting with demons again cos the only time I’ve seen vampires and demons work together was when Adam recruited them.’ I tease one point for the big bad.

‘Says one of his recruits,’ He retorts.

‘Will you two cut it out. Wolfram and Hart also has the kind of power to make different species corporate. Did you find anything else?’ Mr Business Angel only ever interested in boring strategies, barking orders and brooding. Shit I am horny.

‘Look I also looked up any other vampire attacks in this area last night and there were two. This one is almost certainly related because he was found in an adjacent alley and his time of death is about the same as the cops. This guy was a low life mugger but the only out of the ordinary thing is that he had a black leather biker jacket, that he never took off and its not on his body.’

‘Spike have you been killing again to add another jacket to your collection?’ asks Robin. Yeah okay I killed his mum but how long do I have to put up with this crap. If I hadn’t done it something else would have. I glare back at him.

‘What was the last case?’ asks Angel ignoring Robin.

‘Here.’ Riley passes Angel another photo. ‘He was found two blocks away from the others near a seedy strip joint.’ Angel passes the photo to Willow and she makes a noise of disgust before quickly handing it to Kennedy who quickly hands it to Illyria and I look over her shoulder. The guy has the usual bite mark but his dick is hanging out and it is obvious he died during or just after an orgasm.

‘Well at least he died happy,’ I say as I pass the photo along. Riley’s pager goes off and he gets up.

‘Look I have to go but I’ll drop in during the next couple of days.’ He leaves and I realise its dark outside.

‘Okay now Faith and Illyria why don’t you guys patrol north of here and Conner and Kennedy can do south. Spike, I need your nose we are going to check out these crime scenes.’ Before Oz can say anything Angel continues. ‘No Oz after today you need to take it easy, you guys are on research. Find out anything you can. C’mon Spike.’ Just like that he gets up and walks out of the hotel. I shrug at the others, grab my jacket and walk out after him.