Chapter 6
The next morning, Buffy and Spike sat outside the school in his car. Well, they weren’t so much sitting as they were groping each other and fighting the urge to breathe, wanting to stay as close to one another as they possibly could.
“Don’t wanna go to school today,” Buffy mumbled against Spike’s lips as she gripped the back of his head with one hand and ran her other over his upper thigh. Spike groaned, fighting the urge to throw her in the back seat and have his way with her right then and there. But when he heard snickering outside his tinted window, he pulled back.
“Me neither, pet, but we’d probably better go. Snyder’s got it in for the both of us.” It was true. Ever since homecoming freshman year when Buffy and Spike had ‘accidentally’ painted the school’s mascot, a pig, the school colors, Snyder had had it out for them. He hadn’t caught them, but he’d always suspected.
“Yeah, you’re right,” she muttered. She leaned in to kiss him once more, and Spike couldn’t help but trail his hand up her thigh, letting it disappear beneath her skirt. His fingers nearly brushed over her pink, cotton panties, but she giggled and brushed his hand away. “Play nice.”
“Sorry, luv. But now that I can touch you like this all the time, I don’t wanna stop.”
“Well, try,” she laughed, unable to resist one last kiss. Finally, she pulled herself together, straightened her hair, re-applied her lip gloss, prepared to open her car door. However, Spike had already beaten her to the chase. He smiled and waggled his eyebrows at her as he opened the door like a gentleman.
“Thank you, sir,” she giggled. He took her hand, pulled her out of the car, and handed her her book bag from the back seat. She reached over, smoothing back his slicked back hair that she’d managed to muss up a little. “There you go. All better.”
“Think it’s obvious?”
“I think so,” she laughed. She bent down to check herself in the side mirror, and when she brushed her hair aside, she was mortified to find a hickey. She gasped and turned to face her boyfriend. “Spike! Oh my God!”
“What?”
“Look! You…oh my God!” She covered her face with her hands. Spike realized what he’d done, and despite the fact that it kind of made him proud, he couldn’t help but wince.
“Sorry, luv,” he breathed. “I didn’t know I’d left a mark. Got anything to cover it?” Buffy shoved her purse at him to hold while she dug through it. Soon enough, she came up with a little white scarf that she normally tied in her hair. But today, it served another purpose. She tied it around her neck in a fashionable way and then turned to face him.
“Ok, how’s it look?”
“Gorgeous,” he murmured, looking her up and down. She rolled her eyes.
“Does the scarf look stupid?”
“Looks perfect, pet.” Buffy smiled and looked down at her feet. She was wearing heels. Not those tall, uncomfortable ones, but they did give her a couple extra inches in height. Her long, tanned legs disappeared under her baby blue skirt, which went with the white blouse she wore. She was pretty sure the white scarf was too much with the white shirt, but anything was better than the entire school seeing her hickey, or worse, her mother seeing it! Yeah, she was happy to be with Spike, but it was nobody’s business just how happy she was!
“Alright. Let’s go.” She and Spike headed for the front door. They glanced at each other, smiling nervously, and Spike’s fingers brushed against hers until they curled together, and they were holding hands.
They walked into the building hand-in-hand, nervously looking around but soon gaining their confidence in their oh-so-new coupling. Their lockers were on the same row, and Spike’s was first, so Buffy reluctantly let him go and went to her own. She felt like a new person, blushing and smiling at him as she struggled with her locker combination.
She’d just finished taking her books out of her locker when he came to her side, and out of the corner of her eye, Buffy could see people staring when Spike brushed the hair away from her face and kissed her cheek. She bit her lip nervously and looked up into his eyes.
“Sure you’re ready for this?”
“If you are,” Buffy grinned, standing on her tiptoes and giving him a peck on the lips. “You break it to Xander and Oz. I’ll break it to Cordy and Willow. Should be an interesting lunch today, hmm?” Spike chuckled and nodded a little.
“Right. I’ll see you later, luv.”
“Bye.” She giggled when he kissed her again, and then he was off to class. She sighed happily and leaned against her locker, watching him walk away. It was like those cheesy teen romance movies where the wind blows through the guy’s hair as he walked down the aisle. Only he was walking away, there was no wind, and his hair was slicked back. Still, her heart pitter-pattered at the sight of his ass in those jeans, and she felt like she might melt into a puddle right there on the floor.
“Uh, earth to Buffy!” Buffy snapped out of it to see Cordelia standing next to her with wide eyes.
“Oh, hey Cordelia. What’s up?” Buffy popped a piece of chewing gum into her mouth and smiled at her friend. Cordelia raised an eyebrow.
“What’s up? Somebody just ran by exclaiming that Buffy and Spike are making out, and I had to come see! Is it true? Did you guys…” Buffy couldn’t help the smile that beamed across her face. She nodded excitedly. Cordelia’s grin widened.
“I need details, girl! C’mon, you can tell me in home room.” She grabbed Buffy by the hand and dragged her down the hall toward their classroom.
***
“So you’re dating now?” Willow asked, leaning forward with her eyes widened in curiosity.
“Yeah,” Buffy grinned. “I talked to Xander yesterday, and he made me realize that I had to tell Spike. Well, he pretty much told me that if I didn’t tell Spike how I felt, he would tell him for me, and I didn’t want that. But anyway, long story short, Spike and I are dating.”
“Is it weird?” Willow wondered.
“Of course it’s not weird. They’ve already had sex.”
“Shh! Cordy, geez!” Buffy hissed. “That’s not something I want the whole school to know, especially since we were drunk at the time.”
“So you haven’t slept with him again?”
“No! We’re trying not to rush things. It’s a little difficult…you know, knowing what we know…having done what we’ve done.” Buffy blushed.
“This is so exciting!” Willow gushed. “You and Spike!”
“I know. It’s…it’s really new,” Buffy breathed. “But I’m totally excited about it. I mean, I get to do all these new things with my best friend. No offense ladies. “
“None taken,” Cordelia said with a smirk. “You know, Willow, I’ve seen the way Oz looks at you. Maybe you and he could hook up, and the four of you could double date.”
“What? Me and Oz?!” Willow’s eyes widened. “I couldn’t…no. We’re just friends…we’re just…”
“Gee, Buffy,” Cordelia laughed, “somebody sounds a lot like you twenty-four-hours ago.”
“It’s not…I’m not…you know I suck at talking to boys,” Willow frowned.
“But he’s your friend.”
“Exactly! It’d be even more humiliating.” Willow frowned. “But I’m happy for you and Spike, Buffy. Really.”
“We’re going out Friday night,” Buffy explained.
“Bronzing it?” Cordelia wondered.
“Uh-huh.”
“You think Druidzilla will be there?”
“Maybe. I don’t know.” Buffy shrugged and chewed the end of her pencil. “I don’t care if she is or not. Her and Spike are over. It’s none of her business.”
“She’s gonna freak, you know?” Cordelia pointed out.
“So?”
“Dru is a badass. She’s a bitch, and when she finds out that you’re all over her man, she’s gonna be coming after you.” Buffy frowned at Cordelia’s words.
“Spike’s not her man. He’s…he’s not interested in her anymore.”
“Maybe not, but Dru knows how to play dirty. I’m just saying, watch your back.”
“Don’t worry,” Willow said softly. “If she says anything bad about you, we’ll…” Buffy cocked her eyebrow.
“Do what, Wil?”
“I don’t know. Shoot her dirty looks?”
“Ugh. You know what? I’m not gonna worry about it. I’m gonna enjoy this, because it’s the first time I’ve actually felt…you know, completely happy with a guy. He’s the only one that’s ever made my heart pound just by smiling at me.” Buffy eyed her friends who were lost in their own daydreams. “Anyway, just so you know, there might be more PDA than you’d care to see at lunch today.”
“Thanks for the warning,” Cordelia snorted.
“You know what’d be better than me and Oz?” Willow asked Cordelia.
“What?”
“You and Xander.”
“Please! Like I’d ever date him. He’s…”
“Totally seeing Anya Jenkins.”
“Oh,” Cordelia said, looking slightly disappointed. “Well, I don’t care, ‘cause I’m not interested anyway.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder and turned in her seat. Buffy and Willow shared a ‘yeah right’ look and rolled their eyes. This was going to be one very long day, and Buffy just couldn’t wait to see Spike again.
***
After home room, Buffy had stopped by the bathroom to brush her hair and re-apply her lip gloss, but when she heard sniffling and sobbing heading toward the bathroom, she ducked into a stall. It wasn’t long before she recognized the voices that had just entered the bathroom.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. It’s why Angel dumped me!”
“Oh, Dru, I’m so sorry. It’s…it’s his, right?”
“Are you really this stupid, Harmony? He dumped me because it’s William’s!” Buffy felt her stomach drop at the mention of Spike’s name on Drusilla’s tongue. “The night we broke up?”
“But that was like four months ago,” Harmony said slowly. “You didn’t know before?”
“I knew. I just…I didn’t want to say anything to make Angel leave. Now he’s gone, and William…”
“Are you gonna tell him?” A loud sob escaped Dru’s lips, and Buffy closed her eyes tightly, praying this was all a dream. “I mean, he’s with that loser Buffy Summers now. I know they’re like, best friends or whatever, but if he knows you’re having his baby, he’ll totally dump her and come back to you.”
“William doesn’t care about me,” Dru sobbed. “All he ever cared about was his precious Buffy. You know…he even called her name when he was making love to me.”
“Dru, I’m so sorry. You know, I can totally talk to my dad, and he might pay for you to…you know. You can’t have a baby. You’re in high school. I mean, a kid’s totally a lifelong thing. You can never go out again. You’ll have to like, be a mom.”
Buffy groaned inwardly at the words coming out of the dumb blonde’s mouth. Was she really saying those words?
“I don’t know what to do. But he can’t find out. If he knew…”
“If he knew, he’d come back to you, Dru. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Dru sniffled, and she must have nodded, because Harmony continued. “Then tell him. Ok? Just…just tell him.” And then the sniffling stopped, and Buffy was left alone in the bathroom with the biggest secret she’d ever heard in her entire life. Her best friend…her boyfriend was going to be a father, and Drusilla would forever be a part of their lives.
***
“Wake up!” Cordelia exclaimed, nudging Buffy. “You totally slept through the last half of the notes. What’s up with you?” Buffy turned in her seat to look at Cordelia. Her heart was pounding, and she wasn’t exactly sure what had happened.
“Cordelia?”
“I’ll type them up and e-mail them to you later. What the hell happened. You said something about a baby. Oh God. You’re not pregnant are you?”
“What?! No!” Buffy realized that it had all been a dream. She was still sitting in first period, and she hadn’t visited the bathroom or heard Drusilla and Harmony discussing a pregnancy. Spike wasn’t going to be a father, and everything was good again. Still, what a hell of a dream.
“Are you ok, Buffy?” Willow asked quietly, as the girls made their way out into the hall and toward their next class.
“Yeah. I’m just…I had a weird dream. It was…I don’t know.”
“Oh, well, this’ll cheer you up,” Cordelia announced, nodding toward the end of the hall, where Spike was making his way over. Buffy’s face brightened, and she hurried over to hug him.
“How was class, luv?”
“Must’ve been boring,” Cordelia said as she and Willow walked over. “She fell asleep. She was talking about babies.”
“Cordy!” Buffy hissed. Spike chuckled.
“That right?”
“No. It was a nightmare that I hope I never, ever have again.” Spike squeezed her shoulder.
“Gotta be off to the gym. Talk to you later, pet.” He gave her a soft kiss, eliciting a few whoops and catcalls from their fellow seniors. Buffy blushed in embarrassment, but she couldn’t hide her smile.
“Thanks. I needed that,” she murmured.
“See you later, luv.” And he was off again. Buffy sighed and turned to Cordelia and Willow.
“So, what were you dreaming about?” the red-head asked. Buffy rolled her eyes and shook her head.
“You really don’t wanna know.” As they turned and headed away, Drusilla Lewis, who’d seen the entire display of affection slammed her locker door shut and went to join her group of friends to talk about the brand spanking news of Buffy Summers and William ‘Spike’ Pratt being the senior class’s newest ‘it’ couple.
***
“If it isn’t the Pratt’s,” Xander joked, sitting down at the large table where the majority of his friends were already seated.
“Funny,” Spike smirked, punching Xander in the shoulder.
“Ow. Easy, man.”
“Didn’t hit you that hard, you girl.”
“Boys,” Cordelia groaned.
“Sorry, no rough-housing in front of the ladies, right?” Xander asked.
“Shut up and eat your peanut butter and jelly, Harris,” Spike laughed. “Did your mommy cut the crusts off?”
“As a matter of fact, she did. And she put in an extra Twinkie? Want?” Xander held the yellow snack cake out to Spike who shrugged and accepted it. He popped it into his mouth and draped his arm around Buffy. She made a grossed-out face at him for stuffing the entire thing in his mouth, but she couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss him, licking off the bit of cream on the side of his mouth.
“Whoa, too much PDA,” Cordelia spoke up.
“I warned you,” Buffy shrugged. She smiled when Oz came walking over, tray in hand. Her gaze immediately fell to Willow, who was scooting over to make room at the table. “Hey Oz. Dingoes are playing at The Bronze on Friday, right?”
“We’re still on as far as I know.”
“Good. Play a slow one just for us, ‘kay?” Buffy asked, grinning at Spike and loving that she felt so comfortable and not as awkward as she’d felt with Riley.
“So when can we expect babies?” Cordelia wondered. Buffy’s eyes widened, and her cheeks blushed crimson.
“Cordy!”
“What?”
“What the Hell? We’re in high school.”
“Sorry, I guess dating older, college guys makes me think further ahead.” She spared a glance at Xander, who didn’t seem to notice or care. Instead, he dipped his pizza in ranch dressing and began to devour it.
“Don’t scare her off, Chase,” Spike laughed. “Just got her all to myself. Don’t wanna share her with anybody ‘til we’re at least thirty, right pet?”
“Uh,” Buffy choked out, “did I just enter bizarro world?”
“Oh, come on,” Cordelia explained, looking to Willow for agreement, “you’ve been best friends forever. Yeah, you just started dating, but it’s not like, you know, brand new. You know everything about each other. You’re going to get married some day. There’s no way you won’t. Babies are just a part of that. You know, unless you decide to be non-traditional, but you know I want nieces and nephews. I’ve got to be Aunt Cordy, or I’ll die.”
“Cordelia, eat your salad,” Buffy warned.
“C’mon…”
“Just…don’t talk about babies,” Buffy muttered, stabbing her spoon into her chocolate pudding. She ate without looking back up at her friends. Spike gently squeezed her shoulder, but she wriggled away from him. “I’ll be back. Restroom.” She got up and started to walk away. Willow and Cordelia looked at each other and started to get up to follow her, but Spike stood first.
“Let me handle this, yeah?”
***
“Buffy?” He caught her by the elbow just before she had the chance to duck into the ladies’ room.
“Spike, I need to…”
“What’s wrong? What they were saying? That was bloody stupid, Buffy. They’re just…immature.”
“Spike, it’s not that. I had a dream. I know it sounds stupid, but…I don’t know, it freaked me out.”
“What kind’ve dream?” Buffy sighed and leaned against the wall and shook her head.
“Dru was pregnant, and she was gonna use the baby to get you back.” Spike shook his head a little at Buffy’s explanation.
“That’s some dream.”
“Yeah,” she murmured. “It felt so real. It scared the hell out of me, Spike. I really thought I was gonna lose you.”
“There’s nothin’ to worry about, pet. You know me well enough to know I’d never leave you.” He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. “Before anything else, we’re best friends. I love you, Buffy.” He smiled a little and caressed her cheek. “And about Dru having a baby? If she was, it sure as hell wouldn’t be mine. Toward the end, sex wasn’t exactly a main pastime. Fighting and me trying to figure out what the bloody hell was going on behind my back was pretty much all that happened in that relationship.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. You’re just worried, luv. You’re worried about something going wrong. I get that. I do. Your dad just left. This thing with us? It’s new. But it’s not going away. I swear, Buffy.” She smiled a little and wiped away a stray tear.
“I believe you. I just…I guess all the talk at the table kinda got to me.”
“I’ll tell them to cut it out. Just…come back.”
“I will. I just wanna go blow my nose.”
“Alright. Just come back when you’re ready.”
“Thanks,” Buffy murmured, leaning in to kiss him once again. “You know you’re my hero, right?” Spike chuckled. She hadn’t called him that since they were fourteen and she had fallen trying to rollerblade. He’d carried her all the way back to her house from the park and had patched up her injured knee when nobody was home to help her.
He answered her with another kiss and left her so she could use the restroom.
When he returned to the lunch table, all eyes were on him.
“Is Buffy ok?” Willow wondered.
“Yeah. She’s just…some dream she had kinda freaked her out, is all.”
“Oh, the baby dream,” Cordelia said with a knowing nod.
“Just cut that talk out, ok, Cordy? Buffy’s dealing with a lot right now, and…”
“Ok. Ok! Enough said. I’m sorry.” Cordelia remained silent after that and went back to eating her salad. When Buffy returned a few minutes later, conversation had already turned to Oz’s gig a few nights ago, and everyone paid rapt attention, except for Buffy, who couldn’t help but notice Drusilla Lewis staring at her from across the cafeteria. All she could ask for was that the rest of the day went by quickly so she could go home and focus on something other than the crazy dream she’d had and all of the insecurities it had stirred up within her.
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