Down Poision by stateofmind
Summary: This is an AU fic. Buffy gones to stay with her cousin faith in an English army town. There she meets Faiths friends who are a mix of army brats and soldier boys. A particular bleach blonde one catches her attention, but she refuses to let her heart guide her. Can he change her mind before its too late. It will be NC 17 soon I promise we just have to build to it, The warnings of child abuse and rape are more implied then in graphic detail.
Categories: NC-17 Fics Characters: None
Genres: Romance, Angst
Warnings: Violence, Adult Language, Sexual Situations, Rape, Child Abuse
Challenges:
Series: None
Chapters: 7 Completed: No Word count: 11201 Read: 7402 Published: 09/22/2006 Updated: 01/11/2007

1. Chapter 1 by stateofmind

2. Chapter 2 by stateofmind

3. Chapter3 by stateofmind

4. Chapter 4 by stateofmind

5. Chapter 5 by stateofmind

6. Chapter 6 by stateofmind

7. Chapter 7 by stateofmind

Chapter 1 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
I own nothing apart fom the story line
Note - I just thought I better explain a few things before we begin. This story has been floating in my head all week. I my self live in a little army town, where quite a few of my friends are soldiers or army brats as we like to call em lol. So a few of the places are actually real. The music thing actually comes from them, its what they do to pass the time when they are away, and they are good.

Note 2 - The lyrics are all gonna be by 3 Doors Down as I personally think they all fit really well with the story.

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Chapter 1

“Come on B smile its not like I’m asking you to give up your right arm here, just come and have a drink before work, that’s all.” Faith goaded, Buffy just smiled as they entered the pub, the smell of stale beer and smoke hitting her. “Look there they are.” Faith grabbed her and pulled her over to the table her friends were seated at.

“Hey” a red head called, pointing to two free seats.

“Hey Willow, where are the boys? And where’s Anya for that fact?” Faith asked pulling off her jacket.

“They playing tonight, nothing big I don’t think, needed to blow off steam after 6 weeks away.” Willow smiled at Buffy. “Hey I’m Willow.” she held her hand out to Buffy.

“I’m Buffy.” the blonde smiled shyly and shook her hand.

“So you an army brat to?” Willow asked.

“What ……. Oh no, just staying with Faith for a while, she’s my cousin.” she wrapped her arms around her self. She didn’t like new places, specially ones with lots of people.

She played with her sleeve’s as she took in her surroundings. The pub was grotty to say the least, the paper was pealing in places and a waft of mould was mingling with the stale smells. She was regretting saying yes to coming out with Faith now. She had been in the little town for only a few weeks. She had decided England was many things but above anything it was cold compared to the warm climate of California, but she was free, that’s all that mattered. He wasn’t going to find her here.

“You want a drink?” Faith asked, Buffy just shook her head.

The lights dimmed and the little makeshift stage lit up. Willow turned and started cheering. The group walked out on stage, a slender bleach blonde man fronting them. A boyish grin plastered on his face as he turned to his band mates signally that he was ready.

The music started playing as he stood up to the microphone.

I'm not supposed to be scared of anything
But I don't know where I am
I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted
And nobody understands (how I feel)
I'm trying hard to breathe now
But there's no air in my lungs
There's no one here to talk to
And the pain inside is making me numb
Try to hold this under control,
You can't help me, cause no one knows

His eyes wandered around the room, searching out his friends. He spotted Faith walking back from the bar, and followed her path back to the table before waving at them all. He smiled when Willow started bouncing up and down waving franticly at them all. He turned and nudge his guitarist who saw what he was grinning at and nodded at them all.

Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes

The music was intoxicating, Buffy couldn’t help but tap her foot along with the beat. Who was that man on the stage. Those eyes were intense, someone could fall in love with those eyes. She mentally beat her self, she couldn’t be even thinking about letting someone get close, then they might know.

Feelin' weak and weary
Walkin' through the world alone
Everything they say every word of it
Cuts me to the bone, (and I bleed)
I've got something to say
But now I've got nowhere to turn
It feels like I've been buried
Underneath all the weight of the world
I try to hold this under control,
They can't help me, cause no one knows

The music cursed through his veins, his body constantly moving with the beats and the words. He carried on watching his friends noticing the small blonde who was trying to make her self invisible in the corner. God she was beautiful. He couldn’t help but plat scenes through his head of what he could do with her, god he’d spent to much time away on manoeuvres.

Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes

Faith pushed a drink towards Buffy, refusing her protest as she carried on watching the band play. They were good she had to admit that. Talent wasted on the army lifestyle. Then again who was she talk, she was an army brat. She’d grown up with the lifestyle, it was all she knew and she secretly loved it.

I'm blind and shakin', bound and breakin'
I hope I'll make it, through all these changes

Willow waved at the guitarist, her girly grin sending her face blush. Faith glanced over, that girl was in love big style, she wanted to warn her to be careful. Squoddies weren’t to be trusted, but she couldn’t burst her bubble.

Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes
Now I'm falling apart, now I feel it

The bleached blonde kept on watching the blonde, he made a promise to himself to at least get her number before the end of the night. She was intoxicating, beauty defined.

But I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
And I get suffocated, I hate this
But I'm going through changes, changes

They finished and lapped up the applause they were given. Stepping down off stage all three of them joined the girls at the table.

Willow jumped from her seat wrapping her arms around the guitarists neck, kissing him hard. “God its been to long” she whispered to him.

“I know baby I know.” he whispered back, kissing her deeply.

Faith just smiled and turned to introduce the rest to Buffy.

“Hey guys, you were great.” she said hugging each of them in turn. “ This is my cousin Buffy, she’s staying with me for a while.” Buffy waved from her corned trying not to look at the blonde. “This is Xander,” the drummer smiled at her. “The one playing tonsil hockey is Daniel Osborn, also known as Oz” the two never separated. “And the bleached wonder is William also known as Spike. Though he’s managed to spend six weeks in the jungle without being put on lock down I have no idea.” she laughed.

“That is actually a long story.” Xander said picking up the pint that was on the table for him. “Where’s Anya? Just out of curiosity.” he asked looking round the room. “Oh wait here she comes late as ever.” he pulled the woman close and kissed her.

“Typical mate, you only been gone six weeks you whelp cant you keep it in check for a few more hours at least.” Spike rolled his eyes and looked at Buffy.

She was staring into space again, contemplating the world or what ever you were supposed to do when avoiding making contact with someone you couldn’t escape. Spike sat next to her pulling his chair closer, he brushed her arm lightly to get her attention. She jumped and looked at him a slight fear in her eyes.

“Penny for em love, didn’t mean to make you jump.” he smiled.

“Nothing really.” she looked at the floor.

“So what you think?” he asked gesturing to the stage.

“You were good, really good. I thought you were all soldiers though, not musicians.” she smiled at him. She didn’t know why but something in her wanted to trust him.

“Yeah well we have to do something when we are all cooped up like chickens, so we three sing.” he shrugged it off like it was nothing. “It keeps us sane and the other blokes entertained so we all win.” he took a long swig of his beer. Something told him to tread lightly with this one.

A few hours later and a few more songs they all headed out. Buffy had been convinced to blow off work and walked back threw the little town with the group, all separating there different ways. She was actually sorry the night had ended. She’d enjoyed talking with Spike, and Willow was nice, and now it was over and it was like waking up from a dream and entering reality again.

“You got a place to stay tonight?” Faith asked Spike as they carried on walking after waving the last couple off.

“I’ll just go back to barracks.” he shrugged.

“Not likely, you gonna crash on my couch?” Faith smiled she knew he hated going back to that place when he didn’t have to.

“Go then, that’s if Buffy doesn’t mind.” she shook her head. The little scared girl had come back out again and conversation had escaped her.

“That’s settled then, you can come to mine and we can hang tomorrow, its been ages since we just veged out.” she giggled before grabbing his arm and marching him home, leaving Buffy a few steps behind.

*Good job you didn’t get your hopes up there Buffy, looks like Faith wants him. He wouldn’t want me anyway, I’m damaged property, he made sure of that.* she thought to her self as she kept her distance from the coulple.


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so wot do we all think? I hope you all enjoyed it and I promise I will finish Wanted soon. Just this poped into my head, mainly coz my friends are off to Iraq soon and I'm kinda dwelling.

So leave me reviews and cheer me up :D
Chapter 2 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
OK i hope you are all enjoing this, leave me some reviews ok. The cafe I describe in this chapter is where I used to work when i was in college and it is rough as i make out. Its actually the place i met my best bud - so heres to you Jo xx
Chapter 2

Buffy rose early the next morning expecting to have the living room of the small flat to her self, assuming Spike had gone to bed with Faith. To her surprise the bleach blonde was sat on the couch, notebook and pen in hand, a pair of glasses hanging from his mouth. She mentally slapped herself for finding him attractive. She couldn’t do that to her cousin, then again she was always told she was whore by *him* so why would this time be any different. He wasn’t here to punish her this time, she had escaped, but no she wouldn’t do that to Faith. She smiled shyly at him as he noticed her enter the room.

“Morning pet, sleep ok?” Spike asked taking his glasses from his mouth.

“Yeah fine, err is Faith not up yet?”

“Nope not yet.”

“Oh ok, I take it early rising is a hazard of the job then.” she smiled at him again.

“Oh yeah, can never really sleep past 6:30 even after I was pissed the night before, which is why Faith makes me take the couch and not the guest bed in her room.” he laughed.

“Oh so you and her aren’t…”

“What, oh no, me and her no. Friends is all.” he laughed. “You didn’t think that me and her…. Did ya?”

“Well kinda” Buffy blushed.

“Well that’s settled then. You want breakfast, a brew?” he asked getting up.

“Coffee would be good.” she said settling into the couch. He wasn’t so bad, but she couldn’t, he might find out and then she would be in trouble.

Spike came back in the mugs in his hand, handing Buffy hers he settle next to her and flicked on the TV. They sat in a comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying not being alone. Both at them laughing at the dodgy cartoons on that early in the morning.

“Buffy, you mind if I ask you a question?” he asked nervously.

“Sure.”

“You wanna go out tonight, just us two, no large crowd of people to get in the way.” he looked at her. He couldn’t read this girl like he could the rest, she was defiantly holding something back, but what?

She thought for a moment. She so desperately wanted to say yes, she wanted to start again, have something real, but no it wasn’t right, she wasn’t good enough to have anyone. “Yes” now where the hell did that come from she thought.

“Good about 6 then?” he asked his hope rising.

“Err no I have to work till 8 you can pick me from work if you want.” she was regretting it now. “it’s the little café near the pub.”

“Yeah I know spent many a morning after in, Squoddies heaven. Cheap food full of grease what more could you ask for.”

“Yeah really,” she laughed “A heart attack on a plate”

“The best hangover cure ever if you ask me” thank god she was relaxing with him, he thought.

It was 7.30 and Spike strolled up the road. This girl had worked his way into his blood in such a short time, he couldn’t understand. He swore that while he was still in the army he wasn’t going to fall for anybody, but she had broken him down. Her shyness and beauty had captivated, he couldn’t help but wonder though what she was hiding.

He pushed open the door to the café to find Buffy fighting off some guy. The sneering and hateful words could be heard from the door where he was standing. The guy began pulling at her clothes, the sleeves ripping revealing her bare arms, the marks she was hiding. Spike blood was boiling, storming over he grabbed the guy and through him to the floor.

“Warren, I should of known.” he hissed under his breath. Warren was known around the barracks for taking advantage of any girl in the town, even when they said no. “Piss you little shit.” he turned to Buffy and smiled. “You ok pet?” she nodded. Warren got to his feet ready to defend his self, but Spike’s icy glare stopped him. “Just leave you whelp before I kick you from back to base!” he spat as the man ran from the café.

He looked at Buffy, tears were falling down her face. Shear fear in her eyes. Wiping her tears from her face he looked her over making sure there was no damage. It was then he saw the scars. There was a quite a collection, ranging from, from what he could tell, cigarette burns, slash marks, and possible some from other hot items. He looked at her, tears forming in his own eyes, what had happened to this girl. God he just wanted to wrap her up and make it all go away for her. He looked at her, wanting to ask what had happened, but the moment was lost as she bolted from the counter and out of the door.

“Buffy, wait! Pet, please.” he shouted taking off after her.

He ran down the road, franticly trying to find her. He came to an alley and heard soft sobbing. He turned to see Buffy huddled over her knees crying into her hands. Hiding again from the world.

“Buffy love.” he said softly as he sat in front of her. “Look at me please.” she raised her head slowly her red eyes shining out of her pale skin. “You ok?” he asked. Stupid question really, he thought, course she’s not ok, this is what she’s been hiding.

“No.” she sobbed her head falling into her hands again.

“Who did this love?” he stroked her scars, letting her know she didn’t have to hide them from him. She began crying again trying to back away.

“I cant tell you, he’ll find out, make me go back. Please Spike don’t let him take me home please.” she fell into his chest holding him close.

“Shush love you ain’t going anywhere, lets get you home though.” she nodded allowing Spike to help her up. He wrapped his jacket around her, hiding her marks from any on lookers.

“Don’t tell Faith please.” her eyes begging him for some sort of trust.

“I promise pet I won’t tell her, but you are gonna have to tell her someday you know that right.” she nodded placing her head on his shoulder, her body still heaving from the sobs she was trying to contain.

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What you all think? Good? Bad? Let me know ok.

Oh and congrats to my friend Heinze 57 she somtimes comes here shes getting married, it was her relationship with a certain squoddie that kinda inspired this story. so here we go miss beanz and i have a speacial chapter in mind for you later
Chapter3 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
Thanks so much to my beta Spuffy_obsessed. I couldnt of done it with out you. *Huge hugs*
Chapter 3

Buffy turned the key in the lock and walked into the flat with Spike following her. Without a backwards glance at him she ran to her room and slammed the door. Spike was about to knock and try and talk to her but thought better of it, thinking it would be better for her to get her head around things before her pushed her to talk to him. He wandered into the living room and smiled wearily at Faith, and flopped down beside her.

“Thought you were taking Buffy out?” she asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“She ran into Warren at work. Let’s just say it didn’t end well.” He smirked. “ I think she’s okay. Just needs to get her head around it.”

“I swear to god one of these days I am going to beat that boy from here to next Tuesday.” Faith fumed.

“What’s up with her anyways?” Spike asked. “One moment she seems okay the next she’s all shy and quiet.”

“Long story pal.” Faith said but seeing Spike’s look she decided to just tell him. “High school was okay with her, you know the usual. Spoilt, rich, popular, prom queen the works. God, I couldn’t stand her when we were growing up before dad moved us all here. She was such a little daddy’s girl. Then her mom died, and from what I heard she went off the rails. Out every night, finding any guy she could, then all of a sudden one day puff….” Faith said flicking her fingers in the air. “The confident Buffy we knew vanished and this quiet shell of her appeared. I just got a phone call out of the blue a few months back from her saying that she wanted to come and stay with me, I said yes and here we are.” She eyed Spike, a smile breaking her face. “You like her don’t ya?” It was more of a statement than a question.

Spike didn’t answer for a second until he was finally able to find the words to express his feelings about Faith’s cousin. “I don’t know what it is about her, Faith. She’s under my skin and I’ve only just met her last night. She just blows me away.” Spike shook his head as he ran his hand through his hair a soft chuckle escaping his mouth. “I just never thought there could be someone like her that’s all.”

“Yeah, well I know what your lot are like, buddy, just remember that. I grew up on this base, I’ve seen you guys in action.” Her expression screwed up into a scowl at him. “There’s a reason I don’t date ‘squoddies’, and I will tell you something for nothing pal. You fool around on her, and your dick won’t be attached to your body for long after I find out.”

“Scarily enough I believe you there pet,” he laughed. “And, we aren’t even together. She just runs and hides from me, and I have no bloody clue what to do,” he threw his head over the back of the couch and sighed. “You’re a woman, give me some advice here.”

“Thanks for noticing and I don’t know what to tell ya, bud. Just give her time, she’ll come around,” she laughed. “Besides it’s not like you’re on your death bed here.”

“Time isn’t something really have here you bint! I’m back out on exercise for four weeks in just over two months.” Staring at the ceiling his mind raced. What could he do to win this girl around.

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Buffy slammed the door of her room and went to her dresser. Staring in the mirror she saw herself. For the first time she really saw herself. She was a whore. Men could tell she was a whore, and that’s why that ‘Warren guy’ went for her, it was her own fault.

Spike didn’t really like her, he was just being nice to her get into her pants. That’s all they wanted. It was what all men wanted, to get laid and blame her for it.

Well, Buffy was tired of it. If they kept thinking of her as a whore she might as well act like one.

With a snap, Buffy opened her dresser drawer and pulled out her make-up bag. It was of a way to create her mask. A mask that she had used after her parents had died. ’You cant hide what you are Buffy’ she thought. ’You’re a whore, so you might as well act like it’

She applied the makeup. The dark colors clashing with her pale skin. Skin that had once been a tanned golden tone. The violet lipstick being used to define her mouth. Looking back at the mirror she smiled at herself. ’There I am’ she thought. Her confidence beginning to rise again.

She went to her closet, pulling out the black leather mini she had hidden at the back, along with its matching corset. She put the clothes on and admired herself in the mirror, smiling again she pulled her hair out of the band and let it fall down her back. Grabbing her purse she crept to the door. She was out of here. She needed a drink and she needed it fast, but she had to get by them first.

She pulled the door open, slowly making sure she didn’t make a sound. Creeping out down the hall, unlatching the front door, and then finally she ran. She needed to go, be anywhere but here. She looked down at her arms again. The marks looking more pronounced than usual. She ignored them, hazards of what she was nothing more.


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AN1 - so what you all think? Please review!

AN2 - This chapter and the story for that matter is for MY squoddies, who leave for Iraq on Saturday. I know some of them read my stories though they wont admit it and i would just like to say - I know we dont do goodbyes but please come back in one piece and I love you all.

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Chapter 4 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
Thanks so much to my fab beta spuffy obsessed couldnt of done it without you chucks!
Chapter 4

Spike and Faith had crashed out on the couch, the night escaping them. He tried to stay awake to see if Buffy would come out and talk to him but nothing occurred, not even a peep was heard from the direction of her bedroom. Hours went by before Spike was awoken by the phone ringing. Faith was still in a deep sleep, not even being a little disturbed by the ringing phone. He picked up the ringing device, rubbing his eyes, and looking around for something to drink.

“Hello?” Spike answered still slightly dazed from his former sleeping state.

“Oh hey, Spike its Willow. Faith with you?” she asked her voice full of fear.

“Yeah, but she’s asleep, what’s up Red?” he could hear her voice shaking. Spike’s eyebrow shot up wondering what might be going on, on the other side of the telephone.

“Buffy’s here and she’s kinda out of control, she’s been downing all sorts and flirting with any guy she can get her hands on.”

“She cant be! She’s still in her room.” Spike walked, with the phone in hand, to her door and pushed it open. His jaw fell when he saw her bed empty. “Where are you red?”

“At the pub, Oz is here to trying to keep an eye on her but…” Spike cut her off.

“I’m on my way.”

“Spike hurry, Warrens got his claws into her.” Spike slammed the phone down and ran from the flat. What the hell was she playing at? Making both her cousin and Spike think she was cozy in her room brooding over the days events while in fact she was partying it up with out even giving them notice.

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Buffy sat at the bar, running her heal clad foot up Warrens leg, as he put another shot of vodka in front of her. They had been whispering sweet nothings to each other for nearly an hour. Buffy had allowed Warren to feed her drink after drink to numb the fact that this guy had just attacked her only hours earlier. She needed this night to act out and it seemed Buffy thought, why not use Warren for it? The whole time while Warren was in her presence she hadn’t noticed Willow and Oz watching from the other side of the room.

A song came out over the speakers and from her head all the way down to her toes, began to sway with the music. She was beyond drunk now and loving it, nothing seemed wrong when she was drunk. It was like she was 18 again and living the life of luxury before her mom died.

“You wanna get out of here?” Warren whispered.

“Sounds like a plan to me.” she said downing her last shot and grabbing her purse. “Where you wanna go?”

He took her hand and pulled her out of the pub, a little too roughly for her drunken state, leaving Buffy to stumble slightly, the effects of the alcohol finally taking their toll.

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Spike ran into the bar, scouring it for signs of Buffy. Spotting Willow and Oz, he ran over to them, gasping for breath as he landed at the table.

“Where is she?” he asked his fists and jaw clenching. Anger shook over him but worry for Buffy was taking a greater affect on Spike’s emotions.

“She just left with him, mate.” Oz stated, looking into his beer.

“You got to find her Spike, you know what he’s like. What’s gotten into her anyway?” Willow asked concern painting her face.

“What you mean?” Spike asked, wondering what she could of done.

“Well, she was dressed up like a cheap hooker, no offense, and has been downing vodka shots with any bloke she could find.” Oz shrugged. “She didn’t seem that type last night.”

“Find her Spike.” Willow pleaded. In the very little time that Willow had known Faith’s cousin, she had taking a liking to her. Buffy was sweet and being with Warren left Willow to keep on urging to find her. Not only that but Faith would kill everyone if something happened to Buffy.

“I will.” Spike said, running out of the pub again. He headed for the alley Buffy might of ended up. It was close and he knew Warren well enough to know the ponce wasn’t fussy.

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Buffy lent against the alley wall, Warrens lips crushing hers. Their hands wandering over each other. His hands traveled to the hem of her skirt and she froze. She couldn’t do it, she couldn’t let him touch her, couldn’t let him any where near her. The idea just made her sick and she knew it wasn’t the vodka. Surprisingly Spike’s face kept flashing in her head making her further feel dirtier. Quickly, Buffy tried to push him away, but he just fought back, an evil grin smeared across his face.

“Please Warren, I don’t want to. I can’t do this. I just want to go home.” Tears sprung to Buffy’s eyes as she tried to push Warren off of her without any relenting. This man wasn’t letting her go anytime soon.

“You can’t tease me like that baby, you want it. You and I both know you do.” He leered at her as he ran his hands over breasts. Snaking them down to pull her skirt up.

Buffy sobbed, the hot tears flowing freely again. She was being violated and none of her strength could stop it. “Please I just want to go home.”

Warren ignored her this time and shoved her hard against the wall, and pain shot down her back. Her rigid body trying to block out what was happening to her.

“I think the lady said to stop.” A voice sneered from behind Warren.

Buffy’s eyes shot open, relief filled her as she saw Spike step into the alley. He grabbed Warren and threw him against the opposite wall, giving Buffy a quick glance to make sure she was okay.

“You not learn earlier?” Spike spat as he knelt by Warren’s huddled body. “You leave my girl alone, you get me?”

“She was asking for it, silly little whore..” He couldn’t finish his sentence as Spike’s fist hit him square in the jaw. Warren’s lip had been busted open from the punch and blood slowly seeped out.

“Now go home, or I will be on the phone to the RP’s, I have a mate who works for ‘em owes me a favor. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind putting you on lock down for a few weeks.” Spike stood up and took Buffy’s hand leading her once again from the alley. “Again, stay away from my girl.” Spike said with one last warning before leading them both out of the dark alley.

They walked in silence for a few yards, Buffy suddenly becoming aware of how she was dressed and feeling uncomfortable with it again. Soft sobs racked her body as she tried to control herself.

“Can we not go home yet, please Spike? I can’t cope with Faith’s questions right now” she asked looking at her feet.

“Faith doesn’t know but sure we can go get a coffee or something.” he wrapped his arm around her pulling her close and blocking some of the night air from her shivering body.

He steered her into a diner near her home. Signaling for two coffees, he looked at her. He couldn’t help but fantasize what this side of Buffy was like. Spike would be a liar if he denied she didn’t look like a sexy vixen in the black get up. There was a side of her a lot closer to Faith than she realized, a very carefree one.

“You wanna explain this to me?” he asked trying to catch her eye. Spike waved his hand in proportion to her body, pointing out the complete turn of wardrobe,

She looked out of the window, trying to think of the words to say, but nothing seemed to be coming, she owed him an explanation. Maybe he would be the one she could finally tell what had happened to her.

“When mom died” she started, tears welling again. “I couldn’t cope, felt like everyone was leaving me. Dad hid at work, and when he was home he was drunk, my boyfriend left me round the same time, so I became this person.” she gestured to her outfit. “It was something to hide behind, a faÁade that showed someone stronger. The boys liked it, and for a while I liked the attention, it took the pain away a bit.” Buffy wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve. Spike came round and sat beside her, wrapping his arm once again around her. “Then dad started noticing what I was doing, and he hated me for….” she stopped tears taking over her body again. She held out her arms again showing her marks. “He said it would stop me being a whore, that no one wanted damaged property, but I hid them and carried on. And, that’s when he started….” she couldn’t finish her body bombarded with fear, pain and relief that someone finally knew.

“He did that to you?” she nodded as he traced the scars with his fingers.

“I’m broken Spike, he broke me, I’m nothing more than a whore, a common whore. He was right, I don’t deserve anything, anybody.” She shuddered again turning away from him.

“That’s not true pet. I know he’s your father but he’s a sick bastard. You deserved to be loved,” he pulled her chin so she was looking at him. “We’re gonna fix you okay? Make you trust people again. I promise I’m gonna try and make things better for you.” He kissed the top of her head as she flopped into his chest, liking the feeling of being wrapped up in his arms.

“Why though? Why do you care? You’ve known me all of two days.” Buffy pointed out getting a control on her tears. ”Why do want to see me happy so badly?” she asked.

“Coz I like you, think you’re something special.” he grinned.

“Really after only a couple of days?”

“Well what can I say, love? I follow my heart, not my head.” he shrugged pulling her a little closer.

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Chapter 5 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
Well here we go sorry its a bit late but real life has a tenedanecy of biting me in the but right now.
Thank you so much to my lovely beta spuffy_obsessed this would be unreadable without yousweetie xx

Chapter 5

It was gone past midnight when the pair pushed open the front door. Faith was still sprawled out on the couch, still encompassed in her sleep. Buffy smiled at the sight of her cousin snoring softly.

“She didn’t even realize you were gone.” Buffy observed while heading for her room.

“Buffy wait,” Spike grabbed her arm and span her round to face him. Her green eyes were still watery from the night’s events. The words stuck in his throat as he tried to express them. She had been hurt, and he could not hurt her again. “I meant what I said before. I like you. I’d like to take you out sometime….well to give it another try.” he stammered looking at his shoes suddenly. ’God this must be the first girl to make you nervous about asking for a date, stop being a stupid twat.’ Spike’s mind berated scolded himself.

“So would I, I like you too.” she smiled back at him, the small grin spreading on his lips, making Spike’s heart swell.

Without warning, Spike leaned in and kissed her. It was soft at first, savoring the moment between the two of them. Buffy was more than shocked, the kiss had come out of nowhere. She relaxed into his hold, wanting this as much as he had. Their lips and tongues exploring each other’s mouths, while allowing themselves to delve deep into the desire that they both stirred up for the other. Passion took over them both; fire and frustration infused them together, both wanting more.

Slowly and to both blonde’s dismay, Spike pulled away.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that pet.” he looked away again. He was pushing her; it was too much too quick, even if he had already admitted that he was starting to like her greatly. She wasn’t like most of the girls round here, she was sweet. Buffy didn’t seem the type to just want a one-night stand and go home. She wanted –no, Buffy needed more.

“Don’t be sorry.” she said sweetly, cupping his face with her hands and urging him to look at her. “I didn’t stop it.” She whispered.

Spike sighed and gave her quick peck on the cheek, before allowing her to go into her room and himself heading for the living room. Pulling the remainder of the cushion from Faith, he listened for the Buffy’s door shutting before he settled down to try and sleep.

~******~

An hour later, Buffy was still awake. Every time she shut her eyes she could see Warrens’ evil grin shining back at her. What he had almost done mad her sick just to think about it. Pulling her self out of bed she crept into the living room. She quickly glanced around the cornertrying to see if anyone was awake. She was about to head back to her room when a small cough stopped her.

“Cant sleep either love?” Spike asked pushing the glasses he was wearing, to the top of his head.

“Nope, my mind won’t stop racing.” she answered feeling slightly nervous. Her slender arms wrapped themselves around her body, her body trying not to fidget under his gaze. Faith rolled over and groaned in her sleep, the very little noise they were making obviously disturbing her. “You wanna come in my room…talk in there for a bit.” How forward she just was made her blush as she silently prayed to God that Spike wouldn’t laugh at her, or anything along those lines.

“Sure.” Spike chuckled as he got up, laughing only at the way she blushed.

Following her into her room they both sat on her bed. The silence becoming unsettling.

“We’ve talked so much about me tonight, and I know nothing about you.” Buffy started.

“What do you wanna know?”

“How come you joined the army?”

“Seemed like a good idea at the time,” he laughed, with a shrug. Buffy just carried on staring at him. “Okay, okay, I was an army brat too. Hard to believe, ain’t it. Dad was stationed down south when we were little, I rebelled as we all do, end up with no exams or anything so I had to do something rather than sit on the dole.” he shrugged again.

“So it wasn’t to see the world or anything then?” she laughed.

“Nope, I did enough of that growing up. It was a wage packet more than anything.” he smiled at how happy she seemed to be. “What about you anyway pet, what did you want to do when you grew up?”

“Don’t know really, I was too interested in being popular when I was in school. Did kinda like kids though I thought at one point I wanted to teach kindergarten, however I suppose now it would be what ever the equivalent is.” she looked at him. His azure eyes, she could swear could see into her soul and were leaving her mesmerized.

“That would be infants love and why not go for it? Nothing stopping you.” he asked.

“Coz there is a million reasons stopping me. One of them being money or lack of it.”

“Trivial thing.” Spike laughed. “If there’s one thing I’ve learned, is…if you want something, go for it.”

“Suppose.” she yawned her shoulders sagging.

“You getting tired love, I’ll see you in the morning.” he stood to leave but she took his hand and stared into his eyes again.

“Stay.” Buffy said looking up at him, pleading with her eyes. “Please, I’m not asking you to sleep with me, I just don’t want to be on my own right now.”

“You sure pet?” Buffy nodded moving over to allow Spike more room.

They both snuggled together, Spike pulling her closer, stroking her arm. His breathing became shallow with the onset of sleep.

“I think I would like to be your girlfriend.” She sighed as sleep took her.

Spikes heart raced, was that her asking him out this time? He watched her for a moment before sleep claimed him too.

~****~

Faith stretched out of her sleep. The sun was streaming in through the front room window, making her squint her eyes. Checking her watch she saw it was still early, but she was wondering where Spike was. Last time she looked he had fallen asleep with her on the couch. She heard Buffy’s door open, and she went to greet her cousin, but was stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a sleep ruffled Spike leave the girl’s room.

“What the hell happened?” she hissed trying to not to wake Buffy, but showing her shock to him at the same time. His clothes were completely wrinkled and he was currently sporting the sex hair style.

“Nothing, we just fell asleep that’s all. Be quiet or you’re gonna wake her.” Spike pulled Buffy’s door closed and headed for the kitchen, with Faith quickly following Spike on her heels. “Look, she was upset and we talked really that’s all.” Faith didn’t look convinced however. “Do you really think I would be stupid enough to sleep with your cousin in your house and then try and get away with it?”

“Yes, but I believe you. It was fun just watching you sweat for a while.” she smirked.

There was a knock at the door. Faith and Spike looked at each other and shrugged, neither knowing who it could be that early in the morning. The knocking began to turn into a heavy banging.

“OK, OK I’m coming for gods sakes.” Faith shouted as she threw the door open.

“Morning Faith.” greeted an older man standing at the door.

“Dad? Not that I’m not glad to see you but I thought you were in Germany or somewhere, training people?” Faith asked hugging her father.

“I got in this morning, but its not you I’ve come to talk to, it’s Spike.”

Spike perked up and came to the door, giving a salute to his superior. “Major Giles?”

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Chapter 6 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
Im So so sorry for being away so long peeps. Between me, my son and my fantastic beta Spuffy_obsessed being sick that and the lack of computer over teh last few days I have'nt had a chance to update so here we go hope you enjoy!
Chapter 6

“William there is no need for formalities, we’re both out of base right now.” Giles said with a smile. Faith just rolled her eyes at his dorky movement.

“Sorry sir, I mean Giles.” Spike stuttered. “What did you want me for anyway?” he asked.

“I stopped by the base last night and heard some things I really didn’t want to…concerning you.” Giles looked at him apologetically. “Did you and Warren come to blows last night?”

“Well yeah, but it wasn’t some drunken brawl, I was defending Buffy” his voice was with worry.

“Well Warren came back to base last night and called the RP’s. He wants you on lock down till you go on maneuvers.”

“Why am I thinking Spike, that something else happened after I fell asleep last night?” Faith asked her eyes burning into him.

“Yeah something did, Buffy needed to blow off steam, Red and Oz found her in the pub, drunk and Warren was coming onto her again. I found ‘cem in the alley, he was trying to erm…” Suddenly Spike found himself in a situation where words failed him. He felt like her was betraying Buffy, just by saying as little as he did.

“Warrens painting a different picture.” Giles stated flatly. “Spike I’ve known you since the day you were born, Ethan was one of the finest soldiers I ever served with, and I will do what I can to get you out of this…but I cant make promises. Your record goes against you. You think Buffy…..”

“NO” Spike spat, cutting him off. “She’s been through enough already, she doesn’t need to go through everything again.”

“But Spike,” Faith started before being cut off.

“I’ll do it.” Buffy said quietly from her doorway.

They all turned to look at her. Spike smiled sweetly at her as her uncle pulled her into a welcoming hug.

“Pet you don’t have to do that, I can get my self out of trouble.” he said softly. He desperately wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her.

“Yes, I really do.” she said pulling away from her uncle. “I got you into this mess and I’m gonna get you out of it.” she said firmly meeting his stare. Her look held such confidence, showing him she was hell bent on getting him out of the trouble she caused. Spike knew he was beaten.

~******~

Buffy came out of the major’s office, her face tear stained yet again. The red barrettes of the RP’s following her. She smiled at her uncle as he followed the crowd out of the office.

“Rayne, get in here now.” his commanding officer yelled at him.

Spike followed, shutting the door behind him and pulling himself to attention. “Sir” he answered his eyes fixed on the window in front of him.

“She backs up your story. You seem to be off the hook for now.” the disappointment in the officer’s voice was clear. “Now get out of here. You have another day of leave left, and don’t get into anymore trouble.”

“Sir” Spike saluted before leaving the office.

Buffy was waiting out side the door, twisting her coat in her hands. What if something bad was going to happen to him. It would be all her fault, she would have fucked up again, and she couldn’t bear the thought of screwing up again. The door opening, jolted her from her thoughts and she was greeted by Spike’s grin as she stood up to meet him. Not holding back she pulled him into a tight hug.

“You’re okay then? I didn’t get you into trouble?” she asked as the tears began to threaten to fall again.

“No love, you didn’t. They believed you, and I’m off the hook. Though I have been told to behave.” he grinned. Buffy heaved a sigh of relief into his chest. “You wanna go get something to eat then?” he asked. She nodded as he led her off base.

~******~

Sitting in the fast food restaurant, Spike couldn’t help but laugh at her as she tried to drink her milkshake through the straw.

“You can stop that, its not so easy as it looks.” she laughed back at him, holding shake drenched straw as if threatening to chuck it at him.

“Why don’t you just take the lid off and drink it that way? Wouldn’t it be easier?”

“Well, where would the fun be in that?” she smirked at him.

Spike spotted Willow and Oz enter the building. He gestured for them to join them, as he scooted closer to Buffy. The red head flopped into the chair opposite them, and glared at Spike.

“What I do?” he asked puzzled.

“You wanted to rehearse this afternoon that’s what. You lot have one day left and you want to spend it bashing away at base? You’re a total freak that’s what, god if I didn’t like you I would so, so, so, oh I don’t know what, but I really dislike you right now.” Willow breathed heavily trying to catch her breath from her rant.

“Jesus I forgot.” he said hitting his head on the table. “I was s’pose to spend day with the Buffy.”

“No don’t worry Spike, I can go home and…” Buffy started.

“Oh goody you’ve been stood up too. Wanna go shopping?” Willow asked excitedly.

Buffy looked at Spike nervously, new people still made her uneasy, he smiled at her encouraging her to go. “You should go pet, no point being cooped up on my account.”

“Sure, okay then.” Buffy answered quietly a little hesitant at first.

“She ranted at you then?” Oz asked as he came up to the table and put Willow’s food in front of her.

“Could say something like that.” Spike laughed. “But we fixed it. These two are going shopping instead.”

“Good, so we gonna make a move then?” he asked.

Spike nodded, getting up with his friend. He leant over and kissed Buffy softly on the lips. Her shyness left her as she melted into the kiss, everything they were both feeling pouring into it. Spike pulled away and smiled at her blush. “I’ll see you later okay.”

“Okay” Was all she could manage. She turned and saw Willow smiling at them both and her blush deepened.

“You like him don’t you?” The red head asked, grinning wildly.

“Yeah I do, he’s sweet.” Buffy couldn’t help but giggle.

“God don’t let him hear you say that, completely ruin his image.” Buffy laughed again. “I don’t want to put a dampener on things for you but if you can’t cope with your honey being away for months at a time, with no phone calls, and very little contact, then walk away now and save both yourselves a lot of heart ache.” Willow’s face was suddenly deadly serious.

“I think I can handle it Willow, I just want to be with him. He makes me feel safe.” she smiled shyly.

“Well that’s okay then. We gonna hit the shops then?” she smiled, turning the mood totally on its head.

“I don’t have a lot of money, the diner doesn’t pay too well.”

“That’s what the Barracks ID is for. I have one as I am an official army brat,” she smiled. “Daddy was an officer before he retired. So I got lots of lovely discounts.”

“Okay then sounds like a plan.” Buffy answered laughing, relaxing with her new friend.

~******~

A few hours later the girls collapsed outside a coffee shop, bags piling around their feet as they ordered coffee. The friendship had blossomed in the few hours that they had spent together, realizing they had more in common then they could of thought. Willow was the brainy type, with hidden shyness that she seemed to over come since her relationship with Oz. She was never part of the “IT” crowd but she had a good heart and she wore it on her sleeve, Buffy admired that.

“The boys said they will meet us here.” Buffy said closing her phone and taking a long drink from her coffee.

“Oh good, they can carry this lot home then.” Willow smirked looking down at her bags.

“That was my thinking.”

Willow’s eyes locked on a crowd of girls who were walking their way. Suddenly the red head was trying to hide behind her coffee mug. Her eyes hitting the floor as the girls spotted her.

“Willow what’s wrong?” Buffy asked before her chair was barged into by one of the girls.

“Oh little Miss bookworm.” one of the girls drawled. Her gothic features accentuated by the dark makeup she was wearing.

“Oh look and it’s the super freak Warrens been telling us about Dru.” the other girl commented grinning menacingly at Buffy.

“Oh it is Cordelia! What fun! My Spike wouldn’t have her so she went to scrape the bucket with Warren.” Dru hissed, thoroughly enjoying how uncomfortable she was making the girls.

“Leave her alone Dru.” Willow tried meekly.

“My god she speaks. If she aint careful, I will knock her down like I did in high school.” Dru spat, squaring up to Willow.

Oz grabbed Dru’s arm just as it was about to make contact with Willow’s cheek. The usually quiet mild mannered man had fury burning in his eyes, as he pushed her backwards.

“I’ve never hit a woman Drusilla, but I might make an exception if you raise a hand to her again. Though I have been told you like that sort of thing.”

“OOO Spikey you’ve been telling our little secrets again haven’t you, naughty puppy.” she said smiling sweetly at the bleached blonde who stood next to Dru looking equally as pissed as Oz.

“History Dru and you know it, now piss off.” Spike ground out grabbing Buffy by the hand. “Now Dru!” he yelled making her turn on her heels grabbing Cordelia and storming off.

“You okay baby?” Oz asked Willow, planting kisses over her face. She just nodded trying to fight back the tears.

“Are you okay Buffy?” Spike asked.

“Yeah I’m fine.” she stopped and looked at him concern on her face. “You went out with her?”

“Yeah I did.” he laughed. “A moment of true weakness, but its you I want.” he said kissing her softly.

“A moment, try 12 months.” Oz laughed.

“Okay on a happier note, you birds coming out tonight. Last night of freedom for a week and all. We are playing at the Bronze.” Spike asked.

“The Bronze?” Buffy asked confused.

“Yeah it’s a club just outside the barracks, it’s an okay place.” Willow added. “I’m up for it.”

“Sure why not, I’m not working.” Buffy added.

“Good it’s a date then.” Oz smiled.

“OOO I can ready at yours.” Willow said leaving the bags for the boys, and pulling Buffy ahead of them. “Spike will die when he sees you in that dress you’ve just bought.”

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Chapter 7 by stateofmind
Author's Notes:
Sorry its been a while we have had slight technical trouble with the pc's and laptops in our house! ~(Basically we all had the same virus and its taken us ages to wipe everything and start again)
Hope you all enjoy though!
Chapter 7

Buffy twirled in front of the mirror. The red fabric clung to her in places, showing off curves that she didn’t know she had. The dress was short, but not in a slutty way. Everything was perfect, apart from the spaghetti straps that held the dress to her body. She had nothing to put over it and her heart was racing. She looked down at her bare arms, tracing the scars slowly that marred her arms. They showed years of abuse on two tiny arms, each one with a story to tell. She could hear Willow pacing impatiently outside the bathroom door. She had to make a choice. Face up to what had happened and what was going to happen if she went to her father, or hide from it all again.

She looked at her self in the mirror again. Her blonde hair was ironed flat, framing her face, her make up applied. She took a deep breath. You can do this Summers she told her self. No more hiding. He can’t get you now, you’re safe. Time to start living She repeated the encouraging words in her head making it a mantra.

Taking a deep breath she opened the door, revealing her self to the waiting Willow. The red head grinned as Buffy walked out. The shy girl she had once met, the girl she saw so much of her old self in, was slowly melting away, and becoming a confident woman.

“Buffy, you look gorgeous. Spike is gonna freak.” she smiled taking it all in. Willow looked her over stopping at her arms. Buffy flinched pulling away slightly, but Willow said nothing. Realizing if she wanted people to know then she would have said something by now.

“You look good too, Willow.” Buffy smiled inwardly thanking the girl for not making a big deal of her scars.

Willow blushed, the green fabric of the dress setting her hair off. “Nothing really.”

Faith came into the hall to see what the noise was and smiled at her cousin. “You look good B. What times’ blondie bear coming to pick you up?”

“We’re meeting them there, I think that’s our cab outside now.” Willow answered looking through the window at the street below.

“You sure you don’t wanna come?” Buffy asked.

“Yep! I got an early one tomorrow and daddy dearest wants to have dinner, so rain check, okay.” Faith smiled.

“Kay, don’t wait up.” Buffy laughed pulling Willow out of the front door.

~******~

The music had already started when the girls entered the club, which they instantly began scouring the floor for their men. Spotting Oz at the bar Willow headed over to him and pointed Buffy in the direction of Spike. Her heart was already racing, she didn’t know what he was going to think, but it was too late now as the bleach blonde had spotted her and his jaw had practically hit the floor.

Buffy laughed as she twirled in front of him “You like it then?”

“You look gorgeous pet.” He said pulling her to him and kissing her tenderly. “I’m proud of you.”

“What for?” She looked up at him with big confused green eyes.

“Not hiding”

She just smiled at him and kissed him again as Willow and Oz came back to the table with their drinks. Buffy continued to smile as the music started again. With her sudden burst of confidence that Spike had given her, Buffy grabbed Spike’s hand and looked at him longingly. “Dance with me?” she asked pulling him to the floor. Spike obliged pulling her to him as they began to move with the music.

~******~

Drusilla entered the club followed by her entourage of officer’s daughters. The base was hell to live on but these girls were the only ones to be seen with. The common soldier’s daughters were just below her. She hunted through out the room looking for anything to entertain herself with, but stopping dead in her tracks as she saw Spike dancing with that little blonde girl Buffy.

“What’s up?” Cordelia asked, trying to follow her friends gaze.

“That’s what’s up.” Drusilla pointed towards the couple, her perfectly dark manicured nails itched to claw out the ‘sunshine’s’ green eyes.

“Big deal, thought he meant nothing now, better fish and all that?”

“That’s not the point Cordelia.” Drusilla said sullenly. “If I cant have him, no one can and I tend to make sure of it.”

“I thought your dad hated him?” a ditzy blonde chirped in. Drusilla looked to the heavens. She was dealing with imbeciles.

“That’s the point Harmony.” she said with an evil grin. “Daddy’s gonna have a coronary and it wont be any more than he deserves.”

“So what’s the plan? Humiliation? Theft?” Cordy asked enjoying the idea of turning the super freak into a game.

“Not sure yet? But give me till the end of the night and the freak will be leaving here in tears, which let me tell you is letting her off easy.” Drusilla and her group of girls hackled together with laughter.

~******~

The night rolled on and it was nearly time for the band to get on stage. Xander and Anya had arrived not long ago and no one needed to ask why the two were late. The boys headed to the stage leaving the girls to their drinks. Buffy couldn’t take her eyes off Spike. In only a few days she had managed to fall for a guy who in her previous life she wouldn’t have even looked twice at. He was someone who made her feel safe and let her be herself. She couldn’t think of what she had done to deserve it.

Oz played the first chords as Spike grabbed the mic and began humming to the melody that was starting to develop.

She said life's a lot to think about sometimes
When you’re living in between the lines
And all of the stars that sparkle and shine
Every day....
He said life’s so hard to move in sometimes
When it feels like I’m drawing the line
And no one even cares to ask me why
I feel this way (yea)


His eyes met Buffy’s and smiled. The song was for her, the lyrics he had been working on for weeks, but only in the last few days had they had meaning. His heart skipped a beat as she smiled back at him, giving him the realisation that she was right there with him.

And I know you feel helpless now
And I know you feel alone
That’s the same road
The same road
That I’m on ( yea)


Buffy smiled, she wasn’t alone. He was going to be there with her all the way. He was going to fix her and she couldn’t stop her pulse from raising. She had never believed in soul mates or guardian angels, but she had found both in him.

He said life's a lot to think about sometimes
When you keep it all between the lines everything I want
And I want to find one of these days (yea)
And what you thought was real in life
Has somehow steered you wrong
And now you just keep driving
Trying to find out where you belong


Willow took her hand. She could see the tears welling in Buffy’s eyes. She wanted to turn and ask her what she was hiding, but her shyness was holding her back.

And I no you feel helpless now
And I know you feel alone
That’s the same road
The same road
That I’m on (yea)


Buffy suddenly took off, heading for the bathrooms, Willow close on her heals. Anya continued to sit at the table completely oblivious to what was going on.

What you thought was real in life
Has somehow steered you wrong
And now you just keep driving
Trying to find out where you belong


Spike watched as the two girls ran from the main hall, it taking everything he had to not to let his friends down and run off stage after her.

And I no you feel helpless now
And I know you feel alone
That’s the same road
The same road
That I’m on (yea)


( OH NO NO NO)

Willow caught up with Buffy as she fell against the sinks tears streaming down her face. She edged towards her, not knowing what to expect. “What’s the matter?” she asked

“Feeling slightly over whelmed.” She laughed wiping the tears from her face.

“You wanna talk about it?” Willow waited for an answer. “Course if you don’t that’s okay too. I didn’t want to interfere, I saw you crying and you’re my friend now, and I don’t know, I thought I could help, but obviously not…” Buffy laughed. “Ok I was babbling wasn’t I?” Willow added with a blush.

“A little.” she was silent again for a moment. Willow was about to leave when she spoke. “My dad hurt me.” She said showing her arms to Willow. “That’s what these are. When my mom died, dad wasn’t around, just hid at work. I started acting out and then he started drinking. That’s when these happened. He thought it would stop me from ’acting out’, which is why I came here. I couldn’t take it anymore.” Fresh tears were now stinging her face, but Buffy didn’t stop them.

“Oh Buffy, I had no idea. Faith always said you were happy in California. She wondered why you came here.” the panicked look on Buffy’s face brought new light to Willow. “ She doesn’t know does she?”

Buffy shook her head. “No, and please don’t tell her. She loved my mom and if she knew what dad was like she’d flip.”

“I wont say anything.”

“Thanks.” she looked at the floor in embarrassment. “You think I’m a total dork for reacting like this over a song don’t ya?”

“No, Spike has that effect on people. If he’d actually paid attention at school he could’ of been a writer or something, but this is Spike after all.” she laughed.

“You grew up with him too?”

“Yeah he was in the year above me, but we army brats stick together. Plus I was friends with Faith towards the end, and those two kinda came as a pair.”

“Yeah uncle Giles said something like that.”

“You wanna head out?” Willow asked.

“Sure, they’ll have think we drowned or something.”

~******~

Spike finished his final song. Throwing the mic at Oz, he leapt off the stage and headed towards the bathrooms looking for the girls. He crashed into a group of people and wouldn’t have stopped if it wasn’t for the hand that grabbed his arm.

“Spike, I’ve been thinking..” Drusilla began sweetly. Spike looked down to see his insane brunette ex looking at him straight in the eye.

“Not now Dru, I’m really not interested.” he spat trying to look past her.

“But I’ve been thinking about you, and I miss you.” she said draping her self round his shoulders. “That we might..” Spike cut her off.

“We might what, get back together? Not in this lifetime! What’s daddy done this time to piss you off? I’m not your pay back device Dru.” he unfolded himself from Dru’s hold.

“You? Never baby.” but it fell on deaf ears as Spike pushed past her as Buffy left the bathroom with Willow. Drusilla never have been rejected in for in the past, continued to stand there with the group of girls watching with her. Her hands clenched into fists as she stood there fuming. If it was possible, steam could come out of her eyes. “Naughty puppy, you won’t get away with this. You or the bitch!”

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By the way the song in this little chapter is "The Road I'm On" By 3 Doors Down. (Can we all tell yet that I love this bad LMAO!