“Just what the hell were you thinking? Driving another’s man motorcycle!”
Spike yelled as he swerved in front of a car on the freeway.
“How was I supposed to know it was stole- Will watch where you’re going you almost rear ended that dude’s car.” Cordelia reprimanded.
“Don’t you chastise me; you were the one who was just in the penitentiary. I should have left you there, perhaps it would have taught you a lesson”,
Spike said threw clenched teeth as he drove his car; his knuckles were white from gripping the staring wheel to hard he was desperately trying to regain controlled of his frayed nerves.
Cordelia’s eyes widened at that, Spike had always been a master at hiding his emotions, she bit her lip and looked down at her lap before asking in a small voice,
“Willy you wouldn’t have?”
Spike sighed as he turned on to an exit. He really couldn’t stay mad at his baby sis, really he couldn’t, she would pout and use that voice, the one that was all small and innocent that reminded him of when they were younger and all he wanted to do was shield her from the world; still did. But that did not mean he wasn’t angry or that there wouldn’t be hell to pay.
“Cordy I love you, you know this. I would do anything for you, but some times it is extremely difficult being your big brother” Spike said after about ten minutes of driving in silence,
Cordelia refused to look at him because in truth she was ashamed of her actions and she didn’t want to see the look on her brothers face; a pure mixture of guilt, love, loyalty, and displeasure, she hated that look. That look alone would have been her undoing, and right now she was fighting so hard to not cry and she knew she would loose that battle if she looked at him.
He then pulled up to an IHOP, Cordelia smiled slightly and stole a glance at her brother; it seemed as if he had calmed down a bit. Spike hummed in approval at the beginnings of excitement that was radiating off of Cordy. Spike knew she loved IHOP, and it was tradition to take her there when things got bad, that and he needed to be in a public place so he wouldn’t lose his cool.
After being seated and ordering their food, Cordelia remembered what her older brother had said in the car.
“Wait what do you mean its hard being my brother?” Cordelia asked crossing her arms. Spike knew that look, only three people in the world had perfected that stance; arms crossed, chin set jutting forward slightly, eyes narrowed, and still look incredibly beautiful as well as frighteningly intimidating. Cordelia for starters, Darla and his Mum, the no nonsense attitude was in place and he knew there was no backing out of this one.
“Delia all I meant was when you hang around all these guys, I go crazy ‘specially when most of them are not good enough for you.” Spike answered talking a sip of his coffee closing his eyes and relishing in its bitter taste and sweet aroma, one thing he had quickly grown accustom to while living in the states was a good cup of black coffee.
“Oh, I see” was all Cordelia could muster she had not known her past relationships or the men she was always with made her brother feel that way, but if she was truly honest with her self she should have noticed how tense Spike was when she would bring her latest fling around and he would always make himself scarce in an effort to not throttle them.
“Will, I didn’t know”, She began but was stopped by the comforting touch of her brother’s hand on hers.
“Its okay just try not to associate with them so much and I know that tonight’s events was not completely your fault not even close,” Cordelia smiled at that “But that boy better put his affairs in order because by the time I’m done ne with him there wont be-.” Cordelia cut him off afraid of what he might say,
“Okay Will, I’ll try. So, how is everything?”
“Every thing is fine, Darla is pregnant and I have to make an appearance at Court in a couple of months oh and the casino is doing good, just hired someone new you’ll like her.”
Spike finished as he thanked the waitress for the food.
“Oh my god!” Cordelia squealed, “Darla is pregnant?”
Spike nodded as he chewed on his pancakes drenched in syrup rolling his eyes at his little sisters antics. ‘Women’.
“That’s… wow, oh my… wow. She’s wow.”
Cordy gushed forgetting about her food for a moment. But then she remembered something, as far as she knew Darla was not seeing anyone Darla, so who was the baby’s father. Spying the look of confusion on his sisters face Spike asked,
“ Delia, what is it?”
“Um Will who’s the baby’s father?” Cordelia asked as she began eating her own food.
“Dunno” Spike answered truthfully. Between just finding out today that his older sister was expecting and that his younger sister was incarcerated he really did not have much time to call said older sister to find out specifics. That and the arrival of his older brother threw him off some. Finally taking in her brother’s appearance she notice that he looked worn out, his suit was crumpled his eyes red and puffy and hair askew, sure she knew he had rushed to come get her, but this was William. The same William that took pride in appearance no matter what he was doing, taking out trash, scooping cat litter, really he was the only person that could put grace in scooping cat litter. And here he was, she glanced at her wristwatch, at 10:13 pm looking as if he had not slept in weeks.
“Will, are you alright?” Cordy asked noticing that her brother’s eyes were grayish blue color.
“I’m okay” Spike lied. Cordelia rolled her eyes and replied
“No your not”, Spike saw that she was not going to let it go any time soon, so he decided to indulge her,
“Fine, just got a lot on my mind is all… ” He sighed, “Liam paid a visit” Spike answered.
‘Ohhhhh. So that’s why he is in such a shitty mood! Not just because of me but because of that ass also.’ Cordy personally wasn’t too fond of her eldest brother, the reason being because he never truly accepted her into the family.
Spike knew Cordelia didn’t like Liam too, but it was rather amusing because they looked a lot alike with their dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes they both looked like their father. But in some ways Cordelia was just like their mum; for one thing Cordy definitely had their mothers smile. The nice big one that would melt or calm anyone, even Liam who was known for his tantrums was calmed by one of their mothers warming smiles.
“What did that prick do?” She hissed
“He stole from me. Showed up to the casino with a loaded dice and all.” Cordelia narrowed her eyes in anger. “What an ass” she muttered.
Buffy was curled up on the comfortable bed in her new room, to surprised and anxious yesterday to notice anything about the room before, she now sat there and took in it’s details. The room although not overly large was rather spacious with a small sitting area that opened out into the bedroom, to the left of the suite door was a small kitchenette and to its right the bathroom. Buffy was so glad that she was not faced with the prospect of looking for a place to stay.
She had learned throughout the course of the day that not all the staff lived at the casino. Willow did an so did Anya, but Gunn did not and neither did Lorne. It was also made clear to her that Willow had worked here since the Casino opened and Anya not too long after, and they both confessed to her that since the expansion of the floor they had trouble catering to everyone and were feeling a bit overwhelmed. Sighing she picked up her now ringing cell phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey Buff its me.”, Buffy smiled, glad it was her sister and not her parents.
“Hi Dawn, how are you?”
“Cool! No sister to fight over the bathroom with and who gets the last waffle,”
Buffy smiled remembering all the petty verbal battles she and Dawn used to engage in.
“Hey, I resent that I always let you have the last waffle”
“Whatever Buffy, but seriously what’s going on the parentals are like spazzing? I mean are you okay?”
“I’m fine Dawnie, I have a job and a place to live”, Buffy then went on to explain exactly what it was she did.
“Wait, back up! Job! Place! Wow Buffy! Exactly what have you been up to?”.
Buffy smirked at the suggestive tone in her sister’s voice and proceeded to recount all of her activities since leaving home.
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Buffy's second day at work went a bit more smoothly. The only thing remotely annoying about the job was that she had to work with Anya. For the next month or so she would either be shadowing Willow and when she was too busy or on break, Anya. Anya while sincere, was completely tactless. She knew how to do her job well, so well in fact she was voted best Las Vegas casino host three years running, and apparently and honorary fire woman, but put that aside and Anya was in one word, terrifying. Buffy had met a lot of people in her time, crass ones, bitchy ones, shallow, independent, smart, ignorant, loyal, cutthroat, and so on but never had she ever had the pleasure of meeting one so sexually charged. By the end of the day Buffy was a hop, skip, and a jump away from throttling Anya.
“So, how did your day go Miss Summers?” Spike asked, he had requested a brief meeting with Buffy, in order to gage her progress.
‘Miss Summers?’, questioned Buffy before answering, “Today was fine, long, but fine I enjoyed working with Willow,”
“And Anya?” Spike interrupted,
“Well she can be a little…um…much.” Spike smirked at her answer,
“I understand, but she is also one of the best casino hostesses in Las Vegas and you would do well to learn from her.”
It was no surprise to him that Buffy had found working with Anya not entirely pleasant, but he also knew that Anya was the best and because of her relationships were her clients, he had a steady stream of high rollers, who would loose an average collectively of 10.4 million dollars a year, inhabiting his casino, and it had became clear that a girl like her was not easy to come by.
Glancing at Buffy he finally took in her state of dress, a light yellow strapless sheath dress, gold slinky heals and hair pinned up of her shoulders with a few wisps framing her face.
“What?” Buffy asked feeling little exposed. Spike tore his eyes away from the ample amount of cleavage the dress offered and to her face only to drown in her eyes,
“Uh, yeah?” ‘Jesus her eyes are so green’. Buffy smirked slightly, ‘he really is quite adorable when he’s flustered.
“Is this dress new?” He swore he saw the dress before, perhaps in one of the many boutiques in the mall area,
“No! It belongs to Anya, she said and I quote that this dress would look better on my boney frame...and since I really have no clothes for this line of work I decided to not look a gift horse in the mouth, even if she insulted me.” But Spike had not been paying attention, instead he roved his eyes over said “boney frame” and found that he liked every thing he saw, from the slight swell of her breast and how a little seemed to peek out above the dress, her flat stomach and her round ass, her long unadorned neck, which just begged to be kissed and licked and-
“Will am I interrupting?” Cordelia asked with a barely contained smile she took in the close proximity of the two blondes.
“No Cordy, you’re not interrupting anything, Miss Summers and I were having a little chat,” he shook his head to clear his thoughts, and then turned to face his sister and asked,
“Did you need something?”
“No just wondering where you went,” Cordelia answered.
“Alright, well Delia this is Buffy Summers, the new girl I just hired and Buffy, this is my baby sis Cordelia.”
Buffy eyed Cordelia, she looked a lot like the sibling who was here the other day, Liam that’s right, but in some ways she did not, she then noticed she had the same smile as the picture of Darla on Spike’s desk.
“It is very nice to meet you Buffy” Cordelia tasted the name and let it roll over her tongue, in truth she thought the name awkward and silly but suited her perfectly. Buffy smiled and responded,
“Like wise Cordelia….wait are you Cordy Chase?”
Cordelia smiled and nodded, understanding Buffy’s confusion she explained,
“Cordy Chase or CeCe is my modeling name. I do it to keep some of the English tabloids uninterested and so that I am not tied with my brother in any of my affairs.”
“Wow that’s nice, do you like modeling?” Buffy asked. Cordelia was about to answer but was cut off by Spike telling her she should go to her room.
“Come Buffy, walk me to my room” Cordelia said as she grabbed the baffled blonde by the arm and lead her out side the office leaving a not so pleased Spike in their wake.
“God I hate it when he does that” Cordelia exclaimed once they were out of earshot.
“What?” Buffy said completely confused as to what Cordelia was talking about.
“When he tries to prevent me from talking about my career.”
“Huh?” Buffy said as she was pushed in to an elevator?
“He doesn’t like that I am a model and tries to get me to stop all the male attention I attract”, she explained rolling her eyes.
“Oh I see” Buffy said as they got of on her floor.
“So I guess I will be seeing you tomorrow” Cordelia said as she walked back into the elevator.
“Sure” Buffy responded
“Good so tomorrow I’ll ask you why you like my brother” With a smile and a quick wave the elevator doors closed leaving Buffy doing the perfect imitation of a fish out of water.
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Listen I know most of what I am writing dosn't seem probable or even pratical, but thats what makes it an AU and my story. Thank you for reading
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Sorry I haven't updated in a while, This is WIP so writers block is prevalent . :( But know that i have the summer i pan on osting every couple of days