There was a slight spring in Buffy’s step as she entered into the courthouse on Wednesday morning for the pre-trial conference (1). Buffy reflected on the long and though conversation that she and Spike had on Saturday night. This conversation followed a wonderful day of picnicking and sight seeing.
They discussed how they wanted to proceed in their relationship, both on a personal and professional level. They concurred that what transpired in the courtroom remained there and was not to be brought into their bedroom. Both agreed that they were attorneys that had sworn to defend their client’s or the state’s positions in court and no matter what their personal feelings for one another were, in court, that position was their main objective. This held especially true at the time of trial.
Buffy’s body hummed with lusty thoughts of how they “sealed the deal” after this lengthy conversation. Buffy tried to shake hands to do so, Spike had in mind other things to shake…….like Buffy’s entire bed as he pounded into her taunt body.
Buffy shook her head in attempts to dispel these potent visions from her mind. She inhaled deeply to calm the desire that licked throughout her body.
‘Can’t go into court horny as hell! Especially with him only a short distance away! If I don’t control myself, I’ll jump on top of him and give the court a whole new meaning to the word debriefing!” Buffy inwardly chuckled
As she proceeded down the hallway, she noticed a flash of bleached blonde hair out of the corner of her eye. Buffy quickly turned in that direction. At the end of the hall stood Spike….’My Spike’…….Buffy sighed. He was donned in a tailored black suit with micro thin-pin strips in aqua that stylishly matched his tie that lay over his black tailored dress shirt. Despite the ‘bad boy’ bleached locks, he looked like his body was made for that suit.
‘Yummy! He looks scrumptious in that suit….but I know he looks better without it!’ Buffy’s inner slut screamed as her paced increased as she approached him.
Almost like he could sense her presence, Spike’s head snapped towards her direction, despite him being in, what appeared to be an intense conversation with another attorney. Buffy could see desire flash in his now stormy cerulean eyes, as he nostrils flared slightly as he attempted to breathe in her scent.
“Attorney Eros.” Buffy stated firmly as she held out her hand to motion to shake his. While the tumultuous emotions that swirled throughout her body, Buffy sounded calmer that she actually felt.
“ADA Summers.” Spike nodded as he held out his hand to shake hers. While their hands touched, pulses of desire and need flowed between them. Spike gently rubbed his middle finger on Buffy’s pulse point as their connection lasted as long as appropriate. When they broke apart, both felt the lost of each other’s touch. They both stared at each other briefly then Spike mentally slapped himself so he could talk and continue the charade of two attorneys not two lovers.
“ADA Summers……Attorney Charles Gunn.” As Spike introduced the two attorneys and they shook hands, Spike felt a flash of possessiveness storm his brain. His inner cave man screamed “Mine……my Buffy….no touch!” Spike reeled quickly from this barbarian thought process and thankfully in enough time. He was afraid that he was about to growl, grab her by the hair and drag her off to his cave.
“Billy boy…..you ok….did we loose you or something?” Charles asked with a perplexed look on his face.
“What? Oh….no….just a little worried about this pre-trial today, big case for Wolfram and Hart. So….. do you think we’ll be called in soon Bu…..I mean ADA Summers?” Spike asked as he looked around for the woman he just addressed.
“Man….you are way out of it! She left minutes ago, after a five minutes conversation with me! Dude….you need to get a grip!” Charles joked
“Yeah…..I definitely need to get a grip. Charles I’ll catch up with you later….Ta.” Spike stated as he walked away in attempts to find Buffy before the conference.
“Yeah…ok….see ya.” Charles retorted as he turned and walked towards the clerk’s office.
Spike located Buffy as she sat outside courtroom number four, on the second floor. She was busy reviewing her records so she didn’t notice Spike as he stood in front of her as he drank her sight in.
“Spike……you scared the daylights out of me!” Buffy whispered loudly as she dropped her file on the floor. The pages were dislodged from the file and then they were strewn across the highly polished floor. Buffy quickly moved from her seated position to squatted as her bottom hovered over the floor as she tried to retrieve her papers. Spike stayed in his upright position.
“Are you going to help me or what?” Buffy scoffed
“No…..the view up here is marvelous luv…..no intentions to move.” Spike purred as Buffy followed his eyes that leered at her exposed cleavage, which was accentuated by her black lace push up bra. Buffy looked up to his desired filled eyes, and stated
“If you want to see these up close and personal, you’ll get your firm peach ass down here and help me with my papers.” Buffy growled playfully.
“Now?” Spike questioned with an eyebrow wiggle
“Never……if you keep it up.” Buffy bit back.
“You should know by now, that whenever I’m around you, I’m ALWAYS UP.” Spike purred. Buffy’s gazed immediately shot to said area. A rock hard bulge was encased in his black tailored trousers. Since Spike always went commando, was only one layer of fabric away. It appeared that if she released the zipper a few teeth, the entire zipper would descend by the shear force of his erection. Buffy thoroughly licked her lips at the tantalizing sight in front of her. A pool of moisture spread inside her black silk panties and she started to tremble from the lust. Buffy mentally shook herself to rein in control. She quickly turned her head away from Spike as she continued to collect her papers. After several beats she stood up and approached Spike. Buffy stood close, but within appropriate distance in court and stated
“Spike…..please go somewhere else. You’re too distracting. We need to remember….. courtroom not bedroom. Now be a good boy and shoo.” Buffy said as she waved the one hand that was not filled with the disarrayed file, in a ‘shooing’ motion.
“But luv….I don’t wanna.” Spike pouted
“Go!” Buffy whispered loudly as she pointed her finger down the hallway. Spike looked at her with a mock sadden look, turned and walked slowly down the hallway. To add in the show, he looked over his shoulder twice with fake sniffles and a large pout. Buffy chuckled to herself as he moved down the hallway. ‘God…..that man’s going to be the death of me.’ Buffy giggled to herself as she tried to sort through the mess that was once her file.
Approximately 35 minutes later at 10:15, the bailiff came out of courtroom four and announced the Masters case. Buffy looked down the hall and notice Spike…..well Attorney Eros as he approached with Darla Masters, now in her Newbury Street best, not her S & M outfit that she sported at the time of arraignment. A sneer quickly flashed across her ruby painted lips at Buffy as she continued down the hall with Spike. Upon that bitchy look, Buffy entered into the courtroom without holding the door for them.
Buffy organized her belongings as Spike and Darla entered into the courtroom. Always the gentleman, he held the small swinging door open for her and quietly instructed her to sit in the second chair over. Spike gave Buffy a small smile and a wink, before he settled himself at his table.
Initially Judge Snyder asked ADA Summers if there was a plea bargain given to the defense, which there was not and then he asked Attorney Eros if he changed the plea of his client, which he did not, then the pre-trial began. Over the next few hours the attorneys haggled over the pre-trial statement, both the defense and the state’s witness list and several pieces of evidence that was going to be presented during trial.
At first Spike thought that he was going to have a difficult time as he faced Buffy in court. After several moments, the verbal sparring was more of foreplay and a turn on then a having a negative backlash in their relationship. By the time the judge call recess for lunch, Spike was left wanting to take Buffy in the nearest janitor’s closet and fuck her silly.
Spike was about to approach Buffy to suggest his ‘plan’ he was stopped by Darla, when her long red nail dug slightly into the crux of his bent elbow to stop his movement.
“Yes, Ms. Masters?” Spike said in a polite manner
“Darla….William would you care to join me for lunch? My treat.” Darla purred. Spike swallowed back the bile that rose into his throat from the moment that she touched him, even though it was through two layers of clothes.
“Ms. Masters (Darla raised an eyebrow to correct him)…..umm…yes Darla. I would love to join you….it’s just that I had other plans for lunch and….” Spike started to explain as he looked towards the table where Buffy was seated over the last several hours. His heart dropped a little when he noticed that Buffy had already left the table and was no longer in the courtroom. “umm…..I guess my plans have changed. I would love to join you for lunch, but I assist that I pay.” Spike finished.
Spike continued to place his belongings into his brief case and he and Darla exited from the courtroom. Unfortunately, as they walked, Darla had snaked her hand and arm through Spike’s and now they were linked as they walked through the courthouse and out towards Darla’s awaited limo.
When Spike returned from the extremely uncomfortable lunch with Darla, due to her blatant sexually innuendoes and unwanted touches on his hands, arms, and once knee, he sighed with relief that he was finally away from the human octopus and was safely back in the courtroom….with many witnesses.
‘Never bloody again…..I’m never going to be alone with that ….that woman….if one could call her that! Just because her daddy’s paying me doesn’t mean I’m one of her escorts!’ Spike fumed silently. Spike felt a little better when he saw Buffy as she sat at the state’s table. He tried to casually get her attention, but it was a no go. Spike just shrugged his shoulders slightly and chalked it up to her being distracted with the rest of the pre-trial.
The pre-trial came to a close shortly after the lunch break. Judge Snyder asked if there were any other issues that needed to be discussed. Both attorneys stated no. Judge Snyder than asked if the defendant wanted a judge or jury trial, Attorney Eros, after he briefly discussed this with his client, choice jury. After the formalities were completed, Attorney Snyder asked his clerk to check the docket for a date for jury selection and for a trial date.
“Jury selection is being held October 21st 9am, trial set for the week of November 16th. Attorneys I am only allotting a week for this trial, let’s get it done. Any other questions…comments….good.” Judge Snyder signaled to the bailiff for him to announce
“ALL RISE”
All those in the courtroom rose for the judge. He then left the bench in a swirl of all black, with only his balding dome that gleamed as a shiny beacon. Buffy quickly collected her belongings and left the courtroom in a quick clip. Spike spoke with Darla briefly then handed her off to her parents, well dad and tarty step-mom that’s half ol’ daddy’s age, which had joined them in the courtroom after the lunch break. ‘Thank goodness they’re here.’ Spike inwardly praised as he briefly shook both Mr. Masters’ and Mrs. Masters number five’s hand. Spike then collected his belongings and headed out of the courtroom.
Spike exited the courtroom in hopes that he could speak to Buffy. To no avail, as he walked down the hallway, he bumped into another Attorney from Wolfram and Hart and despite his attempts to break free, he was roped into a mindless conversation. After several moments, Spike sensed Buffy approach to his side and then her sweet voice politely interrupted this meaningless conversation.
“A word Attorney Eros.” Buffy asked tight-lipped as she approached Spike.
“ ADA Summers….yes one moment please?” Spike responded as he wrapped up his conversation with another attorney from Wolfram and Hart.
After Spike quickly finished his conversation and the other attorney walked away, Spike looked for Buffy and noticed that she headed towards the attorney’s private conference room. Spike followed her lead as he reached the conference door. Buffy opened the door, stepped aside to let him enter first, and then proceeded to follow him in. She tightly shut and locked the door behind the two of them.
Buffy turned to face Spike. Spike was the first to break the visual stare down.
“So luv…..couldn’t wait to have me alone? Let me tell you this is a brilliant place to ‘work’.” Spike commented as his talented tongue snaked out and curled in front of his teeth.
“So am I your first?” Buffy asked with anger wrapped around her words
Spike was completely taken back by Buffy’s question and the direction of the conversation. With a furrow in his brow, he responded
“You surely can’t be asking if you were my first…..as in sexually?” Spike asked hesitantly with a chuckle in his tone
“Really Spike!?!” Buffy asked with a poignant stare
“So luv, since I’m not following your line of questioning…..could you please be a tad more specific?” Spike asked
“Am I the first….here?” Buffy asked through clenched teeth
“Here in the States?” Spike asked slightly confused
“No…..!” Buffy hissed
“Look….this game had gotten stale about three exits back…..say what you mean Buffy!” Spike snapped back
“Fine…..am I the first woman that you have been with from court?” Buffy barked back. As she spoke to him like he was a petulant child.
Spike’s face fell as if he was slapped. He closed his eyes tightly, let out a deep sigh, and then responded.
“No….no your not. But you already knew that, didn’t you?” Spike asked solemnly
“Yeah…yeah I did. I just wanted to hear it from the ass’ mouth first hand.” Buffy explained harshly
“Don’t you mean horse’s mouth? (Buffy glared at him) Right….you clearly meant what you said.” Spike said sourly
“Just for the record Buffy, they were well before I truly met you.” Spike explained
“They!?!” Buffy scoffed
Spike’s cerulean eyes slammed shut at his admission. ‘Now you’ve bloody done it you sod!’ Spike inwardly berated himself. He slowly peek one eye open at the now extremely pissed woman before him
“Ya…I’m still here! And waiting for an explanation! I’m not part of some list of all the women in court that you want to ‘shag’?” Buffy asked in a mocking tone. Her arms were wrapped around her body in a defensive stance and she loudly tapped her foot in agitation.
“Absolutely not! Buffy none of those women meant anything to me! You’re the only one….the only one that means anything and everything to me.” Spike declared as he slowly approached Buffy. With his admission he noticed that her body had softened some and he hoped that his movement towards her wouldn’t anger her more. Spike stopped a few feet away, not to push his luck.
“Oooooo….it just gets me so mad. That skanky bitch was sitting at the next table while I was having lunch at that small deli around the corner. She was with that stenographer from the pre-trial conference, and they were giggling and carrying on like they’re in high school or some shit like that. I tried to completely ignore them, though it was somewhat difficult. She has the most annoying voice! Anyway….then I overhear that whorish bleached bottle blonde blabbing on and on about…..YOU! She was spewing something about how you were her ‘blonde bear’ and how she rocked ‘Spikey’s’ world’. Then she stated that she had heard that you were dating someone else and she wondered how she liked her ‘sloppy seconds’. Oh and get this….. she stated that she had to cut you loose because you were too clingy! Nothing would cling to her except those tacky sweaters over her fake tits and her cheap knock-off perfume!” Buffy fumed as she started to pace the conference room.
Spike bit back a laugh as he heard Buffy rant on and on. After several beats upon her completion she looked at Spike with a cool glare.
“What’s so funny? Really Spike…..Harmony? Of all people? Did you loose a bet or something?” Buffy asked with a slightly lighter tone
“Not exactly luv. Just let say that it was after numerous pints and complete lack of all sense.” Spike explained
“Please tell me it was just once?” Buffy asked softly
Spike stepped closer to Buffy, so they were face to face. He gently cupped her flushed cheek as he tilted her chin up so they could look at only each other.
“Buffy…….all the women that I have ever slept with have been but one time. There was only one other woman that I was with more than once and she almost became my wife.” Spike explained with deep emotion that filled his words and stormy azure eyes.
A shimmer of tears formed at the bottom of Buffy’s lashes, before she moved her face out of Spike’s gentle touch. She shook her head slowly, tried to calm herself before she spoke.
“I’m sorry Spike…..I shouldn’t give you the third degree about your past relationships. It’s just hearing her talk about you like that really pissed me off. I just let my anger get the better of me.” Buffy explained softly
“Oh…sweetheart. There’s no need to apologize. You’re taking this rather well I have to say. If it was me, the bloody bastard would be in the hospital and I would be downstairs in holding.(Buffy went to speak and Spike’s glare stopped her) No…..no don’t say a word! You were a virgin….a very skilled virgin…..but a virgin no less when we met…..just leave it at that!” Spike explained loudly
Spike stepped forward and pulled Buffy into his comforting embrace. He placed an affectionate kiss on the crown of her head and gently pulled back to look at her beautiful face. Passionate cerulean blue studied fervent emerald as an understanding passed between the two. After several beats, Spike slowly leaned down and captured Buffy’s soft bee-stung lips with his. The kiss was filled with passion, even though it was soft and gentle. After several moments, the lovers pulled apart. Buffy was the first to speak.
“So….nobody else since us?” Buffy asked hesitantly
“No…..well….” Spike answered. Buffy’s eyes blazed with anger, but before she acted Spike spoke
“Only Mary and her five friends.” Spike stated as he wiggled his fingers in indication that it was just a bad joke.
“But Mary and her buds haven’t visited since we’ve been together…..together….right?” Buffy asked with curiosity
“I sent them packing after the first night. They haven’t been back since.” Spike joked
“Good…..I want you alllll to my self.” Buffy cooed as she cupped Spike’s impressive bulge through his tailored trousers. Spike’s eyes blazed and he breathed in with a quick draw of breath upon her touch.
“You have me…..all of me.” Spike growled as he surged forward to capture Buffy’s sweet mouth.
Then the two attorneys proceeded to ‘conference’ heavily for the next hour.
(1)A pretrial conference may be conducted for several reasons. Pretrial conferences may be held to (1) expedite disposition of the case, (2) help the court establish managerial control over the case, (3) discourage wasteful pretrial activities, (4) improve the quality of the trial with thorough preparation, and (5) facilitate a settlement of the case.
Pretrial conferences are conducted in criminal cases to decide matters that do not inquire into the defendant's guilt or innocence. Under rule 17.1 of the Federal Rules of Criminal Procedure, pretrial conferences for criminal cases may be conducted to promote a fair and expeditious trial. In practice, federal and state courts use the pretrial conference in criminal cases to decide such preliminary matters as what evidence will be excluded from trial and what witnesses will be allowed to testify.
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