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A HUIGE thank you to my lovely beta Puppetcancer for going over this chapter for me. Also MASSIVE thank you to Edgehead (Mel) for the amazing banner *hugs sweetie*.
Chapter 3

Two weeks in hell.

Spike watched in disbelief as his parents hopped into a cab; he couldn’t believe it, they were really leaving. There was no way to stop it; he would be stuck with Buffy for a full two weeks with nothing like school to keep them apart for most of the time. In fact, their parents had asked him specifically to keep a close eye on Buffy, watch over her.

Spike sighed at the thought. As both Buffy and him waved goodbye to their parents he reassured himself everything would be okay, he had controlled his feelings and desires for years now damn it! What was two more weeks?

“So what are your plans for today brat?” he asked trying to keep things light as he closed the front door.

“Well if it’s cool with you, I might call Cordy and Willow up, see if they want to hit the beach,” she smiled hopefully.

“Go for it, I got the guys coming over soon for practice anyway.”

“You guys playing at the Bronze tonight?”

“That we are.”

“Well, I might see if the girls want to go there tonight.”

“What? Why?” Spike had been hoping to have the whole night away from her. The more time they spent apart, the better.

“Cause, it’s like the only club in town and didn’t mom and dad say when you had gigs I had to hang with the girls?” she asked raising her eyebrow at him confused.

“Well yeah but I think they meant hang here or at one of you mates place.”

“Look, mom said I can keep doing things I normally would with them here. If that’s not the case I might as well call them back now.” She snapped in a huff crossing her arms over her chest. He was almost tempted to let her but he knew he couldn’t ruin his parents honeymoon.

“No, it’s fine you can go to the Bronze but I don’t finish till 2am so I want you home by your normal midnight curfew.”

“Yes, dad.” Buffy giggled placing a quick kiss on his check she ran up stairs to get dressed for the beach. Spike felt a little sick at hearing the word dad coming from Buffy directed at him, he knew she was just being playful but he still made him feel like a dirty old man. Sighing, he moved into the garage to get ready for band practice.

Buffy walked into her room closing the bedroom door behind her. How was she going to do this? Two weeks, two full very long weeks alone with Spike. No school keeping them busy, no parents as a constant reminder that how she felt for him and the things she definitely wanted to do with and to him were very wrong.

She leaned against the bedroom door taking a deep, much needed breath trying to calm herself. Wait…. Why was she so worried? Its not like Spike felt the same way for her, true, she had thought for a moment that Spike was going to kiss her the other day in his room but after a moment of rational thought she figured he was going in for his usual brotherly kiss on the forehead.

She knew she was kidding herself, she had seen the women Spike had dated. Each and every one drop dead gorgeous, brain dead but still gorgeous, she couldn’t help but think to herself. What could he possibly see in her? Not to mention that they where brother and sister and the whole thing was so very wrong and that was the main reason she knew Spike would never want her that way.

Sighing, she pushed off the bedroom door moving to her bedside table. She picked up her cellphone calling first Willow then Cordy. After a short conversation with both they had agreed to spend the day at the beach. Cordy had agreed to pick them up in ten minutes.

Slipping into her black bikini she wrapped a short red shawl around her waist. Unclasping her hair, she let it fall around her shoulders. Picking up her beach bag she moved into the bathroom filling it with the necessities like tanning lotion, towel, etc.

It wasn’t long before she heard Cordy pull up, blowing her car horn. Slinging her bag over her shoulders she ran downstairs to see Xander, Angel, Oz, Wesley and of course Spike standing in the lounge room. Spike turned around and instantly wished he hadn’t, getting an eye full of what looked like a half naked Buffy.

“Buffy, would you put your bloody clothes on,” he hissed, walking over to her.

“I’m going to the beach Spike what else would you have me wear?” she giggled

“If I had it my way a bloody full body snow coat,” he muttered. Buffy couldn’t help but laugh.

“I love it when you get all protective,” she smiled squeezing his check, “It’s so cute.”

“Yeah, yeah, just get out of here,”

“Yes sir… I’ll see you guys tonight.” She waved over his shoulder to the rest of his band before darting out the front door. Spike took a second to calm himself before turning back around to face his mates.

“Dude, that sister of yours is smoking hot.” Xander smiled.

“Don’t even think about it, Whelp. Buffy is a no go zone, got it?” he snapped

“Yeah, no, totally. Besides, I got my eye on that Anya chick that works at the Bronze.”

“Whatever, let’s just practice,” Spike replied, as they all filed past him and out to the garage. Spike waited a moment longer trying to calm his anger. It was stupid to get so angry every time a guy looked Buffy’s way. She was beautiful and she had dated before and he had dealt with it, mostly by locking himself away in his room whenever a date would show up so he didn’t rip the little ponces head off.

He knew then and there that the next two weeks were going to be pure hell. Sighing, he walked towards the garage to start band practice.


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