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Jillian K
Disclaimer: BTVS is property of Joss Whedon and Mutant enemy. This fic is intended for entertainment purposes only so no money is being made of it. As if anybody would pay.
Summary: In a different Sunnydale in where the demon threat has been neutralized the slayer protects a vampire from the Initiative labs.
Even with a Slayer holding a stake to his heart, Spike remained calm and merely looked expectant. It was as if he had been waiting for this. It made me angrier.
"Answer me or I swear you’ll be dirt on the floor"
He took a deep unneeded breath but didn’t try to get away.
"So now you know. I had hoped it would be later…"
"Later when you earned my trust right? So you could kill me easy and I
wouldn’t even suspect anything".
"That’s not what I meant" he said softly trying to soothe me "I wasn’t planning on lying to you. I just didn’t think you’d understand…"
"Understand that I’m helping a killer of my kind? That I opened my home to ruthless murderer who rightfully belongs in Maggie Welsh’s hell? Is that it? Is that what I don’t understand?
He rose unexpectedly and managed to push me off. I stumbled a bit but caught myself before I hit the floor. We faced each other. Slayer Vs Vampire as it should have been since the beginning.
Even now that I know who he really is, I couldn’t help but feel animated by his presence. He still excited me in ways I didn’t want to acknowledge.
I lunged and we began to dance.
***
Hours later we were both bloodied and bruised. The basement was in shambles with broken boxes littered about. Even the washer had been knocked down. I could barely catch my breath and he was bordering on unconscious.
But we were both alive.
Even as I write this I don’t understand why we simply didn’t kill each other. Both he and I had had plenty of opportunities to really damage one another but we didn’t take them. It was as if this wasn’t the object of the fight.
And it couldn’t have been the chip in his head because he could resist the pain enough to land a well-placed kick that threw me across the floor. No, something else kept us from taking the fight to the next level.
But whatever it was, it didn’t make anything easier. He was the first to break the silence.
"I want you to know that I am sorry that you found the way you did. I should have been honest with you" His eyes held mine "I’ll be leaving now. Thank you for everything you have done for me" He moved as if to get up.
"Do you really think you can just go? There is no way in hell that I’ll let you leave especially now"
He closed his eyes. "You’ll be taking me back to the lab then?"
"Yes" I answered without a trace of pity. "As I should have done originally. I was insane to bring you here"
"I think you were just being yourself" he smiled slightly through his bloodied lips. The vampire had really taken a hit and I couldn’t help feeling a little proud of my slayer skills. He went on. "But, like I told you, I would rather be dust than be taken back there"
It was my turn to smile. "That’ll do too"
And we danced through the night.
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