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Juliatheyounger
Author's Site: http://www.geocities.com/juliatheyounger/fiction.htm
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and all the clever people at Mutant Enemy etc own these characters, I'm just sad and obsessed with Spike and felt the need to write about them ;)
Summary: Spike, Buffy, sex. What? You want a plot? Ok, Spike and Buffy spend some quality time fighting a child snatching snot monster. Fluffy B/S shippy fic.
Rating: R for adult concepts, language and not too descriptive sex (sorry I'm no good at smut).
Spoilers: Season 5 up to Intervention (maybe some after that)
Feedback: Yes please! (Although I'm a Buffy/Spike shipper
virgin so please be gentle).
Distribution: In the extremely rare chance that someone a, actually reads this, and b
wants to put it elsewhere, then YES PLEASE DO! But let me know so I can be suitably
flattered.
Author's note: Set after the Glory incident. She imploded. I know, I know, terrible, sad things ACTUALLY happen in the real Buffyverse, but cos I'm in Australia I haven't seen the finale yet. I started writing this before I read those spoilers so just pretend this is an alternate universe where certain people don't die and Glory conveniently got sucked into her own personal black hole. Thanks! ;)
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The Scooby Gang stood outside the construction site that would soon be Sunnydale’s newest housing estate.
"For once I am excited by the prospect of fighting evil," said Anya.
"Why’s that honey?" asked Xander.
"It’s been a suitably long period since the last time we fought evil," she said. "It's no longer boring."
Xander hugged his girlfriend to him. "Hon, I don’t know that fighting the forces of evil has ever gotten boring. A major pain in the butt on the other hand…"
Buffy arrived then.
"Hey guys," she said. "Been waiting long."
"Not long," said Giles.
Xander looked at his watch. "Nah, that half hour just flew by."
"We amused ourselves," said Willow.
"Is Spike here yet?" Buffy asked.
"Nope," said Xander. "No sign of Evil Dead."
"We’ll give him a bit longer," said Buffy. "He probably waited until sunset before leaving. I told him we’d wait."
"Hey, did I tell you Spike gave Tara and me a lift down to the beach last week so we could practice our weather spell?"
"Yeah, and he waited for us to finish it and everything. Even when it started raining."
"Well, spitting," admitted Willow.
"There were definite rain like properties."
"That was pretty nice," said Buffy quietly.
"Hey, I have a car," said Xander. "Why not the Xander asking?"
"You and Anya were going to the movies remember."
"Oh yeah, right."
"Besides," said Willow tongue firmly in cheek. "You probably couldn’t have dealt with the naked dancing as well as Spike did."
"Oh yes, he was very supportive of the whole concept," said Tara trying not to smile.
"Naked dancing? There was – " Xander suddenly stopped as he saw Anya glaring at him. "We’re just kidding Xander," grinned Willow.
"Well, it would have been very boring, if there had been naked dancing, which there wasn’t, for which I am glad, because that just isn’t my thing," Xander kept back-pedalling until Anya looked satisfied.
"Spike is certainly being amenable," noted Giles. He shot a glance at Buffy. "He hasn’t said anything about that love business lately has he?"
"What? No, thank God!" Buffy said. She hoped no one could see her blush in the waning light.
"Well he did prove himself trustworthy when we had to deal with Glory," Giles said.
Buffy didn’t say anything. Her mind was a mass of questions. Willow and Tara sounded as if they actually liked Spike.
"And speak of the devil," said Xander noting as a black De Soto drove up.
"Hello all," Spike said climbing out. He lit a cigarette. "Sorry I’m late, had to wait for the sun to go down."
"Hey, got the duster clean," Buffy said. She could do normal. After all, what happened earlier, that was definitely the last time.
"Yeah, bloody hard getting that stuff off too it was."
Buffy frowned. Why was avoiding looking at her?
They headed into the construction site, towards the rapidly diminishing swamp lands at the far end.
"Ooh," said Willow snuggling up to Tara. "This is a bit scary."
"Sort of Blair Witchy, except we’re the witches."
"Hmm, you’re right," said Willow. "Now I feel better." Tara squeezed her hand.
"All right," said Giles. "Why don’t we spread out and do a sweep of the area."
"And remember," said Xander. "This thing is a shapeshifter."
"Yes," agreed Giles. "We don’t know the extent of its chameleonic abilities, it could disguise itself as anything."
Spike suddenly laughed. "Well then I’m sorry, but its time for the t-shirts." He ran a finger across his shirt as if he was writing. "Mutants out. Chameleonic lifeforms? No thanks!"
Everyone looked at him.
"What? Don’t you people watch Red Dwarf?"
"I’m a Monty Python man myself," murmured Giles.
They squelched through the soggy swamp land, torch light bobbing in the dark.
Suddenly Buffy felt Spike beside her.
"Bloody fun evening, this is pet, squishing through mud. Goodness knows what’s in this place. Snakes I’d imagine."
"Snakes?"
"Big ones. Like in the Amazon."
Buffy realised he was teasing her. She looked around, the others were far enough away not to hear.
"Spike," she whispered. "I accidentally left the poem you wrote behind."
There was silence. Buffy looked up at him, trying to make out his expression in the dark. He wasn’t offended was he?
"Yeah, I found it," he said.
"Did you bring it?" Buffy asked.
More silence. Buffy scrutinised the figure beside her, trying to read his body language.
"No," Spike finally said. He sounded embarrassed.
"Oh," said Buffy. A lot more silence.
"I threw it away." Very embarrassed.
"You what?" Buffy looked around to make sure the others weren’t near.
Spike mumbled something.
Buffy stopped and grabbed his arm. "You thought I left it there on purpose!"
"Well, it was a bloody awful poem!"
"Spike! It was lovely!"
"Yeah?"
Buffy let go of his arm and squeezed his hand briefly. "Yes," she said firmly. Then she looked at him crossly. "I can’t believe you thought I’d leave it behind on purpose! I can’t believe you threw it away!"
"It’ll still be in the rubbish pet."
"Good, then you can write it out for me again."
Stupid wanker, Spike thought to himself. There you were thinking she thought you were a stupid wanker for giving her the poem and now you’ve made a stupid wanker of yourself getting all stupid and wankery and she really does think you’re a stupid wanker. He kicked a tree. Bloody stupid wanking tosser. Spike was amazed by how this girl, this human girl, could make him behave like a complete prat. A prat who’d do anything for her.
Spike suddenly grinned. She liked the poem.
"It was a nice poem," Buffy was grumbling. "I said it was beautiful, and besides, I was running late. No reason to go and throw it away."
Spike looked at her amused. Making sure no one was watching, Spike leant over and kissed her quickly on the cheek.
Buffy smiled, then punched him on the arm.
Spike grinned and went back to walk nearer to the other scoobies.
The swamp was muddy, wet and also very dark. Buffy could hardly see the others as she trudged through the sludge. Dark figures and pale torch light showed her where they were.
Suddenly Spike was next to her again. Buffy gave him a suspicious look. He winked at her then leant over and whispered something in her ear. Her eyes widened and she blushed deeply. Spike smirked and kept walking. Two can play at this game, Buffy thought, walking up beside him. She reached up and whispered in his ear. Telling him exactly what she intended to do in response to his whispered suggestion. Spike looked positively disconcerted. Buffy swore his ears turned pink, despite his lack of circulation. She flicked her hair and walked away, satisfied. Spike watched her go, still slightly shocked. Then, an evil look appeared on his face and he followed after her. Buffy stopped when Spike caught up with her, a challenge on her face.
Spike leant in close. "If you do that pet," he said in a low voice. "I’ll have to do this." And then he purred in her ear like a cat. The reverberating sound sent shivers through Buffy.
"Spike!" she gasped. He wriggled an eyebrow at her and slipped back into the dark.
Suddenly there was a hoarse whisper from Xander.
"Guys! Over here!"
They hurried over. Xander stood next to what looked like a huge bird’s nest.
Inside it were four sleeping children. And next to the children were five small shriveled corpses. For a brief moment Buffy thought they were human, then she realised the corpses were bird shaped and horned.
"The monster’s babies?" she whispered, not wanting to wake the children.
"Possibly," said Giles. "Or the creature may be doing something to the children. Turning them into demons or something."
They looked at the peacefully sleeping children.
"Although, this nest isn’t very secure," continued Giles thoughtfully. "The children could easily have escaped if they were being held prisoner."
"And only four kids have been reported missing," said Buffy.
"Ooh look," said Anya. "They have toys!"
Buffy looked at Giles and frowned. "You don’t think that thing has been replacing its dead babies do you?"
"Oh that's so sad," said Willow.
Spike leaned into the nest and picked up a child. "Right," he said. "Lets grab one each and head off home."
The children started to stir.
"Shh, shh," soothed Willow as Buffy, Giles and Xander picked up the remaining children. She, Tara and Anya walked beside the children stroking their hair and calming them.
"Want Mommy," one of the children began to sniffle.
"We’ll take you to Mommy," Willow assured him.
"I want my mommy," the child Spike was carrying began.
"Hush, hush," soothed Tara. "When you get home you’ll have lots of icecream and maybe pony rides."
The other children started crying for their mothers. Buffy tried to soothe the child in her arms.
"We will return you to your mother in one whole piece," Anya assured the child Xander was carrying.
"WANT MOMMY!"
"MOMMY!"
"MOMMY!"
Suddenly there was a terrible roar.
"Uh," said Spike. "I think we found Mommy."
A huge thing crashed through the trees in front of them.
"Why is this suddenly less Blair Witch and more Jurassic Park?" Xander asked.
Buffy offloaded her child to Willow and drew the Knight of Byzantium’s sword she had brought with her.
Spike quickly handed his child to Tara and stood beside her.
"Get the children out of here," Buffy ordered.
Willow gave her child to Anya and began to murmur the words of a spell.
"Come on," said Giles. He, Xander, Anya and Tara took the four children and ran back through the trees.
The monster screamed and started after them.
"Is it my imagination or is this thing bigger?" Spike asked.
Suddenly behind them they heard another roar.
"Or it could’ve been Daddy we saw earlier."
"Giles!" gasped Buffy.
Spike didn’t need to be prompted and started off in the direction of the second roar.
Buffy kicked the creature in the snout, narrowly missing the huge tail it swung at her. It was big and grey and sort of birdlike, in the same way that the Tyrannosaurus rex was birdlike.
She drew her sword and advanced on the thing.
Giles, Xander, Anya and Tara were struggling to hold the children.
"Daddy!" they cried reaching towards the thing that was advancing on them.
Spike ran over.
"Oh bloody fantastic," he said seeing the monster he'd fought earlier. "The slimey one." He quickly pulled off his duster and threw it out of the way.
"Spike!" yelled Giles.
"I'll distract it," he yelled at the Scoobies. "You get them kids out of here."
The creature roared at Spike.
"Daddy!" cried the children. "DADDY."
The creature completely railroaded Spike. It charged right over him and headed towards Giles and the others who were doing their best to stop the children from running to the monster. Spike jumped on its back, trying to slow it down.
The creature wouldn't stop.
Suddenly from the direction of Buffy and the other creature, there came a terrible cry.
The creature paused for a moment, sniffing the air and listening. Then it roared in anger.
Buffy ran towards the sounds of the others, carrying her dripping sword.
The creature flung Giles out of the way. The child he had been carrying broke away from the Scoobies and ran to the slime covered monster. It nuzzled him for a second, completely oblivious to the British vampire on its back.
Then the creature turned on Xander, Tara and Anya. They were struggling to move as quickly as possible and still hang on to three children screaming for their Daddy.
Daddy roared as Buffy stabbed it through the side. She pulled the sword back and raised it to strike again. Spike jumped off the roaring creature as it lurched from the blow.
Suddenly, there was a bright flash.
Where the monster had stood, now crouched a small bunny rabbit, looking the worse for wear. Anya screamed.
"Willow!" cried Tara. "You did a transmogrification spell!"
Willow woozily walked through the trees towards the others carrying another bunny in her arms.
"Xander!" cried Anya. "There's bunnies! Please Xander, make them go away."
The children had stopped screaming and crying as soon as the creature had changed into a rabbit. They sat on the ground or cuddled on to whoever was carrying them, looking confused.
Spike retrieved his duster. He was very glad he had thought to take it off. Everything he had been wearing was now slimey from his monster piggy-back ride. He wandered over to join the others.
"Good job Wills," smiled Buffy.
"Yes, indeed," said Giles. "Well done Willow."
"It didn't seem fair to kill them," said Willow. "They just wanted to have children."
"We'd better get them to a vet," said Tara picking up the second rabbit. The one Willow was carrying was suffering from a nasty cut too.
"I had to let Buffy stab them," Willow said apologetically. "Their form was too strong otherwise."
"Maybe they'll be able to have more children of their own now," grinned Xander.
"More bunnies!" cried Anya, horrified.
"An, " said Xander. "We really have to get you over this fear. People are going to give us Beatrix Potter books when we have kids you know."
Anya stopped. "You, you want to create small humans with me Xander?"
Xander flushed and looked down, embarrassed. "One day, yeah," he said.
It was lucky he was still holding a child, otherwise Anya would have started practising for future baby making then and there.
As they gathered up the children and headed out of the swamp, Buffy turned to Xander and Giles.
"They weren't shapeshifters were they," she said.
"Er no," admitted Giles.
"They looked different because there was two of them, wasn't there," she said.
"Yes," admitted Xander. "But Willow did make them shapeshift in the end, so I think I'm, I'm, what's that word G-man?"
"Vindicated," said Giles.
"Yeah, that."
Giles and Anya left to take the children to the hospital while Xander gave Tara and Willow a ride to the vet. Anya refused to get into the same car as the rabbits.
"Give you a ride Slayer?" Spike asked.
"Thanks," Buffy said. She considered the state of his clothes. He wasn’t as slimey as last night but he was still fairly goopey. "Need to borrow my shower again?" she asked.
Spike gave her a self-deprecating smile. "Bit of a mess again, aren’t I?" He tossed his duster in the back of his car and climbed in. Buffy hopped in the passenger side.
"Spike," Buffy said suddenly, seriously. "I know we haven’t been very trusting of you at times and haven’t been exactly welcoming, but you do help and I, we appreciate it."
Spike gave her a small, tight smile and a quick nod. He was embarrassed by her sincerity, by her thanks, by her acceptance.
"Thanks pet," he said. "Means a lot to know that."
Buffy reached up and kissed him. "I appreciate it."