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Juliatheyounger
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy et al own these characters
Summary: Sequel to Hot Chocolate…Marshmallows (of course). Not only is Buffy going out with Spike but now she's got Armageddon to deal with as well.
Rating: R (I expect)
Spoilers: Season 5
Feedback: Yes please (with sugar on top?)
Distribution: If anyone wants it then, yes, please! But let me know so I can feel all flattered.
Author's note: Yup I've done it, started the Hot Chocolate sequel (yeah as if I could leave it there, we haven't even dealt with the chip or Angel yet!) mwhahahahaha… Let more pointless crap ensue!
For those who came in late and can't be bothered to read Hot Chocolate…
Buffy has finally admitted to Spike that she loves him after quite a bit of sex and a fight or two. Buffy has told the Scooby Gang she is seeing the blonde undead one. Xander has accidentally walked in on Buffy and Spike during a rather inopportune moment and Willow and Tara, not knowing Spike and Buffy were sort of seeing each other, asked him to be the…er…three in a threesome. Giles thinks they are just going on a date.
Oh yeah and there was stuff about demons and crap.
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"So," said Buffy joining the others in the lounge room. "Do you think the beast in the vision was good old Glory?"
"Well the monks did refer to her as the beast…"said Giles.
"Hence me saying I've already fought her…it…whatever."
"It would certainly account for Cordelia seeing Dawn in the vision."
"And it would mean that I don't have to worry about another god type thing wanting to hurt my sister again."
"What about the baby though? The woman gave birth," said Cordelia.
"It could be figurative," suggested Giles.
"Like, like Dawn's blood or something or…" Buffy started to panic. "She can't get pregnant, she's only fifteen!"
"She won't get pregnant love, we'll lock her in the house and won't let her out til she's twenty-one." Spike put his arm around her and rubbed her shoulder soothingly.
"Oh God!" cried Buffy in horror. "She was at a dance tonight, with a boy!"
Spike chuckled. "From what I heard she was so pissed off over that Melinda character that I doubt the poor bloke had a chance to get up to any mischief."
Buffy put her head in her hands. "I am so not ready for this. I thought I had another year at least."
"Well Dawn did look much older in the vision, so maybe it's not going to happen yet," suggested Cordelia helpfully.
"So basically, we're not sure if this is figurative, literal, going to happen, has happened, might happen or will happen." Angel summed it up.
There was collective sigh around the room.
"Well, until we know a little more, or start seeing some of these signs, there's not much point talking around in circles," said Giles getting to his feet. "I'll see what I can come up with at home, I might even put out some feelers to the Watcher's Council, see if they've heard anything unusual lately."
"Do you think it has anything to do with the eviscerated corpses?" Buffy asked suddenly.
"Quite frankly, I wouldn't be terribly surprised."
Buffy saw Giles to the door.
"So, do you guys want to crash here?" she asked Angel and Cordelia. Angel looked at Cordelia.
"Uh…Cordy has an audition tomorrow," he looked at his watch. "I mean today…"
Cordelia threw up her hands in disgust.
"Fine - I won't go to the audition. Not like I wanted to be the face of Super Absorbent Tampons anyway."
"Career going well then Cordy?" The bitch inside of Buffy had to ask. Cordelia gave her a death glare.
"Real well if you don't count being interrupted by the end of world on a regular basis."
Buffy had to sympathise with that.
Angel stood. He decided to be tactful and not stay the night. That way he wouldn't have to know whether Spike slept in Buffy's bed or not. And he might also be able to make things up to Cordelia, just a little.
"Thanks for the offer Buffy but I think we'll check into a motel. We might stay a few days, perhaps Cordy will remember something."
Buffy nodded. "Give me a call tomorrow, let me know where you are," she said, giving him a quick hug.
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"A few days?" Cordelia demanded when they were outside. "Nice of you to let me know beforehand about this little holiday. It’s a good thing I thought to pack Mr or you'd be handing over your credit card right this minute."
"Well we could always go home and you could do that filing that's been waiting since October…" Angel shrugged. "I mean, I thought it'd be a good excuse for a holiday, just the two of us, but…"
"The two of us and Buffy, Spike, Giles and the rest of the Scooby gang. Yay, so romantic." Cordelia suddenly stopped and she looked up at Angel curiously. Her tone was suddenly soft. "You wanted to spend time with just me?"
Angel shrugged. "Well we didn't get to have dinner and…" Angel smiled suddenly as Cordelia crinkled her nose in the way he found so increasingly adorable. "And I sort of like spending time with you. Without Wesley and Gunn."
"Ok," said Cordelia. "But we stay in a hotel. Not a motel. And we share a room."
"We do?"
"Oh yeah. If we're having a holiday together I think we're way past the modest stage." Cordelia started for the car.
Confusion reined in Angel's head. "But…what about…you said…"
Cordelia looked back over her shoulder.
"Relax Angel, I'm not going to be giving you any happys. We'll just hang out."
"Right. Good."
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Spike climbed into bed next to Buffy. She was wide awake and he could tell she was worrying. Spike didn't like it when Buffy was worried. It bothered him. He liked it when she was kicking arse and dusting things. Not worrying. He didn't want to be her knight in shining armour and protect her from the baddies. She didn't need protecting. But when she was worried all he wanted to do was go out and find what was bothering her so she could do it serious damage. Unfortunately, a lot of the things that worried Buffy couldn't be conveniently dusted. Things like phone bills and fathers who didn't call. Sisters who were getting older. People's feelings that got hurt. Spike couldn't help much with them. All he could do was hold Buffy and let her know he loved her. No matter what. Even if they cut off the electricity.
He pulled her close and kissed her ear. Buffy snuggled closer to him and held his arms tightly as he spooned against her.
Spike wanted to say, don't worry we'll find whatever bastard it is this week and you can stake it good and proper, but he didn’t. Instead he said softly, "Dawn will be ok. You and me and the Watcher and Red and Tara and Xander and Anya and Angel and all his scooby gang will protect her. Can't ask for more than that, love."
"I know."
Spike paused, considering what to say next.
"An'...one day she will go out and she'll 'ave sex, just like most other girls in the world, but you'll just have to trust that you and your Mum brought her up to be sensible 'bout it."
Buffy sighed and rolled over. "I know,' she said again and kissed Spike softly on the lips.
Spike grinned a sudden, very evil grin.
"An' if any little sod lays a finger on her before she's ready, I'll rip his throat out, chip or no chip. It'll be worth the headache."
Buffy laughed. "What did Dawn do to deserve you as a father figure?"
Spike grinned and kissed her. "Be lucky enough to have you as a surrogate mother." He looked at Buffy suddenly serious. "You can only do your best pet, it's all anyone can do."
Spike cupped her face in one hand and gently but in no uncertain terms kissed her. Buffy felt herself starting to wake up. In fact suddenly she realised that she wasn't tired at all.
"Spike," she asked softly. "Want me to do that talking dirty now?"
If Spike hadn't been so turned on he would have chuckled.
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"I suppose we could always go back to Buffy's," Angel was saying. He'd forgotten that any of the hotels that Cordelia might find acceptable would not be taking guests at this time of the night, or rather, morning.
"She'll be asleep by now," said Cordelia. They had driven around Sunnydale for a few hours, Cordelia flat out refusing to stay at the only place that had a sign saying "24 hour check in". Her comments had involved the words "prostitute", "drug fucked" and "not".
"I guess we'll just have to wait until morning then, it'll only be a few hours."
"You did say you liked spending time alone with me," said Cordelia.
"Yeah," said Angel. "I did."
Cordelia was intently studying her fingernails. "We could always make out."
Angel wasn't sure he heard her properly. "What? I mean, if you want to, that is-"
He shut up as Cordelia pressed a finger to his lips.
"Nod once for yes, twice for no," she said with a smirk.
Angel nodded once.
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Spike held Buffy spooned close against him. His arm was wrapped around her and he was rubbing his feet against hers gently. Neither one was asleep, just basking in the afterglow.
"Poor Cordy," giggled Buffy all of a sudden. "I mean, not that I'm a shining example of the Sunnydale High class of '99, but I'm pretty sure Cordelia's dreams of the future included more 'glamorous party' and less 'ten headed demon'."
Spike cuddled her naked body closer and then nipped her on the neck gently with blunt teeth.
"Jealous pet, having to settle for your ordinary run of the mill one headed demon?"
Buffy snuggled closer to him, in too good a mood to feel disconcerted about Spike being technically spawn from hell.
"Nah, you'll do fine."
Spike licked her neck in response to that.
"So, you ok with the whole poof and cheerleader thing?"
Buffy frowned. "Was that a kinky sex suggestion or did y-" She sat up and stared at Spike in shock. "Cordy and Angel?"
Spike suddenly realised he'd put his foot in it. He wasn't sure whether to backpedal and pretend he might be wrong or act as if it was bleeding obvious to everyone except the sensory challenged.
"Cordy and Angel are seeing each other?" Buffy asked before he could decide. "They're like, boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Spike decided to go with honesty.
"I wouldn't go that far love, but I think they've got…" He couldn't believe he was going to say this. "Feelings for each other."
"Feelings? What kind of feelings? Not soul-removing groinal kind of feelings?"
Spike smoothed Buffy's hair ineffectually.
"What I mean is, well you know, two people in the work place..."
Buffy glared at him. "That didn't work on me and its not going to work here either."
Spike grew sullen, feelings hurt.
"Just telling the bloody truth," he muttered and turned over in bed, plumping the pillow a little viciously.
"How could he have feelings for Cordelia Bitch Queen Chase?" Buffy didn't notice Spike's change in mood, she was too shocked by the revelation about Cordelia and Angel. Her eyes widened, as a realisation hit her. "And he had to nerve to suggest we get back together! When he's all touchy feely for Cordelia!"
"Seemed like a nice enough bint," muttered Spike.
"And he had the gall to criticize me for going out with another vampire when he's going out with a human! Oh, he can't go out with me, its too hard Buffy, " she said mimicking Angel, not very flatteringly. "Not too fucking hard to go out with Cordelia is it?"
"Don't think they're strictly going out pet," sighed Spike, hurt feelings soothed a little by Buffy's tirade against Angel.
He rolled over suddenly as Buffy went quiet.
"Oh no, now pet, don't do that!" Spike pulled Buffy to him as a big fat tear slid down her cheek.
"You were right Spike, it is me, I do drive men away."
Spike felt his stomach twist in knots again. Why'd he have to say things to her that he'd bloody regret?
"No love, no, its not you." He lifted her chin and made her look into his eyes. "I only said that because I was madly in love with you and didn't know how to tell you."
Buffy smiled ruefully, remembering. "And because you'd just practically saved my life and I was completely ungrateful." Spike's behaviour before he told her he loved her made a lot more sense in hindsight.
Spike grinned. "Yeah that too. Was just hurt and tried to hurt you in return. Course, you didn't have any reason not to think I was up to something."
"Well you had tried to kill me, once or twice."
Spike kissed her on the lips. "Lucky you kicked my arse then, love."
Buffy grinned. "Lucky the Initiative also kicked your ass."
Spike growled and pinned Buffy under him, kissing her neck, shoulders and chest mercilessly.
"I suppose you're trying to tell me this bloody chip is the reason we're together?" he demanded in mock anger from somewhere in the region of her cleavage.
"It did stop me from staking your sorry ass for a while."
Spike tormented a nipple.
"And we wouldn't have spent so much time together otherwise." Buffy stared at the ceiling, eyes going slightly glassy as Spike's hands went to work as well.
"Thought you didn't buy that 'two people in the workplace' idea."
Buffy laughed, remembering his attempt to first deny then explain his feelings towards her. "You could have just sent me flowers," she said. "It would have been only slightly less wiggy than the whole fake stakeout and the 'heat, desire' speech."
"Didn't know you knew how I felt then did I? Wasn't going to mention it neither," murmured Spike, not stopping his attentions to her breasts. "Til you asked if it was a date."
"Well wasn't it?"
"No, I just, well - there were two vampires and you ARE the vampire slayer." He shifted down her body a little, fingers still tormenting her nipples. "Think you'd be grateful to me for pointing them out to you." He paused to nip lightly at her tight little belly with his blunt teeth. "Is it my bloody fault that I wanted to be near you?"
Buffy, in that very clear hindsight again, thought that was the sweetest thing she'd ever heard.
"You know, it totally threw me," she said quietly. "It hadn't even occurred to me that you had non-hatey feelings for me. One minute you were trying to bite me because you thought you'd gotten the chip out of your head, the next Dawn's telling me you're totally into me. And then I could see it everywhere, you, the car, the flask, I was totally wigged."
Spike folded his arms over her tummy and rested his chin on them.
"The Nibblet told you?"
Buffy reached down and stroked his cheek. "See I was totally clueless. My own little sister had to tell me what was right in front of my face. So all the time you were trying to win my heart I thought it was just because you hated me."
"Sort of figured that at times love," grinned Spike. "An' I was so screwed up myself, about feeling like I did about someone I ought to hate, that I didn't know how to act."
Buffy smirked at him. "The chains and Drusilla were a bit of a give away there."
Spike narrowed his eyes and then launched himself up her body, to smother her in kisses.
"I didn't believe you," whispered Buffy a few minutes later as she was being firmly held and kissed on her hair and face. "Not until you let Glory do what she did to you. Until then I kept thinking it was some sort of trick." Spike stopped kissing and pulled back and looked at her. His expression was unreadable.
"Well I'm bloody glad you believed me after that."
Buffy looked up at him with dark eyes full of emotion. "I'm sorry."
Spike swallowed. "Don't be Buffy," he said. "Don't be sorry, 'cause if you start apologising then I'll have to and we'll never get to the end of it."
Buffy gave him a weak smile. "I still am. Not for kicking your ass when you were being all villain of the week, but for not seeing how you were trying to do the right thing." She looked at him evilly. "Even if it was just to get into my pants at first."
Spike growled at this. Then looked at Buffy seriously. "We were enemies, love, that's how things were, now we're not and it’s a good thing." He wanted to explain how it wasn't just for her anymore, although it had been at first, how the more he felt like a man the less he wanted to kill or to hurt humans. He wanted to try to explain how all of them, even bloody annoying Xander Harris, made him want to be one of them, a sodding White Hat. How seeing how evil affected them made him not want to do anything that would cause that kind of pain to anyone else. He wanted to ask why did anyone do good anyway, he did it at first because it was what Buffy'd have wanted. How was that different from humans who didn't do what was in their evil little hearts just because they were afraid of getting in trouble. He knew he wasn't a hero, could never be the kind of hero Buffy was, but he'd do whatever this woman asked of him. He'd give the world for her and her sister, and maybe even for the bloody Scoobies. He knew he'd willing die for her and Dawn. He'd do it because he loved them, not to win their love. But he couldn't explain this without seemingly like a complete git.
So instead he said, just for emphasis. "It’s a good thing."
Buffy placed a soft kiss on his lips, then smirked. "Yeah, guess so."
"Guess so?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Ok, it’s a good thing."
Spike rolled onto his back, a wicked smirk on his face. "No, maybe you're right. I used to really enjoy my fights with you love."
"Mutual," replied Buffy.
There was some silence in the bedroom then, except for the sound of bodies moving against cotton sheets.
"This is better though," murmured Spike.