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Zarrah
Rating: NC-17 for Language/violence and sexual situations in later chapter's.
Disclaimer: Belong to Joss...not me
Summary: *Sequel to Lover's Walk*...Future...Year 2034....Eleven years after Buffy's death, Spike is living in LA helping Angel fight the good fight. How will he react when he comes face to face with ghost's from his past.
A/N...(This is 'NOT' a Buffy/Spike fic..you have been warned!) Also, this 'is' a sequel, so the story will make no sense what so ever if you don't read "Lover's Walk" first.
"Ravyn don't do this again." Spike said as he gently shook her. "Wake up Ravyn."
Spike sighed and pulled her close to him, stroking her hair with his hand. "Please don't leave me again." he whispered to her.
He rocked her back and forth as he replayed everything that had just happened over in his mind. She was fine until he touched her. Intimate contact was what set it off.
He clinched his eyes shut tightly, knowing the only reason she would have reacted that way.
But what had he really expected? Did he honestly believe Trull would have had her for thirty-two years and NOT have 'had' her? And how many other's had? He knew for a fact, vampires...especially those in a clan shared everything...even their women.
His fear for her melted away as a hot raging anger slowly took it's place. He could only imagine the torture and abuse she had lived through....all because of 'that' man.
Ripping him limb from limb was to easy a death for him. He needed to suffer as much as she had. And he would. He would die slowly and in more pain than he had ever inflicted on another. If it took an eternity to accomplish that, he would gladly see it done. Trull would pay dearly for what he had put her through.
Spike turned slightly and picked Ravyn up, moving her to the center of the bed before removing his duster and boots. He climbed in bed with her and held her tightly, wrapping the sheet back around her.
He laid there looking at her, running his hand over her cheek as she continued to stare off into space. He closed his eyes, wondering if he'd be able to 'wake' her this time.
She was finally starting to act a little like 'herself' again...now what? Her fears and reminder's of her tortured life would probably haunt her for the rest of her existence, and 'that' was a demon Spike couldn't fight.
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Dawn walked sleepily down the steps into the lobby, yawning as she did. It was almost lunch time and she couldn't believe she had slept that long.
"Bout time you woke up." Jesse said to her smiling as she sat down heavily on the sofa.
Dawn smiled back at him and rubbed her face, trying to wake up. "Sorry...anything exciting happen while I was out?"
"Nope...just breakfast."
"So, where is everyone."
"Blake's fixing lunch, Angel's still sleeping and Rob's combing through some old musty books. Why?"
"Oh..no reason. I think I'm gonna run home and shower." she said as she stood. "If Angel wakes before I get back, tell him I'll be here as soon as I can."
"Sure thing." Jesse said as he watched her leave.
Jesse stood and walked to Rob's office, knocking before he entered.
"Hey man..find anything yet?"
Rob looked up at him and smiled. "I think I may have." he said as he picked up another book. "Hang on a second."
Rob flipped through the other book and smiled big. "Gottcha" he said as he studied the page before him. "Well Jesse...meet Mr. Nicholas Trull" he said, handing the book over to him.
Jesse took the book and studied the picture. "Mean looking ole cuss, aint he?"
"That he is." Rob said as he sat back in his chair. "His profile is scarier than his appearance."
Jesse ran through Trull's profile, eyes widening as he read the forms of torture Trull preferred. "No wonder that girl's scarred shitless of him. Wonder how many of these he's used on her?"
"I'd venture to say all of them...with the exception of the eye thing, seeing how she still has both of her's."
Jesse shook his head. "We can't let him get her back. How she survived this long is beyond me."
"She did it by blocking everything out. Can't really say that I blame her. I'm just glad she managed to come out of it. Shame seeing a pretty girl like that with such a tortured mind as well as body."
"Yeah" Jesse said quietly as he handed the book back to Rob. "Maybe she can finally find some peace."
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Dawn parked her car infront of the hotel, finally fresh and awake. Stepping out, she unlocked the truck, pulling her purse and another change of clothes out before shutting the door.
As she rounded the side of the car, she stopped and turned back as something in the alley caught her eye.
She smiled big as she saw Spike's motorcycle sitting there. "Yes" she said grinning wildly, knowing he had spent the night with Ravyn. *about time* she thought to herself as she walked towards the hotel.
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"So, this is him?" Blake asked as he and Angel looked at Trull's profile.
"Yeah, that's him. Study his face. We can't afford not knowing who he is." Rob told them.
"Knowing who who is?" Dawn asked as she entered the lobby.
"Trull" everyone said together before looking at each other smiling.
Dawn walked over to the desk, looking down at the book they were all looking at. "Is that him?"
"Yeah, that's him."
"Huh....not really bad looking" Dawn said, unaware of the strange looks everyone was giving her.
"Dawn, you ever see him, you run, you hear me?" Angel said taking a hold of her arm.
Dawn looked up at him and could see the fear on his face. "Yeah" she said quietly.
"I mean it...he's dangerous."
Dawn shook her head and glanced back down, reading the profile that accompanied the picture, Her eyes widened as she read. "Oh my god" she whispered. "How did Ravyn survive living with him?"
"I don't know." Angel said quietly.
"Well at least she won't have to go through that anymore." she said more to herself than to the others.
"We hope." Jesse told her. "Hate to think what he'd do if he ever caught her again."
"Well, it's up to us to see that he don't." Angel said walking away from the desk. Is she awake yet?" he asked, looking back over at the other's.
"Haven't seen her." Blake told him.
Dawn grinned big. "Yeah, and you probably won't for a while."
"What do you mean?" Angel asked her curious at her tone of voice and her silly grin.
"Spike's motorcycle is still outside. He spent the night." she said happily.
Angel just looked at her for a minute before turning, walking into his office and slamming the door behind him.
"What's up with him?" Dawn asked as she stared at Angel's office door.
"Um...hello....anyone?" she asked when no one made a move to answer her.
"I've got some..umm, things to take care of." Rob said as he turned, ready to leave.
"Oh no you don't." Dawn said quickly, walking over to him, grabbing his arm. "Now what's going on?"
Rob turned to look at her and looked to Jesse and Blake.
"Don't look at me man...she's asking you." Blake said holding his hands in front of him.
"Jeez...come off it already, what's the deal?" Dawn asked irritated as no one would answer.
"For cripes sake." Jesse said looking at the other's. "Angel's got the hots for Ravyn." he told her.
Dawn's eyes went a little wide at first then she relaxed. She had seen this coming. Why was she surprised? "How do you know? He tell you?" she asked them.
"No, didn't need to. You'd have to be blind 'not' to see it." Jesse told her.
Dawn looked hard at him. "Does Spike know this?"
Jesse chuckled a little. "Oh yeah..he knows. Those two already got into it the other night."
"Is that what happened to Angel's face? Did they get into a fight?"
"Well, not sure if I would call it a fight exactly. More like lot's of yelling and one good punch. Spike stalked up the stairs, and Angel went to his office holding his nose."
Dawn squinted her eyes a little as she looked at Jesse. The other two, quiet as church mice. "Well, he'll just have to get over it. She belongs to Spike." she said as she turned, sitting down at her desk.
The guy's looked at her for a minute before looking at each other with questioning glances before turning, each going their own separate ways.
Dawn watched them leave before looking towards the stairs. *Spike deserves to be happy and nothing's going to stand in the way of that...not even Angel* she thought, determined to see that her best friend enjoys the rest of his existence, being loved the way she knew he deserved.
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Spike stirred from his sleep when he felt Ravyn move. He opened his eyes and lifted his head and looked at her. He couldn't tell if she was still asleep or not and was scared to see if she was still going to be 'out of it' when she opened her eyes.
Lifting his hand, he pushed her hair back and watched her. She moved her head a little and scooted closer to him, both her arms held tightly in front of her, close to her chest.
Her head was still propped up on his arm and he lightly rubbed her back with his hand as he held her.
Ravyn felt him as he played with her hair. She knew it was him. She didn't even need to open her eyes. She would know that smell anywhere.
When she remembered 'why' he was there, she was instantly scared. He would know. He would know why she had reacted like that. Would he still want her? Would he still want her if he knew she was a vampire clans whore. Something they used to pass the time with and relieve their tension with almost everyday for the past thirty-two years.
She felt the tears start just thinking of how he was going to react. She was tainted and dirty, trash other men played with for their own amusement.
"Spike" she whispered softly. The longer she waited, the harder it would be.
Spike looked down at her when she spoke. Her eyes were still closed and he could see a tear in the corner of her closed eyelids.
Squeezing her closer to him, he kissed her forehead. "I'm here luv."
"I'm so sorry Spike...I didn't...." she started saying before the dam of emotions broke inside her. She cried unable to stop.
Spike wrapped his other arm around her, holding her tight as she cried. He had no idea what she had actually went through and wasn't even sure he wanted to.
"Shhh...don't cry." he whispered to her as her cries became harder. Just hearing her was breaking his heart and he was soon crying right along with her.
She was sobbing uncontrollable, losing her breath as she did. She had a firm grip on the front of his shirt, burring her head in his chest and all he could do was hold her and let her know he was there for her.
Never in his existence had he heard anything so painful. It was as if someone was ripping a part of her out, leaving nothing behind in it's place.
They both lay there, holding on tightly to each other, for completely different reason , neither one wanting to let go. Spike kissed her head as she slowly stopped crying, only small whimpers heard now.
Finally letting go of Spike's shirt Ravyn wiped her face.
"You okay?" he asked, knowing she wasn't.
"For now" she replied, pulling her head back and glancing up at him briefly. The look on his face was almost to much to bear. His eyes were red, obviously from crying. He looked at her with concern, shock, worry and the most painful...pity.
"I'm gonna go shower." she told him before rolling over, draping the sheet around her as she did.
Spike watched her stand and walk slowly to the bathroom, never looking back as she shut the door behind her. He sighed heavily and rolled over on his back when he heard the water. How could he 'ever' make this better?
Sitting up, he stood and ran a hand through his hair before heading downstairs. Dawn was the only one he saw.
"Hey Spike" she said happily as she saw him.
"Hey bit." Spike said quietly, a sad smile on his face as he passed her, heading for the kitchen.
Dawn knew the look on his face wasn't one of a man who had just spent the entire night in bed with that someone special. Something was up.
Rising from her chair, she walked into the kitchen, intent on finding out what was wrong.
"What's wrong?" she asked him after closing the door.
He was standing at the microwave watching a mug as it spun slowly on the turntable. He never answered her question and she knew whatever it was, it was serious. A 'quiet' Spike was a 'worried' Spike.
Removing the mug he drained it quickly before heading to the sink. He still hadn't turned to look at her.
"Spike...come on, you're scaring me. What's wrong?"
Spike sighed heavily before turning to face her, leaning on the counter when he did.
Dawn walked over to where he was. "What happened?" she asked giving him her best 'concerned friend' look.
"She needs help Dawn."
"Help?...What kind of help?"
Spike ran a hand over his face before looking back at her. "For what they did to her."
Dawn just stared at him. He looked like he wanted to tell her, but scared to say it at the same time.
"What did they do Spike?" Dawn asked him softly. "I can't help her if I don't know what's wrong."
"They....." Spike closed his eyes. If he said it...it made it real. Her being raped wasn't the part he was having trouble with. It was the fact that Trull had taken her in the first place. If she hadn't been trying to protect 'him' none of this would have happened.
Opening his eyes back up, he smiled at her before grabbing another mug, filling and heating it as Dawn watched him.
"Better get this up to her...."
"Spike?"
"Not now Dawn" he said quietly as he turned and headed back out of the kitchen.
Dawn watched him leave and wondered what had him so 'freaked'. She thought he would have been happy. If he spent the whole night and day with Ravyn, why would he be so down about it?
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Spike walked back into Ravyn's room and found her sitting on the bed. She was sitting on the other side, her back facing him. She was dressed and had her arms folded over her chest tightly.
"Hey....hungry?" he asked her as he sat down beside her.
"Not really." she told him softly.
"Well, eat anyway." he told her, handing her the mug.
Ravyn held the mug tightly in her hands and stared down at it. "It's warm."
"Yeah, it's suppose to be." he said looking at her. She was just staring at the cup.
Ravyn glanced up at him briefly before looking back down. He was staring at her and she wondered what he was thinking. "Why are you still here?" she asked him quietly.
Spike couldn't believe she had asked that. "Why wouldn't I be?"
Ravyn shrugged her shoulder a little before answering him. "Doesn't take a genius to figure out what happened last night. Just didn't think....."
"Think what, that I wouldn't want you anymore?" Spike raised his hand and held her hair away from her face. "It's not your fault."
She looked back up at him. He smiled at her as he continued to stroke her hair. "It took me thirty years to get you back, don't think I'm gonna let you go now do ya?"
Ravyn looked back down as a single tear fell. "You still....want me, even after...." she asked him shyly.
"Always." he told her as he pulled her head gently, laying it on his shoulder and giving it a quick kiss. "Now eat that before it gets cold."
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Randall sat in the shadows across the street. He hadn't seen Ravyn since the night he had followed them from the bar. He knew he should report to Trull, but he had said not to return without her. He wasn't about to risk his own life just to tell him where she was. And they needed to know if the medallion was there...and if it was..where?
Walking across the street, he checked all the vehicles parked around the hotel, taking note of what kind and making a mental note to see if all the cars stayed all the time or if they left and returned the next day. If they moved Ravyn, he'd need to know where.
The only thing to do now.....find that medallion and get Trull's 'pet' back.
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Spike stood up and took the now empty mug from Ravyn. "Go put something loose on and meet me in the basement." he told her walking towards the door.
"What for?"
"It's time to get you back in shape."
"What's wrong with my shape?" Ravyn asked, looking confused as she looked down at herself.
Spike gave her that sexy little smirk she loved as he looked at her. "Nothing from what I can see." he said, raising an eyebrow at her, "I'm talking about your fighting. Need to get you back in ass kickin gear."
Ravyn grinned at him as he opened the door and left. She sat there a few minutes before heading for the dresser and grabbing some 'comfortable' clothes and changing. Pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she headed downstairs.
"Hey Ravyn." Dawn said smiling as she sat at her desk, the rest of the gang lounging around talking.
"Hey." she said as she walked over to her.
They guy's just looked at her, all with a few 'thought's' running through their minds before they also gave a little hello.
She smiled and said her hello's, except for Angel, he left shortly after she entered the room.
"Which way to the basement?"
"Oh, down the hall, third door on the right." Dawn said, "You sparring with Spike?"
"Yeah, or so he seems to think so. Probably gonna be more like me getting beat into the ground."
Dawn chuckled at her. "Naw...he'll go easy on ya, until you start getting the best of him."
"Not likely to happen soon." Ravyn told her smiling as she headed for the hall.
Ravyn walked down the basement steps and found Spike, barefoot, sitting on a bench waiting for her.
"Bout bloody time" he said as she stepped off the bottom step and walked towards her. He gave her a long look before shaking his head.
"What?" she asked when he just stared at her.
"How the hell am I suppose to concentrate with you dressed like that?"
Ravyn looked down and couldn't figure out what he meant. "You said comfortable...."
"Yeah, but you didn't have like, sweats or somethin'?"
"No, this is what I have."
Spike looked her over and knew he'd have a hard time keeping his mind from wandering. Her light blue shorts hung low on her hips and a small white tank top was short, exposing her midriff and clung tightly to her full round breast.
Grinning and shaking his head he focused his attention back on her face. "All right, but if my mind wanders...it's your fault." he said smiling as he walked up to her.
"Your mind always wanders." she said smiling back at him.
"Can't help it, one track mind." he said before giving her a quick kiss. "Alright, now hit me."
Ravyn giggled at him as she stared at him. "Spike, I really don't want to fight you."
"Yes you do, now come on, hit me."
"No, we can train without me hitting you."
Spike sighed and put his hands on his hips. "I need to know how hard you can hit....now stop your bloody complaining and hit me already." he said a little more loudly than he wanted to.
Ravyn shrugged her shoulder at him and drew back, hitting him square on the jaw. His head turned to the side slightly and he looked back over at her.
"Okay" he said looking at her smiling. "You hit like a girl, need to work on that."
"I do not!"
Spike laughed. "Yes you do." he told her as he himself threw a punch, catching her cheek, knocking her down.
He looked at her as she sat on all fours, not moving. "You okay." he asked her, wincing a little, he hadn't meant to hit her that hard.
He wasn't fast enough to see her leg shoot out, catching him across the ankles, tripping him..sending him to the floor.
Ravyn stood and looked at him as he lay there on his back, staring up at her. "You okay?" she asked him sweetly, smiling slyly as she did.
Spike gave her his trademark smirk before jumping quickly to his feet. "Come on girl, show me what you've got." he said as he started circling her.
Spike held back, knowing she wasn't up to full strength, but was quickly wondering if it were even necessary. She was still pretty good at blocking and dodging, and her technique was still good, but her speed was a little off as was her balance and strength.
"I know you can hit harder than that." he said as she threw another punch, barely even stinging.
"I haven't hit anything in thirty years Spike...what do you expect?" she said, blocking his punch.
"I expect you to try harder."
Ravyn rolled her eyes and she continued to dodge as many of his blows as she could, throwing her own as she did. She was getting tired and it was showing. She was moving slower than she had been and Spike could tell.
"Alright.." he said as he stood straight up. "That's enough"
"Good" Ravyn said as he flopped down on the mat.
Spike grinned at her. "Another week of this and FOUR meals a day, you might be worth something." he said grinning as he sat down beside her.
"Four?"
"Yes....you eat less than a baby does. Can't build your strength up eatin' once a day."
Ravyn leaned back, supporting her weight on her hands and looked over at him. "Why does it even matter?"
Spike looked at her when she spoke. "Because, you need to be able to defend yourself if you need to."
Looking down at her feet Ravyn sighed. "Defending myself won't matter if he catches me."
"Why?"
"Because he'll have me chained back up before I can blink."
"He kept you chained?" Spike asked her quietly, not believing what he was hearing.
Ravyn didn't answer him right away, just kept looking at her feet. She finally looked over at him and answered. "He had my chip removed when my headaches got worse. And when I wouldn't feed off the human's he had brought in for me, he chained me up. Said if I wanted to live like a caged animal I might as well look the part."
Spike slid over closer to her turning her head to look at him. "He won't get you again, not if I can help it....but, you need to be able to fight back."
She knew he was right, but she was hardly able to even look at Trull, let along fight him.
"You can't be scared of him, that's what he wants. You fight him, if he's gonna chain you up, then give him a damn good reason to." he said smiling at her.
Ravyn smiled back at him. She knew he was right, but getting over her fear of Trull would be harder than learning how to fight again.
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Spike and Ravyn had been training every minute they could for the past three weeks. No one saw them, other than when they walked through the lobby, heading downstairs.
Ravyn was back in top form, and Spike was loving every minute of it. He loved fighting her. She was fast, strong and slowly becoming that dangerous creature he had met in Sunnydale, the one who caught his attention and constantly amazed him.
Dawn looked up when she heard the crash and shook her head. She didn't know what they were doing but it sounded like they were tearing the place down.
"Man, what are they doing down there?" Jesse asked as he walked down the steps heading for the lounge.
"I just asked myself that same question." Dawn said grinning.
Rob and Blake were on the sofa, and looked up when Jesse came over.
"Wonder who's taking the worst of it?" Blake asked grinning.
"Probably Spike...surly he wouldn't hit her that hard." Rob said, looking at them.
"Yes he would." Dawn told them. "You should have seen him and Buffy go at it. They looked like they were killing each other."
"Be almost worth paying to see Spike get bested by a woman...wouldn't it?" Blake said grinning.
Everyone looked at each other before grinning wildly and running for the basement door. Once it was open, they snuck down quietly and sat on the steps to watch what all the noise was they had been hearing the past few weeks.
Ravyn landed a hard kick to Spike's chest, sending him flying backwards, landing hard, only to have him jump straight up, rushing her.
The hits were fast and hard and they were both bleeding on some part of their body.
"Had enough?" Ravyn asked grinning as she ducked Spike's punch and threw her own, catching him in the gut.
"Not hardly" Spike told her, kicking out, tripping her.
Ravyn righted herself quickly, and jumped, tackling him to the ground. Spike
threw her off over his head, Ravyn rolling as she landed, standing quickly.
They both stood, facing one another, slowly circling each other, unaware they
had an audience. They were both smiling, loving the adrenaline rush of the fighting.
"You ready to get a good ole fashioned ass whoppin'?" Ravyn asked smiling.
"You ready to give me one?" Spike asked her, grinning.
"I've been holding back on you long enough...GRANDPA!"
Spike growled, his grin growing bigger at hearing her call him Grandpa again. That was 'his' Ravyn talking. That was the girl he had been waiting for, the one he knew was there, just hiding under a scared shell.
"Come on girl....show me what ya got."
Ravyn rushed him, punching him hard, her fist catching his jaw. As his head snapped back, Ravyn kicked out, landing a hard hit to the chest, sending him flying backwards into a stack of shipping crates. He crashed, shattering one of the crates into pieces.
"Oh, that had to hurt." Blake said smiling as they watched from the sidelines and saw Spike fly through the air.
"Spike!" Ravyn yelled as the boards flew. She ran over to him, eyes wide as she reached him.
"Bloody hell woman...what ya trying to do kill me?" he asked as he lay face down in a pile of splintery wood.
Ravyn knelt down, checking him over. "Are you okay?" she asked him frantic.
"Yeah...." he said as he sat up on his knees. He grabbed his chest and looked down at all the broken pieces of wood before looking back up at her. "And just where the hell did that come from?" he asked her, not believing she had just kicked him half way across the room.
Ravyn giggled was she saw he was okay. "Told ya I was holding back."
Spike grinned as he looked at her. "Well, keep holdin' back then." he told her as he stood.
Ravyn grabbed him, kissing him hard as he stood. "Sorry, keep forgetting how old and fragile you are."
"You're not funny." Spike said pinching her bottom as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Wasn't trying to be. Just staten the obvious."
Spike wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned down, kissing her hard. The 'observer's' on the steps grinned as they watched them.
Jesse cleared his throat loudly, as the other's laughed and giggled. Spike and Ravyn broke their kiss and turned, looking at the intruder's.
"What the hell are you doin'?" Spike asked them, pissed they disrupted his 'break'.
"Just watching the show man." Blake said laughing.
"Yeah, well...show's over, go away." Spike told him, still holding onto Ravyn.
"Ah come on Spike...I was just beginning to enjoy seeing you get your ass whipped by a girl." Blake said.
"Yeah, come on....let Ravyn train..she needs it, remember?" Jesse said, laughing at the face Spike was making.
Spike looked down at Ravyn and smiled. "Well luv, seems the boy's their want you to put on a show for 'em....up for it?"
Ravyn grinned over at them. "Yeah, been a while since I've taken on a whole pack."
Rob's eyes went wide. "What?"
"You want to see her fight...then you'll be the one's fighting her." Spike told them.
"You want us to fight her?" Blake asked him.
"Yep...all of you."
Blake smiled big. "Your on." he said as he stood and walked the rest of the way down the steps.
Spike shook his head. "Uh uh...ALL of you."
Jesse and Rob looked at each other before looking back at Spike.
"As in all three of us...together?" Rob asked him.
"That's exactly what I mean." Spike told him as he and Ravyn walked to the center of the room.
"If you're sure?" Jesse said, standing.
Ravyn grinned at them as they all walked to the mat. "I'll try not to hurt ya to bad...okay?"
Blake grinned big. "Give us your best shot."
Spike walked to the steps and sat with Dawn. Watching her fight was as good and fighting her. Only problem was....they were human, and although they were use to fighting vampires....Ravyn wasn't use to fighting them. The fight last a record four minutes and twenty-six seconds. Spike was disappointed to say the least. He was just getting into it and now....it was over.
Ravyn stood in the middle of the room, looking down at the three humans, holding some painful part of their body. "Ummm...You guy's alright?" she asked them, wondering if she should have held back more.
"Yes" Rob said, his voice a strained whisper as he lay there clutching his stomach.
Spike grinned at the scene. He was definitely gonna have to find her more 'challenging' opponents.
"Well, that good enough of a show for you boy's?" Spike asked as he stood, walking over to where Ravyn was standing.
Blake stood slowly. "Yeah man...that's fine."
Rob and Jesse stood, both shaky on their legs.
"Think I'll be going now..." Jesse told them as he headed for the steps, both arms folded over his stomach. "I think she broke my pancreas." he groaned as the other's laughed.
Ravyn giggled as he limped up the steps. "Sorry" she yelled out to them.
Dawn giggled as they filed up the steps, groaning a little as they did. "That had to be the best fight I've seen. Watching those three get whipped by a girl....I'll get weeks of jokes out of that one." she said as she stood and headed up the stairs.
Ravyn giggled as she watched Dawn leave and turned to Spike. "Well, do I pass now?" she asked him, walking over to him.
Spike grinned down at her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yeah, I guess you pass now."
"So....does that mean I get to go kill stuff?"
"NO!"
Ravyn pouted at him. "But why not?"
"Because it's to dangerous for you to be out there, learkin around, that's why." he said hugging her to him.
"But I bought leather...." she whined.
Spike raised an eyebrow at her and grinned. "You did?"
"Yeah, haven't even got to wear it yet."
"Well....what's say we go on up and you can wear it for me." Spike said, kissing her.
Ravyn pulled away from him as his lips played gently with hers. "No"
"But why not?" he asked, pouting now.
Ravyn giggled at him. "Because"
Spike leaned his head down, kissing at her neck. "What color is it?"
"What color is what?"
"The leather?"
"Red, black...and white" she said as she closed her eyes and held his head closer to her.
Spike kissed along her neck, up to her ear, nibbling on it when he reached it.
"What are you doing?"
"Kissing you."
"I guessed that much." she said as he ran his hands up her back, kissing a trail back up her throat.
Spike pulled back away from her. "Want me to stop?"
"I wanna stop making out in this stinky ole basement." she said grinning at him. "I've got a private room upstairs."
Spike smiled as he looked at her. Three weeks ago she was scared to let him touch her, now....lots of touching went on. Still no sex, but he'd take what ever she was willing to give him. If it took her months to trust him enough to be with her, he'd wait....she was worth it.
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