Chapter 5

“How long did you expect to keep this a secret from me?”

Buffy shrugged, really getting tired of the same lecture. “I didn’t think it was a big deal.”

Giles cleaned his glasses for possibly the millionth time that morning. “How could you not think this was a big deal? I warned you about him, and you knew what your mother had to go through. Letting Spike into your life will give you nothing but heartache, Buffy.”

She jumped up from the couch and bounded over to the front door, turning back to him one more time. “I’m not my mother, Giles. Just because she fell in love with a vampire doesn’t mean I would go down the same path. God, I don’t even really like him. He’s annoying and has that really tacky bleached hair, so not my type. You always tell me how I need to take someone on patrol other than Willow and Xander, someone who can actually defend themselves. Spike is helping me out; I don’t see what’s so wrong with that. Nothing else is going to happen; you need to stop being so overprotective and let me live my life already. I’m not a little kid anymore. I can handle myself,” and with that said, she walked out the door.

Giles watched her go with a sigh. “My dear, you might be more like your mother than you think.”


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“Can you believe him? I’m old enough to make my own decisions.”

Willow nodded. “You are and I’m not taking sides or anything, but Giles is just looking out for you. I mean, you haven’t exactly made things very easy for him.”

Buffy’s jaw dropped. “That is so not true. I’ve been a perfect angel.”

Willow nearly choked on her muffin. “A perfect angel? May I remind you about the time you started a fire in the gym? Giles almost wasn’t able to convince them not to expel you.”

Buffy crossed her arms over her chest. “That was an accident,” she mumbled.

Willow rolled her eyes. “Still, I wouldn’t say that was very angelic behavior. Maybe not hanging around so much with Spike is a good idea.”

“Yeah, I have to agree with Will on that one,” Xander stated as he sat down next to them.

Buffy rolled her eyes. “You don’t even know what we’re talking about.”

He shrugged. “I still like what I heard.”

Buffy was about to object, when Willow nudged her side and pointed in the distance.

“Scott Hope is checking you out again, Buffy. I told you he was interested.”

Buffy turned to see that the brunette boy was indeed looking in her direction, turning away when he caught her staring. She blushed and focused back on her friends. “I doubt it; he was probably looking at someone else.”

Willow shook her head. “Nope, it was definitely you.”

“First Spike and now Scott, I really need to get me some male friends. All you two do is gush about boys all day; it’s enough to make me wanna heave.”

Willow glared at her long time best guy friend. “You’re only jealous because we’re not gushing about you, Xander. We’re all seniors now and have never had any actual relationships. I for one don’t want to graduate a virgin.”

Buffy placed her hand on her friend’s forehead. “Are you feeling okay? Since when do you care so much about losing your virginity? I thought you were waiting for marriage.”

The red head shrugged and glanced away from them. “Things change, I’m sure I’m not the only one that thinks about it.”

Xander agreed. “You are definitely not alone in that, my friend. I have my eyes set on Cordelia; it’s only a matter of time until she realizes that I’m the one she wants.”

The girls exchanged looks, both trying to hide their amused smiles. Xander didn’t stand a chance with the head cheerleader, but neither of them were about to tell him that.


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Spike inwardly groaned again, there was a reason he once wanted nothing to do with teenage girls. Elizabeth changed all of that for him, but now he remembered why he dreaded them in the first place.

“Anyway, I think she’s totally wrong. There’s no way Scott is actually interested in me. What do you think?”

Spike rubbed his temples, not having thought before it was possible for vampires to get headaches. “I don’t know the bloke, so I really couldn’t say.”

Buffy pouted. “You’re no help.”

He threw his hands up. “Excuse me for not bloody caring about what goes on in a sodding high school. Am I mistaken, or did you come here to spar? You can take that girly talk to one of your mates; I don’t wanna hear one more bloody thing about Scott fucking Hope. The wanker sounds like a nancy boy, anyway. You could do better.” Spike didn’t know where that came from, but wasn’t about to back down.

“God, what crawled up your ass? Fine, I won’t talk about him anymore. Sorry for actually thinking we were friends, I won’t make that mistake again.”

Spike felt bad when she got up to leave, grabbing her arm to stop her. “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to upset you. That’s just not the sort of thing a vampire likes to talk about, but I’m fine with anything else.”

She sat back down across from him. “My mom never talked about that stuff with you?”

Spike shook his head. “If she talked about any other bloke, I would have killed him.”

Her eyes widened. “Okay, I didn’t need to know that.”

He decided to clarify for her. “I loved your mum, pet. It would have killed me to hear her talk about anyone else. I know she had a whole life before I came into the picture. That there were other gits interested in her, but she knew better than to tell me about them. I can be a pretty jealous bloke, love. Especially when it came to her, and I have a feeling you would be no different.”

Buffy wasn’t expecting that. “So, are you saying that me talking about Scott made you jealous?”

“It’s not something I usually like to admit, but right now, I’m tempted to kill him.”

Buffy didn’t know what to say, until she caught the smirk on his face and knew that he was just messing with her. She grabbed her stake and pounced on him, pressing the weapon into his heart. “I’m ready to spar now.”

He thrust up into her crotch, delighted by the sound of her gasp. “That’s a very dangerous position you’re in, sweetheart.”

Buffy decided to give just as good and pressed down into his erection. Two could play that game.

Spike’s eyes rolled back. Oh, she would pay for that. He reached for the zipper of her jeans, pulling it down to reveal her lace panties.

Buffy took in a deep breath when he moved her underwear out of the way, gasping as she felt a cold finger enter her virgin hole.

Spike grinned when he saw the look of pleasure on her face, pushing two more fingers into her pussy and pumping them in and out.

“Spike,” Buffy breathed out as she thrust down onto his fingers, taking them further inside of her.

“It’s okay, pet. Just let yourself go.”

Buffy threw her head back when her orgasm hit, having never felt anything like that before.

Spike felt her wetness coat his fingers, taking them out of her once she came down from her high and licking them clean of her juices.

Buffy seemed to come back to her senses when she realized what happened. She moved away as if burned, quickly zipping up her pants. “Oh God, that didn’t just happen.”

Spike rushed over to her before she made her way out of the crypt. “Buffy, wait, we have to talk about this. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for things to go that far.”

She shook her head. “It was a mistake; I shouldn’t have let it happen. I’m not my mother, Spike. You did that with her, and I don’t even want to think about what else. Do you know how disturbing that is? This is so wrong. I have to go.”

He stopped her once again. “It wasn’t a bloody mistake and you know it. Yes, I shouldn’t have let things go that far so soon, but I don’t regret it. Your mother is gone, Buffy. I loved her, but she’s not coming back. I have to move on.”

Buffy took a step away from him. “It can’t be with me. I promised Giles that nothing would happen between us. I can’t go back on that, no matter how I might feel for you. It’s just a stupid crush that I’ll get over. The point is that you loved my mother; all I would be is a replacement for the one you lost. Every time you look at me, you’ll only be able to see her. I don’t think I could bear that, so this can’t happen again. From now on, we’re going to have a strictly professional relationship. My mom and Giles both wanted a normal life for me, someone that could take me out in the daylight. I know the last thing my mother ever would have wanted was for me to have the same thing she did. You’re just going to have to accept that. I really have to go.”

Spike let her leave that time, thinking back on what she said. No, he couldn’t really give her normal, but he could at least give her the daylight. Spike had a feeling that she would be worth it.