Maybe Someday. Chapter 15.
The lovely kathyh was able to beta this v. quickly, so I'm posting already! :) I hope you enjoy although it is short! (You like cliff hangers, right?)
Previous Chapters.
Feedback feeds my muse - and right now I'm afraid that she really needs a good meal! I have most of the rest of the story planned out and I know what's going to happen next. I just don't know *how*. Blank wall. So the next chapter might be a while...
Chapter 15
Dawn was humming happily to herself as she quietly opened the flat door. She threw her jacket on top of Buffy’s new leather coat, which was sprawled in a very large heap on the sofa, and went into her room to put her bag down. She’d not been surprised when there was no Buffy at the bus station - Buffy tried very hard to ‘do the mom thing’, but wasn’t always very reliable. And Dawn really didn’t need parenting any more - she was eighteen years old after all. Although that hadn’t stopped her blushing when Antonio had been flirting with her yesterday... mmm, school trips were certainly of the good.
Going back into the living room, she noted the weapons lying by the front door and nodded, her suspicions confirmed. There had obviously been patrolling last night and Buffy must therefore still be asleep, even though it was now midday. She grinned to herself as she walked to her sister’s bedroom - this would be fun.
Dramatically she threw the door open and declared:
“You know - if you sleep this late, people will think you’re still dating vampir-”
Her mouth fell open in shock as she took in the sight that greeted her. Not one, but two blondes were staring back at her from the bed, tightly clutching the sheet. And one of them was most certainly not The Immortal who’d fallen over and landed in some bleach. She stared for a few breathless seconds at the half-naked, blue eyed vampire in her sister’s bed, before she turned around and fled.
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Buffy was dreaming very happily and didn’t really want to wake up, even if it was because Spike was gently kissing her. Snuggling closer into his embrace, she mumbled: “What is it?”
“Don’t want to worry you love, but I can hear someone walking around...”
“Don’t be silly,” she countered, but just then the door to the bedroom was flung open and Dawn strode in - saying something, although Buffy didn’t register what it was. Head still sleep-heavy she stared at her sister, unable to say a word, and then watched as Dawn took in the scenario - before promptly leaving.
“Oh God!” she said, staring wildly around her. “What time is it? I was going to pick her up... I know I set the alarm.”
Spike looked around and proceeded to fish out her alarm clock from under the bed. “I think we... slayed it last night,” he said, a small smile tugging at his mouth. She stared at him, incredulous.
“This isn’t funny!”
“Oh, come on - did you see her face?”
He tilted his head, amusement glinting in his eyes.
“Yes I saw her face! This was exactly what I wanted to avoid. She’s my sister and she shouldn’t have found out about you - us - this - like this.” She frowned for a moment, trying to work out what she was trying to say: “This isn’t just some stupid joke - this is my life and I’ve just traumatised my sister. Again!”
She jumped out of bed and pulled some underpants from a drawer, ignoring Spike’s appreciative growl. Damn him - sometimes he was just such a... man.
Looking around she grabbed the first thing she could find, which turned out to be her tiny kimono - blood red and very short, with only half-sleeves. She saw Spike pulling on his jeans as she tied the knot, but decided to ignore him and strode out of the room, fuming.
Only a few steps into the living room however, he caught her up - putting a hand on her arm. “Look Buffy, I’m sorry.”
She turned to face him, another tirade on her lips (trying very hard to ignore how hot he looked in nothing but his pants), but just then the front door flew open and in came Illyria, followed by a haggard-looking Angel.
The latter leaned against the door frame and asked: “Are you actually going to tell me what the hell we are doing here?” before looking up and seeing the couple across the room. His face changed from worn and tired to stony in an instant and he slowly turned his head to look at Illyria’s now immobile form:
“We’re leaving!” he said, voice harsh.
Buffy felt like her insides had turned to ice. It was one thing to choose Spike over Angel, being all polite and friendly, but to face her first love after having just got out of bed with her new one... and - ohmygod he can smell it, can’t he? she suddenly realised, horrified, as she tried to work out what to do.
Dawn came out of the kitchen then, a croissant in her hand, and already talking: “Buffy, it’s OK really, Andrew told me...”
She stopped and looked at Angel and Illyria. “What-?”
Upon seeing her, Illyria’s face lit up - a delighted smile gracing her features.
“The Key!” she said, triumphantly, and in an instant she was standing in front of Dawn, placing a hand on her chest.
A bright green light, trimmed with blue, shone around and Buffy was frozen on the spot - a horrible feeling of déjà vu and inevitable doom settling over her as she watched her sister’s terrified face.
Make haste to Chapter 16! :)
Previous Chapters.
Feedback feeds my muse - and right now I'm afraid that she really needs a good meal! I have most of the rest of the story planned out and I know what's going to happen next. I just don't know *how*. Blank wall. So the next chapter might be a while...
Chapter 15
Dawn was humming happily to herself as she quietly opened the flat door. She threw her jacket on top of Buffy’s new leather coat, which was sprawled in a very large heap on the sofa, and went into her room to put her bag down. She’d not been surprised when there was no Buffy at the bus station - Buffy tried very hard to ‘do the mom thing’, but wasn’t always very reliable. And Dawn really didn’t need parenting any more - she was eighteen years old after all. Although that hadn’t stopped her blushing when Antonio had been flirting with her yesterday... mmm, school trips were certainly of the good.
Going back into the living room, she noted the weapons lying by the front door and nodded, her suspicions confirmed. There had obviously been patrolling last night and Buffy must therefore still be asleep, even though it was now midday. She grinned to herself as she walked to her sister’s bedroom - this would be fun.
Dramatically she threw the door open and declared:
“You know - if you sleep this late, people will think you’re still dating vampir-”
Her mouth fell open in shock as she took in the sight that greeted her. Not one, but two blondes were staring back at her from the bed, tightly clutching the sheet. And one of them was most certainly not The Immortal who’d fallen over and landed in some bleach. She stared for a few breathless seconds at the half-naked, blue eyed vampire in her sister’s bed, before she turned around and fled.
********
Buffy was dreaming very happily and didn’t really want to wake up, even if it was because Spike was gently kissing her. Snuggling closer into his embrace, she mumbled: “What is it?”
“Don’t want to worry you love, but I can hear someone walking around...”
“Don’t be silly,” she countered, but just then the door to the bedroom was flung open and Dawn strode in - saying something, although Buffy didn’t register what it was. Head still sleep-heavy she stared at her sister, unable to say a word, and then watched as Dawn took in the scenario - before promptly leaving.
“Oh God!” she said, staring wildly around her. “What time is it? I was going to pick her up... I know I set the alarm.”
Spike looked around and proceeded to fish out her alarm clock from under the bed. “I think we... slayed it last night,” he said, a small smile tugging at his mouth. She stared at him, incredulous.
“This isn’t funny!”
“Oh, come on - did you see her face?”
He tilted his head, amusement glinting in his eyes.
“Yes I saw her face! This was exactly what I wanted to avoid. She’s my sister and she shouldn’t have found out about you - us - this - like this.” She frowned for a moment, trying to work out what she was trying to say: “This isn’t just some stupid joke - this is my life and I’ve just traumatised my sister. Again!”
She jumped out of bed and pulled some underpants from a drawer, ignoring Spike’s appreciative growl. Damn him - sometimes he was just such a... man.
Looking around she grabbed the first thing she could find, which turned out to be her tiny kimono - blood red and very short, with only half-sleeves. She saw Spike pulling on his jeans as she tied the knot, but decided to ignore him and strode out of the room, fuming.
Only a few steps into the living room however, he caught her up - putting a hand on her arm. “Look Buffy, I’m sorry.”
She turned to face him, another tirade on her lips (trying very hard to ignore how hot he looked in nothing but his pants), but just then the front door flew open and in came Illyria, followed by a haggard-looking Angel.
The latter leaned against the door frame and asked: “Are you actually going to tell me what the hell we are doing here?” before looking up and seeing the couple across the room. His face changed from worn and tired to stony in an instant and he slowly turned his head to look at Illyria’s now immobile form:
“We’re leaving!” he said, voice harsh.
Buffy felt like her insides had turned to ice. It was one thing to choose Spike over Angel, being all polite and friendly, but to face her first love after having just got out of bed with her new one... and - ohmygod he can smell it, can’t he? she suddenly realised, horrified, as she tried to work out what to do.
Dawn came out of the kitchen then, a croissant in her hand, and already talking: “Buffy, it’s OK really, Andrew told me...”
She stopped and looked at Angel and Illyria. “What-?”
Upon seeing her, Illyria’s face lit up - a delighted smile gracing her features.
“The Key!” she said, triumphantly, and in an instant she was standing in front of Dawn, placing a hand on her chest.
A bright green light, trimmed with blue, shone around and Buffy was frozen on the spot - a horrible feeling of déjà vu and inevitable doom settling over her as she watched her sister’s terrified face.
Make haste to Chapter 16! :)