Fic: Plan B, Spike, Withheld, PG, Flashpoint
Title: Plan B
Author: lillyg
Characters: Spike
Word Count: 500 (depends on the version of office)
Prompt: Monthiversary prompt Friendship
Rating: PG
Summary: Spike want to rest, but the rest of he world doesn't.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything apart from my Spike fantasies...
Betas: The wonderful
paranoid_woman
Author's notes: Sequel to No rest for braves.
prompt friendship (500)
Plan B appeared to be harder to set up than that he expected. The only idea than came up to him was that he could crash at a friend's.
It was morning so no way to go to a 'normal' friend. They were all at work. The only option left was the team.
Spike took his phone and considered which friend he would bother first. Ed and Wordy would probably say yes, because they were nice and knew Spike had worked a lot this week. They would probably take pity of him and let him in their houses. But they were with their families. They already had a very short time with them, he didn't want to ruin some quality time they could spend together.
After that he thought that he could call Sam, or Jules, because Jules had a big house, but Sam was probably already with Jules - not that they weren't trying to be discreet but it wasn't really efficient - and Spike really didn't want to play gooseberry, even for a bed.
It left the Sarge or Lou. He didn't think he could find the strength to ask his boss if he could crash at his place. It wasn't professional at all, Greg Parker was a private person, and even if team one was a big family, Spike had never been inside his apartment. He didn't want him to feel obligated to welcome him. He didn't want the Sarge to be awkward around him.
That left the only one, his best friend Lewis. He fell guilty to not go to him first, but Lou didn't have a big place so he didn't want to walk on his feet. And his friend could be with someone - after all, Lou wasn't an ugly guy. He decided against calling him first, knowing that if he was at someone's he would stop whatever he was doing to help Spike.
So he just showed up at Lewis door. If he was already there with someone, he would just leave before knocking if he had some suspicions. Hearing nothing, he knocked and waited until a very asleep Lewis opened the door.
“Hey, buddy! What are you doing here at 8.30 a.m.? I've been asleep for 30 minutes,” Lewis asked sleepily.
“I'm sorry to bother you, but there are roadworks in front of my house, and I'm ready to shoot everyone. So, can I...”
Lewis cut him off before he could finish, “Come in, there's plenty of room for two... Make yourself at home, the couch is very comfy.”
Spike laid on the couch after Lou brought him a cover and a pillow. He was fast asleep in two minutes. Three hours later, he was still sleeping peacefully when he was awoken by some awful, loud noise.
“What the hell is that?” Spike yelled, terrified.
“I forgot you didn't know my new neighbor. He plays the guitar in a heavy metal band...” Lou answered playfully. Spike only glared at him.
The end!
Author: lillyg
Characters: Spike
Word Count: 500 (depends on the version of office)
Prompt: Monthiversary prompt Friendship
Rating: PG
Summary: Spike want to rest, but the rest of he world doesn't.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything apart from my Spike fantasies...
Betas: The wonderful
paranoid_woman
Author's notes: Sequel to No rest for braves.
prompt friendship (500)
Plan B appeared to be harder to set up than that he expected. The only idea than came up to him was that he could crash at a friend's.
It was morning so no way to go to a 'normal' friend. They were all at work. The only option left was the team.
Spike took his phone and considered which friend he would bother first. Ed and Wordy would probably say yes, because they were nice and knew Spike had worked a lot this week. They would probably take pity of him and let him in their houses. But they were with their families. They already had a very short time with them, he didn't want to ruin some quality time they could spend together.
After that he thought that he could call Sam, or Jules, because Jules had a big house, but Sam was probably already with Jules - not that they weren't trying to be discreet but it wasn't really efficient - and Spike really didn't want to play gooseberry, even for a bed.
It left the Sarge or Lou. He didn't think he could find the strength to ask his boss if he could crash at his place. It wasn't professional at all, Greg Parker was a private person, and even if team one was a big family, Spike had never been inside his apartment. He didn't want him to feel obligated to welcome him. He didn't want the Sarge to be awkward around him.
That left the only one, his best friend Lewis. He fell guilty to not go to him first, but Lou didn't have a big place so he didn't want to walk on his feet. And his friend could be with someone - after all, Lou wasn't an ugly guy. He decided against calling him first, knowing that if he was at someone's he would stop whatever he was doing to help Spike.
So he just showed up at Lewis door. If he was already there with someone, he would just leave before knocking if he had some suspicions. Hearing nothing, he knocked and waited until a very asleep Lewis opened the door.
“Hey, buddy! What are you doing here at 8.30 a.m.? I've been asleep for 30 minutes,” Lewis asked sleepily.
“I'm sorry to bother you, but there are roadworks in front of my house, and I'm ready to shoot everyone. So, can I...”
Lewis cut him off before he could finish, “Come in, there's plenty of room for two... Make yourself at home, the couch is very comfy.”
Spike laid on the couch after Lou brought him a cover and a pillow. He was fast asleep in two minutes. Three hours later, he was still sleeping peacefully when he was awoken by some awful, loud noise.
“What the hell is that?” Spike yelled, terrified.
“I forgot you didn't know my new neighbor. He plays the guitar in a heavy metal band...” Lou answered playfully. Spike only glared at him.
The end!