So hard to swallow

[5x5demon_killer]

I’d be damned if I was gonna’ sit there an’ listen to Spike when I had my agenda on me. I never needed the vamp before (except to talk to and a cigarette now an’ then) damn well didn’t need him now. Especially since for some reason, he was on a power trip…just because B’ wasn’t with him. Christ, I had forgotten how annoyin’ everythin’ was when

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[5x5demon_killer]

"Don't think this is a fight we can win, slaya. Not much of a retreater, but we should either think about getting Buffy and hair gel, and hope that he can walk, the big pansy, now, or find a place to hide and pick our battles. Against all of them, we won't last. Not even we will last, slaya. Already saw Gunn and a powerful ex-God die because of this and Angel and I nearly bought the farm..."

I turned my head toward ol' cocky, and then back at the demons. He was right, and I knew it. In fact, I was thinking the same thing when he had mentioned it. I had a cut on my arm, which wasn't much, but it was enough to let me know that it was there. I looked at it, then I looked at him.

Fuck I needed a cigarette.

I took one out of my pocket, and of course it was fuckin broke. I needed to invest in one of those metal holders. I lit the half cigarette, and took a drag, before throwing it on the ground and letting it burn out.

"Well there is no way that I'm gonna go back to the hotel an' sit there while B patches up Angel. I know you wouldn't want to watch that either."

I gave him a wink. I knew it was a sore subject, an' I just felt like punchin it.

"It's not like we have much a choice here, Spike. Looks like we're gonna go back and see how the two long lost are doin'."

I felt like laughing. A good fight, and some pokin' fun.

"By the way... who the fuck was that that rammed those demons with the SUV?"

[railroad_spike]

"Well there is no way that I'm gonna go back to the hotel an' sit there while B patches up Angel. I know you wouldn't want to watch that either."

Slaya had a point there. Just hearing that made me want to step into the fire and take them all of, in spite of what I had just said. Couldn't believe that after she told me that she loved me, and after a year, she was staying with Captain forehead at the hotel. Wondered if she was just mad because I had taken her blood, but if that were true, wouldn't she be just as knickers-in-a-twisted because he had tastd Faith's neck?

Fact of the matter was, it was always kick to Spike with her, and I would love the bird until the day she was gone and I was still devilishly handsome and athletic, but I had to face the history here. It was always Angel for her.

"It's not like we have much a choice here, Spike. Looks like we're gonna go back and see how the two long lost are doin'."

Now, I didn't want to do that. But, from a tactical standpoint, four of us, two capable vampires, well, one capable vampire and one with a lot of hair gel and two vampire slayas would do pretty well out here. And, if Angel still couldn't fight, and got killed out here, then he would be out of the way and Buffy would look to me for support.

Guess that happening wouldn't help the world, though, and Angel was a big, giant, broody pain in the cheeks, but he wasn't better off dead.

"By the way... who the fuck was that that rammed those demons with the SUV?"

"Didn't see, Faith. Windows were darkened. Kinda like I would do to my car. Believe me, looked too, but didn't see anything. Couldn't tell you if it was a woman, a man or an alien."

We headed back towards the hotel-de-broodyboy.