Heading to Spike's

[watchknight]

I walked out past the demon corpses with Erin. It gave me a chance to review our deadly handiwork. We were rather thorough...nothing moved but us now. She still had my sword, but I didn't bring it up. I let her hang onto it...letting her become acquainted with it. After I was gone, it would be her duty to look after it

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[lonestarxslayer]

As we walked to an unknown neighborhood, as in where the hell where we, I look up at him. Gret. Broody face again. To lighten his mood, well, trying too, as I tried to match his strid, I began.

"Yanno...I was watchin' on that news thing-y yesterday," I began. "And I hear that Elvis Presley might be alive? So I figure, he's a demon. Good music, but hello!" I say, looking streight a head, my eyes widening to ephase my point. "You cannot almost die on the pot, then come back nearly thirty years later! It's unsensible!"

Then I thought of something else, I was tired, I get like this when I'm tired.

"What if a vampire sired him on the pot?" I think outloud. Then made a face while making even more disguisted on as I looked at myself..all covered in demon uglyness. "eww!"

[watchknight]

Turning to Erin as she began to speak, I wondered why she was my friend. Was it just because I was her Watcher and she had no one else to turn to? Would she leave like everyone else in my lifes as soon as she found somewhere or someone better?

"Who is Elvis Presley? If he was a substance abuser, it is entirely possible he was turned while on it."

She cerainly talked about the oddest things. I suppose that gave me license to.

"Erin...have you ever been in love? Had a romance? Been kissed or intimate?"

[lonestarxslayer]

Kay..I ignored his previous question, and only focused on the intimate one. Memories of my dad...were not good ones, and mama wasn't good either. I hung my head down, now hugging myself as if protecting me from them, when there thousand miles away, they were still there everytime I close my eyes. My dad, though, was there. Bastard, pervert, sure, step-dad. My real dad is in Paris somewhere, being drunk.

I shiver in the memory of his hands..beatings..I shake my head, and finally look up at him. If I spoke, I'd then I'd choak up or something.

I spoke anyway, and swallowed a lump in my throat.

"Some..yeah, 'bout you?"

[watchknight]

She seemed...distant, cold, all of a sudden. She suddenly reminded me of another young woman I had taken under my wing centuries ago. If so...poor Erin. Why hadn't I seen it earlier? Had I been so wrapped up in my own problems? Stopping, I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her gently

[lonestarxslayer]

I hugged him back, I still didn't understand, being sixteen..well, two weeks I will be anyway, and still didn't understand that all for the sake of my father. Pathetic. Even now I fatasize, though I dropped the sword when I huged myself earlier, of beheading him same way I did to those demons. And making mama watch, like she always liked to do. Watch. I do hope she rots in hell.

As he tells me of his past, I uneasily lay my head against his shoulder, in the middle of the street, tellin' me a little more about his life. Someday, I'll emphasise on mine. But, not yet. Not yet.

"What kind of gift did she have?" I ask, fighting tears that came out. "Did she fly?" I ask humroursly, laughign softly at myself.

[watchknight]

She rested her head against my shoulder as I held her small form in my arms. Tears began to escape her eyes as she asked me questions, trying to be flippant in an attempt to lighten the seriousness of the discussion.

"No...she did not fly. Not in the manner you were thinking of. She flew on four legs not her own..."

I'm sure she was confused by this, so I began to elaborate.

"Do you know the movie 'The Horse Whisperer'? Well, besides being one of the few movies I have seen so far, it reminded me of her. She had the gift of being able to talk to horses...not in an actual sense, but she understood them greatly. She could ride them like no other...perform amazing feats with them. Because of her special gift, she was known as Nalia the Horse Maiden."

Picking her up in my arms, I sat down on the curb and held her against me. Her tears cried into my shoulder was washing the blood away...

[lonestarxslayer]

I cried, I never did it before. As he held me, like my big brother used too, before he went to get a life of his own, that is. After a few moments I wiped my tears away from my eyesm and listen to him speak. I knew he was trying to distract me, and right now? I thanked him for it. More than he knows, anyway.

"Nalia?" I asked..softly. "Was she from Asia or something?" Looking up at the stars, as my tear stained face now stoped the eruption of water that went throw my eye ducks, and onto his shirt and mine, I stare at the elaborated bulbs of light.

"I'd like to go there someday..."

[watchknight]

Her crying abated, which was a good sign. We still had far to go before things were alright again though. If they ever had been...

"Yes, Nalia. No...not Asia, Europe."

Smiling, my hand reached up and began to gently run through her hair.

"We can go anytime you like...just say the word."

Continuing to do my best to comfort her unconditionally, I hoped she wouldn't turn away and leave me after this like everyone else had in my life.

"She came from a good family...was the only child to two loving parents. They raised and breeded horses...and Nalia loved them all. She would often go riding throughout the countryside...she was very happy. But the happiness went away after her parents died. Since this was the 1200's, the law was not in the favor of women, so the inheritance skipped her and went right to her uncle's cousin, the closest surviving male relative."

[lonestarxslayer]

"Only child of two loving parents.."

I smirked at that. Looking at the stars still, I didn't have a recalection to where we were suposed to head too, as he finnished his telling, I raised my head to look at him in the eyes. Smiling softly, sadly. And tiredly.

"So, where is this friend of yours?" I ask, changing the subject. "Anywhere near here?"

[watchknight]

She turned to face me, and smiled...not at all happy.

"Nalia? She died centuries ago...and there is far more to her story."

Blinking, I suddenly realized that she had meant Spike, not Nalia.

"Oh...Spike lives at his girlfriend's house. It's not that far. Did you want to hear the rest of the story or just go to the house?"

[lonestarxslayer]

"Not that I don't find your stories facinating.." I begin with a slight hint of laughter, "but, I'm tired and I kinda need a shower, Mike."

Leaning my head against his shoulder again, softly. For a moment. Taking a rest only for a second.

"Care to lead the way?"

[watchknight]

"Ah...I see."

Smiling knowingly, I lifted her up and began to carry her in my arms.

"Of course...and I'm going to carry you. No arguing about it either. I am...end of discussion. I'm going to look after you Erin...alot better then I have been. I promise."

Closing my eyes, I said a few soft, muttered words in Latin and Alturel shimmered and disappeared from where it lay, dropped by Erin. Opening my eyes, I down at her and smiled.

"Everything is going to be fine Erin, you're with me now. I won't let anything happen to you. I'm going to be here for you, and if you ever want to talk about anything, or do anything, then just come see me. I'm here for you."

Sensing a familiar presence nearby...two in fact, I slowed and began walking up to an unfamiliar house. Stepping up to the door, I pressed the doorbell with my knuckle, my hands being occupied holding Erin.

[lonestarxslayer]

Leaning against his shoulder, I didn't make arguments. I was dead-dog tired, my feet stung like I was walking on candle sticks. Or needles? Bah! I'm so redneck I don't know the difference, pain is pain. And it sucks.

As he rang the doorbell..probably 'bout twice, I yawned. Emphasising the boredom, though I had to surpass a giggle when he glared at me. So, while he still held me like a damsel-in-distress, which I'm waaaay too lazy to go all female-rights-activest, I lean over just an little and did the semi-tune to 'Jingle bells' after a moments pause before hand. Hey! I gave them a chance, it wans't like I just jumped to it. And I heard no, "OH! We're comming!" From anyone. So therefor, my actions was justified.

Meeting another look, I shrug innocently.

"What?"

[forever_spike]

Was sitting on the couch with Red watching cartoons when I heard the bell ring. Sat there for like ten minutes waiting for her to get up and answer it. Of course she didn't, so I dragged myself up and went to go see who it was. Opening the door, I saw that it was knight boy holding some girl...both were covered in pink. A wide smirk came across my face.

"Ye just made my bloody day...never took ya to like pink knight boy."

Looking down at the girl in his arms, I looked closer.

"'Ave another girl this time? Good on ya mate. 'Comin' a regular playboy like me. Bring her on inside."

Stepping away, I left them to go sit back on the couch.

"Do whatever ye want...just try ta keep the noise down and everythin' below PG-13."