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idjitlili · 3 years

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You're dead lachance.

Spike btvs x reader

Summary: Being Giles niece, going to America with him, only to meet Spike. There is anonymous request in here, 'getting locked in a room with Spike.'

A/n: slightly in Sundale , but mostly based in Los Angeles, the reader is British, due to being related to Giles. Hey, that's good for me , I'm British too. There's a request from anon but I'm not going to say to keep it a surprise. Malteser is a chocolate ball. How come I can write this much now? But I've got assignment s at are only 2000k words.

Word count:5019 Longest imagine yet.

Warnings: Language, Twilight hate references,period, questioning if vampires eat that answer is no or unconfirmed.

Not even a week ago, you had came home , only for your parental figure to rush to the door to greet you. Not long after that you were packing your suitcase for America , apparently your uncle Rupert had invited you out there. It had quite literally been years seen you had seen him, but not long until you would again.

In fact , it hadn't been even twenty four hours , before you were stood in his magic store. You weren't even sure why Rupert had brought you here. The suitcase that held your belongings , stood at your feet as Rupert had welcomed you in, unlike your uncle had expected , the shop was completely empty, people wise.

Forced to sit down, while Rupert made you a tea,informing you that he would get you settled at his home once he finished closing up his shop. What it felt like hours to you ,waiting, deciding it was best to read the book you had brought with you, not that you could really concentrate you just wanted to get cleaned up , in honesty.

Fingers tapping against the pine table , trying to read Boromir's last moments in Lord of the rings, re reading the same paragraph over , and over. "I tried to take the Ring from Frodo ' , he glance strayed to his fallen enemies,20." Re reading those words same words, unable to comprehend them, like your brain was blocked by a tinfoil hat, that's bullshit. Three arrows he had been struck with, yet he was still able to kill twenty highly trained orcs , more than an average vampire could do.

You were no stranger to vampires , you hadn't encountered one to say, but you knew of Rupert job as a watcher. Though you had watched Lord of the rings many times (or not it's just replace it) and yet you still couldn't pass it , didn't Rupert have workers to clean his shop? Repeating those words , still. "Hello ,love." You almost peed yourself , standing up abruptly launching your book at the thing that had pulled you out of your distracted book reading.

Bragging your lighter from your pocket, self defence lighter, holding in front of you. As the flame lit,lifting your head up at your 'attacker' , only to be met with a smirk and platinum leather wearing man, who had caught your book with ease. "Really a lighter?" British, you had not spoken to one American , since landing.

You had just continued to stare at him not quite certain what to say, until he did again. "So , Boromir ,hm?" You hadn't notice him step forward , holding your book for you to take back, hesitating you took it from him slowly. "Uh, yes. Thank you,but ,um, who are you?"

"Spike, and you are?"Who names there son after a sharp object? Spike had smugly smiled , placing his in his trouser pockets, it was if he was proud. You didn't get a chance to respond to Spike, before Rupert had reappeared , standing between you and Spike.

"Spike , get away from my niece, I will not allow you to corrupt her." Spike had gasped dramatically, putting his had over his mouth ,"You're related to him? But Blimey he's all ARGH and you're not." Spikes face of disgust when he looked at your uncle, Rupert had removed his glasses and began cleaning his glasses.

"Was that supposed to be a compliment?" Picking up your bags , as Rupert ushered Spike out of the shop, with you behind to lock up, it now being dark. "It was lovely to meet you , Giles attractive niece.." "Y/n." "Y/n.." Repeating your name back slowly smiling , only if you knew he was an evil defective vampire.

"Quit the flirting Spike, she's not going to be here long." That was the last you saw of Spike , for now anyways. It wasn't even another 24 hours later , your uncle had sent you off to Los Angeles , to Wesley at Wolfram & Hart.

Wesley...you had seen him in years , since he left England. You being younger than him by some years , but you had been friends with him , being connected to Giles and all. You were brought to America to work for an evil law firm not your ideal future.

That was a year ago , not as bad as you had originally thought, Angel the CEO was indeed broody but he was trying to make a difference. In fact , the job paid very well, and all you did really read up on demons and sometimes view bodies for symbols and such.

Perhaps,yes, it did get quite lonely, it wasn't like you had you mum to make you meals or anything. All you could have was calls from her now and then. Wesley was your friend; but he was too busy flirting with Fred. The others well, you weren't close friends, just friends.

Today was not a great day for you, first you had gotten to work without lunch, forgotten a jacket, and Angel scheduled a meeting but you had fallen down the stairs three times. Ten minutes late, a huge bruise on your head , ruffled hair and clothing not looking very bodacious.

Knocking on the door to Angel's office three times gently , before waiting for his response to allow you in. Everyone staring at you , your face flushed with embarrassment. "I-I'm so sorry, you won't believe today has been horrible, I wouldn't have been late if I hadn't of fallen down the same stairs three times."

Heavily breathing from all the rushing, head aching like you had just hit your head falling down the stairs, Angel and the others looking at you with slight sympathy. "I've got to get a look at this muppet." That voice, you knew that that voice, until Spike had appeared from the corner of the meeting room , as you and Angel were about to walk into the room.

Almost bumping into Spike as you and him both met the door at the same time. You two would've bumped right into each other, but he passed right though you. Turning back around to see if you imagined that or not, turns out you didn't Spike was stood in front you , looking at you , with gaped mouth which didn't last long until he was smiling.

"W-what?H-how did y-" "Nice to see you again , love. Well, not long after you left I saved the world, and died. No need to thank me , love," Angel had coughed , pulling your attention from Spike charming smile he was sending your way, to him gesturing you to sit.

Spike had not decided to sit down , but to stand behind Angel at an Angel, one to annoy Angel which you could already see in his face , two to be in eye range of you. Not that he liked you , he full loved Buffy, for now anyways.

Angel had officially began the meeting , head-aching still, probably why you couldn't concentrate, concussion. All you could think was , wow Casper the friendly ghost, well you didn't know he wasn't , and that he was a vampire.

So lost in thought ,well no just pain , you didn't hear the calling of your name or snapping of fingers in front of your open eyes.

"Y/n? Y/n?" Only when there is a touch of a small hand on your shoulder , you realise , looking up to see Fred. "Yes, sorry. Um , I hit my head a bit too hard."

"Angel , she needs to go to a doctor. Her head is literally bleeding out , ""Yeah you should've sent her straight away, she fell down the fucking stairs, for a vampire with a soul , you have no compassion." Spike had interrupted Wesley, to criticise Angel.

You had a couple of days off last week , to visit your family, hence you hadn't seen Spike there before that. You had fallen off your chair when you had felt a hand on your shoulder, moving to see if that was Angel or Lorne, but it wasn't.

"Already on your knees for me?" Spike, staring down at you , smirking what a shock. "I'm not even on my knees, I'm on my butt. Plus what you want me to do mime."

"Okay, okay, Hon, let's go take to a doctor." Lorne had helped you up, as Spike had smiled Wider, as you both left, with some calls of sympathy's.

You only had to have you bloody head , in your hairline glued back together. Not surprising when there was blood dripping down your face like a waterfall. Other than that you were back the next day, carrying on your week like you would normally would.

Each week that went by Spike would come visit your office, mostly at lunch, knowing you didn't leave your office to socialise, only to use the bathroom. It had started with him using the excuse that he wanted to see how you were doing , after falling down the stairs, which was quite hard to believe,as he didn't seem like the caring type.

Then it he came to your office to tell you stories about him saving the world and just recently , almost being killed by another ghost.

You hadn't even seen that when he entered your office he used the door by turning the handle, instead of going through it. Not at least until he had spooked you again ,placing his hand your shoulder squeezing it slightly. Falling again out of you chair, probably would've smacked the back of your head on your desk.

If you weren't grabbed by your forearms, and were lifted back onto your feet, by rough hands... Spike had scared you to death again, yet this time he had saved your fall. Pulling a arm from his, looking into his eyes, as you brought your hand to his cheek, your finger tips against his cheek bone. His skin soft, not how you would've imagined.

Cold.

His skin, cold , but now he isn't a ghost? So why does he feel like the other side of the pillow on a summer night. Moments go by ,not many , before you pulled away again. "Fred , s-she figured out how to bring y-you back?" Still wondering why he felt like ice, also to hide the embarrassment that you had touched his face without asking.

"No, someone sent me some post," The distance between you two was more than close, your legs pressed against your desk, Spike's face barely inches away, he must've closed in on you. "Oh lovely,um have you had anything to eat yet?" He had smiled at you , with lust in glittering in his eyes , but not for what you might think, but hunger.

"I have not." Don't turn Edward ,please, no one wants that ,'Oh I'm sorry Bella but you might die if we fuck, because of my huge Thanos sized dick.' "Oh , well I've got , um, some sandwiches, that's if you want to share." You had gently made your way passed Spike as he nodded slightly suggesting we would share, to get into your bag, reaching for your lunch bag.

Both sitting at the sofa in your handing Spike a sandwich, as you held yours, facing each other, sitting on your calves, well Spike couldn't do that , if you know what you mean. Not long after you had reached for your flask , pouring it into your cup. "Tea?" Spike had grabbed the cup from your hand, drinking a fair lot down, before handing it back to you, mixture of crumbs and tea around his mouth. "You know how to make good tea, not those bloody Americans , milk first , bloody bullshit."

Before anything was said, Lorne had burst into the room , panic washed over his face. "Angel needs you both , quick honeys! We don't have time to spare." To say the least you were confused , never less you all headed to Angel's office and soon enough you were all, Angel, Spike, Fred, Gunn, Wesley, and Lorne were driving to a safe house. 'A rescue mission.' Apparently, you didn't even know who you were supposed to rescue, all you knew was you was all supposed to stay here until they arrived.

Sounded fishy , and you were right to think so, not long after you all discovered it was a trap. Probably just about a hundred vampires, were lurking around the property, waiting...

The floors creaking as you all walked across the the pine wood hallway, not to mention you had barely any fighting stills, all you held was a stake. The others well that ways a mixture of axes , and stakes. Sorry not only vampires in this house, spirits too. Spike had paired off with you , whilst the others did the same , you both walked into a bedroom, which was thick with mould and dust.

Not even one step in the door had slammed shut, Spike had immediately tried the door body slamming against , but it was no use. As you made your way to the window, "Spike.." BANG still going at the door , "SPIKE." Whisper shouting to him, gesturing for him to come over , once he had heard you.

"Vampires..." pulling you away from the window, out of sight." We need to get out of here, now."

"Where? we can't get out of here." Looking around the room there was no options. You don't even get to take a breath ; before the window is smashed in as well of the door, you are both completely circled , 7 vampires. Before you know it they are lunged for you , gripping your stake tightly , as you fight a vampire off , with struggle , god damnit. Where's David from lost boys, instead you are stuck with one that's never brushed it's teeth.

Finally stabbing it in the heart. Proof another one bites the dust. Now there was even more dust in this house. The rest of the vampires were dead, you didn't realise that Spike had taken on the rest with no struggle, turning to face you after dusting the last one, his face,his face. He was one of them, he had been dead this whole time , even when he was brought back.

"Y-you're a vampire?" Shocked was to say the least what you were feeling , he had turned back laughing lightly.

"What were you expecting? The Easter bunny?Did you think I was human? This whole time, oh love." It wasn't that you felt like you trusted him less after finding out but still, you're an idiot, no you are not. "I thought you were because you are my food; Plus I thought vampires were evil?"

"I wasn't going to refuse a sandwich. I have Soul, love. For your information, I got it the hard way, not like that brooding bugger."

"Sorry, Can we go now?" Thus Spike tried the door again, it had opened, both of you rushed out and down the stars , out the doors to find the others in the car waiting , like it was a robbery.

Your lunches with Spike continued even months after finding out he was a vampire; yet now you packed enough lunch for the two of you. Though he could just have his blood, but no he wanted your food. In honesty he was lucky that you actually shared your food with him.

You were sure that Spike must've preferred the company of Fred over you, and there was a day that he didn't have lunch with you. Apparently he had went to see Buffy , yet he was back the next day, why he hadn't stayed with the woman he loved , that was unknown to you. Thus there he was having lunch with you everyday you were at work.

You had even watched Lost boys with him one lunch. "You think I'm like that ponce?" Why the offices had TVs you had no idea. You had told Spike that he had reminded you of David. "W-what, It's not that hard to believe , first both of you have cool hair , two he is evil but the evil that you're like wow he's not that bad , he's cute and maybe he not what he seems. Like Loki, God of mischief." Spike had scoffed, laughing slightly.

"Did you just call me cute? I'm bad , I'm evil, mortals quiver under my wrath." He had made a toothy scrunched face , whilst bringing his hands up like he was a bear attacking, only to make you grin harder. "Okay, now you are a kinky Loki 'quiver under my wrath' seriously?"

"And how would you know what's kinky, love?" His words delivered with a smirk , that made your cheeks redden just by his gaze. "Uh,um, well I read a lot- I MEAN I do stuff all the time like last night.. he had a cane."

"Oh really, he had a cane?"

"Yep thats correct."

"Well that's a shame, love , because I've seen you face stuck in your books , blushing... and I can smell the innocence radiating off of you."

"Hey! Don't go smelling that, so you're telling me that when I have my period you can smell that too? You know what don't answer that, nor do I want to know if you've ever eaten that. Nor do I want to know why I thought of that.." Throwing a Malteser at him, would've hit him if he hadn't caught it in his mouth.

"I cannot believe you just said that. Love, you have too much time over thinking."

"No doubt , that's why I was never popular , let's pretend I never said that thing and only that compared you to David and Loki, hm?"

"Of course, I wish you hadn't given me the idea,joking I swear."

"Uh, I don't know if you like men or not but when the male part is erected it's one of the most blood filled appendages plus I looked you up, William the bloody, maybe that's how you got your name.." Yes maybe you spent more than your lunch hour not doing work, sitting cross legged now facing Spike completely , who just had turned his upper body from the tv.

Angel though, you'd think he was just happy , happy that Spike wasn't in his office constantly annoying him. It wasn't easy for anyone to keep Spike entertained. "I do not suck cocks nor have I ever , love, I have nothing against those that do,but I assure you that my terrible poetry is the only reason for the name, "

"Nothing to do with you killing hundreds of people?"

"Oh yeah, that too." Nothing more was spoken, you both had went back watching until lunch was over, then you were back to work. By five you had left to go home , not even two hours later you had realised you had left your house keys in your office. You had went to the shops, for some general stuff , hence why you hadn't realised you had left your keys.

Making it back to Wolfram & Hart , around nine o'clock, deciding to get some food , for after you got your keys and got home finally. The security man, Dean, had let you , well no he had was turned doing something and you slipped in, the rest of the firm was dark , everyone had left, or that's what you had thought.

Opening your office door, with your key, why you had it separated from your house key , you don't know , but it was lucky you had one set otherwise someone could've went through your stuff. Well there wasn't much really interesting, ancient books and such. Rushing to your desk in the dark searching everywhere , under your desk, in the draws, the floor.

Finally finding them down the side of the sofa , which you were sat at with Spike, watching Lost boys. When the door swings open , you are quickly grabbed by the foreman's and are shoved against the wall."what are doing here?" The mans voice, aggressive, yet you know who it belonged to, Spike. No very difficult to figure out as you spent at least an hour with him , five times a week, for months.

"Uh, I just left my keys." Spikes grip had loosened on your arms slightly. " Y/n?" Pushing him off of you,"yes, yes it's me , thanks for attacking me, " It was pitch black in your office , only the light from the moon , now on your face , part of it anyways.

"Well, Bloody hell, love you shouldn't be in an evil law firm by your lonesome , especially at night."

"What you are going to eat me now?" Spike wasn't even a foot away; if he was a live you'd feel his breath on your face. Instead the cold air surrounded you, Spikes arm above your head closing you in, only being able to look at his face , an outline of it. "Oh, you'd just love that, wouldn't you,pet?" You had scoffed lightly at him.

"Shut up, my foods getting cold , and I don't like it in here." Ducking under Spikes arm, grabbing your food and key, before making your way out your office and the building. Spike following you ,but the security guard was gone and the door was locked , no way out.

"Well isn't that bloody brilliant."

"There's no way we are getting out of here , till morning ,"

"Can't we call someone?"

"I don't know , do you have anyone's number?" That was it , you both had headed back to your office , found some candle, since the electricity had been turned off, at on the floor with your food. You weren't sure why he decided to stay with you , maybe it was just that you had food.

Your back against the sofa , as you both ate , you were in no doubt that you were talking tomorrow off. You knew you or Spike was going to have to sleep on the sofa, ah yes perfect, back pains. "Why were you here so late anyways?" After finishing your mouthful of food, why Spike would want to lurk here at night , that was unknown.

"Just snooping through Angels stuff, then I heard you, so."

"Ah, of course." Smirking at you , leaning back his palms behind him, sideways on from you, uh , you're not Ryan Reynolds? Actual um, sorry but you're hotter. Your food all gone , except the small amount of drink left.

"Honestly this couldn't be a better day, my keys fell down the side of the sofa , and I didn't realise until I went home. Then this happened , and now we are stuck here, when I could be at home, sleeping."

"It's not so bad, you could've been stuck here with Angel, love."

" You really don't like Angel, I'm not surprised he makes small problems seem unsolvable. Yet within a couple of hours , all is fine. Actually that sounds a lot like me, over thinking everything. But yeah Angels is a bit of an arse."

Spike only smirking at you, in return.

Glancing at your watch , 12:03 , you were only lucky that Spike was able to pick the lock on the toilets. Otherwise you don't know what you would've done, ah yes, peeing yourself in front a rather good looking , dead man. Leaving your office to go pee again , before returning rubbing your eyes as you walked through the door.

"Are you going to get some sleep, love?" Spike had cleaned up all the rubbish, throwing it all away, you wouldn't expect that from dead guy, former mummy's boy. "Uh, if the sofa wasn't built like a rock, yes , but since that's the case no." Settling back onto the floor, careful not to catch on fire, as you crossed passed some of candles.

Instead of Spike replying yet , he had stood up and made his way to the sofa , plopping himself onto it, with poof. "You got to be joking love , you clearly never have lived in a crypt." W h at was it wish vampires living in crypts , or complaining that their huge cold dick will spilt a human in half. Turning to face the sofa, not being able to see Spike, letting out a dry laugh.

"Yeah that doesn't convince me, are you just so old that you don't remember that every day at lunch that I sit on that sofa with you?" Spike had sat up to look at you with a glare ,yet again scoffing. "Well then , Pet, how about you come lay on me, I'm very comfortable."

Without thought you had gotten up , and thrown yourself onto Spike, both groaning as your back slammed into Spikes chest. He was lucky really that your butt bone , not tail bone, the top of your leg one, didn't smash into his parts. Instead he had wrapped around you so you were stuck in place. "I see what you are doing."

"And what is that?"

"I body slammed you, now you're cuddling with me? Mental , you're an ice cube, yeahh sureeee so comfortable, I love being engulfed by Vanilla ice." Not that he looked much like Vanilla ice but it's a little funny, not really but.

"Hey, I won't stand to be your cushion , with your bullying."

"Didn't you kill hundreds of people? And you get defensive when I call you Robert van Wrinkle?" Turning your head to look up to Spike who was looking down on you, shuffling so that you were laying next to the sofa back and on Spike with your hand on his chest.

"Love,I'll eat you, try sleep." This isn't a Loki imagine when he kidnaps you and it turns out he's a vampire , and he gets busy and drinks your blood for a fetish. Spikes arms around your shoulder , eventually falling asleep with your head on his chest.

Everything was fine, until Wesley and the rest of them had came looking for you. As you was supposed to be in a meeting with them in the morning , so was Spike but they were worried for you.

"Couldn't they do that at home?"

"Can I poke them with a stick?"

"Ah yes, poke the mass murdering vampire , very smart ,Gunn. "

No consideration of being quiet, you both had been woken, it wouldn't be that surprising if Spike was pretending to be asleep , to avoid talking to people he didn't like very much except Fred.

Waking up to see a bunch of people just smiling at you at , wasn't the best. "So, Spike what about Buffy?" Sitting up ,before standing up from Spike, must've hurt having a whole body on you all night , maybe it didn't effect him because he has super strength? Spike just turned to sit on the sofa , unimpressed facial expression, hunched.

"Buffy has her own life, I'm not apart of it."

"I-is this all you came her for? To wake us? And taunt? I'm taking the day off ," No uncertainty that you wanted to get home, and shower and eat. You had looked back at Spike who had looked back , standing up. "I'll drive you." Grabbing your bag, before bow in front of Angel for whatever reason. "Thank you so much for locking us in an evil law firm all night. Bye Fred, Wesley, Gunn , Lorne."

"Bye hon." Lorne was always a sweetheart , wishing that every guy was like him, kindest soul and very much cute. Spike and you had left after you had sent Lorne a smile. Walking out with bed hair and day old clothes , not that Spike had offered his arm but you were still holding onto to walk.

Walking past Harmony, she had sent daggers your way, why doesn't she just kidnap Orlando Bloom or something. Gripping onto Spikes arm tighter , walking down the stairs, not falling this time, thankfully. Before you made it to Angels' car park, and got into one of this favourite cars. "Uh, are we supposed to be taking Angels car?"

"What? It's mine, love, what are you going on about?" Opening the the car door at the same time , settling in the seats before slamming the door shut. The windows of the car , made from the same glass that wolfram & Hart was supplied with, since the cars were supplied by wolfram & Hart for Angel, a vampire. That also meant that Spike could drive in the sunlight protected.

"Okay, okay." Once you had made it into your building car park, Spike had walked with you up to your door. Being finally able to unlock your door, with your shopping ,lucky there wasn't any fridge nor freezer items. Turning back to Spike who just stood at your door, grinning slightly.

"T-thank you for staying with me yesterday, and for driving me home." A small blush upon your face, it wasn't unknown to you that you had developed a crush on Spike , how couldn't you? "That's alright ,love." Still stood in front of you, looking into your e/c eyes , you staring into his brightly lit blue ones. He was waiting for you to say or to do something.

Leaning to the side of his face, to press a peck onto his pale toned cheek. Instead of course , he had turned and you ended up pressing your lips , onto his briefly. Pulling away red cheeked , Spike now smirking at you again. "H-hey um, do you want to come and watch Lord of the rings with me?" You weren't sure what you was supposed to say after kissing someone accidentally.

"I would," thus that you held your door open wide, "I invite you into my home."

Therefore, you watched Lord of the rings with a dead man.

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it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream · 3 years

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It’s so dark - pt 2 (Spike x Reader)

Warning: Mentions of death, swearing, angst

word count: 1,576

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You don't know how long you had been lying on the cold sodden cemetery ground staring up at the balls of gas in the sky we call stars. They were so beautiful. You'd never really taken the time to appreciate the little things in life. You were dying.

You could feel you body getting colder, could almost feel the blood draining from your body and seeping into the earth beneath you. A tear slipped from the corner of your eye and you looked up blinking, staring into the eyes of your crying vampire. You shakily lifted your crimson palm to cup his stoney cheek.

“Shhhh Spike, It’s okay, it’s okay.” You could hear Giles and everyone talking behind you, Willow and Tara were sat on either side of you chanting something gibberish and Buffy had just finished off the vampire that did this to you. God, you'd think with all your training or something you would have been able to stop this but it all happened too quick, you just had to save spike. You loved him too much to see him turn to ash.

Spike brought you into his arms and cried into your hair, his firm hands gripping onto your bleeding body for dear life, you were crying because this was it, as much as you had hated your father in the beginning for being away with the slayer you wanted to get to know him and reconnect, you thought you had all the time in the world. Then there was Spike, your leather clad knight in shinning armour, the love of your life and you his. The greatest love in his lifetime. You cried into him as you felt your soul slipping away, your eyes blurry, looking up at the night sky, one last sigh.

“I love you William.”

- unknown p.o.v.-

“Hybrid, you shouldn't be here, it is not your time yet, you’ve not realised your true destiny, born of Slayer lineage and Warlock, you harness great powers that with this love sacrifice will be fully realised when you rise from the earth re-born!”

You woke with a start. God what a weird dream…. until you realised, it wasn't a dream at all as you stared up at the lid of the wooden box that encased your very much alive body. You gasped and your hands flew to where the metal rod had once protruded from your skin. Nothing, no mark, no hole, like nothing ever happened. You started to panic.. You were in a coffin and everyone thought you were dead. What did that voice mean destiny? Slayer and Warlock lineage? You looked down, your body clad in your favourite black dress and on your chest.. spikes pendant he always wore around his neck. Your eyes welled up and you screamed as it started getting harder and harder to breath. You needed to get out, you punched the top of the lid with all the strength you could muster from your lying position and much to your surprise you heard a loud crack. You coughed and blinked as earth fell on your face, you hated to think what creepy crawlies were in the box with you.

It had felt like a life time but you had managed to completely break through the layer of wood holding you hostage. The earth was hard and cold, your fingers racked the earth urgently, holding your breath as much as you could. It was like trying to swim to the surface of a pool but you never knew when you'd break through the top. You started panicking as the breath slipped away from you bit by bit. You just wished the ground would open up and let you out. You dug harder and harder and all of a sudden you felt a breeze, the earth had opened up…. as if by magic. Your fingers tingled, you watched what looked like purple smoke recede into your mud covered finger tips. Right now, you didn't question it, all you knew is you didn't like being buried alive. Your body squeezed from the hole in the ground and on tired achey arms you pulled yourself up and rolled onto your back, this time very much alive, and once again looking at the stars.

You had tried to brush as much mud and leaves off as possible, but it wasn't worth trying. You stood slowly, scared your legs might give, turning, you glimpsed the white pearly headstone with your name engraved. Normally it would take a while to get a headstone when someone died, however, given Sunnydale’s reputation for people dropping dead every to minutes, there were a few places you could get one from around here. You gulped and held back tears, oh god, everyone must be out of their minds. How has this all happened.

You didn't know where to go first, your heart knew where it wanted to go… to your platinum blonde boyfriends crypt, but you also didn't want to freak him out, and part of you wanted to find out what was actually happening to you incase this was all some sort of twisted trick and living wasn't the permeant situation… You found your legs carrying you towards your fathers house before your brain realised what was happening. You must have thought subconsciously that, surely, your father should know all about this? But what if seeing you alive puts him into shock… I guess it would be a risk you'd have to take unless…. there was always Willow and Tara…

Before long you had changed direction and you were headed to the apartment that Willow and Tara shared. It was the middle of the night, the town roads lit up by nothing but the dull amber glow of street lights, the wind rustling through the bitter air and you, alone, barefoot, hopefully walking towards some answers and a much needed shower.

Stopping, you looked up at the apartment building, part of you felt guilty that you were probably about to wake them but then you shook yourself remembering you just rose from the dead. Scoffing, you reached for the door handle that lead you into the block of apartments, locked. Of course it’s locked. You tried it again but no use… god, if the thing about having witchy powers was true then they sure would have been helpful now.. You felt stupid but you focused, placing your hand on the door knob, thinking and challenging some sort of energy into the door handle. You didn't have a fucking clue what you were doing but you had been around Willow and Tara to know a small thing or two. Before you knew it, the same purple smokey tendrils present at your gravesite, pulsed from your palm and the door flew open with a bang. Whoops…

You'd only been to Willow and Tara’s apartment once, it was fairly new and they hadn't been there very long. You still remembered the way, following the grey marble tiles down the second story corridor to door number 3. You hesitated, you were nervous, scared… all of the above, but with a deep breath you took the plunge and rapped your fist on the door. At first you didn't know if anyone was in, no lights, no sounds of movement, but then a glimmer of hope as you heard a groan and the side light next to the sofa switched on. Here goes..

To say they were shocked was an understatement.. Tara was the one who had answered the door, she had screamed and knocked the lamp of the side table while staring at you with wide frightened eyes. Obviously all the commotion alerted willow who was in the other room, and she came out magic at the ready, poised to fight anything evil at the door. She too was shocked, disbelief fluttering across her facial features, then a grin and she was hugging you tightly and ushering you into the dimly lit apartment.

After they had helped you wash up, brushed the twigs and dirt from your hair and sat you down with some coffee, you filled them in on everything that had happened. Explaining the weird voice, the prophecy, having to claw your way out of your coffin after you woke up again. Willow was healing your hands with some charms while Tara scoured through book after book, trying to find anything that might explain what had actually happened. But nothing. It had been hours and there was nothing. Yous sighed falling back into the sofa only one person on your mind. You sadly looked at Willow.

“How is Spike?” She turned to you slowly.

“He’s not in a good way Y/N, Maybe you should go and see him, the last time I saw him he left your grave plot and went back to his crypt demanding to be left alone.” You couldn't help but let a couple of tears fall.

“Theres nothing more I want than to go and see Spike, b-but what if this isn't permanent, what if this is some cruel joke and I see him and then I just die again..” You were really crying now, the full weight of what had happened setting in. Without saying anything Tara and Willow enclosed their arms around you and held you… for how long you didn't know.. all you knew was the sun rose and you were living to see another day.

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Spike: Are you alright? You didn’t get enough sleep last night.

Buffy: I got a solid eight minutes.

Buffy:...not consecutively, but still it’s fine you’re not even that blurry.

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Ciao Spike,

oggi è un giorno speciale per il mondo in cui vivo: inizia un nuovo anno, un nuovo capitolo che porta con sé opportunità e sogni nuovi. Ho deciso di cominciare il tutto scrivendo queste righe nella speranza che tu, in un modo o nell'altro, riesca a leggerle.

Buffy-The Vampire Slayer è una serie televisiva che esiste da quando io avevo solo un anno (sono nata nel 1996), già la conoscevo quando ero molto piccola ma soltanto due mesi fa l'ho riscoperta vedendola con gli occhi di una 22enne, e ho conosciuto te: questa è stata la miglior distrazione che potesse capitarmi durante l'ultimo periodo.

Episodio dopo episodio, specialmente dalla quarta stagione del telefilm, ho imparato ad apprezzare il tuo carattere pepato da stronzo dal cuore tenero, le tue velenose frecciatine a chi ti sta intorno, il tuo essere fin troppo diretto e il tuo lato oscuro, <<il mostro>>, come in tanti lo chiamano. Tuttavia tu sei molto di più di questo: ho avuto a che fare con numerosi -fin troppi, a mio parere- esseri umani, e ti assicuro che nessuno di questi nel corso della sua vita si comporta da <<meno mostro>> di te, non importa per mezzo di quale azione, le parole uscite da quella fogna che osano chiamare bocca fanno molto più male di un morso sul collo.

Io in te ho visto tutto ciò che ho sempre cercato relazionandomi con il sesso opposto: la totale devozione alla donna amata, l'amore incondizionato fino alla fine (al quale cominciavo a non credere più), la sofferenza di chi ha tanto bisogno di amore ma ha trovato soltanto delusioni -nel tuo caso, se posso permettermi, Buffy sarà una grande guerriera e cacciatrice, ma per come ha osato trattarti sentimentalmente parlando si sarebbe meritata soltanto due pugni ben assestati e una lezione su come comportarsi con gli uomini. Ho rivisto nella tua storia ciò che io ho vissuto durante la mia adolescenza, un'ossessione amorosa che mi ha prosciugato cuore e corpo, che ha tirato fuori il peggio di me, una parte della mia storia che in pochissimi conoscono.

Ci sono stati momenti in cui ho davvero desiderato che tu fossi reale, che tu fossi in carne ed ossa, per poterti dire tutto questo di persona e dimostrarti che l'amore, quello vero, può esistere ancora: perché è questo che provo nei tuoi confronti, Spike, chi mi sente parlare di te se ne accorge (anche il mio ragazzo, rendiamoci conto) e non m' importa di dar da pensare sulla mia salute mentale, al cuore non si comanda. L'unica certezza che ho in questo momento è che se tu fossi vero, e a me piace pensare che in qualche modo lo sia, correrei subito da te, a costo di dover rifarmi una vita al polo opposto del globo.

Mi piacerebbe raccontarti dei sogni che ho fatto su di noi, di te che parcheggiavi la tua auto nera davanti al mio ristorante etnico preferito, di te che percorrevi le strade principali del centro del mio paese, di quando mi dicevi <<Hai la faccia di una che si ascolta i Satyricon>>.

Ora che sai ciò che tu significhi per me, aspetto stanotte per poterti di nuovo incontrare, gli unici momenti in cui siamo davvero solo io e te. Porta pure un disco Punk, potremmo cominciare a creare insieme la nostra colonna sonora.

Forse un giorno mi chiamerai <<piccola>> o <<amore>>, o troverai un nomignolo correlato al viola dei miei capelli. Nel frattempo, continuo a cercarti.

Giadith.

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Okay, ladies this chapter is a little bit longer than the first chapter just give you all a taste of how I've written the story. So anyway I'll to the chapter and as always I hope you enjoy, but be sure to leave a comment down below and don't forget to hit that follow button for more Spike chapters!

Word count : 22,557

Warnings: Rage, nonviolence, sweet moments, feelings progressing.

Chapter two: It's not you're fault.

Chloe arrived in Sunnydale around nine o'clock at night, Joyce, her mother had been parked outside the airport waiting for Chloe to come out the automatic doors. Chloe's eyes filled with jet lag as the plane flight was rather boring and much to her mind very trying. The man that was next to her would flirt nonstop and badger her into going out with him after they had landed.

To make matters worse,Chloe followed into the ladies restroom by the man. But much to the dismay of the man, Chloe knew how to cut off the flow of blood to the brain and knocked him out, placing his head on the toilet seat with the toilet seat down.

'Nothing is this easy anymore.' Chloe thought as she grabbed her luggage off of the beltway and headed down the escalator, slowly moving down the escalator belt. Buffy and Dawn's heads peeked through Chloe's vision. A smile twisted itself onto Chloe's lips.

"Chloe!!!" Dawn's voice blasted out as she booked it as Chloe stepped off the escalator, Dawn crashed into Chloe as Chloe's arms wrapped around her sister's shoulder, Dawn's head met Chloe's chest.

" My, you've gotten taller. A little thinner than I remember. " Joked Chloe laughing a bit as Dawn gasped in offensively as Buffy came over and smiled.

Chloe knew very well what that smile meant. Break up with a boy, She really liked.

"What was his name." Chloe gave Buffy the 'I know' sister look as Chloe asked.

"Angel. That's all I'm willing to say and please don't tell mom." Buffy whines as Chloe smirks and walks them out to the car.

Chloe felt eyes following her every move. Buffy and Dawn were already in the car waiting for Chloe to get in.

Chloe thought she saw the same blue eyes from her dreams from the last couple of nights ago. And..Platinum blonde hair?!?!

Chloe started to scan the airport lot, feeling aura, Chloe's eyes flashed yellow for a brief moment. The figure disappeared. Chloe's eyes narrowed not believing the stranger is gone now.

Lights of the airport flickered as Chloe opened the car door and closed it as Joyce drove back to the house. As Buffy and Dawn exit from the car along with Joyce. Chloe knew that they're being followed from the airport.

Dawn had stopped at the threshold of the door as Chloe stood in the front yard.

Chloe's favorite weapon to use was a steel baseball bat that her mother had given to Chloe in her youth.

It always stayed by the door, Chloe looked towards Dawn, signaling her to toss her the steel bat.

As Chloe's ears were picking up on footsteps coming towards the tree and stops. Steel toed boots. Chloe's hand grips the bat tight.

"You can come out of your own accord or we can do this the hard way. " Chloe stood by her words, unable to see what she was up against. But the feeling in her stomach was blooming. Chloe felt that feeling in the dreams she was having. A pair of blue eyes pierce out from behind the tree and Chloe's eyes widened with shock, slowly turning to normal.

It was him. The man who she had been dreaming about for the past few weeks. Nothing but him, the fates were cruel, but this could also be a blessing.

With Holding her breath, Chloe stood there silently,still bat in her hands.

"Spike? What are you doing here? Buffy said the next time she sees you, she'll stake you." The name Dawn had used just then something inside of Chloe clicked.

A hunger that had been locked away, for what seemed like a thousand life times. Spike's head tilted to the side, observing her with a familiar gleam in his eyes and Dawn knew what it was. Spike was drawn to her older sister, Chloe.

"Hey, little bit. I thought I ought to check on you and sister but it seems that you've got some company." Spike smirked as Chloe stood just staring down Spike. Not knowing what to say or expect of the situation.

Dawn smiled briefly. " This is Buffy's and mine's sister, Chloe. Chloe, this is Spike. He used to be the town's big bad.." Chloe narrowed her eyes to Spike before placing the bat on her shoulders and laying her hands over the side of the bat, almost relaxed.

Spike was surprised that there was another Summers, maybe they didn't tell him because normally, it's none of his business. Him being nosey as he is, he never would have guessed.

Being the oldest out of the Summers Sisters, Chloe had to provide and Protect her family no matter what cause. Chloe had finished college before coming out to Sunnydale and the council knew that she'd be staying for awhile.

Chloe's old room was Buffy's but when their father left, Chloe went with him. After L.A, it wasn't the same as before. The town was small but comfortable with the town being a giant hellmouth. What else was there? Dating? Hanging out with friends? What friends, Chloe never had friends. What was the point of it all? If they were just going to be killed.

Chloe stuck to what she was good at, being loyal and just reading a good book, friends were out of the question. Chloe came back from out of her thoughts, Dawn and Spike were just waiting for her to say or do something, anything.

Buffy had just opened the front door to see what was taking so long for Chloe and Dawn to bring luggage from out of the trunk of the car.

When Buffy had locked eyes with Spike, Buffy charged as Spike waited for the impact of the first punch to the jaw, it never came.

Spike had closed his eyes when Buffy charged. Chloe had dropped the baseball bat and caught Buffy's fist within her hand. Chloe's brow crossed with anger.

" Chloe. Let go of me..now."Buffy grunt trying to pull her hand out of Chloe's grip. Chloe's grip tightly more and more Buffy struggled. As Spike's eyes widened at The eldest Sister.

"-You know that telling me what to do is pointless. Right? Sorry about my little bratty sister. She has no manners at all." Chloe smirked wickedly at Buffy and Buffy knew she was in deep shit.

Buffy stopped struggling and Chloe let go of Buffy's fist and it relaxed back into her side. Chloe strides towards Dawn after looking at Buffy knowing that she should get her ass in the house.

Buffy huffed as Spike Chuckles in pure joy at Buffy's misery. Spike wonders why Chloe had saved him from being Buffy's punching bag? To him it didn't seem to make any sort of sense.

'She's different from little bit and Slayer. How come they've never mentioned her before?'

Spike thought about this for a while before he heard the door open as Spike booked it behind the tree in the front yard before. Chloe had come out and sighed before walking towards the tree where Spike had been hiding.

Still watching and waiting for Chloe to move; there was silence, which struck Spike as odd.

Slowly he moved his body from behind the tree to look and Chloe wasn't there. disappeared, gone, vanished.

Chloe was on a branch above Spike,watching him peek out from the tree. Chloe smiled thinking of the game cat and mouse. Chloe saw how high his cheekbones were and how his eyes looked when he was thinking about something.

Interesting, Chloe could note how many times Spike was staring in the two different directions that Chloe could have gone. But how more times would it have been for Spike to figure out that she was above him? Spike was sure that Summers was right there in the front yard.

"Looking for something?"Chloe asked as Spike stumbled over the roots and fell backward on his ass, first thing in a long time, he had been scared.

Chloe jumped down from the branch that she was sitting on, softly landing in front of Spike.

Dumbfounded look on his face, his eyes widened with confusion mixed in as Spike tried to stand up. But fumbling with his feet was the only thing keeping him on the grass.

Chloe had a wicked thought come across her mind briefly before locking eyes with Spike.

"Silent as the grave, some would say but the grave is quite clear on no trespassing " as Spike sat there looking up at Chloe, a mischievous nature peered through her bright baby blue eyes, nothing like the other two Summers. Chloe had an incredible sense of humor, sneaking up on her mother and her sisters was indeed her absolute favorite thing to do. The fear it gave off when scaring people half to death, absolute thrill.

Spike, finally, stood up as to make up for being a complete oalf of himself in front of Summers, no doubt.

Chloe laughed for a bit before walking towards the Bronze, Buffy and Dawn had snuck out the back after Spike and Buffy little spat.

"Oil!"Spike ran after him to catch up as Chloe decided to walk slower in case he couldn't catch up.

Spike found his place beside her as they walked, he lit up a cigarette from his trench coat pocket, as it was lit, Chloe grabbed it from his fingertips and crushed it within her palm. Spike nearly opened his mouth to protest but Chloe paid it no mind as her focus was on the sidewalk in front of her. When they pass a few houses is when Spike decides to speak his mind.

"Oi, you can't just take my cigarette like that, some will think you've got a beef with the big bad." Again, Spike decides to light another cigarette. He takes a hit from it and smiles thinking that he's won.

"Dawn likes to talk about how much of the big bad softly you really are, so cut the 'big bad' act around me. Alright?" Chloe smiled walking by him as they were almost to the Bronze. Jaw hung open wide as Chloe stood by the entrance to the Bronze with Spike just a couple feet away. Spike huffed at her comeback but it wasn't half bad. He had to give her that.

Walking into the threshold, Chloe scanned the bar slash open mic night for bands to play. A high school guy comes up to Chloe as She grabs Spike's hand and pulls it up and around her shoulder.

Spike freezes at the action, but he gets it. She didn't want to be bothered with teenagers. Spike felt something he hadn't felt since well, Drusilla. Trailing after Buffy wasn't working out for him much anymore.

'Her skin feels like the sun, so warm and- Damn it. I can't really help it, can I?' In his head he can convince himself that she can be better for him than Drusilla was.

But would Chloe be better? Buffy wasn't much help, all the fight and leading him on was shallow and painful. Not to mention Drusilla leaving him for a bloody chaos demon.

Chloe had already proven to be sly, mischievous, fun-loving and most importantly, kind. Nothing like the scoobies and their gang of misfits.

An ex-vengeance demon, two witches still In training, a watcher and a bloody Slayer to top it all off.

And whatever Xander was, to Spike's mind he was the worst out of the bunch.

Always calling him captain peroxide, and all sorts of weird nicknames.

To snap Spike out of the thoughts he was thinking about, Chloe placed her hand gently on his cheekbone on the left side of his face.

Chloe thought this would be the best way to show the teenagers she was taken, well under false circumstances but it was besides the point in her view of the situation as it stands now.

Spike's eyes began to focus again with finding Chloe's hand on the left of his face and feeling so warm while Vampire's have no more blood circulation at all. It was sweet to say the least, Chloe doesn't really do things like this. But of course, this was completely different. His demeanor was mysterious, genuine, proper, gentle and above all.

Spike was a perfect example of fifteen century nobility. Of course there had to be a book about Spike somewhere around the council's private library.

Music was blaring as Spike and Chloe stood there, staring at one another. For some reason, moving was not an opinion at that moment. Like their bodies had withdrawn from the world around and into one where there was no one else but them. Strange to feel such things when you've barely known one another.

Spike smiled one of his notorious smiles, as Spike gently moved her hand off his cheek and tangled it with his own, walking through the crowd of boring, drunk and hormonal teenagers and found a spot in the middle of the dance floor.

Placing his arms around her waist, wrist laying on her hips as the music died down, another song came on.

Chloe rests her head down on top of Spike's shoulder before the song continues on, Chloe sees her sisters with their friends. Eyeing them across the room at a table nearest to the bartender.

Buffy looked at Spike with anger gleam in her eyes as Chloe smiled.

Chloe reached her lips up to Spike's ear and whispered. "It would appear you and my sister had a thing?" Being particularly jealous of this fact recently discovered.

Strange Magic by Electric Lights.

Your making meadows in my mind, making waves cross my tides. Oh no. Oh no. I got Strange magic, oh it huh Strange magic. I got ah Strange magic.

Your sailing softly through the sand, of a land I've always known, ya fly so high.

Spike hadn't heard this song but yet it just clicked. It was like a Strange magic, how they moved together while they just swayed to the music playing.

But life is full of surprises. Buffy approached the both of them, anger filled her eyes, hands balled into fists when she came up to them.

Spike stopped as Buffy went to punch him, Chloe had had all she could take of her shallow sister. A round house to the stomach sent her sister flying into a table.

"I've just about had enough of this attitude of yours, little sister. " Chloe walked casually to Buffy, Buffy threw bits of the table off of herself and stood up, Chloe's eyes turned yellow as Spike's eyes widened with brows furrowed in confusion.

"He doesn't belong here, he almost killed my friends and I. More than once. He's nothing and just trying to get to me by going through you." Chloe laughed at the tough act that her dear little sister was playing.

" You know when I was back in L.A, i met someone, i think he's name was Angel. He seemed happy being with another girl that wasn't so shallow. Buffy. Get off your damn high horse!" Buffy snapped, ran herself into Chloe, both of them rammed into the bartender table top. Breaking the top into pieces that scatters everywhere.

Chloe slugs her sister right side of her face, knocking her down and into a table again.

"You know, I thought coming home would be enough for you to grow the fuck up. Sadly I was mistaken that the second oldest could set a bloody example for Dawn!!" Chloe tells as Buffy sits up on her elbows looking at Chloe.

Chloe shakes her head and scoffs. "Whatever he's done in the past, doesn't account for the present. Spike has shown me that he's just a man like anyone else, despite him being a vampire." Chloe huffed out as Spike just stood there, stunned.

No one ever stands up for him, not ever. Even when he was known as William Pratt.

Chloe moved her hair out of her face, cracking her knuckles to relieve them of pain.

" I was having a nice time until you decided that you want to have grudge match. Grow the fuck up,Buff. Have you ever even considered what mom's going through? Paying Bill's and dealing with you and trying to raise Dawn!" Chloe didn't stop, Buffy need to hear this. Dawn came over behind Chloe, grabbing her sister's hand. Chloe held her hand.

"This is you're damn wake up call! You sit here, hangout with friends while mom is all alone in the house for hours on end. But did it ever occurred to that mom might die someday? And you're still acting selfish." Chloe sighed again before looking at Buffy, tear stains that had been trailing down her cheeks.

Xander and Willow came forward, kneeling down to grabbing Buffy's arms while taking her off the floor.

"When mom's gone, maybe then you'll understand what the real world is like." Chloe said her the last few words to Buffy as she walked out.

Spike trailed behind Dawn and Chloe, when Willow and Xander came running out.

"-how could you just do that. She's you're sister. " Willow being the first one to speak out as Chloe stops and turn on her heel to look at Willow and Xander.

"Tough love, enough said. She was always the dramatic one, but always thinking about herself instead of Dawn and Mom. Did she ever once mention me? To any of you?" Willow and Xander both shook their heads no. Spike was so confused as to why Buffy did this.

"Because it was better for her to know I didn't exist . Mom knew and called every single day. Dawn always wanted to talk but Buffy as always been selfish about everything. I never held it against her. She didn't want to know me and I was fine with that but bullying is were I draw the line."

Chloe hugged Dawn as Willow and Xander knew the truth behind it all, the fighting, and being untold by their friends, if she had another sister.

" But behind all of this, I still love my sister…" Chloe had dropped the conversation with one turn of her heel and headed home with Spike in the behind them. As Spike was dragged behind Dawn and Chloe, he knew he had put a wedge between the Summers Sisters.

Chloe patted Dawn on her back as they had approached the house, seeing how this wasn't anyone's fault and seeing Spike's eyes assuming that it was he fault for the fallout.

Dawn had gotten the message, she looked back at Chloe as if knowing that Chloe had a connection with Spike. Finding words on how to address what had just happened, to make light of any situation by just a smile by walking in front of Spike. Spike slowly had drifted his eyes up towards Chloe's eyes.

A reassuring smile placed on Chloe's lips seemed to calm Spike's nerves a bit. "What happened tonight, was not your fault. My sister has always had a knack for being spoiled and shallow. Forgive her." Chloe started as Spike was simply at a loss for words. It wasn't his fault was she crazy? I mean Spike was Mr. Big Bad but meeting Chloe had changed that term for just understanding how the world was looking at him.

Blood sucker, Vampire in all the sense of the word. Of course being human once meant something, if his mother were still alive. She would encourage him to get to know her. Mrs. Pratt would have welcomed her without a second thought.

He smiled a bit, thinking about his mother although he hadn't thought about her in centuries. Turning her had devastated him by all accounts by Drusilla warning him about how the change affects everyone differently. Pieces of his heart went missing after him to dusted his mother. It was unfair that he had to kill the monster that he made.

"Kind of hard to forgive, someone who didn't have the choice of the bloody Slayer, isn't it?" Spike emphasized on the word Bloody and Slayer. Which meant the words that were said bother him.

Buffy had said once that he was beneath her and that was his breaking point.

Somehow, Chloe was different and that everyone deserves a chance to better , to be good. It took alot of time for Chloe to move on from alot of bad shit. The council had hidden the reason for sending Chloe out on hunts. It was to kill demon families, one night it was too much..the screaming, the fighting and the blood. She meant for more than this, during her nights asleep.

Nightmares would pour into her subconscious, screaming and yelling within her dreams, apologizing over and over again as the weapon in her hand grew heavy each time, she the demon's She's killed.

Life has always given us a chance and a choice on who will choose to be. We chose to be better.

Chloe slowly grabs at Spike's hand that the sleeve of his trench coat always looked hidden. Soft hands gently pull Spike closer as Chloe's other hand gently rose up, cupping his left cheek. " life is full of opportunities and second chances, don't let anyone tell you other wise." Chloe softly smiles as Spike grew selfconsious and pull his face away suddenly after he had distanced himself from Chloe. His eyes seemed to staring at her hand that had touched him.

'So soft, like mother's hands. Gentle with care.' Spike grew more uneasy with that thought he began to step backwards then turning on the heel of his boots walked out of sight, without a wave goodbye.

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Don’t stop me now

Spike btvs x reader

Summary:Imagine looking like Freddie Mercury as a woman like in a 'I want to break free' with a hoover dancing only for an 100+ vampire to join in, unknowingly.

A/n: what can I say , I've been busy with college , and I'm British so we know spike is gonna know Queen too.

Word count: 3891 Y/c=country(or just a state in America I don't know, the whole world isn't America lol.

It was strange to say the least; working for wolfram & hart, you had came from y/c to here, working for a law firm run by a vampire with a soul.

Mental if you ask yourself , you had known Wesley when you was younger, actually he had brought you a ticket to Los Angeles , since your parental figure had called him , and let him know about everything really. Well just that you were now y/a , and in need of a job. That was it you were here now.

You weren't sure what your job was really , you definitely was not a social butterfly, Wesley had mentioned you had to crack codes? Now that you think about it , something to do with researching different demon rituals? That's not the correct word , anyways to do that had write summaries for Angel's upcoming meetings with these different species.

You ever had your own office, you could live in there honestly.

There was a lot going on all the time, frankly it was kinda scary , knowing no one apart from Wesley, who clearly knotted up by the scientist, Fred. Yet you was always invited to the important meetings , you had guessed Wes had put in a word , to help you feel welcome or included. There wasn't really a purpose for you being there.

You were a little nervous that maybe one of them, probably the vampire ,Angel , not knowing that the blond British man was one too, could read your mind. What would he find the that was terrifying (except you read dirty smut) . You were sat by Wes , at the end of the table closest to the window. Which also meant you were sat next to Angel, with the jelled blond bad boy opposite you.

"Okay, so cannibal vampire cult...what's with that, and why is that a problem?" Angel had began , with the same brooding face as , he had on 24 hours a day.

Gunn , had cleared his throat briefly, causing everyone to turn their heads towards him. "Well, it's quite simple, they are killing all our clients." Yeah this was waste of your life, you had already began doodling on the notepad in front of you. Unknowingly forgetting you were in an 'significant' meeting.

Not knowing how much time had gone by, felt like hours , freshly finished school and know you were here? Sucky. You were only jolted out of your thoughts when a foot had nudged yours, looking up slowly to the man in front of you , waiting for your reaction.

He was quite handsome you could not deny that, a small blush had raised to your cheeks , as he had caught you in a trance of boredom, you had lifted your eyebrows at him in confusion. With nothing but a smirk in response you had tried to listen again to the meeting.

"So you are saying we need bait? But who would we use? This whole place is monsters, " Fred's face with disgust at the word 'monsters' as she delivered her thoughts, Wes thought for a moment his hand at his lip, indicting so as he looked at the pine table.

"No,not necessarily," He had gestured to you , all eyes on you, feeling like a stripper, wow this is attention? Blush upon your face once again,"w-wha" choking on your own words ,before Angel had shook his head "Absolutely not, Wes, that's not fair."

"Yeah! I'm human too."

"And me, hey! So are you Wes."

"Uhhh, Mister Angel, " What else was you supposed to call him? Dad? He had looked at you from the disagreement, nodding for you to go on.

"S-say if I was, uh, what's the chances of me dying?" The pencil in your hands being gripped tightly in your now sweaty palms, but Angel is not given chance to reply. "He wouldn't allow that, love. Would you 'mister' Angel" the blond vampire smirk was evident as he looked at the brooding brunette.

"Hold on a second, why do they want a human, if they are cannibal?" Okay that did make sense, use your ears y/n.

"They can't just drink each other , they need something other than other vampires. That's only when they actually find one of ours." Yeah, you guess that the blond man did make sort of sense, you had just "hm" in response.

You had turned to Wesley, gesturing for him to come closer, so that you could whisper into his ear, the rest watched in confusion. Hold on Angel still didn't answer your question. "Uh, um, did you volunteer me because I'm a virgin? Does that make me more attractive to the vampires?" You had really hoped that no one had super hearing, Wes pondered for a second, your hand still on his shoulder.

"I'm not quite sure, I'm probably not the best person to ask , you should bring that up with Angel." Wow thank you , so much. You moved back into sitting in your chair correctly. Twiddling your thumbs, to pretend like no one was looking at you,felt like hours that you were sat there, before your foot was nudged again, you peeped up to see the same blond man looking at you. Who else is it going to be? Johnny Depp? No.

"Come on ,love." You weren't even sure of his name, and he was calling you love. Instead of speaking you had just stared back blankly. Most awkward meeting. "Would you just ask me then? Surely it's not that bad,no one else has to hear." Only his Spike saw the look Angel was giving him, awww soft boy. He did not seem like he was evil..only if you knew him a couple of years ago.

You had stood up, in hopes spike would do the same,so you wouldn't have to kneel next to him and whisper. He stood up as you made your way to him , moving away from the table, before turning back to the others. "You lot carry on, " With that he led you away out of Angel's office to an empty one. This is so dramatic but you don't really want to be talking about your virginity to these people, well except spike.

"So,love, what's the problem?" He had towered over you, he was quite handsome yes, but you felt intimidated in honesty. "Uh,well, since I'm going to be bait...well ,um, Are virgins more at risk at being snacked on? If that makes a difference to vampires? Oh I'm sorry, uh I-" he let out a chuckle at you, you moved your gaze to your feet. Why did you have to wear these heels, you didn't see Patrick swayze anywhere.

"Yes, they can smell it as soon as you walk into a room and it tastes different to other humans. ,love."

"W-wait how do you know?"

"I've had my fair share, now come on , love-come on I'm not going to eat you."

"Pfft- I'm not a virgin."

"Sure love,"

And with that you both headed back to the meeting , before you left to be bait Fred had informed you Spike had a soul like Angel after you had questioned him to her and Wesley.

Now you were in the middle of a park at 1 am , which happened to be not even a mile from the vampire base. It was freezing , in a poncho with a tank top, apparently to show off your neck under the street light, you were pretty sure that the vampires didn't give a shit if you were wearing Michael Myers mask.

Ah yes, first day on the job, risks of death 99.9% , lovely.

What exactly are you supposed to do? Pretty sure that mister mysterious and mister Stevie Nicks/vanilla ice are hiding in the bushes or something. Oh how you wish that Keanu Reeves would swoop you away from this situation.

Stood in the open park, kicking the mud with you shoe , well until you are body slammed backwards onto the floor, by obviously an indeed ugly vampire. Where's David from lost boys you wouldn't mind if it was him , but this dude stank. He was not even a second away from biting you- wait sorry his fangs were in your neck. It hurt like period pains in your neck, well until it was over , when he was yanked off by a blurry figure , as you felt your body being lifted, that was it.

You had woken up the next morning under a blanket on the sofa in your office, a plaster on your neck, water on the table. You were never going to do that , with the huge headache and the low sugar levels. As you looked down realising your movie white tank top was now drenched in blood. Deciding it was best to go talk to someone to go home, you left the office.

Your heels now discarded , your bare feet padding against the carpet floor , all the way to Angels office, Harmony informing you that he was in a meeting with the others. One brief knock on the pine door, was all it took for the similar brooding vampire had opened the door , gesturing you in.

Okay it was a bit naughty to not changed the blood stained tank, since there are two vampires in the room. Soon you were sat exactly where you were 24 hours ago, as were everyone else. "Uh, um ," No one was speaking , just staring at you really. "Y/n, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have forced you into doing that , I didn't mean for you to get hurt." Wesley was undoubtedly guilty, probably thinking about how made your parental figure was going to be more like.

"I just like to say, I could've gotten aids."

"Uh, that's not how that works." Fred was honestly shaken by your words, well not really she just thought well actually you don't know.

"That was just dramatic effect. I'm quite annoyed , I did not want fucking Edward sucking me like I was juice carton. Did you even kill the cult?" Your voice sounded like sandpaper, as you delivered your anger with pop culture references and dramatic gestures.

"Yeah we did, well not me but still." Lorne smiled at you with concern , he had felt sympathy for you , hoping the bite wouldn't scar.

"Well good, um, I was wondering if I could go home now? Please?" You already hate this job, Angel had nodded, queuing you to stand up , doing a small bow in respect , going home to have a bath and sleep.

Wesley had called you not long after you gotten home , to inform you that you had been given an extra few days off. Wow first day then long weekend, mental.

Once you had gotten back on Monday, your neck was not healed still, but you had to come back otherwise you was going to be homeless.

Surprisingly , the work was easy , too easy, but you weren't to complain... there was tv with a DVD player, you were absolutely chuffed. It happened that you had brought cds in your bag accidentally. After storing those cds in that bag when coming to Los Angeles.

So , you did work through your work a little too fast, nothing to do, so since the demon cleaners suck arse , and didn't clean up the blood from last week, you had went and gotten a Hoover and cleaning supplies. Queen and david bowie, playing on the tv, you know you can use DVD players to play cds, if you didn't know.

Maybe it was a little bad you playing slightly loud music while hoovering, dancing as you went, it was a shitty Hoover so it was taking a while. Your cardigan and heels discarded, your forehead laced with sweat, what could you say who does like Queen. Thus I want to break freebegan to play.

"I want to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies," The fact this song was a parody of coronation street. As soon as the beat began , you had also began aggressively Hooving, the long dramatic strides, even the the lip twitches as you lip-synced.

"You're so self satisfied I don't need you I've got to break free God knows, God knows I want to break free," You had stopped to flip the fringe of your hair , before resting your hands on your hips , the self confident head shake, another hair flip out of your face.

"I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for real I've fallen in love, yeah God knows, God knows I've fallen in love It's strange but it's true, yeah,"

Obviously you couldn't take your shirt off , like Freddie, but yeah your skirt rising up , blouse too buttons undone was enough. Your hands hands spread out like a star for moments, you didn't know that Spike had heard the music and began to locate the source.

"I can't get over the way you love me like you do But I have to be sure When I walk out that door. Oh, how I want to be free, baby Oh, how I want to be free Oh, how I want to break free"

Looking up to the ceiling, arms lift out to the sides , legs apart. Dramatic spin, clenching of fists to your chest. Spike walking up to the do slowly opening it , seeing you shaking your head 'I want to break free' Now some elves but you can't do that your not Legolas. Or cows you are not sure.

Now not sure how you didn't see Spike . This was embarrassing, spike wasn't copying really, not much anyways. It wasn't long after that dont stop me now started. Wow this is embarrassing. You had just abandon the Hoover at this point.

"I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah And floating around in ecstasy"

Bringing you hands in front of you up near your neck , wiggling your fingers, spike did the same.

" So don't " You looked forward, "stop," Looked towards the window , as did spike . "me" Back forward. "now" "don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time I'm a shooting star, leaping through the sky Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity." Jumping up , scratching like a Tiger standing side on, moving your arms around you 200 degrees , you were doing a duet , without knowing it.

" I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go, go, go" Honestly you don't know how to describe these moves in honesty go watch Paul Rudd do it.

"There's no stopping me I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah." Your arms almost touching spikes as you lift them up as you circle your arse in a small circle, before pointing up.

"Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit"

Okay you had climb onto the desk , spot Spike oh my god , you couldn't of represented the fear , well until he had threw his jacket on the sofa ripped his shirt off, winking at you, shaking his shoulders.

"I'm traveling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you "

"Don't" you had wiggled yours back, before pointing at the platinum vampire,gesturing him to come to you .

"stop me now, I'm having such a good time I'm having a ball Don't stop me now" As he reached you , you held out your hands for him , helping him up onto the table.

"If you wanna have a good time, just give me a call" Each of you looking at each other, as you danced ,sorta looking like Rick I'm never going to give you up, a lot of twisting , and hand movements.

"Don't" "stop" " me now ('cause I'm having a good time) Don't stop me now (yes, I'm havin' a good time)" Spike had grabbed your hands twirling you, ending up with you in front of him facing away. Throwing out thumbs up to the side of you as you got closer to the desk top.

"I don't want to stop at all" Before rising your arms up , Spike pulling you up, honestly if you knew him deeply you wouldn't believe that he would do this, he's a vampire.

"Yeah, I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars On a collision course I am a satellite, I'm out of control I am a sex machine, ready to reload. Like an atom bomb about to Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh explode." Throwing your head back then forwards quickly , with your leg up, clicking your finger.

"I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit" Neither of you had noticed the music had gained more attention then you may of realised , Angel ,Wesley, Gunn, Fred and Lorne were hiding behind the sofa.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Don't stop me, hey, hey, hey"

Spike jumped off of the table turning back to you , five feet away, holding his arms out to catch you.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Ooh ooh ooh, I like it"

With that you had jumped, (Spike watched dirty dancing? Probably Harmony's fault.) Effortlessly he had caught you you lifting you up, for a few seconds.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Have a good time, good time"

Lowering you down slowly , your arms around his neck, panting slightly, uh he wasn't sweaty , he's dead but you were covered in sweaty.

Soon enough the song came to an end , you were still in the vampires embrace , his arms around your shoulders securing you.

It hasn't even been an minutes ,clapping begins, someone turns of the Hoover and the music. You both turn around slowly pulling out of the embrace to see , the brooding Angel laughing with everyone.

"Bloody hell, perverts much." Annoyance interweaved in Spikes voice, you could share that embarrassment.

Looking at your feet realising how inappropriate you look , your blouse now see through due to the sweat , the cotton clinging to your body, wrapping your arms around yourself, to cover."uh , Angel , I was only cleaning and that because, um I completed my work, uhh there was still blo-""it's fine, as long as you are feeling better, " you had nodded at him before going back to looking at your feet.

Moments go by with silence from you and Spike as the others are talking away , no doubt about you two. You are soon pulled out of your trance when a heavy weight is placed on your shoulders , looking up to see Spike placing his long leather jacket on you , sending you a small smirk before walking out of your office , still shirtless.

"I haven't seen him like that in a long time, he is fond of you." With that Angel left too. " Aw, I'm glad you are settling in y/n/n , I just never thought you would do so ,by dancing to Queen with a vampire." Wesley had patted your back , leaving with Fred who just smiled , followed by Gunn and Lorne.

Thus you grabbed your stuff , to go home , you had danced to the end of the day. Walking out of the office , hoping Harmony didn't see you and kill you for Spike giving you his jacket.

She had already gone thank god , no death today, the next day , you had brought Spikes jacket with you. In search of him in the morning, you had hidden it in your bag , heading to Harmony's desk.

"Uh, have you seen Spike today?" Please don't kill me. She had looked up at you with a polite smile. "He's literally just left Angel's office, something about going to taking a car or something? Why?"

"Oh, I just need to pass a message from Wesley to him, thank you." You had lied , but you hoped that Wesley would go with it, if she asked him. Rushing down to Angel's private car park, in hopes of catching Spike, which you did but he almost hit you with the car.

Your hands placed on the hood, breathing roughly before moving to the drivers side , as he rolled down the window, smirking yet again. The car had had black out windows so you guess that's why he was going out in the day?

"Awe, all out of breathe for me , love?" You had ignored his comment , pulling out his heavy jacket from your bag, passing it to him. "Cheers,love." You had nodded, turning away to head back up. That was it until about 2:45 , again all your work was done, just sitting there doing nothing, but twiddling your thumbs.

So you decided , maybe you should go get some air outside, or go home you weren't sure. Swinging the office door open to see , Spike.

"Ah, oh Hi."

"Going somewhere, love?" Well that sounded like a threat , but he was not smirking like I'm going to chop your fucking head off.

"I don't know really , I think I'm going home."

"I'll drive you."

"Really?" He didn't seem to be the type to drop you off home to to your mother , not that she was there, but still, he had nodded , and that was it you walked with him. Until Harmony stopped you both, she had frowned slightly before smiling again.

"So you got the message from Wesley then, spike?" You looked at Spike who didn't notice you looking , just stood looking at the blonde girl in confusion,until you pretend to resist your bag accidentally knocking him with bag.

"Yeah,"

"What was it?"

"Mind your own business, wanker." With that he had walked around her with you ,guiding you with his arm around your shoulder.

Once you were both were sat in the car , you had given Spike your address , immediately he had started driving. "So what was that about?"

"Well, uh, Wesley informed me about everyone , said you had something with Harmony, and she's a vampire. So I asked where you were this morning to give back your jacket but didn't want to say that, just in case she tried to eat me." Spike had let out a laugh, "I can see your concern, love , she's a bloody nightmare." You had let out a small laugh of understanding.

"Hey, do you still eat food?."

"Yeah, not a lot , but sometimes I do, why do you ask?"

" y-you've been very nice to me , since I'd been here, and you are driving me home.. uh so I was wondering if you would like to come in and have something. I don't have blood , uh other than my own and uh I lost a lot of that last week. You don't have to , um, I jus-" "I will, love,"

"Oh brilliant, uh I make some nice cookies."

"Great, love. Can't wait."

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