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A Pirate's Life for Me	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 13102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A Pirate's Life for Me
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Spike stood for a moment, in shock.
He'd been with Elizabeth�no�Buffy.
He'd been with Buffy, and they'd been�
It was over. The sense of loss he
felt was acute, tearing at him from the inside. He'd had the woman he loved in
his arms, and now she was gone, running from him�running from what they'd had.
Without thinking, Spike went after
her, out of the Magic Box.
And into the
sunlight.
As he began to smoke, he heard a
high-pitched scream, and then felt arms wrap around him and pull him until they
stumbled backwards into the shop.
"Spike�you think maybe you
could get the hell off of me?" a
familiar, male voice grunted from beneath him.
Spike got up, dusting himself off. He
looked down to see Xander on the ground, wiping his brow. Xander had just saved him? Maybe they were still in Bizzaro World.
He held his hand out, helping the other man up. "Um�thanks."
"Yeah, well, I didn't feel
like having to clean your dust up from in front of the store," Xander
muttered, letting go of Spike's hand the second he was upright.
Suddenly, Spike felt something hit
him, and looked down to see Dawn clinging to him. "You scared me, running
out there," she said.
"Sorry, nibblet. Where your
sis and I were, I could go out in the sunlight. I guess I just forgot that I'm
not really supposed to do that." With those words, Spike felt an
overwhelming sense of despair fill him. He couldn't go out in the sunlight
anymore, and he'd wager that he no longer had a heartbeat. He'd never thought
he'd really care about those things, but now that he couldn't give them to
Buffy anymore�
And Buffy had run into the
sunlight. Back into her world, a place where he couldn't go.
"I have to go," Spike
said, pulling away from Dawn. "I have to�" He needed to get away. He
couldn't go after Buffy, and he wasn't even sure that he should. His mind was racing,
his thoughts everywhere.
"Are you okay?" Dawn
asked, her big, soft eyes looking too much like Buffy's for Spike at the
moment.
He looked away. "Yeah, I'm� I
have to go," he said again before hurrying out of the Magic Box, this time
using his usual sewer exit.
"Well, he was acting
weird," Xander said. "Even for Spike."
Anya shrugged. "Well, a few
minutes ago, he was hanging out on a pirate ship after just marrying Buffy. Now
he's here, and she ran away. Gotta be disorienting."
"Marrying Buffy!" Xander exclaimed. "When did that happen? And why didn't you tell
us?"
"I didn't tell you, because it
was the end of the book, and I knew they'd be out soon," Anya said.
"But it was a nice little ceremony, even if Rupert was drunk the whole
time. You conducted it, Xander."
Xander's exclamation of "I
what!?" managed to drown out Giles muttering, "Well, I'd have to be
drunk if Spike and Buffy were getting married."
"You conducted the
ceremony," Anya said, patiently, as if speaking to a child. "Or the version of you in the book anyway. See, he was
Spike's first mate, and�"
"Spike's
first mate? What sort of
insane book is that?"
"He�or you�whatever�Anyway, that
Xander was his first mate and William made him captain, so he married
them." Anya frowned. "I'm not sure that ceremony was entirely legal.
I mean, they were out of England, so I don't think they needed to post the
banns, but�"
"Of course it wasn't legal! It
was in a book! This is all insane!"
"Um, you guys? Do you think
maybe we should check on Spike and Buffy?" Tara asked, everyone turning to
face her as she did. "I�I mean, they have to be reeling from what just
happened to them."
"Spike won't want
company," Dawn said. "He'll be drinking, and possibly breaking stuff.
But I'll go see if I can find Buffy."
"Okay Dawn," Giles said.
"And have Buffy contact us later, would you?"
"I will," Dawn said with
a nod before leaving the Magic Box.
"How did they get out
anyway?" Willow asked. "I didn't do a spell�"
Anya shrugged. "The book was
over."

***
*** ***
"Buffy! You're home!"
Buffy stopped in front of the
stairs as he mother came rushing towards her, enveloping her in a hug.
"Yeah, I'm home," Buffy said, weakly returning the gesture.
Joyce pulled away from her
daughter. "Mr. Giles said you were trapped in a book? With
Spike?"
"Yeah."
"I've heard of a lot of weird
things since we moved to Sunnydale, but� Are you okay, Buffy?"
"I need to lie down for a bit,
okay?"
"Sure, honey. Let me know if
you need anything, all right?"
"I will."
Buffy walked up the stairs and to
her room, sitting down on her bed. She knew she should be happy to be home,
happy to be back with her family and friends. So why did she feel this way? She
felt empty and lost, the pain welling up inside her almost unbearable. She
hadn't felt this way since�
Since
Angel moved to LA.
She picked Mr. Gordo
up off her pillow, holding the stuffed pig as she curled into a ball on her
bed, tears spilling from her eyes before she could stop them. Something inside
her was screaming for her husband, for the man that she'd pledged herself to
for all eternity, and the pain of knowing there was no real person to answer
that need tore her apart.
She closed her eyes, but all she
could see was William, looking at her with so much love. But none of that was
real, that it all had been the product of a fantasy. She didn't have William,
and she never would again.
Buffy barely registered the knock
on her door right before Dawn peeked her head in. "Buffy?"
Dawn watched her sister for a
moment, noting how her only movement was from the sobs wracking her body. "Do
you want to talk about it?" Buffy was silent, staying curled in a ball on
her bed. Dawn's thoughts were drawn back to not so long ago, when Riley had
left. Buffy had been upset then, too.
But
she hadn't been this upset�
Dawn sat beside Buffy, reaching out
tentatively to touch her arm. "What happened, Buffy? Why did you run out
of the Magic Box like that?"
Buffy's only response was to cry
harder.
"Spike tried to go after you.
He ran outside and�"
Buffy sat up suddenly, her eyes
wild. "It was sunny out there! He�oh, god�"
"No! He's okay, Buffy. Xander
pulled him back in."
Buffy's shoulders slumped forward
in relief. "He shouldn't have done that."
"Xander?"
"No! Spike! He shouldn't have�he
shouldn't have run after me like that."
"He seemed upset, too,
Buffy."
"Well, of course he was,"
Buffy said, her tone suddenly bitter. "If you
were a vampire, and you'd just been forced to be all lovey-dovey about a Slayer
for days, wouldn't you be bitter, too."
Dawn frowned. "Buffy, I don't
think that was it. He looked�sad. Sorta like you do now, only
with less hysterical sobbing." She cleared her throat. "Anya
said the two of you got married�in the book?"
"William and Elizabeth got
married."
"But you were William and
Elizabeth, right?"
"No. Not really. It wasn't�"
Buffy doubled over, clutching her face in her hands. "Oh, Dawnie, none of
it was real! I was so happy, and so in love, and then it was all taken away
from me. I lost the man I loved."
Dawn wrapped her arms around Buffy,
trying to soothe her. "But Spike is still here. I'm sure he went back to
his crypt. You could�"
Buffy pulled up, shaking her head.
"No. I�I can't. Spike can't love me, not here. He's�he's a vampire. He
doesn't have a soul. He can't love
me. The book only made him think he did, and now he'd�" Buffy's voice
trailed off into another fit of tears.
"But�but he loved Drusilla. You
know he did, Buffy. Couldn't it be possible for him to love you now?"
"No! It was just the book. He
can't love me outside the book."
Dawn managed to meet her sister's
eyes. "Do you still love him?"
Buffy said nothing, but the flash
that Dawn saw in her eyes was all she needed to know. Buffy fell forward, and
Dawn held on to her, trying her best to comfort her sister.

***
*** ***
Spike sat in a chair in his crypt,
whiskey bottle in hand. He'd been taking one long drink straight from the
bottle after another, hoping that it would dull some of the pain.
It didn't.
Over and over again, the memory of
watching Buffy run from him played in his mind. He remembered the look in her
eyes when she realized where and who they were, and knew what she had to be
feeling.
Hate.
Loathing. Disgust.
He knew she'd be angry at herself
as well as him, but knowing Buffy and her holier-than-thou attitude, she'd
quickly make it all about him. She'd dismiss all the whispered words of love,
all the passionate touches, and go back to hating him with a blind fury.
Just like she had after that bloody
engagement spell�
Spike took another drink from the
bottle and sneered. Who was she to think that she was better than him? That she
hadn't felt it just as strongly as he had? Self-righteous little bitch, always assuming that no soul meant no feelings. Wasn't
his fault that her Great Ponce of an ex had been a bland, emotionless wanker.
The door to his crypt slid open,
and Spike looked up sharply, blinking as he wondered if his eyes were playing
tricks on him. "Buffy?"
Buffy willed herself to keep her
distance from him. She wasn't even sure why she'd come here, knowing that it
couldn't possibly go the way she wanted it to go. He wasn't going to sweep her
into his arms and love her the way William had. But
Dawn had encouraged her, told her she had to go talk to Spike now, before too
much time had passed. And honestly, she wanted to see him. After everything
that had happened between Elizabeth and William, being separated now hurt, even
if she knew that things weren't the same.
"We have to talk," Buffy
said, pulling herself up straight.
Yeah, Spike had seen this coming.
Now it would be time for the threats. If you tell anyone about this, I kill
you, etc. "Save it, Slayer," he growled. "I have no desire to
hear a sodding thing that comes out of your mouth."
Buffy's lip trembled at his harsh
words, but she refused to start crying again. Instead, she surveyed the litter
at the bottom of his chair. "You've been drinking?"
"Well, yeah. Had to get the
Buffy taste out of my mouth, didn't I?"
Buffy felt like she'd been hit. She'd
known that he'd be cold to her now that they were back in the real world, but
this� "I hate you," Buffy said before turning and running from the
crypt.
"Yeah,
mutual!" Spike
yelled back. Spike glared down into his whiskey bottle before throwing it
against the wall.

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Yep, I'm still evil. Bet you're all
out there thinking of ways to hurt me, aren't ya?
This story is nearing the end,
though it's not quite over yet. And I promise, I'll stop being mean soon�
On a side note, Joyce will not die
in this fic. Let's just say her operation went smoothly, there were no
complications, and she'll live until the ripe old age of 102. Why? Cause I'm
the writer and I say so, that's why!
Review please. Reviews are fodder
for the muse.
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