Adult-FanFiction.org : Buffy

Time After Time	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 2889 -:- 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
- 2
- 3
Buffy wondered
why in the world she�d agreed to spend winter break in England. As far as she was
concerned, California was cold enough. This was
like Hell. Frozen, icy Hell.
However, one look
at the man beside her reminded her exactly of why she�d agreed to do this. She
watched him as he helped her take her luggage from the trunk of his car, then
shut it. Buffy slung her bookbag over her shoulder
and picked up her laptop case as he rolled her large suitcase behind him. She
followed him down the walk to the small cottage he�d bought since the last time
she�d visited.
�Didn�t like the
flat anymore?�
�No,� he replied
as he turned the key in the lock. �Too many memories.�
Buffy nodded, but
didn�t press him to elaborate. She didn�t need to. She understood completely.
�Your bedroom is
down the hall, second door to your left. There bathroom is across from it. I�m
sorry we�ll have to share one.�
�That�s all
right.� She looked up at him and smiled. �You know, Giles, just�just because
she�s gone now doesn�t mean we aren�t family anymore.�
Giles smiled at
her, though there was still that ever-present tinge of sadness in his eyes.
Buffy couldn�t say that she blamed him � especially since it tended to linger
in her eyes as well. Giles had only been married to her mother for a little
over a year when she�d unexpectedly fallen ill and died; however, Buffy knew
the man had loved her. And he�d given her mother some happiness at the end,
something Buffy would be forever grateful for.
Which
was exactly why she�d opted to spend Christmas here in England with
him instead of in much, much warmer California.
With Joyce gone,
all they really had was each other.
She followed
Giles down to her bedroom, expecting to find a standard guest bedroom,
surprised when he opened the door and she saw that it wasn�t. Instead, it was a
re-creation of the room she�d had back home � with things she�d thought were either
sold or stuffed somewhere in storage. Buffy felt tears forming in the corner of
her eyes. �You�you gave me my own room here?�
Giles pushed his
glasses up on the bridge of his nose. �Yes, well�I figured anyone away at
university should feel like they have a home waiting for them somewhere. And
even if this is quite a ways away from California��
Buffy threw her
arms around him, making Giles�s words cut off with a surprised grunt. �Thank
you. I haven�t really felt like I�ve had a home since��
�I know.�
Giles pulled back
from her and patted her shoulder. �You know, the day I married Joyce, I knew I
wasn�t just getting a wife. I was getting a daughter, too. And she may be gone,
but that doesn�t change who you are to me, Buffy. My door is always open to you,
and I�ll never consider you anything but my daughter.�
Buffy felt a lump
in her throat and didn�t know what to say. She�d worried when Giles had agreed
to put her through college that he was simply doing it out of a sense of guilt
or obligation, but she knew now that wasn�t the case. And it made her feel
good.
Giles cleared his
throat as he stepped back, then took off his glasses and proceeded to polish
them with a handkerchief, and Buffy had to smile at the action. He always did
that when the moment got too emotional for his Britishness,
and it comforted her to see the familiar sight now.
�I�m not sure how
you�ll feel about this, Buffy, since you only just got in and I�m sure you�ve
got to be hit hard with jetlag, but a friend of mine is hosting his annual
holiday party tonight. I told him my step-daughter would be in town, and you�re
invited, of course, but you certainly don�t have to attend. And if you�d rather
I stay home with you, I�m perfectly willing to do that as well.�
�Is this going to
be one of those crusty British parties?� Buffy asked warily.
Giles chuckled.
�Given the host, I doubt it. There�s absolutely nothing �crusty� about Spike.�
Buffy�s jaw fell.
�Giles? You have a friend named Spike?�
�Yes, I do,� Giles
replied, clearly amused by Buffy�s shock. �And I�ll have you know that when I
was your age, I was in a band.�
�Okay, now I know
you�re messing with me.�
�I�m not. There
are pictures.�
�Whoa. What
happened?�
�Life,� Giles
replied bemusedly.
�So is this Spike
guy someone you knew back in your band days?� Buffy asked.
�No. He�s several
years younger than I am. We met�� Giles trailed off. �Well, I think I�ll have
to tell you that story someday when I�ve had a bit more to drink.�
Buffy gave him a
bemused smile. �Giles, you wild man, you. Although now, I have to go to this party. Meet this �Spike.�
Maybe I can get him to tell me how you met.�
�You could
certainly try,� Giles replied, this time his expression the teasing one.
�Although considering the humiliation Spike suffered that night, it might prove
rather difficult.�
�Challenge set
then,� Buffy said with a small grin. �Although if I�m going
to go with you tonight, I probably need to take a nap. I was up early
this morning.� She paused and frowned. �Or maybe yesterday
morning. I don�t even know anymore.�
�Of
course.
I�ll be down the hall in the study if you need anything at all.�
�Thank you,
Giles,� Buffy said, giving the man one more hug before he left her alone in the
bedroom.
Buffy took off
her shoes before she climbed into the bed, smiling at the feel of a familiar
mattress beneath her. Her last thought before she drifted off to sleep was that
coming to England had definitely been a good decision.

*** *** ***
Buffy didn�t know
where exactly she�d expected someone named Spike to live, but it certainly
hadn�t been at a place like this. This place�
Well, she half
expected Mr. Darcy to come running out at any moment.
�This is one of
those British estates I�ve heard so much about?� Buffy asked with a small smile
as Giles drove his car up the drive.
�Yes, it is.�
�So Spike�s
loaded?�
Giles chuckled.
�He�s the last member of a very powerful and influential family. Granted, he�d
rather pull out his own teeth than admit that most of the time, but he held
onto the estate. He spends most of his time in his flat in London, but he does come out
here, as well.�
�I�d keep this
place, too,� Buffy said as they pulled closer. �It�s gorgeous.�
�Perhaps sometime
you can come visit me in the spring and I can convince
Spike to let us see the gardens,� Giles suggested. �They�re not much more than
snow this time of year.�
�I�d like that,�
Buffy replied, hardly able to believe she was even going to be in a place like
this. And there was something about this house especially. One glance and
she�d fallen in love�
Giles brought the
car around to the back of the house where they were immediately greeted with a
valet. Once at the door, they met another servant, who took their coats and
ushered them towards the party itself. All Buffy could do was gape,
dumbfounded, and while she knew she probably looked like some very uncultured American, she didn�t care. She�d never seen
a home like this in her life.
Which
was why she was completely unaware of their host until he was standing right in
front of them.
�Spike, I�d like
to introduce you to my step-daughter��
Before Giles
could give her name, Buffy looked up, her jaw dropping as she realized whose
home they were in. He gaped at her with a similar expression before gasping out,
�Buffy?�
�William?�
Giles joined them
with a shocked expression of his own. �You two know each other?�
�He�he gave a
reading at my school,� Buffy explained. �Back in October.�
Spike scratched
the back of his head as he shifted nervously. �We talked for a bit afterwards. Buffy�s�a real bright girl.�
Buffy had to keep
herself from snorting at that. Ask her out for drinks, spend all night talking
to her, then run off saying he had a wife, and he was going to call her a �real
bright girl�?
�Well, this is certainly
unexpected,� Giles commented.
�You�re telling
me,� Buffy replied, giving Spike, or William, or whoever the hell he was the
evil eye. In the weeks since the reading, she�d decided she didn�t like him. He
may be attractive, sure, but men with wives who flirted with college girls and
bought them coffee were jerks. Even if they did mention said wife and flee the
scene before things got too heated. �Now how about I leave
you two alone to catch up while I go have a drink.� She turned on her
heel and headed towards the bar.
�Oh, balls,�
Spike muttered and started after her, only to stop when Giles stepped in front
of him.
�Seeing as that
girl is the closest thing I have to a daughter, mind telling me what�s going on
here?�
Spike sighed,
peeking around the other man to make sure he didn�t lose sight of Buffy. �It
wasn�t really anything, Rupert. She came to one of my readings, we had coffee,
and that was it.�
Giles eyed him
warily. �It doesn�t seem like that was�� He stopped in mid-sentence. �Wait, is she
the one you�ve been talking about?�
�Yes. And now
that I know you�re practically her father. Awkward.�
�Yes, just a
tad,� Giles replied. He cleared his throat. �You should talk to her. At least
tell her the truth, Will.�
�Yeah, I should,�
Spike agreed. �Make sure no one starts dancing naked on the tables while I�m
gone?�
Giles smiled.
�I�ll be sure to ask them all to wait until you return.�
Spike clapped his
friend on the shoulder. �Thanks, mate. I�ll be back.�
�I thought you
were too young to drink,� Spike said as he approached Buffy, watching her as
she sipped from the glass in her hand.
She turned
around, glaring daggers at him. �That was in America. This is merry ol� England. So where�s your wife?�
Spike sighed. Of
course she wasn�t going to make this easy for him. �Hell if I know. I haven�t
seen the woman in five years.�
�Huh?� Buffy
asked, her brow wrinkling in confusion.
�Look, can we go
talk somewhere else? There�s�there�s been things I�ve been regretting ever
since we met, things I really wish I�d said, and now you�re here, and I�ve got
a second chance, but��
�It�s a little
loud and crowded in here?�
Spike grinned
softly as she finished his sentence for him, and Buffy felt the same warming in
the pit of her stomach she had when she�d first met him. She took a quick
drink, hoping she could make it go away.
�Yeah,� he said.
�I won�t keep you away long, I promise.�
Buffy was so not
going to do that. After all, the only thing worse than going out for coffee
when you were already involved was pretending to be already involved so you
could ditch your coffee date.
�Okay.�
Buffy kicked
herself internally. Dammit�
�Follow me then,�
Spike said as he started to walk off. Buffy set her drink back on the bar and
followed.
He led her down a
long hallway into a room that looked much more modern than the rest of what
she�d seen. There was a television, a stereo, and a high-end laptop computer.
�This is where I write when I�m here,� Spike explained. �I needed one room that
didn�t look like a total throwback.�
Buffy eyed the
huge wad of crumpled paper by the garbage can. �And I guess you managed that.�
�Look, Buffy,
about what happened in California, I�m sorry. You just�well, you blindsided
me.�
�I
blindsided you?� Buffy asked, turning to face
him head on, her hands planted on her hips. �You�re the one who chased me out
of that reception and asked me out for coffee.�
�I know. It�s
just I�d had my eye on you the entire time I was up at that podium. You were
captivating. I�I�d never been that drawn to a stranger in the audience before.
And then when I saw you leaving, I just reacted. I didn�t know what I wanted
only that I didn�t want you to simply walk out of my life.�
�So you walked
out of mine instead?� Buffy asked, accusatorily.
�I panicked,�
Spike admitted. �When I saw you in the audience you were gorgeous, but then I
talked to you and found out you were so much more than that. I hadn�t enjoyed
talking to a woman that much in years, and I knew if I kissed you, well��
�Well, what?�
Buffy demanded when he grew silent.
�That
it would be it. That I�d be head over bloody heels!� Spike
yelled, the sudden rise in his voice making Buffy take a step back. �Bloody
hell, Buffy, you�re a teenaged college student living half the sodding world away from me.�
�At least I�m in
my late teens,� Buffy said meekly, knowing it was a pretty lame thing to say,
given the situation. But here was the man she hadn�t been able to get off her
mind for over a month, no matter how hard she�d tried, and he was telling her
he didn�t even want to try with her?
Her admission
made him pause, and he gave her a bittersweet smile as he said, �And I still
haven�t been a teenager in fifteen years.�
�So? That still
doesn�t mean you had to just ditch me and run off like you did. We still
could�ve been� I don�t know, penpals
or something?�
�Penpals?� Spike asked her in disbelief.
�Or
something!� Buffy yelled, throwing her hands up.
Spike snorted.
�Trust me, Buffy, the way you were making me feel that night, the last thing I
wanted to be was your sodding penpal.�
�Obviously you
didn�t want to be my anything!�
Spike thrust his
finger at her. �That isn�t true. Didn�t you listen to anything I said? I wanted
you. I still want you. You�re so bloody gorgeous, even when you�re
yelling at me.� He shook his head. �No, especially when you�re yelling
at me. You get all flushed and your breathing gets heavy, and� Oh, sod it.�
Buffy�s eyes
bulged and she let out a surprised squeak when Spike grabbed her and kissed
her, his mouth hard and unyielding against hers. However, she soon gave into
the kiss, and Spike wrapped his arms around her as he opened his mouth,
slipping his tongue into hers to explore.
The kiss made her
feel lightheaded, and Buffy held onto him for support,
one hand gripping his hip while the other tangled in his brown curls. He
tasted even better than she�d imagined�
Finally, he broke
away, resting his forehead on hers as he struggled to right his ragged
breathing. Buffy kept holding on, trembling right along with him. He lifted his
head up and kissed the crown of her hair, and Buffy smiled.
�I should�ve done
that back in California.�
�Yeah, you
should�ve,� Buffy agreed. �So there�s really not a wife around here somewhere?�
�No. Well, not
around here anyway. I�m married on paper, but she�s long gone. I just
panicked and used that as an excuse. I�m sorry.�
�So just to
clarify so there�s no more confusion, you�re definitely single and available?�
�Yes. I am single
and available.� Spike tucked a hair he�d mussed when they�d been kissing back
behind Buffy�s ear. �So what does that mean for us then?�
�I don�t know,�
Buffy admitted. She glanced up at him through hooded eyelids, somehow managing
to look shy and sensual at the same time. �But maybe we could start by you
kissing me again?�
Spike thought
that was a good idea.

*** *** ***
Did anybody see
that coming? Comments would be highly appreciated.
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Time After Time