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Chapter List
- 1-A Pirate's Life for Me
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The look on Giles's face told Joyce
as soon as she opened the door that something was wrong. "Is Buffy
here?" Giles asked.
"No. You didn't find her
either, I take it."
"No," Giles replied,
stepping inside the house.
"You didn't�you didn't find
any signs of Glory, did you?"
Giles shook his head. "Nothing overt. But if Glory simply grabbed her, then�"
He trailed off, noticing the look of worry on Joyce's face. "I'm sure Buffy's
fine."
"Which is why you've got that
wild, nervous look in your eyes, right?"
Giles sighed. "I am worried,
but Buffy's taken longer to patrol before. She may have simply run into something
that took up more time than she was anticipating."
"Is that a nice way of saying
my daughter is probably somewhere fighting for her life?"
"Well, not quite that extreme�
Perhaps we should call some of the others, see if they've heard anything?"
"Good idea," Joyce
replied as she and Giles walked towards the telephone.

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Buffy woke curled up against a warm
body, a heartbeat sounding steadily beneath her ear. Strong arms were wrapped
around her waist, keeping her in place. For a moment as she drifted through
that place between sleep and wakefulness, she found nothing about this position
to be out of the ordinary, still accustomed enough to waking up next to Riley.
But as she became more aware, she
remembered that Riley was gone. Besides, the body she was nestled against was
too tight, too compact to be Riley. The events of the previous day came back to
her, and who exactly it was she was currently using as a pillow became
blazingly clear. Buffy's eyes popped open, confirming that it was indeed Spike.
Her initial impulse was to jump
away from him, but the novelty of hearing a heartbeat emanating from his chest
kept her in place. She reached up and touched his cheek, fascinated by the
warmth�the life�she felt in his skin.
"That tickles, you know."
Buffy pulled her hand back as if
burnt. "Spike! You're awake."
"Wasn't until you started
going all Helen Keller on me," Spike mumbled, shifting a little.
"Something on your mind pet?"
"You're alive."
"Well, yeah. Would explain the
whole 'not bursting into flames thing' when I'm on deck. Besides, we already
discussed the fact that I don't seem to be a vampire here�just like you're not
exactly in prime Slayer condition."
Buffy winced slightly at his
reminder of her newfound weakness, but she decided not to dwell on it. "I
know, but now�hearing your heartbeat, feeling your warm skin�makes
it seem all that more real, y'know?" Buffy pulled away from him. "But
it's not real. None of this is real. We're stuck in some trashy book."
"Can't be
all that trashy."
"What makes you say
that?"
"'Cause
we're not shagging."
Buffy frowned. "You're a pig,
Spike."
"Do you ever plan to come up with
any new insults for me?"
"I prefer to stick with the
classics."
Spike folded his hands behind his
head. "Suit yourself. But the timid young maiden being ravished by the
sexy pirate captain�sounds like fun to me."
"Hey! I'm not timid�or a
maiden for that matter. And that's not my kind of fun."
"It's not, huh? No wonder
Cap'n Cardboard ran off to play G.I. Joe in the jungle." Spike could've
kicked himself as soon as the words were out of his mouth, and the pain on
Buffy's face made the regret even stronger. "Buffy, I'm sorry. I didn't�"
Buffy climbed out of the bunk,
picking up her clothes from the floor. She struggled to put the corset back on
for a moment before throwing it to the ground, tears in her eyes. Spike came up
behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders, but she pushed him away.
"Don't touch me."
"Look, Slayer, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean anything by it. I say dumb things sometimes. You know me�I just
open my mouth and out pops just about anything. I'm sure the git's leaving had nothing to do with your skills in
bed."
Buffy made a noise somewhere
between a laugh and a sob. "No, you're first observation was probably
closer to the truth. After all, why else would he run off to get bitten by
vampires?"
"That didn't necessarily have
anything to do with sex�" Spike said, wincing as
he knew his tone was anything but convincing.
Buffy turned around, tears shimmering
in her eyes. "Please. You're a vampire�most of the time anyway�so you know what a bite can do to a human. And
don't go trying to tell me otherwise, because I know, too."
"Riley's an
idiot, Buffy. Any man
who wouldn't be satisfied with you is."
"No man's ever been satisfied
with me, Spike. Not Angel, not Parker, not Riley. I don't know what's wrong
with me, but there has to be something."
"Or maybe there's something
wrong with them, Buffy. Riley, as
I've said, is an idiot. Parker was obvious a wanker that did that to all the girls, and Angel�well, if I listed off all his issues we'd
both be old and gray by the time I finished."
Buffy shook her head. She hated
being this vulnerable around Spike, but at the same time she felt like she
couldn't help it. She felt scared and lost, and he was the only person around
who she really knew, physical appearances of some of other people on the ship
not withstanding. "I'm starting to think I could never be enough for
anyone," she admitted softly.
Spike took a step closer to her.
"You'd be enough for me."
Buffy's eyes grew wide, and she
backed away from him. "What did you just say?"
"I uh�I was just trying to
make you feel better. Not like it was a declaration of love or something,
Slayer. No point in getting your knickers in a twist about it." Spike
chuckled nervously.
"I should go back to Giles. Or Pod Giles. Or whoever he is. He's probably worrying.
Pacing, cleaning his glasses, mumbling 'oh dear'�the whole shebang."
"Right. So you need help getting that corset back on, or�"
Buffy looked down at the garment in
question in disgust. "I really, really don't want to."
"I have an extra coat. You
could throw it over what you're wearing now, should be enough to make you
decent. Eighteenth-century style underwear is a far cry from your usual
thongs."
Buffy eyed him skeptically.
"How do you know I wear thongs?"
Spike internally berated himself
for saying one dumb thing after another all morning. The last thing he needed
Buffy to know about was his little excursions into her underwear drawer� "Uh�lack
of panty lines?" he replied.
"You pay that much attention
to my butt?"
"Look, do you want the coat or
not?"
Buffy glanced at the corset and her
dress again. As much as the idea of running around a ship full of pirates in
what was essentially her underwear was unpleasant, the thought of squeezing
back into that outfit was worse. She couldn't breathe, and the dress had to
weigh a ton. "Fine, I'll take the coat."
Spike went over to the chest and
got the coat, bringing it back to Buffy. She muttered a "thank you"
as she wrapped it around herself. He then put his boots back on and led her
back to the cabin where Giles was, Buffy's face flaming as the other pirates
made catcalls and obscene comments. When
he started to go into the cabin with her, Buffy put her hand out, stopping him.
"You have a ship to
captain."
Spike looked at her, confused.
"But what about trying to get out of here?"
"Come back later, when there
are less people around."
"Buffy�"
"I'm fine. Go play
pirate."
"I'll look around for anything
that could�"
"Yeah. Let me know if you find something."
Buffy shut the cabin door, and Spike stared at it for a moment. He cursed himself
again for all the holes he'd stumbled into this morning by opening his mouth. He
turned around, seeing that most of the crew was watching him. "Get back to
work!" he called out, storming angrily back towards his own cabin.

***
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"Lady Elizabeth! You're back!
I was so worried about what that vile, contemptible wretch was doing to
you."
Buffy sat down on her bunk.
"I'm fine, Giles. The 'wretch' didn't do a thing."
Lord Rupert looked at her for a
moment. "But you're wearing his jacket�and his shirt? Where is your
dress?"
"On his cabin floor,"
Buffy muttered.
Lord Rupert sat down again,
immediately proceeding with a thorough glasses cleaning. "He's�he's
compromised your virtue?"
Buffy snorted. "Gallons
and gallons of no."
"Pardon me?" Lord Rupert
blinked, unsure of what to make of her response.
"That was a no. As in he
didn't do anything to my virtue."
Lord Rupert scratched his head. He
couldn't imagine a situation where a man such as William the Bloody would take
a woman for the night and not do anything
to compromise her. Perhaps his ward was too unfamiliar with what took place
between a man and a woman to understand what had happened. "Are you quite
sure? He didn't�"
"Look, Giles, I may be a damsel
here with the weakness and the swooning, but I think I'd notice that. We slept. I had my clothes on, he
had his clothes on. End of story." Buffy muttered under her breath. This
was all enough of a hassle without having someone fretting about her
"virtue."
"I am quite relieved to hear
that. I have worried since I discovered you were no longer here. I know you
have led a sheltered life and know nothing of these things, Elizabeth, but men
like him, they do things to women that are dastardly and vile."
Buffy stifled a giggle. She thought
that anything Spike would do to her might be a bit on the "dastardly"
side, but she doubted it could possibly classify as "vile." When she
realized what she'd just thought, any desire to giggle promptly vanished.
Anything with Spike would be vile. It was Spike.
Current heartbeat not withstanding, he was still as disgusting as ever. They'd
get out of here, and he'd go back to being nothing but a soulless vampire�just like
the ones she staked everyday. Definitely no reason to think
of him as anything else.
Buffy ignored the little voice in
the back of her mind that loved to remind her that Spike was not like the other vampires she
encountered on a daily basis. That he was nothing if not unique.
"Did he discuss what he plans
to do with us?" Lord Rupert asked after a moment, breaking the silence.
"No," Buffy replied.
"But he'd not going to kill us, so don't worry about that."
"Are you certain?"
"Yes." And she was. Somehow,
any worry she'd had earlier that Spike might take advantage of this situation
in order to kill his third Slayer had passed. He'd demonstrated behavior
pointing towards the exact opposite.
What Buffy found even more
surprising was that she was now wishing she'd remained with him instead of
returning to the cabin with pseudo-Giles. Her uneasiness over his comments
before had passed, and she felt a desire to see him again. Unbidden, her mind
kept replaying everything she'd felt waking up with him that morning, how good
it had been to be in his arms.
Buffy shook her head. Those weren't
good thoughts to have. Warm, fuzzy Spike thoughts were definitely of the bad.
She lay back on the bunk. "I'm going to rest for a while. I have a
headache."
"I will keep myself quiet for
you, then," Lord Rupert replied.
Buffy nodded slightly, then rolled over towards the wall. She tried to fall back
asleep, but found it impossible as her mind kept bringing her back to Spike.

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Sorry this one was sort of short,
but I wanted to post it tonight, and I have an early class I should be getting
sleep for.
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