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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
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Angelus took Buffy to his cabin and
threw her on his bed. She sat up, moving as far away from him as the confined
space would allow. "Please, don't do this," she begged him, cowering
as she spoke. "Please."
Angelus grinned. "Ye just keep
beggin' me, sweet thing. Only makes me want ye more."
"But I'm a lady of the highest
reputation! You cannot possibly sully my virtue in such a fashion!"
"I'm a scoundrel�sullyin' the virtue of ladies is what I do."
"Please," Buffy sobbed.
"My lord Admiral Finn will surely see you sent to the gallows if he finds
you've done such a thing!"
Angelus shrugged. "I'll tell
him it was William. Besides, once I'm done with ye, ye
won't be makin' much sense anymore anyway." Angelus reached out, twirling
a strand of Buffy's hair between his fingers. "Ye ever seen a woman after
a man's broken her completely?"
Buffy whimpered, tears rolling down
her cheeks. This couldn't be happening to her. She was Lady Elizabeth Summers,
daughter of� Wait� Buffy blinked. She wasn't Lady anything, and she was not one for the damseling.
She was Buffy Summers, Vampire Slayer. She struck out, her foot landing
squarely between the juncture of Angelus's legs. He doubled over in pain, and
Buffy jumped up, her eyes scanning the room in search of a weapon. She may have
been powerless, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. She'd defeated Kralik without her strength, after all, and he had been
more than some slimy, nasty pirate with a bad mustache.
Angelus groaned from where he was
crumpled on the floor. "Stupid little bitch! Ye'll
wish ye hadn't done that."
Buffy said nothing, instead
responding by grabbing a bottle from beside the bed and smashing it over his
head. Angelus slumped, unconscious. Buffy knelt beside him, searching his
pockets until she found the key to Spike's cell. She kicked Angelus one more
time for good measure, then left the cabin, careful
not to be spotted as she made her way back to Spike.
The look on Spike's face when Buffy
walked through the door was one of pure, unadulterated relief�and that was
before she held up the key that represented his freedom. She ran over to the
cell, unlocking it and letting Spike out. He immediately pulled her into his
arms, hugging her tightly. "Buffy�I was so worried�"
"I'm all right," Buffy
said reassuringly, letting herself return his embrace.
"He didn't lay a finger on me."
Spike pulled back, although his hands
were still resting on her hips. He couldn't stand to let her go, not after what
he'd felt watching Angelus drag her away. "What did happen?"
"I kicked him in the groin and
then smashed a bottle over his head."
Spike grinned. "Good
girl."
"I was rather proud of myself.
But now we really need to get out of here."
"No
complaints from me about that plan, luv."
"But I may have a wee
complaint or two."
Spike and Buffy spun around to see
Angelus standing in the doorway, blood dripping down his face from where Buffy
had hit him with the bottle. Spike moved Buffy behind him, trying to shield her
with his body. "I won't let you hurt her, Angelus."
"Lookit poor William, always trying to play the hero and
protect the lassies.
Think this time it'll work any better than it did with Drusilla?"
Spike snarled as more of
"his" past with the man before him became clear. "You murdered
Dru."
"Yes, that
I did. And it was worth it, too, if not just for the look it put on yer face,
ye poor, pathetic bastard."
Spike could feel Buffy's fingers
digging into his arm as she clung to him, and he knew she was afraid.
"Again, you're not hurting this one. I'd die before I'd let you touch
her."
"Sounds like a deal to
me," Angelus said before charging at them, sword drawn. Spike jumped out
of the way, taking Buffy with him. He was a second too late, and the sword
grazed his side. Spike hissed in pain, but didn't let himself
falter. All that mattered now was Buffy's safety. He moved quickly, managing to
knock Angelus down. Before the larger man could get back to his feet, Spike
took Buffy by the hand, running with her back up to the deck.
Angelus's crew had become aware of
the escape attempt, and had gathered on the deck, moving towards Spike and
Buffy. "Stop them!" Angelus bellowed as he staggered up the stairs.
As the pirates began to close in on
them, Spike looked around for something to inspire a plan. She saw what he
needed over his left shoulder. "Hold on tight, pet," he told Buffy
before grabbing her by the waist, trying not to wince as her arms wrapped
around him and grazed his wounded side. Without another word, he leapt over the
side of the boat, taking Buffy with him.
The pirates glanced around and over
towards the water, looking confused. "Should we go after 'em,
captain?" one asked.
"No point," Angelus
replied. "They're as good as dead anyway. With William's side bleedin'
like it was, they'll probably be eaten by sharks." Angelus grinned to
himself, certain that that was the last he'd seen of
William the Bloody. It figured the idiot would leap to his own death. "Now
back to work, all of ye!"
As Angelus's crew scrambled to
comply with his orders, the pirate stomped off towards his cabin, deciding on a
story to tell Admiral Finn that wouldn't cost him his own neck.

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"One of these books is
missing," Anya announced to the group in the Magic Box as Willow and Tara
prepared to perform the locator spell. "I ordered fifteen, but there are
only fourteen here."
"Anya, Buffy is missing�and quite
possibly in some sort of mortal peril involving Spike," Xander snapped at
his girlfriend. "Now is not the time to be taking inventory."
"But�"
"We're ready to do the
spell," Willow said, cutting Anya off. "I need everyone to be
quiet."
Anya crossed her arms over her
chest. She really hated it when no one would listen to her.

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Spike wasn't sure how he managed to
bring himself and Buffy to the island safely without a hitch. The water was
cold and choppy, and his side was still bleeding freely. Then he remembered
that technically, he was stuck inside of a story, and decided to attribute it
to the miracles of fiction.
From beside him, Buffy coughed. He
could see her shivering in the pale moonlight, and pulled her to him. "I
know I'm cold and wet, too, luv, but at least I actually have some body heat to
share."
Buffy nodded, her teeth chattering.
She looked down and gasped at the large, red stain on Spike's shirt.
"You're bleeding!"
"It's not bad. Angelus just grazed
me is all."
"Let me look at it."
Before Spike could protest, Buffy was pulling off his wet shirt to inspect his
wound. He hissed when her fingers grazed it.
"What's the prognosis,
doc?" he asked, trying to sound anything but nervous.
"You'll live," Buffy said
with a wry smile. "The bleeding seems to be slowing down, and it isn't
very deep." She picked up his shirt, wringing it out before tearing off
long strips of fabric. She used a wad of the cloth to staunch the wound, then wrapped the longer pieces around him to form a
make-shift bandage. "At least my Slayer first-aid skills didn't go away
with my strength," she said once she had him all patched up.
"Thank you."
"It was the least I could do
for the man who just saved my life."
"You did a bit of the saving,
too, pet. Couldn't have done much from inside that
cage."
Buffy smiled. "Guess we make a
good team, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess we do."
Even if she was sporting the drowned-rat look, Spike thought the woman in front
of him was absolutely breathtaking. He wanted to kiss her, hold her, make love to her on this beach. He got to his feet, wincing
as his side protested the movement. "I should find wood for a fire. It'll
help us warm up."
Buffy frowned in disappointment as
Spike walked away from her. But he was right�they did need a fire. She stood
up, going after him. "I'll help you."
Spike nodded and walked with Buffy
into the woods.

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Buffy stared into the fire, resting
her head against Spike's shoulder. He had his arms around her, both of them
comfortable with the pretense that their closeness was merely for warmth.
Although they both wondered what they were going to do now, neither vocalized
the question. There was no reason to, since they knew there was no answer to
give.
"You know, as strange as this
might sound, I can think of worse people to be stuck on a deserted island
with," Buffy said, breaking the silence.
Spike refrained from telling her
there was no one he'd rather be on
the island with. "True. You could be here with Harris."
"Oh god, I can just imagine
the amount of whining Xander would be doing right now�if he'd even managed to
get this far." Buffy frowned. "What does that say that I'd rather be
here with my mortal enemy than one of my best friends?"
"That your
'best friend' is damn irritating, and I'm bloody good company, whether you want
to admit it or not.
Besides, I think our relationship has been downgraded from 'mortal enemy'
status. At the very least we�share a bond of mutual annoyance."
Buffy chuckled. "You certainly
haven't been acting like my mortal enemy�or even the pain in my ass you've been
since you got that chip. Just the opposite, really.
Hell, you got yourself stabbed for me."
It could've been simply a trick of
the firelight, but Buffy could've sworn she saw Spike blush. "It wasn't
that big of a deal. Didn't even incapacitate me. I was
still able to swim to this island and everything."
"Still� It was very brave of
you, Captain. Were it not for you and your daring, I would still be at the
mercy of that cruel brigand. I owe you my life, William."
"I could do nothing but fight
for you, fair Elizabeth. From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I have been
bewitched. You've managed to weave your spell around me, my beauty, making me
wish to be nothing more than your willing slave."
"Oh William, I�" Buffy stopped,
pulling away from him. "What the hell
are we saying? And my god, are my breasts actually heaving?"
Spike glanced down. "Uh, yeah. They are a little."
"Stop staring at my boobs,
Spike."
Spike held up his hands in
self-defense. "You're the one who pointed them out, Slayer."
Buffy frowned. "We need to get
out of here before I slip into a total repeat of Halloween '97 and start
hollering about the 'man with the musket.'"
"Your hair's not brown,"
Spike pointed out.
"Oh, well, that's ever so
comforting," Buffy replied sarcastically.
"Look, why don't we just get
some rest? Maybe we'll be able to suss things out in the morning."
"Or we could be eaten by rabid
land sharks in our sleep," Buffy muttered.
"Doubt it. Land sharks aren't
warm-blooded, so they can't contract rabies. Besides, they're also demons, and
it doesn't seem like this place is very demony."
Buffy stared at Spike. "Are
you telling me 'land sharks' are real?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, I've
never seen one knock on a door and yell 'candygram,'
but they're real enough. Although if I were you, I'd be more
worried about wild boars, or something of the sort."
Buffy's eyes widened. "Wild�
Spike, that's really not making me feel any better."
Spike reached out and squeezed her
shoulder. "Don't worry, kitten. You've got me to protect you."
Buffy frowned. That did make her feel better, and she still
wasn't completely comfortable with that concept, despite what "Lady
Elizabeth's" thoughts may have been on the matter. "Fine, let's
sleep," she said. "And preferably manage to avoid the wild boars and the land sharks."
Spike lay down in the sand, putting
his arm behind his head. "Come here, luv. No point in both of us getting all sandy."
"My hair's
already pretty icky as it is," Buffy said in token protest before lying
down at his side, her head resting on his chest. Spike wrapped his free arm
around her waist, and she closed her eyes, letting the roll of the ocean and
the beat of his heart lull her to sleep.

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