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Tough Love
Chapter 1: Strangers
Buffy woke up and found herself in a moving bus. It was hot and crowded, the road was bumpy and a man besides her was snoring. His head jerked forward every time the bus jumped, but it didn’t seem to bother him. The fact that she’d slept at all seemed strange to her, she couldn't remember the last time she’d had any sleep, not the deep kind of sleep anyway.
Not since her mother died. It had only been only two months but it seemed shorter. Time seemed to have frozen since she’d found her, dead, on the couch, and now she was heading to L.A, the last place on earth she wanted to be and meeting the last man she wanted to meet - Hank summers. Last time she’d seen him he was drunk, and having one of his usual fights with her mother. She was fifteen then and now she was twenty-one and dear old dad claimed to be sober. Said on the phone that he was a changed man. Said that he had a career now as a coach - boxing no less. He used to teach high school football, and now he was training some guy named after a pointy object. Buffy was outraged by the thought of it. He said he was a nice guy, but it sounded like Hank had finally found some monkey to do his chores for him and give him back his long lost pride.
Buffy looked around and realised the bus had stopped.
The man besides her woke up, blinked and looked around then at her face."I guess we're in L.A." He gave her a tinny smile and got up to grab his things.
I guess we are. Buffy did the same but with less enthusiasm.
***
"Get up you git!" Spike shouted at the young man who was lying on the floor. "Is that all you got? He smirked.
"Shut up Spike...I swear as soon as I find out which one of you is real I'm gonna kick your ass." Gunn tried to get up but fell back.
"O.k, come on Charlie boy." Spike smiled and reached out a hand for his friend. "Maybe you’ve had enough for one day?"
"You think!?" Gunn looked at him, annoyed.
"Okay hit the shower, I'm gonna do some laps."
Gunn started walking out of the ring, but then turned around.
"Where’s Hank? Didn't see him today."
"Oh. I 'll come back later, he went to bring his daughter from the bus station.
"Yeah, heard about that, I'll bet she's a hottie."
"I've seen her picture once and yeah, she's okay" Spike shrugged.
"Just okay it doesn’t sound so good coming from big bad Spike…"
"Well she was fifteen then and she's blond so definitely not my type."
"My bleached- headed friend, I've seen your type, she was creepy."
"Dru was just fine!" Spike snapped.
"For a blood sucker maybe," Gunn teased and saw his friend's eyes narrow.
"Aren't you going somewhere?" Spike said with a glare
"Fine, fine I'm going."
As his friend left the room Spike sighed, he really didn't want to spend the day in the gym by himself. Hank bringing Buffy into his life wasn’t the best of timing right now. A big fight was coming soon and he still wasn't prepared. Hope you know what you’re doing hank, he thought as he took off his gloves.
***
"And this will be your room." Hank looked at the small room he’d fixed for his daughter and then at her. He tried to get her to say something to him but she hadn't talked since the bus station. It seemed she was still in Sunnydale or some other far away place.
"You have men’s clothes in here." Buffy looked at the jacket on the chair.
"Oh, that one belongs to Spike he probably forgot it last time he was here." Hank walked across the room and picked up the jacket.
"He sleeps here?"
"No, no…well not usually…sometimes we lose track of time so he stays the night, but don't worry honey now that you’re here, I'm going to spend my spare time with you."
"You sure he won't mind?" Buffy scoffed.
"He'll get over it. He's a tough guy"
"I'm sure" she mumbled, and looked away.
"Yeah…but he's smart too, you'll like him honey. I'm sure you'll have a lot to talk about."
"I don't know Hank, haven’t met a lot of boxers who like to talk about art and politics."
"Well maybe he'll surprise you, maybe I'll surprise you as well. Then you could call me dad again. You think you could do that Buffy?" His voice was full of hope.
Buffy just looked down.
"Okay. I'll fix us some lunch and then we go down town"
Hank saw that Buffy wasn't responding and he turned to leave, but not before giving his daughter a last glance.
"Okay" he said again, and left.
***
"This is where you work?" Buffy looked at the old building.
"It isn't so bad. It looks better inside, come in." Hank opened the door.
"Here we have the ring and out back in the yard we have the workout equipment." They walked together and Hank pointed to the place he was talking about.
"And this is my office." Hank stood next to the door and waited for Buffy's response.
"Aren’t you going to invite me in?"
"Sure honey," Hank smiled and opened the door.
Buffy entered and saw a young blond sitting in her dad’s chair. He looked at both of them, surprised.
"Spike! You’re here, " Hank smiled. " Come and meet Buffy".
Spike got up from his chair and stood next to Hank, and the girl in front of him.
"Nice to meet you." He reached out his hand. "Heard a lot about you."
Buffy took his hand, a look of discontent on her face. "Can't say the same about you," she muttered.
"Is that right?" Spike caught her words.
Buffy looked him in the eye and saw he was staring blatantly back at her. She gave him a long, hard look.
Spike was impressed she wasn't looking away. Well this is interesting, he thought. Feisty little thing aren't you.
Hank felt the tension in the room and just as Spike was about the say more he intervened
"Right, lets show Buffy the rest of the place! What do you say Spike?"
"My pleasure" Spike threw a smile in Buffy's direction and saw her roll her eyes.
The two blonds walked through the door and heard Hank suggest that Spike join them for dinner. Looking at each other they both knew it was going to be along night.
***
Hank's dinner didn't go as planned. He tried his best to make conversation, but it seemed like his daughter wasn't interested in anything but looking daggers at the blond man in front of her. When they finished their meal the three just sat and stared at each other.
"I guess I'll take the dishes" Hank said, getting up.
"Leave it Hank." Spike quickly stopped him. "I'll take care of it later." He looked at him and indicated him to sit down.
"Gee Hank, looks like you found the son you never had," Buffy sneered. She turned to look between the two men and stopped at Spike's scolding gaze.
"I guess you can say that Hank is like a father to me," he tried to say it as calmly as he could.
"What do you know, and what does your real father think about that?"
"I don't have a father…I'm an orphan"
"Oh." Buffy turned red.
Kinda got your foot in mouth huh pet? Spike almost laughed at the young woman’s expression.
"I think we all need some fresh air," Hank stated clapping his hands together and getting up from his chair. "Why won't you two go to the balcony," he suggested. "I'll join you in a while."
"You alright hank?" Spike asked, concern in his voice.
"I just need a little rest."
"You sure?" Buffy asked, and the two man looked at her surprised.
"Yeah honey I'm fine why won't you go with Spike?" He turned to his bedroom and Buffy looked at Spike as he led the way.
They stood together and leaned on the handrail, Buffy turning her gaze to the view as Spike stared at her, trying to figure out what was going on in her head. She was obviously still upset with her father, but it didn’t seem to be the usual parent’s divorce grudge. He looked at her and knew what he had to do to make her open up.
"So…are you always that bitchy? Or is this a one time performance of the Buffy show?
"Excuse me? " Buffy looked at him surprised.
"I just don't get why you would come all this way if you’re not going to give him a second chance?" Spike looked at her cold face and wondered if he didn't overstepped the mark.
"Excuse me? Did you hold his hand in rehab or something? Buffy scoffed.
"I don't remember you being a part of my family…hell, I don't even know you!"
Spike looked at her and tried not to take her words too personally because on some level he knew she was right. She’d only known him for a few hours, he was a complete stranger to her.
"I understand where you're coming from," he said in a low voice, but I’ve known Hank for a couple of years now, I know his past and I know he's a good man. He wants to make things better between you two, and I think he deserves a chance."
"Oh! You think so? That's rich. "Buffy said, unimpressed.
She gave Spike one last, harsh glance and turned to leave. Spike didn't give it much thought and grabbed her arm, she looked at him, shocked.
"I-I'm sorry" he quickly dropped his hand.
"Don't come near me," Buffy said harshly.
Spike looked at the raging girl in front of him and knew this was a battle he wouldn't win.
"I just wanted to help" he whispered.
"You want to help? Great, then stay out of my business."
And with that she stormed out.
tbc
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