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The Queen (BtVS - Chapter nine)

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9. Lovers Walk

Buffy sat on her bed near Angel. He was asleep, his face covered with blood. The Slayer wiped his lips and heard him mumbling Spike’s name and her name in a soft crying voice.

Silently she wept.

Seeing him so vulnerable reminded her many episodes of her adolescence and the great love she had felt for him.

She smiled tenderly tasting her own tears and kissed his forehead.

The Slayer walked into her bathroom and closed the door behind her.

“Need a hand?”

Spike was removing his torn shirt, hissing in pain. “No,” he murmured.

She didn’t listen and helped him to get rid of the shirt. His neck wound was still bleeding. With a wet sponge she traced the edges of the bite, carefully avoiding the sensitive internal part of the wound.

“Ouch!” he hissed.

“Don’t be a baby. You’re supposed to enjoy this kind of stuff. You’re a creature of the night,”

He gave her a glare.

She opened the first aid kid, looking for some bandage. She also took a couple of clean towels and a bottle of disinfectant.

“Take it away. Don’t need it, you know …”

“Sorry. Habit,” she said, cleaning the wound. “You’re bleeding a lot. He bit you pretty hard.”

He barely nodded. “Thank you,” he said with a sigh.

Buffy accepted his gratitude but didn’t look him in the eyes.

He spoke softly. “If it wasn’t for you he would have died. I kinda want his flaccid ass still around,”

“I’m glad you’re such good friends,”

Spike closed his eyes, suppressing a shiver. The concern and the blood loss had visibly weakened him.

“I would give you some blood,” Buffy whispered. “I can bring you some, if you want,”

“There’s no need,”

“You’re trembling,”

“I … I suppose I’m still scared,”

“I’m sorry,” she said, tossing the torn shirt in the basket.

“My shirt!” he protested.

“I’ll give you one of Xander’s.”

“Here we go again! Wearing the carpenter’s clothes!”

“Consider yourself lucky,” she replied hiding a smile.

He looked at her intently, tightening his trembling hold on the sink.

“Spike …”

“I’ve never thought it could be like this. The bastard …”

“Spike …”

“I’m angry, Buffy!” he confessed. “When we were stuck in that warehouse, I had to endure his stupid speeches about death and life and destiny. He told me to leave him there, to save myself. He asked me to tell his son about his … he made me promise I would manage to survive, the bloody fool!”

Spike lowered his head, hiding a sob. Buffy hugged him.

“I’m sorry!”

“I had to listen to his pessimistic considerations and I thought … while he was fainting, I thought that I would be alone. Again. Oh, I’ve always hated the bastard!”

“I’m sorry, my love,”

A tear ran down the vampire’s face. And then another one and another one …

Buffy sealed his tears with a kiss.

The sun was setting and the storm was over.

Spike’s skin was fairly lusterous in the feeble light of the bathroom. Pale and scarred and soft under her touch. She had missed him very much. Too much.

When he had taken off her pajama top and pants, she didn’t ask for anything. Just accepted him in her arms - in a tight embrace.

The tears stopped the very moment he was kissing her again, slowly licking her lips with languor. 

She closed her eyes and sighed, feeling lost and warmed. Loved.

“Need some help?” Buffy asked.

Spike was managing to wear an old shirt without moving too much his arms. “Thanks, I can do it alone.”

The Slayer nodded, putting on her pajamas pants.

“Wait,” she murmured. “You can sleep a little … here, if you want. You look tired.”

“Buffy, I …”

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking about running down the streets with a blanket.”

“You know me too well,” he whispered, smiling.

She went to the door and turned briefly to kiss his cheek. Spike hesitated for a second, then he pulled her in a passionate kiss.

“I didn’t know if you still wanted …”

“All the time,” she confessed with a sigh.

They kissed one more time and left the room.

Angel had opened his eyes, but he was still weak. His pupils were dilated from the poison and teary, like he was about to cry.

“Don’t talk, Peaches. Get some rest,” Spike suggested, lying beside him, exhausted.

Angel took a breath before turning to Buffy. “Thank you.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll call the girls, I’ll get you some blood. Rest.”

“Stay with us,” he whispered.

“I can’t! It would be too much …”

“Please, Buffy. Stay with us.”

She agreed and lay down near his chest.

“Thank you,” he sighed, before slipping into sleep. 


( 13 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 7th, 2012 10:22 pm (UTC)
I'm enjoying the story. Thanks. However, "evanescent" is not the word you want. It means fleeting, passing quickly away so as to be no longer seen.
Dec. 7th, 2012 10:30 pm (UTC)
Maybe translucent would be a more appropriate word? I mean, Spike isn't Edward Cullen, he doesn't spark, but I noticed that he really has a fine skin. Me likes very much.
Thank you for you comment!
Dec. 7th, 2012 10:58 pm (UTC)
"Translucent" means that light passes through. Not transparent like a window, but like a flashlight behind a colored piece of paper. The light passes through. So that's not the word either. Let me think about it.
Dec. 7th, 2012 11:04 pm (UTC)
Perhaps "faintly lusterous," which leans glowing, a possibility in the light.
Dec. 7th, 2012 11:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I didn't know the word "lusterous". It's a nice suggestion.
Dec. 8th, 2012 02:16 am (UTC)
Would you like to have some English beta help?
The Fairy Godmother of Verbal Usage
Dec. 8th, 2012 10:42 am (UTC)
Yes, my beta is Slaymesoftly and she helps me with the translation. At some point she proposed to do the translation only and to send the chapter to another beta - only for the grammar. I'll ask her about this option. Thank you again for your suggestion.
Dec. 8th, 2012 01:00 pm (UTC)
Fine. I'm rather busy myself, but I'm willing to try it once and see how it goes.
Dec. 8th, 2012 01:04 pm (UTC)
I'll ask her first but thank you again. It's a really kind offer.
Dec. 8th, 2012 12:16 pm (UTC)
I love it, how many times I must say it, I don't know. I'll keep on say it till the world ends, and after. Bye from Batheart83.

PS: sorry for my English.
Dec. 8th, 2012 01:01 pm (UTC)
You're too kind! Thank you so muuuuuuuch!
Dec. 31st, 2012 06:49 am (UTC)
Very interesting relationships you're building here. You're telling me just enough about this world and how it works to make me want to fill in the blanks!

Very moving chapter!
Dec. 31st, 2012 12:58 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Your Angel icon is so funny! XDD
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