As far as he knew, Buffy had spent at least one night in the hospital, and he supposed the next three resting. Scarcely expecting to see her tonight, he was surprised when she pulled an attacking vamp off of him.
"Looking spry, Slayer," He remarked, getting to his feet and watching her land blows to the vampire 's face.
"Hey, I 've felt worse." She punched the vamp again, and then landed her stake home. As hard as being the Slayer was, Buffy landed the stake and …show more content…
Bruising on her hands and the lightest scratch above her right eye were all that seemed left.
"So everything 's all right at home, then?" He lit a cigarette, leaning back on a grave.
"Oh yeah, barrels of fun times." Buffy sighed, crossing her arms. "I 'm just glad they 're okay. Even if they keep waiting on me and haven 't let me patrol."
So she 'd stayed in the extra nights on account of Joyce. Made sense to Spike; the Slayer 's family had been confronted with the very thing the world sent their Buffy to contend with.
"Thank you, you know. For being extraction guy with Giles and getting me out of there." She dared a look at him, finally, he breathed, and there was still something uneasy in her face. Truthfully, any regrets Buffy had battled over a deal with Spike were pretty settled now. She owed him her family 's lives- she wasn 't going to forget that. Even if the stink of cigarettes was starting to cling to her clothes.
"What about the Watcher?" Spike saw Buffy wince, even as he tried to keep the edge of out his …show more content…
"Oh god- if you-"
"To your grave, I believe was the agreed upon time apples should be discussed. I 'm assuming you didn 't share the source of-"
"Cow 's blood. I told her I was leaving cow 's blood so I could give it to you later." Buffy tucked hair behind her ears. She hadn 't expected her mother to play dutiful house-host to Spike, let alone even know he was there.
Blinking for a second, Spike realized Joyce had brought him blood, so she knew he was a vampire. He hadn 't considered that angle of oddity while he was sitting here licking apples off his lips. Joyce had treated him.. quite casually for a bloke who caught slaughter her city block, he thought darkly. It struck him that Joyce had just been being nice.
"Look, thanks for not saying anything. I- You 've been..." Buffy didn 't want to say relieving when she still found his presence irritating, and frankly nothing in her life felt relieved. A vampire, keeping watching over her family, protecting her life, her Watcher not her Watcher... "helpful. But no one can know. No