That Sodding Chip

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Summary: Buffy finds out Spike's chip doesn't work anymore, on anyone.

AUTHOR: Christy
EMAIL: moneal@poboxes.com
WEBSITE: www.members.tripod.com/allaboutspike
RATING: PG-13 (I’m not really sure, but no smuttiness)
PAIRING: Buffy/Spike
SETTING: Sometime in the near future. I’m ignoring the whole chip doesn’t work on Buffy thing (you’ll see why). Written before Smashed aired
SPOILERS: Season 6 so far
DISCLAIMER: Joss owns all, I own nothing. I just like to play with the characters and put them back when I’m done.
DISTRIBUTION: Just ask first.
DEDICATION: For Colleen, my inspiration. This is part of my bid for miniondom.
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“Hmmm, that was……WOW!” Buffy thinks cuddling deeper into Spike’s chest.

Spike and Buffy are lying in Spike’s bed. Spike starts nuzzling Buffy’s neck.

“If not for that chip, I would never let you this close to my neck”, Buffy says, half-joking.

“Chip, that sodding chip has been out for months”, Spike growls as he dives for Buffy’s neck.

Before Spike can blink, he is lying on the floor. Buffy has him pinned with a stake held menacingly.

“Bloody hell woman, do you really think I would bite you? After all we’ve been through.”

Buffy avoids Spike’s eyes.

“You do! You really think I would hurt you. So, I’m good enough for a roll in the ole sack, but not good enough to trust. That’s great!” Spike is pacing around the crypt, getting angrier as he talks. “I love you, I would never hurt you. Forget it, I’m out of here!”

Spike grabs his duster and leaves.

He is stalking through the cemetery muttering to himself. “Self-righteous bitch, thinks she’s so superior. I’ve been a bloody vegetarian for months for her and this is how she thanks me. I’ll show her, I’ll show them all. I’m Spike, I’m the Big Bad, I’m evil!”

He enters the Bronze, storming to the bar, he orders a beer. He looks around at the people drinking, flirting and dancing. He spots a pretty coed, alone at a table by the stairs. “Ah, she’ll do nicely” he thinks. He approaches her, turns on the charm and gets her into a corner. He starts kissing her neck and vamps out. He pushes her head to the side and strikes.

He is walking back through the cemetery. “I knew I should have killed her when I had the chance. This is all her fault! I can’t even feed anymore. DAMN her.”

Spike bursts into his crypt. Buffy is there. She is dressed in a flowing white gown. The crypt is bathed in candlelight, with flowers strewn about. In the middle of the room is a small table with a lone goblet on it.

“Come for another round of rip Spike’s heart out and stomp on it. I don’t want to play pet. Just leave.” Spike yells.

“I……I thought you might be hungry”, Buffy says tentatively.

“Hungry? Sorry to disappoint you luv, I already ate”, Spike sneers coldly.

“Spike! I know you didn’t eat.” Spike looks at her questioningly. “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you. I know you love me and that you would never hurt me.” Buffy looks at the floor. “I’m just so scared. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” She looks up, tears streaming down her face, “I love you Spike.”

Spike takes two strides towards Buffy, throwing the table out of the way. He sweeps her into his arms and takes her to bed.

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Christy - moneal@poboxes.com