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28 February 2013 @ 07:00 am
Reckonings at hand  
Characters: Spike, Buffy, Samantha, Willow, Oz, and Xander
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Location: Sunnydale, Slayer headquarters :: Buffy's house
Thread Status: Open to Sam, Buffy, Xander, Oz and Willow

Two months had past since Samantha Wild had come into Spikes life. Two months since her sire, Barbara had allowed herself to be whisked away to Los Angelos. They kept in touch, as promised, mostly Angel calling Spike more than anything else. It seems that Barbara was doing a good job of keeping him on his toes, much to Sam and Spikes delight. As such most of the time she wasn’t able to come to the phone to call herself. It had taken Sam some time to get used to how things were with her sire now, it was hard for her to accept that her sire was okay, that she wasn’t being hurt or traumatized in a way that she didn’t fully want.

So five weeks ago, three weeks after she had left, Spike had filled up the Chevy Impala Barbara had left for Sam, and bought a GPS for it. On a sunday night he had then put Sam in the car and told her to hit start on the GPS, she should be in Los Angelos within a matter of hours. Sam hadn’t wanted to go of course, at least not without Spike, but he had knelt by the car as she sat in the drivers seat and told her that he wasn’t letting her go, not by a long shot.

“You just need to visit.” Spike had explained, “I fully expect you back here by Wednesday night. No exceptions, or I’ll come hunt you down and make you regret not being more timely. You need to see for yourself that she’s okay. I need you here Sam, but you’re never going to be here if half of you is always with her. Go.”

"Can't you come with me?" Sam had whispered, hands gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles turned white.

“You know the slayer can’t spare both of us, not right now, and I can’t go for you. This is the only way...Trust me.”

He had stood there on the side of the road, leaned up against a tree as Sam eased her way back out of the drive-way and took off toward Los Angelos. Oz and Xander had been hanging about, part of Oz’s pack had just gotten back from a recent patrol, or hunt as they liked to call it. He had walked up to Spike then as he gazed out into the distance. Off toward fading tail-lights.

"You gonna be okay man?" Xander had asked after the dogs had decided to turn in for the night and Spike had turned toward him, eyebrow raised. Xander didn't care about Spike. At least not much. He had been the reason why his marriage had gone south, or well, sort of marriage, he had left Anya at the alter before Spike had done anything. That probably hadn't exactly helped the relationship. "Is she gonna be?"

“You know you’re the first person to really seem like they gave a damn about her,” Spike admitted, pulling a cigarette out of the inside pocket of his coat and lighting it. “Save for Red of course...”

Xander shrugged, “Wills understands that almost all of us are more monster than man, but that doesn’t make the man, or woman part in this particular situation any less relevant.”

“That’s very insightful whelp, did you come up with that all by yourself?” Spike had to admit, Xander’s sudden friendship with Samantha was unnerving and not something Spike supported. Xander hated all things vampire - well, all the vampires he had met thus far, then Sam comes bouncing in and suddenly Xander was all buddy-buddy after only two weeks of her going cold blood...errr no blood, as it were? Yeah. Spike wasn’t buying it.

Xander shrugged again. “When’s she gonna be back?”

Spike finally turned toward him, “When she’s done seeing that her sire being viciously fucked by Angel isn’t a bad thing. Just a bloody gross thing.” He had pushed past him then, his shoulder bumping into Xanders as he did. He might have put a little too much oomph behind that because Xander had lost his footing and fallen to the ground. He looked over his shoulder and thought for a moment of walking back and helping the boy to his feet but Buffy was standing at the door-way, arms crossed and he just didn’t feel like being the nice guy. Not today. He walked inside.

Sam had come back of course, right on time because she was the kind of girl that was smart enough to obey orders when directly given. Spike would be lying if he had said he wasn’t just a tiny bit disappointed, he had spent his time apart of her imagining what he might do if he indeed had to hunt her down. He had a few...delicious ideas up his sleeve, but they had scattered when she had walked in Tuesday morning just before the sun came up. Actually, just as the sun was coming up. He hadn’t been expecting her and the video game’s he was currently playing with Xander and Oz proved that.

She had raised her eyebrow at them for a moment, then glanced at the television. “Halo 4?” She had asked meekly before grabbing the last controller and squeezing between Xander and Spike on the couch. Oz had been sitting in a recliner and had just smirked quietly to himself. "Buffy gave us the night off..." Xander had mumbled, "...Guy time and what have you."

"But you’re pretty much a guy," Oz had added. Nothing was said about her absence that night.

Things had changed drastically since Sam had come, Oz being one of the changes of course. Followed behind him were a dedicated and loyal pack of wolves with just as much control over their inner-beasties as Oz himself had. At first Spike had been worried that now the house was going to smell like dog all the time, but Oz’s pack had helped out with that. It also helped that most of Sunnydale had been swallowing abandoning their homes and emptying the city, a foreshadowing of bad things to come was obvious even to the common-folk of the town. Oz had a few trust fund pups under his belt it seemed and they bought out three houses directly connected to Buffys. One next door, and then the two that shared a back-yard. Xander had knocked down the fences that separated the houses and put up a large privacy fence around the four of them to create one large yard.

He was currently building an obstacle course. Buffys home had become home for what were referred to as the Alphas. Buffy, Xander, Giles, Dawn, Willow and Himself. This was main head-quarters as it were. One of the home went to the wolves, and the other two went to the potentials who just kept showing up. Xander had offered to live with the potentials but the motion had been denied, Oz had been spending more and more time in Buffys house lately, as had two of the stronger wolves who preferred Oz’s company to the rest of their pack.

Things had been tense with Buffy and Samantha, Spike had had to put his reputation and life on the line saying that Sam could be trusted. He had waited to introduce her, a week and a half for the human blood to get out of her system, for her to gain some semblance of control of herself. He had wanted to give her more time, but time was something they were running out of and Spike knew if he was caught with her before he gave up the knowledge on his own it would only make matters worse. Sam still was not invited into head-quarters, nor the two potentials homes. Buffy had threatened Spike with inviting her himself with a stake through the heart, and he hadn’t doubted her.

As such, Spike had moved out the basement and into the wolves home with Sam, who had happily accepted her. They understood the monsters within the man, or woman, was it were and wanted to give Sam a chance to prove herself. The dog smell took some getting used too, but at least Buffy had decided to give Sam some benefit of the doubt, a chance to prove herself. As much as both of them seemed to hate every moment of kissing the slayers ass, ever since Sam had turned up, that had been their main mission, to get in good graces with her.
 
 
 
Buffy Summers: the slayerthegoodslayer on August 11th, 2013 09:09 pm (UTC)
Things seem to be getting better and worse all the same time for Buffy. She was struggling to stand up to this thing on her own, and she had begun leaning hard on Faith again...She hadn’t expected this, hadn’t expected that in the absence of Spike being her only real companion Faith had stepped up and taken that place. She could confide in Faith in the same way she confided in Spike....Spike was once the place Buffy went too when she was feeling less than human...because she was more than human. It was something Buffy was struggling to accept but was beginning to understand and use to her advantage. She would never be human.

Buffy was a monster, her power came from demons, and therefore she would never be normal. After Wood had given her the bag and she had gone threw that shadow portal and denied a way to become more powerful by becoming more demonic. She was feeling guilty...for turning that down when she was able to order her army to do the very thing she was too afraid to do.

Because the truth was she was a monster, just like Spike. They all were, but that just didn’t want to admit it. Didn’t want to admit that they liked themselves better this way...they were afraid of that part of themselves, and they couldn’t afford to be. Not right now. Even Spike couldn’t relate to this...pretending to be human. Faith was Buffys dark place...

If they wanted to win, they didn’t get too try and play pretend. They needed power.

She gathered her group together all at once. The slayerettes, the scoobies...the wolf pack and the vampires. Her army...They needed to understand.

“The time for waiting is over.” Buffy stated, arms crossed in front of her. Caleb had led Faith and the slayerettes into a trap. They had lost two more. “We’re doing nothing but waiting to be picked off one by one. We can get as many players as we want,” Her eyes fell on Oz’s wolf pack, “They can be devastatingly strong." Her eyes fell on Samantha, “But it won’t matter if we don’t have a plan. I’m done waiting...I’m done trying to protect all of you...” She threw her axe down, it made a large clatter. “You’re all weak....too weak too realise your true power...and so am I.” She took a deep breathe, “But that’s going to change. We’re going to become ready, and then, we’re going to take the fight to him, and if I expect to lead you all into battle I have to be able to know I am up to the responsibility.”

This is when Buffy explained what Willow had told her, about Caleb hiding something, about going in after it alone. This was just something she needed to do. She had left soon after that...

Unaware of what lay ahead of her, or who was on her heels looking out for her. Right now, Buffy was fighting blind, and alone. She needed to become hard.

She needed to become ready to stand alone because at the end of the day, she was the slayer, and they weren’t.