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22 September 2012 @ 11:38 pm
Time to say goodbye.  
Characters: Samantha, Barbara. Then Spike and Angel.
Time: 3 AM
Location: Angel's Mansion.
Thread Status: Open to Barbara at first. Followed by Spike, and then Angel.

Sam sat there for the next hour, her eyes searching her lovers as he spoke to her about … everything that had happened between him and Buffy the vampire Slayer. Some of the things.. she never could imagine him doing, but others.. she was unable to repress the growl of jealousy that erupted through her clenched lips. But, she had to keep her calm, she promised him that she would.

He told her about how the dream had started with him being obsessed with always wanting to kill her. To get another slayer in his notch of kills in his bedpost.. but it turned into something else. The obsession changed and he became.. in love with her. The dream… it had changed everything. His heart. His mind. his body. His .. well, mini-him. He had tried to get her to be with him, but nothing had ever happened.

She turned him down at every turn and every corner. That was.. until she had died.

Buffy died saving the world - ugh - for the second time, and Spike had been utterly devastated. Her heart admittedly hurt at the idea of Spike being so heart broken, and she had curled up into his side, trying to be comforting as he talked. She felt better when he had wrapped her up in his arms, holding her close to him as he continued to talk. He told her of how Buffy just wanted to feel.

During a very… very terrible little couple of days where everyone was singing. Although, Sam admitted that she would have loved to be there.. she would have loved to hear him sing.. She was sure that it was.. heavenly and sinful at the same time. His voice just did that to her regularly.. she couldn't wait to hear him sing to her one day. But anyway. After all the singing.. they had kissed. And their relationship began.

She, of course, was ashamed of being with him. She kept their relationship a secret, and he continued to sleep with her whenever he wanted to, and whenever she wanted to as well. They brought down buildings, literally.. and it made Sam want to destroy an even bigger building then an already condemned house.. Just to one up the slayer.

The relationship had ended sourly.

But for some reason, she kept him in her heart. So close to it that she would let him be apart of the good fight, and Sam was a little upset by that. She couldn't shake the feeling that Buffy was still in love with Spike, and that she would do anything to get him back. Well, maybe not anything, but that she wouldn't mind the vampire to be so close to her again.

The conversation had turned to her, but she was unable to tell him anything, because there were footsteps in the mansion, and they had belonged to her sire. There was only one set, and she took in a deep breath. She could feel the sorrow, and the pride, and the.. just pain… she didn't know what else was there, but she knew what this was going to be.


She turned to Spike and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth, her fingers gently tracing the skin over his cheekbones, down his cheek and chin before she was up and out of the bedroom before he even had a chance to blink. She moved down the hallway, and down the main staircase to see Barbara sitting by the fire. She took in a deep, unneeded breathe again and crossed her arms over her chest.

"How long are you staying?" she asked softly.

She knew that her sire brought her here for a reason. She knew, that that reason was either the fight.. or Spike. She also knew, that even though they loved each other dearly, and that they were family.. and best friends.. Sometimes when one had a different path than another.. they had to let them go. Because if you truly love something.. or someone.. you must let them go.
wildlyinnocent: heart and soulwildlyinnocent on September 25th, 2012 12:22 am (UTC)
"Whenever he finds me I guess… Sit down, Sam.. We need to talk.."

Even though she knew this was coming, Sam wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to hear why her best friend was leering her here with a vampire. All alone. A vampire that half wanted her, half wanted a human slayer.

Biting her bottom lip, she entered the room further and moved to sit down on one of the chairs that faced the fire. It wasn't long after until she got her tiny little, perfect, ass into the leather that her sire began to speak again. "I really am sorry, Sam. I wish I could explain it to you so you would understand.. but maybe it's better that I don't. Maybe it'll be easier if you hate me.. Hate… Hate makes these kind of things easier. They did for me. When i was abandoned."

Sam's eyes searched her best friends as she spoke, and she felt her heart breaking. She could feel piece by piece breaking off and falling down into her stomach, shattering even more as it went.

"You're an idiot, B.." she started, giving her a small smile. "We've been.. together for 80 years now, and there has never been one point in our lives that I wanted to hate you.. i've never wanted to hate you, it's never even been a subject on any one of my lists.. you've been my sire. my best friend. my lover.." she grinned, "For 80 years, and sometimes… even the best of friends.. their paths trail off and go separate ways."

She looked toward the stairs, she could hear Spike moving around int he bedroom as if he was restless. "Sometimes… they have different destinies, and I know that mine is here.. and yours isn't… and.. I'm okay with that.." she whispered.

She moved to get up, walking toward her best friend and crouching down next to her, she gently wrapped her arm around her, pulling her in close and wrapping her up in a hug. "You're always going to be my best friend. My sire. My first lover.. And if… nothing bad happens to me here. I'll come looking for you.. and i'll kick your sire's ass if he hurts you.." she said, giving her a small smile.

Slipping her hand in her hair, she pulled the girl toward her, pressing their foreheads together. "If i don't die in this upcoming war… Look out for me, okay? Because i'll be coming.. I'll follow your scent.. and i'll be wherever he takes you." she promised, her hand brushing her fingers through her hair before she couldn't help herself.

Although she had a new lover, Barbara would always be her first. Would always be someone that she couldn't say no to. At least, most of the time. She leant forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, nipping on it gently before kissing her once more. She knew that this was going to be their last night to see each other for a very long time, for ever possibly, and she didn't want anything ruining it.

Not even the sound of Spike leaving their bedroom, wondering why they were so quiet probably, and definitely not prepared to see the two of them kissing. She pulled back to look up at him, "I'm not done here.." she grinned, "Give me five more minutes, and I'll be back to bed. Promise."
Barbara O'Connor: murdererchaoticxbarbara on September 25th, 2012 04:39 pm (UTC)
Barbara wasn’t prepared for Sams reaction.

She had prepared herself for a lot of things, screaming, crying, fighting. She had expected this night to come to blows, and she wasn’t really sure how it would end. Maybe with Angel ending it. He was always good at ending things. It was really what he was good at, when you thought about it. Like so many other things that had to do with him it was both a blessing and a curse.

She wasn’t prepared for how mature Sam was about all this. She didn’t understand Barbara’s reasons, but that didn’t stop her from accepting them. She wasn’t mad - she wasn’t hurt, and she was going to be okay. She was in her lap before Barbara could think about what was happening, and for a moment, the moment Sams mouth was on hers she forgot about everything else...about Angel on his way here hell bent on making her pay, or the fact that she could taste Spike all over her. All there was was this....

Until Sam ended it, breaking free of her mouth and looking over her shoulder. “I’m not done here...” She had whispered and Barbara had sighed and rolled her eyes, knowing who was behind her. “Give me five more minutes, and I’ll be back to bed. Promise.”

“Let me just correct that for you Samantha. Wouldn’t want little Spikey getting all bent out of shape now would we.” Her hands were on Sams hips and moving her away from her, for only a moment. Her touches were gentle and she stood up and faced Spike with a soft smile on her lips.

“It’s going to be more than five minutes Spike. We both know that, and if you don’t wipe that jealous look off your face I’ll forget about being nice enough to forget the fact that I can taste you all over my childe, or the fact that you dare to interrupt my time with her.” She felt her eyes flash yellow as the anger set in, and she flashed him a fang filled smile. “Angelus might not like Samantha, but do you really think he’d be hard pressed to convince that you’ve hurt me, his newly bound favourite, oh so very much? All I gotta do..” She whispered, her voice, cool and mean. “Is flash those little puppy dog eyes and tear up...and you know just as well as I do....he’ll be after anything that hurt me like a hell hound.”

She paused for a moment, as if taking a moment to get into character. She looked down at the floor for a few long seconds before she glanced back up and when she did, her eyes were full of tears and her voice was squeaky and hurt. “He was just so mean... All I wanted was to say goodbye to Sam...I owe her that much right? Don’t I deserve that if nothing else and he just...couldn’t handle it. After everything I’ve done for him...and you know, the whole time he was just saying what a loser you are and how Buffy said you weren’t even that good in bed and...”
Barbara O'Connorchaoticxbarbara on September 25th, 2012 04:40 pm (UTC)
“You’re a real bitch Barbara,” Spike snapped, causing a grin to spread her way across her face. “Have your time with her...it’s not going to stop Daddy from having his way with you either way." She fidgeted uncomfortably at that statement, but kept her stance none the less. He came in close to her then, and whispered softly, meanly. “He’s going to eat you alive you know....and if he doesn’t....your real Daddy will.”

“I’m counting on it.” Barbara chirped back honestly, and the words caught even her off guard. Well, that was unexpected. Maybe she really was crazy.

“And they said Dru was the crazy one...” He mumbled as he stepped back and cast a look at Sam before nodding and disappearing upstairs. Barbara watched him go with her head tilted for a moment and turned back toward Sam.

“Not my cup of tea but I’ve always been one for coffee. To each their own I guess. You do know that Angels is way bi-”

Sam captured her mouth with her own then, desperately, frantically. Barbara knew time was running out and she wanted to spend every last moment she could doing this...so she gave into the kiss, deepening it. She let her hands wander up her body, the body she had owned for so long. The body she had given up the second she had pledged herself to Angelus. She wasn’t sure what Sam knew about binding, that every time Barbara owned was now his, it went so much deeper than just herself. She gripped at Sams flesh, her breasts, her nipples as she pushed her against a couch and let body drape over hers. Her leg was between Sams and she rubbed her knee hard against Sams pussy, relishing in the sound of her moan as he fell from her lips. She gripped her harder, and let her mouth move from hers to her neck, she let her fangs slip down, her vampire features falling into place, and she let her teeth sink into her neck.

She was a right-biter, while both Angel and Spike were lefts, that meant that even though Spikes fresh teeth marks were in the right side of Sams neck, Barbara’s would always be on the left. Her blood tasted magnificent...and her cries drowned out everything else that could possibly matter.