The attic for some adventure...s

[angelbuffy]

"I guess we go up those stairs, then look for some more." We had made it out of the kitchen with no sign of Angel, Gunn or Illyria. It just dawned on me that I hadn't even asked how Angel was...even if he survived. That worried me, it made me think..and thinking was not very high on the scale of good Buffy things to do

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[mad_poet_spike]

"Yep," I said I as a walked into the attic, flipping on a light switch. "So here we are."

It wasn't so bad, and there was the big bad book on a pedestal, surrounded by other things, probably from childhood, and even a couch.

"Would you like to sit down with me, Buffy?" I asked as I lounged on the couch. It was quite comfortable. I tried to get the idea of a shag on this couch out of my head. Focus on Buffy, not what you want to do her Spike.

I waited to see what her response was, giving her an engaging smile.

[angelbuffy]

"Would you like to sit down with me, Buffy?"

I wasn't sure how to react to that question. Spike was Spike. He didn't want to talk...or maybe he had changed. I was completely lost, so I looked at him, then headed for the couch.

I took a seat beside him.

"So, you're good?"

No, I didn't mean for it to sound that way. Well, let's just hope it didn't sound as bad in his ears as it did in mine.

Who am I kidding..it's Spike.

[mad_poet_spike]

"Right. I'm fine. You know, saved the world, then was brought back and been stuck with Angel and Co. because Wolfram and Hart owned the amulet that brought me back. In fact they still own it, which means I can't leave L.A., which is why I didn't tell you I was back yet."

That was a lot for me to say. I usually don't go on like that. But I couldn't help it, I felt I like I owed her an explanation. There was something I hadn't said though.

"Well that and..." I looked away. "I dunno...I guess I thought you'd be disappointed...might as well let you remember me as a hero...anyway, so how have you been getting along?"

I looked back at her, not sure what her response is going to be.

[angelbuffy]

"Right. I'm fine. You know, saved the world, then was brought back and been stuck with Angel and Co. because Wolfram and Hart owned the amulet that brought me back. In fact they still own it, which means I can't leave L.A., which is why I didn't tell you I was back yet."

That was a lot to take in. He was right on track though. That would have been the second question out of my head. Something like 'How are you back?' I was working on wording that not so rude. But he eliminated everything. I just looked at him.

"Well that and..."I dunno...I guess I thought you'd be disappointed...might as well let you remember me as a hero...anyway, so how have you been getting along?"

"Wow." And that's when I got angry, then sympathetic at the same time.

"You..and Angel both should have told me. and- Spike, you saved us, I can't be dissappointed in you. I'm angry. You should have told me. You know how I am with secrets."

The couch was becoming just a little bit uncomfortable.

[championbrooder]

I followed their smell to a set of stairs that went up to an attic or a third story. I quietly walked up the stairs, not hearing anything, at first. Then I cracked the door open quietly, nearly vamping out at what I saw.

I cleared my throat, but Spike was already breaking the kiss. What the bloody HELL, Angel? Is the word privacy NOT in your bloody vocabulary?

"Looks like I got here just in time. We have the troll toe, in case you give a crap, Spike. Please excuse him, Buffy, he thinks with the head not attached to his shoulders."

[angelbuffy]

Angel walked in. That was perfect timing too. Just as I was double thinking my actions. He walked in, in the middle of a kiss. And that was the last thing I wanted. It was further from last. It wasn't even existent.

I didn't see hurt in Angels' eyes though. I didn't see anything, maybe he got better than he already was before he left. I looked at him, completely pondering what I was going to say. I just looked at Angel, and stood up from the couch.

I wiped my lips and fixed my hair.

"Wesley needs us?"

Run away Buffy, just run.

[mad_poet_spike]

I jumped up too, practically ignoring Buffy, sorely pissed off at Angel for interrupting us.

"You PONCE. You're just mad because I kissed her first."

Angel's eyes flashed angrily at me. "Yeah, Spike, that's it, this is a contest to see who can get with Buffy the fastest."

I smirked. "Don't play innocent, Angel. I saw your face when you saw us. You were jealous. You have feelings for Buffy just as much as I do, admit it."

He got close to me, into my face. "Let me tell you something, Spike. We are not fighting over Buffy. She is not some prize to be won. Yes, I didn't like seeing you kiss, I admit that, but that does not mean the only reason I came up here was to break it up. In case you've forgotten, we've got a half crazy Wesley in house that needs to be cured."

"I KNOW that." I sneered at him. "In case YOU didn't notice, I wasn't exactly asked to go on the adventure to get the stupid toe. You may be the favored hero, but you can't have it all, Angel."

[angelbuffy]

I stood there, like the monkey in the middle...they.. acted like I wasn't even there. I wished I wasn't. Dammit, temptations. Why did I have to start this. Why did Spike and I have to start this.

Dammit.

"That's enough! For the love of God people, I'm standing right here."

I wanted to rip all my hair out. Maybe they'd both forget at the sight.

"Let's just go downstairs and get Wesley cured. We'll talk about this later."

I wanted to tell Angel how sorry I was, I wanted to tell Spike how sorry I was, I shouldn't have acted immaturely. I should have waited if at all. I should have never gone to the couch.

First mistake.

I didn't hold the door open. I walked out, eying them both, then turning around and proceeded down the stairs. I hit my forehead. D'oh.

That's how I felt.