Through Spike's Eyes

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series

This is a series of eight drabbles, one for each season of Buffy and one for season five Angel. They are all from Spike's point of view.

Written for Live Journal's Summer of Spike 2004

They are all rated G except for drabbles 4 and 6, which are R for language.

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Prague

She misses him. I see it in her eyes sometimes. She misses her daddy.

I never told her about meeting up with him in that Nazi submarine. I just let her think I got out all by myself. If I had told her, I would have had to tell her about him siring that new boy, Lawson, and that would have hurt my dark princess. See, she still thinks she was the last one he made, and that's special to her.

It's dark now. Dru's all excited to get to the hunt.

The people of Prague are such easy pickings.

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Reunion

He's here.

I can't believe it. Angelus is here helping the bloody Slayer! When did he become one of the sodding white hats? When did he turn his coat? Yeah, I know about the soul and all. We ate the gypsies that cursed him, didn't we? But still, a soul's no excuse for helping the Slayer.

I'm not looking forward to telling Drusilla. I have to tell her, don't I? Can't have her running into him and thinking her daddy's back, now can I? What if he hurts her?

Wonder if Darla knows he's here? She'd sort him out straightaway.
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Love's Labor Lost

"You taste like ashes," she says.

I look at her desperately. Why doesn't she understand? I did it for us. I don't care about the ruddy Slayer. I just wanted things to be the way they were before Sunnydale. Why doesn't she understand?

She turns from me and walks away. She no longer wants me. What am I to do? I feel lost, alone. I did it for us. Why doesn't she understand?

I feel as if I've been staked in the heart. I sit here sobbing and the pain envelopes me.

She's left me.

I'll never love another woman.
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What She Deserves

I'll kill them. The whole sodding lot. Soon as I get this thing out of my head. How could this've happened to me? I'm the Big Bad for fuck's sake! It's her fault, I know it is. She can pretend she doesn't know what those Initiative blokes are up to, but I know she's behind it. Her and that big stupid soldier boy of hers. And just what the bloody hell does she see in that prat anyway?

Well, one of these days, I'll be free of this chip. One of these days, I'll give the bitch what she deserves.
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Every Night

The dreams come every night. Always different and always the same. In a hundred different ways I save the Nibblet. I take her to Buffy all safe and whole and uncut. The Scoobies gather around me with hugs and tears and pats on the back. The Watcher solemnly shakes my hand. Buffy gathers her little sis into her arms and weeps as she holds her.

And then she turns to me. And she smiles. She walks up to me, takes my face in her hands and leans in to kiss me.

And then I wake up.

And then I cry.

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Apology

"If you wanted to hurt Buffy, congratulations. It worked."

I didn't want to, Nibblet. I didn't mean to hurt her. I just wanted something to make the feelings stop! I never meant to touch Anya. I never meant to cause Buffy pain.

"Didn't take long, did it?"

But you told me to move on, Buffy! How could what happened have hurt you if you don't love me?

"Congratulations. It worked."

"Didn't take long."

The whiskey sours in my stomach and the words whirl around in my head until I want to scream.

Maybe I should just go apologize to her.

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Thoughts Before Dying (Again)

Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if I hadn't met up with Dru in that alley. Would I have married? Had children? Would I have been happy, or would I have died a lonely old man surrounded only by scraps of badly written poetry?

And sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if we'd never come to Sunnydale. Would I still be with Dru, fighting and fucking and laughing my way though the world until someone had a real good day?

Probably.

But I would never have become a hero.

Thank you, Buffy.

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Dragonslayer

"Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon," he says.

Of course he does. Always wants to be the sodding hero. Thinks he's Saint bloody George. Well I'm a hero too. Even he said so. Maybe I should slay the dragon. Do something before he's done it.

Still, it's his war. And he's head of the family now just like he was when it was the four of us; me, Dru, Darla and him. I loved him then. Just a little.

I love him now, too. Just a little.

So maybe I'll let him slay the dragon...

Nah.

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