A/N: One Step at a Time Summary: Buffy and Spike developed a close, working friendship after Spike comforted her when Joyce was diagnosed. Spike succeeded in killing Doc on the tower, preventing him from getting to Dawn and therefore Buffy dying. Him and Buffy made their relationship official in the final chapter and have been together all summer between S5 and S6.
Like the first fic, I won't be writing all the scenes from every episode word for word. The episode it is will be listed at the beginning and if you can't remember the events of it I suggest reading an episode summary on the internet. If you want to know why I'm doing it this way, feel free to read the A/N on the first chapter of the first story. Having said that, there will still be dialogue used in this fic that I DID NOT write and are property of the show, the network, the writers etc and ARE NOT mine.
Huge thank you to oncoming-neatly-folded-swan, Gothic-Angel342 and mother wilson for their interest and enthusiasm over having a sequel.
For now...on with the show! Mainly S6 E2, 'Bargaining Part 2' is this chapter, with all the hellions, of course there was no resurrection etc. ~BB x
"Now the BuffyBot's all making with the slayage, I have more free-time. I'm thinking I should look into getting a job." Buffy decided, sipping her hot chocolate.
"You have a job." Spike scoffed. "You save the world every day without so much as a bloody thank you."
"True. But that job doesn't have a pay check. And that's the thing I kinda need now I'm a single parent to a moody teenager."
"I can get money." Spike assured her.
"Yeah but I want legal money. Slayer here?" Buffy reminded him. "And besides, now Willow's living here there's someone to look after Dawn."
"I thought that was for all those night spent in my crypt." Spike winked at Buffy. She flushed instantly, any memory of her and Spike together made her blush.
"Well yeah...that too."
Spike knocked back the last of his mug of blood and licked his lips clean. "I'm heading to Willy's. It's poker night and I need to win back my kittens from Clem."
"Would you please stop gambling with kittens?" Buffy groaned.
"I just sell them on. Not as bad as what some of those bastards do to 'em." Spike shuddered.
"If it makes you shudder, I don't wanna know."
"See you tomorrow, luv." Spike curled an arm around Buffy and brought her mouth to his.
She squirmed around in his touch, squealing. "No! You have blood breath you're not kissing me!"
"Come on, kiss your vampire." Spike loomed over her.
"Ew, no!" Buffy cackled, dancing out of his grip and running out of the room.
"I know you like kissing me! No pain, no gain!" Spike sing-songed as he chased after her.
"You're so gross!" Buffy shrieked.
"Oh but you're the one dating me so I think that says more about you!"
Spike twirled her around and pressed her back against the wall of the hallway. They were both grinning and panting, gazing into each other's eyes. Finally, Spike leant down and captured his lips with hers.
"If you guys are gonna be all cute, could you not do it in a communal area? Or involve your tongues?" Dawn covered her eyes as she walked past.
"Oops. Sorry, Dawn." Buffy said guiltily, breaking the kiss.
"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" Spike whispered to his girlfriend.
"I could still taste the blood."
"Yeah but I'm such a good kisser it doesn't matter." Spike called as he sauntered out of the front door.
Buffy smiled as he left, leaning against the front door. "You are so smitten." Dawn teased.
"Who's smitten?" Willow wandered as her and Tara came through the back door.
"Buffy."
"Tell me something I don't know." Willow laughed.
"Hey! I wouldn't use the word smitten exactly..."
"Have you told him?" Tara asked. "That you're..."
"Madly in love with him? Nope, I'm enjoying the denial." Buffy admitted.
"You're in love with Spike?" Dawn screeched excitedly. "How come no one tells me these things?"
"Dawnie I can't even tell Spike, how could I tell you?"
"It'll happen. When the time is right, it'll just slip out." Willow promised.
"I hope so. 'Cause I feel so bad making him wait but I just can't say it."
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"Let the Scooby meeting commence." Xander announced, settling down at the table in the Magic Box.
All of the were huddled together, Anya had just locked up and they were about to begin discussing the events of patrols. Despite this being a weekly ritual since some of them were fifteen, it still got a little boring.
"Ran into a few vamps last night who've got some crazy idea that the Slayer's dead." Spike revealed.
"Why would they think that?" Willow wondered.
"My guess is they ran into the BuffyBot. She needed repairs last night, right Will?" Buffy remembered and Willow nodded.
"So they assumed that if a robot was guarding the Hellmouth, that meant Buffy was dead?" Tara guessed.
"Surprisingly logical for the undead." Buffy shrugged.
"Hey! Present company excluded, I hope." Spike sniffed.
"Yeah 'cause you're Mr.Spock." Xander scoffed.
"Children. May we get back to the matter at hand?" Giles reminded the group.
"What's the what, here? They think Buffy's dead, she's not. So?" Dawn asked confusedly.
"My worry would be hellions." Anya said matter-of-factly.
"That's what I was thinking, pet." Spike agreed.
"Hellions? What are hellions?" Willow asked the room.
"Demons that attempt to...overrun towns they perceive to be unprotected. They riot, kill and wreak absolute chaos wherever they go." Giles informed them.
"Bloody good motorbikes though." Spike interjected.
"These hell guys. They'll be attacking tonight?" Buffy checked with Spike.
"That'd be my guess."
"I say we split up, cover more ground that way. But someone has to stay with Dawn."
"What? No I wanna come!" Dawn protested.
"You want a cigarette and some illegal drugs too?" Buffy said sarcastically.
"I can stay with Dawn. I don't suppose an old man like me would be much use running around after demons on motorcycles anyway." Giles offered.
"Thanks, Giles."
"Locked doors, lights off, drapes closed. Right, Watcher?" Spike advised.
"Of course."
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The roar of a motorbike careening down Revello Drive brought the Scoobies back to the job at hand. The time for choosing weapons was over and, laden with axes, broadswords and crossbows, they took off into the night.
The warriors stormed into the battle, going for the four before them. They easily overpowered them in minutes and Buffy placed her hands triumphantly on her hips, "Well that was easy."
"Ummm...Buff?" Xander nodded behind them where a gang of demons were zooming in the opposite direction on their bikes.
"Spoke too soon." Buffy sighed. "You guys stay here, scout out the rest of the area, look for stragglers. Based off of those guys," Buffy gestured to those just seen. "these guys," she pointed to the dead ones at her feet, "didn't come alone."
"Copy that." Willow agreed.
"Hop on, luv." Spike called.
Buffy spun around and was delighted to see the vampire perched atop one of the demons' motorbikes. She hurried over and settled behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Do you know how to drive one of these?" Buffy asked.
"How hard can it be?"
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"Look at that boys! We killed 'the slayer'!" One of the hellions jeered, kicking the destroyed BuffyBot.
"Congratulations." Buffy announced her arrival.
The abandoned junkyard was crawling with the rioters, small piles of fire placed at random intervals, the destroyed BuffyBot lying discarded between the demons.
"Is that the-" Another hellion whispered, receiving a sharp elbow in the ribs.
"So the Slayer lives on." The leader grinned. "Why'd you leave your town protected by this...thing then?"
"I didn't. I was trying something out. The rest of your guys I either killed on my way over here, or my friends are killing as we speak. I'd say that's damn good protection."
"Yeah well, you're gonna need it." The leader lunged for Buffy.
She darted out of the way, dropping her sword on the way down and jammed her knee into his face, then brought an elbow down onto his back. The demon leapt to his feet as quickly as he had fallen and swung for Buffy. His fist connected with her jaw and she kicked out, hitting him square in the chest. The hellion stumbled backwards and Buffy picked up her fallen weapon. In one clean swipe, she lopped his head off.
The Slayer then leapt to Spike's defence, helping the vampire clean off as many of the remaining ones as they could. They'd both seen a few run off when they first saw her and since then the numbers had dwindled still. There were two left standing, they took one look at the barely bruised Slayer and vampire and sprinted in the other direction.
"Stay outta Sunnydale!" Spike yelled after them.
"Well said, honey." Buffy grinned. "I mean not as punny as I would've done, but still." Another missed opportunity to say the L-word. Damn.
Spike scoffed. "Let's just go see Niblet. And the rest of the Scoobies."
"Hey, the welfare of the Scoobies didn't sound so much like an afterthought!" Buffy said proudly.
"Maybe they're growing on me." Spike considered this for a moment when Xander came in sight and tripped over the broadsword he was dangling from his hand. "On second thought..."