It's all worth it ( English version )

Cruel Intentions

The night was both calm and tormented at the same time, especially for the handsome brunette who feared having to stay all day with a stranger, but especially to leave Clarke next to a vampire a little too seductive. About that, he discreetly asked Giles how Spike managed to go out in broad daylight and he answered that he used a stone called "the gem of Amara" which allowed him not to burn under the sun's rays. The librarian Watcher then embarked on a fascinating explanation of the origin of the stone and how Buffy's ex-boyfriend ended up pretending to destroy it, only to give it back to Buffy years later. Buffy then saw fit to give it to Spike. He didn't know whether it was a test of trustworthiness or just an act of charity. He trusted his slayer and until then, he hadn't regretted it. Giles didn't particularly like Spike, but he had learned to accept him and recognize that his help was often very helpful. Bellamy had drunk Giles' words, captivated by the way the man with glasses explained.

The morning passed quickly, too quickly, especially since most people got up at dawn. Luckily, Buffy had two bathrooms, which was very convenient for everyone to get ready. Giles had left while it was still dark, it was a long drive to the council and he wanted to get there early, not knowing how long it would take. Echo had gone to spend the night at Willow and Tara's house so that he could leave directly from their home and make arrangements for their journey to the various witches and wizards they knew.

Octavia, Monty and Jasper were still asleep, but had promised not to leave too late, so they were to meet with the Sunnydale youths to find out if anything else strange had happened lately in connection with the gate. Octavia was a little disappointed not to go to places where there was more action, but she was happy to share her day with the 2 best friends. She knew it would be a lot of laughs and she really enjoyed their company.

Alex and Murphy were about to leave for the library when Bellamy came out of the bathroom, he just had time to greet his friend before he left. The latter was neutral, as usual, it was impossible to know if he was apprehensive or looking forward to the day ahead. Alex admired him for some reason, but it was a fact. And what Bellamy didn't doubt was that Murphy loved to be idolized, so there was no reason for anything to go wrong.

Bellamy gently knocked on Clarke's door as he passed by to let her know that the bathroom was available if she wanted it. He was hoping to see her before he left, and he especially wanted her outfit to be a little less sexy, although he knew he had no say in the matter and had greatly appreciated her new look. However, knowing she was with the vampire all day was already too much of a worry for him, so if she was wearing her best, he would only think about it. He wanted to keep his mind focused today. To him, she was still the most beautiful wonder he had ever met, and he was hoping that this would not be the case for anyone else. Their relationship was complicated enough as it was.

Buffy was already waiting for him downstairs with Spike. They seemed to be arguing when Bellamy walked into the kitchen.

"Trust your good buddy Spike Love, you know my methods are... effective, somewhat unconventional."

"Don't call me Love I told you before! And do as you wish. Just be careful about Clarke, okay? She's been through enough already."

"Don't you trust me? Believe me, I won't let anyone touch any of her beautiful hair. She can't be any safer than she is with me and you know it... I won't let her out of my sight, nothing will happen to her." On the one hand it reassured Bellamy, on the other hand it annoyed him to no end.

"I don't know if I should be reassured or worried...". Apparently, Buffy shared his point of view.

"What does that mean?"

"You seem to like her a lot, don't you? "Here we go. So he wasn't crazy.

"Ohoh!!!! Is the Slayer jealous????" The blond boy laughed his head off and Bellamy got really angry, so he stood in the living room and spied on this interesting conversation. "She's really beautiful and adorable, you know she's my kind of woman: pretty, a little scrappy, she's not afraid of me and she stands up to me just like you... She is intelligent and is stronger than she seems...And unlike a certain other blonde, she seems to sincerely appreciate me and to be comfortable in my company... I appreciate her a lot, indeed. But she is not you, Love."