Btvs oneshots

.3. Friends -Spike

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Once again I was stood outside, looking in to the Scoobies, I was usually always invited, but after that evening, after that vampire bite, suddenly everything changed...

We were patrolling that night like we usually would, I was paired with Xander, I wasn't usually but Willow was sick so the safest thing to do was pair us together and Buffy go alone.. or so we thought. We went down our path and a few minutes later five vamps appeared out of nowhere, we fought them off best we could but one managed to grab me as Xander was trying to stake the others, it happened to fast, all I remember was getting caught, then touching my neck and seeing blood on my fingers. 

What hurt me the most was that I would of never turned my back on one of them, so why did they do it to me ? I was so lost in thought that I hadn't noticed or heard the quiet footsteps of someone walking up beside me.

"Staring again pet ?" Was all he said.

"It's just not fair." I answer back quietly.

"Life's not fair." He says with a shrug of his shoulders. I rolled my eyes and started to walk off back down the path to my own place before Spike quickly caught up to me.

"Oh come on, don't be like that.. do you really need that bloody lot ?"

"They're my friends" I slightly snap back, to which I feel Spike come to a holt, making me turn to face him, I saw that look on his face, it was the same one he had had when he first saw me staring in at them.

"They wouldn't treat you like that if they were." He saw the look on my face before quickly adding "come with me".

I furrowed my brows slightly, and hesitantly followed him not really sure of what to expect, we walked for a little while until we reached an empty looking apartment. 

"And what are we doing here ?" I ask slightly confused.

"Need some bits for my place." He says as he starts to walk around, rummaging through some boxes. I look around myself and suddenly it hits me.

"Spike is this Angels apartment ?" I ask slightly in disbelief, to which I just get a mumble, I know the two have a love/hate relationship but this is literally just Spike stealing what he likes. I watch him continue to look through stuff until he sees a lamp he quite likes. He turns to say something to me but stops himself as his hearing picks up on someone coming up. He pushes me behind the door with him, his arm pressed firmly around my waist. We hear the door open, followed by a sigh.

"Spike are you in here.. stealing my stuff again..." We recognize Angels exhausted voice and quickly bolt out of there, Angel clearly saw us as we ran past him, but he just let us go, I think he's used to Spike by now.

We continue to run for a while, making sure to get away, we stop not that far from the cemetery, and I look over to see Spike still holding Angels lamp, I can't help but let out a laugh. I notice Spikes head shoot up to look at me when I do.

"What ?" I say, with a smile still on my face.

"Just been a while since I've heard you laugh is all pet." He says with a slight smile of his own before continuing "come on, lets get out of here."

I nod my head and we start to walk back to his crypt until Spike notices the Scoobies out on patrol and quickly turns to me. "Actually, never seen your place before, maybe we could go there, you know, crypt is a bit dusty for company right now.." I was slightly confused at first, until my eyes caught sight of Willow, I focus back onto Spike and nod "sure, come on."

After a quick ten minute walk, we're back to mine, I walk straight in forgetting that some need to be invited in, until I hear him clear his throat.

"Sorry, Spike you may come in." I say as he walks in the door, I turn to get us some drinks, well more like cooled blood, I may still be getting used to this whole being a vampire thing, but if there is one constant reminder that I am one, it's drinking this. I hand one over to Spike to which he happily accepts. We sit in a comfortable silence for a bit until I speak up.

"I hope you know that if Angel comes looking for his lamp, I will no be lying for you." I say looking over to him.

He fakes a hurt expression "But I thought we were now partners in crime, you are my accomplice."

"I don't remember ever agreeing to that." I say with a giggle.

We continue to laugh and talk for the rest of the night until we both hear a firm knock on the door. We look up but soon start laughing again as we hear..

"Spike ! Y/N ! I know you're in there, I want my lamp back !"