Summary: Something
unexpected happens to Buffy on
her first night in Sunnydale. Something that causes her to change
her
name and hide from the people that were to be her friends. What
happens when a certain peroxide blond vampire rolls into town?
Scenerio #1 in the Immortal Guardian Series
Chapter 21
Beth looked in the mirror. Her green-glowing Specter eyes flared with
nervous tension. Spike was starting to question her identities. This
made the turned Slayer extremely anxious. Beth wasn't sure how Spike
would take the news that she was also the Specter. She hoped that his
love for her was enough that he'd forgive her.
"Beth, pet, you home?" Spike's voice called out.
Beth quickly changed her Slayer visage into her vampire one. She hoped
that Spike wouldn't notice the change in her heart. Beth wished she
could research why she had a reflection and a heartbeat while in Slayer
mode. Then, she changed into her human face.
"Here, baby." Beth stepped out of the downstairs half-bath. "Did you
get Willow all moved in with Cassie?"
Cassie had dispatched her last demonic roommate with surprising ease
after Anya had identified it. Then she'd asked her red-haired friend to
move in with her.
Spike nodded. He went into the kitchen for some blood. He was getting
used to pig's blood now, and he found himself drinking it instead of
hunting. Spike had no desire to hurt his girls, although he did still
enjoy terrorizing criminals.
"I have tonight off." Beth followed Spike through the hallway into the
other room. She climbed up onto one of the stools where she leaned her
elbows on the counter. She watched Spike putter around the kitchen.
"Oh, yeah? You wanna go do something?" Spike turned to look at Beth.
Once again, he was struck by her beauty and innocence.
"The gang's going to a frat house party on campus." Beth shrugged. "I
heard that from Anya. I'd rather stay home. Unless you really wanna go
out?"
"Let's just stay in then." Spike leered playfully at Beth. "I'll have
some alone time with my best gal."
"Cool. I'll make some popcorn." Beth leapt to her feet. "We can watch a
movie."
Forty-five minutes later Spike and Beth were entranced by an
action-adventure movie. At least Beth was. Spike, on the other hand,
had let his mind wander. Once again he started to think about the
Slayer that had killed Beth's sire.
"Did you see the Slayer that staked Luke?" the bleached blond asked
abruptly.
"Huh?" Beth tensed for a moment before she tried to answer the question
posed by her boyfriend. "There was a flash of blond hair, and then... I
don't know. I got the heck out of there."
"So, you didn't see how she died?" Spike glanced down at Beth's dark
curls when she tensed for a second time. He wondered why the petite
vampiress seemed upset by the question.
"Not really." Beth tried to act uninterested, but Spike's questions
worried her.
"The Specter showed up about that time too," Spike said to himself.
"Wonder if there's a connection."
He's thinking too much, Beth thought. I better distract him.
She climbed on Spike's lap, and she straddled him, pressing the apex of
her thighs against his cock.
Spike settled his hands on Beth's hips. He could tell his girl was
unhappy with his line of questioning. He vowed to get to the bottom of
the mystery of Buffy Summers. Then, he succumbed to Beth's wiles.
Even as Spike sat submissively under Beth's sensual onslaught, a small
part of his brain remained actively engaged over his self-imposed
dilemma. He remembered Giles mentioning meeting the Slayer's mum. Just
before taking a more active role in the shagging, Spike told himself he
needed to look Mrs. Summers up.
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Spike didn't get to search for Mrs. Summers right away as he had
planned. A female werewolf showed up in good old Sunnyhell the day
after Halloween. The bitch's name was Veruca, and she set her sights on
Oz.
After Oz had kicked Veruca to the curb for Willow, the bitch had the
nerve to attack Willow at the U.C. Sunnydale student labs.
Unfortunately when Oz had to kill Veruca to save his girlfriend, he
became scared and unsure of himself. Nothing Xander, Spike, or Giles
said seemed to reassure the young man. Within days of the Veruca
incident, Oz left town without telling anyone where he was going. He
didn't even tell his Dingo band mates.
A few nights later Spike patrolled with the Specter on their designated
schedule that the Scoobies had devised to thwart the Initiative. From
Riley, Faith had learned the Army had no real idea what they were doing
and mainly hung out at the college and its surrounding area. The south
side of Sunnydale was safe for Spike and the Specter to patrol.
"Specter, luv." Spike looked at the dark-clad woman out of the corner
of his eye. "How long have you lived here in Sunnyhell?"
"Long enough," the Specter answered vaguely.
"How did Buffy Summers die? Surely you heard rumors."
"Luke killed her," the Specter's voice rang with truth. "Even as she
killed him."
Spike nodded, but he could hear something in the Specter's voice that
made him question her answers. Not to mention, he realized how much
like Beth she sounded. If it wasn't for the Specter's heartbeat, he
would think they were the same person. Little did he know he already
had the truth, but he lacked enough information to connect the dots.
"Do you think Oz will be back?" the Specter asked. She was desperate to
change the subject.
Spike shrugged as he took a puff off his ever present cigarette. Smoke
curled out his nose as he replied, "I tried to show him about control.
I think he's runnin' scared now."
"I feel sorry for Willow." The Specter's guttural voice sounded sad.
"My father left us. He was busy sexing up his secretary."
"Bastard," Spike snarled.
"Thanks, Spike." The Specter glanced at her watch. "I need to get home.
I have to work tomorrow." She gave Spike a wave before she sprinted
away.
Spike watched the Specter's hurried departure with worried eyes.
Something was going on, and he felt the need to figure out what it was.
On the way back home, he stopped at a pay phone to look at the phone
book because he didn't want to raise Beth's suspicions. There were six
listings with the last name of Summers.
Spike dug out a handful of change that he placed on the little metal
table. He called each number, and he asked for Buffy. Only one, a J.
Summers, recognized the name. The lady on the phone informed him that
her eldest daughter had died three years before. Spike made the normal
sympathy sounds before he apologized for bothering her.
After he hung up, Spike wrote the woman's address down on a piece of
paper that he shoved in an inside pocket of his duster. Revello Drive
wasn't all that far from his own street. Maybe he would give it a quick
look-see one night.
Spike strolled home, keeping his eye out for trouble. He hadn't seen
Dalton for a few days. He hoped the other vamp hadn't run into the
Initiative. Spike decided he needed to check up on the minion the next
night.
When Spike slipped into his house, he realized Beth was in the shower.
Even as he shed his clothes to join her, he wondered what his girl
could have possibly done to warrant another shower.