A Gem In the Dark
by Oracleholly
Drabble for Cafedemonde
Wanted:
1. Spike/Cordelia
2. Post Gem of Amara incident
3. Maybe Spike tracks Cordelia to the apartment
Written for the Fall_for_Spike
LJ Community.
Set: ATS S1 "In The Dark."
Rated: R
Word Count: 351
He stood across the street from the building that housed Angel Investigations
waiting for the sun to set. He wanted his ring back; he had a feeling that Angel
had reclaimed it from Marcus. As the sun went down, he started to make his approach
when he noticed Miss Cordelia leave and lock the door behind her. Well, this
might be interesting. Tossing his cigarette to the ground, he stepped on it
before taking up the trail.
He followed Cordelia to a run-down apartment complex where the rats wouldn't even claim to reside. A few times she had stopped and cast a worried glance over her shoulder on her way here, and he didn't blame the bint. Not a very nice neighbor for the likes of the former cheerleader.
When he'd told her she looked smashing, he wasn't kidding. She'd toned some of her childhood chubbiness and there was a hunger in her eyes. When she'd tossed the Gem of Amara past Angel's draping body at the warehouse, he admired her grit. Chit had stones. But just because he liked the look of her didn't mean he wasn't going to rip out her throat.
He knocked on her door, and when she asked, "Who's there?" He said in his best Irish imitation, "Doyle."
"I can't see you through the peephole."
Rolling his eyes and tensing his jaw, he answered, "Looks like you have some dirt on it," even though he actually was covering it with his hand.
"Uh okay. Come on in," she said as she opened the door.
"Don't mind if I do, pet. Don't mind at all," Spike replied, shifting into game face and stepping across the threshold.
****
(An hour later)
Spike was back in his Desoto on the way to Sunnydale. While he'd not killed the cheerleader outright, he had enjoyed her sweet bits. He wondered if the chit would tell Angel just how loud she'd screamed when she came from eating her out.
Licking his lips, he savored her taste that remained. On to Sunnydale then,
time to the Slayer got what was coming to her.
THE END
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