One of two endings
Rating: PG-13
Category: Crossover, Roswell/Buffy
Setting: Post-Destiny
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Jason Katims and Melinda Metz. What do they have in common? One, they're not me. Two, they're not me. Three, they own these characters. No infringement intended.
Distribution: Please ask.
Dedication: To my Roswell chatroom buddies
Feedback: Yes, please.
Author's Note: One night in Roswell chat, someone got the idea that a Spike and Maria pairing would rock.
Archive Date: 9/6/2000
Spike rams his shoulder across the monster’s body and manages to knock him back a little. But the demon gets a second wind and throws Spike off of him. Spike sails a few feet and lands … on top of Maria. Buffy engages the demon.
“Oof!” Maria cries out, as she breaks Spike’s fall none too gently. Maria starts to get up but then comes face to face with Spike. A sizzle jolts Maria and she is surprised. Strange, tingly sensations course through out her body as it cradles Spike's form. What is this? Adrenaline maybe? she thinks.
Subconsciously, she shifts, drawing his body even closer to hers. This time the sizzle turns up a notch. No, maybe not just adrenaline, she concludes as a stunned look crosses her face. What's happening here? I don't even like this guy!
Spike seems similarly stunned. That initial surge of heat also registers with him. I don't even like humans, he tells himself. Well, except as a source of food, he mentally notes.
As Maria shifts, he feels the energy between them spike even higher. I don't really like short blondes. Especially ones with snappy, sarcastic mouths that give as good as they get, Spike tells himself drolly. I wonder what that sarcastic mouth tastes like?
Several beats pass and he declines his head, leaning in closer to her. The question pops in his head. A look darkens his eyes, Maria seems mesmerized by that look.
Spike's mouth starts to lower on hers. A split-second later, Maria blinks ... and shoves Spike aside.
Meanwhile, Buffy and the lead demon get into some serious pummeling. Finally, Buffy whips out a stake and plunges into the demon’s heart. The demon collapses and dies.
"I thought blondes weren't your type," Maria huffs as Spike rolls off of her. She stands up quickly.
"There are SOME blondes I could get used to. Especially those who throw themselves at me," he smirks.
"Throw themselves at you? Did you just get off the Planet Delusional bus? Because if you did, I'd suggest getting massive amounts of reality immediately," she responds.
"Ah, Mildred, you wound me." Spike mocks, and clutches his heart.
"That's not all I'd like to do," Maria adds.
"I knew you liked me," he goads her.
"Uuuuuuuh!" Maria groans in frustration.
“Spike, quit playing Romeo,” Buffy calls out after witnessing the exchange between Maria and Spike.
Spike grins at Buffy. “I don’t see Mildred complaining,” he defends himself.
“For the last time, my name is Maria!” she yells at him.
“Sure it is, Mildred,” he grins evilly.
Their banter is interrupted by the other prone figure in the room who awakens with a groan. He’s a man in his early forties, tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes.
“Ooooh, what happened?” he asks as he shakes his head. The trio start to walk over to him.
“You missed one helluva show, mate,” Spike responds.
“It’s okay,” Buffy assures him. The man blinks, then turns his gaze to the three people standing before him.
“Last thing I remember I was on my way to meet someone and then … nothing!” he explains.
“Who are you?” the man asks Buffy.
“Something out of a bad dream," Spike quips.
“Watch it, Spike,” Buffy cautions.
The man notices Maria coming towards him.
“Daddy?” Maria asks hesitantly, almost disbelieving.
“Maria?” the man asks her.
“Yes,” Maria almost whispers.
“I’m Jake Donnelly. I’m a friend of your father’s,” he clarifies.
“Oh,” Maria’s face drops.
“Anthony really wanted to see you. But he had to leave in a hurry. He knew you were coming here and asked me to meet with you instead.”
“Where is he?” she demands.
“I can’t tell you that,” the man tells her sadly.
“Why not?” she inquires.
Jake avoids the question and instead says, “He wanted me to give you a message.”
“What?” Maria asks.
“He said, Tell her that I love her. That I’m thinking of her. That I never forgot her. He brought you something too,” Jake adds.
“A stuffed dog?” Maria wants to clarify.
“Yes,” Jake nods.
“I got it,” she remarks.
“Why didn’t he stay? Why did he say he wanted to see me, send me a ticket and not even be here?” she says, on the verge of tears.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know,” Mr. Donnelly says apologetically.
“Why don’t you know? You’re his friend, aren’t you?” she wails, almost breaking into tears.
“Well, this is peachy,” Spike comments. “I didn’t know I had to witness the second act of the family reunion that never was.”
“Shut up, Spike,” Buffy growls out.
“I wish I had answers for you, Maria. But I don’t,” he says regretfully.
“He didn’t tell you anything else?” Maria prods him. At Jake’s negative shake of the head, Maria sighs in resignation
Jake's thoughts hide the truth. In his mind, he says, "I wish I could tell that your father works for the FBI as an undercover agent, that he planned on seeing you here, in this old haunt of this. But a case came up, as it usually did. FBI agents dropping like flies, their families disappearing, a murderer on the loose. Then a frantic call asking me for a favor: intercept your arrival in case the murderer came after him and his family." But Jake's mouth remains closed. It isn’t his place to tell.
“This is just so typical. Him disappearing again!” she spits out.
“Hey, at least he wasn’t top billing on the ‘Becoming’ slide show,” Spike responds. Buffy shoots glare at him.
Jake tries to walk but staggers. Buffy helps him up.
“Let’s get out of here,” Buffy suggests. “Sewer air does awful things to my hair.”
“One can only wish it did something awful to other parts of you, blondie,” Spike can’t resist adding.
Buffy throws him another killing look. “If I didn’t have midterms tomorrow, you’d be saying Hello to Mr. Spiky right about now.” she tells him.
Buffy and Mr. Donnelly walk out of the sewer. Maria seems rooted to the spot where she is standing. She stares sightlessly into a spot of the wall.
“You know, staring at the wall isn’t going to make dear old dad appear anytime soon," Spike chides.
“Leave me alone,” Maria says sadly, a tear escaping down her cheek.
“You’re not gonna all sappy on me are you, Mildred? Just when things were getting interesting!” he says, inexplicably trying to lighten her mood.
“Just go away, Spike,” she rails at him.
Spike turns to leave. “If those uglies come back, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” is his parting shot.
That snaps Maria out of her stupor. She walks towards the entrance with Spike who’s still needling her, trying to get her out of her funk.
“Pick up those turtle feet, shortie. I haven’t got all day!” he taunts her. “Want me to carry you over my shoulder?”
“You’re giving me all sorts of ideas here …” he tails off. “Like maybe you don’t want to leave … because you find my company irresistible.”
That gets Maria. “In your dreams,” she counters.
Spike shoots eyebrows up suggestively and sweeps his gaze up and down her body as if he were having an X rated dreams.
“You are so disgusting," Maria decides.
"Yeah, but you're crazy about me," Spike responds.
They reach the outside. A forest of trees surround them. Above the trees, stars seem to wink at both of them.
Maria glances at the stars and makes a wish. She drops her eyes, knowing her wish would not come true, that she would leave Sunnydale ... fatherless, as usual. Her head drops dejectedly as she turns to head towards the bus station in town.
“What, not even a goodbye kiss? No 'thank you for saving my life'? I tell you, people of this century have lost the fine art of manners,” Spike laments loudly enough for her to hear.
Maria stops, turns around to faces Spike and says bitingly, “I would thank you but I’d have to kill you."
“Ah, Mildred, when you say things like that, people will think we’re in love,” Spike toys with her.
“Bite me,” Maria halts as realizes what she just said.
"Is that an open invitation, Mildred?" Spike smiles.
"No, it's not!" she says heatedly.
Maria takes a deep breath.
“Thank you, Spike,” she tells him softly after a pause.
Spike stares at her a few seconds.
“Any time, Mildred. Any time, Mildred.” Spike trots off with a smile on his face.
Maria watches him leave, a slight grin crossing her face. Funny, she thinks to herself, I came to Roswell to find my Dad. Instead I found ... Spike. And a stuffed dog. Figures.
Maria heads to the downtown bus station, detouring slightly to pick up Prince at her father's hotel room. Thoughts crowd her head as she boards the bus, then the plane for home. Thoughts of demons, slayers, bizarre supernatural rituals. Thoughts of a father almost found, then lost again. But mainly thoughts about a vampire named Spike.
-End-
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