I have decided to really begin writing my first english fanfiction. The story is from the challenge I posted here where Willow comes in time to save Fred. Oddly enough, a dialog between Angel and Spike that will take place after they both bonded to Willow to save Fred and after Willow brought back Connor, about a few days before they do an ancient ritual to break their bond so Willow can go back home, was the first that came to my mind and I wrote it down immediately. It's just plain dialogue for now, when I write this part in the story, it will be properly done. But for now, I would like to know what you think about the talk between Angel and Spike, cause I am rather proud of it in reflection of my poor english skills. Just for your information, Spike does not have chip nor soul and he did not die, the amulet protected him, and Angels soul is permanent.
"I'm not doing it."
"What are you talking about?"
"The ritual. I'm not doing it."
"Spike, you can't not do it. Willow bound herself to us because she needed the extra power to beat Illyra. It wasn't anyone's choice."
"It was my choice. Granted, I would have bound myself to the moron and Slutty together if it meant saving Fred, but that doesn't matter. Because it isn't them I'm bound to, it's Willow. I won't give her up."
"I won't let you hold her here against her will, Spike. You have no right to stop her from going back to her life."
"What life does Willow have to go back to? Her so called friends didn't trust her and her lover lied to and betrayed her."
"Xander and Anya are still-"
"The moron and demongirl don't even live in the same country. Its just as easy for her to visit of phone them from here as it is from Germany. Willow had a lot happening to her in the past weeks, not to mention how seriously her feelings had been hurt by the ones she loved, and still she pulled through all that. She, the Cheerleader and Fred have become close friends in only a few weeks. Gunn has come to love her like a sister and she loves to let him play big brother. Wes nearly gets his knickers in a twist out of excitement because there is someone who understands all those boring things he talks about and still seeks out his advice. She adores Connor and everyone who sees them knows that the brat loves her just the same."
"Spike, Willow is more than welcome to stay here, but it has to be her decision if she stays or not and not because an unwanted bond ties her to us."
"But it won't be her decision can't you see that?! Willow may be upset and hurt by the way these soddin' assholes treated her, but as soon as she gets back there or they get a hold of her they will tell her how damn sorry they are and how they made a mistake and she will just forgive and forget. Its the way she is. Too bloody forgiving. And they still won't trust her and still use her as they see fit and still she will stay with them out of some kind of misguided loyalty and false sense of obligation. You want her to go back to that?"
"Willow is a grown and intelligent young woman who should be allowed to make her own choices."
"Even if those choices were wrong? Even if we know that she would have a way better and happier life here with us then there with them?"
"Its the right thing to do."
"Bloody hell Angelus! Once, just once don't hide behind this bleedin' soul of yours! 'This would be right' and 'that would be wrong' and 'the right thing to do'! Did you ever stop to think that maybe the right thing to do is not equal to the best thing to do? Has it ever occurred to you that sometimes the right thing is wrong? If you want to play the fucking knight in shining armor than do it elsewhere 'cause a white knight is not what Willow needs."
"No, this time you will be the one to bloody listen. I love her. Did you hear that? I love her with every unliving cell of my undead body and have for the longest time. When I came here after the fight against the First, I thought I was trying to come to understand and get over my feelings for the slayer and yes, that was a part of it, but what I did not then realize, was that a part of me always had a thing for Red. Why else would I have driven hundreds of miles to get her to perform a love spell, when I could have just picked up a witch anywhere on the road. And this night in her dorm, I knew from the beginning that the Slayer wasn't there, I would have felt her. I came for Red. I wanted to make her my childe. My *childe*, Angelus. And the months after that? Who do you think made sure that Willow stayed safe while on patrol? And who escorted her home after research night at the watchers? Did you know that she was the only one of them that didn't treat me like I wasn't worth the dirt under my shoes? I had been trying to kill her and she comforted me, listening to me while I whined and felt sorry for myself, first about the chip, then about the slayer. Do you know that she was the only friend that I have ever had? Even in my human days as this pathetic, miserable poet, there was not one I would have called a friend. Sure, there was also Niblet, but she always was more like a little sister. But Red was there, listening and talking and trusting and helping and *mine*! Ok, so not exactly mine, but I hadn't realized what I know now and now she and I *are* bound and she is really mine this time and I won't give her up. I won't lose her and I don't care what I have to do in order to keep her."
"Spike, I understand what you are feeling, really I do, but I can't let you do that. Staying or leaving, being bonded to you or not, that has to be Willows choice."
"Yeah, I know that you understand my feelings. Because you love her too. Oh, don't look so shocked and don't even try to deny it. I know you Angelus. We are talking about the woman who risked her life, twice, to give you back your soul when she was merely a teenager. The young girl Angelus thought about making his after he finally offed the Slayer. The woman you confided in when you couldn't turn to anyone else. Who was your friend that accepted both parts of you. Who stayed in contact with you after you fled to LA. Willow, who gives a fucking damn about everyone, even those that don't deserve it. Willow, who teleported herself here in the middle of the night in her sleepshirt because a woman she just befriended cried out for help. Who bonded with two Master Vampires and risked her life without a second thought. Willow, who gave you back your son. Selfless, beautiful, sexy, gorgeous Willow. I bet you loved her even before all that. When did it start, eh? Over all your email conversations with her after you moved here? No, it was even before that, wasn't it? After your stunt in hell. That time I kidnapped her and the moron. I'm wondering why I did not see it then, probably because I was too shit faced drunk and too much into the insane bitch to notice."
"What are you talking about? I was not in love with Willow, I was just worried about her and I-"
"Don't try to kid yourself Peaches. This night, you weren't simply worried, you were terrified. I had thought my only problem after taking the witch would be the Slayer, but as soon as you figured out that I had Red, you nearly ripped into me. You didn't fear for a friend, you were trying to rescue your love."
"Your soul may be in control, but you are still Angelus. The demon is not a separation of who you are, but a part. Angelus wanted her. You want her. You love her, have loved her for some time and if you refuse to acknowledge this then fine, the better for me because then I get Willow for myself. But even though you are stupid enough to let the woman you love slip through your fingers doesn't mean I am. And if I have to tie her to my bed to make sure that she is here long enough for me to love and seduce her till she feels even a half as much for me as I do for her, then I will do it. And you won't stop me."