The Graveyard Shift
Author’s Note: The “Men with the...” speech is from the episode “Restless” by Joss Whedon. I didn’t write it...I just used it to fit my scene. I don’t own it at all so Mr. Whedon and company...please don’t sue me! Thanks guys for the feedback! It makes me want to update more and faster!
Buffy walked around the cemetery that she had passed the night before on the way to the bar. She had already staked a vampire. But other than that the city was pretty empty, demon-wise. Which was a relief. She briefly considered going to the bar, but she really didn’t feel like getting drunk. She was leaving in the morning and she really did not want to be nursing a hangover when flying to New York. The thought of meeting the Wolverine again gave her that tingling sensation that Faith had once described in a more crass way. He probably didn’t even remember her or if he did, he wouldn’t want to see her. He seemed like a one night kind of man. And as much as she’d love to spend just one night with him, she knew deep down she wanted more than that. Those thoughts cast aside, Buffy decided to think of less confusing things. Like how amazing it felt to be free as she traveled alone with nothing tying her down. She didn’t have to worry about the slaying, but yet she still did. It gave her a source of comfort, she guessed. A sense of the familiar at least. The leaves rustled behind her. Turning around she noticed something had moved behind the bushes. Taking the quickest way to the source of movement, Buffy jumped over the bushes and landed on the predator, knocking him to the ground. Buffy looked down at this predator that she lay on top of and was about to punch him when she noticed it was the Wolverine. “Wolverine?” She asked, shocked by as why he would be in the cemetery. “What are you doing here?”
“You know in normal society, I go by Logan.” He responded, ignoring her question.
Buffy rolled her eyes. “You know normal society isn’t in a cemetery. It’s out and about with other people. Not graves and headstones and mausoleums. “
“So that’s why you’re in one? What are you doing out here?”
“I asked you first.” Buffy responded with a glare. When she realized she wouldn’t get a response out of him, she sighed. “I’m out here hunting. Seeing if any vamps were going to rise. Even though it’s not my town I thought I’d decided to keep it safe.”
Logan smiled. Her compassion for others and her dedication to her duty was beginning to amaze him. “Maybe I came here looking for you.”
Buffy couldn’t help but smile back. “I thought someone was following me. I should probably get off.” Of course she meant in reference to off of him, but judging by the look on his face, he took it in a sexual way. She laughed and stood up. “Men. With your spitting and groping, all groin no brain, three billion of you passing around the same wornout urge. Men! With your....sales?” The strange look from Logan stopped her diatribe on men. “Where the hell did that come from?” She asked herself, puzzled about the words that had come out of her mouth. “I think I have male issues.” She sighed. “I should probably go. I’m in some sort of weird mood.” She started to walk away, but Logan stopped her.
“The night’s still early...” He told her, as he stepped in front of her. “We could go get a drink...”
Buffy shook her head. “I can’t. I mean I’d love to go get a drink with you. But that would just turn into several drinks. And I’m leaving early tomorrow morning and flying with a hangover isn’t my idea of fun. Plus, I’d hate to make a bad first impression on my step-brother.” She smiled at him, wanting more than anything to go get a few drinks with him, but knew she shouldn’t. “So... I guess this is goodbye.” But she didn’t want it to be goodbye.
Thinking he would never see her again and he’d be beating himself up for months after if he didn’t kiss her, he pulled her body against his and tilted her head up to meet his. As their mouths met in a kiss, he felt –and knew she felt them as well-- the sparks between them exploding into a bright flame that Logan knew he would be unable to extinguish.