Title: 12 Steps
Summary: Set after "A Time For Every Purpose", but only loosely related. No need to read that first.
Disclaimer: Not owned by me.
Thanks to: Vic, Dot, Jen, and Pete, as always.
Spike slouched in his seat, ignoring the pain in his lower back that was generated by the cheap plastic. He was desperate for a smoke, but he knew he had to wait. There was business to be concluded first.
A short man stood up on the other side of the room. He had greasy brown/blond hair and beady blue/brown eyes. "Hi, I'm Lorc," he muttered, scratching his head, "and I'm an incubus."
"Hi, Lorc!" everyone said.
Spike sighed. This could take a while.
Lorc continued, "I used to pick up chicks and suck their souls. I was out of control. Sometimes I'd eat four, five a night. Then I had my wake-up call. A little redhead. Name of Willow. I offered her my best. I offered her -" he looked down, and put his hands in his pockets, "everything. She didn't care." He started sobbing. "She didn't care!"
The group leader smiled sympathetically. "And what are you doing now?"
"Taking it a day at a time, Lenny. One day at a time." Lorc collapsed into his seat, sniffling.
Lenny called, "Next?"
A skinny girl with short black hair stood up. She said something incomprehensible, throwing her hands in the air.
Lenny interrupted. "Kathy, not all of our group speaks your language. Please, speak English."
Kathy shrugged. "Sorry. Hi, I'm Kathy. I used to be a student, until I met Buffy Summers."
"Hi, Kathy!" everyone chorussed.
She went on. And on, and on. Finally, it was Spike's turn.
Lenny said, "We have one more person. It's his first time here, so please make him welcome. He's here to tell us about his struggle to be good. Just like all of us at Ex-Demons Anonymous."
"Um, hi, my name's Spike. And I'm a vampire."
"Hi, Spike!"
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