Summary: How do mortal enemies forced to fight on the same side deal with each other?
Word Count: 100
A/N: For gabrielleabelle who wanted Robin Wood and Spike. Erm, if you meant shippery, hon, I'll write another!
There were no words between them, only sidelong glances, backs to the wall, muscles tensed and ready for attack. Group meetings were broken down into sides – Spike at Buffy’s right, Robin on the periphery, fuming. No words exchanged, but that didn’t prevent conversation.
A twinge of guilt brought Spike’s eyes up and –
Sorry I killed your mum.
Yeah? I’m not sorry I tried to kill you.
Yeah, not sorry. Try it again and I’ll kill you.
The rage boiled underneath until the earth gave way.
Robin never said he was sorry Spike died. In the end, he had no words.