Time of Your Life

Disclaimer: Don't own a thing… man, if I owned all the Buffy characters I wouldn't be doing this!?! I would be firing Nancy Holder and hiring some more Spuffy writers for the Buffy books!

This is the half of a sequel to my other fic "TURN BACK TIME" thank you for all those people who have reviewed that story… I cannot thank you enough! J I have the whole thing planned, I just have to get down to writing the stories now. I just have to finish writing Black and I'll start on the other parts ;)

Angie

Warning: Minor Fluff before slight angst! lol

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The sun shone brightly on the sand as the blue waves of seawater crashed softly in to the Caribbean shore. Shouts and laughter could be heard over the whole beach coming from a particular group of people on the end of the beach. They had claimed the land theirs early in the morning and refused people coming in. Well, they really couldn't since they barely fit onto their property.

"XANDER!!!" A male voiced screamed, obviously annoyed, " Don't touch my Star Wars comics with those dirty hands!" Xander rolled his eyes at Andrew as he dropped his comic back onto the towel beside his nice wooden chair. Who wanted to read comics about guys running around with ridiculous weapons of the future anyways.

"You really had to touch it didn't you?" Willow asked as she took a sip of her lemonade. Xander mimicked her actions before answering.

"Well I'm bored!" Xander defended. Here he sat on the beach, under a big stripy umbrella beside Willow, watching the slayers and making sure no sharks were getting to them. He wished that Anya was sitting there beside him, laughing at his lame jokes and just being there. But he guessed it was time to move on now, there's no use in brooding about the dead.

"Xander!" Wood's voice called, "We need one more person for some volleyball, wanna play?" He sucked at Volleyball, but if he looked like he was trying hard, maybe some chicks will notice.

"Nah…" he replied, "I suck at that game…" Right after the words came out of his mouth, a spray of cold water hit him in the chest. He screamed in surprise to see Andrew holding a Super Soaker 5000.

"I was wondering… if you could get out of my chair?" He frowned, "My shorts are full of sand cause you've made me sit in the sand for so long…." Xander groaned as he got up and gave his chair back to Andrew.

"Fine…I'm coming…" He said as he walked on the uneven sand to the game. He eventually got there and stood along side of Faith and Wood, "So… three on three?"

"What else would it be?" Faith asked as she bounced the volleyball on the sand, "besides, you really need a workout…"

"Hey!" Xander pretended to look insulted as he got into position , "We'll see who needs a workout after we finish this set…" Wood just grinned at them before Faith served the ball over the net. The ball flew back over quickly as he set it to Xander who bumped it to Faith in the air to spike it. It was gonna be a long game…

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A shadow watched the group from the sunless balcony. He envied that they could walk and play in the sun, without burning to ashes. He had never wanted this before, until he met her. She changed his perspective on everything. Being near her changed how he thought and how he worked. He had always been a fool for love, but this time it was different. It had never been so strong with all the other girls he was with. His love with Drusilla was there but never had such a strong bond, since the William part that had stuck around after he was turned was hurt every time Dru cheated on him. Of course, being a vampire, it shouldn't have hurt him but that's what he's been always thinking about. How could he feel so many strong emotions without a soul and now he was souled, why does it feel the same? At first, he had to get used to the other, stronger voice in his head that was making him crazy but now he's used to it. He groaned as he thought about it, he wanted a fag so bad but Buffy had made him stop for the sake of her lungs. Spike would do anything for her, to make her happy or at least smile but thinking about a few years ago just made his head hurt.

"Hey…" A soft voice whispered from behind, causing him to jump a little. "Watcha thinking about?" Spike pulled Buffy in front of him as he buried his head in the side of her neck.

"Nothing…just…thinking…" Spike said, his voice muffled by her shoulder, he came up for a breath of air he didn't need as he just held her there for a few minutes. Just staring at the group having so much fun.

"Spike," Buffy sighed as she turned around to look at him in his arms, "What's wrong?" He seemed to avoid her glare as he scratched the back of his neck.

"Do you love me Buffy?" Spike whispered. He felt himself morphing back to William, all shy and quiet when it came to ladies. He couldn't look at her eyes, Spike couldn't explain why but he just couldn't.

"You're not having second thoughts about our relationship are you?" Buffy asked, a pang of hurt was evident in her voice.

"No!" Spike said, "No… its just…. I was thinking, about our relationship…" Buffy looked at him, confused by what he was asking. "Back then…when I didn't have a bloody soul…" The slayer didn't understand what he meant until it hit her like an elephant walking into her.

"Spike, I know I hurt you back then…" Buffy said as she played with his usual black T-shirt, "I know we both hurt each other a lot… but I think that you should know… that I loved you back then…" She waited for an reply as she looked at Spike, partially afraid of what he would ask next.

" Then why didn't you tell me…" Spike questioned gently, hand playing with a piece of stray hair that flew onto her face.

"I guess… I was scared." She sighed as her hand nervously fidgeted with his shirt, "I didn't know how the others would react. It's just, I kept telling myself I didn't love you and that you're evil but inside I knew…." Tears came to her eyes as she remembered how she would treat him. Spike pulled her into a hug as he whispered into her ear.

"Shhh…don't cry luv. It hurts me so bloody much everytime I see you cry…" Spike whispered, tightening his hold around her, "I'm sorry I hurt you so bloody much back then, especially with the…" Spike's voice weakened as the memory came back to him, it never left his mind and still haunts him every living day. They stayed like that, holding each other before Buffy's sobs were replace by her normal breathing.

"Don't leave… please…" Buffy whispered as she finally calmed down. Spike didn't say anything as he continued nuzzling her hair.

"Never," Spike whispered, "Unless you want me to, but then you'll have to stake my no good ass to make we go away." Buffy smiled at Spike before he put his lip onto hers, sealing the promise with a kiss.

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TBC

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