Disclaimer: All characters in this story are property of ME and Joss Whedon.

Timeline: This takes place season 6 of BtVS.


What makes you think she'll come this hour?

I don't.

What makes you think she'll come tonight?

I don't.

What makes you think she'll come this week?

I don't.

Then what makes you wait for her?

Because she'll come eventually.

What makes you believe that?

Because she needs me,

but won't admit it.

Because she loves me,

but won't admit it.

Because she wants me,

but… well, Goldilocks will admit to that.

What makes you believe she needs you?

Because she needs my gentle kisses and loving caresses.

She needs my shoulder to cry on and my arms to comfort her.

She needs me in a world where all she gets is guilty looks and selfish needs.

In a world where her friends didn't bring her back because they missed her,

but in a world where her friends brought her back

because they needed her to face their monsters for them.

What makes her want you?

Because she knows that when we're together

she doesn't need to pretend to be something she isn't.

When we're together,

she doesn't need to worry that something is going to come and hurt her.

When we're together,

she doesn't need to worry about anything.

I'll take care of her 'till the day I die.

And she knows that.

What makes you believe she loves you?

I don't believe she loves me,

I know she loves me.

If she didn't love me why would she insist so adamantly that she didn't?

Why would she care if I believed she loved if she didn't?

And why would she come to me if she didn't?

Because I love her and she loves me…

That's what she needs,

If she would only see it she'd be better off.

She thinks she needs a good shag,

to take her mind off things.

She doesn't.

She needs someone to take care of her,

to love and let love.

She just doesn't see it.

And if she doesn't ever see it?

Then I'll be waiting here.

Forever.

'Till she sees what she really needs is me.