Disclaimer: Do I own Buffy or Angel? No I don't, which is a shame...its such a good idea. xsighsx
Author: Flaire Delacour with Faith
Title: Love should set you free
Spoilers: Entropy and Seeing red.
Couples: Buffy/ spike obviously…a namedropping of Willow/Tara and Anya/Xander
Summary: This what I think should have happened after Entropy…please note this was wrote before I saw Seeing Red.
Spike sat in his crypt after nearly being killed by the whelp, just because he'd slept with the whelp's ex fiancée.
He had obviously got carried away with the drink, which had caused him to go over the top.
The look on Buffy's face had broken his dead heart, but in a way it had been her fault.
She'd told him to move on and that was exactly what he'd done.
True it hadn't exactly been the best choice and he didn't even love Anya. if any thing he'd just been comforting her, letting her use him like Buffy had.
Spike lit a cigarette and blew the smoke into the already smoky atmosphere.
He had been hurt when she'd suggested he'd spy on her, why would he do that?
He was pretty much a big part of her life; he didn't need a camera to watch the places she went to.
He heard a knock at the door and looked to the door where Dawn came in.
"Oh hey there bit, what's up?" asked Spike as she waved the smoke away from her face.
"Nothing, just thought I'd come by." shrugged Dawn sitting down beside him.
"I'm guessing ya saw me and the whelps ex bride eh?" asked Spike stubbing out the cigarette in the ashtray on the chair arm.
"Kind of hard not to. Willow tried to stop me from looking, but Buffy was so upset. The look on her face said it all," said Dawn looking at the blonde vampire.
"Dawn don't start. I don't doubt that Buffy told ya about us. But don't make me feel guilty. She dumped me," said Spike getting up to get a drink.
"But I know she regrets it. I saw the way she looked when she was telling me, how upset she was." said Dawn.
Spike threw Dawn a drink before grabbing one for himself and going back to his seat.
"I wish I could believe ya bit. But all this time, every time we slept together I'd tell her I loved her and would she ever say it back? Nope. She'd avoid it like the fricking plague." said Spike opening his drink.
"She doesn't know how she feels about you. She told me herself. But I don't doubt one of these days she'll realise how stupid she'd been." said Dawn opening her drink and downing the contents.
Spike drunk from the bottle taking in the information Dawn had told him.
Dawn watched him and knew there was something he wasn't saying.
"Spike, is there something your not telling me?" asked Dawn curiously.
"Its just bit, I knew Buffy was ashamed of me, of us. But I couldn't help myself. Whenever she came near me or kissed me, the voice of reason left me, and I couldn't control the way I acted." said Spike.
"But she was as much to blame you can't deny that. Spike...if you love her as much I think you do.... fight for her...do whatever it takes to assure her and wear her down till she admits It." said Dawn.
"Ya just as persistent as ya sis, aren't ya bit?" grinned Spike.
Dawn grinned back at her father figure.
"Fine...I'll see what I can do..." sighed Spike reluctantly as he patted the young girl on the head.
"Good...now I have to go back home before Buffy goes to check on me. Remember what I said big bad." smiled Dawn.
"I will bit. I'll walk ya home though, no telling who might be waiting out there for ya." said Spike getting up from his chair.
He pulled on his duster and lit a cigarette, which he put between his lips as he watched Dawn get to her feet.
He followed Dawn out the crypt and shut the door behind him.
"So how long had you and Buffy been....?" asked Dawn not being able to say the word.
".... Sleeping together?" offered Spike as they walked through the graveyard.
Dawn nodded and spike's grin faded as he got his cigarette from his lips.
"Not long really." assured the vampire with much reluctance.
"Am I the only one that knows?" asked Dawn watching Spike puff on the cigarette deep in though.
"Well I think you, the whelp and Anya know. I don't know about Glinda, red and the watcher," said Spike.
"I think Willow knows now," said Dawn.
"Not that I'm surprised." sighed Spike as they walked towards the summers home.
Dawn smiled at him weakly.
The two went around the back and spike watched Dawn go through the back door.
She smiled at him before closing the door.
Spike threw the remainder of his cigarette to the ground and squashed it with the heel of his boot.
He saw the light on in Buffy's window and knew she knew Dawn had gone to see him.
He wanted to talk to her; to explain what he'd been thinking but he some how doubted she'd listen to reason. Besides he wasn't in the bravest of moods especially when it came to an upset slayer who had an awful lot of weapons in her house.
He leaned against the back wall in the darkness puffing on another cigarette as he contemplated what to do.