Title: Unstoppable

Disclaimer: I own nothing, as usual :( They alll belong to the brilliant Joss !

AN: sooo, here I am :) lol. I'm off on my Xmas break from Uni, & decided that bringing this back to a sequel might just work :) It will only be a short one - probably 15 chapters at the most, but since I got such kind reviews & feedback on the original, I thought what the heck? :) I hope some of you who enjoyed the first are still around to enjoy this :) This sequel is my idea, no plan from BellaVision (who created the original plot), although I will get the okay from her before I post, & if she has some ideas/requests for the story, I will do my best to add them in :)

I'm guilty of not being as up to date on my Buffyverse as I used to be - so I am guessing that in season 6, when the story first started, Buffy was around 22 years old. Since this takes place 10 years after the fact (if you count the 3 year time skip), she'll be 32, Connor is 10 & Dawn is 24 - just to clarify :) Feel free to correct me if I'm way off on Buffy & Dawn's ages, & if you have a problem with it - if not, enjoy!

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Keep on believing don't give in,

It'll come and make you whole again.

It always will, it always does,

Love is unstoppable.

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6 years later...

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Her face had changed over the years - while it still held the unmistakenable beauty & delicate features, it had grown, just like she had. There was no more youth in her eyes, although she didn't see that as a bad thing. Over the course of ten years, a lot had changed. She was no longer a young Slayer, but instead a record-breaking "elder" Slayer.

Buffy Summers took great pride in her accomplishments. Now a business woman, she handled herself maturely - there was need to, considering she ran three self defense studios in three different locations. Her focus was mainly on women, trying her best to instill a good sense of confidence in their ability to protect themselves from outside predators. Sure, she may have had an advantage over her clients - none of them came to her knowing she was gifted, but she didn't think it mattered. Her training was efficient, certified and greatly helpful.

Not only had she changed, but the people around her had to. Connor, Angel's son who she had been caring for since birth, was now ten years old. Although he had stayed in Sunnydale with Buffy, he visited routinely with his father in LA - and he knew the truth about who they were. Sometimes that worried her, the world was afterall a dangerous place - but it had seemed like the best decision for him.

Dawn was now twenty-four years old, and had moved to Maine after graduating from university with a Bachelor's Degree in Nursing. She had married David, and the two had a beautiful little boy together, Leo. She was happy, and comfortable - and Buffy was nothing but proud.

Finally, there was Spike. Well, he hadn't changed much - vampires rarely did. However, one thing had entered their lives that would change a great amount of things between them - the Gem of Amara. Surprisingly, Giles had uncovered it a few years back, and after much deliberation, had decided to give it to Spike and Buffy as an anniversary present. It had been a large help in raising Connor, it made things easier for them to be together as a family - sunday picnics, afternoon soccer games, morning appointments, and just being.

To say the least, they were all happy.

"Hey Mom?"

Buffy pulled away from her spot at the punching bag that hung in the basement of their house. She grabbed a towel from a nearby chair and wrapped it around her neck as Connor made his way down the stairs.

Buffy smiled, she would never tire of him calling her that. "Yes honey?"

"Do you know where Spike is?" he asked, fooling with the dumbbells that rested in the corner.

She shrugged. "I'm not sure. He's probably not that far - I know he needed to restock his fridge, he'll be back soon. Can I help?"

"It's kind of a guy thing... can you let him know I'm looking for him?"

"Of course," she said, turning back to the bag, then paused. "Don't forget you have your dentist appointment tomorrow - 10:30 sharp."

Connor rolled his eyes. "How could I forget? You've told me about a million times already."

"Is it so wrong for me to be concerned about your dental health?"

He laughed. "I'll be up in my room."

"Okay Connor, I'm almost finished up here - how about after we get some of that dirty laundry washed? It's probably growing fungus and everything," she said, wrinkling her nose.

"Yeah, okay. Oh, and I was talking to Dad today, he wanted to know if it'd be alright for me to go down there for March Break?"

She nodded with a soft smile. "If that's what you want, it's fine with me."

"Thanks Mom," he said, before turning and heading back upstairs.

Buffy smiled to herself as she watched him leave. He might not have been her son by blood, but he was her everything by heart.

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The familiar tingle that only he gave her, ran through her body, followed by the scent of cigarettes and cologne. No matter how many times she had seen him in the ten years they had been together, he never failed to give her butterflies just by being near. There was something between them, an undeniable connection that consisted of a mix of emotions - hate, love, lust, desire, compassion, and so much more. It had been confusing, and it continued to be, but there was one thing she was certain of - and that was she wouldn't want to be with anyone else.

"'oney, 'm 'ome," Spike called as he stepped inside the back door, placing a large paper bag down on the island.

Buffy appeared in the kitchen doorway, leaning against it. "I missed you."

"I missed you Slayer," he said, moving towards her. He stopped inches away, leaning down to kiss her softly.

"Connor's looking for you," she said, smiling up at him.

"Did he say wha' he needed?"

Buffy shook her head. "But apparently it's a guy thing - no mom help allowed."

He laughed. "An' he wanted my help? Not Peaches?"

"Does that surprise you? He's been asking you for help with things for ten years."

He smirked. "No, guess not - bu' it never gets old."

She slapped his arm playfully. "You're awful."

"An' you love me for it," he teased, kissing her forehead.

"Once you're done up there, come find me."

"Are we playin' a game now?"

"No, I didn't mean that - just, come find me."

"'lright then - 'll find you."

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An hour later, Spike found Buffy in the living room, flipping through the channels of the television carelessly, looking uninterested as she did so. He smiled over at her as he moved to sit beside her. Even after ten years of living with the Slayer herself, just looking at her wa something he had never tired of. She was the most amazing sight, a beauty that he treasured more than the Gem on his finger.

"Well, tha's no fun - you're 'pposed to make it 'arder than tha'," he said.

She smiled over at him. "Boring old Buffy, I know. What did he need?"

"'fraid I can't disclose tha' information - 's between a boy an' 'is... 'is..."

"His Spike."

He smiled. "'ppose you're right... so, remind me 'gain why I was findin' you? 'cause if you aren't gonna start talkin', 'm a start somethin'."

"Angel," she said simply, and he laughed.

"Well, if you don't know 'ow to put a damper on a bloke's mood. Wha's the poof want this time?"

"Back-up."

Spike raised an eyebrow. "You best not be sayin' wha' I think you're sayin'."

"Spike, I've gone down to LA at least a dozen times in the last six years to help him out - and every time we have this same conversation. When are you going to trust me?"

"Oh I trust you, 's 'im I don't bloody well trust."

"Angel is happy with who he has," she said.

"Yeah, 'cause she's you!"

"Me, but not... she's missing one very important thing... you."

He sighed as he fell back on the sofa. "Wha's the problem this time? Peaches can't 'andle a baby demon on 'is own 'gain?"

"That was one time! And no... I'm not sure of all the details, I just know it's dangerous and important."

"He 'lready 'as a Slayer, can't the ponce learn to keep 'is paws off mine?"

Buffy looked over at him, her expression close to dangerous. "I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that, and give you a chance to apologize."

He sighed. "'m sorry pet, 's jus'... I worry."

She smiled as she snuggled in next to him. "I know. I worry about you when I'm there - who knows what sort of trouble you're getting yourself into."

"When do you leave?"

"Tonight," she said, and he sent her a look that told her everything she needed to know - he was not happy. "I know, short notice, but... I need you to make sure Connor gets to his dentist appointment tomorrow - and Dawn is coming down for the weekend with David and Leo - can you get the spare room ready?"

He nodded. "'course. 'ow long?"

"It's hard to say... I'll try and make it quick, but..."

"Yeah, I know," he mumbled.

Buffy looked up into his eyes. "Wait for me?"

He hesitated before smiling down at her. "Always."

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AN: Okkkayy! So I'm just getting back into this, & I know you guys did NOT like the B/A action, but I'm soorrrryyy! It just seems like such a big part of this story now, & it's hard for me to ignore it :( Besides, I kind of like it - & no worries, there will be major Spuff, with minor B/A in only a FEW chapters! I swear :) Buttt, if this makes you not want to read, let me know & I will adjust my plans to something that fits your requests :) Because I want this story to be good for you guys, & if you don't like something I WILL change it :)! Sorry if this chapter was crappy, I'm just getting the feel of it again, & I hope it will get better :)