Title: Good Night Not Good Bye (or Missing You)

Author: Stephanie Honey

Rating: G

Disclaimer: Oh... how I wish I owned Spike... but alas.. no.

Spoilers: Not really but f you don't know about a certain continent called Africa than don't read.

AN: The only reason I wrote this was cuz I was board. It's one of those stories that is literally... 'all talk'. Meaning you'll have to use your imaginations.

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:: Ring! Ring! ::

"Hello"

"Hello love"

"Spike!?!"

"Yeah. It's me. I kinda' wanted to talk to you"

"Where are you"

"Somewhere in the middle of a bleedin' desert. I think they call it the Sahara."

"What!? What are you doing there?"

"Missing you"

:: Silence ::

"That's not what I meant"

"But that's what I'm doing at the moment. What are you doing?"

"I was sleeping. It's 2 o'clock a.m."

"It's 12 pm here. I guess I didn't think about the time difference…"

"What did you think… when you decided to make thins call? You've been gone for 2 months."

"I thought you would a) hang up on me or b) miss me and want to talk to me. Which you talking to me so…"

"So you need to come up with a choice C."

"Well... you're talking to me…"

"But I didn't say anything about missing you."

:: Silence ::

"Are you coming home?"

"Where is home?"

"Here"

"Why there? What make there home?"

"Me"

:: Silence ::

"I better let you get some sleep"

"Don't go"

"I have to..."

:: Silence ::

"Spike?"

"Yeah?"

"I miss you…"

"I miss you to sweetheart. Good bye"

"Good night"

~End~