"Oh come on slayer!" Spike called chasing after Buffy as she
walked briskly away from his crypt. "Give me a chance, you and I
both know that we love each other. We can feel the connection."
Spike stopped in his tracks. "Bloody hell." He looked down at
his feet for a moment and then looked up. "Fine, I'll give you a
night to sleep on it. It will do you some good."
Relieved, Buffy reached her house. "Dawn. I'm back." The teenage girl was watching TV with Willow on the couch. "Bedtime." "Aww, Buffy. I'm just going to figure out if Joey is really dead." Replied Dawn. "Anything new?" Willow asked Buffy. "Vampire. Me. Stake. Poof." Buffy answered leaving out the part where Spike was begging for her. "Xander and Anya are coming over tomorrow. I hope that they will be civil enough towards each other. We need to get some work done on Warren and what he and his geek posse are up to." Buffy sighed. "Those two really need to understand that they both need some time alone to figure things out."
"Dawn, up to bed." Buffy ordered. Dawn glared at Buffy and threw down the remote. She stamped on the stairs to make sure to Buffy that she was going up on protest. "I myself need to get some rest. See you in the morning Wills?" "Of course. Must have had a tiring patrol."
During the night, Spike came to the Summers house. He must have stood on the sidewalk for half an hour before deciding to look in on Buffy. He found a ladder on the side of the house and brought it to Buffy's window. A rush came over him as he saw his sleeping angel. His fingertips ran over the windowpane. If only Buffy knew all that he felt for her. He expressed only some of what he felt, for even that has scared her away from him. "Why can't she love me back the way that I love her?" he thought to himself. "She's the only thing that is keeping me from getting into a fight with a bunch of vamps, and letting them win."
*Buffy stirred and rolled over. She opened her eyes and looked out the window. Rain pattered against the glass. She thought to herself, "Was I right to give Spike the cold shoulder? I feel complete when I'm around him. Yet, I'm not sure what to do. I don't want him leaving me if I get into a relationship. I can't take that pain another time." After a little bit, she decided that she needed to talk with Spike, to let him know how she felt. Maybe there was still hope.
Rain poured down and lightning streaked the sky. Buffy made her way to the cemetery. She pushed open the door of Spike's crypt. She looked around but didn't see him. "Finally ready to talk luv? I've been waiting for you to come." It seemed as he just popped in front of her. "Oh Spike. I love you but I loathe you at the same time. You are the same person that has helped me when I needed it, but you would kill me if you had the chance. I know that chip will only hold you for so long." "But I have not had the chance. The chance will come the day that the fires and waters come together and nothing happens, which is never. I will always be yours if you're willing to take me." Buffy scrunched her eyebrows. Spike was talking very strangely. "Hear and you forget; see and you remember; do and you understand. We need to try this out, before anything more can happen."
With that said Buffy totally lost it. Spike's last comment made her realize that she will have to test her love for him. She walked towards him and kissed him. It was the most passionate kiss that she had ever shared with anyone. Her entire body felt as if it was wrapped tightly in blankets, with core of this feeling coming from her heart. She proceeded to lead Spike to his bed. Dawn walked in. She went to the fridge and pulled a Pepsi out. "Dawn. What are you doing here?" Buffy questioned. "We're out. I know Spike keeps them stocked for me." Dawn sat on a chair and started to watch TV, totally comfortable with what was going on.
Continuing with their love making, Buffy pulled away for a second. "How long is this going to last?" "Oh cutie there are not words explaining how much this will last. Only the thought of the end makes me think of how we're never going to reach it." Spike reassured her. "There is something different about you, Spike. Something that makes me feel so different. Even your attitude is changing. Your sweetness is really showing. I want to be with you forever. Never reaching an end." "All you have to do luv is stop living in your own world, and wake up. I want to be with you. Wake up. You've known that for a long time. Wake up."*
Buffy bolted up in bed. She looked at her clock. It read 3:26. What did that mean? She rubbed her eyes. It was dark outside. She lied in bed for another 15 minutes before dozing off again. Spike climbed down the ladder and walked slowly down the street thinking that he will always be alone.
The next day at the Magic Box, the entire Scooby gang gathered around the round table. "So we've uncovered that Warren wants something that has to do with Buffy." "You're a genius Xander! We've only known that for, hmmm, forever?" Buffy said sarcastically. "You don't have to get all mean about it, Buff." "Buffy, Xander. This is not helping. We're basically at ground zero and we don't need this fighting between us right now." Willow glared at them. "Sorry Will, it's just that I've had a rough night."
"So do you remember anything that may give us a lead on this?" Tara asked Buffy. "I'm not sure, he seemed to be looking at me more closely. Maybe it's something that I have that he wants. Or maybe he is just being the biggest pervert that he is." Xander laughed. "Maybe he should just join the Buffy fan club. He and Spike could run it. But of course Spike is the president." Buffy forced a nervous laugh. Anya walked by. "This is not helping with the business. First there is fighting, next laughing. Pick your mood and stick to it." She said, everyone knowing that if the fight was between Buffy and anyone else but Xander that she wouldn't have cared.
"This is crazy." Tara said. "You and Anya need to talk things out. It took Willow and me some time but finally we think that things are getting back to as normal as it can get." "It isn't the same, Tara. You didn't leave Willow at the altar. I've tried so hard to win her back, but every time I look into her eyes, I see the pain that I have caused her, and tell myself that I shouldn't be here. You don't know how bad I wish that I could go back to that day. To stay with her, no matter what I was thinking." Buffy sympathized with Xander, not knowing completely what he felt, but how you had to leave someone you love.
In the mean time, Spike was laying about in his crypt. He was thinking about Buffy. He gave her a day to think things out, but still she hasn't said anything to him yet. She probably didn't even think about him at all. She doesn't even know that he spent the entire night gazing at her. The perfect bliss for him. He told himself that if she didn't say something to him in the next few days, he was going to go insane and get himself killed. He took a swig of whiskey, finishing his bottle. "Bloody Hell." He muttered to himself. "Look what this damn slayer is doing to me. Making me some love sick puppy." He threw the empty bottle against the wall. It crashed into little pieces scattering the floor.
Back at the Summers house, Buffy was busily making dinner. Everyone was coming over and she wanted everyone to have a good time, especially Xander and Anya. She knew how much Xander liked her and wanted them to be happy together. This made her feel like such a hypocrite. She knew that Spike loved her. Probably more than Xander liked Anya. Her dream last night made her look at Spike differently. He could act differently if he wanted to. All he needed to do was to show her how he felt, and he would probably have her. She knew how she felt when she was around him, but she wasn't about to admit to herself that she wanted Spike.
In an hour, people started to arrive to her house. She made spaghetti, which she knew everyone loved. No fights yet and it's about halfway through dinner, good. She thought to herself. The discussion was about when Giles is flying in for a visit. "I can't wait. Maybe he can help us with what's going on." Willow said. "He's probably already researching the next prophecy." "Oh please don't say that, I don't think that I could handle anything really big right now." Buffy said. There was a noise outside. "What was that?" Buffy said. "What was what, Buff?" Dawn asked her. "I'll be right back." Buffy got up and left the table.
She walked to the front door and opened it and looked around outside. Sighing she spotted a speck of platinum blonde jump behind a tree. "Spike, I know you're out here." She called. "Spike. Spike." "Fine you caught me slayer. I'm here." He appeared. "What are you doing here?" "To see you beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you." Was this the Spike from her dream? "Damnit, why the hell haven't you seen me yet?" Nope. Still the same Spike. "I thought that when I was ready to see you, that I would come to you." She told him. "I couldn't wait luv. I have a good way at putting things, to maybe help you change your mind about me. Hear and you forget; see and you remember; do and you understand." Buffy gasped. That was the same thing that he said to her in her dream. "Where did you come up with that?!" She screamed at him. "I looked into your sparkling green eyes. It came to me. I think it means that I can't tell you how much I love you. I have to show it to you. I've been very patient Buffy. But really, I want you to stop by, tonight with an answer for me. Come either way. Do you love me, or do you not." With that, Spike left, leaving Buffy confused and yet somehow flabbergasted at what he told her. Could he see into her? Know what she was thinking?
She came back into the house. "What happened?" Xander asked. "It was nothing. Just a squirrel." Buffy said, half aware of what was going on, still thinking about her encounter. It seemed that dinner ended rather quickly. Pretty soon it was just Buffy, Willow, and Dawn left in the house. "It's too bad that Anya and Xander didn't even talk with each other." Willow said. "Maybe one day we just need to lock them up in a room and let them have it out until the come out as much in love as they were before." Dawn giggled. "Maybe." Buffy said, still in a daze. "You know what, I think I'm going to do a quick patrol." Buffy said as she grabbed her coat leaving the house.
Before she realized that she has been walking for a few minutes, she found herself in front of Spike's crypt. She sighed and pushed open the door.
Relieved, Buffy reached her house. "Dawn. I'm back." The teenage girl was watching TV with Willow on the couch. "Bedtime." "Aww, Buffy. I'm just going to figure out if Joey is really dead." Replied Dawn. "Anything new?" Willow asked Buffy. "Vampire. Me. Stake. Poof." Buffy answered leaving out the part where Spike was begging for her. "Xander and Anya are coming over tomorrow. I hope that they will be civil enough towards each other. We need to get some work done on Warren and what he and his geek posse are up to." Buffy sighed. "Those two really need to understand that they both need some time alone to figure things out."
"Dawn, up to bed." Buffy ordered. Dawn glared at Buffy and threw down the remote. She stamped on the stairs to make sure to Buffy that she was going up on protest. "I myself need to get some rest. See you in the morning Wills?" "Of course. Must have had a tiring patrol."
During the night, Spike came to the Summers house. He must have stood on the sidewalk for half an hour before deciding to look in on Buffy. He found a ladder on the side of the house and brought it to Buffy's window. A rush came over him as he saw his sleeping angel. His fingertips ran over the windowpane. If only Buffy knew all that he felt for her. He expressed only some of what he felt, for even that has scared her away from him. "Why can't she love me back the way that I love her?" he thought to himself. "She's the only thing that is keeping me from getting into a fight with a bunch of vamps, and letting them win."
*Buffy stirred and rolled over. She opened her eyes and looked out the window. Rain pattered against the glass. She thought to herself, "Was I right to give Spike the cold shoulder? I feel complete when I'm around him. Yet, I'm not sure what to do. I don't want him leaving me if I get into a relationship. I can't take that pain another time." After a little bit, she decided that she needed to talk with Spike, to let him know how she felt. Maybe there was still hope.
Rain poured down and lightning streaked the sky. Buffy made her way to the cemetery. She pushed open the door of Spike's crypt. She looked around but didn't see him. "Finally ready to talk luv? I've been waiting for you to come." It seemed as he just popped in front of her. "Oh Spike. I love you but I loathe you at the same time. You are the same person that has helped me when I needed it, but you would kill me if you had the chance. I know that chip will only hold you for so long." "But I have not had the chance. The chance will come the day that the fires and waters come together and nothing happens, which is never. I will always be yours if you're willing to take me." Buffy scrunched her eyebrows. Spike was talking very strangely. "Hear and you forget; see and you remember; do and you understand. We need to try this out, before anything more can happen."
With that said Buffy totally lost it. Spike's last comment made her realize that she will have to test her love for him. She walked towards him and kissed him. It was the most passionate kiss that she had ever shared with anyone. Her entire body felt as if it was wrapped tightly in blankets, with core of this feeling coming from her heart. She proceeded to lead Spike to his bed. Dawn walked in. She went to the fridge and pulled a Pepsi out. "Dawn. What are you doing here?" Buffy questioned. "We're out. I know Spike keeps them stocked for me." Dawn sat on a chair and started to watch TV, totally comfortable with what was going on.
Continuing with their love making, Buffy pulled away for a second. "How long is this going to last?" "Oh cutie there are not words explaining how much this will last. Only the thought of the end makes me think of how we're never going to reach it." Spike reassured her. "There is something different about you, Spike. Something that makes me feel so different. Even your attitude is changing. Your sweetness is really showing. I want to be with you forever. Never reaching an end." "All you have to do luv is stop living in your own world, and wake up. I want to be with you. Wake up. You've known that for a long time. Wake up."*
Buffy bolted up in bed. She looked at her clock. It read 3:26. What did that mean? She rubbed her eyes. It was dark outside. She lied in bed for another 15 minutes before dozing off again. Spike climbed down the ladder and walked slowly down the street thinking that he will always be alone.
The next day at the Magic Box, the entire Scooby gang gathered around the round table. "So we've uncovered that Warren wants something that has to do with Buffy." "You're a genius Xander! We've only known that for, hmmm, forever?" Buffy said sarcastically. "You don't have to get all mean about it, Buff." "Buffy, Xander. This is not helping. We're basically at ground zero and we don't need this fighting between us right now." Willow glared at them. "Sorry Will, it's just that I've had a rough night."
"So do you remember anything that may give us a lead on this?" Tara asked Buffy. "I'm not sure, he seemed to be looking at me more closely. Maybe it's something that I have that he wants. Or maybe he is just being the biggest pervert that he is." Xander laughed. "Maybe he should just join the Buffy fan club. He and Spike could run it. But of course Spike is the president." Buffy forced a nervous laugh. Anya walked by. "This is not helping with the business. First there is fighting, next laughing. Pick your mood and stick to it." She said, everyone knowing that if the fight was between Buffy and anyone else but Xander that she wouldn't have cared.
"This is crazy." Tara said. "You and Anya need to talk things out. It took Willow and me some time but finally we think that things are getting back to as normal as it can get." "It isn't the same, Tara. You didn't leave Willow at the altar. I've tried so hard to win her back, but every time I look into her eyes, I see the pain that I have caused her, and tell myself that I shouldn't be here. You don't know how bad I wish that I could go back to that day. To stay with her, no matter what I was thinking." Buffy sympathized with Xander, not knowing completely what he felt, but how you had to leave someone you love.
In the mean time, Spike was laying about in his crypt. He was thinking about Buffy. He gave her a day to think things out, but still she hasn't said anything to him yet. She probably didn't even think about him at all. She doesn't even know that he spent the entire night gazing at her. The perfect bliss for him. He told himself that if she didn't say something to him in the next few days, he was going to go insane and get himself killed. He took a swig of whiskey, finishing his bottle. "Bloody Hell." He muttered to himself. "Look what this damn slayer is doing to me. Making me some love sick puppy." He threw the empty bottle against the wall. It crashed into little pieces scattering the floor.
Back at the Summers house, Buffy was busily making dinner. Everyone was coming over and she wanted everyone to have a good time, especially Xander and Anya. She knew how much Xander liked her and wanted them to be happy together. This made her feel like such a hypocrite. She knew that Spike loved her. Probably more than Xander liked Anya. Her dream last night made her look at Spike differently. He could act differently if he wanted to. All he needed to do was to show her how he felt, and he would probably have her. She knew how she felt when she was around him, but she wasn't about to admit to herself that she wanted Spike.
In an hour, people started to arrive to her house. She made spaghetti, which she knew everyone loved. No fights yet and it's about halfway through dinner, good. She thought to herself. The discussion was about when Giles is flying in for a visit. "I can't wait. Maybe he can help us with what's going on." Willow said. "He's probably already researching the next prophecy." "Oh please don't say that, I don't think that I could handle anything really big right now." Buffy said. There was a noise outside. "What was that?" Buffy said. "What was what, Buff?" Dawn asked her. "I'll be right back." Buffy got up and left the table.
She walked to the front door and opened it and looked around outside. Sighing she spotted a speck of platinum blonde jump behind a tree. "Spike, I know you're out here." She called. "Spike. Spike." "Fine you caught me slayer. I'm here." He appeared. "What are you doing here?" "To see you beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you." Was this the Spike from her dream? "Damnit, why the hell haven't you seen me yet?" Nope. Still the same Spike. "I thought that when I was ready to see you, that I would come to you." She told him. "I couldn't wait luv. I have a good way at putting things, to maybe help you change your mind about me. Hear and you forget; see and you remember; do and you understand." Buffy gasped. That was the same thing that he said to her in her dream. "Where did you come up with that?!" She screamed at him. "I looked into your sparkling green eyes. It came to me. I think it means that I can't tell you how much I love you. I have to show it to you. I've been very patient Buffy. But really, I want you to stop by, tonight with an answer for me. Come either way. Do you love me, or do you not." With that, Spike left, leaving Buffy confused and yet somehow flabbergasted at what he told her. Could he see into her? Know what she was thinking?
She came back into the house. "What happened?" Xander asked. "It was nothing. Just a squirrel." Buffy said, half aware of what was going on, still thinking about her encounter. It seemed that dinner ended rather quickly. Pretty soon it was just Buffy, Willow, and Dawn left in the house. "It's too bad that Anya and Xander didn't even talk with each other." Willow said. "Maybe one day we just need to lock them up in a room and let them have it out until the come out as much in love as they were before." Dawn giggled. "Maybe." Buffy said, still in a daze. "You know what, I think I'm going to do a quick patrol." Buffy said as she grabbed her coat leaving the house.
Before she realized that she has been walking for a few minutes, she found herself in front of Spike's crypt. She sighed and pushed open the door.