Revalations of an unfamiliar kind.
Buffy walked down into her basement carrying a mug of blood. "Hey," she said to spike who was laying on his bed. "Hey, yourself," he replied standing up. "That for yours truly?" he asked pointing to the blood, "or were you planning on having an afternoon snack?" "Yeah, sorry, a little out of it, guess i'm just worried about the big day," Buffy said looking down but then back up. "I wouldn't stress on it, love. You have saved the day lots of times, why should this one be any different?" Spike said taking the mug. "I know, it's just..." she started but spike cut in, "I know...." "There are just so many things i would like to tell everyone...i mean, we don't know if we're gonna survive this but, it's just some things I can't say..." she said and looked down. "Sometimes the harder it is to say, the more important it is," spike said leaning against the wall. "When did you become mr. wise?" Buffy said doing a half smile. "I have a lot of free time down here to think," he said taking a sip, "I've changed a lot over the past year, grew up, I guess..." "I am begining to notice that," she said senserely, "I wish I could be as upfront as you are." "What do you mean, love?" he said tilting his head slightly. "I mean, you realized you had feelings for me, and you just went on and told me, even when you knew I wouldn't understand," she said starting to pace. "It didn't really go down like that, pet," he began, "believe me, I did a lot of practicing, as corny as it sounds," he said, "and I really didn't want to believe it myself but now, I can't imagine my life without you, even if I don't have you the way I wanted...it's good enough." She smiled, tears forming. She looked down to hide them. Spike walked over to her, placed his hand under her chin, and raised her head level with his, "You are an increadible woman, you know?" he said and moved his hand from her chin to rest it on her cheek. "After all the terrible things I've done to you, you still let me into your life. I will always respect you for that." A tear fell down her cheek. "Buffy?" Dawn's voice came from upstairs. "Go on," spike said letting his hand fall from her cheek, "...they need you." "I need you," she said not moving. "We'll wait till after we save the world," he said, "you gotta go play hero." Buffy started to say something but the sound of breaking glass and Dawn's voice screaming "Andrew you dork!!!" stopped her, and with one last look behind her she hurried up the stairs.
Buffy walked down into her basement carrying a mug of blood. "Hey," she said to spike who was laying on his bed. "Hey, yourself," he replied standing up. "That for yours truly?" he asked pointing to the blood, "or were you planning on having an afternoon snack?" "Yeah, sorry, a little out of it, guess i'm just worried about the big day," Buffy said looking down but then back up. "I wouldn't stress on it, love. You have saved the day lots of times, why should this one be any different?" Spike said taking the mug. "I know, it's just..." she started but spike cut in, "I know...." "There are just so many things i would like to tell everyone...i mean, we don't know if we're gonna survive this but, it's just some things I can't say..." she said and looked down. "Sometimes the harder it is to say, the more important it is," spike said leaning against the wall. "When did you become mr. wise?" Buffy said doing a half smile. "I have a lot of free time down here to think," he said taking a sip, "I've changed a lot over the past year, grew up, I guess..." "I am begining to notice that," she said senserely, "I wish I could be as upfront as you are." "What do you mean, love?" he said tilting his head slightly. "I mean, you realized you had feelings for me, and you just went on and told me, even when you knew I wouldn't understand," she said starting to pace. "It didn't really go down like that, pet," he began, "believe me, I did a lot of practicing, as corny as it sounds," he said, "and I really didn't want to believe it myself but now, I can't imagine my life without you, even if I don't have you the way I wanted...it's good enough." She smiled, tears forming. She looked down to hide them. Spike walked over to her, placed his hand under her chin, and raised her head level with his, "You are an increadible woman, you know?" he said and moved his hand from her chin to rest it on her cheek. "After all the terrible things I've done to you, you still let me into your life. I will always respect you for that." A tear fell down her cheek. "Buffy?" Dawn's voice came from upstairs. "Go on," spike said letting his hand fall from her cheek, "...they need you." "I need you," she said not moving. "We'll wait till after we save the world," he said, "you gotta go play hero." Buffy started to say something but the sound of breaking glass and Dawn's voice screaming "Andrew you dork!!!" stopped her, and with one last look behind her she hurried up the stairs.
