Title: Greatest Moment of My Life

Summary: Spike…well, it's all in the title. Spike's POV.

Author: FaithsFollower

Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and its characters all belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.

Distribution: If you'd like it for your own fanfic site, you're welcome to it. Just give me credit.

Pairing: Spike/Buffy

Fandom: TV Shows - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Genre: I have no idea

Rating: PG?

Setting: S7

Spoilers: S7; "Touched"

Author's Notes: I'm not usually a writer of Spuffy, in fact I loathe the couple, but thanks to my Spuffy-loving friends I seem to get these fic ideas in my head for/from them.

Feedback: Please!

Look at her. So calm. So peaceful. When she's asleep, she looks like any other normal girl. I'm grateful for that, because she deserves it. She deserves the best. And "the best" doesn't include her supposed friends. After all, they kicked her out of her own home! How dare they! She'd saved their skins time and again. And for what, to get kicked out of her own house! Luckily I found her. I was the only one who even bothered to look for her.

I finally found her in someone's house down the road. She was all curled up on a bed, near tears. She was ready to give up, but I wouldn't let her. I told her that she was the best. I told her that she was the only woman who could finish this. I told her that I loved her for what she is and not because I wanted to get into her pants, as Harris would say. I meant all of it. She can beat The First. She saved the world before, she can do it again.

I was turning to leave when she asked me to stay. I was surprised since I was beginning to think she didn't want anything to do with me. So I said "Alright," and so I took off my leather duster and was going to sleep on the couch that was in the room as well but she patted the bed next to her. I thought she wanted to have one last go around, but strangely enough, I wasn't in the mood for it. She wasn't in the mood either because she just wanted me to hold her. So I did.

Lying here now, watching her sleep, I have now come to realize that there is more to love than sex, sex, and more sex. I think I know now what the word love really means. Love is where you have complete trust in one person, where you can trust that person with anything, including your life. I have never felt that in all of my life since my mum. I kiss her softly on the top of her head and I can't wait until tomorrow night when I can tell her. That this is the greatest moment of my life.