Buffy calmed her jittering nerves as she passed Spike's crypt trying not to even look at it. The dark winds carried howling voices in the night. Buffy could sense a power lurking behind her and she ducked as it tried to give her a blow to the head.
The vampire fell into a grave giving Buffy enough time to kick it in the back. It turned around and kicked her back sending her falling backward. The growling grew as it got on top of her trying to choke her to death, "Slayer." It hissed.
Buffy had always hated the fact that the vampires would always say who she was before she killed them. It bugged her so much. She quickly head butted it and got back up in fighting stance. The vamp tried to punch her in the face but she blocked it and used her knee to punch its stomach then punch it in the face.
She felt herself being thrown around into another grave and she turned around kicking it to the ground and sticking Mr. Pointy straight through his heart.
Buffy stood up wiping the dust off her white shirt. She looked back at Spike's crypt; again feeling her nerves rise up in her. She felt herself drawing nearer to the door. She wanted to run away and never come back there but her hand rapped on the door a few times, completely the opposite of what she had imagined in her mind. In her mind she was already home.
The door opened slowly and Spike looked at her in confusion, "Buffy? What's wrong?" A few weeks ago Buffy had dumped him after the incident with Riley and the demon eggs. Spike never thought that Buffy would come back to his crypt but here she was, right in front of him looking at him with sadness and regret.
Buffy had come down here to apologize about how she acted with him last night when she snapped at him in the graveyard, "I'm sorry about last night. I was a little harsh. Tara talked about it with me last night."
Spike was glad that she was there and was a bit surprised to hear her apologizing to him. "Well, if you wanted to come in. I have T.V. some snacks. You know I have those weetabix."
Buffy giggled and nodded in approval. "Sure." Spike let her in and as soon as Buffy had reached the living room memories filled her mind of old times. She shrugged them away and sat down on a couch by the T.V. "So…are you still with that girl?" She asked politely. It did bother her that the girl was with him at the wedding. It made her think horrible thoughts of vengeance and death and she didn't feel like going there again.
Spike shook his head, "No. It didn't work out. She wasn't my type." He smiled at Buffy who returned a smile back. He didn't think that they would keep their old chemistry again. In the beginning of the year things were fine between them. He hoped it would be like that again.
Buffy played with her thumbs nervously trying to think of something else to say that would sound the least bit normal, "So, I was wondering…if you wanted to…go to the bronze tomorrow night. Willow and Tara are back together and we're throwing them a party there. I mean its not a date if that's what you're thinking I just didn't want to keep pushing you away just because we're not together anymore."
Spike raised an eyebrow, "Were we ever together?" He knew she didn't want to think they were. All they did was shag. They never went on dates or officially called themselves each other boyfriend girlfriend. He knew Buffy would never lower herself that far. But it really hurt him to know that she didn't feel the same way he did.
Buffy shrugged, "Somewhat together." She admitted knowing they did share a connection when they were with each other. It was enough for her to admit that they were together somehow. They were physically anyway. "You don't have to accept if you don't want to." She added in.
Spike smiled trying to hide his sadness at looking at her and knowing he could never be with her again. "I'll go." He wanted to at least be near her again. Even if it didn't mean they would be together.
Buffy smiled with relief, "Oh, good. I didn't want you to think I was pushing you away." She met his eyes with respect and understanding. They both stared at each other for a few minutes before there was a knock on the door.
Spike glanced towards the door then back at Buffy, "I didn't ask for delivery." He joked and watched Buffy let out a small laugh. Heading towards the door he could tell there was something wrong. He could sense it. Spike opened the door and saw Dawn on the other side, grief filling her face. "Spike!" She gave him a hug. Spike stepped back in confusion. Buffy ran towards the two.
She looked at Dawn's face in horror, "What is it Dawn? What happened?" There were tons of things that could have happened but she knew this was something that happened to someone close to her.
Dawn let tears pass her cheek, sobbing profusely, "It's Tara she's dead." The fear ran up in Buffy's body and she realized the dread that she had been hoping wouldn't come. Dawn let out the rest of her information, "Warren shot her."