Spuffy!
SUMMARY: Spikes back, but not in the way he expected to. Only his soul is back and nobody can touch, see or hear him. Spuffy. (Assuming he never popped in the "Angel" series.)
A/N: So I don't really follow the Angel series, I know Spike was there. But in my story he never appeared until now. Also I had my setting in Sunnydale because the location is easier to visualize especially in the Summers' house.
Reviews are very much appreciated and are a source of inspiration to write chapters xD
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer.
Chapter One – Honey, I'm Home
Spike blinked a few times before he fully opened his eyes: He was lying on the ground in a dark room
"Where the bloody hell am I?" He groaned as he got up. He looked around, vampire night vision really came in handy. Was he in someone's basement? He found a staircase and made his way up.
The upstairs of wherever he was conveniently lighted—Hallway, lockers, bulletin boards, and classrooms—He was in a school. He looked out a window and saw the moon almost completely obscured by the dark clouds.
"Just a jiff," He pondered, "Isn't this where I died? That's right. The amulet, the big bright light, Buffy-- Buffy! " Upon remembering her, Spike quickly ran to the nearest exit and let himself out.
The night breeze felt nice, he looked around some more, hoping to find some sort of clue to answer why he was here (Not that he wasn't grateful to be alive. The being alive bit—undead alive—was great.) He guessed right, it was that same high school. Turns out the school was rebuilt and on the same location too. It wasn't just the school, seemed like the whole of Sunnydale was rebuilt. Nostalgia filled his gut, if the school was in the same place, could Buffy's house be too? Wasting no time at all, he went into the direction of Buffy's home.
On his way, he saw a thrown out newspaper on the street, picking it up the title read: Sunnydale: New and Improved!
'Really, these journalists should think of more clever headings' He thought.Spike read on: August 30, 2005. It's only been a month since Sunnydale was open for former residents to occupy their homes that were destroyed in the odd explosion 2 years ago. The government paid extra attention in trying to rebuild Sunnydale exactly as it was back then.The 2 years of hard work paid off! Now, the towns buzzing, many families have come back to pick up where they left off. The high school is also going to start accepting enrollees for the start of school next month. Sunnydale is back on the map and everyone couldn't be happier.
Spike gave out a long whistle, "Two years huh?" He murmured to himself. He continued walking. The streets were quiet, but he could see that the houses had quickly been occupied. There were cars in the garages, flyers on the electrical posts, dog houses on the lawn. He kept on wondering about Buffy. Was she seeing someone? Did she mourn for him? How would she react upon seeing him? Did she mean what she said 2 years ago? Did she truly love him? Questions filled up his head until he finally reached her house. It was very similar to the old one. A few changes here and there, but he recognized it as the Summers' home. He felt his chest tighten when he saw the light on in Buffy's room. Assuming it was still her room. Assuming it was still her house! It could just be some random family for all he knew. But then he saw her, she was looking out her window, and she looked more beautiful than ever. If his heart could beat, it would surely be moving at an abnormally fast pace.
He ran to the front door. Closed his eyes and took a deep breath, upon composing himself he knocked. He could hear footsteps going down the stairs. Then the door opened to reveal her, he ran up to her to give her a tight hug, but just went right through her causing him to loose balance and fall on the floor. His eyes widened realizing what just happened.
Buffy looked left and right out the door. "Huh, I could have sworn I heard someone knocking."
"Buffy! Buffy! It's me, I'm here!" He said frantically trying to touch her, but seeing his arms just go through her. She turned in his direction, went through him and walked up the stairs.
Spike stood there frozen in shock. He couldn't be seen, couldn't be heard, walked through things! He was a ghost.
A/N So, review please. )
