Because He Loves Her
By Bloody SunSet
Hot tears fell from her eyes, and rolled down her eyes as she stared forward at him. Unbelieving, shocked, guilty. How, why, when? Had he really done this for her? She couldn't understand after all she'd done to him, he'd gone and... he'd gotten his soul for her. There was something wrong with that, something had to be, she couldn't accept that he could do that for her, not after how she'd used him, not after... he'd tried to rape her. It didn't seem possible in her mind, not with how she pictured Spike.
He wasn't a man, he could never be, not really, but hadn't he shown her that he could love, care, help, do everything, and more than a man could do. He was a demon, but on the inside now burned the soul of a man. Guilt stricken because of what he'd done to her and he done this to himself because of what he'd done. God, she could have never imagined he'd...
Buffy looked at Spike, tears still spilling down her cheeks, the disbelief showing in her emerald eyes as she did. And he stared straight back at her, crystal blue eyes boring holes in her own soul. She could see it, she could see him. But no. This wasn't happening, she couldn't, no wouldn't believe it, he wasn't a man, and there was nothing he could do to make her think otherwise. And he didn't have to, she knew he loved her, and this was his gift to her... whether she took it from him or not...
She knew there wasn't a chip holding him back anymore, and that there was only his conscience telling him right from wrong, just like a normal human. But no, he wasn't human, why did she keep comparing him to the man she wished he could be? Because she knew... she knew the reason she couldn't believe this...
She couldn't accept that there was nothing keeping her from loving him anymore.