Title: Spike's Choice
Author: Mrs Muir and Slayer's Gift Disclaimer: We own nothing it all belongs to the great and powerful Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Summary: This is a sequel to 'An Argument in a Bathroom'. It is now two years later and Spike has the upper hand. Will he use it for good or to exact revenge on those that hurt him? Rating: R Spoilers: Through season 6
Chapter 10 - Happily Ever After, Well Maybe
Spike once again found himself hesitating outside the Summer's front door. He still wasn't sure of what he was going to say. If he wanted to say anything at all. He sighed and reached his hand up to knock. But before he could connect with the wood the door was thrown open and Dawn and Willow came rushing out. Dawn nearly pushing him aside in her hurry to leave.
"Hi, Spike, we are headed to the movies. Buffy is in the living room. See ya later." Dawn reached back for Willow's hand to pull her along.
Willow hesitated stopping Dawn in her tracks. She reached up and kissed Spike on the cheek. "Good luck!" She whispered in his ear. He looked at her in astonishment. Dawn must have told her everything to get her out of the house tonight. He watched them take off down the street.
Since Dawn had left the front door open he stepped into the house. He made his way into the living room where Buffy was sitting on the couch clicking the remote through the channels on the television. She looked up at him as he stepped into the room.
"I brought Dawn's schedule for her." He placed a packet of papers on the table next to the couch. He had been glad of the excuse to come over but he now looked nervously around not sure what to do next.
Buffy stood up and walked over toward him. She reached out and looked briefly through the papers he had brought then she laid them back down.
"Dawn said that you wanted to talk to me about something important." Buffy looked up at him. Actually Dawn had told her that she couldn't go with her and Willow tonight. That she had to get things settled with Spike. Than until they made peace things would continue to be uncomfortable. And then she had laid on the guilt telling her that if she was always worried about Buffy and Spike then she could get hurt out there. But Dawn had given her the opening by saying that Spike wanted to talk too.
"Yeah, I guess it's time for us to act like adults. We need to talk." He told her throwing it back at her. "Can we sit down and do it though."
"Of course." Buffy stepped back and made her way back to the couch. She sat on one end and gestured for him to sit on the other. Spike came and sat. For the next few moments neither said a word. They both sat and tried to figure out what to say. Finally Spike broke the silence.
"Why didn't you try to find me?" He shifted so that he was facing her. One arm rested across the back of the couch.
"I didn't think you wanted me to." She spoke softly looking down at her hands.
"Did you think that because I was angry that I didn't care anymore."
Buffy noticed that he wasn't using the word love anymore. He used to tell her all the time how much he loved her and now it seemed like he didn't love her anymore. She could feel the tears gathering in her eyes and continued to look at her hands. But a tear slipped from her eye and dropped down on her hands.
Spike groaned and reached out to her. He knew that his feelings for her hadn't changed and they never would. Buffy would always be the one. Drusilla had always taken him to new depths of evil, but Buffy was the one who took him to new heights. He would always be on bended knee for her.
Buffy was startled as Spike began to scoot toward her. But she didn't move away. She looked up at him as the tears broke through. She turned toward him and burrowed herself into his side. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on hers as she sobbed.
"I'm sorry, Spike. For everything. I wish you had never gone away." She whispered through her tears. "Please, don't leave me again. I'll do anything that you want. Just don't leave me alone again."
Spike began to stiffen as she spoke these words to him. Buffy was begging him to stay. And he knew that she meant it. She would take anything from him just so long as he didn't leave. But this wasn't what he wanted. He didn't want a woman clinging to him, constantly afraid that he would leave. Even if it was Buffy. He wanted a partner. Someone who would stand beside him and trust him to protect her. He wouldn't even mind having those fights again as long as they led to the passionate lovemaking they used to have.
He had stayed quiet for too long. Buffy pulled back so that she could see him. His eyes were so sad.
"What Spike? What did I do wrong?" Buffy reached up to turn his face toward her. She knew something was wrong and that Spike was going to leave again.
Spike gently pulled himself away from her and stood. She followed him up her hands reaching out for him. But he stepped back away from her. He could see her beginning to crumple and knew he had to leave quickly before he gave in.
"Buffy, I love you. That will never change." He put his hand up as she started to interrupt him. "But I don't want you to be resigned to be with me. I don't want to be the one that made you stop being lonely. I want someone who will joyfully be with me. I need a woman that is confident in my love for her. Not someone who is always afraid that I will take it away if she doesn't behave right."
The pain was beginning to choke him. She looked so broken standing there. He turned and quickly left the house before he did something that would destroy them both.
Buffy watched him walk out the door. She fell to the floor sobbing. He always left just like the others. This was her destiny to always be left behind.
Author: Mrs Muir and Slayer's Gift Disclaimer: We own nothing it all belongs to the great and powerful Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Summary: This is a sequel to 'An Argument in a Bathroom'. It is now two years later and Spike has the upper hand. Will he use it for good or to exact revenge on those that hurt him? Rating: R Spoilers: Through season 6
Chapter 10 - Happily Ever After, Well Maybe
Spike once again found himself hesitating outside the Summer's front door. He still wasn't sure of what he was going to say. If he wanted to say anything at all. He sighed and reached his hand up to knock. But before he could connect with the wood the door was thrown open and Dawn and Willow came rushing out. Dawn nearly pushing him aside in her hurry to leave.
"Hi, Spike, we are headed to the movies. Buffy is in the living room. See ya later." Dawn reached back for Willow's hand to pull her along.
Willow hesitated stopping Dawn in her tracks. She reached up and kissed Spike on the cheek. "Good luck!" She whispered in his ear. He looked at her in astonishment. Dawn must have told her everything to get her out of the house tonight. He watched them take off down the street.
Since Dawn had left the front door open he stepped into the house. He made his way into the living room where Buffy was sitting on the couch clicking the remote through the channels on the television. She looked up at him as he stepped into the room.
"I brought Dawn's schedule for her." He placed a packet of papers on the table next to the couch. He had been glad of the excuse to come over but he now looked nervously around not sure what to do next.
Buffy stood up and walked over toward him. She reached out and looked briefly through the papers he had brought then she laid them back down.
"Dawn said that you wanted to talk to me about something important." Buffy looked up at him. Actually Dawn had told her that she couldn't go with her and Willow tonight. That she had to get things settled with Spike. Than until they made peace things would continue to be uncomfortable. And then she had laid on the guilt telling her that if she was always worried about Buffy and Spike then she could get hurt out there. But Dawn had given her the opening by saying that Spike wanted to talk too.
"Yeah, I guess it's time for us to act like adults. We need to talk." He told her throwing it back at her. "Can we sit down and do it though."
"Of course." Buffy stepped back and made her way back to the couch. She sat on one end and gestured for him to sit on the other. Spike came and sat. For the next few moments neither said a word. They both sat and tried to figure out what to say. Finally Spike broke the silence.
"Why didn't you try to find me?" He shifted so that he was facing her. One arm rested across the back of the couch.
"I didn't think you wanted me to." She spoke softly looking down at her hands.
"Did you think that because I was angry that I didn't care anymore."
Buffy noticed that he wasn't using the word love anymore. He used to tell her all the time how much he loved her and now it seemed like he didn't love her anymore. She could feel the tears gathering in her eyes and continued to look at her hands. But a tear slipped from her eye and dropped down on her hands.
Spike groaned and reached out to her. He knew that his feelings for her hadn't changed and they never would. Buffy would always be the one. Drusilla had always taken him to new depths of evil, but Buffy was the one who took him to new heights. He would always be on bended knee for her.
Buffy was startled as Spike began to scoot toward her. But she didn't move away. She looked up at him as the tears broke through. She turned toward him and burrowed herself into his side. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on hers as she sobbed.
"I'm sorry, Spike. For everything. I wish you had never gone away." She whispered through her tears. "Please, don't leave me again. I'll do anything that you want. Just don't leave me alone again."
Spike began to stiffen as she spoke these words to him. Buffy was begging him to stay. And he knew that she meant it. She would take anything from him just so long as he didn't leave. But this wasn't what he wanted. He didn't want a woman clinging to him, constantly afraid that he would leave. Even if it was Buffy. He wanted a partner. Someone who would stand beside him and trust him to protect her. He wouldn't even mind having those fights again as long as they led to the passionate lovemaking they used to have.
He had stayed quiet for too long. Buffy pulled back so that she could see him. His eyes were so sad.
"What Spike? What did I do wrong?" Buffy reached up to turn his face toward her. She knew something was wrong and that Spike was going to leave again.
Spike gently pulled himself away from her and stood. She followed him up her hands reaching out for him. But he stepped back away from her. He could see her beginning to crumple and knew he had to leave quickly before he gave in.
"Buffy, I love you. That will never change." He put his hand up as she started to interrupt him. "But I don't want you to be resigned to be with me. I don't want to be the one that made you stop being lonely. I want someone who will joyfully be with me. I need a woman that is confident in my love for her. Not someone who is always afraid that I will take it away if she doesn't behave right."
The pain was beginning to choke him. She looked so broken standing there. He turned and quickly left the house before he did something that would destroy them both.
Buffy watched him walk out the door. She fell to the floor sobbing. He always left just like the others. This was her destiny to always be left behind.