Epilogue
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
ONE & HALF YEARS LATER
"Slayer!!" spike roared from the doorway of the kitchen in the apartment he shared with Buffy.
Buffy tossed the books that were spread out in front of her out of the way and stood up.
"What do you want honey?" She asked voice half full of love and half full of annoyance.
Spike turned to face her an angry scowl all over his face. Buffy just smiled back at him, she couldn't think what she'd done but something had really pissed him off.
Buffy loved seeing him in the mornings, well more like early afternoon, he was nearly always in a bad mood when he first got up but he'd wander round with nothing on and his hair all curled. 'Sexy.' Buffy thought.
"Ok what's made you all bad moody?" She asked with her normal chirpiness, only making Spike scowl more.
"I'm hungry." Spike said pouting sounding like a child having a temper tantrum.
Buffy looked at him raising an eyebrow, he confused her sometimes.
"So?"
Spike lost his temper now, every morning Buffy would come and say something stupid and then wonder why he got pissed off. Buffy had already seen the trademark anger flare in his eyes, she returned to the sofa and her books, she knew from experience he'd calm down in a minute.
He threw his arms into to the air with all his normal dramatics.
"You stupid bint! How they hell am I meant to get in the bloody kitchen when you insist on opening all the firkin' blinds to let some more light in?" Spike shouted.
Buffy was giggling at him now, she had opened the blinds but she had meant to close them before he got up. Spike watched her light up as she laughed at him, he could never stay mad at her for long.
He stalked over to her trying to maintain his bad mood and kicked her books lightly aside. She looked up into his eyes and knew what was coming next. He reached down and grabbed her pulling her up on to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and started to plant kisses on his face.
"Spike all you have to do is ask me to go in and shut the blinds." Buffy mocked.
He growled at her.
"I'm not hungry for blood anymore." He said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"So tell me William what you are hungry for." she said emphasising his real name.
He smirked at her and walked toward their bedroom with Buffy still wrapped around him.
~*~
Buffy and Spike lay in bed with their bodies intertwined, happy to stay that way. The past year and a half had been hard. Giles had spent most of the first six months saying that he felt it was most inappropriate and Dawn still hated Buffy.
But they had gotten over it, content with being loved.
Everyday was something new, getting a place together had been a big step but they never looked back. Truth be told Buffy enjoyed Spike's early morning bad moods, that scowl was sexy. The wedding would be the next big thing, and they couldn't wait.
They both felt like they had found their place in the world, strange as those places were. A vampire and a slayer in love fighting the good fight. They had each other and that was the important thing.
"Slayer?"
"What?"
"You tired now?"
"No."
"Good."
Spike rolled over on top of her and she smiled up at him knowing what was coming next. Her!
THE END
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Please give me some feedback on this fic, because I really enjoyed writing it. Little sad that it's over now but I couldn't see anyway to make it go further. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed as I've been writing it's made me enjoy it all the more.
Let me know what you thought of it, Nikki.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
ONE & HALF YEARS LATER
"Slayer!!" spike roared from the doorway of the kitchen in the apartment he shared with Buffy.
Buffy tossed the books that were spread out in front of her out of the way and stood up.
"What do you want honey?" She asked voice half full of love and half full of annoyance.
Spike turned to face her an angry scowl all over his face. Buffy just smiled back at him, she couldn't think what she'd done but something had really pissed him off.
Buffy loved seeing him in the mornings, well more like early afternoon, he was nearly always in a bad mood when he first got up but he'd wander round with nothing on and his hair all curled. 'Sexy.' Buffy thought.
"Ok what's made you all bad moody?" She asked with her normal chirpiness, only making Spike scowl more.
"I'm hungry." Spike said pouting sounding like a child having a temper tantrum.
Buffy looked at him raising an eyebrow, he confused her sometimes.
"So?"
Spike lost his temper now, every morning Buffy would come and say something stupid and then wonder why he got pissed off. Buffy had already seen the trademark anger flare in his eyes, she returned to the sofa and her books, she knew from experience he'd calm down in a minute.
He threw his arms into to the air with all his normal dramatics.
"You stupid bint! How they hell am I meant to get in the bloody kitchen when you insist on opening all the firkin' blinds to let some more light in?" Spike shouted.
Buffy was giggling at him now, she had opened the blinds but she had meant to close them before he got up. Spike watched her light up as she laughed at him, he could never stay mad at her for long.
He stalked over to her trying to maintain his bad mood and kicked her books lightly aside. She looked up into his eyes and knew what was coming next. He reached down and grabbed her pulling her up on to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and started to plant kisses on his face.
"Spike all you have to do is ask me to go in and shut the blinds." Buffy mocked.
He growled at her.
"I'm not hungry for blood anymore." He said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"So tell me William what you are hungry for." she said emphasising his real name.
He smirked at her and walked toward their bedroom with Buffy still wrapped around him.
~*~
Buffy and Spike lay in bed with their bodies intertwined, happy to stay that way. The past year and a half had been hard. Giles had spent most of the first six months saying that he felt it was most inappropriate and Dawn still hated Buffy.
But they had gotten over it, content with being loved.
Everyday was something new, getting a place together had been a big step but they never looked back. Truth be told Buffy enjoyed Spike's early morning bad moods, that scowl was sexy. The wedding would be the next big thing, and they couldn't wait.
They both felt like they had found their place in the world, strange as those places were. A vampire and a slayer in love fighting the good fight. They had each other and that was the important thing.
"Slayer?"
"What?"
"You tired now?"
"No."
"Good."
Spike rolled over on top of her and she smiled up at him knowing what was coming next. Her!
THE END
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Please give me some feedback on this fic, because I really enjoyed writing it. Little sad that it's over now but I couldn't see anyway to make it go further. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed as I've been writing it's made me enjoy it all the more.
Let me know what you thought of it, Nikki.