My Slayer
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The first place Buffy went was Spike's crypt, he wasn't there. Deep down she knew that he wouldn't be but at least she had the chance to check if his stuff was there, it was. She knew him too well, she knew that he'd be at a bar or buying booze.
Her first stop had been Willy's but he wasn't there, again she knew he would be but she had to check. Unless he wanted to be found he wouldn't have gone there.
That only left her with one place, a place she didn't really want to go. It would be full of Vampires and Demons and she so did not need a fight right now. If anything slowed her down she might miss him.
So now she was heading in the bar, it was a bar Spike had taken her to after she got back from her little trip to heaven. Buffy had been so drunk that night that she was surprised she remembered how to get there. But her feet took her.
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Rounding the corner she felt him, she knew that he was about. Probably drunk and talking about staking or sunbathing.
Spike was near his car now, he was too drunk to pick up that his Slayer was not far behind him. He wouldn't have cared if he had known, he couldn't face her. Looking into the same eyes that had crippled him that night in her bathroom would have been too much, he wouldn't need the sunlight.
"Spike!" Buffy shouted as soon as she him.
He ignored her. He heard her voice and at first he thought it was his mind punishing him.
"Spike!" She shouted again.
Know he knew that it wasn't his mind that she was there. He couldn't stop, he had to carry on, make this as right as it could be.
He started his car.
Buffy ran like she never had before. Now she was in front of his old DeSoto watching his panic as he slammed the breaks on. She noticed how he wouldn't look at her, but she knew that she wouldn't move until he did.
After a few minutes he got out of the car and started to walk away from her, she hadn't planned this far, she didn't know how to stop him.
"Spike! Please Stop!" She screamed.
Still he remained silent, she felt like the world was crumbling around her. This was worse than any Hellmounth.
"Spike I already knew. I remember a while ago." It was her last attempt to stop him leaving.
It worked, he stopped dead in his tracks. He turned towards her, not quite looking at her.
"I remembered not long after William was born I don't know why but I did. At first I was going to kill you. But then thought about how much I loved you and how much you'd hate yourself.."
"That doesn't matter pet still happened." Spike was walking again. Buffy ran to be by his side as he walked. Hoping, pleading that this could be made right.
"I knew that you didn't know. I knew that you loved me. We were fucked up then. It's in the past. Spike don't leave me." Her voice was breaking now.
"No Buffy I'm leaving and if you have any respect for yourself you'll let me."
"You promised you'd never leave me and now you don't care."
"Evil, soulless monster hear. The Big Bad doesn't give a shit love."
Buffy punched him, he stopped at looked right at her. "Crap. I know you love me. It'll hurt me more than anything you have ever done if you leave me now. I love you Spike. You see this?" Buffy held her hand showing off the ring Spike had left, "It's there because I love you and there's nothing I want more than for you to be my husband."
He seemed to calm down, he wanted to believe this but how could she want him when he'd done that to her?
"I can't believe I did that to you. To you Buffy, my Slayer. God I'm so sorry." He was crying now. Buffy pulled him into her arms, wanting to take all that pain away, like he had for her when she came back from heaven.
"Spike listen to me. I've known for months. I don't care. I had to see past it, there was a reason we forgot and I'm glad we did or we might not have this." She pulled his face to look at her.
"I just, how could I? I love you so much Buffy. Why would I do that?"
"I don't know honey. I never want to talk about this again."
He nodded his head, he wasn't sure he could do it, but looking at this woman in front of him he felt like he could do anything. He would try for her it was what she wanted, he had become a man for her he could always try.
"Now you I think that you've had far to much to drink, so we're gonna go home and let you sleep it off, right?"
"What ever you say pet."
Buffy took his hand and gripped it tightly, it only just hit her how close she had come to him walking out of her life for good. But she had stopped it, things would work out ok.
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THANKSGIVING 2008
"Um I think the cream ones."
"Oh I don't know maybe for you, Willow and Tara but I was thinking the neon yellow for Anya." Buffy laughed throwing the magazine on to the coffee table.
Spike walked into the lounge with glasses of wine, "What you doing honey?" He asked kissing her.
"Just looking at bridesmaids dresses darlin, Dawn thinks you should wear a pink suit."
Shooting a glare at Dawn and said, "Thanks Bit."
"You're welcome." She smirked back at him.
Spike headed back to the kitchen, Buffy would kick his arse if Thanksgiving dinner wasn't perfect. He took a moment to take in the scene, Dawn and Jordan were so happy, little William was the image of perfection and Buffy well she was always his Buffy.
The End
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I hope that you all enjoyed it, please feed back as I'd love to know what you all think.
Also I know that the story didn't end up having a lot to do with the title of the summary I hope that wasn't the only reason you read it. I just had better ideas when I started writing.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The first place Buffy went was Spike's crypt, he wasn't there. Deep down she knew that he wouldn't be but at least she had the chance to check if his stuff was there, it was. She knew him too well, she knew that he'd be at a bar or buying booze.
Her first stop had been Willy's but he wasn't there, again she knew he would be but she had to check. Unless he wanted to be found he wouldn't have gone there.
That only left her with one place, a place she didn't really want to go. It would be full of Vampires and Demons and she so did not need a fight right now. If anything slowed her down she might miss him.
So now she was heading in the bar, it was a bar Spike had taken her to after she got back from her little trip to heaven. Buffy had been so drunk that night that she was surprised she remembered how to get there. But her feet took her.
~~~~~~~~~
Rounding the corner she felt him, she knew that he was about. Probably drunk and talking about staking or sunbathing.
Spike was near his car now, he was too drunk to pick up that his Slayer was not far behind him. He wouldn't have cared if he had known, he couldn't face her. Looking into the same eyes that had crippled him that night in her bathroom would have been too much, he wouldn't need the sunlight.
"Spike!" Buffy shouted as soon as she him.
He ignored her. He heard her voice and at first he thought it was his mind punishing him.
"Spike!" She shouted again.
Know he knew that it wasn't his mind that she was there. He couldn't stop, he had to carry on, make this as right as it could be.
He started his car.
Buffy ran like she never had before. Now she was in front of his old DeSoto watching his panic as he slammed the breaks on. She noticed how he wouldn't look at her, but she knew that she wouldn't move until he did.
After a few minutes he got out of the car and started to walk away from her, she hadn't planned this far, she didn't know how to stop him.
"Spike! Please Stop!" She screamed.
Still he remained silent, she felt like the world was crumbling around her. This was worse than any Hellmounth.
"Spike I already knew. I remember a while ago." It was her last attempt to stop him leaving.
It worked, he stopped dead in his tracks. He turned towards her, not quite looking at her.
"I remembered not long after William was born I don't know why but I did. At first I was going to kill you. But then thought about how much I loved you and how much you'd hate yourself.."
"That doesn't matter pet still happened." Spike was walking again. Buffy ran to be by his side as he walked. Hoping, pleading that this could be made right.
"I knew that you didn't know. I knew that you loved me. We were fucked up then. It's in the past. Spike don't leave me." Her voice was breaking now.
"No Buffy I'm leaving and if you have any respect for yourself you'll let me."
"You promised you'd never leave me and now you don't care."
"Evil, soulless monster hear. The Big Bad doesn't give a shit love."
Buffy punched him, he stopped at looked right at her. "Crap. I know you love me. It'll hurt me more than anything you have ever done if you leave me now. I love you Spike. You see this?" Buffy held her hand showing off the ring Spike had left, "It's there because I love you and there's nothing I want more than for you to be my husband."
He seemed to calm down, he wanted to believe this but how could she want him when he'd done that to her?
"I can't believe I did that to you. To you Buffy, my Slayer. God I'm so sorry." He was crying now. Buffy pulled him into her arms, wanting to take all that pain away, like he had for her when she came back from heaven.
"Spike listen to me. I've known for months. I don't care. I had to see past it, there was a reason we forgot and I'm glad we did or we might not have this." She pulled his face to look at her.
"I just, how could I? I love you so much Buffy. Why would I do that?"
"I don't know honey. I never want to talk about this again."
He nodded his head, he wasn't sure he could do it, but looking at this woman in front of him he felt like he could do anything. He would try for her it was what she wanted, he had become a man for her he could always try.
"Now you I think that you've had far to much to drink, so we're gonna go home and let you sleep it off, right?"
"What ever you say pet."
Buffy took his hand and gripped it tightly, it only just hit her how close she had come to him walking out of her life for good. But she had stopped it, things would work out ok.
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THANKSGIVING 2008
"Um I think the cream ones."
"Oh I don't know maybe for you, Willow and Tara but I was thinking the neon yellow for Anya." Buffy laughed throwing the magazine on to the coffee table.
Spike walked into the lounge with glasses of wine, "What you doing honey?" He asked kissing her.
"Just looking at bridesmaids dresses darlin, Dawn thinks you should wear a pink suit."
Shooting a glare at Dawn and said, "Thanks Bit."
"You're welcome." She smirked back at him.
Spike headed back to the kitchen, Buffy would kick his arse if Thanksgiving dinner wasn't perfect. He took a moment to take in the scene, Dawn and Jordan were so happy, little William was the image of perfection and Buffy well she was always his Buffy.
The End
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I hope that you all enjoyed it, please feed back as I'd love to know what you all think.
Also I know that the story didn't end up having a lot to do with the title of the summary I hope that wasn't the only reason you read it. I just had better ideas when I started writing.