Chapter 2: Goodbye To You
Spike was all packed and ready to go when Buffy burst into the crypt. "What are you doing here, Slayer?" he asked angrily. Buffy looked at him confused. She didn't know why he was upset. "I was just going to see if you wanted to patrol with me tonight, but I see you're in a really bad mood so...and why is that so funny?" she asked when she noticed that he had started to laugh. "I just think that's it's bloody funny, you coming in here, asking me to help you, when I'm not even a part of your life." 'So that's why he's upset' Buffy finally realized.
She didn't think she had to apologize to the blood-sucker. "Look, Spike," she said calmly. "You know I was infected by a demon and I was really not myself that day. I didn't mean it." Spike didn't believe her. "Yes you did. You..." "Spike, I tied my friends up in the basement and tried to let that demon kill them. So you have to believe me when I say that I was really messed up and doing and saying things I didn't mean."
"Why do you care, Buffy? Why do you even give a bleedin' care if I believe you or not? Because you need my muscles to help fight the bad guys? Or is it because you still need my penis to make you feel alive?" Buffy tried to control herself to not lash out at him (verbally or physically). "No because...I think that maybe we could be friends." "Friends? Right, we're friends. Until the minute your real friends show up and you go back to treating me like an evil disgusting creature. Sorry, no thanks. That's just not the kind of friend that I want to have."
It was then that Buffy finally realized that he had packed some of his belongings in bags that were sitting right in front of them. "Are you leaving?" she asked him. "Bloody right, I'm leavin'. So there will be no more chances to play 'kick the Spike' again." "Where will you go?" "I don't know. And even if I did, I sure as hell wouldn't tell you." "What are you planning on doing with your life..er ..unlife?" "I dunno. Maybe I'll get the chip out and start killing again. That's what all of you expect anyway. Or maybe I'll get the chip out and still be a good boy; prove the lot of you all wrong." "And how do you expect to do that if you're not here to prove us wrong?"
Buffy had a good point, but he wasn't going to admit that. "Look, Slayer. I'm getting out of here tonight. There is nothing you can say to me that will make me change my mind. ('Except I love you, but I know that's not gonna happen.') I have no reason to stay here." "What about Dawn? You promised me that you would protect her until the end of the world." "She's a big girl now. I don't think she needs my protection anymore." "What about your friendship" "I'll write to her. And yes I was planning on telling her good-bye. And I'm going to do that right now. So get out of my bloody way!" She moved away from his crypt door and let him walk out with his bags. He was right. There was nothing she could say to make him change his mind. "What about me?" she yelled out at him. "Don't I get a good-bye?" "Good-bye Slayer!" he yelled angrily to her.
Spike headed over to the Summers' house, hoping that Dawn would be there. Dawn was inside the house having a hard time with her algebra homework when she heard a knock on the door. When she opened the door she was surprised to see Spike standing on the other end. 'Since when did Spike knock?' "Aren't you going to let me in?" "Spike, you know, you've already been invited." "Yeah, I know; just bein' polite," he said as he walked in. The truth was that he honestly didn't know if Buffy had disinvited him after the 'break-up.'
Finally Dawn noticed that Spike was carrying bags. "What's in the bags?" "My stuff." "But why would you..." Then she understood. "Are you leavin' town?" "Yes, I am, Niblet." "But you can't leave! You promised me that you'll be here to protect me!" "Lil' Bit, you know you're not so much of a Lil' Bit anymore. You don't need my protection now." "Maybe not, but you're my friend." "I'll write. Hell, I might even call" ('and hope that Buffy doesn't answer the phone').
"Spike, why are you leavin?" When he hesitated to answer, Dawn said. "It was Buffy wasn't it? She finally drove you out, huh? Did you tell you to leave. Because you know, you've never been one to do what Buffy tells you. I guess something's we have in common," she said trying to lighten to situation. He almost worked as Spike smiled at her before he got sad again and said, "No, she didn't tell me to go. It my decision." "But it was because of her, isn't it? What happened between you two?" 'Now how am I supposed to answer that' Spike thought. 'Say, she used me for sex, beat me up, and then threw me away like yesterday's garbage. Oh and by the way, I called her an animal and demon, told her she belonged in the dark with me, and tried to separate her from all her friends.'
"What went down between me and Big Sis is none of your business." "Sorry, I just..." "I meant...how would you feel if you had nasty relationship with someone and then someone else wants to you to tell them all about it?" 'OK, that sounded bloody stupid!' "I would be happy to have someone to talk about my troubles with." "But with if the person you're telling your troubles to is the sister of the person who you had a nasty relationship with and you don't get her in the middle of it?" Spike didn't want Dawn to have to choose sides. If she had choosen Buffy's side, Spike would have gotten hurt. But if she had choosen his side, Spike would have felt guilty about the sisters being mad at eachother. "Oh., I understand." "Wait, a minute. Did you just say relationship?" 'Ooops.' "Not that kind of relationship, Niblet." "OK, right," she said not believing him.
"Well, I suppose I should be leaving now." Spike didn't know if he should hug her or not, but he finally decided to give her a good-bye hug. "Bye, Niblet." "Bye, Spike," she said sadly. He went to walk out the door when suddenly he remembered something. "Oh wait, I almost forgot," he said as pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Here," he said as he handed it to her. "Tell, the whelp that I will miss insulting and making his life a living hell. Tell the demon girl that I wish her lots of money and happiness with someone who is much better than the whelp. Tell Red that I wish her luck in the whole not using magic thing and hopes that she gets back together with Glindda. Tell Glinda that I wish her the best and that I've finally fixed my cramp problem. She'll know what that means."
Dawn looked at him and said, "Don't you want me to tell Buffy anything for you?" "Already said my good-bye to her." "Was she happy or disappointed to see you go?" "Oh she was happy to see me go," he lied. "I think she's gonna a huge bloody party to celebrate." "I doubt that Spike. She doesn't hate you as much as you think she does." "Yeah, she does," he sad sadly. They said their good-byes again and then he went out the door.
Author's Note: My chapter titles are most likely going to be stupid and pathetic, but oh well. So, um, read on, if you want to find out if Spike really leaves town or if Buffy stops him.
Spike was all packed and ready to go when Buffy burst into the crypt. "What are you doing here, Slayer?" he asked angrily. Buffy looked at him confused. She didn't know why he was upset. "I was just going to see if you wanted to patrol with me tonight, but I see you're in a really bad mood so...and why is that so funny?" she asked when she noticed that he had started to laugh. "I just think that's it's bloody funny, you coming in here, asking me to help you, when I'm not even a part of your life." 'So that's why he's upset' Buffy finally realized.
She didn't think she had to apologize to the blood-sucker. "Look, Spike," she said calmly. "You know I was infected by a demon and I was really not myself that day. I didn't mean it." Spike didn't believe her. "Yes you did. You..." "Spike, I tied my friends up in the basement and tried to let that demon kill them. So you have to believe me when I say that I was really messed up and doing and saying things I didn't mean."
"Why do you care, Buffy? Why do you even give a bleedin' care if I believe you or not? Because you need my muscles to help fight the bad guys? Or is it because you still need my penis to make you feel alive?" Buffy tried to control herself to not lash out at him (verbally or physically). "No because...I think that maybe we could be friends." "Friends? Right, we're friends. Until the minute your real friends show up and you go back to treating me like an evil disgusting creature. Sorry, no thanks. That's just not the kind of friend that I want to have."
It was then that Buffy finally realized that he had packed some of his belongings in bags that were sitting right in front of them. "Are you leaving?" she asked him. "Bloody right, I'm leavin'. So there will be no more chances to play 'kick the Spike' again." "Where will you go?" "I don't know. And even if I did, I sure as hell wouldn't tell you." "What are you planning on doing with your life..er ..unlife?" "I dunno. Maybe I'll get the chip out and start killing again. That's what all of you expect anyway. Or maybe I'll get the chip out and still be a good boy; prove the lot of you all wrong." "And how do you expect to do that if you're not here to prove us wrong?"
Buffy had a good point, but he wasn't going to admit that. "Look, Slayer. I'm getting out of here tonight. There is nothing you can say to me that will make me change my mind. ('Except I love you, but I know that's not gonna happen.') I have no reason to stay here." "What about Dawn? You promised me that you would protect her until the end of the world." "She's a big girl now. I don't think she needs my protection anymore." "What about your friendship" "I'll write to her. And yes I was planning on telling her good-bye. And I'm going to do that right now. So get out of my bloody way!" She moved away from his crypt door and let him walk out with his bags. He was right. There was nothing she could say to make him change his mind. "What about me?" she yelled out at him. "Don't I get a good-bye?" "Good-bye Slayer!" he yelled angrily to her.
Spike headed over to the Summers' house, hoping that Dawn would be there. Dawn was inside the house having a hard time with her algebra homework when she heard a knock on the door. When she opened the door she was surprised to see Spike standing on the other end. 'Since when did Spike knock?' "Aren't you going to let me in?" "Spike, you know, you've already been invited." "Yeah, I know; just bein' polite," he said as he walked in. The truth was that he honestly didn't know if Buffy had disinvited him after the 'break-up.'
Finally Dawn noticed that Spike was carrying bags. "What's in the bags?" "My stuff." "But why would you..." Then she understood. "Are you leavin' town?" "Yes, I am, Niblet." "But you can't leave! You promised me that you'll be here to protect me!" "Lil' Bit, you know you're not so much of a Lil' Bit anymore. You don't need my protection now." "Maybe not, but you're my friend." "I'll write. Hell, I might even call" ('and hope that Buffy doesn't answer the phone').
"Spike, why are you leavin?" When he hesitated to answer, Dawn said. "It was Buffy wasn't it? She finally drove you out, huh? Did you tell you to leave. Because you know, you've never been one to do what Buffy tells you. I guess something's we have in common," she said trying to lighten to situation. He almost worked as Spike smiled at her before he got sad again and said, "No, she didn't tell me to go. It my decision." "But it was because of her, isn't it? What happened between you two?" 'Now how am I supposed to answer that' Spike thought. 'Say, she used me for sex, beat me up, and then threw me away like yesterday's garbage. Oh and by the way, I called her an animal and demon, told her she belonged in the dark with me, and tried to separate her from all her friends.'
"What went down between me and Big Sis is none of your business." "Sorry, I just..." "I meant...how would you feel if you had nasty relationship with someone and then someone else wants to you to tell them all about it?" 'OK, that sounded bloody stupid!' "I would be happy to have someone to talk about my troubles with." "But with if the person you're telling your troubles to is the sister of the person who you had a nasty relationship with and you don't get her in the middle of it?" Spike didn't want Dawn to have to choose sides. If she had choosen Buffy's side, Spike would have gotten hurt. But if she had choosen his side, Spike would have felt guilty about the sisters being mad at eachother. "Oh., I understand." "Wait, a minute. Did you just say relationship?" 'Ooops.' "Not that kind of relationship, Niblet." "OK, right," she said not believing him.
"Well, I suppose I should be leaving now." Spike didn't know if he should hug her or not, but he finally decided to give her a good-bye hug. "Bye, Niblet." "Bye, Spike," she said sadly. He went to walk out the door when suddenly he remembered something. "Oh wait, I almost forgot," he said as pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Here," he said as he handed it to her. "Tell, the whelp that I will miss insulting and making his life a living hell. Tell the demon girl that I wish her lots of money and happiness with someone who is much better than the whelp. Tell Red that I wish her luck in the whole not using magic thing and hopes that she gets back together with Glindda. Tell Glinda that I wish her the best and that I've finally fixed my cramp problem. She'll know what that means."
Dawn looked at him and said, "Don't you want me to tell Buffy anything for you?" "Already said my good-bye to her." "Was she happy or disappointed to see you go?" "Oh she was happy to see me go," he lied. "I think she's gonna a huge bloody party to celebrate." "I doubt that Spike. She doesn't hate you as much as you think she does." "Yeah, she does," he sad sadly. They said their good-byes again and then he went out the door.
Author's Note: My chapter titles are most likely going to be stupid and pathetic, but oh well. So, um, read on, if you want to find out if Spike really leaves town or if Buffy stops him.