Trust
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Spike had started to walk away a few seconds ago and Buffy stood shell shocked. If it was possible he looked even sexier now than he did as a human, it was his eyes they were bluer than before. Deep blue eyes that she could drown in.
Still no amount of deep blue sexy eyes could help her now, she had to decide. He was leaving again and she didn't want that but she had seen what vampires were capable of, could she love one?
Her mind answered that question for her, she did love him, nothing could change that. Should she trust him? She did trust him but that wasn't the question, if she had a reason not to trust then she didn't care. If it was a trick and he killed her then who cares, she die without him anyway.
He had a chance to kill her, but instead he had kissed her, and that was enough.
~*~
Buffy ran catching up with the vampire, her lover. Buffy grabbed his arm and spun him around to face her, they both stood facing each other neither saying a word.
The emotion in their eyes spoke for them, the months of lost love shinning brightly.
Buffy grabbed him and pulled his lips to meet hers, she started to kiss him passionately, the pain and the loss released. For a moment she was happy.
Spike pulled away, "Buffy, I, I'm not doing this unless I can have all of you."
How did she answer that? Yes she wanted him, but the thought of the things they had to over come. What would Giles say? The thoughts danced in her head egging her on for a fight.
"I want you. I trust you. I love you." Buffy told him.
The words had come out without any thought, they were the words her heart spoke, pure emotion and truth. Spike smiled, he had her, he had her heart in his hands.
And while her heart was in his hands it would be well looked after. He would make sure that she was always happy.
"We need to talk about this, much as I'd love to take you to bed pet and show you how much I've missed you we have to talk." Spike explained stroking her cheek.
Buffy nodded her head, she didn't feel like hearing the ins and outs of his life as a killer she knew that it had to be done. He needed to explain his actions to her, why he could be trusted. Where he had been. They walked over to a near by bench and sat down.
"I need you to know first that I haven't killed anyone." Spike said plainly.
Buffy's eyes widened, not knowing whether to believe him or call him a lair. How could he have not killed? Spike saw her face and continued with his tale.
"Seems ol' Spike is a bit different from your average vamp, from what I can tell that's because of you."
"Me? What have I done." She said slightly flattered, slightly defensive.
"Well if a person is turned at a moment of pure love then they retain part of themselves. They are part human, still can't sunbath but the love stays."
Buffy smiled, she had done that stopped Spike from being totally lost.
"When a vampire rises the first thing they think of is the kill, I never I thought of you. But I knew I couldn't control the demon, not yet anyway. So I left learned to control it so that you could be safe with me."
It was then that the extent of his love for her hit her, to go through that for her. She grinned at him, she felt like he was more of a man now than he was before.
"Spike thank you."
He was confused why was she thanking him, it should be the other way around. He should thank her for helping him keep his humanity.
"Why?"
"I missed you so much and I was scared, I wanted nothing more than to see you but I was frightened that when I did you'd be evil and I'd have to kill you. But you're not and I don't. So I'm thanking you for being strong enough to do it for me."
Buffy had tears rolling down her cheeks now, not so much tears of sadness, more tears of relief. To be able to sit here with him now, it meant so much.
"'ad a little help anyways pet. Seems Giles restored my soul, extra safety net so to speak."
Buffy's eyebrows fused together, Giles?
"He what?"
"Restored me soul, but that's a tale for later. So you think that I'm good enough to be your boyfriend?" Spike asked with a smirk all over his face.
God she'd missed that smart arse smirk, sure she'd probably be sick of it again by tomorrow but for now it was the best thing in the world. She looked back at him, deep into his eyes and let a coy smile form on her features.
"Well provided you buy me nice gifts I guess so."
Spike stood up in front of her and held out a hand, "Shall we?"
~*~
They had walked back to Buffy's dorm room in near silence, both of them just soaking in the moment and the events of that night.
Buffy was happy because her love had come back and she could be 110% sure that he could be trusted.
Spike was happy because his plan had worked and he had his woman back. She had actually come after him.
Now they were both stood staring at each other in her bedroom. Spike put his hand to her face and she shuddered at his temperature. He moved his lips closer to her, so they were only a fraction away from her, enjoying the fell of her breath on his skin.
Their lips met and each was amazed by the effect of have skin of such a radical temperature on them. Their tongues found each other, meshing with all the love in the world.
Lost in thoughts of happy endings they found their way on to the bed. Lost in this perfect love.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Spike had started to walk away a few seconds ago and Buffy stood shell shocked. If it was possible he looked even sexier now than he did as a human, it was his eyes they were bluer than before. Deep blue eyes that she could drown in.
Still no amount of deep blue sexy eyes could help her now, she had to decide. He was leaving again and she didn't want that but she had seen what vampires were capable of, could she love one?
Her mind answered that question for her, she did love him, nothing could change that. Should she trust him? She did trust him but that wasn't the question, if she had a reason not to trust then she didn't care. If it was a trick and he killed her then who cares, she die without him anyway.
He had a chance to kill her, but instead he had kissed her, and that was enough.
~*~
Buffy ran catching up with the vampire, her lover. Buffy grabbed his arm and spun him around to face her, they both stood facing each other neither saying a word.
The emotion in their eyes spoke for them, the months of lost love shinning brightly.
Buffy grabbed him and pulled his lips to meet hers, she started to kiss him passionately, the pain and the loss released. For a moment she was happy.
Spike pulled away, "Buffy, I, I'm not doing this unless I can have all of you."
How did she answer that? Yes she wanted him, but the thought of the things they had to over come. What would Giles say? The thoughts danced in her head egging her on for a fight.
"I want you. I trust you. I love you." Buffy told him.
The words had come out without any thought, they were the words her heart spoke, pure emotion and truth. Spike smiled, he had her, he had her heart in his hands.
And while her heart was in his hands it would be well looked after. He would make sure that she was always happy.
"We need to talk about this, much as I'd love to take you to bed pet and show you how much I've missed you we have to talk." Spike explained stroking her cheek.
Buffy nodded her head, she didn't feel like hearing the ins and outs of his life as a killer she knew that it had to be done. He needed to explain his actions to her, why he could be trusted. Where he had been. They walked over to a near by bench and sat down.
"I need you to know first that I haven't killed anyone." Spike said plainly.
Buffy's eyes widened, not knowing whether to believe him or call him a lair. How could he have not killed? Spike saw her face and continued with his tale.
"Seems ol' Spike is a bit different from your average vamp, from what I can tell that's because of you."
"Me? What have I done." She said slightly flattered, slightly defensive.
"Well if a person is turned at a moment of pure love then they retain part of themselves. They are part human, still can't sunbath but the love stays."
Buffy smiled, she had done that stopped Spike from being totally lost.
"When a vampire rises the first thing they think of is the kill, I never I thought of you. But I knew I couldn't control the demon, not yet anyway. So I left learned to control it so that you could be safe with me."
It was then that the extent of his love for her hit her, to go through that for her. She grinned at him, she felt like he was more of a man now than he was before.
"Spike thank you."
He was confused why was she thanking him, it should be the other way around. He should thank her for helping him keep his humanity.
"Why?"
"I missed you so much and I was scared, I wanted nothing more than to see you but I was frightened that when I did you'd be evil and I'd have to kill you. But you're not and I don't. So I'm thanking you for being strong enough to do it for me."
Buffy had tears rolling down her cheeks now, not so much tears of sadness, more tears of relief. To be able to sit here with him now, it meant so much.
"'ad a little help anyways pet. Seems Giles restored my soul, extra safety net so to speak."
Buffy's eyebrows fused together, Giles?
"He what?"
"Restored me soul, but that's a tale for later. So you think that I'm good enough to be your boyfriend?" Spike asked with a smirk all over his face.
God she'd missed that smart arse smirk, sure she'd probably be sick of it again by tomorrow but for now it was the best thing in the world. She looked back at him, deep into his eyes and let a coy smile form on her features.
"Well provided you buy me nice gifts I guess so."
Spike stood up in front of her and held out a hand, "Shall we?"
~*~
They had walked back to Buffy's dorm room in near silence, both of them just soaking in the moment and the events of that night.
Buffy was happy because her love had come back and she could be 110% sure that he could be trusted.
Spike was happy because his plan had worked and he had his woman back. She had actually come after him.
Now they were both stood staring at each other in her bedroom. Spike put his hand to her face and she shuddered at his temperature. He moved his lips closer to her, so they were only a fraction away from her, enjoying the fell of her breath on his skin.
Their lips met and each was amazed by the effect of have skin of such a radical temperature on them. Their tongues found each other, meshing with all the love in the world.
Lost in thoughts of happy endings they found their way on to the bed. Lost in this perfect love.