Buffy walked over to the nearest available seat with shaky legs. She sat
down and grabbed the edges of her chair with tight fists that turned her
knuckles white. Still too nervous to turn around and look at Spike, she
kept her eyes on Angel and waited for him to say something more. Much to
Buffy's disappointment, he remained silent.
"Um, could you repeat that last part again?" Buffy asked, her eyes still on Angel.
"You mean the part about Spike coming back human?" Angel questioned.
"Yeah, that's the part. Just wanted to make sure I wasn't hallucinating." She chuckled nervously.
Spike finally came into view and Buffy forced herself to look up at him. She met his gaze but it was way too intense for her and the eye contact only lasted about three seconds. Continuing to clutch onto her chair, her eyes were now scanning the floor like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Every bit of muscle strength she had was holding on to that chair in the most painful way. Sharp Pain was now shooting up her arms from the amount of anxiety that was flowing through her.
"I'm sorry Buffy." Angel spoke once again. "I should have told you. It was stupid of me to try and hide this from you."
"Yes. It was." Buffy replied coldly.
Angel frowned and sighed. He hated having Buffy this angry with him. Being on her bad side was not a place anyone wanted to be.
"I'm gonna take off for a while. I'll leave you guys to talk." Angel walked toward the door, but before he walked through it cast one last glance at Buffy. "I am sorry, Buffy. Please don't hate me." With that Angel walked out the door and left Spike and Buffy in an uncomfortable silence.
Buffy's gaze remained on the floor beneath her feet. After thirty painfully quiet seconds, Spike sat down next to her but much to his disappointment, she still wouldn't look at him. He just observed her for a few minutes hoping that she would say something and break this overwhelming feeling of nervousness.
"I swear, I thought you knew." Spike decided to speak first and break the silence. "The first thing I wanted to do was come look for you, but the grand poof wouldn't let me. He said it was too dangerous and that I should stick around here so they could find out why I came back."
"Please don't be angry." Spike continued. "If I knew what was really going on, I would have told that wanker to shove it and done everything I possibly could to find you."
Buffy still wouldn't acknowledge him. She kept her head down and this was frustrating Spike to no end. He feels like he's been waiting forever to see her again and he wasn't about to spend his time with her like this.
"Buffy, would you at least look at me?" Spike didn't hide the anger in his voice.
She finally glanced up at him with glistening eyes. Her chin trembled and Spike's brow furrowed in slight confusion. A lone tear fell down her cheek but before he could reach up and wipe it away, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him in a hug that was almost painful because of the amount of strength she put into it.
Buffy started lightly sobbing in Spike's arms. He lifted his hand to the back of her head and started stroking her hair. He closed his eyes and savored the moment of being able to hold her once again.
She pulled away from him and they locked eyes. Her face was flushed from crying and her eyes were now slightly red and swollen. She placed a hand on his cheek and continued to look into his eyes.
"You're warm." Buffy smiled.
It was so strange to feel warmth on his skin but being this close was helping the information sink in. Spike was really human.
Buffy leaned forward and placed her head on his chest. She stayed in that position for several minutes just to hear his heart beating. She just couldn't seem to tear herself away.
Spike looked down and witnessed an unusually content look on her face as she continued to listen to his beating heart. The sound was calming to her and feeling his chest rise and fall in sync with his breathing gave her the most amazing feeling of bliss. For the first time since Spike had known her, she had actually looked happy and it was all because of him.
He never thought it would be possible for him to ever make her feel that way. The feeling was overwhelming and tears began to cloud his eyes. He tried his hardest to hold them back but couldn't stop them from falling.
A tear of Spike's fell down his cheek and landed on Buffy's which still lay against his chest. She finally pulled away and looked up at him. Both of their hearts were racing.
"God, I missed you." Spike said with tearful eyes and bent forward to place a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe you are really here." Buffy said with closed eyes and a smile. "I'm so afraid that when I open my eyes I'm going to discover that this is just another dream."
"Open them and find out." Spike said in his usual low sexy voice that always seemed to give Buffy chills.
She opened her eyes and he was still seated in front of her. He fears were laid to rest. He was really there.
"How did this happen?" Buffy finally questioned, dying to know how he once again entered into her life.
"To make a long story short, it was the Powers That Be that brought me back. They had this bloody crazy idea that I could still be of some use around here."
"It's not so crazy." Buffy continued to stare at him in awe. "But you are going to have to be really careful now that you are human. There are a lot less demons and vampires around now thanks to you but being human is something that is gonna take some getting used to."
"You don't have to worry about me, slayer. I can hold my own. When the Powers brought me back, they kind of made me to their liking."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, they knew I wouldn't be much help to the world if I were just your average human that fought like a pansy. So they let me keep my vampire strengths. All of my senses are still enhanced like those of a vampire. My sense of smell and sight are stronger than ever. I'm exactly the same as I was except I can no longer shift into demon face and I can't be killed like a regular vampire. However, on the downside, I can be killed like a regular human. But I can still kick some major ass and that's what counts right?" Spike smirked and Buffy suddenly realized how much she missed his cocky smile.
"Spike, this is amazing."
"It's still strange though. I don't know what the bloody hell they were thinking bringing me back." Spike sighed.
"I'm glad they did." Buffy admitted with a tender smile and at that moment Spike was glad too.
Angel walked in the door interrupting their wonderful moment together. Spike sighed and rolled his eyes wishing Angel would have had the sense to stay away a little longer.
"So, you guys work things out?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, everything's good." Buffy answered with her eyes still on Spike.
"Good." Angel said with a huge ball of jealousy forming in his gut.
As he observed the two of them sitting on the couch together unable to take their eyes off of each other, he finally realized how close they really were. He knew there was something between them from what Buffy had said the last time he saw her but he had pushed it into the back of his mind where he hoped he'd never have to think about it again. Now he had to see it with his own eyes and there was no denying it anymore. They definitely had a connection.
Buffy stood up and faced Angel. She was still furious and he could see that anger still evident on her face.
"Well, I guess we should get going now." Buffy said to Angel with a smirk of her own.
"We? What do you mean we?"
"I mean Spike and I. He's coming home with me."
Spike's eyes widened as he heard this. He was shocked and instantly relieved. If he had to spend one more day with Angel he would surely have the urge to jump off this building.
"I don't think that's such a good idea Buffy. He hasn't been back that long. There's a lot he still has to get used to." Angel argued.
"Don't you dare fight me on this." Buffy scowled. "I will help Spike with anything he needs. He doesn't belong here. All you have him doing is meaningless chores anyway. Have you even trained with him at all to build up his strength since he's been back?"
Angel just looked down and remained silent. That was all the answer she needed.
"That's what I thought." She said in a huff. "We'll be going now." She looked over at Spike and waited for him to join her. He rose quickly and stood by her side. "Come on Spike. Let's go home. Angel can ship your stuff to my apartment. Isn't that right Angel?"
"Yeah, of course." Angel answered with a hundred emotions boiling in the pit of his stomach all at once.
Spike and Buffy headed for the door. Spike stopped Buffy with a slight touch on her arm.
"Hang on one minute luv." Buffy nodded.
He sauntered over to Angel and stood about a foot in front of him. Angel looked at him with pure hate in his eyes.
Spike loved how much this was killing Angel. He deserved it after all he'd put him through. There was just one thing he had to say before he left with Buffy.
"Oh yeah, before I forget...." Spike punched Angel sending him flying into the same weapons chest Buffy had punched him into earlier.
As Angel landed in a defeated lump on the floor, he watched as Spike made his way back to Buffy and they left the hotel hand in hand.
To Be Continued....
"Um, could you repeat that last part again?" Buffy asked, her eyes still on Angel.
"You mean the part about Spike coming back human?" Angel questioned.
"Yeah, that's the part. Just wanted to make sure I wasn't hallucinating." She chuckled nervously.
Spike finally came into view and Buffy forced herself to look up at him. She met his gaze but it was way too intense for her and the eye contact only lasted about three seconds. Continuing to clutch onto her chair, her eyes were now scanning the floor like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Every bit of muscle strength she had was holding on to that chair in the most painful way. Sharp Pain was now shooting up her arms from the amount of anxiety that was flowing through her.
"I'm sorry Buffy." Angel spoke once again. "I should have told you. It was stupid of me to try and hide this from you."
"Yes. It was." Buffy replied coldly.
Angel frowned and sighed. He hated having Buffy this angry with him. Being on her bad side was not a place anyone wanted to be.
"I'm gonna take off for a while. I'll leave you guys to talk." Angel walked toward the door, but before he walked through it cast one last glance at Buffy. "I am sorry, Buffy. Please don't hate me." With that Angel walked out the door and left Spike and Buffy in an uncomfortable silence.
Buffy's gaze remained on the floor beneath her feet. After thirty painfully quiet seconds, Spike sat down next to her but much to his disappointment, she still wouldn't look at him. He just observed her for a few minutes hoping that she would say something and break this overwhelming feeling of nervousness.
"I swear, I thought you knew." Spike decided to speak first and break the silence. "The first thing I wanted to do was come look for you, but the grand poof wouldn't let me. He said it was too dangerous and that I should stick around here so they could find out why I came back."
"Please don't be angry." Spike continued. "If I knew what was really going on, I would have told that wanker to shove it and done everything I possibly could to find you."
Buffy still wouldn't acknowledge him. She kept her head down and this was frustrating Spike to no end. He feels like he's been waiting forever to see her again and he wasn't about to spend his time with her like this.
"Buffy, would you at least look at me?" Spike didn't hide the anger in his voice.
She finally glanced up at him with glistening eyes. Her chin trembled and Spike's brow furrowed in slight confusion. A lone tear fell down her cheek but before he could reach up and wipe it away, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him in a hug that was almost painful because of the amount of strength she put into it.
Buffy started lightly sobbing in Spike's arms. He lifted his hand to the back of her head and started stroking her hair. He closed his eyes and savored the moment of being able to hold her once again.
She pulled away from him and they locked eyes. Her face was flushed from crying and her eyes were now slightly red and swollen. She placed a hand on his cheek and continued to look into his eyes.
"You're warm." Buffy smiled.
It was so strange to feel warmth on his skin but being this close was helping the information sink in. Spike was really human.
Buffy leaned forward and placed her head on his chest. She stayed in that position for several minutes just to hear his heart beating. She just couldn't seem to tear herself away.
Spike looked down and witnessed an unusually content look on her face as she continued to listen to his beating heart. The sound was calming to her and feeling his chest rise and fall in sync with his breathing gave her the most amazing feeling of bliss. For the first time since Spike had known her, she had actually looked happy and it was all because of him.
He never thought it would be possible for him to ever make her feel that way. The feeling was overwhelming and tears began to cloud his eyes. He tried his hardest to hold them back but couldn't stop them from falling.
A tear of Spike's fell down his cheek and landed on Buffy's which still lay against his chest. She finally pulled away and looked up at him. Both of their hearts were racing.
"God, I missed you." Spike said with tearful eyes and bent forward to place a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe you are really here." Buffy said with closed eyes and a smile. "I'm so afraid that when I open my eyes I'm going to discover that this is just another dream."
"Open them and find out." Spike said in his usual low sexy voice that always seemed to give Buffy chills.
She opened her eyes and he was still seated in front of her. He fears were laid to rest. He was really there.
"How did this happen?" Buffy finally questioned, dying to know how he once again entered into her life.
"To make a long story short, it was the Powers That Be that brought me back. They had this bloody crazy idea that I could still be of some use around here."
"It's not so crazy." Buffy continued to stare at him in awe. "But you are going to have to be really careful now that you are human. There are a lot less demons and vampires around now thanks to you but being human is something that is gonna take some getting used to."
"You don't have to worry about me, slayer. I can hold my own. When the Powers brought me back, they kind of made me to their liking."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, they knew I wouldn't be much help to the world if I were just your average human that fought like a pansy. So they let me keep my vampire strengths. All of my senses are still enhanced like those of a vampire. My sense of smell and sight are stronger than ever. I'm exactly the same as I was except I can no longer shift into demon face and I can't be killed like a regular vampire. However, on the downside, I can be killed like a regular human. But I can still kick some major ass and that's what counts right?" Spike smirked and Buffy suddenly realized how much she missed his cocky smile.
"Spike, this is amazing."
"It's still strange though. I don't know what the bloody hell they were thinking bringing me back." Spike sighed.
"I'm glad they did." Buffy admitted with a tender smile and at that moment Spike was glad too.
Angel walked in the door interrupting their wonderful moment together. Spike sighed and rolled his eyes wishing Angel would have had the sense to stay away a little longer.
"So, you guys work things out?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, everything's good." Buffy answered with her eyes still on Spike.
"Good." Angel said with a huge ball of jealousy forming in his gut.
As he observed the two of them sitting on the couch together unable to take their eyes off of each other, he finally realized how close they really were. He knew there was something between them from what Buffy had said the last time he saw her but he had pushed it into the back of his mind where he hoped he'd never have to think about it again. Now he had to see it with his own eyes and there was no denying it anymore. They definitely had a connection.
Buffy stood up and faced Angel. She was still furious and he could see that anger still evident on her face.
"Well, I guess we should get going now." Buffy said to Angel with a smirk of her own.
"We? What do you mean we?"
"I mean Spike and I. He's coming home with me."
Spike's eyes widened as he heard this. He was shocked and instantly relieved. If he had to spend one more day with Angel he would surely have the urge to jump off this building.
"I don't think that's such a good idea Buffy. He hasn't been back that long. There's a lot he still has to get used to." Angel argued.
"Don't you dare fight me on this." Buffy scowled. "I will help Spike with anything he needs. He doesn't belong here. All you have him doing is meaningless chores anyway. Have you even trained with him at all to build up his strength since he's been back?"
Angel just looked down and remained silent. That was all the answer she needed.
"That's what I thought." She said in a huff. "We'll be going now." She looked over at Spike and waited for him to join her. He rose quickly and stood by her side. "Come on Spike. Let's go home. Angel can ship your stuff to my apartment. Isn't that right Angel?"
"Yeah, of course." Angel answered with a hundred emotions boiling in the pit of his stomach all at once.
Spike and Buffy headed for the door. Spike stopped Buffy with a slight touch on her arm.
"Hang on one minute luv." Buffy nodded.
He sauntered over to Angel and stood about a foot in front of him. Angel looked at him with pure hate in his eyes.
Spike loved how much this was killing Angel. He deserved it after all he'd put him through. There was just one thing he had to say before he left with Buffy.
"Oh yeah, before I forget...." Spike punched Angel sending him flying into the same weapons chest Buffy had punched him into earlier.
As Angel landed in a defeated lump on the floor, he watched as Spike made his way back to Buffy and they left the hotel hand in hand.
To Be Continued....