Title: The Gift part 2
Author: Sukino
Rating: G (pretty harmless)
Summary: Things aren't what they seem.
Author's notes: This is my first Buffy fic so be kind. Please R&R or I won't know how I'm doing.
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns Buffy and her friends but the let me borrow them for a little bit.
It was a lovely Saturday morning and Buffy was headed to Spike's crypt as she had done every Saturday since Spike left. There wasn't a day when she didn't wear the duster, she didn't feel right without it.
Buffy heard a noise behind her and whipped around. There she found a very startled Xander.
"Xander, don't sneak up on me like that!" Buffy told him.
"Sorry, I just wanted to see if you are okay?" Xander explained.
"I'm fine. Why?"
"Well ever since Spike left you seem. . . different." Xander told her, concern in his eyes.
"Xander. . . I just wish that I would have staked him when I had a chance." Buffy lied
" Thought so. Well, I better go I have to meet Anya. Bye" Xander said, walking away.
Buffy was relived she wasn't ready to tell the gang how she felt. She reached the crypt and ducked in quickly. She walked over to the couch and sat down. It still smelled of him. She closed her eyes and thought of him, his face, his body, and his beautiful ice- blue eyes. Buffy slayer instincts were kicking in. Something wasn't right. Her eyes shot open to find a pair of blue ones looking ate her.
"Spike, y-you're back." Buffy stammered. Her heart was soaring.
"I told you I would be, love." Spike told her.
"Oh how I have missed you." Buffy told him, getting off the couch.
Spike walked over to her and looked deep into her emerald colored eyes.
"You've what, Slayer?" he asked.
"Missed you."
Before he knew it Buffy's lips were over his. he responded immediately, his hands wandering all over her body and Buffy's doing the same to him as their tongues tangled together. Both were breathless when they parted.
"Spike, I love you." Buffy panted.
"I love you, too."
Spike leaned in to kiss Buffy. Their lips met again with a renewed passion. The moved toward the bed, both not wanting to part.
"Spike. . . "Buffy moaned.
Buffy shot straight up, out of breath. She looked around, she was in bed, in her room.
"Spike." she whispered.
It was a dream. Spike had only been gone for a week. He wasn't there holding her, he was gone and she hated him for it.
TBC. . .
What did you think???
