Part 9
The drive wasn't very long, but Buffy was sick of the silence after about four minutes. She leaned over and flipped on the radio, Last Resort by Papa Roach came on. "Cut my life into pieces! This is my last resort! Suffication, no breathing. Don't give a f***--" she began singing swiftly cut off by Angel, turning it back off. "Hey!" she yelped, "I like that song!" Angel rolled his eyes, "I don't." Buffy sighed, "You didn't give it a chance." Angel nodded, "Yes I did. You can listen to the radio, just not that." Buffy rolled her eyes, and turned the radio back on, switching it quickly after Angel gave her a look. She turned the dial, and tuned it in when she heard something she knew, to which she sang along. And Angel listened.
"I am thinking of you
In my sleepless solitude tonight
If it's wrong to love you
Then my heart just won't let me be right
'Cause I've drowned in you
And I won't pull through
Without you by my side."
Buffy had tears in her eyes before the chorus even started. Angel moved to change the channel, but she grabbed his hand, and held it tight.
"I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight."
Buffy sniffled slightly, then wiped her eyes trying to make them dry. Angel had pulled over, not able to concentrate on the road, listening to her. She made eye contact, as she swallowed and began singing again. Placing a hand on his face.
"Baby can you feel me
Imagining I'm looking in your eyes
I can see you clearly
Vividly emblazoned in my mind
And yet you're so far
Like a distant star
I'm wishing on tonight."
Tears were streaming freely down her face, and Angel too had marks where tears had clearly been shed. Buffy was getting choaked up, and her voice desperately trying to hit the top notes without cracking.
"I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight."
There was a break in the song, and Buffy leaned in close and gave him a kiss, she had planned on a quick kiss. But they grabbed each other and and didn't let go, and in the background the song played on.
"I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight
Give my all for your love
Tonight."
The song ended, and the announcer came on, breaking the moment, and Buffy pulled away slightly. A few streaks of mascara lined her face, yet she smiled at him. "I love you, I really love you," she whispered. He dried her cheeks with the pads of his thumbs, "Ditto." Buffy pulled him to her like there was no tomorrow, which in truth there may not be, and kissed him with everything she had.
Meanwhile, Spike had heard a car outside, and because of the time, didn't know of many other people that would be out. He waited for a little while, expecting them to come in, but when they didn't decided to go out, in case they'd ran into any trouble. He walked out the door, and didn't see a car in the driveway, so he walked down to the street and looked left then right.
"Okay..." he said, seeing the car parked about a half a block past the driveway, "Crazy wankers." He stalked slowly towards the convertible, then noticed their extreme lip lock session, he rolled his eyes.
The radio was on, and back to playing songs, Spike recognized it as something by Billy Idol. He grinned slightly and nodded his head to the beat, then came back down to earth, noticing both of them had tears running down there faces. He sighed, "You two need to stop it with the heartwrenching talks. One more and I'm out of 'ere." Buffy glared at him, but stopped when he smiled, showing he was joking.
Angel sniffled and tried, as unobviously as possible, to wipe his eyes and face of the tears. "Don't worry about it that much, Peaches. I've seen the both of you cry more than I'd like to think of," Spike commented. The female *wanker* rolled her eyes, "Yeah, well why don't we get inside and keep looking." They all became serious, and nodded their heads in response.
"Well, Peaches, why don't you park the car, and we'll go get started," Spike suggested, reaching over into the car and lifting Buffy over the door and out of it Spike tried to put her on the ground but she was so busy wiggling, and trying to get out of his grasp, she lost her footing, and would have sailed head first into the concrete, had Spike not grabbed her around the waist, and now held her mid-air.
Angel's eyes went wide as he jumped out of the car and sprinted around it. "Buffy," he gasped, placing his hands on her face, while Spike sat her down on the sidewalk. Her teeth clattered lightly, as she breathed out the breath she'd held for the past few seconds, which had seemed like hours. "Oh my God, are you alright?" Angel trembled, thinking of how close her head had came to making contact with the ground, and very possibly killing her.
Buffy silently turned around to a awestruck Spike, he looked as though he didn't believe what had just happened. She squinted at him, "Spike? You... thank you." Spike tried to shrug it off, "Hey, no problem..."
Buffy stood up on shaky legs, smiled, and walked over to him, giving him a hug. He didn't know what to do, he hesitantly put loose arms around her too, but when she didn't let go, he was forced to make his normal self come out, "Hey Blondie, if I had circulation it would be cut off, so why don't you go comfort the other vampire."
She sighed and rolled her eyes at him, then turned around to see Angel still crouched down low to the ground. She grinned at him, took his hands and pulled him up, "Come here." Buffy then pulled him into a tight hug, whispering, "I love you." "I love you, too," he responded, practically smashing her to his body.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike groaned, flying over the backseat and into the driver's. He turned the ignition and the tires screeched as he pushed it into reverse, and into the garage.
The drive wasn't very long, but Buffy was sick of the silence after about four minutes. She leaned over and flipped on the radio, Last Resort by Papa Roach came on. "Cut my life into pieces! This is my last resort! Suffication, no breathing. Don't give a f***--" she began singing swiftly cut off by Angel, turning it back off. "Hey!" she yelped, "I like that song!" Angel rolled his eyes, "I don't." Buffy sighed, "You didn't give it a chance." Angel nodded, "Yes I did. You can listen to the radio, just not that." Buffy rolled her eyes, and turned the radio back on, switching it quickly after Angel gave her a look. She turned the dial, and tuned it in when she heard something she knew, to which she sang along. And Angel listened.
"I am thinking of you
In my sleepless solitude tonight
If it's wrong to love you
Then my heart just won't let me be right
'Cause I've drowned in you
And I won't pull through
Without you by my side."
Buffy had tears in her eyes before the chorus even started. Angel moved to change the channel, but she grabbed his hand, and held it tight.
"I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight."
Buffy sniffled slightly, then wiped her eyes trying to make them dry. Angel had pulled over, not able to concentrate on the road, listening to her. She made eye contact, as she swallowed and began singing again. Placing a hand on his face.
"Baby can you feel me
Imagining I'm looking in your eyes
I can see you clearly
Vividly emblazoned in my mind
And yet you're so far
Like a distant star
I'm wishing on tonight."
Tears were streaming freely down her face, and Angel too had marks where tears had clearly been shed. Buffy was getting choaked up, and her voice desperately trying to hit the top notes without cracking.
"I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight."
There was a break in the song, and Buffy leaned in close and gave him a kiss, she had planned on a quick kiss. But they grabbed each other and and didn't let go, and in the background the song played on.
"I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight
Give my all for your love
Tonight."
The song ended, and the announcer came on, breaking the moment, and Buffy pulled away slightly. A few streaks of mascara lined her face, yet she smiled at him. "I love you, I really love you," she whispered. He dried her cheeks with the pads of his thumbs, "Ditto." Buffy pulled him to her like there was no tomorrow, which in truth there may not be, and kissed him with everything she had.
Meanwhile, Spike had heard a car outside, and because of the time, didn't know of many other people that would be out. He waited for a little while, expecting them to come in, but when they didn't decided to go out, in case they'd ran into any trouble. He walked out the door, and didn't see a car in the driveway, so he walked down to the street and looked left then right.
"Okay..." he said, seeing the car parked about a half a block past the driveway, "Crazy wankers." He stalked slowly towards the convertible, then noticed their extreme lip lock session, he rolled his eyes.
The radio was on, and back to playing songs, Spike recognized it as something by Billy Idol. He grinned slightly and nodded his head to the beat, then came back down to earth, noticing both of them had tears running down there faces. He sighed, "You two need to stop it with the heartwrenching talks. One more and I'm out of 'ere." Buffy glared at him, but stopped when he smiled, showing he was joking.
Angel sniffled and tried, as unobviously as possible, to wipe his eyes and face of the tears. "Don't worry about it that much, Peaches. I've seen the both of you cry more than I'd like to think of," Spike commented. The female *wanker* rolled her eyes, "Yeah, well why don't we get inside and keep looking." They all became serious, and nodded their heads in response.
"Well, Peaches, why don't you park the car, and we'll go get started," Spike suggested, reaching over into the car and lifting Buffy over the door and out of it Spike tried to put her on the ground but she was so busy wiggling, and trying to get out of his grasp, she lost her footing, and would have sailed head first into the concrete, had Spike not grabbed her around the waist, and now held her mid-air.
Angel's eyes went wide as he jumped out of the car and sprinted around it. "Buffy," he gasped, placing his hands on her face, while Spike sat her down on the sidewalk. Her teeth clattered lightly, as she breathed out the breath she'd held for the past few seconds, which had seemed like hours. "Oh my God, are you alright?" Angel trembled, thinking of how close her head had came to making contact with the ground, and very possibly killing her.
Buffy silently turned around to a awestruck Spike, he looked as though he didn't believe what had just happened. She squinted at him, "Spike? You... thank you." Spike tried to shrug it off, "Hey, no problem..."
Buffy stood up on shaky legs, smiled, and walked over to him, giving him a hug. He didn't know what to do, he hesitantly put loose arms around her too, but when she didn't let go, he was forced to make his normal self come out, "Hey Blondie, if I had circulation it would be cut off, so why don't you go comfort the other vampire."
She sighed and rolled her eyes at him, then turned around to see Angel still crouched down low to the ground. She grinned at him, took his hands and pulled him up, "Come here." Buffy then pulled him into a tight hug, whispering, "I love you." "I love you, too," he responded, practically smashing her to his body.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike groaned, flying over the backseat and into the driver's. He turned the ignition and the tires screeched as he pushed it into reverse, and into the garage.