Disclaimer: None of these Characters are mine except for Catherine Tyler, the others belong to their respected parties.
Strength and Honor
By: Marcus
Part 5
Spike knocked on the door to Giles and Dawns place. Dawn opened the door to find him carrying Catherine in his arms, he had a few bruises and cuts himself, but nothing-serious "Spike! Catherine! Come in Spike, is she alright?" she asked as Spike flew past her, putting Catherine down on the sofa, Giles rushing out to see to the slayer.
"I don't know who the buggers were, but they were human, and…someone saved us." He said, hiding the truth of Buffy's existence of being alive as best he could. Giles looked up at him as seeing that Catherine was just fine for the most part "Who helped you?" he asked. Spike gulped not sure whether to tell them the truth or not.
"I did." A voice said from the doorway, still open. A woman stood there, Dawns eyes widened, her knees felt so weak suddenly. Floods of memories burst into her head, such joy and tears of happiness.
"Buffy." She gasped, running towards her. Buffy rushed to her as well. They collided, holding each other in their arms "Oh Dawn, I'm so sorry for leaving you alone for this long." Buffy whispered into her ear. Dawn wept tears, so much "I knew it was you." She said.
Giles stood in shock as he watched who had just walked in the door, Buffy. He felt like something woke up inside of him "Buffy." He said, walking towards them, she looked up at her and just held her, like a father to a long lost daughter "Giles, I missed you." She said to him. Giles smiled as he tightened his hold on him "Buffy…thank god your alive…I love you so much." He said, holding back his own tears unsuccessfully.
After an hour, things had settled down and they were all seated, Catherine had woken up totally and finally met Buffy. "I envy you, you know?" Buffy told her. Catherine smirked and shook her head "Why?" she asked, confused. Buffy sat back on the sofa, looking at her "So many times when I first started slaying, I wished I could ask my predecessor for advice, help, How she dealt with it all. I'm here if you need that advice." She said.
Catherine smiled "Thanks, but it's a little too late, I've been doing this since I was…fourteen? Jeez, so long ago, childhood lost." She said.
Giles was with Spike in the kitchen, finding something to eat. Giles was leaning back on the counter, looking at Buffy through the space in the wall. "I can't believe it, it's really her…but how? We all saw her body didn't we?" he asked Spike, rummaging through the refrigerator "I don't know Giles, I just know that she's back, and not much else matters." He said as he pulled out a bottle of whiskey "Drink?" he asked, closing the door and walking to where the glasses were.
"Uh, yes, please." Giles said, still thinking mostly about Buffy.
Dawn lay against her sister, her arm around her waist as she was slowly falling asleep. "Dawn? You still awake?" she heard her sister say. Dawn moaned lightly "Yeah, wide awake." She said, still half asleep. Buffy smiled, gently stroking Dawns cheek "I'm proud of you Dawn, you've been brave…I love you." She whispered.
Dawn heard her words, and fell asleep fully.
Los Angeles
"One taco for the lady." Angel said, handing Winifred her taco. They went to a Taco Bell, she had always been telling them and him how much she loved them. "Thanks, you sure you're not hungry?" she asked him. Angel nodded as he took a seat across from her "I'm ok, besides, I have no sense of taste anyway." He said.
Fred sat there, devouring her taco, she moaned lightly as the taste of it just overwhelmed her taste buds, "Shame, you'd love this." She said, swallowing the food and smiling at him kindly.
"Why do you distance yourself from everything?" she asked him. Angel shrugged "I don't know…I'm afraid I guess, If I get to involved I'll loose myself. I already did awhile ago, before we met…I almost didn't make it back to who I am now. I almost lost the others." He said, "I can't let that happen."
Winifred finished her taco and looked at him intently, "Angel, if you keep distancing yourself like this, you'll never find your way back…especially when you become human again." She said.
Angel shrugged "I don't know how." He said. Fred smiled at him and reached out for him "Come on, I want you to bring us somewhere." She said, leading him back to the car.
Angel drove as per her directions, out of the city and to a dirt road. It led them out to a cliff where the city could be seen, the lights, buildings; it was a beautiful sight. "See that?" she asked, sitting closer to him. Angel nodded, not seeing the point to this "Yeah, it's LA" he said. Winifred leaned into him, staring out into the night "Say hello to the human race, this is part of what you fight for." She said.
Angel could somewhat understand, this was what he was becoming a part of, a loose thread not yet woven into the tapestry, part of the creation. "Hello." He said to himself, and to her, and to the world. He placed his arm around Winifred shyly, not too sure if he should. Winifred smiled lightly as she looked on to the night and city lights before them.
Sunnydale
"I don't understand Buffy, how are you still alive?" Giles asked, sitting next to her, as Catherine was next to Spike, beginning to feel a little tired as well. Buffy lowered her head, not looking him in the eye "It's…a secret, something as old as humanity itself Giles." She said, taking a deep breath "I'm immortal, so is Adam Pearson, the man you met at the bar. The only way to kill us is to take off our heads." She said.
Giles removed his glasses, squinting "How many immortals are there?" he asked, becoming fascinated in this talk. Buffy shrugged "Number changes every day, but the game is what we fight for." She said. "The game?" Spike said, curious as to what that was. Buffy lowered her head "We fight…until there is only one of us left. For the prize, and no, I don't know what the prize is, none of us do."
"So…you all go around chopping each others heads off?" Spike asked, finding this rather disturbing in some ways. Buffy shook her head "No, a lot of us prefer to fight only when we have to, honorable combat. Duncan taught me that way." She said.
She saw the questions still on their faces; she smiled and leaned into the palm of her hand "Ok, here we go…."
Elsewhere in Los Angeles
Faith Evans walked out of the prison and into the street, she had no idea why she had been released without parole. Only that they were in a really big hurry for her to leave. She looked around and saw only a black car and a man standing beside it with an umbrella out, he seemed to be waiting for her. The rain had begun to come down hard, and she hurried to him.
"Faith Evans I presume?" the man asked in an English accent, Faith nodded as the man placed the umbrella over her head as well as his "Yeah, that's me." She said, "Who are you?" she asked. The English man nodded with a smile "I and Ethan Cromwell, I represent the watchers council." He said.
Faith stiffened at the mention of the council, she almost ran for it, but the fact that there was just Ethan himself and that she wasn't already being attacked, as well as the fact that she was released with no strings attached. Ethan waved his hand calmly "No, no, please allow me to explain. We had you released. We believe that you are prepared to proceed to the next part of rehabilitation."
"When you had turned yourself in, we believed at first that you were trying to hide from us, but after time, you remained in this facility. We monitored you frequently, and we believe that your next step is now to come back to the world. We need you." He said, stopping to look at her.
"Why me? Why not Buffy?" Faith asked, wondering why not go for someone who was (in her eyes) better than her. Ethan lowered his gaze; a regretful expression came over his features "She's no longer among the living." He said, trying to make it as proper as he could. "What the hell does that…" she began, but then it clicked in her head "No…" she said, her eyes wide with regret and sorrow.
She looked closely at the old man, graying hair, light beard, a little shorter than herself. He was serious, his expression wasn't fake "She died a few months ago, defeating a hell god named Glory. She saved the world to be frank, I'm on my way there myself and I want you to come with me, a new slayer has been called, and she's in a situation where we are most definitely involved." He said.
Faith nodded "I'm with ya Ethan, all the way. I won't let you guys down again, I promise." She said. Ethan grinned lightly with a nod, he turned to open the car door that was now before them. "I promise Buffy." Faith whispered to herself.
Sunnydale
Their feet walked across the grass, the two sisters walking over the lawn. Buffy and Dawn had spent every second together since her return to them. They were now walking to Xanders apartment where Xander and the other who had not yet know of her continued existence were waiting for what Giles said was an important surprise.
"You ready?" Dawn asked, as she stopped her sister in front of the building. Buffy breathed in deeply "No, but I don't think I will be any time soon so let's just go and…" she said, beginning to ramble on a little until Dawn stopped her. "Hey, don't be so worried, they'll understand why you were gone for so long. I did, Spike and Giles did too." She said, giving her big sister some courage.
Buffy grinned as she shook her head with her eyes closed for a second "Where's Spike with his flask when you need him?" she joked. Dawn smiled and stood beside her sister with her arms around her "Come on, let's go."
"What's the surprise?" Anya asked impatiently "I love surprises." She added with a smile. Giles smiled to himself "Then you're going to enjoy this one Anya." He said. Spike was across the room from him standing in the dark spot of the corner, Catherine was talking with Willow and Tara who were keeping their patience at bay, barely.
There was a knock at the door and Xander stood up to answer it "I have a hard time believing that whatever Giles has in store for us, It can't be…" he paused as he opened the door to be face to face with Buffy "Major?" he finished before going quiet and fell back unconscious. Everyone stood up in a second, Dawn and Giles rushed to Xander who was already regaining consciousness.
"Uh…hi?" Buffy said as she waved at them with extreme shyness. Willow ran towards her and threw her arms around her, hugging her tightly, tears flowing from her eyes "Oh my god, it's you. You're alive." She whispered, she kept rambling on and on thanking god that Buffy was back and alive.
"Giles?" Xander said in a weak voice as he looked up from the floor "I had the craziest dream…Buffy." He began, as they were helping him up he saw Willow and Tara next to her hugging someone, when she moved away he saw her, Buffy standing there with everyone else gathering around her "Oh…My…God." He said before he rushed up to her quickly.
"Buffy!" he said loudly as he threw his arms around her tightly, nearly suffocating her. "It's you! It's really you!" he yelled, lifting her off the ground. Anya was already at his side when he put her down, smiling yet still so confused at how this was to be. "I don't get it, we saw your body, you died." She stopped and looked around her to see everyone staring at her, she looked back at Buffy shyly "But we're ALL really happy that you're here and alive!" she said with a wide smile.
Buffy smiled "Thanks, I'm sorry I left like this and stayed away for so long guys, but I had too." She said. Everyone shook their heads, they had no misgivings about her absence, all they cared about was that she was here and alive.
Los Angeles
Angel and Winifred walked into the lobby of the hotel to find the lights off, and the room wasn't empty. Angel could smell blood, not spilled blood, flowing blood, from within someone's living body. Winifred moved behind him as his hand slowly pushed her with ease. "Who's there?" he said in a stern voice.
They waited a few moments, the silence felt deafening to Winifred, but she kept silent, letting Angel handle the situation. "C'mon Angel, don't tell me that you forgot all about me so soon?" a voice came from the shadows. They watched as a young woman emerged from the darkness.
"Faith." Angel said, loosening up a little "What are you doing here? Did you break out of prison?" he asked, almost becoming afraid for what she may have done. Faith flipped the switch, and the lights dimly turned on "No, I was released, with the help of some friends." She said, urging her head towards the sofa near them. Angel and Winifred looked to see a man sitting there, old, graying hair.
"Hello Angel, I am Quentin Travers. I belong with the watchers, and we need your help." He said, Angel vaguely remembered hearing about Quentin Travers, he was the head of the watchers council as far as he knew, and heard about how Buffy took them back. "What do you need my help for?" he asked.
Quentin stood up and walked past Faith, there were a couple other watchers there with them, not uncommon. "There are problems coming about, certain individuals that are hunting the new slayer are calling themselves watchers, but they are not our people, they've already struck once in Sunnydale against her. Fortunately William, your progeny, was there to protect her the best he could with that implant the Initiative put in him. We need you to locate these individuals, and tell us where they are." He said "We must head for Sunnydale now." he added.
Angel stood there, Winifred behind him, he looked at Faith who nodded at him, if she trusted them enough to still stand with them after what happened, then so could he "Ok, I'll help you." He said. Quentin clapped his hands "Good! Gather your people and we'll prepare for our departure, say two hours?" he asked. Angel nodded without emotion, he still wasn't very fond of the watchers, but was still willing to aid them "Two hours it is." He said.
Sunnydale – Powers that Be Bar
Methos paced the room quickly, and was totally on the edge. His nerves were playing havoc with him. He was waiting impatiently to hear back from Buffy, his research had come to an end and the results were confusing and very frightening.
The door flew open suddenly, he spun around on the spot to see her there, standing and smiling at him with her friends close behind her except for Spike who had just walked in behind him. "Hey Adam, what's up? You don't look so well." She said as they all walked in.
"Where in the hell have you been? I've been going nuts waiting for you, you're cell phone is off by the way!" Methos said as he walked up to her. She looked at him in surprise "What's with you?" she asked.
Methos shook his head "I was doing some research while you were off gallivanting…" he began, Giles and the others took a seat seeing as how this was somewhat going to come first whether they liked it or not, he noticed that there was something oddly familiar about Methos, as did Spike for some reason.
"I was researching a prophecy I read a…long time ago, when I was roughly your age." He said. Xander stood up "Wait, you're immortal too?" he asked. Methos and Buffy turned to him and the others "Yes, my name is Methos." He said. Buffy smirked to herself "Yeah, the oldest." She said.
Methos turned to her, but since her friends were all here, he should tell them all "Ok." He said, turning to them all "I assume you've all had experience with prophecies coming true?" he asked. Everyone nodded. "Ok, I found a prophecy retaining to you, or at least a slayer, but there seem to be more than one so I'm not positive. It tells of a time far in the future where you…liberate humanity." He said.
Buffy looked at Catherine sharply, this wasn't just about her, it was them, and even possibly Faith. Buffy shook her head "It doesn't matter now, we still have that situation with these so-called watchers that are after Catherine, once we get done with that, we can focus on this." She said "By the way, you get a band set for tonight?" she asked, way off subject.
Methos nearly jumped out of his skin, and ran away to the back room, "Oh shit! I knew I forgot something!" he scream aloud.
Los Angeles
"The watchers?! You're trusting the watchers? And Faith? Have you lost it again Angel?" Cordellia said loudly. Wesley and Gunn were right there next to her, Wesley had his reservations about them as well, and Faith too. But Gunn had no idea who they were as well as Faith.
Angel shook his head "Guys I know it wasn't my call, but Faith seems to trust them on some level, so I will too. The new slayer needs help, why shouldn't we help?" he asked, Winifred sitting on the sofa aways off from them, listening closely to their conversation.
"Angel made the right call." Wesley said, Cordelia looked at him in surprise, but not total, she would expect this from him, he always did feel some obligation to Faith, even after his experience with her before she regained her emotions and guilt. "We will help her, anyone who doesn't want in, doesn't have to come along." He said, looking to Gunn and Cordellia.
Cordellia shook her head "You know I'm in." she said to him smiling. Gunn nodded "Me too man, somebody's got to watch out for you crazy white folk." He said jokingly.
Wesley smiled "Alright then, its settled. Gather whatever you need and we'll leave in an hour. Should the Host come as well? He is a part of our team for more or less." He asked. They all nodded, so did Wesley "Alright then, ill go pick him up on my way back." He said.
Sunnydale
The night had come and Buffy's bar was booming with music and people drinking and dancing. As she had come to do usually, she was sitting in the dark corner above, sitting at her table looking down at the crowd of people. Looking down at the people she had once given her life for, and looking back now she knew this one thing…it was worth it all.
"Care for some company luv?" a voice came from near her, she looked over to see Spike standing there looking down at her with a look she ever rarely saw, emotion, care, maybe even love. Buffy smiled at him warmly "Please do Spike." She said. Smile smiled as he usually smiled and sat down next to her, bottle of beer in his hand, he looked to where she was.
"I used to do this a lot too, look at them from a distance." He said to her, looking away from the crowd and at Buffy. She looked to find him looking at her, the look on his face made her much more comfortable "Why did you stop?" she asked him, he voice low and gentle to his ears.
Spike sighed and took a drink from his beer, looking back out to the crowd "For me, it was like I was looking for…someone. Then you came along and put my life through the grinder." He said, looking over to her with a small grin "But when the spinning stopped, when I finally stopped fighting what was happening to me, I seemed to have found what I was looking for." He said, moving closer to her, inch by inch.
"And what was that?" Buffy asked him, leaning closer to him over the table, smiling for some reason, she just felt different around him now, like some wall was removed between them. Spike inched even closer to her, he was barely inches away from her, face to face "I found you, that light I was looking for. Even when I was human, I searched, and here you are." He said, closing the gap between them quickly, sealing his words with a gentle kiss on her lips.
Buffy was caught off guard for that moment, she moved into the kiss out of a lack of her own self control 'What am I doing?' she thought to herself. She shot back away from him, shocked. She covered her mouth with her slender fingers, backed away a few steps.
Spike stood up, staring at her, looking heart broken "You once told me that the only chance I ever had with you was when you were out cold. I don't believe that, not for an instant." He said, stepping closer to her "Yeah, I was obsessed with you at one point, 'cause I was confused, I was having feelings that I never felt before. I know what that was I was feeling, what I do now." He said, taking her had from her lips, gently holding it. "I love you, I never said it before, but I can now, 'cause I'm sure of what I'm feeling." He said.
Buffy stood there, feeling the touch of his hand to hers, breathing a little quickly, looking into those cold eyes, and she saw the truth, the only warmth left in him, the only pure light left, was the love he felt for her. She looked up at him with scared eyes, not afraid of some evil, afraid of what was happening, her lack of control in all this. Thus she did the only thing that she could do, leaned forward and kissed him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him, as his arms wrapped around her, pressing them together. After what seemed like an endless eternity, their kiss ended, she looked up at him, into his eyes "Spike, I…" she began, but before she could continue talking, an explosion rocked them and the rest of the bar.
Buffy and Spike rushed to the railing o see people rushing out of the entrance as there was a cloud of smoke coming from a huge hole on the far wall. A group of black ops looking commandos rushed into the bar, pulling out guns. Spike turned to Buffy, "It's them, they're here for Catherine." He said.
Buffy nodded "And they just put a hole in my wall, and that pisses me off." She said, looking at him "Care to help me kick some ass?" she asked with a smile. Spike looked down to see the others surrounded "Oh yeah." He said as his face changed to its demon appearance.
The two of them leapt off the railing and landed on the floor behind the soldiers, the renegade watchers "Hey! You just put a hole in my wall!" Buffy yelled, getting their attention away from her friends. She saw the fear in Dawns eyes, and this only enraged her further. The watchers trained their weapons on them, but before they had a chance, Buffy and Spike rushed them, knocking several of them unconscious.
Spike dropped to the floor screaming, clutching his head in pain as millions of firecrackers exploded in his brain. Catherine jumped over him quickly as Buffy was becoming cornered my commandos, she flipped in the air and did the splits upside down, letting her feet collide with two of them along side their heads, knocking them away, giving Buffy a window of escape.
"Thanks, where's Spike?" Buffy asked Catherine. "Right here." He said, coming up beside her from behind. "Glad your ok." Buffy whispered to him, but not low enough to escape Catherine ears. "Ok, Giles! Get the others out of here now!" Buffy yelled behind her. As told to do so, they all kept low and rushed towards the exit, leaving the two slayers and vampire to deal with this threat.
They rushed into the back room where they were stopped by the sounds of swords being unsheathed. Giles stood in front of the others on reflex as he faced the newcomers "Who?" he asked, looking at their faces. There were three of them standing by Methos, the one with short black hair raised his hand to them "Don't worry, we're here to help." He said, a Scottish accent registered to Giles.
The Scotsman turned to the others "Joe, help them get out of here, Amanda and Methos come on, lets help Buffy." He said, bringing his sword upright and walking with the others to the bar.
Buffy was struck by a backhand, the force of it was enough to send her spiraling over the bar, leaving Spike and Catherine on their own. "Hey, still here moron!" Buffy yelled back as she got back up from behind the bar. The commando, now without his weapon (as all of them were) pulled out a sword, a short one, pathetic looking really. Buffy smiled asd he and two others were converging on her, taking the load off of the others.
As they were in striking distance of her, Buffy smiled at then and shocked them by pulling out her sword, razor sharp and curved blade, they immediately stopped in their tracks and looked at her. Buffy kept smiling "Mines bigger!" she retorted as she leapt over the bar on one hand and delivered a quick kick to one of the closer ones, sending him flying a few feet away.
The other two tried to tackle her, but she spun out of the way, leaving her foot out to trip one of them, he flew across the air and landed around his accomplices feet, causing him to trip up as well.
Buffy shook her head "Amateurs." She said before going on to help Catherine, Spike had passed out from all the hits he was dishing out to the attackers whom were all human. Buffy leapt at one of them, but found that he was the leader obviously when he caught her in mid air with a shot to her stomach.
Buffy landed on the ground on her side, arm around her stomach as she coughed raspy through the pain. She brought her sword up just in time to block his from taking her head, she looked up to the leader, her playful expression was gone, replaced with the look of a warrior, hardened by battle, strengthened by love.
She pushed with all her might and sword, pushing the leader back away from her. Buffy got up to her feet slowly, keeping her eyes trained on this leader covered by a mask. But before she could attack, she heard a familiar voice "Touch her and you'll lose a body part every time you do."
She turned to see Duncan and Amanda standing with Methos by the entrance to the backroom. He face lit up with a smile to see him and Amanda again, but it was short as she turned back to the watchers who had regrouped and Catherine carrying Spike back to Buffy.
Duncan and Amanda backed them up, coming up beside them as Methos took Spike to the back of the bar. "Duncan." Buffy said, smiling lightly. "Hey, we came by to see you and here you are in trouble, we can't leave you alone for a day can we darling." Amanda said jokingly as she trained her sword on the remaining renegades.
"Macleod." The leader said hoarsely. Duncan looked at him with his sword trained on him "Who are you? And how do you know my name?" he demanded. The leader removed his mask quickly, a man stood before them, blond hair and brown eyes, his glare was filled with hatred towards them in general.
"My name is Alexander, Alexander Hunt." He said, exposing his wrist, showing the tattoo of the watchers sign, the watchers to the immortals. "My father was a watcher who died because of your kind." He said. Duncan shook his head "Alex, listen to me, a lot of misgivings happened back then, many mistakes, but we're getting it right now, don't throw that away!" he said.
Alexander shook his head "It'll only be right when your kind are wiped off the face of the earth, who better than to begin with you and then the demons, and taking a slayer out is just as good." He said with a glaring look to Buffy as well as Spike in the background.
Alex paused as he touched the radio on his head, hearing a report from elsewhere, he looked back at them with a wicked smile "Well, we'll meet again, I want a rematch slayer." He said with a smile as he and his people cleared out of the bar in a few seconds.
"Why'd they take off so…" Buffy began, but when it occurred to her that Alexander was spoken to from someone else who wasn't there, she bolted to the back door "No!" she cried as she ran into the back alley.
The door burst open for her to see everyone on the damp ground, Giles was seeing to Xander and Anya as Joe was helping Tara get an unconscious Willow inside. Buffy scanned through them, there was someone who wasn't there, "Where's Dawn?" she asked aloud, feeling a dead feeling of weight in her chest. Everyone looked at her with looks of regret and upset emotion.
"They took her Buffy, I'm sorry." Giles said to her regretfully. Buffy slowly shook her head 'No, not again…not again' she thought to herself. In the distance, they heard tires screeching, she looked to the end of the alley to see a van taking off. The end of the alley was only ten feet away.
"Dawn!" she cried out as she bolted to the end of the alley with all her strength. Before anyone knew it she was on the street, Spike ran after her as well as Catherine and Duncan. "Dawn!" Buffy cried again, chasing after the van as fast as she could, reaching for it. It felt like it was just out of touch for her fingers. She looked in the rear window to see Dawn appear "Buffy!" she could hear, muffled through the glass.
The van screeched with a halt, causing Buffy to crash into it before she could stop running. Her head hit the ground hard as she could hear the van taking off. She weakly rose her head to see Dawn yelling from the back of the van as it speeded away from her and the others.
Buffy rolled over to see Spike looking down at her, taking hold of her weakened body "Buffy! Talk to me, are you alright?" she heard him asking her, his voice sounding like echoes before she passed out.
Buffy awoke in the bar, there was a small cot in the back room set up, she had that in case she decided o make it a long night and decide to stay there for the rest of the night to sleep. She heard the sounds of music from the bar. She groggily got up and walked slowly to the door to the bar.
She saw the hole in the wall boarded up and only Spike on the stage with a guitar in his hands, his fingers moving across the strings with ease, building up to the words.
~ Special, you think your special you do, I can see it in your eyes I can see it when you laugh at me look down on me and, you walk around on me just one more fight about your leadership and I will straight up leave your shit cause I've had enough of this and now I'm pissed (yeah)
This time I'm a let it all come out this time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway this time I'm a let it all come out this time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway just one more fight about a lotta things and I will give up everything to be on my own again.
Free again this time I'm a let it all come out this time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway this time I'm a let it all come out this time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway
Someday you'll see things my way cause you never know, no ya never know when your gonna go Someday you'll see things my way cause you never know, no ya never know when your gonna go
Just one more fight and I'll be history yes I will straight up leave your shit and you'll be the one who's left missing me (yeah) this time I'm a let it all come out this time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway this time I'm a let it all come out this time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway someday you'll see things my way cause you never know, when ya never know when your gonna go someday you'll see things my way cause you never know, when ya never know.
-limpbizkit
My way or the Highway-
Buffy looked as she leaned on the doorframe, watching him as he finished the song. I didn't seem like his style though, too modern. "Not your usual style there Spike." She said. Spike looked up at her, oblivious to her presence in the room "Buffy…" he said, standing up and rushing to her "Are you alright?" he asked with great concern.
Buffy shook her head "No…" she said, sadness welling up within her heart "I lost Dawn again Spike, I'm supposed to protect her…" she said before she collapsed into tears into his arms. Spike wrapped his arms around her, holding her closely.
"That's enough Buffy." Spike said, sternly in his voice. Buffy backed off a little, still in his hold, looking up at him "What do you mean?" she asked.
Spike looked at her and gently held her face "It's got to stop, the rules of the slayer, now the immortals. It's always someone else's game you play, someone else's rules." He said tactfully.
Buffy nodded, he was right, its one of the things that always tore at her, always someone else's game she played "Your right, I've never been in control completely with my life." She said to him.
"Like the song said Buffy…." Spike began "It's your way or the highway now."
Buffy looked up at him, smiled weakly, he was right. She brought her lips to his and kissed him, continuing what was interrupted earlier. He was right, now it was Buffy who had to change, force it if she had too, it was time for HER WAY.
End Part 5
Note: Ok, I'm SO sorry for the lateness of this fic, work has been killer for me lately, and I haven't had enough time to write! So until the summer work season comes to pass, the chapters will be a little longer apart, so please bear with me, I hate keeping you all hanging like this.