It was clear that there was nothing for any of them to do and so they
returned to the Hyperion.
Buffy and Cordelia had bid there goodnights and so had gone to bed leaving Angel and Spike alone.
With an exaggerated sigh Spike strode into the kitchen "So got any good booze in this place" he shouted over his shoulder as he studied the fridge and pulled out a bottle of scotch, opening the cap he took a long swig as Angel came to a stop in the doorway
"You let him get away didn't you" he asked the other man
Spike turned to face him an eyebrow raised in mock disbelief "Are you mad…do you seriously think I'd give up my chance for immortality again...just so you get a piece" he took another quick drink
"I know you Spike" Angel continued to push "...and if you had of determinedly gone after him, there would have been no way, he'd have gotten away without knocking you unconscious"
Spike slammed the bottle down onto the counter, and looked at Angel threateningly "Look peaches…just drop it, I don't have to explain myself to anyone, especially not you" he turned his back on him as he took another drink
Angel turned to walk out of the kitchen, but stopped briefly, "Spike" he called causing the blonde to turn to him and with a quick "Thanks" he walked into the other room
Buffy awoke early the next morning the sun streaming in threw the window , pulling on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans she made her way out into the hallway,
From the top of the stairs she could see Spike still dressed in his suit, except for Angel shoes which he had borrowed and that were now flung across the other side of the room, a hole in the toe of one sock showing, lay unconscious across two of the chairs, the bottle of scotch still dangled from his fingertips.
Buffy rolled her eyes as she made her way down the stairs, typical Spike, she thought to herself as Angel walked through the door that led from the kitchen, a morning paper in his hands.
"Morning" he greeted with his usual trademark half-smile "Did you sleep well" he came to a stop a couple of steps away from her
"Yeah nothing like a disastrous waste of time to take it out of you" she replied sarcastically
"So what's going to happen now, how are we going to deal with this situation" she bit her lower lip nervously as Angel looked up at her "I guess we're staying the way we are" he replied, his tone not giving any indication about what he was feeling
"Oh" she replied taking a deep breath "What did Spike say about that? And how do you feel" she pushed trying to get him to tell her how he felt
Angel glanced at Spike before turning back to her "I guess you'll have to ask him about that" he told her knowing full well that he had chosen this, even if he was too proud to admit it,
"Me on the other hand, I'm happy with how this turned out…" Buffy looked up at him a smile forming on her lips with each of his words
"…there's nothing I would want more than to spend the rest of my life with you, be it a year, a decade or even a century….I love you Buffy" as he spoke he stepped closer to her, and now reaching out he cupped her cheek and leaned in for a passionate kiss
After a moment Spike suddenly awoke with a start "Oh bloody hell" he moaned, Seeing Buffy and Angel he quickly stood up and headed towards the staircase
"I'm going to get changed" he informed
"Oh…and peaches...get a room" he then headed up the staircase
Buffy and Angel pulled apart breathlessly a playful smirk on there faces "Yeah I better get my stuff ready as well" she said taking a step back to remove the temptation, as she turned to wards the stairs
Angel called out to her, she glanced over her shoulder "I've got a few things I need to sort out here first with the gang and the hotel and everything" he took a breath,
"But once it's all finished I promise I'll come back to Sunnydale" A huge grin spread across Buffys face and with a nod she headed up the stairs
Spike stood in the doorway to his room and she smiled to him in thanks before saying "Come on Spike lets go home"
The End
Buffy and Cordelia had bid there goodnights and so had gone to bed leaving Angel and Spike alone.
With an exaggerated sigh Spike strode into the kitchen "So got any good booze in this place" he shouted over his shoulder as he studied the fridge and pulled out a bottle of scotch, opening the cap he took a long swig as Angel came to a stop in the doorway
"You let him get away didn't you" he asked the other man
Spike turned to face him an eyebrow raised in mock disbelief "Are you mad…do you seriously think I'd give up my chance for immortality again...just so you get a piece" he took another quick drink
"I know you Spike" Angel continued to push "...and if you had of determinedly gone after him, there would have been no way, he'd have gotten away without knocking you unconscious"
Spike slammed the bottle down onto the counter, and looked at Angel threateningly "Look peaches…just drop it, I don't have to explain myself to anyone, especially not you" he turned his back on him as he took another drink
Angel turned to walk out of the kitchen, but stopped briefly, "Spike" he called causing the blonde to turn to him and with a quick "Thanks" he walked into the other room
Buffy awoke early the next morning the sun streaming in threw the window , pulling on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans she made her way out into the hallway,
From the top of the stairs she could see Spike still dressed in his suit, except for Angel shoes which he had borrowed and that were now flung across the other side of the room, a hole in the toe of one sock showing, lay unconscious across two of the chairs, the bottle of scotch still dangled from his fingertips.
Buffy rolled her eyes as she made her way down the stairs, typical Spike, she thought to herself as Angel walked through the door that led from the kitchen, a morning paper in his hands.
"Morning" he greeted with his usual trademark half-smile "Did you sleep well" he came to a stop a couple of steps away from her
"Yeah nothing like a disastrous waste of time to take it out of you" she replied sarcastically
"So what's going to happen now, how are we going to deal with this situation" she bit her lower lip nervously as Angel looked up at her "I guess we're staying the way we are" he replied, his tone not giving any indication about what he was feeling
"Oh" she replied taking a deep breath "What did Spike say about that? And how do you feel" she pushed trying to get him to tell her how he felt
Angel glanced at Spike before turning back to her "I guess you'll have to ask him about that" he told her knowing full well that he had chosen this, even if he was too proud to admit it,
"Me on the other hand, I'm happy with how this turned out…" Buffy looked up at him a smile forming on her lips with each of his words
"…there's nothing I would want more than to spend the rest of my life with you, be it a year, a decade or even a century….I love you Buffy" as he spoke he stepped closer to her, and now reaching out he cupped her cheek and leaned in for a passionate kiss
After a moment Spike suddenly awoke with a start "Oh bloody hell" he moaned, Seeing Buffy and Angel he quickly stood up and headed towards the staircase
"I'm going to get changed" he informed
"Oh…and peaches...get a room" he then headed up the staircase
Buffy and Angel pulled apart breathlessly a playful smirk on there faces "Yeah I better get my stuff ready as well" she said taking a step back to remove the temptation, as she turned to wards the stairs
Angel called out to her, she glanced over her shoulder "I've got a few things I need to sort out here first with the gang and the hotel and everything" he took a breath,
"But once it's all finished I promise I'll come back to Sunnydale" A huge grin spread across Buffys face and with a nod she headed up the stairs
Spike stood in the doorway to his room and she smiled to him in thanks before saying "Come on Spike lets go home"
The End