Love's Truth
This chapter is for X Strategos x@aol.com who basically told me to get my ass in gear. Thanx! :^)~
Buffy finally got up enough courage to look at the limp body in her arms. Spike's body. The same body that sacrificed himself for her. Then it hit her.
Body.
If the arrow had pierced Spike's heart, which it had obviously done, then why wasn't he a pile if dust? She stopped crying for a moment and thought about that as she stroked his blond hair, over and over.
Keep stroking, keep stroking Buffy, just keep on stroking and he'll come back. He'll come back to me. But she knew he wouldn't. He was gone. Because all of the men in her life left. Spike was just another notch on the belt. No, Spike wasn't just another notch. He didn't leave her because of some stupid reason, he left because he saved her. He saved her life. That was definitely something new.
"Bu-Buffy?" she heard Tara's meek voice.
Buffy didn't respond but Tara acted as if she did. "Is he-?"
Buffy nodded, more tears spilling down her cheeks. Willow's hands covered her mouth in shock and tears clouded her eyes. She and Spike hadn't been extremely close, but he had meant a lot to Buffy and he had sacrificed himself for her. Anyone that cared about her best friend that much deserved a few tears.
Tara's eyes clouded over and she grabbed her girlfriend's hand.
Anya and Xander held hands as a few silent tears fell down their cheeks. Everyone was surprised at how much Spike's death had affected them. They always said that they would like to stake him, and couldn't wait until his ass was off the planet.
And here they were, bawling their eyes out cause he finally died.
It was amazing that someone who you always hated and discluded could cause you so much pain.
***
Spike awoke in a brightly lit room. He prepared himself for the extreme pains and torture of hell, but was surprised when he felt even better than when he was alive.
His looked at his chest and was surprised to see a huge whole in it. Blood was gathered around the wound but he felt no pain. It was the strangest thing ever.
Suddenly an even brighter light filled the room and Spike had to shield his eyes. It appeared a door was being made in the wall next to him. It opened and revealed a short man.
Spike recognized him immediately. "Whistler?" he asked.
The man nodded and stepped out of the door, making it disappear behind him.
"Hello William."
"It's Spike-" he began but Whistler cut him off. "Yes, I know but please don't interrupt me, I've got lots of stuff to tell you and so little time." Whistler gave a cocky grin and Spike stood up. He tried to walk over to the little demon and beat a little sense into him but he realized that he couldn't move.
"Sorry 'bout that. Like I said, so little time, and so much talking. I don't have time for you to try to beat me up."
Spike finally relented and tried to give a small nod.
"Good. Glad we got that settled. Now, on to what the Powers That Be want."
Spike groaned and rolled his blue eyes.
Whistler just continued smiling and said, "Ask me William."
"But you just said-!" Spike was surprised to find that he could talk again. "Bloody hell. What do you want me to ask you?"
"Just ask what you want to ask."
"Ok, I want to know why I'm not in hell being tortured."
"Because William, you're being given a second chance."
***
"What do you mean, I've been given a second chance?!" Spike asked in shock. Whistler stared at him in mock surprise. "I thought that was pretty easy to understand," Whistler said.
"But, why?"
"Same old, same old. Prophecy," he responded with a shrug.
"I have a prophecy?"
Whistler nodded.
"What is it?" Spike asked. He was beginning to be curious.
"The only thing I'll tell you is that it has to do with you and the slayer."
Spike just nodded but inside he was becoming even more curious. He had a pretty good idea of what his and Buffy's prophecy would be about.
"Am I meant to be with her?" he asked.
Whistler just smiled, but suddenly grew serious. "Now William, you do have a choice. You can go back-" Spike nodded furiously. "-or, you can go to heaven."
Spike stopped. Did he just say heaven? He, "William the Bloody", could get to heaven? The Powers must be in one hell of a good mood.
If he went to heaven, then his life could finally be over and he'd be in peace for all eternity. But an eternity without Buffy would be horrible. But watching Buffy grow old and die was even more horrible, wasn't it?
His brain told him to go to heaven; it was probably going to be his only chance. But his heart said to go back to Buffy. Go back to Sunnydale, and the Lil Bit, and even the whelp.
Whistler interrupted his thoughts, "You're out of time William."
Spike nodded, drawing his thoughts to a close.
"I have my decision."
***
Xander watched as Buffy continued sobbing while holding Spike's body in her arms.
"Buffy, I think we should-" he began.
"No. I'm staying."
"But Buffy, Dawn will be-" Willow tried.
"Just tell her that I'm okay and I'll be home later. But don't tell her about Spike. I want to."
The Scoobies nodded and began to file out of the room. Jonathon hadn't been killed during the fight but he had run and they were all pretty sure that he wouldn't be back for a while. His minions were smart enough to run after their leader left.
"Do you think she'll be okay?" Xander asked after they had cleared away from the door.
"I sure hope so," Giles sighed, memories of the annoying yet entertaining vampire flooding his mind. Memories of him chained in the tub, trying to kill them, and then memories of him and Buffy. Giles noticed the look she always had around him, the look that she had only when she was around him. They understood each other, and only each other. The two had been alone in their own, undead worlds trying to cope with everything life had thrown at them, and they had found each other.
And somehow he knew they wouldn't lose each other.
***
Dawn sighed as she sat down on the couch. Buffy had been extremely reluctant to leave her alone, but she was absolutely against the idea of Dawn coming with her. So instead she let the teenager have her two best friends over. The three of them were watching Scary Movie 2, after being smuggled in by Jessie. She gave her friends each a soda and began to watch the supposedly "hilariously rude movie" but could only focus on her sister and the bleached vamp.
"God I hope they're okay," Dawn whispered quietly enough so that her friends couldn't hear her over the sound of the movie.
***
I am soooooooo sorry for making this chapter short but I wanted to leave you with a cliffhanger. But don't worry, I'll have the next chapter up by tomorrow. Luv yas, bye!
This chapter is for X Strategos x@aol.com who basically told me to get my ass in gear. Thanx! :^)~
Buffy finally got up enough courage to look at the limp body in her arms. Spike's body. The same body that sacrificed himself for her. Then it hit her.
Body.
If the arrow had pierced Spike's heart, which it had obviously done, then why wasn't he a pile if dust? She stopped crying for a moment and thought about that as she stroked his blond hair, over and over.
Keep stroking, keep stroking Buffy, just keep on stroking and he'll come back. He'll come back to me. But she knew he wouldn't. He was gone. Because all of the men in her life left. Spike was just another notch on the belt. No, Spike wasn't just another notch. He didn't leave her because of some stupid reason, he left because he saved her. He saved her life. That was definitely something new.
"Bu-Buffy?" she heard Tara's meek voice.
Buffy didn't respond but Tara acted as if she did. "Is he-?"
Buffy nodded, more tears spilling down her cheeks. Willow's hands covered her mouth in shock and tears clouded her eyes. She and Spike hadn't been extremely close, but he had meant a lot to Buffy and he had sacrificed himself for her. Anyone that cared about her best friend that much deserved a few tears.
Tara's eyes clouded over and she grabbed her girlfriend's hand.
Anya and Xander held hands as a few silent tears fell down their cheeks. Everyone was surprised at how much Spike's death had affected them. They always said that they would like to stake him, and couldn't wait until his ass was off the planet.
And here they were, bawling their eyes out cause he finally died.
It was amazing that someone who you always hated and discluded could cause you so much pain.
***
Spike awoke in a brightly lit room. He prepared himself for the extreme pains and torture of hell, but was surprised when he felt even better than when he was alive.
His looked at his chest and was surprised to see a huge whole in it. Blood was gathered around the wound but he felt no pain. It was the strangest thing ever.
Suddenly an even brighter light filled the room and Spike had to shield his eyes. It appeared a door was being made in the wall next to him. It opened and revealed a short man.
Spike recognized him immediately. "Whistler?" he asked.
The man nodded and stepped out of the door, making it disappear behind him.
"Hello William."
"It's Spike-" he began but Whistler cut him off. "Yes, I know but please don't interrupt me, I've got lots of stuff to tell you and so little time." Whistler gave a cocky grin and Spike stood up. He tried to walk over to the little demon and beat a little sense into him but he realized that he couldn't move.
"Sorry 'bout that. Like I said, so little time, and so much talking. I don't have time for you to try to beat me up."
Spike finally relented and tried to give a small nod.
"Good. Glad we got that settled. Now, on to what the Powers That Be want."
Spike groaned and rolled his blue eyes.
Whistler just continued smiling and said, "Ask me William."
"But you just said-!" Spike was surprised to find that he could talk again. "Bloody hell. What do you want me to ask you?"
"Just ask what you want to ask."
"Ok, I want to know why I'm not in hell being tortured."
"Because William, you're being given a second chance."
***
"What do you mean, I've been given a second chance?!" Spike asked in shock. Whistler stared at him in mock surprise. "I thought that was pretty easy to understand," Whistler said.
"But, why?"
"Same old, same old. Prophecy," he responded with a shrug.
"I have a prophecy?"
Whistler nodded.
"What is it?" Spike asked. He was beginning to be curious.
"The only thing I'll tell you is that it has to do with you and the slayer."
Spike just nodded but inside he was becoming even more curious. He had a pretty good idea of what his and Buffy's prophecy would be about.
"Am I meant to be with her?" he asked.
Whistler just smiled, but suddenly grew serious. "Now William, you do have a choice. You can go back-" Spike nodded furiously. "-or, you can go to heaven."
Spike stopped. Did he just say heaven? He, "William the Bloody", could get to heaven? The Powers must be in one hell of a good mood.
If he went to heaven, then his life could finally be over and he'd be in peace for all eternity. But an eternity without Buffy would be horrible. But watching Buffy grow old and die was even more horrible, wasn't it?
His brain told him to go to heaven; it was probably going to be his only chance. But his heart said to go back to Buffy. Go back to Sunnydale, and the Lil Bit, and even the whelp.
Whistler interrupted his thoughts, "You're out of time William."
Spike nodded, drawing his thoughts to a close.
"I have my decision."
***
Xander watched as Buffy continued sobbing while holding Spike's body in her arms.
"Buffy, I think we should-" he began.
"No. I'm staying."
"But Buffy, Dawn will be-" Willow tried.
"Just tell her that I'm okay and I'll be home later. But don't tell her about Spike. I want to."
The Scoobies nodded and began to file out of the room. Jonathon hadn't been killed during the fight but he had run and they were all pretty sure that he wouldn't be back for a while. His minions were smart enough to run after their leader left.
"Do you think she'll be okay?" Xander asked after they had cleared away from the door.
"I sure hope so," Giles sighed, memories of the annoying yet entertaining vampire flooding his mind. Memories of him chained in the tub, trying to kill them, and then memories of him and Buffy. Giles noticed the look she always had around him, the look that she had only when she was around him. They understood each other, and only each other. The two had been alone in their own, undead worlds trying to cope with everything life had thrown at them, and they had found each other.
And somehow he knew they wouldn't lose each other.
***
Dawn sighed as she sat down on the couch. Buffy had been extremely reluctant to leave her alone, but she was absolutely against the idea of Dawn coming with her. So instead she let the teenager have her two best friends over. The three of them were watching Scary Movie 2, after being smuggled in by Jessie. She gave her friends each a soda and began to watch the supposedly "hilariously rude movie" but could only focus on her sister and the bleached vamp.
"God I hope they're okay," Dawn whispered quietly enough so that her friends couldn't hear her over the sound of the movie.
***
I am soooooooo sorry for making this chapter short but I wanted to leave you with a cliffhanger. But don't worry, I'll have the next chapter up by tomorrow. Luv yas, bye!