Oohh thanks for the comments, so the story continues, Ok it's got sluggish I know, so I'm gonna try and speed things up, and Buffy Spike action on it's way, keep with the reviews please, I love all reviews, what can I say I'm greedy.



Buffy had sat there for one very long hour. Feeling distant from the people close to her. But she had been smiling, laughing in all the right places at Dave's lame jokes, in an attempt to convince her friends that she wasn't thinking about Spike. No, of course she wasn't thinking of Spike, wondering where he was, whether he was ok. And thinking of Spike, that wasn't making that sickly feeling return to her stomach, it wasn't raising her heartbeat, filing her mind with the image of his face she has witnessed a few hours ago, no it couldn't be.

Oh hell of course she was thinking of Spike, suddenly after two months without him he was back, in Sunnydale, within reach. All the thoughts she had been pushing toward the back of her minds forced themselves to the front. She needed to stop this, needed to take control, needed to find him.

Buffy " I'm sorry guys but you know, things to do" she looked pointedly at Willow and Xander, trying to persuade them she had a legitimate, slayer related reason for leaving,

Dave " oh Buffy it's only half nine, surely you can stay a little longer, I still havn't told you about my new job, oh and the company car I get with it, thought we were having fun"

Buffy " oh yeah we are, it's just um some stuff I can't get out of, maybe you can tell me another time" yeah like when I've got another hour of my life to waste. Ok so Dave wasn't the worst guy in the world, and some girls would probably love the attantion. But not her. And yes he was a nice normal guy and probably just what she needed, but not what she wanted.

Xander " Buffy, you didn't tell us you had somewhere to be, thought you were here for the evening, and Dawns having fun" he pointed at Dawn now sitting at another table laughing with a friend.

They weren't going to let her go that easily, but she couldn't stay now she had made up her mind, she needed to find Spike and she needed to do it now.

Buffy " I'm sorry guys but I really need to go, Dawn can stay with you, Dave, we..should…do this again some time, bye"

And she was away from the table before they could answer her.



Spike was seated on a bench in the cemetery containing his old crypt.

The beating from earlier was still taking it's toll, but the advantages of being a vampire allowed the healing to begin. He had decided to go for a walk and try to work his way through the impact of his earlier encounter with Buffy. Of course he had seen her before, as he watched her from afar for the past couple of weeks, but to be that close to her again, touch her, feel her near him, for her to see him, it was more intoxicating than he had remembered.

They had walked back in silence earlier, slowly, both their thoughts jumbled, trying to comprehend the situation they were in. She had helped him. Forced him to take her assistance, he could not consider what that meant. He had tried to work out what she had been thinking, feeling, when she had first seen him, but he did not want to raise his hope on why she had helped, she was the slayer she helped those who needed it, it was what she did.

Buffy had inevitably found herself heading towards the cemetery, where else would a slayer go to hide. Or to be found. Or to find Spike. He was no longer in his crypt or in the cemetery she knew this, but she decided to start looking there, it was close to where she had left him.

She knew her friends were not happy with her, she was going to have to deal with yet more questions and more pressure when she returned. She had decided once Spike left to make sure she no longer hid from her problems, no more running away. But this wasn't running away was it? This was confronting herself, no using Spike as an excuse anymore.

It didn't take long for her to spot him on the bench. It never took them long to find one another, in battle or in need they inevitably ended up with each other.

He was almost perfectly still, smoking in contemplation, he should be able to sense her now, know she is close by and he did. He knew she was there watching him, but he didn't dare turn around. He didn't want to know the way she was looking at him, not yet. So he stubbed out the cigarette with his boot, and sat quietly, waiting.

She quietly advanced and sat down next to him. They both stared ahead neither one quite being able to face the other. She gave in first, and turned to look at him,

Buffy "Spike"

He dropped his head just before he turned to her, then slowly allowed his gaze to travel upwards until their eyes locked,

Spike "Buffy"



Next chapter coming very soon to a screen near you, and more B/S goodness coming I promise, oh and maybe even some dialogue. Please keep your thoughts coming.