"Is your sister dating Spike?" Leonna asked Dawn. The five girls were
sitting at the counter enjoying the music over iced lattés.
"Not even," Dawn said rolling her eyes. "My sister is completely clueless when it comes to a good thing. Spike's totally in love with her, though."
"Well, I think someone just clued in big sis, cause guess who she's practically all over on the dance floor?" Annie pointed.
Dawn looked over her shoulder boredly, knowing there was no way it was Buffy and Spike…Except it was. Maybe it was another spell? She thought she would forgive Willow for using magic just this once if it was her doing, as long as it brought the two of them together.
"They look so right together," Rachel sighed.
"They do," Dawn said thoughtfully. Maybe the spell would last this time, or make Buffy realize she had feelings for Spike.
"You guys wanna dance?" Her friends knew full well that she wanted to find out what was happening, and that was fine by them.
Spike couldn't believe this was happening. Yet again the Slayer had thrown him through a loop. Ah well, he thought to himself, he couldn't say he was torn up about the turn of events. Made life more interesting.
"Ah, luv, your sister and her cavalcade are fast approaching," Spike whispered in her ear when he spotted Dawn approaching. He began to pull away, but Buffy held tight. After a few confused moments, he looked her in the eyes, and saw a new calmness. Not love, he couldn't even imagine what that would look like, but he saw peace. It was all he asked for.
Dawn came up behind and nudged Buffy gently. "Hey guys," she said it as more of a question.
In answer, all Buffy said was "vampire", nodding in the direction of a random couple.
"Vampires. Gotcha." Dawn nodded slowly, and began towards the stage. Right, like she'd buy that.
"Right, like she bought that, luv," Spike half-smiled.
"I didn't lie. You're a vampire, aren't you? She can interpret that any way she wants to."
Buffy laid her head on his shoulder, avoiding eye contact.
"Uh huh." Well, at least she'd gotten that close telling anyone about them. More than he could hope, he would dissect all the night's events later. Right now he decided to concentrate on the blonde in his arms.
Back at the Scooby table the conversation was sombre.
"All right, we need a plan of attack. Split them up without being pummelled, although we don't really have to worry about chip boy." Xander was panicking and he knew it. He had gotten the feeling back in his left arm though, that was always a plus.
Neither his fiancée nor his best friend said anything, rather just sipped their drinks while watching Buffy and Spike out of the corner of their eyes.
"Hey guys, c'mon. I can't do it by myself. One of you guys can start going into hysterics, then pull Buffy into the bathroom for some girl talk. Girls do that, I've been witness to this often."
Anya gave his a dirty look. "I don't want any part in this. You're going to obsess over it all night and we won't be able to have sex. Besides, I think it would be much more believable if Willow was the one to have a breakdown."
"Hey!" Willow finally snapped out of her reverie.
"I wish we had a group of vamps. They're always a good distracter," mumbled Xander, hunched over his fifth grape soda.
"Not even," Dawn said rolling her eyes. "My sister is completely clueless when it comes to a good thing. Spike's totally in love with her, though."
"Well, I think someone just clued in big sis, cause guess who she's practically all over on the dance floor?" Annie pointed.
Dawn looked over her shoulder boredly, knowing there was no way it was Buffy and Spike…Except it was. Maybe it was another spell? She thought she would forgive Willow for using magic just this once if it was her doing, as long as it brought the two of them together.
"They look so right together," Rachel sighed.
"They do," Dawn said thoughtfully. Maybe the spell would last this time, or make Buffy realize she had feelings for Spike.
"You guys wanna dance?" Her friends knew full well that she wanted to find out what was happening, and that was fine by them.
Spike couldn't believe this was happening. Yet again the Slayer had thrown him through a loop. Ah well, he thought to himself, he couldn't say he was torn up about the turn of events. Made life more interesting.
"Ah, luv, your sister and her cavalcade are fast approaching," Spike whispered in her ear when he spotted Dawn approaching. He began to pull away, but Buffy held tight. After a few confused moments, he looked her in the eyes, and saw a new calmness. Not love, he couldn't even imagine what that would look like, but he saw peace. It was all he asked for.
Dawn came up behind and nudged Buffy gently. "Hey guys," she said it as more of a question.
In answer, all Buffy said was "vampire", nodding in the direction of a random couple.
"Vampires. Gotcha." Dawn nodded slowly, and began towards the stage. Right, like she'd buy that.
"Right, like she bought that, luv," Spike half-smiled.
"I didn't lie. You're a vampire, aren't you? She can interpret that any way she wants to."
Buffy laid her head on his shoulder, avoiding eye contact.
"Uh huh." Well, at least she'd gotten that close telling anyone about them. More than he could hope, he would dissect all the night's events later. Right now he decided to concentrate on the blonde in his arms.
Back at the Scooby table the conversation was sombre.
"All right, we need a plan of attack. Split them up without being pummelled, although we don't really have to worry about chip boy." Xander was panicking and he knew it. He had gotten the feeling back in his left arm though, that was always a plus.
Neither his fiancée nor his best friend said anything, rather just sipped their drinks while watching Buffy and Spike out of the corner of their eyes.
"Hey guys, c'mon. I can't do it by myself. One of you guys can start going into hysterics, then pull Buffy into the bathroom for some girl talk. Girls do that, I've been witness to this often."
Anya gave his a dirty look. "I don't want any part in this. You're going to obsess over it all night and we won't be able to have sex. Besides, I think it would be much more believable if Willow was the one to have a breakdown."
"Hey!" Willow finally snapped out of her reverie.
"I wish we had a group of vamps. They're always a good distracter," mumbled Xander, hunched over his fifth grape soda.
