"There is no way. It isn't possible,is it?" Buffy asked Willow, hoping
for her pal to have the answers.
"I suppose it is, I mean I don't really know, I mean I think we should call Giles." Willow stuttered. They had finally come to something that was a little over her head. The paper sitting in front of them stated some very startling news.
"I had no idea that a vampire could turn into a human, no matter what the circumstances." Willow muttered to herself, looking over the paper. The little prophecy read that a vampire that does good deeds has something coming to them.
"I mean I guess Spike has done some good deeds, but this is pretty major. Maybe we did the spell wrong." Although Buffy would have liked to believe it, she couldn't compute it into her brain. "I mean, nothing that would turn him into a human. That's pretty out there isn't it?" Buffy doubted.
"I have no idea. I wish I could help, but I just- I-I don't know." She leaned over and reached for the phone and started dialing. She was dialing Giles to get his insight on the prophecy.
"Willow!" Buffy whispered. "Don't tell him about me, about how I'm. you know." She wasn't ready for Giles to know yet.
"Buffy you gotta tell him eventually- Giles? Hey it's Willow. We have a little problem."
Xander bounced the ball against the ceiling and caught when it came back down. He had been doing this for a good 15 min. ever since Spike left. How could he do that? Spike with his little vampy self. He had fangs for God's sake! What was Buffy thinking? How could she let this happen? What was she going to do? He threw the ball into the closet and made his way downstairs. As soon as he plopped onto the couch, the door opened and Buffy came in, with a little less bounce than she had before.
"What's wrong?" He asked her, very concerned. If Spike had said something to her.
"Nothing, I'm just- Xander I have to tell you something. It's about what we were talking about earlier. I'm not just sick. It's something much bigger." She fiddled with her hands, looking down at them.
"I know." Xander clenched and unclenched his jaw. "Spike told me." "Spike told you?" She looked up sharply at this news. "When?"
"Earlier, when you were at Willow's. He came over and dropped the news. He was kind of bragging about it to tell you the truth." Xander sneaked a look over at Buffy to see her reaction to that last tidbit. She looked pissed.
"I gotta go, I have to kill someone. Someone who lives in a crypt and has bleach blonde hair. Oh, by the way, Willow called Giles, he's coming, and he's gonna stay here, so you might have to move to the couch or something. I'll figure it out when I get home." She grabbed her jacket and stormed out of the house. Xander frowned. The couch? But more importantly Buffy was mad at Spike. True, Xander tricked Spike to get the news from him, but that was his source nonetheless. He was doing this for Buffy. She couldn't end up with Spike. There was no way he would let that happen. He cared about Buffy way too much.
"Spike!" Buffy stormed in and screamed for him.
"All right luv, we're all on the same planet." He came up behind her.
"How could you tell Xander about me? It's not something I want advertised you know!" She told him, trying to keep her emotions under control.
"Well why the bloody hell not?" Spike didn't understand Buffy's secrecy toward the matter. "It happened you know. People are gonna find out eventually. I know that will just kill you to have people know you were with me, but it's gonna happen Buffy." He was still bitter about having slipped to Xander.
"What are you talking about? It wouldn't 'kill me'. I'm just trying to tell people in my own way, one at a time. It's hard Spike. I know it's easy for you, you don't have anyone, but these people care about me! They want the best for me!" She tried to explain, but Spike just wasn't getting it.
"And I'm just not good enough for you. Well, I'm bloody sorry that I'm not as lovely as Princess Buffy." The more she tried to explain, the more Spike was insulted. She was better than him. He knew that. But he didn't need it rubbed in his face. Especially by her. Once she figured it out, it was only a matter of time before she moved on to someone else.
"Spike." She whined, exasperated. How could she make this more simple? "I'm not saying I'm better than you. I'm saying that's how they see it, so it's hard for them to comprehend. Okay?" She touched his arm to emphasize her point. He uncrossed his arms and pulled her into a hug. He heard a whimpering and realized it was coming from Buffy. "Luv? Why are you crying?" He pulled away to look at her.
"I don't know. it's these damn pregnancy hormones." It was odd to see someone angry when they were crying, but that was Buffy. The little drops continued to fall, so Spike led her over to the couch and just held her. He still didn't see what all the tears were about, but he was there for Buffy regardless. He may not always understand her, but he knew how to be there for her.
"Anya?" He pulled the door open to get a better look. "What are you doing here?" He tentatively led her over to the couch.
"I'm still mad at you. You said you didn't want to marry me. But I want to marry you Xander. Very much. So we are going to get married, you understand me?" she looked over at him with a resolved look on her face. Xander grinned and pulled Anya in for a kiss.
"I want to marry you. I want to marry you so, so much." They pulled away and Anya reached into her purse and pulled out a catalog.
"Then we better get back on the ball. We have to make up for lost time. Which flowers do you like?" Xander sighed, closed his eyes, and pointed to one.
"I suppose it is, I mean I don't really know, I mean I think we should call Giles." Willow stuttered. They had finally come to something that was a little over her head. The paper sitting in front of them stated some very startling news.
"I had no idea that a vampire could turn into a human, no matter what the circumstances." Willow muttered to herself, looking over the paper. The little prophecy read that a vampire that does good deeds has something coming to them.
"I mean I guess Spike has done some good deeds, but this is pretty major. Maybe we did the spell wrong." Although Buffy would have liked to believe it, she couldn't compute it into her brain. "I mean, nothing that would turn him into a human. That's pretty out there isn't it?" Buffy doubted.
"I have no idea. I wish I could help, but I just- I-I don't know." She leaned over and reached for the phone and started dialing. She was dialing Giles to get his insight on the prophecy.
"Willow!" Buffy whispered. "Don't tell him about me, about how I'm. you know." She wasn't ready for Giles to know yet.
"Buffy you gotta tell him eventually- Giles? Hey it's Willow. We have a little problem."
Xander bounced the ball against the ceiling and caught when it came back down. He had been doing this for a good 15 min. ever since Spike left. How could he do that? Spike with his little vampy self. He had fangs for God's sake! What was Buffy thinking? How could she let this happen? What was she going to do? He threw the ball into the closet and made his way downstairs. As soon as he plopped onto the couch, the door opened and Buffy came in, with a little less bounce than she had before.
"What's wrong?" He asked her, very concerned. If Spike had said something to her.
"Nothing, I'm just- Xander I have to tell you something. It's about what we were talking about earlier. I'm not just sick. It's something much bigger." She fiddled with her hands, looking down at them.
"I know." Xander clenched and unclenched his jaw. "Spike told me." "Spike told you?" She looked up sharply at this news. "When?"
"Earlier, when you were at Willow's. He came over and dropped the news. He was kind of bragging about it to tell you the truth." Xander sneaked a look over at Buffy to see her reaction to that last tidbit. She looked pissed.
"I gotta go, I have to kill someone. Someone who lives in a crypt and has bleach blonde hair. Oh, by the way, Willow called Giles, he's coming, and he's gonna stay here, so you might have to move to the couch or something. I'll figure it out when I get home." She grabbed her jacket and stormed out of the house. Xander frowned. The couch? But more importantly Buffy was mad at Spike. True, Xander tricked Spike to get the news from him, but that was his source nonetheless. He was doing this for Buffy. She couldn't end up with Spike. There was no way he would let that happen. He cared about Buffy way too much.
"Spike!" Buffy stormed in and screamed for him.
"All right luv, we're all on the same planet." He came up behind her.
"How could you tell Xander about me? It's not something I want advertised you know!" She told him, trying to keep her emotions under control.
"Well why the bloody hell not?" Spike didn't understand Buffy's secrecy toward the matter. "It happened you know. People are gonna find out eventually. I know that will just kill you to have people know you were with me, but it's gonna happen Buffy." He was still bitter about having slipped to Xander.
"What are you talking about? It wouldn't 'kill me'. I'm just trying to tell people in my own way, one at a time. It's hard Spike. I know it's easy for you, you don't have anyone, but these people care about me! They want the best for me!" She tried to explain, but Spike just wasn't getting it.
"And I'm just not good enough for you. Well, I'm bloody sorry that I'm not as lovely as Princess Buffy." The more she tried to explain, the more Spike was insulted. She was better than him. He knew that. But he didn't need it rubbed in his face. Especially by her. Once she figured it out, it was only a matter of time before she moved on to someone else.
"Spike." She whined, exasperated. How could she make this more simple? "I'm not saying I'm better than you. I'm saying that's how they see it, so it's hard for them to comprehend. Okay?" She touched his arm to emphasize her point. He uncrossed his arms and pulled her into a hug. He heard a whimpering and realized it was coming from Buffy. "Luv? Why are you crying?" He pulled away to look at her.
"I don't know. it's these damn pregnancy hormones." It was odd to see someone angry when they were crying, but that was Buffy. The little drops continued to fall, so Spike led her over to the couch and just held her. He still didn't see what all the tears were about, but he was there for Buffy regardless. He may not always understand her, but he knew how to be there for her.
"Anya?" He pulled the door open to get a better look. "What are you doing here?" He tentatively led her over to the couch.
"I'm still mad at you. You said you didn't want to marry me. But I want to marry you Xander. Very much. So we are going to get married, you understand me?" she looked over at him with a resolved look on her face. Xander grinned and pulled Anya in for a kiss.
"I want to marry you. I want to marry you so, so much." They pulled away and Anya reached into her purse and pulled out a catalog.
"Then we better get back on the ball. We have to make up for lost time. Which flowers do you like?" Xander sighed, closed his eyes, and pointed to one.