"Bloody fucking hell," Spike swore, naked, hiding under Buffy's bed, seriously in pain.
"What the hell is going on," a naked Buffy asked from the bed, she was bouncing and it was sending the mattress dangerously close to flattening him, "What just happened. What the hell was that. I saw you in sunlight. That was a heart that was beating. You're a vampire, not supposed to happen. What the hell???"
Buffy stormed around the room. The sweet girl he had just made love to had turned back into the Slayer. He listened to her get her clothes on. He saw her pick up his clothes, but the hope that she was going to help him faded as she threw them in the bright spot of her room.
"Buffy love," he gasped.
He was so stunned. The careful composure that was the image of Spike was crumbled. He was completely unable to say anything. Anything he could say would be an understatement.
His heart was no longer beating, but his body was not able to forget that very short time ago his body had been alive again. He couldn't say anything more than that.
Buffy grabbed his duster and stormed out of the room.
***
She was angry. In the kitchen the coffee was brewing and a very worn and beaten Scooby Gang sat at her table.
"Does anyone want to explain?" she asked with a voice full of anger.
Willow looked up at her red-eyed. Xander couldn't meet her eyes. Giles' face was covered by an ice pack.
"Well I will, you sacrificed Faith so I could live."
"It isn't like that," Xander attempted.
"Well I'm sorry it looks like that."
"It was Faith's idea," Willow said quietly.
"I now see why Slayers don't have friends, they just stand in the way of my duties."
"Buffy, you don't understand.."
She interrupted Giles.
"You are my Watcher. You aren't supposed to lie to keep me away from things I am supposed to do. This was my fight. You aren't supposed to be involved. You watch."
"And you…" she growled at her friends.
"Buffy?"
Buffy whirled to see Dawn at the door.
Dawn was looking at her like she had never hoped to wake up to see Buffy alive.
Buffy's anger boiled away.
Dawn had no one else in this world.
Buffy suddenly felt dizzy. She ran into the bathroom and threw up.
Giles, Xander, and Willow looked at each other. Fortunately they had planed for contingencies. No one was going to be happy for awhile.
But Buffy was alive.
******
Spike laid under the bed for an hour before Dawn came up to the room. She closed the curtains.
"You can come out now."
Spike groaned.
"Nibblet, want to hand me my clothes."
Dawn giggled. Spike's pants slid under the bed.
Spike pulled himself into the dark room.
"I'm not telling Xander this one. He is having a hard enough time with Anya talking to you about orgasms."
Spike wasn't up for small talk.
"Buffy?"
Dawn smiled, "She alive. This worked. Thank you."
Then a shadow crossed her face, "She left though. She had to go to Los Angeles to find out about Faith. I think its okay. Willow went with her. They aren't really taking right now, but at least she isn't alone. Willow promised to bring her back."
Spike nodded and covered his face in his hands. He remembered what it was like to be alive. He remember that just a few seconds ago he had not been a vampire.
"The moon was full last night wasn't it?"
Dawn nodded.
The warlock hadn't lied. He had gotten his wish.
He just hoped that she had her wish.
***
Giles went to England to do some Watcher Business, a new slayer had been called. Giles was petitioning to write a journal on the Sunnydale Hellmouth, and he was also in a bit of trouble over the whole Faith dying situation. However the council would likely not mind a rouge Slayer's death if the cause was a good one. She probably would get written up in a positive light.
Tara had gone with him. She missed Willow, the idea of studying witchcraft in the Council library seemed like a good distraction. Willow learned by instinct, Tara thought it would be good for her to balance Willow out by the new things she learned.
They both would be on a plane when they received news that Buffy was back.
Anya and Xander had decided to play parents to Dawn while Buffy was away. Xander's phobia of parenthood stemmed from his parents and Anya thought being a temporary parent would hurry along their chances of having a baby.
Dawn studied and began to capture the world through a camera lens.
Spike had stayed away. Perhaps he was a Scooby, but he just couldn't face them. He was far too confused. His afternoons consisted of watching Passions, helping Dawn with her French homework after school and at night he would patrol, some vamps would never leave Sunnydale alone. It was too much of a legend. Hellmouth or no.
It wasn't much life, but he was dead anyways.
He was waiting for her.
"What the hell is going on," a naked Buffy asked from the bed, she was bouncing and it was sending the mattress dangerously close to flattening him, "What just happened. What the hell was that. I saw you in sunlight. That was a heart that was beating. You're a vampire, not supposed to happen. What the hell???"
Buffy stormed around the room. The sweet girl he had just made love to had turned back into the Slayer. He listened to her get her clothes on. He saw her pick up his clothes, but the hope that she was going to help him faded as she threw them in the bright spot of her room.
"Buffy love," he gasped.
He was so stunned. The careful composure that was the image of Spike was crumbled. He was completely unable to say anything. Anything he could say would be an understatement.
His heart was no longer beating, but his body was not able to forget that very short time ago his body had been alive again. He couldn't say anything more than that.
Buffy grabbed his duster and stormed out of the room.
***
She was angry. In the kitchen the coffee was brewing and a very worn and beaten Scooby Gang sat at her table.
"Does anyone want to explain?" she asked with a voice full of anger.
Willow looked up at her red-eyed. Xander couldn't meet her eyes. Giles' face was covered by an ice pack.
"Well I will, you sacrificed Faith so I could live."
"It isn't like that," Xander attempted.
"Well I'm sorry it looks like that."
"It was Faith's idea," Willow said quietly.
"I now see why Slayers don't have friends, they just stand in the way of my duties."
"Buffy, you don't understand.."
She interrupted Giles.
"You are my Watcher. You aren't supposed to lie to keep me away from things I am supposed to do. This was my fight. You aren't supposed to be involved. You watch."
"And you…" she growled at her friends.
"Buffy?"
Buffy whirled to see Dawn at the door.
Dawn was looking at her like she had never hoped to wake up to see Buffy alive.
Buffy's anger boiled away.
Dawn had no one else in this world.
Buffy suddenly felt dizzy. She ran into the bathroom and threw up.
Giles, Xander, and Willow looked at each other. Fortunately they had planed for contingencies. No one was going to be happy for awhile.
But Buffy was alive.
******
Spike laid under the bed for an hour before Dawn came up to the room. She closed the curtains.
"You can come out now."
Spike groaned.
"Nibblet, want to hand me my clothes."
Dawn giggled. Spike's pants slid under the bed.
Spike pulled himself into the dark room.
"I'm not telling Xander this one. He is having a hard enough time with Anya talking to you about orgasms."
Spike wasn't up for small talk.
"Buffy?"
Dawn smiled, "She alive. This worked. Thank you."
Then a shadow crossed her face, "She left though. She had to go to Los Angeles to find out about Faith. I think its okay. Willow went with her. They aren't really taking right now, but at least she isn't alone. Willow promised to bring her back."
Spike nodded and covered his face in his hands. He remembered what it was like to be alive. He remember that just a few seconds ago he had not been a vampire.
"The moon was full last night wasn't it?"
Dawn nodded.
The warlock hadn't lied. He had gotten his wish.
He just hoped that she had her wish.
***
Giles went to England to do some Watcher Business, a new slayer had been called. Giles was petitioning to write a journal on the Sunnydale Hellmouth, and he was also in a bit of trouble over the whole Faith dying situation. However the council would likely not mind a rouge Slayer's death if the cause was a good one. She probably would get written up in a positive light.
Tara had gone with him. She missed Willow, the idea of studying witchcraft in the Council library seemed like a good distraction. Willow learned by instinct, Tara thought it would be good for her to balance Willow out by the new things she learned.
They both would be on a plane when they received news that Buffy was back.
Anya and Xander had decided to play parents to Dawn while Buffy was away. Xander's phobia of parenthood stemmed from his parents and Anya thought being a temporary parent would hurry along their chances of having a baby.
Dawn studied and began to capture the world through a camera lens.
Spike had stayed away. Perhaps he was a Scooby, but he just couldn't face them. He was far too confused. His afternoons consisted of watching Passions, helping Dawn with her French homework after school and at night he would patrol, some vamps would never leave Sunnydale alone. It was too much of a legend. Hellmouth or no.
It wasn't much life, but he was dead anyways.
He was waiting for her.