Start, part 20.
All right, my lovelies. Here we go. Sorry for the delay. Haha. Spuffy goodness here we come. To... Tigerwolf, and Dawn. :) For always asking Dawnie. And Tigerwolf, for liking it, but telling me "Change this". I appreciate it. Um... Own nothing. But I'm getting nakee James for my birthday, which is like... today, if today is the 13th. YAY!!!!! *squeals and hops up and down* Anyway, thank you all for your sweet reviews. I appreciate them.
I am the dannnnnnncing queen.... young and sweet.... only 17.... I CAN DANCE! I CAN JIIIIIIIII-IIIIVE! HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE!!!!!! IF YOU WANT MY BODY..... AND YOU THINK I'M SEXY!!!! C'MON SUGAR LET ME KNOOOOOOO-OOOOW! *points at Dawnie* *Elvis-ish* That was for you, baby.
Always.
Tequila Sunrise.
Dawn walked into Buffy's room, and saw her sister sleeping with her head at the foot of the bed, on her back, uncovered. She smiled at the sight of all the shoes strewn around the room. Buffy was having trouble finding the right shoes. And decided to sleep on it apparently. Crawling onto the bed slowly, Dawn lay beside her sister. Looking at Buffy's small smile, she fell asleep too.
And woke to Buffy's awake smile. "Hey sleepyhead."
"Hey, Buffy." The line between her eyebrows betrayed the small grin she was giving her older sister.
"What's wrong?" Buffy sat up.
"I was... ya know... thinking about Mom." Dawn sat up, too. "We used to talk a lot."
Buffy smiled softly. "Yeah?"
"I told her how... I wanted to get married. But love marrying doesn't work out. So... I was going money approach. But she said-" The young teens eyes welled unexpectedly, and she bit her lip.
Buffy ran a hand up Dawn arm, and over her hair. "What did she say, Dawnie?"
"That marrying for love was the only thing worth marrying for. Money could be spent, but- She wanted you to marry for love, Buffy. She wanted that. She knew... Your life was hard. And... and unexpected things happened. But all she wanted was for you to love someone and get a happily ever after." A tiny sob escaped her. "And you don't get one."
Buffy held the crying teen's face in her hands. "Dawn... Spike loves us. He wants what's best for all of us. You, me, and the baby." She misted up a bit herself. "He's a good man. He wants to take care of us."
Dawn jerked her head back. "So does Giles. And Xander. You didn't jump into bed with either of them."
Buffy blinked. "A part of me... Dawn..." She didn't speak older to younger. Woman to woman. She spoke, loving sister to loving sister. "A part of me is afraid to let someone have my heart again. I'm not... not good at the couple thing. I've never found someone who didn't care *what* I was, but *who* I was. Spike was the first one to see that they're one and the same. He's as strong as me. Asinine like me. But he's so open about his feelings, and it confuses me. A part of me loves him, just for giving me my baby." She laughed dryly. "A part of me wants to kill him for it, too." She licked her lips, and held Dawn's hands between her own. "I guess, what... what I'm trying to... to say, is that... a part of me... a big part of me is in l- love with Spike." Heaving out a sigh, she finished, "And the other part of me is trying desperately to pull back and save myself."
Dawn looked into her sister's confused eyes, and gave a tiny smile. Reaching forward to hug her sister, she realized Buffy had spoken to her like an equal. Her smile spread a little bit more. She had also admitted, partly, to loving Spike. The smile turned to a full-fledged grin.
Walking into the room, holding a suit bag, Spike grinned at his hugging women. "Hello, cuties."
Detangling herself from her sister, Dawn grinned hugely at Spike. "Hello."
"What's *that* grin for, Nibblet?" He stopped, frowned. "That wanker bastard better not have asked you out. And the answer is no. It's bleedin' always no!" He rounded on Buffy. "You didn't tell her YES, did you??"
The girls laughed and Dawn slipped past Spike out the door saying, "He hasn't asked yet, but I'll remember when he does. Yes, wasn't it ?" Her laughter echoed down the hall.
Spike shook his head. Leaning with one knee on the bed, he stroked a hand down Buffy's cheek. "What're you doing tonight?"
Buffy smiled quickly, averting her eyes. "Eh... Nothing much! I've just been looking for... shoes. Ya know... to match the dress."
Spike nodded. "Why don't we go out to dinner?"
"Why?"
He blinked incredulously at her. "'Cuz I bloody well want to take my fiancee out to dinner!"
"Ok."
Spike blinked at her again. Too easy. "All right, luv. I'm gonna hop in the shower. Be ready at eight." Grabbing some clothes, and a towel, he walked to the bathroom.
Safely in the shower, the water on, he braced his hands on the tile as the water beat down on his back. Her words swam through his head.
"A part of me... a big part of me is in l- love with Spike."
The words he'd waited to hear for... too long. Choked laughter fell from his throat. He turned to face the spray again, closed his eyes against it. Tried not to be ashamed of the tears that stung the corners of his eyes. He laughed again. Looked at the ceiling, said, "Thank you. I know... you're giving me so much... But... This is the only thing I wanted... She'll fall in love with me completely tonight."
His small monologue was cut off by a small knocking on the door.
"What?"
Buffy peeked her head in the door. "How should I dress?"
He didn't lean out the curtain. He could still feel the triumph shining in his eyes. "Formal. Not too. Maybe... nice night at the Bronze- esque."
"Ok."
Buffy sat at her vanity, making herself up. She was going to let Spike love her. Totally. She would tell him tonight. Confidence weighted her hand, and her makeup reflected her mood. Suddenly sure of her footing, she felt better. Even though the dress felt foolish on, she thought she looked all right. Of course, seven months pregnant didn't make for the most svelte of figures.
She stood in front of the mirror, surveyed herself. The red knit dress clung, pronouncing her elongated stomach, wider hips, and, she noted with a smile, her bigger boobs. The small cap sleeves fit, and she took off the necklace Spike had given her. She replaced it with a diamond teardrop that settled between her breasts. She slipped into her heels, checked the clock. For some reason, she knew that Spike wouldn't be coming into the room again. 6:56 pm.
Spike adjusted the tie, then pulled it off. To hell with them. He pulled on a black suit jacket, looked in the bathroom mirror. Grinned rakishly. No, this wasn't his wedding tuxedo, but a black suit always HAD looked pretty good on him. He walked downstairs, checked the clock. 6:59.
Buffy walked to the hall stairs. It was seven. Time. She took her first step down, and saw Spike staring up at her, holding one red rose.
Confusion knitted her brow. Suddenly it cleared.
This was their first date.
End, Part 20.
Ok... I'm thinking there will be like.... between three and four more chapters, and that'll be it for Convoluted. Maybe I'll work on Goodnight, Sunrise, but I dont think a lot of people liked it. I dunno. But.... More to come... :) R&R *huge huggles to the sweet reviewers* Do you guys know how much you make me smile?? Btw, Tigerwolf, we totally kicked ass last night! We gotta do it more! :) *waves excitedly* Byes!!!
Always.
Tequila Sunrise
All right, my lovelies. Here we go. Sorry for the delay. Haha. Spuffy goodness here we come. To... Tigerwolf, and Dawn. :) For always asking Dawnie. And Tigerwolf, for liking it, but telling me "Change this". I appreciate it. Um... Own nothing. But I'm getting nakee James for my birthday, which is like... today, if today is the 13th. YAY!!!!! *squeals and hops up and down* Anyway, thank you all for your sweet reviews. I appreciate them.
I am the dannnnnnncing queen.... young and sweet.... only 17.... I CAN DANCE! I CAN JIIIIIIIII-IIIIVE! HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE!!!!!! IF YOU WANT MY BODY..... AND YOU THINK I'M SEXY!!!! C'MON SUGAR LET ME KNOOOOOOO-OOOOW! *points at Dawnie* *Elvis-ish* That was for you, baby.
Always.
Tequila Sunrise.
Dawn walked into Buffy's room, and saw her sister sleeping with her head at the foot of the bed, on her back, uncovered. She smiled at the sight of all the shoes strewn around the room. Buffy was having trouble finding the right shoes. And decided to sleep on it apparently. Crawling onto the bed slowly, Dawn lay beside her sister. Looking at Buffy's small smile, she fell asleep too.
And woke to Buffy's awake smile. "Hey sleepyhead."
"Hey, Buffy." The line between her eyebrows betrayed the small grin she was giving her older sister.
"What's wrong?" Buffy sat up.
"I was... ya know... thinking about Mom." Dawn sat up, too. "We used to talk a lot."
Buffy smiled softly. "Yeah?"
"I told her how... I wanted to get married. But love marrying doesn't work out. So... I was going money approach. But she said-" The young teens eyes welled unexpectedly, and she bit her lip.
Buffy ran a hand up Dawn arm, and over her hair. "What did she say, Dawnie?"
"That marrying for love was the only thing worth marrying for. Money could be spent, but- She wanted you to marry for love, Buffy. She wanted that. She knew... Your life was hard. And... and unexpected things happened. But all she wanted was for you to love someone and get a happily ever after." A tiny sob escaped her. "And you don't get one."
Buffy held the crying teen's face in her hands. "Dawn... Spike loves us. He wants what's best for all of us. You, me, and the baby." She misted up a bit herself. "He's a good man. He wants to take care of us."
Dawn jerked her head back. "So does Giles. And Xander. You didn't jump into bed with either of them."
Buffy blinked. "A part of me... Dawn..." She didn't speak older to younger. Woman to woman. She spoke, loving sister to loving sister. "A part of me is afraid to let someone have my heart again. I'm not... not good at the couple thing. I've never found someone who didn't care *what* I was, but *who* I was. Spike was the first one to see that they're one and the same. He's as strong as me. Asinine like me. But he's so open about his feelings, and it confuses me. A part of me loves him, just for giving me my baby." She laughed dryly. "A part of me wants to kill him for it, too." She licked her lips, and held Dawn's hands between her own. "I guess, what... what I'm trying to... to say, is that... a part of me... a big part of me is in l- love with Spike." Heaving out a sigh, she finished, "And the other part of me is trying desperately to pull back and save myself."
Dawn looked into her sister's confused eyes, and gave a tiny smile. Reaching forward to hug her sister, she realized Buffy had spoken to her like an equal. Her smile spread a little bit more. She had also admitted, partly, to loving Spike. The smile turned to a full-fledged grin.
Walking into the room, holding a suit bag, Spike grinned at his hugging women. "Hello, cuties."
Detangling herself from her sister, Dawn grinned hugely at Spike. "Hello."
"What's *that* grin for, Nibblet?" He stopped, frowned. "That wanker bastard better not have asked you out. And the answer is no. It's bleedin' always no!" He rounded on Buffy. "You didn't tell her YES, did you??"
The girls laughed and Dawn slipped past Spike out the door saying, "He hasn't asked yet, but I'll remember when he does. Yes, wasn't it ?" Her laughter echoed down the hall.
Spike shook his head. Leaning with one knee on the bed, he stroked a hand down Buffy's cheek. "What're you doing tonight?"
Buffy smiled quickly, averting her eyes. "Eh... Nothing much! I've just been looking for... shoes. Ya know... to match the dress."
Spike nodded. "Why don't we go out to dinner?"
"Why?"
He blinked incredulously at her. "'Cuz I bloody well want to take my fiancee out to dinner!"
"Ok."
Spike blinked at her again. Too easy. "All right, luv. I'm gonna hop in the shower. Be ready at eight." Grabbing some clothes, and a towel, he walked to the bathroom.
Safely in the shower, the water on, he braced his hands on the tile as the water beat down on his back. Her words swam through his head.
"A part of me... a big part of me is in l- love with Spike."
The words he'd waited to hear for... too long. Choked laughter fell from his throat. He turned to face the spray again, closed his eyes against it. Tried not to be ashamed of the tears that stung the corners of his eyes. He laughed again. Looked at the ceiling, said, "Thank you. I know... you're giving me so much... But... This is the only thing I wanted... She'll fall in love with me completely tonight."
His small monologue was cut off by a small knocking on the door.
"What?"
Buffy peeked her head in the door. "How should I dress?"
He didn't lean out the curtain. He could still feel the triumph shining in his eyes. "Formal. Not too. Maybe... nice night at the Bronze- esque."
"Ok."
Buffy sat at her vanity, making herself up. She was going to let Spike love her. Totally. She would tell him tonight. Confidence weighted her hand, and her makeup reflected her mood. Suddenly sure of her footing, she felt better. Even though the dress felt foolish on, she thought she looked all right. Of course, seven months pregnant didn't make for the most svelte of figures.
She stood in front of the mirror, surveyed herself. The red knit dress clung, pronouncing her elongated stomach, wider hips, and, she noted with a smile, her bigger boobs. The small cap sleeves fit, and she took off the necklace Spike had given her. She replaced it with a diamond teardrop that settled between her breasts. She slipped into her heels, checked the clock. For some reason, she knew that Spike wouldn't be coming into the room again. 6:56 pm.
Spike adjusted the tie, then pulled it off. To hell with them. He pulled on a black suit jacket, looked in the bathroom mirror. Grinned rakishly. No, this wasn't his wedding tuxedo, but a black suit always HAD looked pretty good on him. He walked downstairs, checked the clock. 6:59.
Buffy walked to the hall stairs. It was seven. Time. She took her first step down, and saw Spike staring up at her, holding one red rose.
Confusion knitted her brow. Suddenly it cleared.
This was their first date.
End, Part 20.
Ok... I'm thinking there will be like.... between three and four more chapters, and that'll be it for Convoluted. Maybe I'll work on Goodnight, Sunrise, but I dont think a lot of people liked it. I dunno. But.... More to come... :) R&R *huge huggles to the sweet reviewers* Do you guys know how much you make me smile?? Btw, Tigerwolf, we totally kicked ass last night! We gotta do it more! :) *waves excitedly* Byes!!!
Always.
Tequila Sunrise