I'll be there 3/3
Disclaimer: I really don't I need to repeat myself: see Part 1 or 2, take your pick. Hey, turns out I did need to repeat myself! : )
Author's Note: Okay, so this is the end, I managed to get the characters to where I wanted them to be : ) Damn things normally just seem to do what they want! Thanks to those who reviewed P2 since I wasn't going to write anymore if people hated it: Thank you : ) (by the way the J's that appeared in my story in the previous part aren't meant to be there (shock!) they appear on my screen as smiley faces but for some reason fanfic.net turns them into J's: go figure!)
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Previously On Buffy the Vampire Slayer:
"This could never work. You Slayer, me Vampire; are you bloody stupid or something?" *Yeah piss her 'til she stakes you that'll solve all your problems*.
"So, you're what? Leaving for my own good? I hate you!". She turned and stormed out of the crypt. Spike's horror melted into a look of revulsion. *Oh sodding hell, I've turned into Angel!*.
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*Yeah, focus on that part of what she was telling you. She said she hated you, you sodding fool, you've just let her walk away, do you really want to be your sire?*. *I'm not bloody Hairangel! Buffy and I can't be together we'd end up killing each other*. *Unlike now?*. Spike sighed and sat down, wearily rubbing his hand across his face. *Do you love her?* Spike swallowed heavily *I….I can't*
Buffy rolled her eyes in frustration. The anger was burning blindingly within her, she had to stay mad, if she stopped she'd collapse into tears. Buffy tossed that thought aside, *Stupid sodding vampire, Why the hell won't he accept what's between us, I know he can feel it too.* Buffy was distraught, everyone she let herself get romantically involved with left her, *This is so unfair, what do I do, only save the world! What do I get, sodding misery. Maybe getting drunk would help*. The logical part of Buffy started yelling loudly at this point, *Us and alcohol, are you crazy!?* as Buffy strode determinedly towards Willy's Bar, it decided *reason has left the building*.
Meanwhile Spike was wallowing in a pit of despair. *I can't leave, 'cause if she got hurt it would be my fault* *Nothing to do with the fact that you would miss her for every hour of every second of every..* "Shut up" Spike growled cutting off the voice, it was beginning to sound too much like William for his liking. He needed to drown it out, drown being the operative word. He turned around to grab his duster. "Bitch" he swore as he realised Buffy was still wearing it. Grumbling loudly he headed towards Willy's Bar.
"Set 'em up Joe" Buffy declared loudly, already on her third vodka shot. "Look Slayer, don't you think you've had enough?" Willy said, he was getting worried, apart from one very depressed slayer the bar also contained several demons who might take offence at the slayer using their watering hole. "I can handlemeliquor" Buffy slurred.
Spike stormed into the bar slamming the door closed behind him. "Pint of O negative" he growled. But he was knocked to the ground by a squealing Slayer
"Spike you didn't leave!"
From his position on the ground Spike looked up at the Slayer perched on his ribcage.
"Bloody hell Slayer, what the hell…..'ere are you drunk?"
"No Spike! Buffy and drink bad mix-y things!"
Spike struggled to push himself upright displacing the Slayer onto his lap.
"Get up Slayer"
"No, don't want to"
"Well I want you to"
"No you don't. I can tell" said Buffy grinning at him. Spike swallowed ducking his gaze.
"OK Slayer, I'm taking you home" he said lifting her off his lap and onto a bar stool.
Buffy beamed at him, leaning forward to whisper in his ear. Spike's eyes went wide.
"Not what I meant Slayer! I'm dropping you off at home so you can sober up" he explained. His voice sounded funny to his own ears and desperately tried to clear his throat.
Spike was struggling to keep Buffy from falling on her face.
"Bloody hell luv, will you stop fighting me! I'm trying to keep you upright"
"Me?!" exclaimed Buffy "You're the one weaving all over the road" Spike just rolled his eyes in response, making the descision that it would be easier and quicker he swept her up into his arms, carrying her up to the front porch *nothing to do with how much you want to feel her in your arms at all* Spike swore the voice could smirk.
He tried to put her down on the step, "Your stop luv" he declared, but Buffy determinedly kept her arms wound around his neck a tear rolling down her cheek. "No you'll leave" she whimpered. Spike stared down into her tear filled eyes, and he felt his heart breaking for the second time in two days. "Damn" he muttered. Picking her up again and carrying her through the door.
Spike laid Buffy down on the bed, gazing down at her sleeping form. He tried to untangle her arms from around his neck so he could stand up. However, she just mumbled and pulled him closer to her causing Spike to stumble onto the bed beside her. Giving up on trying to extricate himself from her grip, he lay down beside her and fell asleep. A slow smile spread over Buffy's face in her sleep as she snuggled into Spike's chest.
Spike lifted his heavy eyelids and took a deep breath to try to wake himself up. His stunned brain registering Buffy's scent and the presence of her warm body pressed up against his. Before he could stop it a smile broke out over his face, he couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so happy.
Spike was broken from his reverie by a groan from Buffy. He rolled over so he could look at her "Hey" he whispered. Next to him Buffy froze. She opened her eyes to see Spike's face eclipsing the rest of her room.
"What……….what happened, why are you here?" Buffy said wincing at the volume of her voice.
"You wouldn't let me go" he murmured, letting a small smile pull on the corner of his mouth. Buffy just stared at him, the recollections of last night rushing over her as she gazed into his eyes, a blush colouring her cheeks. Spike lent towards her
"I love you" he whispered catching her mouth with his own.
THE END
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