Buffy woke up in her own house in her mother's room, in her mother's
bed. Only, her mother wasn't in it. She looked over at the windows. The
sun had shown through, reflecting light on the carpet.
She layed there wondering why she was in her mother's room, when an arm was drawn over her stomach.
"Morning," a familiar voice said. Too familiar. She looked over and saw Spike, laying with her in the same bed. She sprang up and noticed two pictures in nice pictures frames. They were of her and Spike, married. They were both in a church, with all of their friends, in wedding attire.
She looked at her left hand and placed on her ring finger was a wedding ring, complete with three diamonds. 'Married,' she thought, 'To Spike.' Something Buffy had wished would never happen.
Buffy jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. She didn't even hear Spike when he asked her what was wrong.
She jumped off the stairs into the living room. Buffy was shocked at what she saw. There were many pictures of her and Spike together. She noticed that she was happy. Smiling, laughing, having a fun time. But with Spike. 'How is that possible?' she wondered. She hated Spike. She hated the thought of being with him. And now she loves him and is married to him.
Buffy heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She looked behind her and Spike came into view, pulling on his pants to keep them up.
"You alright, love?" he asked in his thick english accent.
With her arms crossed, Buffy turned her head to look at him and then focused her attention on the pictures.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." But she wasn't. She had a hard time swallowing all of this. She looked at all of the pictures. There was one that really caught her eye. She was with her friends, Willow, Xander, and Anya, and Spike. They were at a party that was thrown for a friends birthday. They were smiling. Even Xander, who also hated Spike. He was standing right next to him. Smiling.
Buffy drew her attention away from the pictures and noticed that Spike was walking into the kitchen.
"Spike," she called to him before he had a chance to leave the room.
He turned around to speak to her, "Yes, love?" He waited for Buffy to speak.
She opened her mouth to talk but hesitated. She did the same thing once more before asking him her question. "How long have we been married?" She regretted asking the question but she had to know.
Spike seemed a little hurt that his wife couldn't remember how long they have been married. 'She should know that,' he thought. "Almost four months," he still wondered if everything was alright. He didn't quite believe her when she said that she was fine. "Are you sure you're alright?" he thought he'd ask again, just to make sure.
"Yeah, Spike. I'm fine." She started trekking upstairs when Spike stopped her.
"Do you want any breakfast? I'll make something for you." he seemed really concerned. He had that look on his face.
She thought for a moment. "Um, no," she answered, "I'm just going to take a shower." She smiled at him and head upstairs. He murmured an ok but she didn't pay any attention to it. 'Newlyweds,' she thought. She was surprised at the way he seemed concerned for her.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------- Buffy got out of the shower and got dressed. She slipped into a turquoise turtleneck sweater and black pants. She walked downstairs into the kitchen for something to eat. To her surprise, Spike was still there. He was staring at the paper. He looked up and saw her walk into the kitchen.
"Anything special you want?" She looked at him and noticed the caring look in his eyes.
"No, thank you," he had that 'oh' expression on his face when she said that, "I'm just going to go outside for some fresh air. I'll be in soon." She went to the back door and opened it to go outside. Spike looked at her as she left.
Buffy walked into the front yard. She crossed her arms and thought. 'I just don't get it. How is this possible?'
As if on cue, Spike walked out into the front yard with her. She looked at him and had a big expression on her face. He wasn't supposed to go outside in the light or else he end up as dust.
But when he didn't explode into tiny pieces of ashes, she cried out in excitement. "Spike," she called, "You're human!"
He looked at her like she was crazy. "Um, yeah. I've always been human." Buffy felt slightly embarrased. She got real quiet and her cheeks had gotten a little pink.
"Oh," she said, "Sorry."
Spike still had doubts of her being fine. "Buffy, are you sure you're alright? Are you sure you don't need anything?"
Buffy knew what she needed. "Yeah, I'm fine," she told him, "and there is something that I need."
Spike wanted to get her whatever she needed. "What's that?"
She stood there looking into nothing. "Answers," she replied, "and I need them now."
She layed there wondering why she was in her mother's room, when an arm was drawn over her stomach.
"Morning," a familiar voice said. Too familiar. She looked over and saw Spike, laying with her in the same bed. She sprang up and noticed two pictures in nice pictures frames. They were of her and Spike, married. They were both in a church, with all of their friends, in wedding attire.
She looked at her left hand and placed on her ring finger was a wedding ring, complete with three diamonds. 'Married,' she thought, 'To Spike.' Something Buffy had wished would never happen.
Buffy jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. She didn't even hear Spike when he asked her what was wrong.
She jumped off the stairs into the living room. Buffy was shocked at what she saw. There were many pictures of her and Spike together. She noticed that she was happy. Smiling, laughing, having a fun time. But with Spike. 'How is that possible?' she wondered. She hated Spike. She hated the thought of being with him. And now she loves him and is married to him.
Buffy heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She looked behind her and Spike came into view, pulling on his pants to keep them up.
"You alright, love?" he asked in his thick english accent.
With her arms crossed, Buffy turned her head to look at him and then focused her attention on the pictures.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." But she wasn't. She had a hard time swallowing all of this. She looked at all of the pictures. There was one that really caught her eye. She was with her friends, Willow, Xander, and Anya, and Spike. They were at a party that was thrown for a friends birthday. They were smiling. Even Xander, who also hated Spike. He was standing right next to him. Smiling.
Buffy drew her attention away from the pictures and noticed that Spike was walking into the kitchen.
"Spike," she called to him before he had a chance to leave the room.
He turned around to speak to her, "Yes, love?" He waited for Buffy to speak.
She opened her mouth to talk but hesitated. She did the same thing once more before asking him her question. "How long have we been married?" She regretted asking the question but she had to know.
Spike seemed a little hurt that his wife couldn't remember how long they have been married. 'She should know that,' he thought. "Almost four months," he still wondered if everything was alright. He didn't quite believe her when she said that she was fine. "Are you sure you're alright?" he thought he'd ask again, just to make sure.
"Yeah, Spike. I'm fine." She started trekking upstairs when Spike stopped her.
"Do you want any breakfast? I'll make something for you." he seemed really concerned. He had that look on his face.
She thought for a moment. "Um, no," she answered, "I'm just going to take a shower." She smiled at him and head upstairs. He murmured an ok but she didn't pay any attention to it. 'Newlyweds,' she thought. She was surprised at the way he seemed concerned for her.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------- Buffy got out of the shower and got dressed. She slipped into a turquoise turtleneck sweater and black pants. She walked downstairs into the kitchen for something to eat. To her surprise, Spike was still there. He was staring at the paper. He looked up and saw her walk into the kitchen.
"Anything special you want?" She looked at him and noticed the caring look in his eyes.
"No, thank you," he had that 'oh' expression on his face when she said that, "I'm just going to go outside for some fresh air. I'll be in soon." She went to the back door and opened it to go outside. Spike looked at her as she left.
Buffy walked into the front yard. She crossed her arms and thought. 'I just don't get it. How is this possible?'
As if on cue, Spike walked out into the front yard with her. She looked at him and had a big expression on her face. He wasn't supposed to go outside in the light or else he end up as dust.
But when he didn't explode into tiny pieces of ashes, she cried out in excitement. "Spike," she called, "You're human!"
He looked at her like she was crazy. "Um, yeah. I've always been human." Buffy felt slightly embarrased. She got real quiet and her cheeks had gotten a little pink.
"Oh," she said, "Sorry."
Spike still had doubts of her being fine. "Buffy, are you sure you're alright? Are you sure you don't need anything?"
Buffy knew what she needed. "Yeah, I'm fine," she told him, "and there is something that I need."
Spike wanted to get her whatever she needed. "What's that?"
She stood there looking into nothing. "Answers," she replied, "and I need them now."