When Buffy entered the shop, she saw Willow and Xander sitting at a big
round table in the center.
"Hi! You made it! Cool!" Willow said.
"Yeah," Buffy said, sitting down next to her at the table. "So, what are you guys doing?"
"We're cataloging, for Giles," Xander said.
"Speaking of him, where is he?" Spike asked.
"He's in the back, with the rest of the shipment," Willow answered.
"I'll be back, guys," Spike said, as he got up and walked to the back room of the shop. Willow and Xander returned to finishing their work.
"Does any of this stuff really work?" Buffy asked after a few minutes silence.
"No, not really. I mean, yeah, there are spells and stuff that probably do, but it's not what you see on TV like on that show, 'Charmed,' or that stupid soap opera, 'Passions,'" Willow said, getting up from the table and going over to one of the shelves. "Like this is an Orb of Thesula. All it is is a shiny rock, but to people who study witchcraft and stuff, it's a soul catcher or something," Willow said, looking at the rock.
"Oh," Buffy said, getting up and moving over to a bookshelf and pulling out one of the books. "Demonology and Witchcraft: Volume 2. I can't believe people believe this junk," she said aloud, mostly to herself, but Willow heard and walked over to her.
"Yeah, but some of the stuff is neat to look at," she said, as Buffy put the book back.
"Yeah, neat," she said, somewhat distracted, looking at the case of jewelry next to the bookshelf.
Willow noticed this and walked behind the case, pulling Buffy with her. She took a set of keys out of her pocket and opened the top.
"Wow!" Buffy said, as she picked up a necklace that had a heart with what looked like a spike going through it. "It's pretty," she said, noticing how it looked like real blood on the spike, and where it entered the heart. She put the necklace back in its original place, and Willow closed the case just as Spike and an older man with a gray suit and glasses came out of the back room.
"Buffy, come here!" Spike called from the cash register, in the front of the store. She walked over to him. "This is my dad," he said, looking at Buffy. "Dad, Buffy. Buffy, Dad."
"Pleased to meet you, Buffy. My name's Rupert, but feel free to call me 'Giles,'" he said, looking at Buffy.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Giles," Buffy said, but she was interrupted by him.
"Please Buffy, just Giles," he said.
"Or you can call him 'G-man,' like I do," Xander shouted across the room.
"Ha ha, Xander. Very funny. Now, I don't want to be rude, but if you all don't mind, I have some work to do. Could you please run along?" Giles asked.
"Sure, Dad. Do you mind if we stop by the house until the Bronze opens?" Spike asked, shrugging on his jacket.
"Go ahead," he answered.
"Thanks, Dad. See ya!" Spike said to his dad.
"Just don't leave a mess!" Giles shouted after them.
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Later on, at the Bronze, Xander and Willow were slow dancing. Buffy and Spike were sitting at a table close to the bar, but not too far from the dance floor. Buffy was watching the couple dance. They looked so in love, holding each other close, talking softly, and kissing. It was sweet. Buffy could only hope that she would find that kind of love.
When another slow song came up, Spike stood and extended his hand to her. "Dance?" He asked. She stood and they both walked out to the dance floor.
When they began to dance, she noted how her body fit perfectly with his. He was tall, but not overwhelming. He held her tight, but not so tight so she felt smothered. She had just met him, but she felt herself falling for him already. She felt safe with him, and she only had known him for less than a day.
"Buffy," he said, breaking her out of her thoughts.
"Yes?" She asked, looking up at him.
"You want to come over my house; hang out with us, since it's the weekend?"
"Sure," she said, resting her head on his shoulder. It's funny, she thought, I feel so comfy. I hope he does too.
The rest of that year went by pretty much the same. Buffy, Willow, Xander, and Spike would go to school, hang out at lunch, and after school. They were becoming good friends. When prom came up, Willow and Xander went together, and when Spike asked Buffy, she said yes. After prom, they finally kissed. It was filled with passion and desire, and ever since then, they had been inseparable.
** Less then year later **
"Wow, Buffy, that dress is really pretty," Willow said, as Buffy modeled a long, tight black dress.
"I think I might get it," she said, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "What about you; what are you getting?" She asked, turning to look at Willow.
"I don't know if we're going. Xander hasn't said much about it," Willow said, with sadness in her voice.
"Oh, come on, Wills. You have to go say something to Xand, because, you know what? It's prom and to top it off, it's senior prom. Last chance to make fun of the Chase sisters before graduation," Buffy said, as she went back in to the changing room to put her clothes back on.
"All right, but what about a dress. What color do you think I should get?" Willow said, as she and Buffy went back out into the shop.
"Blue," Buffy said, walking up to a blue dress that looked just like hers.
"Okay. If Xander wants to go, I'll get this one," she promised, as they went over to the cash register to pay for Buffy's dress.
Later, at Buffy's house, Willow went home and Buffy was lying on her bed with her eyes closed, willing away the headache she had gotten listening to Willow ramble on about all the fun she and Buffy were going to have at UC Sunnydale, and what classes they would take. She loved Willow to death, but sometimes she could be annoying.
When Buffy heard a knock at her door, she pulled a pillow over her head and yelled, "Whoever you are, go away!" But, they didn't listen; instead they opened the door and walked in.
"Hey," the voice said, "your aunt let me in. What's wrong? Red said you weren't feeling well." He said this as Buffy moved the pillow to look at the person sitting beside her.
"I just have a headache, Spike. No need to worry," she said, as he kicked off his shoes and settled down beside her. She cuddled up to him, and he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her lightly on the lips.
"Better?" He asked softly.
"Yeah," she answered, yawning
"Why don't you go to sleep, pet?" He whispered.
"You don't mind?" She asked, already half-asleep.
"No," he said.
"I love you," she whispered, and then she was asleep.
Spike was shocked. That was the first time he had ever heard her say that. When her words finally sunk in, he softly answered, "I love you too pet," and kissing her head, he soon fell asleep next to her.
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Meanwhile, over in Los Angeles, Riley was sitting at his laptop computer.
"Johnson!" Riley called. "Get me a plane ticket to Sunnydale, California," he ordered, when the man finally entered the room.
"Okay, Boss. How long ya staying?" The man asked, picking up the phone.
"Don't know. Till I get my girl back," Riley said, shutting off his computer.
"With all due respect, Boss, what makes you think she wants you back?" The man asked, as he dialed the number for the airport.
"Oh, she does, and if she doesn't want to admit it, I'll just have to make her," he answered, leaving the room to pack.
"Fucking psycho," the man mumbled, and went back to purchasing the ticket.
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"Hi! You made it! Cool!" Willow said.
"Yeah," Buffy said, sitting down next to her at the table. "So, what are you guys doing?"
"We're cataloging, for Giles," Xander said.
"Speaking of him, where is he?" Spike asked.
"He's in the back, with the rest of the shipment," Willow answered.
"I'll be back, guys," Spike said, as he got up and walked to the back room of the shop. Willow and Xander returned to finishing their work.
"Does any of this stuff really work?" Buffy asked after a few minutes silence.
"No, not really. I mean, yeah, there are spells and stuff that probably do, but it's not what you see on TV like on that show, 'Charmed,' or that stupid soap opera, 'Passions,'" Willow said, getting up from the table and going over to one of the shelves. "Like this is an Orb of Thesula. All it is is a shiny rock, but to people who study witchcraft and stuff, it's a soul catcher or something," Willow said, looking at the rock.
"Oh," Buffy said, getting up and moving over to a bookshelf and pulling out one of the books. "Demonology and Witchcraft: Volume 2. I can't believe people believe this junk," she said aloud, mostly to herself, but Willow heard and walked over to her.
"Yeah, but some of the stuff is neat to look at," she said, as Buffy put the book back.
"Yeah, neat," she said, somewhat distracted, looking at the case of jewelry next to the bookshelf.
Willow noticed this and walked behind the case, pulling Buffy with her. She took a set of keys out of her pocket and opened the top.
"Wow!" Buffy said, as she picked up a necklace that had a heart with what looked like a spike going through it. "It's pretty," she said, noticing how it looked like real blood on the spike, and where it entered the heart. She put the necklace back in its original place, and Willow closed the case just as Spike and an older man with a gray suit and glasses came out of the back room.
"Buffy, come here!" Spike called from the cash register, in the front of the store. She walked over to him. "This is my dad," he said, looking at Buffy. "Dad, Buffy. Buffy, Dad."
"Pleased to meet you, Buffy. My name's Rupert, but feel free to call me 'Giles,'" he said, looking at Buffy.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Giles," Buffy said, but she was interrupted by him.
"Please Buffy, just Giles," he said.
"Or you can call him 'G-man,' like I do," Xander shouted across the room.
"Ha ha, Xander. Very funny. Now, I don't want to be rude, but if you all don't mind, I have some work to do. Could you please run along?" Giles asked.
"Sure, Dad. Do you mind if we stop by the house until the Bronze opens?" Spike asked, shrugging on his jacket.
"Go ahead," he answered.
"Thanks, Dad. See ya!" Spike said to his dad.
"Just don't leave a mess!" Giles shouted after them.
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Later on, at the Bronze, Xander and Willow were slow dancing. Buffy and Spike were sitting at a table close to the bar, but not too far from the dance floor. Buffy was watching the couple dance. They looked so in love, holding each other close, talking softly, and kissing. It was sweet. Buffy could only hope that she would find that kind of love.
When another slow song came up, Spike stood and extended his hand to her. "Dance?" He asked. She stood and they both walked out to the dance floor.
When they began to dance, she noted how her body fit perfectly with his. He was tall, but not overwhelming. He held her tight, but not so tight so she felt smothered. She had just met him, but she felt herself falling for him already. She felt safe with him, and she only had known him for less than a day.
"Buffy," he said, breaking her out of her thoughts.
"Yes?" She asked, looking up at him.
"You want to come over my house; hang out with us, since it's the weekend?"
"Sure," she said, resting her head on his shoulder. It's funny, she thought, I feel so comfy. I hope he does too.
The rest of that year went by pretty much the same. Buffy, Willow, Xander, and Spike would go to school, hang out at lunch, and after school. They were becoming good friends. When prom came up, Willow and Xander went together, and when Spike asked Buffy, she said yes. After prom, they finally kissed. It was filled with passion and desire, and ever since then, they had been inseparable.
** Less then year later **
"Wow, Buffy, that dress is really pretty," Willow said, as Buffy modeled a long, tight black dress.
"I think I might get it," she said, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "What about you; what are you getting?" She asked, turning to look at Willow.
"I don't know if we're going. Xander hasn't said much about it," Willow said, with sadness in her voice.
"Oh, come on, Wills. You have to go say something to Xand, because, you know what? It's prom and to top it off, it's senior prom. Last chance to make fun of the Chase sisters before graduation," Buffy said, as she went back in to the changing room to put her clothes back on.
"All right, but what about a dress. What color do you think I should get?" Willow said, as she and Buffy went back out into the shop.
"Blue," Buffy said, walking up to a blue dress that looked just like hers.
"Okay. If Xander wants to go, I'll get this one," she promised, as they went over to the cash register to pay for Buffy's dress.
Later, at Buffy's house, Willow went home and Buffy was lying on her bed with her eyes closed, willing away the headache she had gotten listening to Willow ramble on about all the fun she and Buffy were going to have at UC Sunnydale, and what classes they would take. She loved Willow to death, but sometimes she could be annoying.
When Buffy heard a knock at her door, she pulled a pillow over her head and yelled, "Whoever you are, go away!" But, they didn't listen; instead they opened the door and walked in.
"Hey," the voice said, "your aunt let me in. What's wrong? Red said you weren't feeling well." He said this as Buffy moved the pillow to look at the person sitting beside her.
"I just have a headache, Spike. No need to worry," she said, as he kicked off his shoes and settled down beside her. She cuddled up to him, and he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her lightly on the lips.
"Better?" He asked softly.
"Yeah," she answered, yawning
"Why don't you go to sleep, pet?" He whispered.
"You don't mind?" She asked, already half-asleep.
"No," he said.
"I love you," she whispered, and then she was asleep.
Spike was shocked. That was the first time he had ever heard her say that. When her words finally sunk in, he softly answered, "I love you too pet," and kissing her head, he soon fell asleep next to her.
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Meanwhile, over in Los Angeles, Riley was sitting at his laptop computer.
"Johnson!" Riley called. "Get me a plane ticket to Sunnydale, California," he ordered, when the man finally entered the room.
"Okay, Boss. How long ya staying?" The man asked, picking up the phone.
"Don't know. Till I get my girl back," Riley said, shutting off his computer.
"With all due respect, Boss, what makes you think she wants you back?" The man asked, as he dialed the number for the airport.
"Oh, she does, and if she doesn't want to admit it, I'll just have to make her," he answered, leaving the room to pack.
"Fucking psycho," the man mumbled, and went back to purchasing the ticket.
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