"Well, Boss, it's all set up. We finally have all the cameras in all of the
rooms in the house, and around the perimeter set up, and the aunt is no
longer in the picture. I had to pull a few strings, but I got it done,"
Johnson stated, as he walked into the rundown office building.
"That's great, Johnson," Riley stated absently, looking at the monitors in front of him, watching Buffy make out with Spike, and growing even angrier.
"I've had one of the boys watch her for the past week, to get her routine down, so you know the best time to.um.get her back," Johnson said. Riley heard the uncertainty in his voice, and turned to look at him.
"Johnson, you're not thinking of backing out on me, are you?" Riley said, switching all but one monitor off.
"No, Boss," he said, backing toward the door. Riley stood and walked over to him.
"Good. You and Devon get monitor duty tonight."
"Okay, Boss."
"Good," Riley said, smiling, and turning back around to see Spike and Buffy practically screwing on the sofa in the den. The smile faded to a scowl. "Get out!" He growled, and Johnson left.
"Soon, Buffy, soon," he said, pulling out his wallet, looking at the only picture he had left of he and Buffy. They were at the beach. It was bright and sunny, and they were happy.and in his mind they would be again.
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It was just after prom, and Buffy and Spike had just gotten back, and were making out on her sofa. Buffy maneuvered herself so she was straddling his lap, which was not easy, considering the length of her dress, but lucky for her, there was a slit on both sides. One of his hands traveled up to tangle in her hair, while the other rested on her lower back, pulling her closer to him. Buffy had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Spike stopped his assault on her mouth so they could both catch their breath.
"Make love to me, Spike," Buffy said.
"You sure?" Spike asked, nipping at the tender flesh of her neck.
"Very," Buffy breathed, as Spike stood up. She wrapped her legs around his waist. Spike made his way up to Buffy's bedroom. Spike lay Buffy down on the bed. They tenderly stripped each other of their clothing, and then they made love. It was tender, but yet, it was filled with so much passion and desire. It was something that Buffy or Spike thought they would never feel. They fell asleep, holding each other close, with small smiles displayed on both of their faces.
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The next day was the last day for seniors, but it also seemed to be the longest. Buffy was sitting in her business industry class, watching all the students hug and share tearful good byes, and all she could think about was how she couldn't wait for the day to be over and school to be done with. She had a job waiting for her at Mr. Giles's magic shop. She wasn't sure if she would take it. Spike and Xander were working at a local construction site, and Willow had a job at the shop. She kept thinking about then night before; how perfect it was, how happy she was. She never thought that she could feel like that ever again after mother and father had died. Spike made her happy; he completed her. She was brought out of her thoughts by the lunch bell ringing.
The lunchroom was decorated with the class colors, and a large banner that said 'Congratulations Graduates.'
"You know, they put that sign up every year. You figure they would get a new one," Willow commented as Buffy sat down across from her.
"You know, I think I might actually miss this place," Buffy said.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's going to be weird not having to get up and come to school," Willow said, pulling out her yearbook. "Look what Faith Chase wrote in my book."
"Wow, what a bitch," Buffy said, looking at the book.
Willow
I'd like to say it was nice knowing you, but that would be a lie. I hope you and that freak loser, Xander, work out, just don't have children. Anyway, have a nice life.
Faith
"Talk about shallow. What did you write in hers?" Buffy asked.
"I wrote 'Faith, have a nice life. See you at graduation. Good luck with the future. Willow.' I was being nice, but what the hell! She's a bitch," Willow said, putting her yearbook in her bag. "I have to go meet Xander. I'll see you later," Willow said, getting up and leaving.
Buffy pulled out her yearbook, and started looking through it. There were pictures of the Chase sisters and their group of friends. She turned another page and there was a picture of Spike and she kissing in the hall. The caption under it wrote, Love in the halls of Sunnydale High. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts of the future, that she didn't even notice Spike had come in and seated himself next to her, until he set a single red rose on top of the book.
"Hey, love, you all right?" Spike asked, planting a kiss on her cheek.
"Yeah, just thinking," Buffy said, smiling. She picked up the rose, and looking at Spike, asked, "What's the rose for?"
"Well, I thought I should get you a beautiful flower, but then I realized that any flower couldn't compare to your beauty.corny, huh?" Spike said, giving her a smirk.
"No, not corny. Nice, very nice," Buffy said, leaning in to kiss him. Just as their lips touched, the bell rang. Spike deepened the kiss, but Buffy broke it, saying, "I have to go say goodbye to Sheila and Jennie. Love you," she said giving him another quick kiss and grabbing her books, then rose, hurrying away.
"Love you too," Spike said, watching her walk away. She's so beautiful he thought, and left for his last class ever in his high school career.
"That's great, Johnson," Riley stated absently, looking at the monitors in front of him, watching Buffy make out with Spike, and growing even angrier.
"I've had one of the boys watch her for the past week, to get her routine down, so you know the best time to.um.get her back," Johnson said. Riley heard the uncertainty in his voice, and turned to look at him.
"Johnson, you're not thinking of backing out on me, are you?" Riley said, switching all but one monitor off.
"No, Boss," he said, backing toward the door. Riley stood and walked over to him.
"Good. You and Devon get monitor duty tonight."
"Okay, Boss."
"Good," Riley said, smiling, and turning back around to see Spike and Buffy practically screwing on the sofa in the den. The smile faded to a scowl. "Get out!" He growled, and Johnson left.
"Soon, Buffy, soon," he said, pulling out his wallet, looking at the only picture he had left of he and Buffy. They were at the beach. It was bright and sunny, and they were happy.and in his mind they would be again.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It was just after prom, and Buffy and Spike had just gotten back, and were making out on her sofa. Buffy maneuvered herself so she was straddling his lap, which was not easy, considering the length of her dress, but lucky for her, there was a slit on both sides. One of his hands traveled up to tangle in her hair, while the other rested on her lower back, pulling her closer to him. Buffy had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Spike stopped his assault on her mouth so they could both catch their breath.
"Make love to me, Spike," Buffy said.
"You sure?" Spike asked, nipping at the tender flesh of her neck.
"Very," Buffy breathed, as Spike stood up. She wrapped her legs around his waist. Spike made his way up to Buffy's bedroom. Spike lay Buffy down on the bed. They tenderly stripped each other of their clothing, and then they made love. It was tender, but yet, it was filled with so much passion and desire. It was something that Buffy or Spike thought they would never feel. They fell asleep, holding each other close, with small smiles displayed on both of their faces.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The next day was the last day for seniors, but it also seemed to be the longest. Buffy was sitting in her business industry class, watching all the students hug and share tearful good byes, and all she could think about was how she couldn't wait for the day to be over and school to be done with. She had a job waiting for her at Mr. Giles's magic shop. She wasn't sure if she would take it. Spike and Xander were working at a local construction site, and Willow had a job at the shop. She kept thinking about then night before; how perfect it was, how happy she was. She never thought that she could feel like that ever again after mother and father had died. Spike made her happy; he completed her. She was brought out of her thoughts by the lunch bell ringing.
The lunchroom was decorated with the class colors, and a large banner that said 'Congratulations Graduates.'
"You know, they put that sign up every year. You figure they would get a new one," Willow commented as Buffy sat down across from her.
"You know, I think I might actually miss this place," Buffy said.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's going to be weird not having to get up and come to school," Willow said, pulling out her yearbook. "Look what Faith Chase wrote in my book."
"Wow, what a bitch," Buffy said, looking at the book.
Willow
I'd like to say it was nice knowing you, but that would be a lie. I hope you and that freak loser, Xander, work out, just don't have children. Anyway, have a nice life.
Faith
"Talk about shallow. What did you write in hers?" Buffy asked.
"I wrote 'Faith, have a nice life. See you at graduation. Good luck with the future. Willow.' I was being nice, but what the hell! She's a bitch," Willow said, putting her yearbook in her bag. "I have to go meet Xander. I'll see you later," Willow said, getting up and leaving.
Buffy pulled out her yearbook, and started looking through it. There were pictures of the Chase sisters and their group of friends. She turned another page and there was a picture of Spike and she kissing in the hall. The caption under it wrote, Love in the halls of Sunnydale High. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts of the future, that she didn't even notice Spike had come in and seated himself next to her, until he set a single red rose on top of the book.
"Hey, love, you all right?" Spike asked, planting a kiss on her cheek.
"Yeah, just thinking," Buffy said, smiling. She picked up the rose, and looking at Spike, asked, "What's the rose for?"
"Well, I thought I should get you a beautiful flower, but then I realized that any flower couldn't compare to your beauty.corny, huh?" Spike said, giving her a smirk.
"No, not corny. Nice, very nice," Buffy said, leaning in to kiss him. Just as their lips touched, the bell rang. Spike deepened the kiss, but Buffy broke it, saying, "I have to go say goodbye to Sheila and Jennie. Love you," she said giving him another quick kiss and grabbing her books, then rose, hurrying away.
"Love you too," Spike said, watching her walk away. She's so beautiful he thought, and left for his last class ever in his high school career.