Welcome Home, Spike
Disclaimer: I own nothing. No Buffy, no Spike, no nothing.
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"Spike." Buffy whispered into his ear. "Spike, time to wake up." She whispered again. Nothing. Buffy leaned over, lifted his head and passionately began to kiss him.
Spike slowly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down towards him. He responded and deepened the kiss. Buffy parted soon for lack of oxygen.
"Best wake up call ever, luv." Spike grinned.
"Your welcome." Buffy smiled.
"What time is it?" He asked.
"Eight-thirty. We're going to the Bronze at nine so get up and get ready." She told Spike.
"The Bronze? What for?" Spike asked.
"Dawn's big birthday bash. Gonna be fun." She said.
"You sure about that, luv?" He asked, sarcastically.
"Honestly, no." She said with a laugh. "But she is my sister. Now get dressed." She told him before giving him a quick kiss and exiting the room.
*****
It was a nice night. Dawn was happy, dancing, surrounded by all her friends and her family. Xander was there with Anya, Willow with Tara, and Buffy safely snuggled in Spike's lap. Plus, no vamps. The night was perfect.
"Buff?"
Buffy turned to face Xander, "Yeah?"
"Where's Giles?" Xander asked.
"Oh, well he stopped by the house this afternoon to wish Dawn a happy birthday and to tell us he wasn't gonna make it tonight. He said he had loads of work to do, but I just think he doesn't feel like being the only one here who was alive when the Beatles were still together." Buffy finished.
"I was alive then." Spike said proudly.
"Yeah, but you don't count." Buffy said with a smile.
"And why not?" Spike asked.
"Cause, you were all with the evil. You probably didn't even like the Beatles." Buffy told him.
"I did too." He said defensively.
"Wow, Billy Joel and the Beatles. You really are the big bad." Buffy said with a smirk.
"And don't you forget it." Spike said looking around at everybody at the table.
*****
"Feel like dancin'?" Xander asked Anya.
"Sure, why not." Anya said as she hoped out of her chair.
"You guys wanna come with?" Xander asked Willow, Tara, Buffy, and Spike.
"Nah. I think I'll sit this one out. It's late, kinda tired." Buffy told Xander.
"Me too." Willow said.
"Well, I feel like dancing." Tara said.
"I'll go with you, pet." Spike said. He gently pushed Buffy off his lap and took Tara's hand.
Willow leaned over and commented to Buffy, "There are two people you rarely ever see together."
"Yeah," Buffy astonishly replied "and they're dancing. Spike never dances with me." Buffy complained.
"Well, theirs is a forbidden love." Willow sarcastically said. Buffy laughed and turned towards Willow.
"Thanks for cleanin' the house today. You know you didn't have to." Buffy said.
"It was no problem. Kinda used a little magic to move it along a bit faster." Willow smiled. "You guys looked like you had some fun." She grinned.
Buffy immediately blushed but was unable to stop a smile from creeping across your face. "Yeah. I-I don't know what came over me. It was just, he was there and I was there and we were there. It was just us, together and I just---" Buffy moved her eyes from the dance floor to Willow. "Did you ever realize just how lucky we are? I mean we have this love and even though we found it in such weird, unthinkable places it's just so amazing. I never thought this would happen. I thought, by now, I would be dead-well I mean, I was dead, but . . . nevermind. Just, did you ever think this would happen?" Buffy asked.
"Yes, Buffy. I knew you were going to fall in love with a soulless vampire, Xander was going to marry and ex-demon, and I was going to become a lesbian witch and fall in love with another lesbian witch." Willow said sarcastically.
"No, well, yes but no. That's not what I mean . . . kinda. Did you ever imagine us here, alive, together with each other and happy? Plus, on top of that . . . we're in love. I mean, for living on a hellmouth that's-"
"Pretty damn lucky." Willow chimed in.
"Yeah," Buffy said with a smile, "luck . . . or fate. Take your pick." She said, moving her eyes back to the dance floor where Spike was . . . gone.
"W-where's---" Buffy smiled as she felt his cold hand slip into hers.
"May I have this dance?" Spike asked.
"Lame," Buffy spoke, "but yeah." She got out of her seat and looked back at Willow who was being asked the same question by Tara.
Once on the dance floor, Spike placed on arm on her waist and the other in her hand. Buffy placed her right arms on Spike's shoulder and the two gently swayed to the mellow tune.
"You two looked pretty comfy out there." Buffy said.
Spike thought for a minute until he realized she was talking about Tara. "Jealous, pet?" He asked, a smirk crossing his face. Buffy just looked up at him, her face soft but her eyebrows raised.
"Don't worry, luv. She's not really my type." He told her. "Besides, I don't think I'd be happy with any other woman. This is what I've wanted for three years, pet. And now that I have you I am one hundred percent devoted to you. Trust me, I am never leaving. You are my life."
Buffy brushed away the tears that were beginning to form behind her eyes. How could she not have seen him before? The way she treated him a few years back will haunt her for the rest of her life. He loved her and she drilled him into the ground with insults and dismissals. Staking him would have, most likely, been less painful for him. Yet, he still continued to help. Even when he didn't have her he was one hundred percent devoted to her.
Buffy freed her hand from Spike's and wrapped both arms around his neck. She felt his free hand move around her waist and pull her into him. Buffy placed her head on Spike's shoulder and closed her eyes.
"And you're mine." She whispered so lightly that no one, without vampiric hearing, would be able to hear her. Lucky for Spike . . .
*****
"Is Dawn here?" Spike asked as they both entered the Summer's residence.
"Umm . . . no. She left the Bronze early to go with her friends." Buffy told him.
"That explains why I never really saw her after midnight." Spike said.
"Sure does." Buffy replied. For some reason things seemed awkward for a moment. They didn't know what to do or where to go. It was two in the morning and neither of them were tired, not really.
"Come, sit." Buffy said, taking his hand and leading him to the sofa. They both sat, their fingers laced together. Buffy rested her head on Spike's shoulder.
"When did you clean this place?" Spike asked, noticing the neatness of the room.
"Willow used some of her almighty powerful powers to make it spick and span." Buffy informed him.
"Got it." He said. They sat there, comfortable for a few minutes until Spike let go of Buffy's hand and walked toward the door.
"Uh, w-where are you going?" Buffy asked, obviously disappointed.
"Home, pet." Spike said.
A huge grin crept over Buffy's face, "You already are home." She said.
"What?" Spike asked, confused.
Buffy grabbed Spike's hand and pulled him up the stairs with her, "Come with me." She said.
Once upstairs Buffy took Spike into the bathroom. "Look!" She said proudly.
"It's a bathroom." He said flatly.
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, but look." She said pointing to his snoopy toothbrush that was placed on top of the sink in one of those cups with numerous holes to place numerous toothbrushes.
"I was wonderin' where that ran off to." Spike said.
"Well, now you know." She said quickly. "Here, come." She pulled him into Willow's old room and he stood in shock. The bed was dressed in his sheets and pillows and a few dresser drawers were open revealing his clothes.
"I figured since Willow and Tara were gone that they wouldn't be needing it. And it would be a shame to let such a big bed go to waste. Our big bed." Buffy said.
"Buffy . . ." Spike started.
"Here, I got you a present." Buffy said, pulling two boxes from under 'their' bed. One was a small box and the other was a large long box. Being Spike he went for the larger on first.
"Tire Pump 2000!" He said.
"Yeah. I, uh, ordered it when you were gone. I was kinda something for me to hold on to. It kinda made me think that if you didn't come back for me, you would come back for it." She said, lowering her head.
"Buffy, I am so sorry." He said, pulling her into a hug.
"No, it's fine." She said pushing him away and handing him the smaller box. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he opened the it.
Spike gently lifted the top of the box and inside was a key. He looked over at Buffy who was smiling up at him.
"It's a key . . . to the house. To our house." Buffy said. Spike stood, amazed. Nothing could have been more perfect.
"Our house." He repeated. Buffy moved her arms from his waist to both sides of his face. She kissed him, soft and tender but passionate at the same time.
"Welcome home, Spike." She whispered.
And home it was. This is where he belongs. His bed, his home, his Buffy.
THE END (maybe . . . I'm thinking epilogue)
*****
Tell me what you think! I may write an epilogue cause I already have and idea for one. If you guys want me to wrote one I will, but if not then I won't. Thank you to everyone who has stuck with the story and reviewed and been patient and all of that! I LOVE ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!
Thank you for making my first fic fabulous! Thank you!!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. No Buffy, no Spike, no nothing.
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"Spike." Buffy whispered into his ear. "Spike, time to wake up." She whispered again. Nothing. Buffy leaned over, lifted his head and passionately began to kiss him.
Spike slowly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down towards him. He responded and deepened the kiss. Buffy parted soon for lack of oxygen.
"Best wake up call ever, luv." Spike grinned.
"Your welcome." Buffy smiled.
"What time is it?" He asked.
"Eight-thirty. We're going to the Bronze at nine so get up and get ready." She told Spike.
"The Bronze? What for?" Spike asked.
"Dawn's big birthday bash. Gonna be fun." She said.
"You sure about that, luv?" He asked, sarcastically.
"Honestly, no." She said with a laugh. "But she is my sister. Now get dressed." She told him before giving him a quick kiss and exiting the room.
*****
It was a nice night. Dawn was happy, dancing, surrounded by all her friends and her family. Xander was there with Anya, Willow with Tara, and Buffy safely snuggled in Spike's lap. Plus, no vamps. The night was perfect.
"Buff?"
Buffy turned to face Xander, "Yeah?"
"Where's Giles?" Xander asked.
"Oh, well he stopped by the house this afternoon to wish Dawn a happy birthday and to tell us he wasn't gonna make it tonight. He said he had loads of work to do, but I just think he doesn't feel like being the only one here who was alive when the Beatles were still together." Buffy finished.
"I was alive then." Spike said proudly.
"Yeah, but you don't count." Buffy said with a smile.
"And why not?" Spike asked.
"Cause, you were all with the evil. You probably didn't even like the Beatles." Buffy told him.
"I did too." He said defensively.
"Wow, Billy Joel and the Beatles. You really are the big bad." Buffy said with a smirk.
"And don't you forget it." Spike said looking around at everybody at the table.
*****
"Feel like dancin'?" Xander asked Anya.
"Sure, why not." Anya said as she hoped out of her chair.
"You guys wanna come with?" Xander asked Willow, Tara, Buffy, and Spike.
"Nah. I think I'll sit this one out. It's late, kinda tired." Buffy told Xander.
"Me too." Willow said.
"Well, I feel like dancing." Tara said.
"I'll go with you, pet." Spike said. He gently pushed Buffy off his lap and took Tara's hand.
Willow leaned over and commented to Buffy, "There are two people you rarely ever see together."
"Yeah," Buffy astonishly replied "and they're dancing. Spike never dances with me." Buffy complained.
"Well, theirs is a forbidden love." Willow sarcastically said. Buffy laughed and turned towards Willow.
"Thanks for cleanin' the house today. You know you didn't have to." Buffy said.
"It was no problem. Kinda used a little magic to move it along a bit faster." Willow smiled. "You guys looked like you had some fun." She grinned.
Buffy immediately blushed but was unable to stop a smile from creeping across your face. "Yeah. I-I don't know what came over me. It was just, he was there and I was there and we were there. It was just us, together and I just---" Buffy moved her eyes from the dance floor to Willow. "Did you ever realize just how lucky we are? I mean we have this love and even though we found it in such weird, unthinkable places it's just so amazing. I never thought this would happen. I thought, by now, I would be dead-well I mean, I was dead, but . . . nevermind. Just, did you ever think this would happen?" Buffy asked.
"Yes, Buffy. I knew you were going to fall in love with a soulless vampire, Xander was going to marry and ex-demon, and I was going to become a lesbian witch and fall in love with another lesbian witch." Willow said sarcastically.
"No, well, yes but no. That's not what I mean . . . kinda. Did you ever imagine us here, alive, together with each other and happy? Plus, on top of that . . . we're in love. I mean, for living on a hellmouth that's-"
"Pretty damn lucky." Willow chimed in.
"Yeah," Buffy said with a smile, "luck . . . or fate. Take your pick." She said, moving her eyes back to the dance floor where Spike was . . . gone.
"W-where's---" Buffy smiled as she felt his cold hand slip into hers.
"May I have this dance?" Spike asked.
"Lame," Buffy spoke, "but yeah." She got out of her seat and looked back at Willow who was being asked the same question by Tara.
Once on the dance floor, Spike placed on arm on her waist and the other in her hand. Buffy placed her right arms on Spike's shoulder and the two gently swayed to the mellow tune.
"You two looked pretty comfy out there." Buffy said.
Spike thought for a minute until he realized she was talking about Tara. "Jealous, pet?" He asked, a smirk crossing his face. Buffy just looked up at him, her face soft but her eyebrows raised.
"Don't worry, luv. She's not really my type." He told her. "Besides, I don't think I'd be happy with any other woman. This is what I've wanted for three years, pet. And now that I have you I am one hundred percent devoted to you. Trust me, I am never leaving. You are my life."
Buffy brushed away the tears that were beginning to form behind her eyes. How could she not have seen him before? The way she treated him a few years back will haunt her for the rest of her life. He loved her and she drilled him into the ground with insults and dismissals. Staking him would have, most likely, been less painful for him. Yet, he still continued to help. Even when he didn't have her he was one hundred percent devoted to her.
Buffy freed her hand from Spike's and wrapped both arms around his neck. She felt his free hand move around her waist and pull her into him. Buffy placed her head on Spike's shoulder and closed her eyes.
"And you're mine." She whispered so lightly that no one, without vampiric hearing, would be able to hear her. Lucky for Spike . . .
*****
"Is Dawn here?" Spike asked as they both entered the Summer's residence.
"Umm . . . no. She left the Bronze early to go with her friends." Buffy told him.
"That explains why I never really saw her after midnight." Spike said.
"Sure does." Buffy replied. For some reason things seemed awkward for a moment. They didn't know what to do or where to go. It was two in the morning and neither of them were tired, not really.
"Come, sit." Buffy said, taking his hand and leading him to the sofa. They both sat, their fingers laced together. Buffy rested her head on Spike's shoulder.
"When did you clean this place?" Spike asked, noticing the neatness of the room.
"Willow used some of her almighty powerful powers to make it spick and span." Buffy informed him.
"Got it." He said. They sat there, comfortable for a few minutes until Spike let go of Buffy's hand and walked toward the door.
"Uh, w-where are you going?" Buffy asked, obviously disappointed.
"Home, pet." Spike said.
A huge grin crept over Buffy's face, "You already are home." She said.
"What?" Spike asked, confused.
Buffy grabbed Spike's hand and pulled him up the stairs with her, "Come with me." She said.
Once upstairs Buffy took Spike into the bathroom. "Look!" She said proudly.
"It's a bathroom." He said flatly.
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, but look." She said pointing to his snoopy toothbrush that was placed on top of the sink in one of those cups with numerous holes to place numerous toothbrushes.
"I was wonderin' where that ran off to." Spike said.
"Well, now you know." She said quickly. "Here, come." She pulled him into Willow's old room and he stood in shock. The bed was dressed in his sheets and pillows and a few dresser drawers were open revealing his clothes.
"I figured since Willow and Tara were gone that they wouldn't be needing it. And it would be a shame to let such a big bed go to waste. Our big bed." Buffy said.
"Buffy . . ." Spike started.
"Here, I got you a present." Buffy said, pulling two boxes from under 'their' bed. One was a small box and the other was a large long box. Being Spike he went for the larger on first.
"Tire Pump 2000!" He said.
"Yeah. I, uh, ordered it when you were gone. I was kinda something for me to hold on to. It kinda made me think that if you didn't come back for me, you would come back for it." She said, lowering her head.
"Buffy, I am so sorry." He said, pulling her into a hug.
"No, it's fine." She said pushing him away and handing him the smaller box. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he opened the it.
Spike gently lifted the top of the box and inside was a key. He looked over at Buffy who was smiling up at him.
"It's a key . . . to the house. To our house." Buffy said. Spike stood, amazed. Nothing could have been more perfect.
"Our house." He repeated. Buffy moved her arms from his waist to both sides of his face. She kissed him, soft and tender but passionate at the same time.
"Welcome home, Spike." She whispered.
And home it was. This is where he belongs. His bed, his home, his Buffy.
THE END (maybe . . . I'm thinking epilogue)
*****
Tell me what you think! I may write an epilogue cause I already have and idea for one. If you guys want me to wrote one I will, but if not then I won't. Thank you to everyone who has stuck with the story and reviewed and been patient and all of that! I LOVE ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!
Thank you for making my first fic fabulous! Thank you!!!!