"Love is what makes our heart grow, hate is what kills us,"
Kenneth Montgomery, Ally to the Majestic
It wasn't long before Willow, Xander, Anya and Dawn had passed out, and Buffy had to admit, it was kind of funny watching their heads plop down on the table. She decided it would be better to let them sleep, it had already been light out for nearly an hour. All she could concentrate on was William, sitting across from her at the table, so involved in the research. He actually cares about stopping this, he genuinely wants to help.
"William." Buffy started, but suddenly couldn't find the courage to finish.
William lifted his eyes from the book and looked at Buffy, waiting for her to complete her sentence.
But she couldn't, all she could think about was how much he's changed.I mean, he's got on a ugly beige suite that Spike would never be caught dead (or alive) in.and his hair, it wasn't slicked back like it usually was. It was loose, but still wavy. And he had glasses on.Buffy chuckled, Spike has glasses.
"Buffy?" William interrupted her thoughts.
Redirecting her attention to the pending situation, she began to speak again, "William, I just wanted to say that, well, that I'm somehow proud of you."
William's face began to flush, "Proud?"
"Yeah, I mean, you gave up what you could've been. I mean, you could be out there in the streets killing people right now, and yet, you decided to let it go, and gain a soul. And.and I like you this way," Buffy couldn't find the strength to look William in the eyes.
William layed his book down on the table, "I did it for you."
That statement caught Buffy off-guard, well, not totally, she knew that Spike had always had a fascination with her, but she never knew to what extremes he would go to for her. She never thought in a million years, that he would give it all up and become what he once was for her.
William continued, "I know that I've said it before, but I'm kind of hoping that this time will ring more true than the last, Buffy, I love you. I know, that I'm a monster, and that my heart isn't even beating, but you are my heart. And I'm hoping that by becoming what you want me to be, that you could find it, to-" he paused, "to love me too."
Buffy was speechless, every emotion inside of her was raging and becoming uncontrollable. Could I love him? Could I really, truly love him? She decided it would be best to keep off the subject until she could decide.
Several minutes had passed with William sighing and waiting for a response, feeling kind of rejected, but still clinging to hope.
"Can I ask you a question?" Buffy prodded.
He nodded.
"What's with the glasses?" She chuckled.
He removed them and looked them over, and with a smile he said, "I dunno, I thought that they made me look kind of smarter, don't you think? I mean now I can be like Giles, y'know, removing them for a dramatic effect, and say 'Dear Lord' like us Englishmen do."
Buffy smiled widely, trying to hold back laughter. It's been awhile since anyone's made me laugh, she thought. Maybe I could love him, just maybe.
Buffy closed the book she was researching with and moved to the chair next to William. She slowly closed the book he was reading also, and looked him directly in the eyes.
"Tell me you love me."
"I love you."
"Tell me you need me."
"I need you Buffy, I always need you."
Buffy leaned closer to William's face and closed her eyes as their lips met. Suddenly, whatever happened to the world, it didn't matter, all that mattered was her and William. Almost like they instantly became the center of the universe, all because of one kiss.
THUD!
Buffy pulled away, "What the hell's that?"
William stood, "I don't know, it sounded like something hit the door."
They both rushed to the front door, Buffy grasped the knob, took a deep breath and swung it open, "Angel!"
Kenneth Montgomery, Ally to the Majestic
It wasn't long before Willow, Xander, Anya and Dawn had passed out, and Buffy had to admit, it was kind of funny watching their heads plop down on the table. She decided it would be better to let them sleep, it had already been light out for nearly an hour. All she could concentrate on was William, sitting across from her at the table, so involved in the research. He actually cares about stopping this, he genuinely wants to help.
"William." Buffy started, but suddenly couldn't find the courage to finish.
William lifted his eyes from the book and looked at Buffy, waiting for her to complete her sentence.
But she couldn't, all she could think about was how much he's changed.I mean, he's got on a ugly beige suite that Spike would never be caught dead (or alive) in.and his hair, it wasn't slicked back like it usually was. It was loose, but still wavy. And he had glasses on.Buffy chuckled, Spike has glasses.
"Buffy?" William interrupted her thoughts.
Redirecting her attention to the pending situation, she began to speak again, "William, I just wanted to say that, well, that I'm somehow proud of you."
William's face began to flush, "Proud?"
"Yeah, I mean, you gave up what you could've been. I mean, you could be out there in the streets killing people right now, and yet, you decided to let it go, and gain a soul. And.and I like you this way," Buffy couldn't find the strength to look William in the eyes.
William layed his book down on the table, "I did it for you."
That statement caught Buffy off-guard, well, not totally, she knew that Spike had always had a fascination with her, but she never knew to what extremes he would go to for her. She never thought in a million years, that he would give it all up and become what he once was for her.
William continued, "I know that I've said it before, but I'm kind of hoping that this time will ring more true than the last, Buffy, I love you. I know, that I'm a monster, and that my heart isn't even beating, but you are my heart. And I'm hoping that by becoming what you want me to be, that you could find it, to-" he paused, "to love me too."
Buffy was speechless, every emotion inside of her was raging and becoming uncontrollable. Could I love him? Could I really, truly love him? She decided it would be best to keep off the subject until she could decide.
Several minutes had passed with William sighing and waiting for a response, feeling kind of rejected, but still clinging to hope.
"Can I ask you a question?" Buffy prodded.
He nodded.
"What's with the glasses?" She chuckled.
He removed them and looked them over, and with a smile he said, "I dunno, I thought that they made me look kind of smarter, don't you think? I mean now I can be like Giles, y'know, removing them for a dramatic effect, and say 'Dear Lord' like us Englishmen do."
Buffy smiled widely, trying to hold back laughter. It's been awhile since anyone's made me laugh, she thought. Maybe I could love him, just maybe.
Buffy closed the book she was researching with and moved to the chair next to William. She slowly closed the book he was reading also, and looked him directly in the eyes.
"Tell me you love me."
"I love you."
"Tell me you need me."
"I need you Buffy, I always need you."
Buffy leaned closer to William's face and closed her eyes as their lips met. Suddenly, whatever happened to the world, it didn't matter, all that mattered was her and William. Almost like they instantly became the center of the universe, all because of one kiss.
THUD!
Buffy pulled away, "What the hell's that?"
William stood, "I don't know, it sounded like something hit the door."
They both rushed to the front door, Buffy grasped the knob, took a deep breath and swung it open, "Angel!"