Title: She Has His Heart, They're Being Torn Apart
Setting: Post-"Conversations with Dead People"
Pairing: Buffy/Spike
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Buffy thinks about the vampire that said that Spike was his sire and realizes some-
thing. Willow and Dawn tell her about their ghostly encounters. Buffy/Spike fic.
Disclaimer: The bloody bastard Joss Whedon and others who aren't me own the show and charac-
ters such as Buffy and Spike, I wouldn't keep them apart.
Author's Note: "Conversations with Dead People" disturbed me to the core of my being, was
able to burn my heart to ashes, and ultimately ripped my soul apart. I was depressed so I
decided to write something happier and Spuffy related.
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Chapter 1: Lies or the Truth?
Buffy was walking home, her face showing a look of confusion and betrayal. 'Maybe Holden
was lying. How could this be true? My William can't be killing again. Did I just call him
MY WILLIAM?! Well, that's not the issue right now'. That was all her mind contradicted
before she restarted back on her real train of thought. She was silently sobbing now. She
barely noticed that the house was absolutely wrecked. She walked through the open door and
saw Dawn sitting on the stairs with an axe in her lowered hand and pieces of shattered glass
all around her. Though, the only thing on the slayer's mind was Spike. 'Why would my last
lover do this?' The cynical part of her mind answered this. 'Spike was lying. The chip
doesn't work and he never got his soul back.' A part of her that believed in her heart told
her something she hoped was right. 'He wouldn't lie to me, especially about his soul. He
loves me, so much. Remember what Glory did to him? Spike didn't tell her about the Key
because of me and Dawn. I witnessed him burning his flesh on a crucifix, that is one thing
I will never forget, even if the world ends and I die again. He said he wouldn't hurt me,
but he then slept with Anya, that hurt a lot(they WERE drunk and lonely). But, I'm not
forgetting that he did try to RAPE ME! Then again, seeing his face after I dumped him was
really hard, that was the morning after we really....'
Buffy then realized that an anguished Dawn was speaking to her. "Are you angry about the
house? I was just trying to help mom."
"What are you talking about, Dawn... did you say something about mom." Buffy wasn't crying
anymore, but was still blinking tears from her eyes. 'Mom trusted Spike not to kill her
before he got the chip... she let him drink cocoa with little marshmallows and listened to
him complain about Dru. God, I miss mom, she would know what to do. Of course I could talk
to....'
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Spike was back to wearing his human face again. He looked at the girl's body, where he saw
the blood smeared on her neck next to two tiny punctures in her jugular. Then he looked at
her face and shuddered.
Suddenly, the image flashed before him of Buffy's lifeless body lying in the rubble beneath
the tower. Tears started flowing freely from his eyes.
"Drusilla" now stood next to him.
"Don't cry, Spike. It was supposed to be like this, the stars tell me so."
Spike looked at "her" and although he was still crying, he said, "Right, pet. It's supposed
to be this way." 'Buffy. She would never say this was right. I'm sorry, love. I'm so very
sorry.'
To Be Continued...
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Author's Note 2: Weird beginning isn't it? I started this idea an hour or two after
"Conversations with Dead People" was on. Please read and review. By the way, sorry if this
was a short chapter:).
Setting: Post-"Conversations with Dead People"
Pairing: Buffy/Spike
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Buffy thinks about the vampire that said that Spike was his sire and realizes some-
thing. Willow and Dawn tell her about their ghostly encounters. Buffy/Spike fic.
Disclaimer: The bloody bastard Joss Whedon and others who aren't me own the show and charac-
ters such as Buffy and Spike, I wouldn't keep them apart.
Author's Note: "Conversations with Dead People" disturbed me to the core of my being, was
able to burn my heart to ashes, and ultimately ripped my soul apart. I was depressed so I
decided to write something happier and Spuffy related.
********************************************************************************************
Chapter 1: Lies or the Truth?
Buffy was walking home, her face showing a look of confusion and betrayal. 'Maybe Holden
was lying. How could this be true? My William can't be killing again. Did I just call him
MY WILLIAM?! Well, that's not the issue right now'. That was all her mind contradicted
before she restarted back on her real train of thought. She was silently sobbing now. She
barely noticed that the house was absolutely wrecked. She walked through the open door and
saw Dawn sitting on the stairs with an axe in her lowered hand and pieces of shattered glass
all around her. Though, the only thing on the slayer's mind was Spike. 'Why would my last
lover do this?' The cynical part of her mind answered this. 'Spike was lying. The chip
doesn't work and he never got his soul back.' A part of her that believed in her heart told
her something she hoped was right. 'He wouldn't lie to me, especially about his soul. He
loves me, so much. Remember what Glory did to him? Spike didn't tell her about the Key
because of me and Dawn. I witnessed him burning his flesh on a crucifix, that is one thing
I will never forget, even if the world ends and I die again. He said he wouldn't hurt me,
but he then slept with Anya, that hurt a lot(they WERE drunk and lonely). But, I'm not
forgetting that he did try to RAPE ME! Then again, seeing his face after I dumped him was
really hard, that was the morning after we really....'
Buffy then realized that an anguished Dawn was speaking to her. "Are you angry about the
house? I was just trying to help mom."
"What are you talking about, Dawn... did you say something about mom." Buffy wasn't crying
anymore, but was still blinking tears from her eyes. 'Mom trusted Spike not to kill her
before he got the chip... she let him drink cocoa with little marshmallows and listened to
him complain about Dru. God, I miss mom, she would know what to do. Of course I could talk
to....'
**–-**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**-–**–-
Spike was back to wearing his human face again. He looked at the girl's body, where he saw
the blood smeared on her neck next to two tiny punctures in her jugular. Then he looked at
her face and shuddered.
Suddenly, the image flashed before him of Buffy's lifeless body lying in the rubble beneath
the tower. Tears started flowing freely from his eyes.
"Drusilla" now stood next to him.
"Don't cry, Spike. It was supposed to be like this, the stars tell me so."
Spike looked at "her" and although he was still crying, he said, "Right, pet. It's supposed
to be this way." 'Buffy. She would never say this was right. I'm sorry, love. I'm so very
sorry.'
To Be Continued...
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Author's Note 2: Weird beginning isn't it? I started this idea an hour or two after
"Conversations with Dead People" was on. Please read and review. By the way, sorry if this
was a short chapter:).