Spike was worried. He was so used to checking on Buffy after stuff
like that. But she didn't know about the soul. She didn't know he was
back. "Well, if she's flustered about the earthquake, then I don't want to
fluster her more. But she might enjoy having me back. I don't know. She
could be perfectly fine, perfectly perfect without me. Well I bloody hell
won't let that happen." Spike heard the siren of the ambulance. It was
going in the direction of Buffy's house. "Bloody Hell! An ambulance. oh
yeah, she's doing just fine. Now I have to go and make sure she's okay."
He sped off, following the ambulance. He grew seriously worried when the
ambulance continued towards Buffy's house, and didn't turn down another
unfortunate street. He stopped for a minute to regroup himself. As hard
as he tried, he couldn't stop that one tear dripping down his cheek. He
got back on his cycle and continued down the street. When he got there,
they put someone in and left. He saw a girl in the window and assumed it
was Dawn. He just broke down and cried. As he sucked it up and started to
leave, Willow saw him, and vice versa.
"Spike, what's going on? I went to the." "Hush, I don't know. I know they're all in there. But you can't tell them I'm back. I have to tell her. Here's my cell number, call me when you can and tell me what's up. I gotta go or else the sun's gonna catch me. Oh, and why is there blood on your shirt?" "Huh, oh crap! That's some blood, ya. I cut my finger, and I guess it dripped. But about you, 2 things. When and.since when?" "Huh?" "When did you get back, and.since when have you had a cell phone?" Spike sighed, "I got back last night and spent all day yesterday at the bar. And I got a cell phone on my way out of town. I wasn't expecting my stay to be as long as it was. But I have to go. You can't tell her. Call me and let me know what's going on."
Spike rode away while Willow put her supplies in the house. She looked around for a note or something, telling her where they were, but couldn't find one. She decided that they were excused because they had a good reason to forget. Willow decided to change her shirt. She remembered it was her laundry day, so she went in Buffy's room. She opened the closet, only to stumble upon Buffy's Spike shrine. "Oooh, I guess I shouldn't say anything about that either." She had his coat, his nail polish, his lighter, and one of his shirts. Willow realized that when Buffy "went out for a walk", and then came back with 'stuff', that she was looting Spike's crypt. But then remembered how everyone thought he wasn't coming back. She found a Dingo ate my Baby shirt and remembered Oz and how much she missed him. So she swapped it for a striped sweater. She ran outside and hopped in the car. The whole way to the hospital she didn't listen to music. She just talked to herself. About Spike being back and still in love with Buffy, and hoping that no one was injured too bad. But mostly, she wondered where Oz was. She hadn't thought about Oz in a long time. Before she knew it, she was there. She jumped out of the car and headed in.
"Um, I'm wondering if you can tell me where Buffy Summers is." "Are you looking for Miss Summers" 'No, I'm just wondering in case they ask me on a quiz show'*do you ever notice how people ask some stupid questions sometimes* "Yes, can you tell me where she is?" "Um, Buffy Summers isn't checked in here, but." "Oh good. How about Xande. Alexander Harris?" "Well. no, but." "oh, then, oh no. Dawn?!?" "Yes, Dawn. She is checked in here. She's in room 66 on floor 6. I'll buzz in and tell them you're coming. What is your name." Willow used her magic to transport into Dawn's room.
"Xander, I told you, I don't know why Jean Gray doesn't love Wolverine. He seems like a great guy, just rough around the.edges." She thought of her Spike 'dream'. "I don't care. Jean Gray needs to dump Cyclops and. Oh, hi Willow... and go out with. Willow?" "Eh, Jean Gray is nice, but I don't think she's my type." They started discussing Dawn's condition and how the earthquake wasn't normal*are they ever normal*. Willow assumes Dawn has been affected in some way. They start joking more after Dawn fell asleep. "Well Buffy, I think the hospital staff is a bunch of idiots. I'm asking the clerk if you guys are checked in, and she asks if I'm looking for you. I mean, she wasn't under any pressure, like yall were when you didn't leave a note." "Oh, sorry Will, it was kind of a hectic time." "Oh, it's okay. I'm here, right?" "Hey, Will, how did you know we were here? I mean, we didn't leave a note or anything. I don't think we called." Xander has a puzzled look on his face. "Oh, I ran into someone as the ambulance passed by and I noticed you in the window. Which reminds me, I need to call somebody. I'll see you guys in a few minutes."
Willow found a payphone two rooms over, but kept going, to make sure Buffy couldn't hear her talking to Spike. She called and got his voicemail. She couldn't help but giggle. He was a funny guy. "Hello, you've reached my voicemail. Good for you. You deserve a bloody parade. Now, if you have something I actually want to know, then tell me. If not, then leave your message, name, and address and I'll bite you as soon as possible. Thank you and please don't call again. Oh, and leave a message at the *BEEP*" "Oh, hey Spike. This is Willow, at the hospital. You don't need to worry, everybody's okay. Dawn just passed out for 20 minutes so Buffy called the hospital, but Dawn was okay. She was really just being.affected by the earthquake. We have reason to believe it did something supernatural to her. Well, Buffy is looking down the hall at me funny. I gotta go. See ya Spike."
Willow walked down the hall and back into Dawn's room. Buffy kept staring at Willow. "Okay Buffy! I admit it, I know stuff! You stared it out of me. I confess!" "Confess what" Xander and Buffy reply in unison. "Confess, who said anything about confessing?" "Uh, your big charade a second ago. And, I'm staring at you because I think you're wearing my shirt." "Oh, ya. That's what I'm confessing. I went in your closet and borrowed a shirt. Because I got blood on mine." "MY CLOSET! I mean, my closet? Um, why don't we step out and talk for a second, okay Will?" Buffy looked at Will with almost tearing eyes.
"Spike, what's going on? I went to the." "Hush, I don't know. I know they're all in there. But you can't tell them I'm back. I have to tell her. Here's my cell number, call me when you can and tell me what's up. I gotta go or else the sun's gonna catch me. Oh, and why is there blood on your shirt?" "Huh, oh crap! That's some blood, ya. I cut my finger, and I guess it dripped. But about you, 2 things. When and.since when?" "Huh?" "When did you get back, and.since when have you had a cell phone?" Spike sighed, "I got back last night and spent all day yesterday at the bar. And I got a cell phone on my way out of town. I wasn't expecting my stay to be as long as it was. But I have to go. You can't tell her. Call me and let me know what's going on."
Spike rode away while Willow put her supplies in the house. She looked around for a note or something, telling her where they were, but couldn't find one. She decided that they were excused because they had a good reason to forget. Willow decided to change her shirt. She remembered it was her laundry day, so she went in Buffy's room. She opened the closet, only to stumble upon Buffy's Spike shrine. "Oooh, I guess I shouldn't say anything about that either." She had his coat, his nail polish, his lighter, and one of his shirts. Willow realized that when Buffy "went out for a walk", and then came back with 'stuff', that she was looting Spike's crypt. But then remembered how everyone thought he wasn't coming back. She found a Dingo ate my Baby shirt and remembered Oz and how much she missed him. So she swapped it for a striped sweater. She ran outside and hopped in the car. The whole way to the hospital she didn't listen to music. She just talked to herself. About Spike being back and still in love with Buffy, and hoping that no one was injured too bad. But mostly, she wondered where Oz was. She hadn't thought about Oz in a long time. Before she knew it, she was there. She jumped out of the car and headed in.
"Um, I'm wondering if you can tell me where Buffy Summers is." "Are you looking for Miss Summers" 'No, I'm just wondering in case they ask me on a quiz show'*do you ever notice how people ask some stupid questions sometimes* "Yes, can you tell me where she is?" "Um, Buffy Summers isn't checked in here, but." "Oh good. How about Xande. Alexander Harris?" "Well. no, but." "oh, then, oh no. Dawn?!?" "Yes, Dawn. She is checked in here. She's in room 66 on floor 6. I'll buzz in and tell them you're coming. What is your name." Willow used her magic to transport into Dawn's room.
"Xander, I told you, I don't know why Jean Gray doesn't love Wolverine. He seems like a great guy, just rough around the.edges." She thought of her Spike 'dream'. "I don't care. Jean Gray needs to dump Cyclops and. Oh, hi Willow... and go out with. Willow?" "Eh, Jean Gray is nice, but I don't think she's my type." They started discussing Dawn's condition and how the earthquake wasn't normal*are they ever normal*. Willow assumes Dawn has been affected in some way. They start joking more after Dawn fell asleep. "Well Buffy, I think the hospital staff is a bunch of idiots. I'm asking the clerk if you guys are checked in, and she asks if I'm looking for you. I mean, she wasn't under any pressure, like yall were when you didn't leave a note." "Oh, sorry Will, it was kind of a hectic time." "Oh, it's okay. I'm here, right?" "Hey, Will, how did you know we were here? I mean, we didn't leave a note or anything. I don't think we called." Xander has a puzzled look on his face. "Oh, I ran into someone as the ambulance passed by and I noticed you in the window. Which reminds me, I need to call somebody. I'll see you guys in a few minutes."
Willow found a payphone two rooms over, but kept going, to make sure Buffy couldn't hear her talking to Spike. She called and got his voicemail. She couldn't help but giggle. He was a funny guy. "Hello, you've reached my voicemail. Good for you. You deserve a bloody parade. Now, if you have something I actually want to know, then tell me. If not, then leave your message, name, and address and I'll bite you as soon as possible. Thank you and please don't call again. Oh, and leave a message at the *BEEP*" "Oh, hey Spike. This is Willow, at the hospital. You don't need to worry, everybody's okay. Dawn just passed out for 20 minutes so Buffy called the hospital, but Dawn was okay. She was really just being.affected by the earthquake. We have reason to believe it did something supernatural to her. Well, Buffy is looking down the hall at me funny. I gotta go. See ya Spike."
Willow walked down the hall and back into Dawn's room. Buffy kept staring at Willow. "Okay Buffy! I admit it, I know stuff! You stared it out of me. I confess!" "Confess what" Xander and Buffy reply in unison. "Confess, who said anything about confessing?" "Uh, your big charade a second ago. And, I'm staring at you because I think you're wearing my shirt." "Oh, ya. That's what I'm confessing. I went in your closet and borrowed a shirt. Because I got blood on mine." "MY CLOSET! I mean, my closet? Um, why don't we step out and talk for a second, okay Will?" Buffy looked at Will with almost tearing eyes.