Prophecy
Chapter 5
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Spike stood outside his crypt, thinking about what had happened with Buffy, as he smoked a cigarette. Buffy's reaction had been the opposite to what he had been expecting. He had expected to be dust by now…if he was still a vampire.
He sighed as he thought over everything he'd been through in the past three months. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting when he had gone to see that demon. But this wasn't it.
He had been hoping to get his soul back, so he could be good enough for Buffy's love. He had asked the demon to give her what she deserved. And this was obviously it.
Spike flicked the cigarette onto the grass and put it out with his boot. He ran his hands through his hair and stepped back into his crypt, closing the door behind him.
He was just settling into his chair to watch Passions, when he heard the door slam against the wall.
"What the Hell is going on here?" Xander demanded, stopping in front of Spike.
Spike sighed in annoyance. "What do you want, Whelp?" he asked.
"I asked you a question, Spike. And I want an answer."
"What do you mean, "what's going on here?"
"I saw you just now. Outside. In the sunlight. Why aren't you dust right now?"
Spike got up and started towards the trapdoor to the bottom level of the crypt. "Look, I really don't wanna get into this with you right now," he said. "I don't have time."
"Well you're gonna make time for this," Xander said, grabbing his shoulder and spinning him around. "You know, you have some nerve showing your face around here after what you did to Buffy."
"You don't know what you're talking about, Whelp," Spike said, yanking his shoulder out of Xander's grasp.
"Oh, I think I do," Xander said angrily. "You tried to rape her."
"So she told you, did she?" Spike asked. "Did she tell you I stopped."
"She stopped you!"
"Yeah, and I could've tried again. But I didn't. I didn't mean to hurt her. I love her too much to do that to her," Spike said softly. "I regret it more that anything I've ever done."
"You're evil. Vampires don't feel regret."
"Are you daft or something," Spike said in surprise. "You just saw me outside. I'm not a vampire anymore. I would've thought even you could figure that out by now."
"You're not a vampire?" Xander asked in surprise. "But…how?"
Spike sighed, deciding he might as well tell him everything. He would probably find out anyway.
"I went to see a demon in Africa," he started. "He can grant wishes…give you anything you want. But not before he puts you through some bloody painful trials. I wanted my soul."
"What?!" Xander asked in shock. "You wanted your soul?"
"Yeah." He walked over to the small bar at the back of the crypt and got out a bottle of Bourbon. "Bloody stupid, it was. But I had to do something to make sure I'd never hurt Buffy again. I wanted to be good enough for her. I passed the trials he put me through and he granted my wish. You know the saying, "be careful what you wish for". Should've bloody chosen my words a bit more carefully. I asked him to make me what I was so I could give Buffy what she deserves…and he made me human."
Xander stared at Spike and, for the first time, he noticed the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. "Youre breathing," he pointed out in surprise.
"Yeah well, that would come with being made human," Spike said, smirking as he pulled out some shot glasses.
"And you have a soul?" Xander asked.
"Yeah."
"Oh."
There was an uncomfortable silence, as Xander absorbed everything.
"So I made you speechless for once?" Spike said with a smirk.
"I think I need one of those," Xander said, gesturing to the shot glasses.
Spike poured two glasses and handed one to Xander, when he approached the bar.
"So, does Buffy know you're here?" He coughed a bit as he slammed the burning liquid down his throat
"Yeah, she knows."
"Does she know you're human now?"
"No, and it's gonna stay that way. For now at least. I'm not ready for her to know, so don't you go telling her."
"Okay," Xander said, a little confused.
"So why are you here anyway?" Spike asked.
"Oh, Giles need a book and he said he lent it to you," Xander answered.
"Yeah, I forgot about that," Spike said. He walked over to the chest next to his chair and lifted the lid. He took out a book and handed it to Xander.
"Well, I'll be going now," Xander said as he headed towards the door and opened it. He paused in the doorway for a second, then turned around. "Just so you know, I still hate you," he said.
"Yeah, feelings mutual, whelp," Spike said, smirking.
Xander stepped out and shut the door behind him.
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