A/N: My sister went to Tennessee for a week with her friends and I am so
bored with out her here. ( Oh well, she spent the night at a friends house
yesterday and left today. Well, all I can say is she better bring me back a
lot of souvenirs. (. To Rose, I hope I cleared up all your confusion! I am
not going to go through with the whole setting her up until I feel right
about it. I will write about them setting it all up and finding the right
guy for Buffy, but I will not write about the actual meeting until later.
Now on with the show! The song in here is by Kenny G featuring Chante Moore
it is called One More Time. Enjoy!
Buffy's POV
I had to at least give my friends credit they had tried so hard to make me feel better. They had tried and had not succeeded. How could they? They were not him, they were not the man I had loved and the man I had loved. Spike was gone, at the time when he had really died I had not believed it at first, I had waited for him to come and save me from my nightmare. Never once when I gave him the necklace did I think he would die in the process of it. If I had I would have let Angel wear it. (A/N: Haha! Wasn't that funny, I don't like B/A together.)
I went upstairs after idly walking around the kitchen. I walked to my room slowly passing Dawn's door. I heard her smooth breathing and knew that she was asleep, I should be, too. But, I could not sleep. I saw him there, some of them were good, but most the time he was just telling me it was my entire fault. I felt numb; it was like when I came back from heaven all over again. When I got to my room I lied down on my bed and turned on the radio, it was the same station as the one in Spike's room.
I lie half awake late at night
I reach out to touch you, feel you by my side
And I reach and I reach
But I never get to feel you, will I ever get to feel you again?
Just more time one more moment
To take you in my arms
One more chance one more kiss
Before I wake to find you gone
One more time before I have to face another day
and my heart breaks again
It is only a dream, but it is all so real
I don't want it to end, but I know it will
So I pray and I pray
Every night I am on my knees Begging for the chance to see you again
Just more time one more moment
To take you in my arms
One more chance one more kiss
Before I wake to find you gone
One more time before I have to face another day
and my heart breaks again
(Music soprano saxophone playing)
One more time before I have to face another day
and my heart breaks again
I fall asleep when it ends willing myself to dream of happy times Spike and I shared.
Spike's POV
I wake up only to find myself alone in a lonely place. No doubt in my mind that those bloody wankers put me here. The last thing I remember was them telling me I had a choice vampire or human. At first I had immediately jumped on being a vampire, but then I thought about it and I want to be human. I suddenly sense a heart beat and I think of food, but then I realize that I am alive, it is my heartbeat. I jump up and do a little dance, but then I stop myself and sit back down. I hear a loud door open and shut behind me and I know it is not the Powers That Be. A broad shouldered man is standing in front of me.
"So, do I get to go home?" I ask.
"No, you must wait till she needs you"
"She? Who is she?"
"The slayer," he answers simply.
'Oh, great. The day the slayer needs me is the day that it rains in hell," I say sarcastically.
"I'll have you know, it does rain in some hell dimensions," he tells me. "You will watch her, though. Hear her thoughts, see her. She of course won't know, but you will be watching her. You are her guardian".
"But I'm bloody human"
"No, you are not a human. It just seems like you are. You have powers. And when she needs her guardian, you will go". With that he left me alone to see and feel her. It was kind of like a magic screen. I saw and thought what she thought constenlly, but she didn't know it. * I could get use to this* I thought. Soon, though my *powers * were activated and I didn't think it was too great.
There she was crying on her bed, asleep. Her radio was on to a soft jazz station and she was rocking back in forth. I saw her dream one of me telling her it was all her fault, then I die. She jumped up after the dream was over and pulled her knees to her chest rocking slowly like a mad woman. She sobbed loudly and called put my name. I felt horrible, and I was guessing that I was feeling what she was.
My Buffy was depressed and tired. She looked almost as horrible as she felt. Red puffy eyes and a red nose, her hair was frizzed and un-brushed. She missed me.
Buffy's POV
I had to at least give my friends credit they had tried so hard to make me feel better. They had tried and had not succeeded. How could they? They were not him, they were not the man I had loved and the man I had loved. Spike was gone, at the time when he had really died I had not believed it at first, I had waited for him to come and save me from my nightmare. Never once when I gave him the necklace did I think he would die in the process of it. If I had I would have let Angel wear it. (A/N: Haha! Wasn't that funny, I don't like B/A together.)
I went upstairs after idly walking around the kitchen. I walked to my room slowly passing Dawn's door. I heard her smooth breathing and knew that she was asleep, I should be, too. But, I could not sleep. I saw him there, some of them were good, but most the time he was just telling me it was my entire fault. I felt numb; it was like when I came back from heaven all over again. When I got to my room I lied down on my bed and turned on the radio, it was the same station as the one in Spike's room.
I lie half awake late at night
I reach out to touch you, feel you by my side
And I reach and I reach
But I never get to feel you, will I ever get to feel you again?
Just more time one more moment
To take you in my arms
One more chance one more kiss
Before I wake to find you gone
One more time before I have to face another day
and my heart breaks again
It is only a dream, but it is all so real
I don't want it to end, but I know it will
So I pray and I pray
Every night I am on my knees Begging for the chance to see you again
Just more time one more moment
To take you in my arms
One more chance one more kiss
Before I wake to find you gone
One more time before I have to face another day
and my heart breaks again
(Music soprano saxophone playing)
One more time before I have to face another day
and my heart breaks again
I fall asleep when it ends willing myself to dream of happy times Spike and I shared.
Spike's POV
I wake up only to find myself alone in a lonely place. No doubt in my mind that those bloody wankers put me here. The last thing I remember was them telling me I had a choice vampire or human. At first I had immediately jumped on being a vampire, but then I thought about it and I want to be human. I suddenly sense a heart beat and I think of food, but then I realize that I am alive, it is my heartbeat. I jump up and do a little dance, but then I stop myself and sit back down. I hear a loud door open and shut behind me and I know it is not the Powers That Be. A broad shouldered man is standing in front of me.
"So, do I get to go home?" I ask.
"No, you must wait till she needs you"
"She? Who is she?"
"The slayer," he answers simply.
'Oh, great. The day the slayer needs me is the day that it rains in hell," I say sarcastically.
"I'll have you know, it does rain in some hell dimensions," he tells me. "You will watch her, though. Hear her thoughts, see her. She of course won't know, but you will be watching her. You are her guardian".
"But I'm bloody human"
"No, you are not a human. It just seems like you are. You have powers. And when she needs her guardian, you will go". With that he left me alone to see and feel her. It was kind of like a magic screen. I saw and thought what she thought constenlly, but she didn't know it. * I could get use to this* I thought. Soon, though my *powers * were activated and I didn't think it was too great.
There she was crying on her bed, asleep. Her radio was on to a soft jazz station and she was rocking back in forth. I saw her dream one of me telling her it was all her fault, then I die. She jumped up after the dream was over and pulled her knees to her chest rocking slowly like a mad woman. She sobbed loudly and called put my name. I felt horrible, and I was guessing that I was feeling what she was.
My Buffy was depressed and tired. She looked almost as horrible as she felt. Red puffy eyes and a red nose, her hair was frizzed and un-brushed. She missed me.
