"BUUUFFFYYYY!" Spike runs over to her with all his remaining strength and catches her as she falls. Pulling the Sword out of her stomach with one hand, while supporting her with the other, he chops off the creature's head and slices it down the center. The Minotaur falls down dead. He looks down at her and bloody tears well up in his eyes. He sinks to the floor cradling her in his arms.
Angel comes running in. "What happen…" He stops dead in his tracks. In front of him is his greatest enemy hovering over his love. His bloody love. "Oh, my God." He runs over and tries to take Buffy from Spike, but he won't let go.
"Don't touch her. I've got her. Get something to stop the bleeding." Angel looks dumbfounded at the shred of a man left sitting on the ground before him. Spike looks back down at his dying Buffy. "Don't leave me. I can't do this without you. You have to come back to me. … …A hospital." To Angel. "Help me get her to a hospital."
Buffy reaches up and grabs him. With all her remaining strength she whispers so softly that even Angel, with his vampire senses, can't even hear her "No. I'm ready. I have lived now. I can die happy, here in your arms. The arms of my soul mate." Then she reaches up to kiss him, but looses consciousness before their lips meet. Spike looks up to Angel fighting back tears.
"Where's a room? Help me get her to a room."
"Spike, she needs a hospital."
"She doesn't want one. She says she's ready. Just help me up."
"No. We're getting her to a hospital, Now!"
"NO! I Will Not Let You DO That. We WILL Respect Her Wishes. Even if it kills us. She wants this. I Will NOT let you take that away from her."
Spike gets to his feet and starts to carry her upstairs. Angel follows, still not sure what to do. What's gotten into him? He's never cared for anyone, let alone a Slayer. What happened? …Maybe he really has changed.
