Buffy decides to take a breather because she knows how hard the girls have been working. So at the best time while Giles is gone looking for more potentials, she takes out the whole bunch to the Bronze, including Principal Wood. She wants him to feel more comfortable around the girls and especially around Spike. She doesn't want him to do anything crazy or start another fight, again.
Buffy says, "Ok, you girls better stay under control or it's back to the house. Got it?"
"Got it." The girls say in unison and run off to have fun.
Buffy and Robin find a couch and plop down quickly, Buffy is glad she has the pitter-patter off her shoulders, at least for a while.
"Finally, time to just relax and enjoy the music."
"I feel your pain. The constant internal strife does get to you for awhile."
"For awhile? Seems like all the time."
The both enjoy a good laugh after all the things that have been happening lately.
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Spike reaches the Bronze. He hopes that Mya has gotten his message. As just to his amazement, there she was sitting at the table in the corner. He could tell she was getting fidgety.
He walks over to the table and says, "Hey."
Mya glances at her watch and replies, "9:05pm, you're late."
"Sorry, love." Spike apologizes.
He sits down and they start to chat.
"Sooo…what's up? What have you been doing all these years?" Mya asks curiously.
"Been here. You know, fighting and all." Spike replies hastily.
"What about the Slayer, what's she got to do with it?"
"Everything," Spike sighs, "You sure you wanna hear about this one?"
"Wouldn't miss a word."
So Spike begins to tell the story of his life in Sunnydale and his romances and un-romances in Sunnydale. He tells her about the recent happenings about the potentials and the First. He tells Mya everything, as he had always done. They have always confided in each other, ever since that day that she became one with him. They had been such good friends throughout the years that it was a shame that they had to end it in a lie. But they both want to get to know each other now since both of them now have souls. They want to rebuild their friendship back to where it had been 50 years ago.
"Hmmmmm." Mya says after Spike had finished his story.
"Hmmmm?! That's all you can say about my life!?" Spike says furiously.
"It's not a bad hmmmm, I-it's a good hmmm. I'm looking into the situation. But what I don't understand is why? Why didn't she appreciate all those things you did?"
"I don't know. And no one in this bloody world knows, 'cept for her."
"You mind if I give you some advice?"
"And what's that, love?"
"You gotta wait for her Spike. You've pulled your share and now it's time for her to start pulling hers. I don't know why she wouldn't be doing anything. But you must wait for her to come, eh? If she really loves you, she'll come."
"That makes sense, I guess." Spike picks up his glass and takes a good gulp of his whiskey. "Now that my story is done, let's hear yours, pet."
"Well, mine's not that interesting. Actually come to think of it, mine's not interesting at all. I've just been around. First went to South America, then to the states. I found a nice little boy who loved me so much he got me a soul and ever since then I've just been around. Nothing special."
"Both of us blinded by love…" Spike says sarcastically.
"Got that right. God, how did I ever trust that ponce? Then again, I never thanked him for it though. Got's to do that someday."
"Thank him? For what?"
"For the soul, I'm more myself, more sane. I mean I'm better, better than before."
Spike thought for a minute. She's right. He knew that the soul made him a better man, if not a better monster. He cared, he loved. What more could he ask for?
"You're right. Heck, you're always right."
They both enjoy a good laugh together remembering the memories from the years gone by. They had created so many memories that they new would never grow old. They both knew that they would stay friends, always, even if the years had made them part, they would still be friends.
Buffy on the other hand gets distracted from her little party with the principal. She sees Spike and Mya enjoying each other's company. Huh, so that's who he's meeting. They look happy, together, she thinks.
"I wonder what they're up to…" Buffy quietly says to herself.
"What'd you say, Buffy?" Robin asks.
"Nothing…Umm, you wanna dance?" Buffy replies, changing the subject. Regretting it seconds after the words came out of her mouth.
"Would be my pleasure." Robin replies gladly, taking Buffy's hand and leads her to the dance floor.
The head to the dance floor passing Spike and Mya. Spike and Mya both look up as if they were interrupting their conversation. Robin gives Spike an evil stare; he knew there was something odd about him. Spike starts to get up, but Mya pushes him down lightly.
"Where do you think you're going?" Mya asks.
"Out." Spike starts to get up, but yet again to be seated by Mya.
"No you're not. Now I know it hurts, but you have to deal, all right, hun? Don't let it get to you, just be happy for her, that's what she would want. It's what you want, isn't it?"
Spike nods in approval, she knows what she's doing, he thinks. Mya seeing the pain in his eyes starts up another conversation to get the subject off his mind. Much to her surprise, it works and they are off in memory-land.
After a few more ramblings from the past, Spike was feeling a bit more relaxed. He wasn't happy about Robin and Buffy but he accepted it. He wanted what was best for Buffy.
"Hey, I'm getting low on the caffeine intake" Mya says while lifting her empty glass. "I'm gonna go get some more coke, you want anything?" Mya asks.
"No, I'm alright, pet." Spike replies and with that, Mya walks over to the bar just round the corner.
Spike looks around the place for a minute, recollecting the memories from the past years. He hadn't noticed that Mya had come back and sat back in the chair.
"Whatcha thinking 'bout, hun?" Mya asks curiously.
"Nothing, really. That was a quick trip." Spike replies with confusion.
"Well, I wouldn't miss a word, isn't that what I said. I know what you're thinking about." Mya replies grimly.
"Is that right? And how would you know?" Spike asks suspiciously.
"Isn't that what I do? Read your mind, read your thoughts. You didn't really believe I let that loser put a soul into me, did you? How could you think so low of me? Bad Spike." Mya says.
"The First… you're The First." Spike stutters.
"Am I? I dare you. Touch me…come on." Mya replies evilly and shifted her body forward, waiting. Spike just sits there, frozen. He can't believe his eyes, his best friend is a betrayer.
"I need you Spike, our world needs you. Choose where you belong. You are an evil monster, nothing you do can change that. Oh, shucks. If you haven't noticed Spike, your love is down there, dancing with another man. What are you gonna do about that, huh?" Mya continues.
She had nothing more to say so she gets up and leaves the Bronze. Just like that. Spike sits there frozen. He knew The First was trying to take control of him, but he couldn't tell. Was that Mya or was that the First? Spike was just left there to stir in his confusion.