Spike and Buffy are still sitting in the basement enjoying each other's tight embrace. They sit, knowing that their love is true and that nothing can make them part, nothing. They've finally found a place in each other's hearts, a place that is accepted by both. Without speaking a word, their love flourishes; their love is so pure, so beautiful, that it shines throughout the darkness. It shines far and beyond, and together they are invincible. They sit in their little heaven on Earth, until they are interrupted by a familiar English voice.
"Buffy? Are you down there?" Giles asks.
"Yeah?" Buffy answers.
"I think you better come up here. We may have gotten an important bit or information." Giles informs.
"I'm coming!" Buffy replies.
"I'll be right back," Buffy whispers to Spike.
"I'll be waiting," Spike replies as Buffy quickly walks up the stairs to hear the, hopefully, good news.
Meanwhile, Spike gets himself comfortable on his cot while he thinks about what has just happened.
'She loves me. She really loves me!' Spike thinks excitedly.
He can't just help but smile as he thinks about Buffy, HIS Buffy.
"My Buffy," Spike says to himself. "All mine."
Barely noticeable, a shadow lingers in the basement as Spike enjoys his privacy. Eventually though, Spike's vampire senses kick in as he feels a disturbance in the area.
"Who's there?" Spike asks wearily.
The shadow moves into the light as its face is revealed.
"An old friend," came the low reply.
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"Mya?" Spike whispers.
"It's me," Mya answers.
"I thought you were…" Spike trails off.
"I am," Mya answers. "I was sent here to talk to you. For what reason, I dunno."
"I-I've missed you," Spike confesses.
"I've missed you, too, Spike." Mya replies.
Mya walks closer to Spike. She is now standing fully in the light and Spike can see her without vamping out. She is wearing the same outfit that had worn when she had returned, when she left, and when she went down below. The same flare in her style shows through her outfit. The same sheer black top with a white shirt peeking through, the same jeans, and that same black beanie that she swore she would never go anywhere without. Ever since the day he met her; she always had that beanie. It is a sign of her newly created self; the new Mya, the vampire. Spike looks at her face as those tears that never seemed to surface, have done so.
"Love, what's wrong?" Spike asks.
"Spike, it's so lonely down here. I knew what I was getting myself into, but I didn't know…" Mya trails off. "I have no one to talk to, no one to tell how my day went, no one to tell me that my outfit is totally bogus-"
Spike smiles as Mya mentions the great times from back in the day.
"And I have no one to pick me up when I'm down," Mya finishes.
"You know I'm here, you know I'll be watching," Spike helps.
"I do, it's just…I liked things the way they used to be. It just saddens me to think that it can never be that way again." Mya says.
Spike looks at Mya in the face as she speaks those words. It's true. They'll never have those great times; they'll never make new memories. It's over, for good.
A crimson dust cloud settles around Mya to show the ending of her time on Earth. She looks around herself, as the dust cloud gets bigger.
"I have to go," Mya says sadly.
Spike looks at Mya with pleading eyes; he needs more time.
"I'm sorry. I have no choice. But remember what I said, don't let her go." Mya reminds Spike and disappears.
The crimson dust cloud quickly dissipates as Mya departs.
"I won't," Spike says out loud.
"You won't what?" Buffy asks from the top of the stairs.
"I-I" Spike stammers, "I won't stop loving you, ever."
Buffy walks up to Spike and cups his head in her hands. She looks deep into his blue eyes and searches his soul before pulling him into a sweet embrace. She blinks back the tears that have pooled in her eyes, dreading the lie that her love has told.