Chapter 6- The light

(The Ramada Inn- Buffy's room)

Buffy lay in her bed, one arm affectionately thrown around a hotel room pillow. She squeezed the pillow tight to her chest as she slept, with a small smile on her face.

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(Dreaming)

It was night, and they were on the beach. Spike was lying on his back, one arm behind his head, and the other arm around his girl. Her head was snuggled up against his chest, and her arm was wrapped tightly around his torso.

They hadn't spoken for quite some time; they just rested there looking up at the stars as the sound of the ocean's waves crashing the shore filled their ears.

Spike moved down and placed a kiss on Buffy's head before speaking. "Was it always this good, love?"

Buffy smiled a bit before answering, "No…but it is now, and that's all that matters, isn't it?"

Spike thought about that for a moment and said no more. They just held each other for as long as they could, knowing that the moment could not last.

Buffy reached up to him and kissed him gently, her lips lingering on his face a while before pulling back. She sighed heavily, as if forlorn- yet she was content to have this moment.

Once again, Spike glanced down towards Buffy, this time the look on his face was more serious. "Soon, love," he said. "Soon."

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And Buffy awoke with sunlight beaming on her face.

She'd left the curtains open the previous night and the room was filled with bright illumination, the whole room was gleaming…It was…

"Effulgent." She said out loud, chuckling at herself for the use of such a fancy word. "Not bad for a college drop out!"

She swung her legs over the bed and smiled as she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She came back out to check the time and saw that it was still early, only 8:30. She called the house to say good morning to everyone before taking a shower and leaving to have breakfast. There was a long day ahead of her.

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(Sunnydale)

Spike opened his eyes and looked at the mess of rubble that surrounded him. It was time. He knew he had to go, and that it had to be today. He didn't know for sure how he was going to get there but it was time.

He briskly walked down to the work site and sneaked into one of the trailers while the morning crew began their daily routine. He showered quickly and grabbed the big green duffle bag marked with "Andy" embroidered on the side of it. He didn't know Andy, but knew enough. They were more or less the same size, Spike had taken clothes from Andy before and replaced the clean set with whatever he was wearing to lessen suspicion.

Spike also knew Andy was one of the bosses. He had his own private trailer set up by the site. Spike had seen him in the trailer a couple of times during his search for food and necessities. Today Andy would have to go without clean clothes and food. Spike didn't care. In fact, the thought of Andy searching his trailer high and low for the bag he "just knew" he had brought with him made Spike chuckle deep in his throat.

He grabbed a couple of the wrapped sandwiches from the refrigerator without bothering to see what they were and quickly headed back to his "home". Changing into a clean pair of jeans and a black t-shirt he looked through the rest of the bag to see what was in it.

In the bag were a couple of white t-shirts, another black shirt, and a couple of pairs of socks. Also a pair of black jeans, which he placed back in, leaving the white shirts behind. He may not have known who he was or where he came from, but he knew that white was not his color.

He reached into his hiding spot for the pendant, but before placing it in his pocket looked down at the medallion in his hand with curiosity, rubbing his finger over the cold stone. He loved the feeling he had when holding it and knew that it was the key in finding out who he really was. He had to know who he was. He had to know so he could find out who she was.

He smiled slightly, raising a questioning eyebrow. "Soon, love…yes, but soon what?"

It was then that he heard a car approaching outside. He walked out from the rubble that had been his home, no longer afraid of being discovered. He was leaving- he was going to find out who he was…who she was. And he knew that the car was coming for him.

The car shut off and the man behind the wheel stepped softly out of the jeep and greeted him with some trepidation.

Wesley was a little bit nervous. He didn't know what to expect of this Spike character, he was surprised as hell that it was even him- and then to see him walking about in daylight…he was surprised indeed, and not at all unsure that this wouldn't please Angel one bit.

"Hello Spike"

"Do you know me?" Spike asked, throwing the duffel bag over his shoulder as he walked over to the jeep and threw it in back.

"I…yes…uh…no…sort of," Wesley stammered. He took a breath. "My name is Wesley, do you remember how you came to be here?"

"That…is a long story, and I venture we have quite a trip to wherever this is," he said, pulling the business card Angel had left behind out of his pocket and showing it to Wesley before putting it back in his back pocket. "That is why you're here, isn't it? To take me to this fellow…Angel is it? Is that really his name?"

"Yes, well…I guess we both have a lot to talk about then, we didn't expect you to have…amnesia…Spike"

"Yeah well…I didn't expect there was anyone that expected…me."

"We'd be best to get moving," Spike said, and he got into the passenger seat of the jeep before adding, "while it's still daylight."

"You really don't remember," Wesley mumbled, before getting into the jeep himself.

TBC

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Very special thanks to Nicole, my first ever beta. I'm very excited. You rock! Can't wait until you're done with your first story!

Sorry this chapter has been so long in the waiting, but I had a little trouble with the rating on one of my stories…it was a little too smutty for the likes of this particular website and my means of punishment was being unable to upload new chappies for days and days.

Thanks for all of the feedback; it means the world to me. I am really enjoying writing this story and I hope that you all enjoy reading it. Thanks!
-Erica