'He can't leave!' Buffy thought. She ran out of the training room to
find Xander and Anya making out. "Have you two seen Spike?" Buffy asked
them desperately. They both jumped and looked at her.
"He went out the front door, why?" Anya asked innocently.
"I don't have time to explain! I need to get to him before it's too late," Buffy made a dash to the door.
"Too late for what?" Xander asked himself out loud.
"I don't know. Maybe should follow her and find out," Anya suggested.
"Good idea!" They both ran out the door and followed Buffy.
*********
Buffy was near the cemetery by now. "I cant believe it's night fall all ready." She thought. "Where could he be?" she asked herself in frustration. She began to shed tears. 'He can't leave,' she said to herself. She then heard a motor bike start. "The crypt!" she ran in the direction the crypt was. She came to a halt and saw Spike getting ready to leave. He glanced in her direction and saw her standing there. "Are you here to insult me some more or are you here to watch me leave and never come back? Wait, I know you're here for the combination of both," He kicked a tin can that was on the ground.
"No, I came here to tell you to stay," She told him quietly.
"Oh really?" he asked. "So I can become your whipping boy once more?" he shook his head and turned his back to Buffy.
"No! It's just.. You can't leave," Buffy begged him.
Spike faced her. "Oh, right you need someone to yell at when you feel the need to yell. Sorry, pet. Been there, done that." Buffy smacked him across the face. "Oh, more violence?" he asked, a hard look crossing his face.
"Will you listen to me for once?" Buffy asked him.
"Oh yeah?" he started as he rubbed his jaw. "Give me one good reason why I should stay." Buffy just stood there, looking at the ground. He shook his head sadly and started to walk towards his bike. "Well, love, if that's your final answer, I'll best be going. He started to mount his bike. But Buffy wouldn't let him get the better of him. She picked her head up.
"Because I love you," Buffy said softly. She started to walk away.
Spike froze in mid-mount. He turned around, "What did you say? I mean if I heard correctly did you say you loved me?" He asked.
Buffy turned around, "Yes you heard correctly! I just didn't want to admit it." Spike moved towards her.
"This is the honest truth right? It's not a back plan to make me stay?" He said grabbing her shoulders and looking into her face. Buffy looked up into his blue eyes.
"It is the honest truth," She replied. He let go of her and sat down, dazed. She sat beside him. They were silent for some time.
"Well, then that is a good reason to stay," Spike said stiffly, breaking the silent.
Buffy Smiled. The Next thing she did was totally unexpected on Spike's behalf; Buffy gave him a tight embrace. (I love my big words and vocab.) He hesitated, then hugged her, shocked.
************
"Are you believing what I'm seeing?" Xander asked Anya.
"Well, Duh, you heard her," Anya said rolling her eyes.
"It was an _expression, not a question," Xander said, exasperated.
"Then why did you ask me?" Anya asked him.
"Just never mind, so this is why she needed to find Spike," Xander said theoretically.
"Evil bunnies!" Anya hissed.
"Evil what?" Xander asked her, confused.
"Nothing," Anya replied quickly. Xander gave her a strange look then spied on Buffy and Spike some more.
"Wanna make out?" Anya asked Xander.
"Just a sec... Huh? What did you say?" Xander asked, incredulous.
"Wanna...Make... Out?" She repeated the question slowly.
"How about at my place?" Xander suggested, a sly grin coming onto his face.
"Okay!" They both walked off, hand to hand.
Buffy pulled away, looking up at Spike. He noticed the tears in her eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked. She laughed and wiped her eyes. "I was just so afraid I would lose you," she answered, putting her arms around him. "I'm sorry I treated you this way for so long, but everything's been so weird lately...." He placed a finger on her lips, silencing her.
"I forgive you love. And, so you know.." Spike hesitated, then shook his head. He looked directly into her eyes. "I love you too," he admitted. Buffy's eyes widened.
"What?" she whispered. But she received no answer, verbal at least. Spike quickly leaned and caught her lips in a gentle kiss. She was shocked at first, but then reality sank in, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Spike put his arms around her waist, and let the kiss deepen. When they pulled apart for air, they just stared at each other. Then Spike put his forehead against hers. She smiled and kissed him quickly.
"That's my good reason to stay," she whispered. He grinned and they kissed for a long time after that.
*************
Buffy returned home in a daze. Willow met her at the door. "Where the heck have you been?" she practically screamed. "It's one in the morning!" Buffy rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, Willow! I've been with Spike the whole time," she replied, grinning. Willow stared at her, then grinned also. "So, is he a good kisser?" "WILLOW!" She shrugged her shoulder and repeated the question.
"Well, I need details you know was it nice, romantic, or what?" she replied waiting an answer from her friend. Buffy just stared at her for a moment.
"I'm going to bed," She told her. "I'll tell you about it in the morning." She informed her.
"Ok, if you don't tell me I'm gonna beat it out of you," Willow said with her playful grin on her face.
Buffy just smiled. "Good-night," she headed up stairs.
She went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, brushed her hair, and headed to her room. She steeped into the doorway when someone slammed it shut behind her. She quickly spun around to find Angel standing there.
"He went out the front door, why?" Anya asked innocently.
"I don't have time to explain! I need to get to him before it's too late," Buffy made a dash to the door.
"Too late for what?" Xander asked himself out loud.
"I don't know. Maybe should follow her and find out," Anya suggested.
"Good idea!" They both ran out the door and followed Buffy.
*********
Buffy was near the cemetery by now. "I cant believe it's night fall all ready." She thought. "Where could he be?" she asked herself in frustration. She began to shed tears. 'He can't leave,' she said to herself. She then heard a motor bike start. "The crypt!" she ran in the direction the crypt was. She came to a halt and saw Spike getting ready to leave. He glanced in her direction and saw her standing there. "Are you here to insult me some more or are you here to watch me leave and never come back? Wait, I know you're here for the combination of both," He kicked a tin can that was on the ground.
"No, I came here to tell you to stay," She told him quietly.
"Oh really?" he asked. "So I can become your whipping boy once more?" he shook his head and turned his back to Buffy.
"No! It's just.. You can't leave," Buffy begged him.
Spike faced her. "Oh, right you need someone to yell at when you feel the need to yell. Sorry, pet. Been there, done that." Buffy smacked him across the face. "Oh, more violence?" he asked, a hard look crossing his face.
"Will you listen to me for once?" Buffy asked him.
"Oh yeah?" he started as he rubbed his jaw. "Give me one good reason why I should stay." Buffy just stood there, looking at the ground. He shook his head sadly and started to walk towards his bike. "Well, love, if that's your final answer, I'll best be going. He started to mount his bike. But Buffy wouldn't let him get the better of him. She picked her head up.
"Because I love you," Buffy said softly. She started to walk away.
Spike froze in mid-mount. He turned around, "What did you say? I mean if I heard correctly did you say you loved me?" He asked.
Buffy turned around, "Yes you heard correctly! I just didn't want to admit it." Spike moved towards her.
"This is the honest truth right? It's not a back plan to make me stay?" He said grabbing her shoulders and looking into her face. Buffy looked up into his blue eyes.
"It is the honest truth," She replied. He let go of her and sat down, dazed. She sat beside him. They were silent for some time.
"Well, then that is a good reason to stay," Spike said stiffly, breaking the silent.
Buffy Smiled. The Next thing she did was totally unexpected on Spike's behalf; Buffy gave him a tight embrace. (I love my big words and vocab.) He hesitated, then hugged her, shocked.
************
"Are you believing what I'm seeing?" Xander asked Anya.
"Well, Duh, you heard her," Anya said rolling her eyes.
"It was an _expression, not a question," Xander said, exasperated.
"Then why did you ask me?" Anya asked him.
"Just never mind, so this is why she needed to find Spike," Xander said theoretically.
"Evil bunnies!" Anya hissed.
"Evil what?" Xander asked her, confused.
"Nothing," Anya replied quickly. Xander gave her a strange look then spied on Buffy and Spike some more.
"Wanna make out?" Anya asked Xander.
"Just a sec... Huh? What did you say?" Xander asked, incredulous.
"Wanna...Make... Out?" She repeated the question slowly.
"How about at my place?" Xander suggested, a sly grin coming onto his face.
"Okay!" They both walked off, hand to hand.
Buffy pulled away, looking up at Spike. He noticed the tears in her eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked. She laughed and wiped her eyes. "I was just so afraid I would lose you," she answered, putting her arms around him. "I'm sorry I treated you this way for so long, but everything's been so weird lately...." He placed a finger on her lips, silencing her.
"I forgive you love. And, so you know.." Spike hesitated, then shook his head. He looked directly into her eyes. "I love you too," he admitted. Buffy's eyes widened.
"What?" she whispered. But she received no answer, verbal at least. Spike quickly leaned and caught her lips in a gentle kiss. She was shocked at first, but then reality sank in, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Spike put his arms around her waist, and let the kiss deepen. When they pulled apart for air, they just stared at each other. Then Spike put his forehead against hers. She smiled and kissed him quickly.
"That's my good reason to stay," she whispered. He grinned and they kissed for a long time after that.
*************
Buffy returned home in a daze. Willow met her at the door. "Where the heck have you been?" she practically screamed. "It's one in the morning!" Buffy rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, Willow! I've been with Spike the whole time," she replied, grinning. Willow stared at her, then grinned also. "So, is he a good kisser?" "WILLOW!" She shrugged her shoulder and repeated the question.
"Well, I need details you know was it nice, romantic, or what?" she replied waiting an answer from her friend. Buffy just stared at her for a moment.
"I'm going to bed," She told her. "I'll tell you about it in the morning." She informed her.
"Ok, if you don't tell me I'm gonna beat it out of you," Willow said with her playful grin on her face.
Buffy just smiled. "Good-night," she headed up stairs.
She went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, brushed her hair, and headed to her room. She steeped into the doorway when someone slammed it shut behind her. She quickly spun around to find Angel standing there.