Dancing through the night with you
It's been a while, I know. I have been really busy and this is my second time writing this chapter 'cause my computer went wonky and lost a bunch of files. So finally, it is here, hope you like. *hugs*
********* Give me all your dreams, And let me go alone your way, Give me all your prayers to sing, And I'll turn the night into the skylight of day.
*********
Buffy stared up at the ceiling, the ancient motel bed uncomfortable beneath her. She was thinking about the night's events and was apprehensive about what was to come the following night. Love. She loved him. I. Love. You. Three words, they were simple enough. why couldn't she just say them? She was terrified, every time she tried to tell him she froze up; she was worried that if she could not say it when she needed to, she could loose him forever.
Spike closed his eyes. She wanted him to go back to Sunnydale, was it worth it? She had said she wanted to be with him, she had travelled all this way to tell him that so she must care, but she didn't love him. He did not know whether he could stand to be with her, forever living in the shadow of his bloody sire. He knew he wouldn't stay away forever anyway; he missed the dance too much. Sighing in a state of confusion, he rolled over and attempted to sleep, his last thoughts: good and bad times in Sunnyhell, Red, Harris, the Li'l Bit..
*********** But when the day is done, And the sun goes down, And the moonlight's shining through. Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven I'll come crawling on back to you.
************
The place was slightly classier than the one the night before. The dim lights and soft music gave it a peaceful feel. There was a few people around tables where food was being served, some sitting at the bar, and even some people dancing on the small dance floor, but overall it wasn't very busy.
Buffy and spike sat facing each other, on a small table in the corner.
Spike looked over at the small blond girl, wondering just what to say to her.
She sipped at her drink and looked over at the fidgeting vampire, they had been sitting there for the better part of an hour, he had asked about Sunnydale and the scoobies, wondering what had gone on in his absence, she had asked about him and his 'new life'. Both had yet to bring up the subject of their relationship, slowly the small talk had drifted off and they had descended in to an awkward silence.
Spike studied the slayer, his heart was in overdrive and she was behind the stirring wheel, he knew that he would go back to Sunnydale if she gave him some indication of her feelings being real, she needed to tell him outright.but could she?
He watched as she desperately tried to form words, she looked exhausted, like she just wanted to forget everything and go home. Suddenly he realised, he didn't want to know what she was going to say. What if she didn't want him? What if all she wanted was someone to run to when life got too hard? What if that was exactly what she was doing now?
"Spike I." finally about to say something, Buffy was shocked to find herself interrupted by the bleached blond pulling her to her feet.
Looking questioningly into his eyes, she was about to say something but was silenced by a small shake of his head. She was extremely surprised to find herself being lead to the dance floor, and even more surprised to feel Spikes strong arms wrapping around her as they began to sway to the gentle music.
********* I got a taste of paradise, I'm never gonna let it slip away, I got a taste of paradise, It's all I really need to make me stay- just like a child again.
**********
Guiding the beautiful girl to the music, he held her tight. He knew they needed to sort things out, but words would only lead to arguing. Taste of paradise.Spike knew it was no mistake he had decided to dance to this song, he just hoped that Buffy would listen to the lyrics.
Buffy let her head fall to the taller man's shoulder, she felt so safe here.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
Buffy was not sure what she had meant by 'why'. Why did he leave? Why was it so hard to say what she wanted? Why had he stopped her from talking? It was all so complex so instead she settled for "Why are we dancing"
Smiling to himself Spike replied with the first thing that came to his head. "You think we're dancing?"
"That's all we've ever done." She whispered, without hesitation. "God, I've missed you so much.what can I say to make you come home?"
The vampire didn't reply, he just continued to sway with her.
Defeated Buffy relaxed against him, listening to the music.
********** Heaven can wait, And all I got is time until the end of time
***********
That is when she realised. He wanted her to listen to the music. She knew he was waiting, he had said all he needed to say, and all he wanted was an answer from her. He wanted to hear her say the words, but until she did, all they would ever do would 'dance'.
Spike closed his eyes, holding her close and taking in her perfection. He knew tonight would change things. It was her choice, she either made it clear that they were going to be together and he would go home with her, or he would let her go, he could wait forever for her but he needed an answer now, if he was going to return to Sunnydale.
************ I got a taste of paradise, That's all I really need to make me stay. I got a taste of paradise, If I had it any sooner, You know I never would have run away from my home.
************
Caught in the moment, Spike leaned in and whispered in her ear " I love you, Buffy"
Pulling back slightly, Buffy took a deep breath. She looked into his eyes, she saw the love and hope shining there. and she froze.
He watched her intently for a few moments, sighing hurt and defeated. He smoothly turned and walked out the bar.
He did not look back and he didn't see the single tear slip down her face.
************* And I swear it's true, I was just about to say I love you.
************* TBC
Am I meant to cry when writing if I know what's gonna happen? Okay, I'm gonna go and watch Buffy.again. Continued as soon as I can. *hugs*
It's been a while, I know. I have been really busy and this is my second time writing this chapter 'cause my computer went wonky and lost a bunch of files. So finally, it is here, hope you like. *hugs*
********* Give me all your dreams, And let me go alone your way, Give me all your prayers to sing, And I'll turn the night into the skylight of day.
*********
Buffy stared up at the ceiling, the ancient motel bed uncomfortable beneath her. She was thinking about the night's events and was apprehensive about what was to come the following night. Love. She loved him. I. Love. You. Three words, they were simple enough. why couldn't she just say them? She was terrified, every time she tried to tell him she froze up; she was worried that if she could not say it when she needed to, she could loose him forever.
Spike closed his eyes. She wanted him to go back to Sunnydale, was it worth it? She had said she wanted to be with him, she had travelled all this way to tell him that so she must care, but she didn't love him. He did not know whether he could stand to be with her, forever living in the shadow of his bloody sire. He knew he wouldn't stay away forever anyway; he missed the dance too much. Sighing in a state of confusion, he rolled over and attempted to sleep, his last thoughts: good and bad times in Sunnyhell, Red, Harris, the Li'l Bit..
*********** But when the day is done, And the sun goes down, And the moonlight's shining through. Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven I'll come crawling on back to you.
************
The place was slightly classier than the one the night before. The dim lights and soft music gave it a peaceful feel. There was a few people around tables where food was being served, some sitting at the bar, and even some people dancing on the small dance floor, but overall it wasn't very busy.
Buffy and spike sat facing each other, on a small table in the corner.
Spike looked over at the small blond girl, wondering just what to say to her.
She sipped at her drink and looked over at the fidgeting vampire, they had been sitting there for the better part of an hour, he had asked about Sunnydale and the scoobies, wondering what had gone on in his absence, she had asked about him and his 'new life'. Both had yet to bring up the subject of their relationship, slowly the small talk had drifted off and they had descended in to an awkward silence.
Spike studied the slayer, his heart was in overdrive and she was behind the stirring wheel, he knew that he would go back to Sunnydale if she gave him some indication of her feelings being real, she needed to tell him outright.but could she?
He watched as she desperately tried to form words, she looked exhausted, like she just wanted to forget everything and go home. Suddenly he realised, he didn't want to know what she was going to say. What if she didn't want him? What if all she wanted was someone to run to when life got too hard? What if that was exactly what she was doing now?
"Spike I." finally about to say something, Buffy was shocked to find herself interrupted by the bleached blond pulling her to her feet.
Looking questioningly into his eyes, she was about to say something but was silenced by a small shake of his head. She was extremely surprised to find herself being lead to the dance floor, and even more surprised to feel Spikes strong arms wrapping around her as they began to sway to the gentle music.
********* I got a taste of paradise, I'm never gonna let it slip away, I got a taste of paradise, It's all I really need to make me stay- just like a child again.
**********
Guiding the beautiful girl to the music, he held her tight. He knew they needed to sort things out, but words would only lead to arguing. Taste of paradise.Spike knew it was no mistake he had decided to dance to this song, he just hoped that Buffy would listen to the lyrics.
Buffy let her head fall to the taller man's shoulder, she felt so safe here.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
Buffy was not sure what she had meant by 'why'. Why did he leave? Why was it so hard to say what she wanted? Why had he stopped her from talking? It was all so complex so instead she settled for "Why are we dancing"
Smiling to himself Spike replied with the first thing that came to his head. "You think we're dancing?"
"That's all we've ever done." She whispered, without hesitation. "God, I've missed you so much.what can I say to make you come home?"
The vampire didn't reply, he just continued to sway with her.
Defeated Buffy relaxed against him, listening to the music.
********** Heaven can wait, And all I got is time until the end of time
***********
That is when she realised. He wanted her to listen to the music. She knew he was waiting, he had said all he needed to say, and all he wanted was an answer from her. He wanted to hear her say the words, but until she did, all they would ever do would 'dance'.
Spike closed his eyes, holding her close and taking in her perfection. He knew tonight would change things. It was her choice, she either made it clear that they were going to be together and he would go home with her, or he would let her go, he could wait forever for her but he needed an answer now, if he was going to return to Sunnydale.
************ I got a taste of paradise, That's all I really need to make me stay. I got a taste of paradise, If I had it any sooner, You know I never would have run away from my home.
************
Caught in the moment, Spike leaned in and whispered in her ear " I love you, Buffy"
Pulling back slightly, Buffy took a deep breath. She looked into his eyes, she saw the love and hope shining there. and she froze.
He watched her intently for a few moments, sighing hurt and defeated. He smoothly turned and walked out the bar.
He did not look back and he didn't see the single tear slip down her face.
************* And I swear it's true, I was just about to say I love you.
************* TBC
Am I meant to cry when writing if I know what's gonna happen? Okay, I'm gonna go and watch Buffy.again. Continued as soon as I can. *hugs*