Part 6-
"Ah, there's our newest junior partner!" Spike greeted her cheerfully from his desk, with his legs kicked up onto it and reclining back with his arms satisfiedly brought up behind his head, looking like the cat that ate the canary. While she was undergoing her transitional phase, Spike was having his office/living space and even his threads done up for him. He had checked it all out and was might pleased with what he was now fully in love with (as much as any one being can be with new digs and clothing) it all. He even had his platinum hair de-plantinumnised back to his original hair color when he was the mortal William, with the same styling too. He had put on a three-piece suit, but left the jacket hung over his chair and had his sleeves rolled up-looking a might spiffy too.
"Can you believe it, Angel actually made me a junior partner, too. Putting me in charge of the Literary Division of our wonderful Copyright Department. We will get to work closely together." Spike said coming off his chair, and grabbing his lit cigar and putting it into his mouth to puff on it after he finished.
Tara had just gone out her door and turned left and strutted down the hallway about 20 yards to the next corner office that was Spike's and entered confidently.
Finally speaking, since she became corporal again in the Catholic Cathedral over 6 hours ago. "Have you had a chance to talk to Willow, yet, Spike?"
"Um, no I haven't and I should've told you this before but you were in a fragile state and I wanted to wait until you were stronger. And, might I say you look pretty good for only being alive again for less than half a day. Sit down because I don't think you going to like what I have to tell you." Spike started, his face had taken on a sad face. And, Tara didn't like it all.
"Just spit it out Spike!" Loosing patients, she knew it was bad news, very bad news.
"Well, not to worry Willow is still alive and well. She took your death in a bad way, she had gone evil for a while, before that dimwit Xander talked her down, and she collapsed into his arms. She went away to England for a while to study and learn about her magic and powers for a summer. When she returned it took her awhile to get used to the idea of living there without you, but she did. Eventually, there was a crisis and we all started to go out to find Potential Slayers. There was this one named Kennedy and when she arrived she took an immediate interest in Willow. Buffy encouraged her to explore a relationship with someone new. And she did. With my keen sense of smell, I know they had made love at least once that I know of, for sure. However, after my un-timely demise, I can't tell you where they are or what has happened. I can tell you that unless Red has sense your presence back on this earth, which I wouldn't put past her, and she chooses to come find you again. She's with Kennedy right now and quite possibly loving her, too. Even though, I seriously doubt she'll ever love anyone the way she's loved you, I truly believe you two were/are soul mates forever. Might I suggest you try to open you mind and heart to love again, yourself. I think you deserve to have all the love and happiness this world has to offer. Don't look at me that way, chick-a-bee! It's not me I am referring to. I am just saying that there are plenty of fish in the sea and that I know of at least one within this law firm that's interested, if you'd give her a chance." Spike finished his inspirational speech.
She was shell-shocked, Willow moving on and loving again and so soon. "I just hope she's happy. It's the only thing I've ever really wanted for her." Tara uttered quietly to herself, but Spike heard it loud and clear. Noticing a tear rolling down her cheek, Spike rounded the desk and kneeled down right in front of her and took her into his warm, soulful embrace and she let loose the river of sadness, desperation, and loneliness.
TBC:
"Ah, there's our newest junior partner!" Spike greeted her cheerfully from his desk, with his legs kicked up onto it and reclining back with his arms satisfiedly brought up behind his head, looking like the cat that ate the canary. While she was undergoing her transitional phase, Spike was having his office/living space and even his threads done up for him. He had checked it all out and was might pleased with what he was now fully in love with (as much as any one being can be with new digs and clothing) it all. He even had his platinum hair de-plantinumnised back to his original hair color when he was the mortal William, with the same styling too. He had put on a three-piece suit, but left the jacket hung over his chair and had his sleeves rolled up-looking a might spiffy too.
"Can you believe it, Angel actually made me a junior partner, too. Putting me in charge of the Literary Division of our wonderful Copyright Department. We will get to work closely together." Spike said coming off his chair, and grabbing his lit cigar and putting it into his mouth to puff on it after he finished.
Tara had just gone out her door and turned left and strutted down the hallway about 20 yards to the next corner office that was Spike's and entered confidently.
Finally speaking, since she became corporal again in the Catholic Cathedral over 6 hours ago. "Have you had a chance to talk to Willow, yet, Spike?"
"Um, no I haven't and I should've told you this before but you were in a fragile state and I wanted to wait until you were stronger. And, might I say you look pretty good for only being alive again for less than half a day. Sit down because I don't think you going to like what I have to tell you." Spike started, his face had taken on a sad face. And, Tara didn't like it all.
"Just spit it out Spike!" Loosing patients, she knew it was bad news, very bad news.
"Well, not to worry Willow is still alive and well. She took your death in a bad way, she had gone evil for a while, before that dimwit Xander talked her down, and she collapsed into his arms. She went away to England for a while to study and learn about her magic and powers for a summer. When she returned it took her awhile to get used to the idea of living there without you, but she did. Eventually, there was a crisis and we all started to go out to find Potential Slayers. There was this one named Kennedy and when she arrived she took an immediate interest in Willow. Buffy encouraged her to explore a relationship with someone new. And she did. With my keen sense of smell, I know they had made love at least once that I know of, for sure. However, after my un-timely demise, I can't tell you where they are or what has happened. I can tell you that unless Red has sense your presence back on this earth, which I wouldn't put past her, and she chooses to come find you again. She's with Kennedy right now and quite possibly loving her, too. Even though, I seriously doubt she'll ever love anyone the way she's loved you, I truly believe you two were/are soul mates forever. Might I suggest you try to open you mind and heart to love again, yourself. I think you deserve to have all the love and happiness this world has to offer. Don't look at me that way, chick-a-bee! It's not me I am referring to. I am just saying that there are plenty of fish in the sea and that I know of at least one within this law firm that's interested, if you'd give her a chance." Spike finished his inspirational speech.
She was shell-shocked, Willow moving on and loving again and so soon. "I just hope she's happy. It's the only thing I've ever really wanted for her." Tara uttered quietly to herself, but Spike heard it loud and clear. Noticing a tear rolling down her cheek, Spike rounded the desk and kneeled down right in front of her and took her into his warm, soulful embrace and she let loose the river of sadness, desperation, and loneliness.
TBC: