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It took them three hours to find a hotel.
"This can't be where we're staying tonight," Faye gasped.
"Well, I only have 300 woo long," Spike explained.
"How many rooms can that buy?" she asked. She felt far from comfortable sharing a room with him.
"One," he replied simply. "Don't worry I don't bite."
He then opened the foor for her and lead her to the front desk.
"Good evening," greeted the old woman behind the desk.
"Hi, what kind of room can 300 woo long buy me?" Spike asked her.
"300 woo long!" the old woman laughed, holding her large stomache.
"Hey, that's all I have. Take it or leave it," Spike demanded.
"You're lucky that tonight isn't busy. I have a room for you," she answered. "Let me show you the way."
"By the way, how many beds does it have?" Spike questioned.
"Hey, dont push it buster," the woman snapped.
When they got to the room she pushed the door open for them. It was a small bedroom with a full sized bed in the center covered in cheep bed linen.
Faye looked up at Spike and frowned deeply.
"Um, is there a bathroom in here miss?" Faye asked quetly.
"I'm afraid not," she answered quickly leaving Spike and Faye alone.
"So, here we are," he said with a sigh, closing the door behind him. "Not so bad is it?" he asked.
"Ha," was all she said in response as she took a seat on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry. You know that I didn't mean for this to happen right Faye?" he said trying to make up for the horrible room that hey had to sleep in.
"Yeah, I know," she answered.
"Um, what ae you doing?" she asked him.
"Taking off my shirt," he answered.
"Why?" she asked him nervously.
"Because it's summer, and there's no air conditioning in here," he replied. "Feel free to do the same."
After a few moments of awkwardness they both got into the bed.
"Spike, can I talk to you?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure. I love pillow talk," he joked.
"Why did you hide so many things from me?" she asked him, her voice quivering.
"What are you talking about?" he asked her, getting nervous of where she may be going.
"I found the box Spike," she told him. "You don't have to hide it anymore."
"God, I'm sorry Faye," he said with a heavy sigh.
"How could you do this? I trusted you," she told him, a lone tear traveling down her cheek.
"I know you did Faye. I thought that it would be better this way," Spike told her.
"Better for who? You or me?" Faye asked him, turning in the bed to face him.
"Maybe I was being selfish... But it's all very complicated okay?" he said. "You have to understand that I'd never try to hurt you..."
"The be honest with me," Faye said. "I'm not a little girl okay?"
"Start from the beginning?" he asked her.
"I'd like that," she said to him with a small smile.
Authors Notes: Yay, Faye's finally going to get the truth from Spike! I hope that makes the readers happy. It's really important for you guys to review. I need all the feedback I can get!
It took them three hours to find a hotel.
"This can't be where we're staying tonight," Faye gasped.
"Well, I only have 300 woo long," Spike explained.
"How many rooms can that buy?" she asked. She felt far from comfortable sharing a room with him.
"One," he replied simply. "Don't worry I don't bite."
He then opened the foor for her and lead her to the front desk.
"Good evening," greeted the old woman behind the desk.
"Hi, what kind of room can 300 woo long buy me?" Spike asked her.
"300 woo long!" the old woman laughed, holding her large stomache.
"Hey, that's all I have. Take it or leave it," Spike demanded.
"You're lucky that tonight isn't busy. I have a room for you," she answered. "Let me show you the way."
"By the way, how many beds does it have?" Spike questioned.
"Hey, dont push it buster," the woman snapped.
When they got to the room she pushed the door open for them. It was a small bedroom with a full sized bed in the center covered in cheep bed linen.
Faye looked up at Spike and frowned deeply.
"Um, is there a bathroom in here miss?" Faye asked quetly.
"I'm afraid not," she answered quickly leaving Spike and Faye alone.
"So, here we are," he said with a sigh, closing the door behind him. "Not so bad is it?" he asked.
"Ha," was all she said in response as she took a seat on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry. You know that I didn't mean for this to happen right Faye?" he said trying to make up for the horrible room that hey had to sleep in.
"Yeah, I know," she answered.
"Um, what ae you doing?" she asked him.
"Taking off my shirt," he answered.
"Why?" she asked him nervously.
"Because it's summer, and there's no air conditioning in here," he replied. "Feel free to do the same."
After a few moments of awkwardness they both got into the bed.
"Spike, can I talk to you?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure. I love pillow talk," he joked.
"Why did you hide so many things from me?" she asked him, her voice quivering.
"What are you talking about?" he asked her, getting nervous of where she may be going.
"I found the box Spike," she told him. "You don't have to hide it anymore."
"God, I'm sorry Faye," he said with a heavy sigh.
"How could you do this? I trusted you," she told him, a lone tear traveling down her cheek.
"I know you did Faye. I thought that it would be better this way," Spike told her.
"Better for who? You or me?" Faye asked him, turning in the bed to face him.
"Maybe I was being selfish... But it's all very complicated okay?" he said. "You have to understand that I'd never try to hurt you..."
"The be honest with me," Faye said. "I'm not a little girl okay?"
"Start from the beginning?" he asked her.
"I'd like that," she said to him with a small smile.
Authors Notes: Yay, Faye's finally going to get the truth from Spike! I hope that makes the readers happy. It's really important for you guys to review. I need all the feedback I can get!