Buffy and Spike walked through the halls of the law firm as happy as could
be. Spike really wasn't gone for good, he was there with Buffy.
"Spike, glad you're in the physical plain again?" Fred asked as she stopped the two.
"Great, I just got to piss off Angel, and I can do this," as Spike put his arm around Buffy.
"Hello, we haven't met! I'm Fred! Wow, not much people let Spike his arm around them. You must not know each other very well," Fred joked while shaking Buffy's hand.
"Hi, I'm Buffy," the slayer said with a laugh.
"Buffy, wow, another slayer! That's the second one I met! Have you seen Angel yet?," Fred asked.
Buffy's grin turned into a sad frown.
"Actually, me and Buffy just reunited. Angel brought her to L.A. without telling either one of us about me being not dead and all!," Spike said.
"What? That's not very Angel. Actually, it sort of is."
"Fred," Wesley yelled. "I need your help, my magical books seem to be going a bit bizarre." Wesley walked up to all three of them. "Buffy!" He exclaimed. "It's good to see you!"
"Wesley, wow! You're not all uptight looking! Angel didn't lie!" Buffy said. She gave Wesley a hug.
"And you look absolutely stunning. I haven't seen you since before the high school incident. And I'm absolutely shocked myself! It seems as though you and Spike do get along!"
"What's the deal with your books?" Fred said. "Sorry to break up the reunion."
"Oh, some of the texts are changing. It's rather odd, it's as if someone's rewriting everything." Wesley replied. He didn't mind Fred breaking up the reunion at all. He treasured every single word that came out of her mouth. Intelligent, beautiful, Wesley was in love with her. But then there was Knox, Fred's crush. Her associate that was also a scientist like herself, and also her friend. Wesley couldn't blame her, Knox seemed great, and Wesley's one move on Fred of hopes of kindling a relationship was too late and too awkward of time.
"I'd better go check it out," she said to Buffy and Spike. "Great meeting you, I love you Sunnydale folks. maybe not quite so much that other slayer Faith though. Bye!"
"Well love, lets make a move on," Spike said. "And we have to stay away from the main lounge,"
"What's in the main lounge," Buffy asked.
"Harmony! Right about now she's probably dancing to soul train or something on TV!"
"OK, away from the main lounge it is!" * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
Spike and Buffy were sitting in the corner of the Wolfram & Hart's empty Gym.
"Wow, I cannot believe how big this place is! It even has it's own gym!," Buffy said in amazement. "I should bring Faith and the other slayers here sometime! We could train!"
"All of them made it out okay?" Spike asked.
"You never heard? Anya's dead, but most of the slayers made it out alive!"
"Really. You know, Anya was annoying, but I liked the girl. She spoke her mind and didn't ramble on like a bloody idiot unlike the other Scooby buggers!"
"Hey," Buffy said in defense. "That's my posse you're calling a bugger! And of course you liked Anya, you slept with her right after." Buffy drifted off. She felt like she shouldn't have said that much.
"Buffy, what you said when we last saw each other. You said you loved me. Did you mean it? Because I always did.'
"Spike," Buffy said. "I meant every word."
"Does that mean that we can be together now?"
"I'm not sure what that means. I remember the night that you found me in the abandoned house and you held me. I really wish we could be like that. Could you just hold me?"
Spike put his arm around the slayer. "Buffy, I won't let you go! You belong to the big bad. You're my slayer!"
"But, it isn't that easy!"
"Bloody hell it isn't. Stick with me. I'll take care of you good."
Buffy looked up at the vampire. He appeared to be sure of himself, but Buffy knew what he was really like inside. He hurt too, just as much if not more than anyone else. Sure, Spike always had confidence in a fight, but when it came down to Buffy he never had that same self-assurance. Buffy looked up at him. Spike returned her glance with his own. They felt comfortable together.
Oh Spike, if only it could be like this! Buffy thought to herself.
"Buffy, how have you been doing?"
She didn't want to tell Spike how she had been doing. Inside she was torn up! She lost Spike. She thought she lost him forever, but he was here now. with her. So why couldn't she say something? Buffy really missed Spike, more than she ever missed Riley when he left, the Scooby's when she died and was in heaven, and. even her mom. Sure it sounded horrible, but Buffy knew that her mom could have complications. She was ready to deal with her death, but nothing could've prepared her with Spike dying. It was so sudden. Whenever Buffy thought of him after that her eyes would start to water up and she's always have to suddenly 'go to the bathroom.'
"Buffy, did you hear me?" Spike asked.
Buffy snapped out of it. "Oh, yeah Spike. I'm doing good! Same old B, god. I have to stop talking to Faith!"
"Well, if you were with Faith then things certainly couldn't be too bloody dreary."
Buffy smiled. Spike made his little smile at her, the kind of smile that he rarely used around other people. He seemed truly happy when he made that face. Buffy snuggled in to Spike's arm. She looked at Spike. He looked back at her. His eyes were intensely gazing into her own. He started to lean in towards her. All Spike could think about was the fact that Buffy was back, his Buffy! She could tell he wanted to kiss her, and Buffy wanted to be able to kiss back. He held her arms and went for it. Right in the middle Buffy tore away from it.
"No Spike, no."
Spike stopped and quickly stood up. "Buffy, I'd never hurt you again. Not like the last time we saw each other before I left to get my soul."
"Spike, that's not why I pulled away!"
"Then Buffy, why? Don't you love me?"
"It's not that Spike. I do, it's just that, well. I need to get used the fact that you're back! And, I need to know if you're back for good. And there's."
"Angel? It's Angel, isn't it? I knew it. When you were fighting the preacher with after the night we spent together holding each other and he showed up, I went by to see you. To help you if I could. I saw you kiss him."
"Spike, I stopped. I told him that I wanted you. It's just that, he was my first boyfriend, my first love! I can't change that, and if I could I don't think I would. It's natural for me to still want him. Can't I want to be with the both of you?"
"Buffy, maybe I'm not first on your list, but you are on mine and you're going to have to make a choice!," Spike said. A tear trickled out of his eye. He wiped it away and started walking. He punched the punching-bag that hung from the ceiling and turned around. "And if you choose him I hope you and Angel have a great life," he said in a sarcastic but depressed voice. "And when you two try something and his soul flees, remember that I don't have a bloody curse and that I gave my all to be with you!"
"Spike, glad you're in the physical plain again?" Fred asked as she stopped the two.
"Great, I just got to piss off Angel, and I can do this," as Spike put his arm around Buffy.
"Hello, we haven't met! I'm Fred! Wow, not much people let Spike his arm around them. You must not know each other very well," Fred joked while shaking Buffy's hand.
"Hi, I'm Buffy," the slayer said with a laugh.
"Buffy, wow, another slayer! That's the second one I met! Have you seen Angel yet?," Fred asked.
Buffy's grin turned into a sad frown.
"Actually, me and Buffy just reunited. Angel brought her to L.A. without telling either one of us about me being not dead and all!," Spike said.
"What? That's not very Angel. Actually, it sort of is."
"Fred," Wesley yelled. "I need your help, my magical books seem to be going a bit bizarre." Wesley walked up to all three of them. "Buffy!" He exclaimed. "It's good to see you!"
"Wesley, wow! You're not all uptight looking! Angel didn't lie!" Buffy said. She gave Wesley a hug.
"And you look absolutely stunning. I haven't seen you since before the high school incident. And I'm absolutely shocked myself! It seems as though you and Spike do get along!"
"What's the deal with your books?" Fred said. "Sorry to break up the reunion."
"Oh, some of the texts are changing. It's rather odd, it's as if someone's rewriting everything." Wesley replied. He didn't mind Fred breaking up the reunion at all. He treasured every single word that came out of her mouth. Intelligent, beautiful, Wesley was in love with her. But then there was Knox, Fred's crush. Her associate that was also a scientist like herself, and also her friend. Wesley couldn't blame her, Knox seemed great, and Wesley's one move on Fred of hopes of kindling a relationship was too late and too awkward of time.
"I'd better go check it out," she said to Buffy and Spike. "Great meeting you, I love you Sunnydale folks. maybe not quite so much that other slayer Faith though. Bye!"
"Well love, lets make a move on," Spike said. "And we have to stay away from the main lounge,"
"What's in the main lounge," Buffy asked.
"Harmony! Right about now she's probably dancing to soul train or something on TV!"
"OK, away from the main lounge it is!" * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
Spike and Buffy were sitting in the corner of the Wolfram & Hart's empty Gym.
"Wow, I cannot believe how big this place is! It even has it's own gym!," Buffy said in amazement. "I should bring Faith and the other slayers here sometime! We could train!"
"All of them made it out okay?" Spike asked.
"You never heard? Anya's dead, but most of the slayers made it out alive!"
"Really. You know, Anya was annoying, but I liked the girl. She spoke her mind and didn't ramble on like a bloody idiot unlike the other Scooby buggers!"
"Hey," Buffy said in defense. "That's my posse you're calling a bugger! And of course you liked Anya, you slept with her right after." Buffy drifted off. She felt like she shouldn't have said that much.
"Buffy, what you said when we last saw each other. You said you loved me. Did you mean it? Because I always did.'
"Spike," Buffy said. "I meant every word."
"Does that mean that we can be together now?"
"I'm not sure what that means. I remember the night that you found me in the abandoned house and you held me. I really wish we could be like that. Could you just hold me?"
Spike put his arm around the slayer. "Buffy, I won't let you go! You belong to the big bad. You're my slayer!"
"But, it isn't that easy!"
"Bloody hell it isn't. Stick with me. I'll take care of you good."
Buffy looked up at the vampire. He appeared to be sure of himself, but Buffy knew what he was really like inside. He hurt too, just as much if not more than anyone else. Sure, Spike always had confidence in a fight, but when it came down to Buffy he never had that same self-assurance. Buffy looked up at him. Spike returned her glance with his own. They felt comfortable together.
Oh Spike, if only it could be like this! Buffy thought to herself.
"Buffy, how have you been doing?"
She didn't want to tell Spike how she had been doing. Inside she was torn up! She lost Spike. She thought she lost him forever, but he was here now. with her. So why couldn't she say something? Buffy really missed Spike, more than she ever missed Riley when he left, the Scooby's when she died and was in heaven, and. even her mom. Sure it sounded horrible, but Buffy knew that her mom could have complications. She was ready to deal with her death, but nothing could've prepared her with Spike dying. It was so sudden. Whenever Buffy thought of him after that her eyes would start to water up and she's always have to suddenly 'go to the bathroom.'
"Buffy, did you hear me?" Spike asked.
Buffy snapped out of it. "Oh, yeah Spike. I'm doing good! Same old B, god. I have to stop talking to Faith!"
"Well, if you were with Faith then things certainly couldn't be too bloody dreary."
Buffy smiled. Spike made his little smile at her, the kind of smile that he rarely used around other people. He seemed truly happy when he made that face. Buffy snuggled in to Spike's arm. She looked at Spike. He looked back at her. His eyes were intensely gazing into her own. He started to lean in towards her. All Spike could think about was the fact that Buffy was back, his Buffy! She could tell he wanted to kiss her, and Buffy wanted to be able to kiss back. He held her arms and went for it. Right in the middle Buffy tore away from it.
"No Spike, no."
Spike stopped and quickly stood up. "Buffy, I'd never hurt you again. Not like the last time we saw each other before I left to get my soul."
"Spike, that's not why I pulled away!"
"Then Buffy, why? Don't you love me?"
"It's not that Spike. I do, it's just that, well. I need to get used the fact that you're back! And, I need to know if you're back for good. And there's."
"Angel? It's Angel, isn't it? I knew it. When you were fighting the preacher with after the night we spent together holding each other and he showed up, I went by to see you. To help you if I could. I saw you kiss him."
"Spike, I stopped. I told him that I wanted you. It's just that, he was my first boyfriend, my first love! I can't change that, and if I could I don't think I would. It's natural for me to still want him. Can't I want to be with the both of you?"
"Buffy, maybe I'm not first on your list, but you are on mine and you're going to have to make a choice!," Spike said. A tear trickled out of his eye. He wiped it away and started walking. He punched the punching-bag that hung from the ceiling and turned around. "And if you choose him I hope you and Angel have a great life," he said in a sarcastic but depressed voice. "And when you two try something and his soul flees, remember that I don't have a bloody curse and that I gave my all to be with you!"