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Buffy turned to her class and told them, " I hope everyone has a nice summer. I'll see those of you who take the class next year."
Buffy dismissed her class, most of the students filed out of the class but some came up to her and wished her a good summer as well. Buffy grabbed a towel as soon as the last of her students left and dabbed off the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead during their last routine of exercises for the semester.
Buffy sighed and began putting away all the mats that were on the floor. Her thoughts kept drifting over what she heard the previous night. Spike was going to England, she did not know why though. She was afraid that he would never return. A voice in her head told her why she should care after its not like they were together or anything. Maybe Spike didn't love her anymore, after all he hadn't acted like he loved her or told her that he loved her in over a year. They were just friends, that's all. But she didn't want to be friends, she realized. She really cared about him, but was to afraid to start something. And now he was leaving, she was losing him.
Buffy finished putting the mats away and tidying up the room. She left the room and locked it. She walked through the UC Sunnydale campus trying to figure out what she should do.
Spike turned off the telly and glanced at the clock. It was 5pm and Buffy still wasn't here. She usually came home from work earlier. He decided not to worry after all she was a big girl, not to mention the Slayer. Spike went upstairs and to his room. His room was the former room of Willow. He hadn't wanted to move in with the Slayer permanently but she had insisted and Dawn also helped in convincing him to stay with them.
Spike sat on his bed looking across the room at the picture that was on the dresser. It was of Buffy. She was sitting in the park alone smiling that dazzling smile of hers. Spike gazed at the picture with intense feeling. He smiled as he looked at his Slayer. He still loved her of course, he had never stopped loving her. He and Buffy were just friends now, it wasn't that he didn't like because he did, but the wish that someday they'd be together was always in his heart and soul. But he knew that wasn't going to be possible. He greatly valued their friendship, he never expected to be friends with her ever but it happened.
Buffy opened the door and entered the house. She went straight to the couch to sit down and watch some t.v.
"Hey Buffy," Spike came into the living room.
"Hey, yourself," she gave him a small smile.
"How was your last day?" Spike asked as he settled himself beside her.
"It was okay, just like a regular day mostly," Buffy said as she kept flipping channels.
"Ooh, look reruns of Dawson's Creek is on you wanna watch that?" she asked Spike.
"Sure, nothing like a good rerun," Spike answered.
They watched the show in silence for ten minutes when the phone rang. "I'll get it," Spike said as he got up to answer it.
"'ello," he answered the phone.
"Yes, I did call earlier," he said.
Buffy got up and told Spike she was going to get something to eat, he merely nodded as she past by.
Buffy went into the kitchen and grabbed some popcorn and put in the microwave. She could hear Spike talking to whoever was on the phone. From what she understood it was the travel agent Spike was talking to. The microwave beeped, signaling that the popcorn was ready. She took out the bag and placed the popcorn in a bowl. She returned to the living room.
Spike had just finished talking on the phone. He ran a hand to through his hair. Buffy sat on the coach with the popcorn and Spike soon joined her. Buffy noted that he seemed to be nervous about something which was strange.
After the show was done, Spike turned off the show. "I liked this episode," Buffy commented.
"Me, too," Spike said.
"I have something to tell you," Spike began.
Buffy straightened and waited for Spike to tell her that he was leaving.
"Buffy, I'm leaving for England tonight," Spike announced.
"T t tonight?" Buffy stammered. She knew he was leaving but she didn't expect this soon.
"Yes tonight, I've got some stuff to take care of," Spike said, answering the question of why he was leaving.
"Must be important, because you have to leave tonight," Buffy said, her voice almost betraying her.
"Something of the sort," Spike said neutrally.
"Don't worry I'll be back soon," he added.
"Who says I'm worrying? I'm worry free," she gave him a small smile. He was coming back, that was good.
"Well, I guess I'll be packing now," Spike said. Buffy nodded. He left her alone in the living room as he headed upstairs to pack.
Buffy felt relieved that he said he was coming back. But then again there were doubts in her mind that kept taunting her. Stop doubting, Buffy he'll come back he always does, she told herself in order to qualm her doubts.
Thirty minutes later, Spike descended the stairs with an old gym bag. Spike wasn't showing any emotion as he stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
"So I guess this is where the good bye comes in?" Buffy said as approached him.
"No, there isn't a good bye I'll be back," he assured her.
"Uh, we'll til then, we'll see each other," Buffy said uncertain.
"Yeah, until then," he stared at her face. He wanted to kiss her badly but didn't dare to. Buffy stared into his cerulean eyes and didn't say anything.
He hefted the bag to one side and opened the door, he stared into her eyes, and Buffy asked, " How are you getting to the airport?"
"Clem's on his way," Spike explained. The loose skinned demon had returned when the First was defeated but decided to leave because he found a better place to live in with his girlfriend which he met while leaving Sunnydale.
"Oh, say hi to him for me," Buffy said.
"Will do," he nodded.
Spike finally left and closed the door behind him. Buffy sighed and decided to go to sleep early. He was gone, for now.
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Buffy turned to her class and told them, " I hope everyone has a nice summer. I'll see those of you who take the class next year."
Buffy dismissed her class, most of the students filed out of the class but some came up to her and wished her a good summer as well. Buffy grabbed a towel as soon as the last of her students left and dabbed off the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead during their last routine of exercises for the semester.
Buffy sighed and began putting away all the mats that were on the floor. Her thoughts kept drifting over what she heard the previous night. Spike was going to England, she did not know why though. She was afraid that he would never return. A voice in her head told her why she should care after its not like they were together or anything. Maybe Spike didn't love her anymore, after all he hadn't acted like he loved her or told her that he loved her in over a year. They were just friends, that's all. But she didn't want to be friends, she realized. She really cared about him, but was to afraid to start something. And now he was leaving, she was losing him.
Buffy finished putting the mats away and tidying up the room. She left the room and locked it. She walked through the UC Sunnydale campus trying to figure out what she should do.
Spike turned off the telly and glanced at the clock. It was 5pm and Buffy still wasn't here. She usually came home from work earlier. He decided not to worry after all she was a big girl, not to mention the Slayer. Spike went upstairs and to his room. His room was the former room of Willow. He hadn't wanted to move in with the Slayer permanently but she had insisted and Dawn also helped in convincing him to stay with them.
Spike sat on his bed looking across the room at the picture that was on the dresser. It was of Buffy. She was sitting in the park alone smiling that dazzling smile of hers. Spike gazed at the picture with intense feeling. He smiled as he looked at his Slayer. He still loved her of course, he had never stopped loving her. He and Buffy were just friends now, it wasn't that he didn't like because he did, but the wish that someday they'd be together was always in his heart and soul. But he knew that wasn't going to be possible. He greatly valued their friendship, he never expected to be friends with her ever but it happened.
Buffy opened the door and entered the house. She went straight to the couch to sit down and watch some t.v.
"Hey Buffy," Spike came into the living room.
"Hey, yourself," she gave him a small smile.
"How was your last day?" Spike asked as he settled himself beside her.
"It was okay, just like a regular day mostly," Buffy said as she kept flipping channels.
"Ooh, look reruns of Dawson's Creek is on you wanna watch that?" she asked Spike.
"Sure, nothing like a good rerun," Spike answered.
They watched the show in silence for ten minutes when the phone rang. "I'll get it," Spike said as he got up to answer it.
"'ello," he answered the phone.
"Yes, I did call earlier," he said.
Buffy got up and told Spike she was going to get something to eat, he merely nodded as she past by.
Buffy went into the kitchen and grabbed some popcorn and put in the microwave. She could hear Spike talking to whoever was on the phone. From what she understood it was the travel agent Spike was talking to. The microwave beeped, signaling that the popcorn was ready. She took out the bag and placed the popcorn in a bowl. She returned to the living room.
Spike had just finished talking on the phone. He ran a hand to through his hair. Buffy sat on the coach with the popcorn and Spike soon joined her. Buffy noted that he seemed to be nervous about something which was strange.
After the show was done, Spike turned off the show. "I liked this episode," Buffy commented.
"Me, too," Spike said.
"I have something to tell you," Spike began.
Buffy straightened and waited for Spike to tell her that he was leaving.
"Buffy, I'm leaving for England tonight," Spike announced.
"T t tonight?" Buffy stammered. She knew he was leaving but she didn't expect this soon.
"Yes tonight, I've got some stuff to take care of," Spike said, answering the question of why he was leaving.
"Must be important, because you have to leave tonight," Buffy said, her voice almost betraying her.
"Something of the sort," Spike said neutrally.
"Don't worry I'll be back soon," he added.
"Who says I'm worrying? I'm worry free," she gave him a small smile. He was coming back, that was good.
"Well, I guess I'll be packing now," Spike said. Buffy nodded. He left her alone in the living room as he headed upstairs to pack.
Buffy felt relieved that he said he was coming back. But then again there were doubts in her mind that kept taunting her. Stop doubting, Buffy he'll come back he always does, she told herself in order to qualm her doubts.
Thirty minutes later, Spike descended the stairs with an old gym bag. Spike wasn't showing any emotion as he stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
"So I guess this is where the good bye comes in?" Buffy said as approached him.
"No, there isn't a good bye I'll be back," he assured her.
"Uh, we'll til then, we'll see each other," Buffy said uncertain.
"Yeah, until then," he stared at her face. He wanted to kiss her badly but didn't dare to. Buffy stared into his cerulean eyes and didn't say anything.
He hefted the bag to one side and opened the door, he stared into her eyes, and Buffy asked, " How are you getting to the airport?"
"Clem's on his way," Spike explained. The loose skinned demon had returned when the First was defeated but decided to leave because he found a better place to live in with his girlfriend which he met while leaving Sunnydale.
"Oh, say hi to him for me," Buffy said.
"Will do," he nodded.
Spike finally left and closed the door behind him. Buffy sighed and decided to go to sleep early. He was gone, for now.