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There seemed to be a distant sound that disturbed her. Her mind was a whirl as she tried to focus on what the sound was. She groaned, as she turned in her sleep. Her hands reached her nightstand and she knocked off something . The sound awoke her and she looked down on the ground.
The object that was on the ground was the phone. She grabbed the phone and answered it groggily, "Hello, who is it?"
"Hi, Buffy, it's me your sister Dawn," the voice on the phone answered.
"Oh, hey, how are you?" Buffy asked, happy that it was her sister was calling,
"I'm good. Sorry, if I woke you. I didn't really know how to calculate time," Dawn admitted.
"It's okay," Buffy said.
"So how's your trip going?" Buffy wondered.
"Oh my God, Buffy it's so cool here. It's been so much fun, and there's tons of cute guys. Oh and we've found three Slayers now," Dawn said excitedly.
"That's great, how did they take the news?"
"Well, they were pretty wigged out at first, but they kinda accepted the whole Slayer deal."
Buffy knew that so many of those girls out there would not always accept it like some of them did. Some of them were scared and did not want to accept the responsibility, who could blame them? She at one time had been scared when she found out about her calling, but over time she had accepted it. She hoped they would all eventually accept their calling, it was not something that they could not stop.
"Well, it's good they accepted it."
"Yeah," Buffy could practically see her sister nodding in agreement.
There was a moment of silence.
"Buffy is something wrong?" Dawn broke the silence.
"No, nothing's wrong. Everything's good," her sister answered quickly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, positive."
"I don't believe you what's wrong?"
Buffy sighed, she should have known her sister would tell something was wrong with her. She knew there was no way she'd get out of this conversation until Dawn knew what was wrong with her.
"Well, uh Spike left for England yesterday," Buffy began.
"He left? As in never coming back? But why?"
"Yes, he left. He said he was coming but though, I don't know why he left."
Dawn took in the information and asked, "So let me guess you miss him?"
"No, I mean it's only been, not even a day."
"But you know you will."
"Yeah," Buffy admitted.
"And your afraid he might not return like he said he would.," Dawn added.
"How come you know what I'm thinking," Buffy groaned.
"What can I say? I'm psychic," Dawn laughed.
"I'm sure he'll come back. He always does."
"I know, but.."
"Do you love him?" Dawn asked suddenly.
"Love him? Well, I don't know its complicated. I mean, I really do have feelings for him, but I'm not sure if it's love."
"Does he know you have feelings for him?"
"Well, I don't know if he knows I have feelings still, because we never discussed stuff in a while. I don't even know if he loves me."
"I think he still does."
After a few moments of silence Dawn said," I think you should go to England."
"Are you crazy? Never mind that you are beyond crazy."
"I'm not crazy. I think should go to England. I mean if you happen to see Spike then it could be your chance to tell him you got feelings, otherwise it's a just a trip to relax. You know a vacation, you do need one."
Buffy considered Dawn's idea for a moment. Her sister was right, it was a perfect excuse to treat her self to a trip. After all the years of slaying it was time she do something fun and this was her chance. She didn't need to protect Sunnydale anymore, she was free to do what she wanted.
"Fine, I'll do it."
"Yess!" her sister squealed with excitement.
"How I'm gonna figure out where he was headed to?"
"Oh that's easy, just look in his room, there's bound to be a clue there."
"I can't look in his room. I respect people's privacy you know."
"Well, then say good bye to the trip you never took."
Buffy frowned but then said, "Fine, I'll do it."
"Ok, well I gotta go. Phone card is about to run out."
"Ok, I'll call you or you call me sometime."
"Bye."
Buffy hung up the phone and sighed. What had she decided to do? Well, she could not do it, but a part of her kept telling her to go ahead with the plan. She decided to get dress and head downstairs for breakfast.
After breakfast, Buffy watched the morning news. She clicked off the television, and decided it was time to find out where Spike had gone to. She went upstairs and headed for Spike's room. She clicked open the door, surprised it wasn't locked. It made her feel guilty, Spike trusted her enough to leave his room unlocked. She pushed open the door and entered the room. She glanced at the bed which was slightly a mess. She fixed it and then looked at the drawers of the dresser.
He might have put some papers that held a clue as where he was, she thought as she opened a drawer. She rummaged through it but only managed to find some shirts and a play boy magazine. Buffy stared at the magazine in disgust, she threw it back in the drawer she found it in.
"Guess, he'll always be a pig," she muttered.
Her search through the drawers was unsuccessful. She look at the top of the dresser, but there was nothing. She glanced at the night stand, and there was a paper that caught her eye. She walked to it, and picked up the paper. It had the information of Spike's flight and where he was headed to.
"Great! Search was successful. Looks like I'll be heading to Manchester, England," Buffy muttered to herself.
Buffy left the room with the paper at hand, she closed the door behind her and went to her room. She looked through her phone book until she found the travel agent her mom used to always use during her trips. She grabbed the phone and began dialing.
A/N: I know Spike or rather William was born in London and was turned in London. I'm not changing that, but this story does not take place there, just to let you know.
Feedback: Reviews are welcome, so don't hesitate to review. Flames are not welcome, so don't flame.
There seemed to be a distant sound that disturbed her. Her mind was a whirl as she tried to focus on what the sound was. She groaned, as she turned in her sleep. Her hands reached her nightstand and she knocked off something . The sound awoke her and she looked down on the ground.
The object that was on the ground was the phone. She grabbed the phone and answered it groggily, "Hello, who is it?"
"Hi, Buffy, it's me your sister Dawn," the voice on the phone answered.
"Oh, hey, how are you?" Buffy asked, happy that it was her sister was calling,
"I'm good. Sorry, if I woke you. I didn't really know how to calculate time," Dawn admitted.
"It's okay," Buffy said.
"So how's your trip going?" Buffy wondered.
"Oh my God, Buffy it's so cool here. It's been so much fun, and there's tons of cute guys. Oh and we've found three Slayers now," Dawn said excitedly.
"That's great, how did they take the news?"
"Well, they were pretty wigged out at first, but they kinda accepted the whole Slayer deal."
Buffy knew that so many of those girls out there would not always accept it like some of them did. Some of them were scared and did not want to accept the responsibility, who could blame them? She at one time had been scared when she found out about her calling, but over time she had accepted it. She hoped they would all eventually accept their calling, it was not something that they could not stop.
"Well, it's good they accepted it."
"Yeah," Buffy could practically see her sister nodding in agreement.
There was a moment of silence.
"Buffy is something wrong?" Dawn broke the silence.
"No, nothing's wrong. Everything's good," her sister answered quickly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, positive."
"I don't believe you what's wrong?"
Buffy sighed, she should have known her sister would tell something was wrong with her. She knew there was no way she'd get out of this conversation until Dawn knew what was wrong with her.
"Well, uh Spike left for England yesterday," Buffy began.
"He left? As in never coming back? But why?"
"Yes, he left. He said he was coming but though, I don't know why he left."
Dawn took in the information and asked, "So let me guess you miss him?"
"No, I mean it's only been, not even a day."
"But you know you will."
"Yeah," Buffy admitted.
"And your afraid he might not return like he said he would.," Dawn added.
"How come you know what I'm thinking," Buffy groaned.
"What can I say? I'm psychic," Dawn laughed.
"I'm sure he'll come back. He always does."
"I know, but.."
"Do you love him?" Dawn asked suddenly.
"Love him? Well, I don't know its complicated. I mean, I really do have feelings for him, but I'm not sure if it's love."
"Does he know you have feelings for him?"
"Well, I don't know if he knows I have feelings still, because we never discussed stuff in a while. I don't even know if he loves me."
"I think he still does."
After a few moments of silence Dawn said," I think you should go to England."
"Are you crazy? Never mind that you are beyond crazy."
"I'm not crazy. I think should go to England. I mean if you happen to see Spike then it could be your chance to tell him you got feelings, otherwise it's a just a trip to relax. You know a vacation, you do need one."
Buffy considered Dawn's idea for a moment. Her sister was right, it was a perfect excuse to treat her self to a trip. After all the years of slaying it was time she do something fun and this was her chance. She didn't need to protect Sunnydale anymore, she was free to do what she wanted.
"Fine, I'll do it."
"Yess!" her sister squealed with excitement.
"How I'm gonna figure out where he was headed to?"
"Oh that's easy, just look in his room, there's bound to be a clue there."
"I can't look in his room. I respect people's privacy you know."
"Well, then say good bye to the trip you never took."
Buffy frowned but then said, "Fine, I'll do it."
"Ok, well I gotta go. Phone card is about to run out."
"Ok, I'll call you or you call me sometime."
"Bye."
Buffy hung up the phone and sighed. What had she decided to do? Well, she could not do it, but a part of her kept telling her to go ahead with the plan. She decided to get dress and head downstairs for breakfast.
After breakfast, Buffy watched the morning news. She clicked off the television, and decided it was time to find out where Spike had gone to. She went upstairs and headed for Spike's room. She clicked open the door, surprised it wasn't locked. It made her feel guilty, Spike trusted her enough to leave his room unlocked. She pushed open the door and entered the room. She glanced at the bed which was slightly a mess. She fixed it and then looked at the drawers of the dresser.
He might have put some papers that held a clue as where he was, she thought as she opened a drawer. She rummaged through it but only managed to find some shirts and a play boy magazine. Buffy stared at the magazine in disgust, she threw it back in the drawer she found it in.
"Guess, he'll always be a pig," she muttered.
Her search through the drawers was unsuccessful. She look at the top of the dresser, but there was nothing. She glanced at the night stand, and there was a paper that caught her eye. She walked to it, and picked up the paper. It had the information of Spike's flight and where he was headed to.
"Great! Search was successful. Looks like I'll be heading to Manchester, England," Buffy muttered to herself.
Buffy left the room with the paper at hand, she closed the door behind her and went to her room. She looked through her phone book until she found the travel agent her mom used to always use during her trips. She grabbed the phone and began dialing.
A/N: I know Spike or rather William was born in London and was turned in London. I'm not changing that, but this story does not take place there, just to let you know.