Disclaimer: They sadly all belong to Joss.
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Buffy opened her eyes to see darkness. She blinked a few times before realizing it was just Spike's shirt. Letting out a little laugh, she sat up and took notice that they were in her room asleep on her bed. She watched as Spike too woke up and smiled at Buffy when he saw her. She smiled back and laid down in his arms once again.
"Morning luv." Spike said, planting a small kiss on her forehead.
"Good morning Spike."
"What time is it?" He asked.
"Um, its early." She said.
She looked over Spike at her clock and the red numbers read 7:12am. They hadn't over slept thank god. That's all Buffy needed.
"Its 7." She said.
"Should go get ready."
"Yeah, I'll meet you downstairs." She said as he sat up.
He kissed her before heading to his room. When he was gone, Buffy slowly got out of bed and made her way over to the bathroom.
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Buffy was sitting outside of Sunnydale High waiting for Spike to come out. The rest of her friends had walked home, but Buffy insisted on waiting. She was blowing a pink bubble with the gum she was chewing when she heard some people talking behind her. She turned around out of curiosity and saw Angel. But he wasn't alone. He was with Cordelia Chase. She was the not only the most popular girl in school, but the biggest whore in all of Sunnydale. Seeing Angel with another girl made her a little uneasy. Not in a jealous way, but in a way that she felt bad for Cordelia. She didn't know what she was getting herself into. Angel appeared to be a great guy at first but things aren't always what they appear to be. Buffy learned that the hard way. She saw Spike coming out of the school and stood up. She watched as he passed Angel trying not to let it get to him.
"Where were you?" Buffy asked.
"Snyder wanted to talk with me. Sorry pet." He said.
"Its okay. Lets go."
They walked over to her parents' car and got in. Buffy threw her bag into the backseat and watched Angel take Cordelia to his car.
"So, fix my brother's car yet?" Buffy asked.
"What? Oh, no. You going to tell on me luv?"
"No, just wondering." She said.
"Saw Angel there." He said. "Making his move on Cordelia. Shouldn't be too hard to get her."
Buffy was silent at his comment. She wanted to find it funny, but it wasn't. Not after what he had done to her. No matter how much she hated Cordelia she didn't want Angel doing the same to anyone.
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Rain smashed against Buffy's window as she stared off into space. The stars filled the night sky and there was a full moon that night. She sat on the windowsill watching the rain soak everything in view. Her mind time traveled back to when she was little and used to run outside, splashing in the puddles. Those days were so carefree, not knowing what was really out there, being protected by your parents. Spike never had any of that. Who's to say he had any good memories. Living in England, traveling from foster home to foster home, knowing that no one wanted to be around him for too long. Buffy couldn't even imagine what he was feeling.
"Buffy?"
She heard her mother open the door, knocking her out of her thoughts. She stood up and walked over to her bed, sitting next to her mom.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Found this downstairs. It has your name on it." Joyce said, handing Buffy the small black box.
Buffy froze at the sight of it and it kind of shocked Joyce to see her daughter react like that. She placed the box on Buffy's bedside table.
"Anything wrong?" She asked.
"Huh? Oh, no. Why?" Buffy asked.
"You just seem . . ." Joyce shook her head slightly. "Its probably nothing. I have to go sort some things out for the gallery."
"Okay."
Buffy watched as her mother left, closing the door behind her. She turned to the box that sat on the table so close to her. Slowly, she reached out and picked it up. She sat it in front of her, staring at it for a few seconds before opening it. Inside, sat the Claddagh ring that Angel had given to her.
FLASHBACK
"My people exchanged this a sign of devotion. It's a Claddagh ring. The hands represent friendship, the crown represents loyalty . . . And the heart . . . Well, you know . . . Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody. Like this." Angel showed her his own ring on his finger. She touched his hand, leaned over and kissed the ring. "Put it on." He took the ring from her and slid it on her finger.
ENDFLASHBACK
Tears came to her eyes unwillingly as she remembered. He was so kind at first.
FLASHBACK
"Angel!" Buffy yelled as she ran up his driveway.
He was about to get into his car when he saw her running. He backed away from the car and waited for her to reach him.
"Buffy." He whispered.
"Here." She said, handing him the ring. "I . . . I cant keep it."
"Please." He begged.
"No, it doesn't belong to me anymore." She said, turning.
He watched as she walked out of his driveway, out of his life.
ENDFLASHBACK
She stood up, knocking both the ring and box to the floor. Quickly, she ran from her room, flew down the stairs and out the front door. She could feel the rain hit her as she stepped out onto the front yard. Staring up to the sky, she felt the rain slide down her face, along with tears. Carelessly, she fell to the ground, crying harder. The mud soaked her new jeans and her white top was clinging to her, showing her skin. She sat that way for many minutes, until she felt a pair of strong arms around her. She lifted her head to meet those beautiful blue eyes she'd grown to love.
"Spike . . ." She whispered.
"Buffy are you crazy!" He yelled. "You'll get pneumonia!"
He picked her up in his arms and carried her inside. The stairs were a little tricky, but he got to her room, laying her down on the bed. He covered her up in her comforter and tried to keep her warm. He needed to get her into dry clothes.
"Buffy? Luv?" He asked.
"Spike?" She asked, opening her eyes.
"You need to change pet. I'll get you some clothes." He said, heading over to her dresser.
He pulled out a pair of pajama pants and a tank top and placed them next to her on the bed.
"You get changed and I'll be right back." He said and disappeared.
Buffy got changed and was sitting on her bed waiting for Spike to return. The door opened and Buffy's head popped up. Spike walked in, carrying a tray with a mug of tea and what appeared to be a cookie.
"Cookies?" She asked, curious.
"Yes." He said, placing the tray on her desk.
He carried over the tea and the plate of cookies as well. Sitting on her bed, he passed her the mug and set the cookies on her bedside table.
"What were you doing out there?" He asked.
"I . . . I'm not sure." She said. "I just ran out . . ."
"Scared me luv."
"Sorry."
"Drink your tea."
She listened to him and started to sip on the tea he'd brought her.
"Can I have a cookie now?" She asked impatient.
He sighed. "Alright."
Her face lit up and she picked out a cookie as if it were a big decision. Spike noticed the ring on the floor. 'Funny, Dru had one just . . . Angel.' He thought.
"Spike?" She asked.
"Yeah pet?"
"Do you still think I'm a goody?"
"Care what I think now?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.
"No . . . Well, maybe . . . A bit." She said.
"I don't." Spike said.
She smiled and he smiled back. She yawned and he took it as a hint to leave. He stood up, taking the mug and plate, still full of cookies.
"And where do you think you're going?" She asked. "Those are my cookies."
He laughed and set the cookies back in place. He began to walk out again but her voice caused him to stop.
"Don't leave Spike." She said.
He turned around. "I wont, if you don't want me to."
"I don't. Can you . . . Hold me?"
He nodded and rid himself of the mug before walking over to the bed. He laid down next to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her close.
"I love you Buffy." He whispered into her ear.
"I love you too . . . William."
~ Meh. It's semi short but I like putting small stuff up, then getting reviews, then writing more. Helps me go on. So, review ~
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Buffy opened her eyes to see darkness. She blinked a few times before realizing it was just Spike's shirt. Letting out a little laugh, she sat up and took notice that they were in her room asleep on her bed. She watched as Spike too woke up and smiled at Buffy when he saw her. She smiled back and laid down in his arms once again.
"Morning luv." Spike said, planting a small kiss on her forehead.
"Good morning Spike."
"What time is it?" He asked.
"Um, its early." She said.
She looked over Spike at her clock and the red numbers read 7:12am. They hadn't over slept thank god. That's all Buffy needed.
"Its 7." She said.
"Should go get ready."
"Yeah, I'll meet you downstairs." She said as he sat up.
He kissed her before heading to his room. When he was gone, Buffy slowly got out of bed and made her way over to the bathroom.
~*~
Buffy was sitting outside of Sunnydale High waiting for Spike to come out. The rest of her friends had walked home, but Buffy insisted on waiting. She was blowing a pink bubble with the gum she was chewing when she heard some people talking behind her. She turned around out of curiosity and saw Angel. But he wasn't alone. He was with Cordelia Chase. She was the not only the most popular girl in school, but the biggest whore in all of Sunnydale. Seeing Angel with another girl made her a little uneasy. Not in a jealous way, but in a way that she felt bad for Cordelia. She didn't know what she was getting herself into. Angel appeared to be a great guy at first but things aren't always what they appear to be. Buffy learned that the hard way. She saw Spike coming out of the school and stood up. She watched as he passed Angel trying not to let it get to him.
"Where were you?" Buffy asked.
"Snyder wanted to talk with me. Sorry pet." He said.
"Its okay. Lets go."
They walked over to her parents' car and got in. Buffy threw her bag into the backseat and watched Angel take Cordelia to his car.
"So, fix my brother's car yet?" Buffy asked.
"What? Oh, no. You going to tell on me luv?"
"No, just wondering." She said.
"Saw Angel there." He said. "Making his move on Cordelia. Shouldn't be too hard to get her."
Buffy was silent at his comment. She wanted to find it funny, but it wasn't. Not after what he had done to her. No matter how much she hated Cordelia she didn't want Angel doing the same to anyone.
~*~
Rain smashed against Buffy's window as she stared off into space. The stars filled the night sky and there was a full moon that night. She sat on the windowsill watching the rain soak everything in view. Her mind time traveled back to when she was little and used to run outside, splashing in the puddles. Those days were so carefree, not knowing what was really out there, being protected by your parents. Spike never had any of that. Who's to say he had any good memories. Living in England, traveling from foster home to foster home, knowing that no one wanted to be around him for too long. Buffy couldn't even imagine what he was feeling.
"Buffy?"
She heard her mother open the door, knocking her out of her thoughts. She stood up and walked over to her bed, sitting next to her mom.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Found this downstairs. It has your name on it." Joyce said, handing Buffy the small black box.
Buffy froze at the sight of it and it kind of shocked Joyce to see her daughter react like that. She placed the box on Buffy's bedside table.
"Anything wrong?" She asked.
"Huh? Oh, no. Why?" Buffy asked.
"You just seem . . ." Joyce shook her head slightly. "Its probably nothing. I have to go sort some things out for the gallery."
"Okay."
Buffy watched as her mother left, closing the door behind her. She turned to the box that sat on the table so close to her. Slowly, she reached out and picked it up. She sat it in front of her, staring at it for a few seconds before opening it. Inside, sat the Claddagh ring that Angel had given to her.
FLASHBACK
"My people exchanged this a sign of devotion. It's a Claddagh ring. The hands represent friendship, the crown represents loyalty . . . And the heart . . . Well, you know . . . Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody. Like this." Angel showed her his own ring on his finger. She touched his hand, leaned over and kissed the ring. "Put it on." He took the ring from her and slid it on her finger.
ENDFLASHBACK
Tears came to her eyes unwillingly as she remembered. He was so kind at first.
FLASHBACK
"Angel!" Buffy yelled as she ran up his driveway.
He was about to get into his car when he saw her running. He backed away from the car and waited for her to reach him.
"Buffy." He whispered.
"Here." She said, handing him the ring. "I . . . I cant keep it."
"Please." He begged.
"No, it doesn't belong to me anymore." She said, turning.
He watched as she walked out of his driveway, out of his life.
ENDFLASHBACK
She stood up, knocking both the ring and box to the floor. Quickly, she ran from her room, flew down the stairs and out the front door. She could feel the rain hit her as she stepped out onto the front yard. Staring up to the sky, she felt the rain slide down her face, along with tears. Carelessly, she fell to the ground, crying harder. The mud soaked her new jeans and her white top was clinging to her, showing her skin. She sat that way for many minutes, until she felt a pair of strong arms around her. She lifted her head to meet those beautiful blue eyes she'd grown to love.
"Spike . . ." She whispered.
"Buffy are you crazy!" He yelled. "You'll get pneumonia!"
He picked her up in his arms and carried her inside. The stairs were a little tricky, but he got to her room, laying her down on the bed. He covered her up in her comforter and tried to keep her warm. He needed to get her into dry clothes.
"Buffy? Luv?" He asked.
"Spike?" She asked, opening her eyes.
"You need to change pet. I'll get you some clothes." He said, heading over to her dresser.
He pulled out a pair of pajama pants and a tank top and placed them next to her on the bed.
"You get changed and I'll be right back." He said and disappeared.
Buffy got changed and was sitting on her bed waiting for Spike to return. The door opened and Buffy's head popped up. Spike walked in, carrying a tray with a mug of tea and what appeared to be a cookie.
"Cookies?" She asked, curious.
"Yes." He said, placing the tray on her desk.
He carried over the tea and the plate of cookies as well. Sitting on her bed, he passed her the mug and set the cookies on her bedside table.
"What were you doing out there?" He asked.
"I . . . I'm not sure." She said. "I just ran out . . ."
"Scared me luv."
"Sorry."
"Drink your tea."
She listened to him and started to sip on the tea he'd brought her.
"Can I have a cookie now?" She asked impatient.
He sighed. "Alright."
Her face lit up and she picked out a cookie as if it were a big decision. Spike noticed the ring on the floor. 'Funny, Dru had one just . . . Angel.' He thought.
"Spike?" She asked.
"Yeah pet?"
"Do you still think I'm a goody?"
"Care what I think now?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.
"No . . . Well, maybe . . . A bit." She said.
"I don't." Spike said.
She smiled and he smiled back. She yawned and he took it as a hint to leave. He stood up, taking the mug and plate, still full of cookies.
"And where do you think you're going?" She asked. "Those are my cookies."
He laughed and set the cookies back in place. He began to walk out again but her voice caused him to stop.
"Don't leave Spike." She said.
He turned around. "I wont, if you don't want me to."
"I don't. Can you . . . Hold me?"
He nodded and rid himself of the mug before walking over to the bed. He laid down next to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her close.
"I love you Buffy." He whispered into her ear.
"I love you too . . . William."
~ Meh. It's semi short but I like putting small stuff up, then getting reviews, then writing more. Helps me go on. So, review ~
