Spike turns to her watcher and looks embarrassed by all the revelations but
instead puts the book down and runs after Buffy.
Buffy stands in front of the mirror looking at her tear stained face wondering what she had just done. She just gave her worst enemy more fuel to his fire. She splashes water on her face and takes a deep breathe and decides not to think about it, like most things in her life. It doesn't exist. Just as she comes out she barrels into Spike who grabs hold of her. She easily shrugs out of his hold and looks into his eyes and says "look just forget I said anything, like everything else just forget." She runs off to class upon seeing Spikes gang round the corner.
She sits and listens to the teacher, listens to him go on and on about the Plague. Betting most of the deaths were a result of vampires not the plague. She just stares and waits for class to finish, instead a student comes in the room with a message to the teacher. She watches as the teacher reads the note and then looks up at her. Buffy feels her heart beat a little faster as the teacher calls her out to go to the office. Once there the principal sits her down and tells her that her mother collapsed at work. She's in hospital and they want her to go and see the doctors.
She gets to the hospital by a teacher she doesn't know. She sits in silence and doesn't acknowledge his existence. She walks slowly to the nurse's station and then to her mothers room, the doctor outside the room tells her it is a tumour. That her mum needs surgery and we hopefully pull through, she can't see her yet so she takes a seat. She sits with her knees to her chest just watching the door. No one sees how she is or why she is sitting there, they scurry about doing what they do, while she sits in isolation. The tears that stain her face can't be seen by anyone and she buries her head in her knees while she sobs. A hand on her shoulder makes her look up and she sees Spikes dad Mr O'Conner. He sits down and pulls her into his arms where she sobs freely into the man who had been more of dad for 12 years. He shushes her and tells it will be ok but she knows it won't, nothing good happens on the Hellmouth. She sees Spike standing awkwardly against the wall watching her fall apart.
She gets up and walks into the room the doctor had now ushered her in. When asked if the O'Connor's can come in she shakes her head. She doesn't want them anymore, she is by herself, she doesn't need their pity. She sits down and holds her mum's hand.
Three weeks and her mum seemed better, she was smiling and laughing and trying on wigs. Three weeks and her mum's world came crashing around Buffy's head. She sits with the phone still in her hand staring at her mum's lifeless body. She doesn't call anyone after the morgue picks up the body. She sits staring at the place her mum was and just stares. It isn't real if she doesn't acknowledge it.
She instead shakes her head and doesn't allow the grief to overcome her and instead goes out and patrols. As she kicks and punches, she keeps seeing her mothers body, her eyes, so cold. She can feel wetness on her cheeks and doesn't even realize she is crying. When she plunges the stake into the heart she sees those eyes, hears the snap of the rib. She only wants to be one place so she goes and looks up at that oh so familiar window. He hasn't changed it, the lattice works are still there, calling for her to climb up. His reading light is on even though it midnight which isn't that odd.
She climbs with more ease then she did as a child and she reaches the window fast. She lifts up what would have been hard for a normal girl but for her easy, rusty window. He isn't in his room but she hears the shower going. She looks around and notices it went from power ranger blue to black. The sheets are silk red and are inviting. She crawls into the bed and hugs the pillow and starts to cry into it. She hears him come into his room but doesn't acknowledge him.
He goes over to her and pulls her into his lap brushing her hair out of her face. He knows the only reason she would be here, and accepts it. She notices him staring at her face and croaks out "Contacts". He shushes her and says "hey it's gonna be ok". When she starts to cry again he kisses her forehead letting her get it out until finally she falls into a deep sleep.
He watches her as she sleeps and notices how beautiful she actually is. He wonders how no one ever saw it. She has beautiful silky blonde hair which he is softly gliding his finger through. She has a button nose and he knows behind those closed lids are the greenest of eyes. Her shirt had hitched up and apart from the faintest scar her belly was perfect, it was flat and had a pretty belly ring which suits her. Her lips were in a pout and were frankly kissable. He traced his fingertips over her face and heard her sigh into his embrace. He brought his lips slowly to hers while still watching her eyelids for movement. His lips lightly touched hers but sent lightning through his skin.
He watched as she opens her eyes as she felt his tongue slide across her lips asking for entrance. She pulled back and looked at him questioningly, he looked embarrassed and muttered "bloody hell". She sat up a little and pulled her shirt down, she watched as he lifted his hand a put a stray hair behind her ear.
Buffy stands in front of the mirror looking at her tear stained face wondering what she had just done. She just gave her worst enemy more fuel to his fire. She splashes water on her face and takes a deep breathe and decides not to think about it, like most things in her life. It doesn't exist. Just as she comes out she barrels into Spike who grabs hold of her. She easily shrugs out of his hold and looks into his eyes and says "look just forget I said anything, like everything else just forget." She runs off to class upon seeing Spikes gang round the corner.
She sits and listens to the teacher, listens to him go on and on about the Plague. Betting most of the deaths were a result of vampires not the plague. She just stares and waits for class to finish, instead a student comes in the room with a message to the teacher. She watches as the teacher reads the note and then looks up at her. Buffy feels her heart beat a little faster as the teacher calls her out to go to the office. Once there the principal sits her down and tells her that her mother collapsed at work. She's in hospital and they want her to go and see the doctors.
She gets to the hospital by a teacher she doesn't know. She sits in silence and doesn't acknowledge his existence. She walks slowly to the nurse's station and then to her mothers room, the doctor outside the room tells her it is a tumour. That her mum needs surgery and we hopefully pull through, she can't see her yet so she takes a seat. She sits with her knees to her chest just watching the door. No one sees how she is or why she is sitting there, they scurry about doing what they do, while she sits in isolation. The tears that stain her face can't be seen by anyone and she buries her head in her knees while she sobs. A hand on her shoulder makes her look up and she sees Spikes dad Mr O'Conner. He sits down and pulls her into his arms where she sobs freely into the man who had been more of dad for 12 years. He shushes her and tells it will be ok but she knows it won't, nothing good happens on the Hellmouth. She sees Spike standing awkwardly against the wall watching her fall apart.
She gets up and walks into the room the doctor had now ushered her in. When asked if the O'Connor's can come in she shakes her head. She doesn't want them anymore, she is by herself, she doesn't need their pity. She sits down and holds her mum's hand.
Three weeks and her mum seemed better, she was smiling and laughing and trying on wigs. Three weeks and her mum's world came crashing around Buffy's head. She sits with the phone still in her hand staring at her mum's lifeless body. She doesn't call anyone after the morgue picks up the body. She sits staring at the place her mum was and just stares. It isn't real if she doesn't acknowledge it.
She instead shakes her head and doesn't allow the grief to overcome her and instead goes out and patrols. As she kicks and punches, she keeps seeing her mothers body, her eyes, so cold. She can feel wetness on her cheeks and doesn't even realize she is crying. When she plunges the stake into the heart she sees those eyes, hears the snap of the rib. She only wants to be one place so she goes and looks up at that oh so familiar window. He hasn't changed it, the lattice works are still there, calling for her to climb up. His reading light is on even though it midnight which isn't that odd.
She climbs with more ease then she did as a child and she reaches the window fast. She lifts up what would have been hard for a normal girl but for her easy, rusty window. He isn't in his room but she hears the shower going. She looks around and notices it went from power ranger blue to black. The sheets are silk red and are inviting. She crawls into the bed and hugs the pillow and starts to cry into it. She hears him come into his room but doesn't acknowledge him.
He goes over to her and pulls her into his lap brushing her hair out of her face. He knows the only reason she would be here, and accepts it. She notices him staring at her face and croaks out "Contacts". He shushes her and says "hey it's gonna be ok". When she starts to cry again he kisses her forehead letting her get it out until finally she falls into a deep sleep.
He watches her as she sleeps and notices how beautiful she actually is. He wonders how no one ever saw it. She has beautiful silky blonde hair which he is softly gliding his finger through. She has a button nose and he knows behind those closed lids are the greenest of eyes. Her shirt had hitched up and apart from the faintest scar her belly was perfect, it was flat and had a pretty belly ring which suits her. Her lips were in a pout and were frankly kissable. He traced his fingertips over her face and heard her sigh into his embrace. He brought his lips slowly to hers while still watching her eyelids for movement. His lips lightly touched hers but sent lightning through his skin.
He watched as she opens her eyes as she felt his tongue slide across her lips asking for entrance. She pulled back and looked at him questioningly, he looked embarrassed and muttered "bloody hell". She sat up a little and pulled her shirt down, she watched as he lifted his hand a put a stray hair behind her ear.
