Again this is a Sequel to the first story, What Are Friends For. Disclaimer: I don't own, Spike, Buffy, or anything in this story. In His Dreams Sequel to What Are Friends For Buffy awoke to find herself in a bed larger, comfier, and warmer then hers. She blinked a few times and looked around at her surroundings. If she didn't know better she would have thought she was in a normal bedroom in a normal house, but she knew better, she knew she was in Spike's crypt.

Sitting up she pulled the blanket around her. She had stripped down to her bra and underwear, not caring if Spike saw her that way. She figured he would sleep in the bed with her, but was surprised to find him on the floor next to the bed with a pillow and one of the many covers from the bed.

From what she saw he was at least topless. When he stirred the blanket moved lower to reveal his muscular chest and what looked like the top of a six-pack. Why hadn't I noticed those before?

She looked at her watch, '8:15'. Everyone would start to worry right about now. She got out from under the covers and stepped out of the bed, careful not to step on Spike. She slid on her tee shirt and sweats she was wearing last night then sat on the bed to put her gym shoes on.

Buffy pulled the blanket up on Spike, hoping she gets to see that again. Then she gave him a slight kiss that Spike imagined was only in his dream. "Thank you." She muttered into his lips then went up the ladder and headed home.

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When he woke Buffy had left, which he expected. He thought back to his dream, it was him and Buffy kissing and then waking up together. He has this dream, or another like, it every time he fell asleep, but this time it was different, it felt almost real. He shook the thought out of his head. It will never happen, she has made it perfectly clear thousands of times that it wouldn't happen.

He heard the open and close of the heavy crypt door and the sound of feet heading for the ladder. Spike quickly put on his pants because he knew Buffy wouldn't want to see him without them.

When she came down into the basement part of the crypt he was back on the bed, arms on his legs. She turned and saw him, letting out a small gasp of surprise, "Your up."

"Just, are you felling ok today, Luv?"

She walked over and sat on the bed next to him. "Yeah, I think a good nights sleep was all I needed."

"Your welcome here anytime you want, Buffy."

"She always liked you," she said out of the blue, fighting back tears, "Mom did. Said there was something different about you. And until now I didn't know what she meant."

She gave up on the fight with her tears and they ran down her face. He put his arm around her and held her close. With his free hand he wiped the tears from her face.

She stared into his blue eyes and forgot why it is such a bad thing for him to love her. She leaned in and her lips met his. First he pulled back in shock, then realizing what was going on he moved back in.

When the kiss was finally broken Buffy said, "Thank you."

Spike looked a bit puzzled, "For what, Pet?"

"For everything. For letting me sleep here and being such a gentleman about it, for comforting me, for helping me in ways no one at home could, and most importantly for loving me. Last night you gave me something that no one else could, you loved me in a way that they can't. You love me, and until last night I didn't know I felt remotely the same."

He looked into her eyes to see if it was true. He saw in her a mirrored image of what's in him: love. Moving his hands behind her neck he pulled her closer and kissed her. She traced unknown patterns on his chest that she is beginning to so love.

When she finally remembered what she was there for, she mentioned it to Spike, "The burials tomorrow."

"What time and where?"

"It starts at six, it's here, in this graveyard I mean. I made it late 'cause I know she would want you there and you want to be there. So you can at least watch from the safeness of your shadowy doorway. And I think someone talked to Angel and he might be here too"

"Thanks, I really appreciate that."

"It's the least that I could do, for everything you did for us, and me," She admitted quietly. "I should get going, they're expecting me home soon."

"Ok I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."

She got up and walked to the ladder. "Bye." She gave a little wave and started up the latter.

He heard the cover being put on the hole then her footsteps going a crossed the room. Then he heard a silent mutter, "I love you Spike."