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A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Kristen for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eye light three years ago, now she lives with that what she has. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop, only then Buffy starts to understand what she have and what she wants.
A/N: Sorry guys for leaving you here like this; I just have a lot to do starting from being sick and ending with trying to get up my own home page :) And sorry for this not being more than PG-15 rated chappie, but, well I'll explain later, but no worries I'm all way Spuffy :)
Chapter Seventeen
"Could you please stop moving, pet? I can't sleep when you bloody tossing and turning in the bed." Spike asked when Buffy turned over for the hundredth time.
"I'm sorry. I just can't get comfortable." Buffy answered, but in her thoughts added *Mainly because there is a half naked sex object next to me.*
"Ok, come closer."
"What?"
"Closer, pet, come closer to me." At Spike's words Buffy moved closer to him till her ass was pressed to Spike's left leg. *Oh, yeah, bloody great idea!* He thought to himself feeling his growing erection.
"Now what?" Buffy asked, but already felt much more comfortable.
"Now just sleep." Spike commanded.
"I... can I, um..." She stammered.
"Can you, um, what?" He asked tired.
"Put my head on your shoulder?" She asked quietly. Spike smiled and turned Buffy over so her face was beside his shoulder and kissed her forehead.
"Sure, just sleep after that, ok?" Buffy nodded. "Good." He said just before Buffy put her head on Spike's left shoulder. *A lot better.* Buffy thought to herself as she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep. As Spike felt Buffy's breathing slowing down he smiled to himself still not understanding why this felt so right.
***
Spike woke up from the feeling of something wet against his shoulder. At first he was too asleep to understand what it was, but after a muffled sob from Buffy he was fully awake and looking at the blonde girl beside him. He saw that Buffy was still sleeping; moonlight was softly playing on her shoulder, but after another quiet sob he noticed that Buffy was crying in her sleep. He slowly stroked one of her blond locks of her face and lightly shook her.
"Buffy, luv, wake up. You're dreaming." He whispered. She didn't respond but started to cry harder. "Sweetie, wake up." He said a bit louder. At that Buffy winced; she opened her eyes a little.
"Spike?" Buffy asked so quietly that he almost didn't hear it.
"Yeah, pet, I'm here." He assured her, lightly stroking her face. "You were crying."
"I'm sorry. Just had a dream."
"Nightmare?" Spike asked letting her rest on his chest. She slowly shook her head.
"Not a nightmare, just a dream." Buffy told him closing her eyes and just enjoying the feeling of being close to Spike. "I-I saw you... in my dream, that is." She admitted.
"Am I that awful?" He choked.
"No, not that. It's just..." She went quiet.
"What, luv? It will make you feel better if you'll tell me about it." Spike pointed out slowly sliding his hand over Buffy's back.
"I know." She admitted. "I couldn't see your face. I saw my family and friends all around; you were in front of them, beautiful, the only thing I couldn't see was your f-face." She sobbed a little.
"Shhh, luv, that's ok, you've never seen me so..." He started, but was interrupted by Buffy's sobbing voice.
"No, that's not it. I-I could see T-Tara, even Dru, b-but I couldn't s-see your f-face." She buried her face in Spike's chest. "And then, y-you went away, a-and my family and friends t-too, but I just wanted to s-see you." She sobbed again, now much louder.
"It's ok, luv, don't worry about it." He said bringing her face up and kissing her sweetly. "Try to get some more sleep, we only have left..." Spike tried to move so he could look at the clock that was on the wall, but Buffy stopped him.
"It's four thirty." She said quietly.
"How do you know?"
"Talent. Can we go to sleep?" She asked getting even more comfortable on Spike.
"Sure, luv. Just close your eyes and think about nice things." He answered kissing her again. Soon they both were close to sleep. Buffy again saw her family in her dreams, and friends too, only Spike didn't appear in her dream anymore.
***
"Happy Birthday, princess!" Spike wished Dru pecking her cheek as he and Buffy walked to the table.
"From me too, Dru." Buffy smiled over at Spike and Dru.
"So how did you both sleep?" Ell asked when Spike and Buffy sat at the table, beside each other.
"Assuming that they slept at all." Crine added devilish.
"Thank you, Ell. We slept very well." Buffy answered ignoring Crine's comment. *Course not that I wouldn't have thought about it...* Buffy thought to herself. *Baaaad, Buffy!*
"Yes, wasn't bad." Spike said watching Buffy. She hadn't mentioned her dream anymore. This morning when he asked about it, she had told him that she didn't want to talk about it. He couldn't understand why she had been so sad about it. He could tell that the sadness was still there. Buffy's eyes told him everything. Spike could bet that if she had been alone now she would be crying like last night. But why? Why did she cry over some dumb dream?
"Maybe dumb to you, but not her." Dru said reaching for the toast.
"What? What did I miss? Again." Lysson asked a bit puzzled. Spike at the same time looked to Dru.
"Now you're reading minds too?" He asked a bit scared and annoyed at the same time.
"Well it's not my fault if you're thinking so loud, now is it?" Drusilla asked annoyed as well.
"What? When did you start to read minds?" Crine cried out. "And... Wait, does that mean I'll hafta think about what to think?"
"Huh? Forget it." Dru looked to Crine, now puzzled herself. "The only person whose thoughts I ever could read is Will. Beside it's not my fault his thoughts are so idiotic."
"Hey!" Spike yelped.
"Can someone pass me the milk?" Buffy asked, completely ignoring the conversation around her. Yes, she had heard Dru's comment. And, yes, she was pretty sure Dru was speaking about her. Even thought Buffy couldn't see Spike, she still could feel him. She felt him staring at her as well. Buffy knew he was thinking about her dream, but Dru was right, it wasn't dumb, it meant a lot.
"Sure, luv. Here." Spike put a milk pitcher in her hand, lightly touching her fingers. Even the light touch made tingles shoot up both of their arms.
"So when are you both leaving?" Lysson asked. "Not that I want you gone, just interested."
"We were thinking about leaving this evening." Spike said biting from a piece of toast he held.
"I thought that you needed to be in L.A. at six." Dru said remembering.
"Shit!" Spike cursed. "I totally forgot about it!" At this Buffy perked.
"Why do you need to go to L.A.? And when will you be back?" She knew she sounded clingy but she didn't want him to leave.
"I need to speak with my bloody publisher about a new book. Damn, that means we have to leave soon." He again cursed under his breath. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to be with Buffy, but he knew that he had a job to do.
"And when will you be back?"
"In three days." Spike admitted quietly. Buffy twitched. *Three days? That's long. Wait I met this guy hardly a week ago, now I can't survive with out him for three days?*
Spike didn't like this either, not the fact he needed to go away, not the fact he knew how much he would miss Buffy. *This girl is getting me wrapped round her little finger.* He thought to himself. *Oh, well, it's not like I'm complaining.*
"So you'll leave after breakfast?" Ell asked.
"Yeah, I guess so." Spike answered. "Luv, you don't mind?" He asked Buffy. She didn't respond. "Buffy?"
"Huh? Oh, sure. Just thought you were speaking to Dru." She admitted and for the first time Spike actually got the fact that Buffy was blind. She didn't know he had been speaking to her. How could she anyway? He just had assumed that she would know, but he was wrong. Very wrong.
"Ok, so let's finish this and we'll help you pack." Lysson said before biting into her apple.
***
A/N: I know begging isn't good (and in real life I don't do it often), but if I don't ask you won't leave reviews to me, but I want them desperately :( So, sorry if it's making you annoyed, but... Hey! Who threw that?! *looks around woozily*
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Kristen for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eye light three years ago, now she lives with that what she has. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop, only then Buffy starts to understand what she have and what she wants.
A/N: Sorry guys for leaving you here like this; I just have a lot to do starting from being sick and ending with trying to get up my own home page :) And sorry for this not being more than PG-15 rated chappie, but, well I'll explain later, but no worries I'm all way Spuffy :)
Chapter Seventeen
"Could you please stop moving, pet? I can't sleep when you bloody tossing and turning in the bed." Spike asked when Buffy turned over for the hundredth time.
"I'm sorry. I just can't get comfortable." Buffy answered, but in her thoughts added *Mainly because there is a half naked sex object next to me.*
"Ok, come closer."
"What?"
"Closer, pet, come closer to me." At Spike's words Buffy moved closer to him till her ass was pressed to Spike's left leg. *Oh, yeah, bloody great idea!* He thought to himself feeling his growing erection.
"Now what?" Buffy asked, but already felt much more comfortable.
"Now just sleep." Spike commanded.
"I... can I, um..." She stammered.
"Can you, um, what?" He asked tired.
"Put my head on your shoulder?" She asked quietly. Spike smiled and turned Buffy over so her face was beside his shoulder and kissed her forehead.
"Sure, just sleep after that, ok?" Buffy nodded. "Good." He said just before Buffy put her head on Spike's left shoulder. *A lot better.* Buffy thought to herself as she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep. As Spike felt Buffy's breathing slowing down he smiled to himself still not understanding why this felt so right.
***
Spike woke up from the feeling of something wet against his shoulder. At first he was too asleep to understand what it was, but after a muffled sob from Buffy he was fully awake and looking at the blonde girl beside him. He saw that Buffy was still sleeping; moonlight was softly playing on her shoulder, but after another quiet sob he noticed that Buffy was crying in her sleep. He slowly stroked one of her blond locks of her face and lightly shook her.
"Buffy, luv, wake up. You're dreaming." He whispered. She didn't respond but started to cry harder. "Sweetie, wake up." He said a bit louder. At that Buffy winced; she opened her eyes a little.
"Spike?" Buffy asked so quietly that he almost didn't hear it.
"Yeah, pet, I'm here." He assured her, lightly stroking her face. "You were crying."
"I'm sorry. Just had a dream."
"Nightmare?" Spike asked letting her rest on his chest. She slowly shook her head.
"Not a nightmare, just a dream." Buffy told him closing her eyes and just enjoying the feeling of being close to Spike. "I-I saw you... in my dream, that is." She admitted.
"Am I that awful?" He choked.
"No, not that. It's just..." She went quiet.
"What, luv? It will make you feel better if you'll tell me about it." Spike pointed out slowly sliding his hand over Buffy's back.
"I know." She admitted. "I couldn't see your face. I saw my family and friends all around; you were in front of them, beautiful, the only thing I couldn't see was your f-face." She sobbed a little.
"Shhh, luv, that's ok, you've never seen me so..." He started, but was interrupted by Buffy's sobbing voice.
"No, that's not it. I-I could see T-Tara, even Dru, b-but I couldn't s-see your f-face." She buried her face in Spike's chest. "And then, y-you went away, a-and my family and friends t-too, but I just wanted to s-see you." She sobbed again, now much louder.
"It's ok, luv, don't worry about it." He said bringing her face up and kissing her sweetly. "Try to get some more sleep, we only have left..." Spike tried to move so he could look at the clock that was on the wall, but Buffy stopped him.
"It's four thirty." She said quietly.
"How do you know?"
"Talent. Can we go to sleep?" She asked getting even more comfortable on Spike.
"Sure, luv. Just close your eyes and think about nice things." He answered kissing her again. Soon they both were close to sleep. Buffy again saw her family in her dreams, and friends too, only Spike didn't appear in her dream anymore.
***
"Happy Birthday, princess!" Spike wished Dru pecking her cheek as he and Buffy walked to the table.
"From me too, Dru." Buffy smiled over at Spike and Dru.
"So how did you both sleep?" Ell asked when Spike and Buffy sat at the table, beside each other.
"Assuming that they slept at all." Crine added devilish.
"Thank you, Ell. We slept very well." Buffy answered ignoring Crine's comment. *Course not that I wouldn't have thought about it...* Buffy thought to herself. *Baaaad, Buffy!*
"Yes, wasn't bad." Spike said watching Buffy. She hadn't mentioned her dream anymore. This morning when he asked about it, she had told him that she didn't want to talk about it. He couldn't understand why she had been so sad about it. He could tell that the sadness was still there. Buffy's eyes told him everything. Spike could bet that if she had been alone now she would be crying like last night. But why? Why did she cry over some dumb dream?
"Maybe dumb to you, but not her." Dru said reaching for the toast.
"What? What did I miss? Again." Lysson asked a bit puzzled. Spike at the same time looked to Dru.
"Now you're reading minds too?" He asked a bit scared and annoyed at the same time.
"Well it's not my fault if you're thinking so loud, now is it?" Drusilla asked annoyed as well.
"What? When did you start to read minds?" Crine cried out. "And... Wait, does that mean I'll hafta think about what to think?"
"Huh? Forget it." Dru looked to Crine, now puzzled herself. "The only person whose thoughts I ever could read is Will. Beside it's not my fault his thoughts are so idiotic."
"Hey!" Spike yelped.
"Can someone pass me the milk?" Buffy asked, completely ignoring the conversation around her. Yes, she had heard Dru's comment. And, yes, she was pretty sure Dru was speaking about her. Even thought Buffy couldn't see Spike, she still could feel him. She felt him staring at her as well. Buffy knew he was thinking about her dream, but Dru was right, it wasn't dumb, it meant a lot.
"Sure, luv. Here." Spike put a milk pitcher in her hand, lightly touching her fingers. Even the light touch made tingles shoot up both of their arms.
"So when are you both leaving?" Lysson asked. "Not that I want you gone, just interested."
"We were thinking about leaving this evening." Spike said biting from a piece of toast he held.
"I thought that you needed to be in L.A. at six." Dru said remembering.
"Shit!" Spike cursed. "I totally forgot about it!" At this Buffy perked.
"Why do you need to go to L.A.? And when will you be back?" She knew she sounded clingy but she didn't want him to leave.
"I need to speak with my bloody publisher about a new book. Damn, that means we have to leave soon." He again cursed under his breath. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to be with Buffy, but he knew that he had a job to do.
"And when will you be back?"
"In three days." Spike admitted quietly. Buffy twitched. *Three days? That's long. Wait I met this guy hardly a week ago, now I can't survive with out him for three days?*
Spike didn't like this either, not the fact he needed to go away, not the fact he knew how much he would miss Buffy. *This girl is getting me wrapped round her little finger.* He thought to himself. *Oh, well, it's not like I'm complaining.*
"So you'll leave after breakfast?" Ell asked.
"Yeah, I guess so." Spike answered. "Luv, you don't mind?" He asked Buffy. She didn't respond. "Buffy?"
"Huh? Oh, sure. Just thought you were speaking to Dru." She admitted and for the first time Spike actually got the fact that Buffy was blind. She didn't know he had been speaking to her. How could she anyway? He just had assumed that she would know, but he was wrong. Very wrong.
"Ok, so let's finish this and we'll help you pack." Lysson said before biting into her apple.
***
A/N: I know begging isn't good (and in real life I don't do it often), but if I don't ask you won't leave reviews to me, but I want them desperately :( So, sorry if it's making you annoyed, but... Hey! Who threw that?! *looks around woozily*