Disclaimer: Nope, do not even own the charters I don't like.
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Antti for beta-ing :) Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is a young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eyesight three years ago and now she lives with what she has left. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop and only then Buffy starts to understand what she has and what she wants.
A/N: Wow, look I actually got this chapter done :) Sorry, it's not longer, thought.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Buffy woke up feeling of the warm sun playing on her face and smelling coffee. She travelled her arm over Spike's side of the bed and found that no one was there.
"Good mornin', sleeping beauty." Spike said watching from the doorway as Buffy yawned and stretched. She gave a smile to the direction from which Spike's voice came.
"Mmmm... Do I smell coffee?" Buffy asked pretending to smell the air. Spike walked to the bed and placed the food tray beside him as he sat down.
"Probably. In addition, there's toast, milk, eggs, strawberries, cookies and juice as well. What ever your heart wishes." Spike commented the tray's content. "Now, open your pretty mouth." Buffy did as he said and Spike slipped a strawberry in her mouth.
"Tasty, but you know I'm capable of eating by myself." She asked still tasting the berry in her mouth.
"Yeah, I know that, but this way it's much more pleasurable for me." Spike said smirking as he slipped one more berry in Buffy's mouth.
"Well, who am I to deny pleasure from you?" She asked playfully.
"Exactly. Now, open up!" Again, Buffy bended to Spike's will and opened her mouth, and again he slipped a berry in it just this time covering her lips with his own, tasting the strawberry.
"You know I could get used to this." Buffy whispered when Spike let her go.
"Mhhmm..." Spike purred in her ear sending a shiver down her body. "Who said you shouldn't?"
"That's true, too." Buffy murmured back.
"So, what're we going to do today?" Spike asked leaning against the headboard. Buffy smiled shyly and took a slip from the coffee Spike brought her.
"Well, I have all day free so I was thinking we could..." She was interrupt by mobile phone's call. "Damn! How do people always know the worst moment to call?" Buffy asked to herself as Spike passed her the ringing phone. "Better have a good reason..." She said picking the phone up.
"Buffy?" Came a question from the other end of the line.
"Wes? Why are you calling? Something's wrong?" She asked sitting up. It wasn't often that Wesley was the one who called her. Mostly it was Faith.
"Faith and I had a fight. A big one and she left; I thought maybe she drove to you. God, I'm such an idiot, the fight didn't even have a point, we... we just yelled at each other and... and she... she left, Buffy." He said and Buffy could hear in his voice that he was very worried about his lover.
"Calm down, Wes. Did you call her?" Buffy asked starting to worry as well. Faith wasn't a helpless girl, but still she was pregnant and that meant a lot of pregnant woman hormones too.
"Yes, I did, but she isn't answering to my calls." He explained desperately.
"Ok, just calm down. I will call her, maybe seeing my ID she'll answer. I promise I'll try to get her to call you. Deal?"
"Yeah, call me please if you get in touch with her. Ok?"
"Ok."
"And... and, Buffy? Could you please tell her I love her?" Wesley asked quietly.
"Yeah, I will, but she knows it anyway, Wes." Buffy explained trying to calm Wesley down.
"Thanks. I'll wait for your call." With that, the phone line went dead. Buffy gave a deep sigh and sank back in the pillows.
"What's wrong, pet?" Spike, who had heard only Buffy's parts of conversation, asked lying beside Buffy and slowly playing with her hair.
"That was Faith's, one of my best friend's, boyfriend. Apparently they had a fight and Faith left, now Wesley's worried as hell." She sighed again and sat up. Opening her mobile phone again, Buffy pressed five. It did not even reach three rings when Faith picked up the phone at the other end of the line.
"Guess he called you, huh?" She asked not even bothering to say 'hi'.
"He's worried, Faith." Buffy explained. "Where are you?"
"On my way to Sunnydale."
"When will you be here?" Buffy asked enjoying the feeling of Spike's finger playing at her hip.
"In an hour. Meet me?"
"Sure. At my place?" Buffy tried to hide the disappointment in her voice. Damn, she really had looked into spending all day with Spike. However, friendship still was in first place.
"Yeah. Let's meet there." Faith was ready to hang up when Buffy spoke again.
"Please, Faith, call to Wesley. He's really worried and said me to tell you he loves you."
"I'll call him, no worries, B. And thanks." With that she finally hang up.
"How come there's always a phone call that interrupts us?" Buffy asked falling back beside Spike and placing her hand on his cheek.
"Let's turn off all phones next time." He whispered pressing a lightly kiss on Buffy's lips. "When do you need to meet that girl?" Spike asked still playing with Buffy's hairs.
"In an hour." She responded caressing his cheek. "I should probably take a shower and get ready. You'll walk me home right?" Buffy asked bit worried. She definitely couldn't walk home by herself.
"Of course, luv." Spike assured. "Now, do you want me to help you get to the shower?" He asked with a grin.
"There'll be no taking advantage of my blindness, mister!" She pointed playfully. "Anyway, I think I can manage to get there my self and I remember where I put my clothes as well, so no worries." With that, Buffy stepped out from bed and walked to the door. Well, ok, she did bump into the wall, not hard, thought, but discounting that she got to bathroom with out any problems.
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"Spike?" Buffy turned to the man beside her. They had been walking nearly twelve minutes and Buffy was enjoying the morning sun that played in her face.
"Yeah, luv?" Spike looked at the petite, blonde beside him. She was walking with her eyes close. At first, it had surprised Spike, but then remembering that she couldn't see anyway it even seemed normal. Really, why should she bother by opening eyes if it didn't change anything? "Open your eyes, pet." He said it even not thinking.
"What?" Buffy opened her eyes confused, but then remembered that her eyes had been closed before. "Oh. Sorry, it's just my eyes sometimes feels too tired to be opened." She explained smiling to the direction Spike stood.
"It's ok. I just love to look in your eyes, they're beautiful." He explained kissing pressing a kiss at her lips. Buffy blushed a little. God, she loved the compliments Spike could tell her.
"Thanks. Anyway, before we get back I meant to ask you if you wanted to come to the dinner tomorrow. I wanted you to come tonight, but with all that shit Faith's gonna bring up I don't want to... well you got the point... but... but, if you can't tomorrow, that's ok too, it's just my mom wanted to invite you to dinner... and... and well I'm inviting you now, but if you can't I..." She was hush up by a kiss, a passionate one.
"You were babbling, pet. And I'll love to come to dinner tomorrow."
"Phew. That's good." Buffy smiled and again kissed Spike. The kiss was interrupt by a woman's voice.
"Stop with the smooches, B, and help a friend with the bags." Faith called stepping out from the car. Strange neither Spike nor Buffy had noticed a car pulling by, or the fact that they already had come to Buffy's house... *Gooooood kisser...*
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A/N: Ok, I'll try to get next chapter done till next week's end (have a lot of other thing going on, sorry). Anyway, for those who might wonder... I definitely will finish this fic, the question is when? So please don't give your hope up on me :)
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Antti for beta-ing :) Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is a young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eyesight three years ago and now she lives with what she has left. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop and only then Buffy starts to understand what she has and what she wants.
A/N: Wow, look I actually got this chapter done :) Sorry, it's not longer, thought.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Buffy woke up feeling of the warm sun playing on her face and smelling coffee. She travelled her arm over Spike's side of the bed and found that no one was there.
"Good mornin', sleeping beauty." Spike said watching from the doorway as Buffy yawned and stretched. She gave a smile to the direction from which Spike's voice came.
"Mmmm... Do I smell coffee?" Buffy asked pretending to smell the air. Spike walked to the bed and placed the food tray beside him as he sat down.
"Probably. In addition, there's toast, milk, eggs, strawberries, cookies and juice as well. What ever your heart wishes." Spike commented the tray's content. "Now, open your pretty mouth." Buffy did as he said and Spike slipped a strawberry in her mouth.
"Tasty, but you know I'm capable of eating by myself." She asked still tasting the berry in her mouth.
"Yeah, I know that, but this way it's much more pleasurable for me." Spike said smirking as he slipped one more berry in Buffy's mouth.
"Well, who am I to deny pleasure from you?" She asked playfully.
"Exactly. Now, open up!" Again, Buffy bended to Spike's will and opened her mouth, and again he slipped a berry in it just this time covering her lips with his own, tasting the strawberry.
"You know I could get used to this." Buffy whispered when Spike let her go.
"Mhhmm..." Spike purred in her ear sending a shiver down her body. "Who said you shouldn't?"
"That's true, too." Buffy murmured back.
"So, what're we going to do today?" Spike asked leaning against the headboard. Buffy smiled shyly and took a slip from the coffee Spike brought her.
"Well, I have all day free so I was thinking we could..." She was interrupt by mobile phone's call. "Damn! How do people always know the worst moment to call?" Buffy asked to herself as Spike passed her the ringing phone. "Better have a good reason..." She said picking the phone up.
"Buffy?" Came a question from the other end of the line.
"Wes? Why are you calling? Something's wrong?" She asked sitting up. It wasn't often that Wesley was the one who called her. Mostly it was Faith.
"Faith and I had a fight. A big one and she left; I thought maybe she drove to you. God, I'm such an idiot, the fight didn't even have a point, we... we just yelled at each other and... and she... she left, Buffy." He said and Buffy could hear in his voice that he was very worried about his lover.
"Calm down, Wes. Did you call her?" Buffy asked starting to worry as well. Faith wasn't a helpless girl, but still she was pregnant and that meant a lot of pregnant woman hormones too.
"Yes, I did, but she isn't answering to my calls." He explained desperately.
"Ok, just calm down. I will call her, maybe seeing my ID she'll answer. I promise I'll try to get her to call you. Deal?"
"Yeah, call me please if you get in touch with her. Ok?"
"Ok."
"And... and, Buffy? Could you please tell her I love her?" Wesley asked quietly.
"Yeah, I will, but she knows it anyway, Wes." Buffy explained trying to calm Wesley down.
"Thanks. I'll wait for your call." With that, the phone line went dead. Buffy gave a deep sigh and sank back in the pillows.
"What's wrong, pet?" Spike, who had heard only Buffy's parts of conversation, asked lying beside Buffy and slowly playing with her hair.
"That was Faith's, one of my best friend's, boyfriend. Apparently they had a fight and Faith left, now Wesley's worried as hell." She sighed again and sat up. Opening her mobile phone again, Buffy pressed five. It did not even reach three rings when Faith picked up the phone at the other end of the line.
"Guess he called you, huh?" She asked not even bothering to say 'hi'.
"He's worried, Faith." Buffy explained. "Where are you?"
"On my way to Sunnydale."
"When will you be here?" Buffy asked enjoying the feeling of Spike's finger playing at her hip.
"In an hour. Meet me?"
"Sure. At my place?" Buffy tried to hide the disappointment in her voice. Damn, she really had looked into spending all day with Spike. However, friendship still was in first place.
"Yeah. Let's meet there." Faith was ready to hang up when Buffy spoke again.
"Please, Faith, call to Wesley. He's really worried and said me to tell you he loves you."
"I'll call him, no worries, B. And thanks." With that she finally hang up.
"How come there's always a phone call that interrupts us?" Buffy asked falling back beside Spike and placing her hand on his cheek.
"Let's turn off all phones next time." He whispered pressing a lightly kiss on Buffy's lips. "When do you need to meet that girl?" Spike asked still playing with Buffy's hairs.
"In an hour." She responded caressing his cheek. "I should probably take a shower and get ready. You'll walk me home right?" Buffy asked bit worried. She definitely couldn't walk home by herself.
"Of course, luv." Spike assured. "Now, do you want me to help you get to the shower?" He asked with a grin.
"There'll be no taking advantage of my blindness, mister!" She pointed playfully. "Anyway, I think I can manage to get there my self and I remember where I put my clothes as well, so no worries." With that, Buffy stepped out from bed and walked to the door. Well, ok, she did bump into the wall, not hard, thought, but discounting that she got to bathroom with out any problems.
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"Spike?" Buffy turned to the man beside her. They had been walking nearly twelve minutes and Buffy was enjoying the morning sun that played in her face.
"Yeah, luv?" Spike looked at the petite, blonde beside him. She was walking with her eyes close. At first, it had surprised Spike, but then remembering that she couldn't see anyway it even seemed normal. Really, why should she bother by opening eyes if it didn't change anything? "Open your eyes, pet." He said it even not thinking.
"What?" Buffy opened her eyes confused, but then remembered that her eyes had been closed before. "Oh. Sorry, it's just my eyes sometimes feels too tired to be opened." She explained smiling to the direction Spike stood.
"It's ok. I just love to look in your eyes, they're beautiful." He explained kissing pressing a kiss at her lips. Buffy blushed a little. God, she loved the compliments Spike could tell her.
"Thanks. Anyway, before we get back I meant to ask you if you wanted to come to the dinner tomorrow. I wanted you to come tonight, but with all that shit Faith's gonna bring up I don't want to... well you got the point... but... but, if you can't tomorrow, that's ok too, it's just my mom wanted to invite you to dinner... and... and well I'm inviting you now, but if you can't I..." She was hush up by a kiss, a passionate one.
"You were babbling, pet. And I'll love to come to dinner tomorrow."
"Phew. That's good." Buffy smiled and again kissed Spike. The kiss was interrupt by a woman's voice.
"Stop with the smooches, B, and help a friend with the bags." Faith called stepping out from the car. Strange neither Spike nor Buffy had noticed a car pulling by, or the fact that they already had come to Buffy's house... *Gooooood kisser...*
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A/N: Ok, I'll try to get next chapter done till next week's end (have a lot of other thing going on, sorry). Anyway, for those who might wonder... I definitely will finish this fic, the question is when? So please don't give your hope up on me :)