Thanks ever so much for the reviews! This is my first attempt at fanfics
and I was a little nervous.
And of course, it goes without saying, The Buffyverse characters are not
mine, only the story parts.
She was there again. Why did she keep going back to the hellmouth? As she turned she could see him again Oh, that was why. There he stood, just as he had in the many dreams before. Smiling at her. She ventured closer to him, seeing just how far this dream world would let her get before it woke her. She got to his side, reached out and took his hand.
"I'm coming luv, wait for me."
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Buffy woke up on the couch, still clutching what was left of the tissue box. She had seen him again. As she got up she heard Dawn snoring. It was still early but she was wide awake now. Maybe a hot shower would help.
The hot shower turned luke warm and then cold. She kept going over her dreams in her mind. This one had been different. He had asked her to wait for him. Wait for him where? How could he be coming, he was gone. Then her eyes opened wide as the thought occurred to her.
"We have to go back to the hellmouth!" she blurted out entering Xander and Willow's room. Her robe sticking to her, she was still soaking wet.
"That's where we're headed Buffy, We'll be there in a few days." Xander yawned out as he sat up rubbing his eyes.
"No, the one in Sunny. .. well, what used to be Sunnydale."
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"So, how long before I go back?"
"Any time you wish. "
"Yeah, but where will I 'wake up'?"
"Where you died."
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"Buffy, we spent all day yesterday driving on the way to Cleveland. Why do we need to go back?" Xander looked at her. Pleading for some reason that he should have to redo the previous day's journey.
"He's coming back."
"Who's coming back where?" Willow was trying to understand, Buffy seemed extremely upset.
"Spike. He told me so." The friends looked at each other and back to her.
"How? Buffy he's been gone for months." He really hated to go through this again.
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A couple of hours later, the four were on their way back west. Buffy had spent the first hour explaining her slayer dreams, minus the 'I love you's,' she wanted to have that with him before she shared it with the rest of them. Reasoning that if he was coming back, there had to be a mystical purpose and that they should do all they could to aide the powers that be.
Cell phone in hand, she dialed Faith. They were going to be late.
"It's okay B. we've got it under control here. Gonna give me the juicy details?"
"No juice. Just need to go back and pick up something I left behind."
"Okay B. if your not gonna spill I guess I should get to weapons class. Not as much fun to skip if you're the teacher, ya know."
"We'll try and get headed that way as soon as possible."
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Several hours later, in the wee hours of the morning the group drove out to what looked like a nuclear test site. The car pulled to a stop and they got out, stretching and yawning.
Buffy eased herself to the edge and peered down into the huge hole shining her flashlight.
Nothing. Her heart sank. She sat down on the ledge and dangled her feet out in front of her. The other three had stayed back, feeling completely helpless to ease their friend's grief.
"Bloody Hell!"
"Where did that come from?"
As she moved to try and see in the moonlight she saw a very pale hand come up from the rubble.
Climbing down to get closer she shined her flashlight towards where the hand had come up.
"Is somebody up there?"
"Spike?"
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"Slayer? Is that you?"
"How did you get down there? I thought you died!" Suddenly becoming a little irritated at the thought that she had mourned him and he had simply been here all along.
"I DID die! I just got, well, back is all. You wanna give me a hand up?"
She instantly climbed down to the opening. It was barely big enough to reach out of.
"How are we going to get you out?"
"We? Who else is here?"
"Just Xander, Willow, and Dawn. Want me to go get them?"
"No. no. The girls don't need to come, might ask the Whelp if he could lend a hand."
Yep. This was her Spike.
"Just Xander?"
"Well, I'm kind of without covering here."
Covering? What is he . . . Oh! he was naked down there. How did that happen?
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Back at the car.
"Xander! Hurry!"
"Buffy what's wrong? Are you ok?"
"He's there! But he's sort of stuck. We need to get him out."
"Spike's here? Where Buffy. How did he get here? "Dawn started towards the hole.
"No. you can't go over there yet. " Buffy tried to suppress a grin.
"Why not? He's over there. I need to see him." Dawn had missed him and she wanted to see him.
"He's not . . . ready for you to see him yet"
"You saw him. How bad can it be?"
"I only saw his hand. He doesn't want you or Willow to go over there yet."
"But he wants to see me?" Xander couldn't imagine Spike asking for him.
"He doesn't have anything on." There. That would explain it.
Dawn's eyes grew simultaneously with her grin.
"Really? He's naked?"
"Dawn. No. end of discussion."
She stomped her foot. Then sat against the hood of the car.
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Xander had gotten into his bags and retrieved some sweats and a t shirt. He dug in the trunk for something to dig with. He hadn't really planned on any kind of excavation.
Buffy led him to the hole and they began working on the opening. The tire iron in the trunk was the only 'tool' they had so it would have to do.
It wasn't too long before they had opened it enough for Spike to crawl through.
The same pale hand she had seen earlier reached up. She and Xander pulled him up. Completely naked and filthy. And warm! Xander had no need to see Spike naked so he backed away and went back to the car.
Buffy sat there. Hugging Spike to her. Afraid to move, afraid she would wake up again and he'd be gone. His hand reached up to her face wiping tears away. She really had missed him.
They sat there for a long while. Just holding each other until Spike shivered.
"Luv, I hate to interrupt but it's getting cold here and I'm feeling a little . . . exposed."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Here." handing him the clothes.
He dressed and stood up. Buffy stood in front of him looking at his face as it shown under the moonlight.
"How long was I gone?"
"94 days yesterday. 95 today, but that doesn't count now does it."
"How long was it for you?"
"Much longer luv. An eternity, without you."
She was there again. Why did she keep going back to the hellmouth? As she turned she could see him again Oh, that was why. There he stood, just as he had in the many dreams before. Smiling at her. She ventured closer to him, seeing just how far this dream world would let her get before it woke her. She got to his side, reached out and took his hand.
"I'm coming luv, wait for me."
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Buffy woke up on the couch, still clutching what was left of the tissue box. She had seen him again. As she got up she heard Dawn snoring. It was still early but she was wide awake now. Maybe a hot shower would help.
The hot shower turned luke warm and then cold. She kept going over her dreams in her mind. This one had been different. He had asked her to wait for him. Wait for him where? How could he be coming, he was gone. Then her eyes opened wide as the thought occurred to her.
"We have to go back to the hellmouth!" she blurted out entering Xander and Willow's room. Her robe sticking to her, she was still soaking wet.
"That's where we're headed Buffy, We'll be there in a few days." Xander yawned out as he sat up rubbing his eyes.
"No, the one in Sunny. .. well, what used to be Sunnydale."
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"So, how long before I go back?"
"Any time you wish. "
"Yeah, but where will I 'wake up'?"
"Where you died."
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"Buffy, we spent all day yesterday driving on the way to Cleveland. Why do we need to go back?" Xander looked at her. Pleading for some reason that he should have to redo the previous day's journey.
"He's coming back."
"Who's coming back where?" Willow was trying to understand, Buffy seemed extremely upset.
"Spike. He told me so." The friends looked at each other and back to her.
"How? Buffy he's been gone for months." He really hated to go through this again.
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A couple of hours later, the four were on their way back west. Buffy had spent the first hour explaining her slayer dreams, minus the 'I love you's,' she wanted to have that with him before she shared it with the rest of them. Reasoning that if he was coming back, there had to be a mystical purpose and that they should do all they could to aide the powers that be.
Cell phone in hand, she dialed Faith. They were going to be late.
"It's okay B. we've got it under control here. Gonna give me the juicy details?"
"No juice. Just need to go back and pick up something I left behind."
"Okay B. if your not gonna spill I guess I should get to weapons class. Not as much fun to skip if you're the teacher, ya know."
"We'll try and get headed that way as soon as possible."
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Several hours later, in the wee hours of the morning the group drove out to what looked like a nuclear test site. The car pulled to a stop and they got out, stretching and yawning.
Buffy eased herself to the edge and peered down into the huge hole shining her flashlight.
Nothing. Her heart sank. She sat down on the ledge and dangled her feet out in front of her. The other three had stayed back, feeling completely helpless to ease their friend's grief.
"Bloody Hell!"
"Where did that come from?"
As she moved to try and see in the moonlight she saw a very pale hand come up from the rubble.
Climbing down to get closer she shined her flashlight towards where the hand had come up.
"Is somebody up there?"
"Spike?"
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Hearing Buffy calling for him brought tears to Willow's eyes. She really did miss him and she had taken it harder than any of them had known. x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x
"Slayer? Is that you?"
"How did you get down there? I thought you died!" Suddenly becoming a little irritated at the thought that she had mourned him and he had simply been here all along.
"I DID die! I just got, well, back is all. You wanna give me a hand up?"
She instantly climbed down to the opening. It was barely big enough to reach out of.
"How are we going to get you out?"
"We? Who else is here?"
"Just Xander, Willow, and Dawn. Want me to go get them?"
"No. no. The girls don't need to come, might ask the Whelp if he could lend a hand."
Yep. This was her Spike.
"Just Xander?"
"Well, I'm kind of without covering here."
Covering? What is he . . . Oh! he was naked down there. How did that happen?
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Back at the car.
"Xander! Hurry!"
"Buffy what's wrong? Are you ok?"
"He's there! But he's sort of stuck. We need to get him out."
"Spike's here? Where Buffy. How did he get here? "Dawn started towards the hole.
"No. you can't go over there yet. " Buffy tried to suppress a grin.
"Why not? He's over there. I need to see him." Dawn had missed him and she wanted to see him.
"He's not . . . ready for you to see him yet"
"You saw him. How bad can it be?"
"I only saw his hand. He doesn't want you or Willow to go over there yet."
"But he wants to see me?" Xander couldn't imagine Spike asking for him.
"He doesn't have anything on." There. That would explain it.
Dawn's eyes grew simultaneously with her grin.
"Really? He's naked?"
"Dawn. No. end of discussion."
She stomped her foot. Then sat against the hood of the car.
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Xander had gotten into his bags and retrieved some sweats and a t shirt. He dug in the trunk for something to dig with. He hadn't really planned on any kind of excavation.
Buffy led him to the hole and they began working on the opening. The tire iron in the trunk was the only 'tool' they had so it would have to do.
It wasn't too long before they had opened it enough for Spike to crawl through.
The same pale hand she had seen earlier reached up. She and Xander pulled him up. Completely naked and filthy. And warm! Xander had no need to see Spike naked so he backed away and went back to the car.
Buffy sat there. Hugging Spike to her. Afraid to move, afraid she would wake up again and he'd be gone. His hand reached up to her face wiping tears away. She really had missed him.
They sat there for a long while. Just holding each other until Spike shivered.
"Luv, I hate to interrupt but it's getting cold here and I'm feeling a little . . . exposed."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Here." handing him the clothes.
He dressed and stood up. Buffy stood in front of him looking at his face as it shown under the moonlight.
"How long was I gone?"
"94 days yesterday. 95 today, but that doesn't count now does it."
"How long was it for you?"
"Much longer luv. An eternity, without you."