As promised, here's the next chapter. Let me know what you think of it.
Disclaimer is in chapter 2. Just kidding! It's still in chapter 1. I
made you nervous there for a second didn't I? =)
By this time, Buffy had figured out that the place she was trapped in was somehow related to Spike. After her vision of Spike and her past self under the influence of Willow's love spell, she had found herself back in the eerie hall of darkness. "If only I could reach Willow," she thought out loud. "She could get me out of here."
"Buffy!"
Buffy spun around, startled by the familiar voice. "Spike? It couldn't be." She strained her eyes to see through the thick blanket of darkness. 'No,' she told herself. 'It's probably just another vision.'
"Buffy!" Spike shouted again. He was running so fast that he nearly knocked her over as he reached her side
"Spike! Buffy exclaimed, a wave a relief rushing over her. "It's really you!"
Buffy was overjoyed at the sight of the vampire and instinctively threw her arms around his neck, almost knocking him over.
Spike was just as happy if not more so to see that his slayer was safe and sound. "I'm happy to see you too luv," he whispered. "You gave me and the niblet quite a scare."
Buffy backed away slightly so she could look into his eyes. "I... I don't even know what happened," she admitted. "Where are we?"
Spike grinned. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you pet."
"Try me," Buffy replied. "I think I'd believe just about anything after what I've seen."
"Would you believe that we're standing inside my mind?" asked the vampire.
Buffy's response was a blank stare.
Spike sighed. "It makes more sense when Red explains it. Just trust me on this one."
It took Buffy a moment to absorb the information Spike had just given her. "It actually makes sense. That explains why I've been seeing visions of the two of us. They must be your memories."
"Visions you say? What kind of visions?" Spike felt somewhat uneasy.
"What I saw isn't that important," replied Buffy. "What is important is what I realized after seeing them."
Buffy reached down and grasped Spike's hands in hers. He waited anxiously for Buffy to speak. What if she had seen something horrible and now hated him? Or what if she never wanted to see him again?
"I love you Spike."
At first Spike didn't think he heard her right. 'Maybe this is my mind playing tricks on me,' he thought. He crinkled his brow in confusion. "What did you say luv?"
Buffy could barely contain her happiness. "I said I love you silly."
That time he was sure he heard her right. He felt tears forming in his eyes but he fought them back. Those were the words he had dreamed of hearing since he first laid eyes on her, even when he didn't yet have a soul. It was almost too much to take in. He had never before felt so happy, so alive...
"I love you too Buffy," he finally replied, his eyes overflowing with love and emotion. "I love you more than words can say."
With that, he pulled her close and kissed her, kissed her like he never had before. For the first time in his existence he loved someone with all his heart, and she now loved him in return.
Lost in one another's embrace, neither noticed when the darkness began to clear and in its place appeared the soft yellow light of the sun. Grass and flowers sprung up around their feet, and the sky parted, revealing a blue as beautiful and pure as the ocean. When Buffy realized the change that had taken place she pulled back from Spike in alarm.
"The sun!" she cried. "Spike you're going to burn up!"
The vampire looked up at the sky and blinked his eyes. "It doesn't hurt," he said in amazement. "I can feel the sunlight but it just feels... like sunlight."
Buffy was as shocked as Spike.
Spike knew that the sunlight couldn't hurt him but for some reason he still didn't feel quite right. He felt... different somehow.
A faint noise sounded in his ears and steadily grew louder but he didn't know where it was coming from. He began to ask, "Buffy, do you hear..." when it suddenly hit him.
"It can't be."
Buffy looked at him with concern. "What is it? What's wrong?"
Without a word, he gently took her hand and rested it over his beating heart.
"Spike," she whispered, her voice trembling. "You're alive!"
By this time, Buffy had figured out that the place she was trapped in was somehow related to Spike. After her vision of Spike and her past self under the influence of Willow's love spell, she had found herself back in the eerie hall of darkness. "If only I could reach Willow," she thought out loud. "She could get me out of here."
"Buffy!"
Buffy spun around, startled by the familiar voice. "Spike? It couldn't be." She strained her eyes to see through the thick blanket of darkness. 'No,' she told herself. 'It's probably just another vision.'
"Buffy!" Spike shouted again. He was running so fast that he nearly knocked her over as he reached her side
"Spike! Buffy exclaimed, a wave a relief rushing over her. "It's really you!"
Buffy was overjoyed at the sight of the vampire and instinctively threw her arms around his neck, almost knocking him over.
Spike was just as happy if not more so to see that his slayer was safe and sound. "I'm happy to see you too luv," he whispered. "You gave me and the niblet quite a scare."
Buffy backed away slightly so she could look into his eyes. "I... I don't even know what happened," she admitted. "Where are we?"
Spike grinned. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you pet."
"Try me," Buffy replied. "I think I'd believe just about anything after what I've seen."
"Would you believe that we're standing inside my mind?" asked the vampire.
Buffy's response was a blank stare.
Spike sighed. "It makes more sense when Red explains it. Just trust me on this one."
It took Buffy a moment to absorb the information Spike had just given her. "It actually makes sense. That explains why I've been seeing visions of the two of us. They must be your memories."
"Visions you say? What kind of visions?" Spike felt somewhat uneasy.
"What I saw isn't that important," replied Buffy. "What is important is what I realized after seeing them."
Buffy reached down and grasped Spike's hands in hers. He waited anxiously for Buffy to speak. What if she had seen something horrible and now hated him? Or what if she never wanted to see him again?
"I love you Spike."
At first Spike didn't think he heard her right. 'Maybe this is my mind playing tricks on me,' he thought. He crinkled his brow in confusion. "What did you say luv?"
Buffy could barely contain her happiness. "I said I love you silly."
That time he was sure he heard her right. He felt tears forming in his eyes but he fought them back. Those were the words he had dreamed of hearing since he first laid eyes on her, even when he didn't yet have a soul. It was almost too much to take in. He had never before felt so happy, so alive...
"I love you too Buffy," he finally replied, his eyes overflowing with love and emotion. "I love you more than words can say."
With that, he pulled her close and kissed her, kissed her like he never had before. For the first time in his existence he loved someone with all his heart, and she now loved him in return.
Lost in one another's embrace, neither noticed when the darkness began to clear and in its place appeared the soft yellow light of the sun. Grass and flowers sprung up around their feet, and the sky parted, revealing a blue as beautiful and pure as the ocean. When Buffy realized the change that had taken place she pulled back from Spike in alarm.
"The sun!" she cried. "Spike you're going to burn up!"
The vampire looked up at the sky and blinked his eyes. "It doesn't hurt," he said in amazement. "I can feel the sunlight but it just feels... like sunlight."
Buffy was as shocked as Spike.
Spike knew that the sunlight couldn't hurt him but for some reason he still didn't feel quite right. He felt... different somehow.
A faint noise sounded in his ears and steadily grew louder but he didn't know where it was coming from. He began to ask, "Buffy, do you hear..." when it suddenly hit him.
"It can't be."
Buffy looked at him with concern. "What is it? What's wrong?"
Without a word, he gently took her hand and rested it over his beating heart.
"Spike," she whispered, her voice trembling. "You're alive!"