The Challenge chapter 2
AN: sorry it took so long. School, sick, life. I have had a rough month. So here it is. Picks up right after the last 1 on the bus.
Buffy walked down the bus aisle. She passed Andrew and Anya, reminiscing their bravery. Vi patching up Dawnie and ex-SIT's. Faith tending to Robin. Willow and Xander sitting next to Tara's coma-induced-body, resting. Finally she came to Spike, sitting next to a covered window.
"Going to visit Captain Forehead then?" Spike remarked.
"How'd you know?" Buffy wondered.
"It's a small bus, love."
Buffy sighed, she didn't want to explain to him why she needed to see Angel, partially because she didn't know herself, "I just...I have to talk to him."
Buffy sat down next to Spike.
Spike made an annoyed face and huffed, "Of course you do."
"Will you stop?"
Spike rolled his eyes.
Buffy sighed. She took off her coat, folded it up and put it between her shoulders to keep off her stab wound. She tried to explain again, "When I was...hurt and on the ground, all I could do was think of him, and then I knew that if I made it through this alive, I would go to him." She looked at Spike who was looking at her, paying attention to her story, "William...You will always be in my heart. You proved to me that you are not a monster, but you are a good man."
Spike smiled at Buffy and nodded in thanks. Buffy wasn't finished yet, "No matter how much you prove your self, I think I still love Angel and always will. And I need him to know that."
Spike nodded and sighed an unnecessary sigh. He leaned his head back to show that he had accepted Buffy's explanation and he needed no more.
Buffy stood up and grabbed her coat. She went to the seat where Willow and Xander were now sitting in silence at. They scooted over so that Buffy could sit with them.
Willow leaned her head on Buffy's shoulder and fell asleep.
Buffy was restless and it was hard for her to fall asleep. Not because she couldn't use about a month of sleep, but that she had so much on her mind.
'I just need to talk to him.' She thought and with that she closed her eyes.
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Sorry it is so short. I am sick so it's lucky I could do this much. Thanx to the reviewers. It is much appreciated.
AN: sorry it took so long. School, sick, life. I have had a rough month. So here it is. Picks up right after the last 1 on the bus.
Buffy walked down the bus aisle. She passed Andrew and Anya, reminiscing their bravery. Vi patching up Dawnie and ex-SIT's. Faith tending to Robin. Willow and Xander sitting next to Tara's coma-induced-body, resting. Finally she came to Spike, sitting next to a covered window.
"Going to visit Captain Forehead then?" Spike remarked.
"How'd you know?" Buffy wondered.
"It's a small bus, love."
Buffy sighed, she didn't want to explain to him why she needed to see Angel, partially because she didn't know herself, "I just...I have to talk to him."
Buffy sat down next to Spike.
Spike made an annoyed face and huffed, "Of course you do."
"Will you stop?"
Spike rolled his eyes.
Buffy sighed. She took off her coat, folded it up and put it between her shoulders to keep off her stab wound. She tried to explain again, "When I was...hurt and on the ground, all I could do was think of him, and then I knew that if I made it through this alive, I would go to him." She looked at Spike who was looking at her, paying attention to her story, "William...You will always be in my heart. You proved to me that you are not a monster, but you are a good man."
Spike smiled at Buffy and nodded in thanks. Buffy wasn't finished yet, "No matter how much you prove your self, I think I still love Angel and always will. And I need him to know that."
Spike nodded and sighed an unnecessary sigh. He leaned his head back to show that he had accepted Buffy's explanation and he needed no more.
Buffy stood up and grabbed her coat. She went to the seat where Willow and Xander were now sitting in silence at. They scooted over so that Buffy could sit with them.
Willow leaned her head on Buffy's shoulder and fell asleep.
Buffy was restless and it was hard for her to fall asleep. Not because she couldn't use about a month of sleep, but that she had so much on her mind.
'I just need to talk to him.' She thought and with that she closed her eyes.
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Sorry it is so short. I am sick so it's lucky I could do this much. Thanx to the reviewers. It is much appreciated.