Spike walked into the training room, Illyria was already there. "Ok, let's start," Spike said, training with Illyria was not one of his favorite things. Her long blue-black hair reminded him of Dru, and there insanity made them alike. Illyria started throwing punches, her god strength and speed in full force. Spike blocked all of them, knowing if she hit him he'd be flying into the wall.
Spike stopped as he saw Angel out of the corner of his eye. "Spike, I accidentally let Buffy know you're alive."
"What!" Spike yelled. He ran out the door toward his crypt, that's where Buffy would go.
Buffy hurried into the crypt, William lagging behind, panting vigorously. Her eyes took a minute to adjust to the darkness of the crypt. She could just make out the form of a person in the bed. Buffy's heart leapt in hope.
"Is that my Spikey?" a feminine voice asked, sitting up. Even in the dark, Buffy could tell who it was. Stumbling backward, she ran into something. Giving a small cry, she spun around to see spike looking horrified.
"Uh, I can explain…" he started but she rushed past him. Her puppy sat just outside, small pink tongue hanging out of his mouth. He whimpered when he saw her, but Buffy didn't seem to notice. She bit her lip to keep from crying. Spike rushed out and stopped when he saw her, back to him, head bowed.
"Buffy…"
She spun, blue eyes flashing dangerously. "I thought you loved me!" she yelled, tears streaming down her face now. Spike wanted so much to hold her till she stopped crying. God, how he missed her!
"I do," he said pleadingly, trying to explain but she didn't give him a chance to. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Dru come up, leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, a smirk on her face. He felt like killing her.
"Oh, really?! Then what's she doing here?!" Buffy pointed accusingly at Dru, who smiled wider.
"I don't know," Spike said dumbly.
Buffy's eyes went icy, and she slapped him across the face. It stung hot, as much from the slapping as the fact she hit him. Whirling away, she called over her shoulder, "Here, William."
Spike looked startled at the chubby yellow lab puppy that heaved itself up and trotted after her. Watching her go, William at her heals, he stood stunned. She had named the puppy after him. Suddenly, he felt worse than ever.
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