(A/N:Whew! I finally get to wrap up this little story. I can't believe I spent more than a year to write 8 chapters only! Thank you to everyone who has been patient enough to follow this story when the updates went very slow. And thank you to my betas, Andrea and Brianna who helped me save this story from a very major suckage. LOL)

Epilogue:

A few months later...

"Are we there yet? Where are you taking me? You know, I'm beginning to think we've already gotten lost in the middle of nowhere."

"Oh, stop your whinging, luv. We'll be there within minutes. You'll see."

Buffy snorted. "Yes, I will see once I take off this damn blindfold, alright!"

"God, when did you start mastering in whinging like your sister?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe during the hour we've been driving!" Spike laughed heartily. Her sarcastic remarks reminded him of why he loved this woman so much.

He patted her hand as he said, "Patience is a virtue, pet." Buffy snorted again, then turned her palm over and linked her fingers with his.

"We're here, sweetheart." Spike announced as he turned off the engine.

"Finally! Can I take off the blindfold, please?"

He stopped her hands from touching the black fabric. "No, not yet. Just wait a sec!" Certain that she would stay put, Spike got out of the car and hurriedly opened the door for her. He wrapped an arm around her as he spoke again, "You can take that off now."

Buffy smiled. Her hands were itching to get the blindfold off of her face. She blinked once, twice to clear her vision. Her eyes widened when she finally acknowledged what she was seeing. "Oh my God!" She almost yelled, and her hand grabbed his free arm tightly. "That's—that's my house! My mother's house! Wait, is this Sunnydale?" She looked around at her surroundings, then looked back to the house a few feet in front of her.

Spike laughed, amused at her comment. "No, sweetheart. We're still in LA. Well, a bit far from the city though. Sunnydale was doomed, shredded into lil' pieces, remember?"

"Yes, but—this is unbelievable!" She was still in awe, her feet unconsciously dragging her closer to the house that looked very similar to her old one.

A large, tall tree was standing sturdily on the left hand side of the front yard. She smiled widely as she thought of the days Spike spent smoking and lurking behind the tree next to her old house. Buffy breathed deeply. The smell of fresh cut grass and paint hit her nose. Her hand reached out for the wooden door, and then Buffy looked back to Spike who was only a foot away from her.

He smiled and took a set of keys out of his jeans pocket. He unlocked the door and made a grand salutation. "After you, my lady." Buffy laughed and accepted his hand, entering the house in anticipation.

She came to a halt in the foyer and gasped. The exterior of the house was indeed very similar to her former Sunnydale home, but she never expected that the interior would look exactly like it as well. The staircase, the dining room, the living room, and even the wallpaper closely resembled her old ones, except that these were brand new. She couldn't wait to see what the rest of the house looked like.

"Spike, this is unbelievable!" She exclaimed as she looked around the house.

Spike chuckled. "Yes, luv. You said that already."

"I know, but—God, I still can't believe it. This is amazing! How did you—?" Spike reached for her and turned her until she was facing the front yard.

He pointed to the large tree they saw earlier. "When I saw that tree, I just had to build you this house." Buffy turned around to face him, her eyes were glazy. "Buffy, this house represents how much I've remembered the past. How much I've cherished my memories of everything that happened in Sunnydale…even the worst ones. I love you, Buffy and I just want to show you how much you mean to me."

Buffy couldn't hold back her tears. She grabbed Spike's face and kissed him passionately. "God, I love you!" She sighed happily after they parted. "Thank you." She wrapped her arms around him as he held her close.

"Did you know I used to fantasize about living together with you and Dawn when I was a vampire?"

She looked up to him. "Really?"

"Yeah. I still do though. What do you say we ask Dawn to move in with us?"

"Or not…" Spike frowned while Buffy smiled coyly. "Well, she is going to college soon, so she has to live in a dorm whether she likes it or not. Isn't it wonderful? House. Us…Only."

A grin spread across his features. "I think I like that even better, luv." Buffy laughed before accepting his kiss.

The End