By the time they arrived at Wolfram and
Hart (back in California) it was very late. Buffy sighed and threw her bags on
the guest room couch then crossed her arms.
"Home sweet home..," Spike looked around for a moment, then at Buffy.
Buffy stared at the bed for a moment, it had dark blue sheets on it with a matching comforter and pillows.
"Sure seems very home-y. Cept for the whole evil vibe I get when I walk in," she said in a sarcastic tone.
"Well... Except for the whole evil thing, you have to admit, it's a pretty nice place..," Spike crossed his arms and looked toward the bed. That moment he wished he could take Buffy, bring her to the bed, get under the covers.. and wrap his arms around her.
What he didn't know was that Buffy was wishing that would happen to. It'd been a long time since she had felt loved by someone who she loved in return.
Spike then walked up to her and looked in her eyes, placing his arms around her waist.
"Buffy...," he closed his eyes for a moment, leaning in to kiss her, this time she let him. They kissed for a moment then she slowly slipped away from him.
"I better get to bed. It's a little late. Don't want to be cranky in the morning..," she half smiled, feeling so many emotions run through her right now, but the one that she felt the most at the moment was true happiness.
Spike smiled then left the room, closing the door behind him. Buffy looked around the room for a moment then changed into her nightgown and slipped into bed.
In her sleep she dreamed of the last moments she had with Spike in Sunnydale, when she told him that she loved him - and she knew she meant it with all her heart. She had felt his soul, and it burned her as their hands lit on fire when she linked her's with his. He had saved the world, for her.
The next morning there was a bit of awkwardness going through the both of them, neither of them not knowing what to do about last night, but refusing to bring it up.
"Looks like we have a demon on our hands this time. One we haven't quite dealt with before. I was– Are you alright?," Angel looked at Buffy.
"Hmm?," she turned to him, her arms crossed over her chest. She was looking over at Spike from across the room, trying to figure out what to do, she was so confused. "Yeah, big demony thing, green and icky," she pretended to pay attention.
Angel looked over toward the direction she was looking at, she turned away quickly.
"Spike..," Angel paused. "I knew you had his scent on you. I could smell it," Angel looked away.
"I hate how vampires can smell things like that. That's so disgusting, and really weird," she crossed her arms again.
"Do you love him?," Angel asked her.
She looked over at Spike again from across the room, this time he looked back at her, he smiled his usual smile at her and she returned the favor.
"Yes, I do," she replied.
Angel was highly disturbed by that, "Why?," he asked her.
"I don't know why. I used to convince myself he was just there, he was convenient. When I saw him last, I told him I loved him. And.. I meant it Angel. There was a time I loved you too, but I had to get over you, and I did. Getting over you was the hardest thing I had to do, and it took a long time for it to happen. Unfortunately, I had to drag Spike into it, and even though he was extremely jealous of the fact that I still loved you.. he stayed. With me," she tried to explain it to Angel, but even she couldn't decide on what to do next.
"So are you two... you know.. going out?," Angel finally blurted it out. He seemed a little antsy, wanting to go back to his girlfriend already and have a lot of comfort sex since his ego wasn't exactly too satisfied at the moment with the way his and Buffy's conversation was going.
"No, he isn't my boyfriend... But-," before she could finish she saw Spike walking toward them, she half-smiled and started changing the subject, "So we should go after that demon as soon as possible. Tonight would be great, Spike and I can patrol on the north side, Angel, you get the south!," she pretended to be completely serious and determined to get that demon.
She walked passed Spike to her room, gearing up for patrol. She slung her Nike pack over her back and headed for the door, but stopped in her tracks.
"Spike," she said in a low, undertone voice.
He seemed different, as if he had a lot on his mind. Buffy tried to ignore his expressions and listened to what it was he had to say.
"Buffy.....," he walked over to her, touching her arm, "We should be together, we need to stop fooling ourselves. We belong together love," he stroked her hair, "I love you, and from what you told me, you love me back."
She kissed him sweetly, then parted from him, heading out the door. "We'll continue this later, I promise," she smiled.
Spike followed behind her as they patrolled that night. Angel was very suspicious on why all of a sudden Buffy wanted to spend more time with Spike instead of him . But he knew why. He broke her heart, and he could never win it back.
"I have a girlfriend, I shouldn't be thinking about Buffy..," Angel said to Gunn.
Gunn just shrugged, "I don't know anything about the girl man, cept that you keep talkin about her, and if you get caught by your girlfriend, damn. She'll beat the hell outta you.." he laughed.
"Well.. your right, she'd be so pissed if she found out Buffy was staying here Especially since she's asked me many times before and even after we started seeing each other if I ever thought about Buffy, and I said no. I have to let her go," Angel sounded super broody as usual, Gunn couldn't say what he really thought though. "Get over it, she's out of your reach now.." there was a lot of things he wanted to say to him, but being that he's always brooding over something, it wouldn't be such a good idea to get him in a bad mood.
Meanwhile Spike and Buffy were checking the local areas where Angel told them to check out and look for answers.
Spike kept looking at Buffy, as if she's changed somehow, or made a drastic change.
"Did you do something with your hair?," he asked her.
Buffy smiled, "I highlighted it a little, you like it?"
"I like it a lot.. Always liked blondes better," Spike turned and smirked at her.
Buffy didn't know why she felt so good around him. Maybe she didn't have to deal with the guilt anymore from Xander or anyone who thought Spike was evil and the only thing he gets off on was killing and stalking her. She didn't mind much on the stalking, but she knew he wasn't a killer anymore. Except for demons and other vampires.
"So .. do you ever talk to the scoobies anymore? Or is everyone still all scattered around now?," he asked curiously.
"Kinda scattered. Faith and the slayers in training usually go where I go though. I'm surprised they haven't called and said, 'hey Buffy, we need more training since Faith is forcing us to have too much fun' and stuff like that..." he half smiled.
Spike laughed, "yeah, cause they absolutely hate all that fun."
She smiled, "It's really great to see you again Spike. You look..," she paused.
"Undeniably sexy?," he smirked, "Good enough to devour..," he put his arm around her waist, pulling her to him, "Slayer..."
His lips brushed against hers for a moment, she already felt as if she was going to get caught up in the moment. She remembered the last time they had sex. It was when she went down to the basement and found him beating up a punching bag with Angel's picture on it. They talked, then looked at each other for that moment, and that moment was all it took.....
"Spike.. We can't do this, not here anyways..," she looked away.
Spike was a little disappointed, he wanted her so badly it killed him inside, he wanted to kiss her, hold her, touch her... he didn't even have to sleep with her that night if she didn't want to, he just wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her.
"So, you wanna head back to Wolfram and Hart?," he asked her, seeming a little desperate.
Buffy smiled, "is that all you've been thinking about today?."
"Actually that wasn't all I was thinking about, I was thinking maybe Angel had killed the damn thing, but if that's what you want love...," he touched her shoulder.
"Well.. don't you think we should try maybe calling him?," she asked.
"Angel? A cell phone? I highly doubt that.."
Suddenly her cell phone rang in her pocket. She picked it up and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Buffy, it's Angel."
She turned to Spike, "See, he does have a cell phone..."
Spike rolled his eyes, "Bloody nitwit.. what vampire uses a cell phone?"
As they continued their conversation Spike couldn't help but look Buffy over, she still seemed the same physically, maybe he just wasn't used to her being all sweet on him. But he enjoyed it, he just hoped she wouldn't use him as her whipping boy anymore.
"Alright, see you then, bye," she hung up, then put the cell phone back in her pocket.
"We headin back?," he asked.
"Yup, he caught the demon, all he needs is some tests done on it."
"Tests. Psh. I remember when we used to just kill the bloody things and call it a night," he smiled sheepishly.
They walked back to Wolfram and Hart, and surprisingly they were holding each other's hand on the way.
"So, what do you think of us being a couple pet?," he asked her.
"Well...in a way, we already are," her eyes said it all.
"Is something wrong? You've been acting diff'rently sweet'art."
"I don't think I'll ever get used to you calling me that. But I can deal..."
She paused for a moment, "It's not that something is wrong, it's just.. I've been feeling very alone lately. The only friends I have left are Angel, Willow, not too sure about Faith.. but well, the slayers in training aren't exactly treating me like anyone but their instructor. Which kinda hurts in a way, but I guess I understand, I was like that with Giles for a while. Now he's like my Dad I guess. (She paused for a second) I hope I don't turn into the Mom figure," she made a grossed out face, "I don't want them to see me as a Mom.. that'd be scary."
Spike tried not to laugh, "Well, at one time you did have the "Mom hair cut" as you called it. It was very..unique."
Finally they reached Wolfram and Hart, it looked a lot more evil and dark then during earlier hours.
"Home sweet home," Spike said.
Author Note: Sorry about the sappyness. I'm kinda forcing some Spuffy romance here cause I'm such a huge fan of it, those who like Angel/Buffy think of it like this - Angel HAS a girlfriend. He can 'do stuff' with her all he wants and not lose his soul. I think that's a better match in my opinion. But I might add a twist to the story later on, I'm not quite sure.. but I've thought about it. Those who have season 6 know why I want Buffy with Spike. They have a certain special feature on the DVD set that Joss Wheldon says that Buffy does truly love Spike. It wasn't just part of the process of thinking she loves him, and getting with another vampire. Those who don't have season 6, seriously borrow it from a friend, it's worth it.
"Home sweet home..," Spike looked around for a moment, then at Buffy.
Buffy stared at the bed for a moment, it had dark blue sheets on it with a matching comforter and pillows.
"Sure seems very home-y. Cept for the whole evil vibe I get when I walk in," she said in a sarcastic tone.
"Well... Except for the whole evil thing, you have to admit, it's a pretty nice place..," Spike crossed his arms and looked toward the bed. That moment he wished he could take Buffy, bring her to the bed, get under the covers.. and wrap his arms around her.
What he didn't know was that Buffy was wishing that would happen to. It'd been a long time since she had felt loved by someone who she loved in return.
Spike then walked up to her and looked in her eyes, placing his arms around her waist.
"Buffy...," he closed his eyes for a moment, leaning in to kiss her, this time she let him. They kissed for a moment then she slowly slipped away from him.
"I better get to bed. It's a little late. Don't want to be cranky in the morning..," she half smiled, feeling so many emotions run through her right now, but the one that she felt the most at the moment was true happiness.
Spike smiled then left the room, closing the door behind him. Buffy looked around the room for a moment then changed into her nightgown and slipped into bed.
In her sleep she dreamed of the last moments she had with Spike in Sunnydale, when she told him that she loved him - and she knew she meant it with all her heart. She had felt his soul, and it burned her as their hands lit on fire when she linked her's with his. He had saved the world, for her.
The next morning there was a bit of awkwardness going through the both of them, neither of them not knowing what to do about last night, but refusing to bring it up.
"Looks like we have a demon on our hands this time. One we haven't quite dealt with before. I was– Are you alright?," Angel looked at Buffy.
"Hmm?," she turned to him, her arms crossed over her chest. She was looking over at Spike from across the room, trying to figure out what to do, she was so confused. "Yeah, big demony thing, green and icky," she pretended to pay attention.
Angel looked over toward the direction she was looking at, she turned away quickly.
"Spike..," Angel paused. "I knew you had his scent on you. I could smell it," Angel looked away.
"I hate how vampires can smell things like that. That's so disgusting, and really weird," she crossed her arms again.
"Do you love him?," Angel asked her.
She looked over at Spike again from across the room, this time he looked back at her, he smiled his usual smile at her and she returned the favor.
"Yes, I do," she replied.
Angel was highly disturbed by that, "Why?," he asked her.
"I don't know why. I used to convince myself he was just there, he was convenient. When I saw him last, I told him I loved him. And.. I meant it Angel. There was a time I loved you too, but I had to get over you, and I did. Getting over you was the hardest thing I had to do, and it took a long time for it to happen. Unfortunately, I had to drag Spike into it, and even though he was extremely jealous of the fact that I still loved you.. he stayed. With me," she tried to explain it to Angel, but even she couldn't decide on what to do next.
"So are you two... you know.. going out?," Angel finally blurted it out. He seemed a little antsy, wanting to go back to his girlfriend already and have a lot of comfort sex since his ego wasn't exactly too satisfied at the moment with the way his and Buffy's conversation was going.
"No, he isn't my boyfriend... But-," before she could finish she saw Spike walking toward them, she half-smiled and started changing the subject, "So we should go after that demon as soon as possible. Tonight would be great, Spike and I can patrol on the north side, Angel, you get the south!," she pretended to be completely serious and determined to get that demon.
She walked passed Spike to her room, gearing up for patrol. She slung her Nike pack over her back and headed for the door, but stopped in her tracks.
"Spike," she said in a low, undertone voice.
He seemed different, as if he had a lot on his mind. Buffy tried to ignore his expressions and listened to what it was he had to say.
"Buffy.....," he walked over to her, touching her arm, "We should be together, we need to stop fooling ourselves. We belong together love," he stroked her hair, "I love you, and from what you told me, you love me back."
She kissed him sweetly, then parted from him, heading out the door. "We'll continue this later, I promise," she smiled.
Spike followed behind her as they patrolled that night. Angel was very suspicious on why all of a sudden Buffy wanted to spend more time with Spike instead of him . But he knew why. He broke her heart, and he could never win it back.
"I have a girlfriend, I shouldn't be thinking about Buffy..," Angel said to Gunn.
Gunn just shrugged, "I don't know anything about the girl man, cept that you keep talkin about her, and if you get caught by your girlfriend, damn. She'll beat the hell outta you.." he laughed.
"Well.. your right, she'd be so pissed if she found out Buffy was staying here Especially since she's asked me many times before and even after we started seeing each other if I ever thought about Buffy, and I said no. I have to let her go," Angel sounded super broody as usual, Gunn couldn't say what he really thought though. "Get over it, she's out of your reach now.." there was a lot of things he wanted to say to him, but being that he's always brooding over something, it wouldn't be such a good idea to get him in a bad mood.
Meanwhile Spike and Buffy were checking the local areas where Angel told them to check out and look for answers.
Spike kept looking at Buffy, as if she's changed somehow, or made a drastic change.
"Did you do something with your hair?," he asked her.
Buffy smiled, "I highlighted it a little, you like it?"
"I like it a lot.. Always liked blondes better," Spike turned and smirked at her.
Buffy didn't know why she felt so good around him. Maybe she didn't have to deal with the guilt anymore from Xander or anyone who thought Spike was evil and the only thing he gets off on was killing and stalking her. She didn't mind much on the stalking, but she knew he wasn't a killer anymore. Except for demons and other vampires.
"So .. do you ever talk to the scoobies anymore? Or is everyone still all scattered around now?," he asked curiously.
"Kinda scattered. Faith and the slayers in training usually go where I go though. I'm surprised they haven't called and said, 'hey Buffy, we need more training since Faith is forcing us to have too much fun' and stuff like that..." he half smiled.
Spike laughed, "yeah, cause they absolutely hate all that fun."
She smiled, "It's really great to see you again Spike. You look..," she paused.
"Undeniably sexy?," he smirked, "Good enough to devour..," he put his arm around her waist, pulling her to him, "Slayer..."
His lips brushed against hers for a moment, she already felt as if she was going to get caught up in the moment. She remembered the last time they had sex. It was when she went down to the basement and found him beating up a punching bag with Angel's picture on it. They talked, then looked at each other for that moment, and that moment was all it took.....
"Spike.. We can't do this, not here anyways..," she looked away.
Spike was a little disappointed, he wanted her so badly it killed him inside, he wanted to kiss her, hold her, touch her... he didn't even have to sleep with her that night if she didn't want to, he just wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her.
"So, you wanna head back to Wolfram and Hart?," he asked her, seeming a little desperate.
Buffy smiled, "is that all you've been thinking about today?."
"Actually that wasn't all I was thinking about, I was thinking maybe Angel had killed the damn thing, but if that's what you want love...," he touched her shoulder.
"Well.. don't you think we should try maybe calling him?," she asked.
"Angel? A cell phone? I highly doubt that.."
Suddenly her cell phone rang in her pocket. She picked it up and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Buffy, it's Angel."
She turned to Spike, "See, he does have a cell phone..."
Spike rolled his eyes, "Bloody nitwit.. what vampire uses a cell phone?"
As they continued their conversation Spike couldn't help but look Buffy over, she still seemed the same physically, maybe he just wasn't used to her being all sweet on him. But he enjoyed it, he just hoped she wouldn't use him as her whipping boy anymore.
"Alright, see you then, bye," she hung up, then put the cell phone back in her pocket.
"We headin back?," he asked.
"Yup, he caught the demon, all he needs is some tests done on it."
"Tests. Psh. I remember when we used to just kill the bloody things and call it a night," he smiled sheepishly.
They walked back to Wolfram and Hart, and surprisingly they were holding each other's hand on the way.
"So, what do you think of us being a couple pet?," he asked her.
"Well...in a way, we already are," her eyes said it all.
"Is something wrong? You've been acting diff'rently sweet'art."
"I don't think I'll ever get used to you calling me that. But I can deal..."
She paused for a moment, "It's not that something is wrong, it's just.. I've been feeling very alone lately. The only friends I have left are Angel, Willow, not too sure about Faith.. but well, the slayers in training aren't exactly treating me like anyone but their instructor. Which kinda hurts in a way, but I guess I understand, I was like that with Giles for a while. Now he's like my Dad I guess. (She paused for a second) I hope I don't turn into the Mom figure," she made a grossed out face, "I don't want them to see me as a Mom.. that'd be scary."
Spike tried not to laugh, "Well, at one time you did have the "Mom hair cut" as you called it. It was very..unique."
Finally they reached Wolfram and Hart, it looked a lot more evil and dark then during earlier hours.
"Home sweet home," Spike said.
Author Note: Sorry about the sappyness. I'm kinda forcing some Spuffy romance here cause I'm such a huge fan of it, those who like Angel/Buffy think of it like this - Angel HAS a girlfriend. He can 'do stuff' with her all he wants and not lose his soul. I think that's a better match in my opinion. But I might add a twist to the story later on, I'm not quite sure.. but I've thought about it. Those who have season 6 know why I want Buffy with Spike. They have a certain special feature on the DVD set that Joss Wheldon says that Buffy does truly love Spike. It wasn't just part of the process of thinking she loves him, and getting with another vampire. Those who don't have season 6, seriously borrow it from a friend, it's worth it.