"No, No. This isn't happening. He's not real." Buffy gasped falling to the floor
trembling. "He's a figment of my guilt."
"He's real." Spike confirmed trying to hold her. "Are you sure you haven't done anything
to piss off the fates? Because they seem to love screwing with you."
Angel still incoherent attacked Spike. Buffy still trembling and starting to cry bolted
towards the door.
"Get off Peaches," Spike flipped Angel off of him and reached the door before Buffy.
"No, I'm not letting you run this time. You have to deal with this, with him, or you're
never going to be able to live your life. It's time to stop running."
"I'm so scared." Buffy cried.
"Angel can't hurt you again unless you let him." Spike assured her, "and I'm right here to
help, but it's up to you."
"I'm not scared of him, or not just him. I'm scared of how I feel about you. Every time
someone gets close to me something bad happens and I don't want that to happen to you.
I'm cursed and if you stay with me you're going to be attacked and posed and it'll be all
my fault and then you'll leave."
"Your Mom and Giles and the rest of the Scoobies love you and I know they want you
back in their lives like I do. We care about you, no matter how hard you try to push us
away."
"Spike," Buffy hugged and kissed him.
"Ah Luv, We still need to deal with the naked man on the floor."
"Let's chain him up. I'll talk to Giles about it tomorrow."
"So what are we going to do tonight?" Spike asked smiling.
"Tonight, I help you find a new place so whenever I feel the need to run away I can run
there."
"And we can work through your problem together.
"But no sex."
"You see, already a problem we need to work through."