A/N: Sorry this chapter took a while burt here ya go. Please review
Disclaimer, i own none of the characters. They belong to Joss and ME
I'm not disclaiming the songs because they belong to me. I wrote them.
Chapter 11: Surprises With Love On Top
Two hours later Buffy was being herded into Spike's apartment and
being ordered to set all her new things out in his room. Buffy did
all this without really thinking about it. She just went into the
room and laid everything out on the bed. After she was done she went
to sit with the others in the living room. As she sat down something
occurred to her.
"Um, why am I here and not at our own place?" she asked, a puzzled
look on her face.
Dawn looked at her like she was crazy, while Spike wore his trademark smirk.
"Buffy," her sister started, speaking slowly as if it was the only
way the older girl would understand "how often do you get out of the
hospital for a weekend?"
"Only when mom's home for a visit sometimes." she answered still
confused.
"And how often have you been alone with your new boyfriend. Somewhere other than your hospital room?" she told her. Dawn was astonished, she knew that Buffy wasn't the brightest spark, but still what she was saying should have been obvious.
"Buffy, I'm staying at home. You are staying here with your
boyfriend. To be alone." she yelled, finally getting too frustrated
to explain it to her any other way. Buffy started to object straight
away.
"Like hell I am." Spike's face fell, and Dawn looked angry upon
seeing his hurt expression and turned her sister to look at it. Buffy
suddenly realised what she said and rushed to his side.
"Spike, I'm so sorry, that's not what I meant."
"Doesn't matter." he tried to shrug it off.
"Yes it does," she insisted "I didn't mean it the way it sounded. I
just meant that I don't want her staying there alone. And I don't see
her very often."
He sighed and shook his head. "It's ok, Buffy."
"No, it isn't you're hurt. And it's my fault and now I'm going to
lose you."
Spike grabbed her arms and held her still "No you're not." he denied
vehemently "It's going to take a lot more than that to push me away.
I understand where you're coming from, I just would have liked to
have you here. You have no idea how much I wish I could wake up next to you every morning. I'm so lonely when I'm not with you."
She leaned in and kissed him softly, cupping his cheek. "I do know
because I feel the same it's just."
"Look Buffy. We have the whole day tomorrow to spend time together. I want you two to have time together too, that was the whole point of setting this up. You two need this," Dawn spoke directly to both of them "who knows how long it will be until you get another chance."
Buffy and Spike shared a look, then glanced at Dawn and back at each
other. Without saying a word, Spike wrapped her in a hug, and then
pulled back to kiss her. As far as Dawn was concerned things had
worked out so she sat down and let them be for a few minutes, before
yelling.
"Ok, ok, that's sweet and all but we have to get ready."
Buffy snapped her head round to look art her sister and Spike
growled. He wanted to keep kissing, but Buffy moved away from him, he grabbed her hand and tried to pull her back, resulting in a giggle from her, but she pulled free of his grasp and went to stand in front of her sister.
"Well then what are we waiting for?" she questioned, she turned and
ran from the room, towards the bathroom and the shower. Dawn rolled her eyes at Spike before getting up.
"Good thing I showered before we left, she's going to use all the hot
water" she told him as she went towards the spare room where all of
her things that she had brought with her to get changed, were waiting.
Another two hours later Spike was ready and waiting for his
girlfriend and her sister to finish getting dressed. He sat on the
couch taking a cigarette from a packet in his pocket, he had just lit
it when he heard a cough behind him.
"Since when do you smoke?" Buffy scowled.
"I just smoke sometimes, still trying to quit."
She walked over to him and took it from him, stubbing it out in the
ash tray in front on the coffee table "Congratulations you just
quit." she gave him a sickeningly sweet smile and resumed
talking "Don't argue. I hate smoking, it'll kill you."
Spike huffed and stood up, he was about to complain when he noticed
her in the dress he had bought her. And she looked stunning. The
dress fit her form perfectly. She had put on some much needed weight, although not much and not enough to be allowed home, but enough that she looked much healthier. The jewellery set it off brilliantly. She had curled her hair and pinned it up in a way that the curls fell to hit the back of her neck. Her make-up was kept natural, red lipstick and a gloss, finishing the look. Spike grinned.
"You, my love, look bloody amazing."
Buffy blushed, lowering her head. She still wasn't used to hearing
that. She was still used to be called ugly, but she liked the feeling
that Spike's words gave him. She was about to thank him when she heard heels on the wooden floor, she looked up and her eyes almost popped out when she saw Dawn.
"What are you wearing?" she exclaimed.
"What does it look like?" the teen shot back.
She was wearing a pair o low riding, tight leather pants and a red
boob- tube that stopped above her navel, showing the little diamante
stud she had in. Her hair was curled, and flowing down her back. Her
make up was very similar to Buffy, and she was wearing, very high-
heeled pointy black boots. Spike smirked at his girlfriend's
reaction, and had to bite his cheek to prevent laughing at her
expression.
"Dawn, you are hardly wearing anything."
"Buffy, you used to wear things like this." Dawn reminded her.
Buffy stooped in her tracks, she knew this was the truth and
therefore, she really had no right lecturing Dawn about it.
"Ok, you're right i'm sorry."
"It's ok."
Spike clapped his hands together.
"Let's go."
He took Buffy's hand as all three left the apartment.
When they arrived at the club they were going to, Spike took Buffy by
the hand and led her towards a table in the corner. Buffy was busy
looking around taking in the surroundings. She hadn't been to this
club since just after she left high school. It had been a regular
hangout back then. She was so far down memory lane that she didn't
notice the afraid looking redhead standing by the table. She was
shocked when she turned around and saw her.
"Oh my god." she breathed.
"Hi Buff." said Willow in a small voice.
"Oh my god." Buffy repeated.
"Buffy I am so sorry." the other girl said, a tear sliding sown her
face "I should have seen and I didn't I was too caught up in my own
life. I am such a bad friend."
This brought Buffy back to reality and she stepped up to Willow,
resolve written on her face.
"No, it was not your fault Willow. He is the only person to blame.
You have a life of your own, and I got good at hiding. But I just
hate the fact that I lost you because of it." she stated, crying now
too.
"You didn't lose me," Willow denied vehemently "I just thought you
hated me. But, Buff, you're my best friend."
"And you're mine"
"Forever." Willow said, pulling her into a hug.
"Forever." Buffy agreed..
The two stood together, crying out all their tears. When the pulled
apart the shared a watery smile. Buffy finally noticed that Oz was
there too, and smiled at him.
"Hi Oz." she said felling awkward. It didn't stay that way though. Oz
simply squeezed her shoulder, smiled at her and said.
"Welcome back, Buffy."
After that the group took their seats and fell into conversation. It
felt like nothing had changed. Their friendship was still as strong,
now that they both knew how the other felt.
"So what's going on here tonight?" Buffy asked.
Oz and Dawn shared a knowing look. They still had one more thing up their sleeve that nobody knew about.
"Open Mic night." Oz told her.
Buffy grimaced at the thought.
An hour later the five friends were laughing and joking about everything. Dawn leaned over and whispered in Oz's ear. He nodded and stood up and the two disappeared. Buffy thought that maybe Dawn was going to sing and she wanted Oz to play the music. So she thought nothing of it and sat back in her seat. Willow and Spike were caught up in a discussion about poetry, but she didn't feel left out she liked seeing two of the most important people to her getting along.
A few minutes later, she was back in the conversation and they were
talking about television. She and Spike were disagreeing about how
good certain soap opera's were. Spike was a soap Junkie, Buffy
couldn't stand them and it made for a very animated discussion. All
of a sudden, a very familiar voice broke through
"Hey everyone I'm Dawn Summers. I was going to sing tonight, but then I remembered that I play the instruments and I can sing a bit but
it's my sister who writes the songs."
Buffy watched the stage, praying Dawn wasn't doing what she thought
she was.
Dawn had known what she was doing all along, she had spoken with Oz and given him the music to all of Buffy's songs so that they were
prepared for everything.
"So, I think" she continued "that she should sing, because
truthfully, she's better than me. So everyone, I want you all to give
it up for my sister Buffy."
Buffy's eyes bugged out of her head. She looked around and saw the
shock on her friends faces. No one knew that she wrote songs except
Dawn. That was the other way she got her feelings out, but she was
very self- conscious about it. But they were gonna know now, so she
got up and walked to the stage. She did love to sing and had done so
on stage a few times in high school, the writing was new. Spike looked on in astonishment, Willow knew she could sing, only the writing surprised her.
Buffy stood on the stage and went to talk to Dawn, telling her what
she was going to sing before taking her place in front if the microphone. She didn't say anything.
The music started and Buffy began to sing.
"I can't deny the pain,
inside of me
the need to live
and to be free
sometimes i want to fly away,
but my heart wishes
you'd beg me to stay
I wanna be loved,
feel like i'm floating high above,
high in the sky,
dancin on clouds,
where i can shout out loud,
i simply want to be
My heart has been torn in two,
keeps on happening,
with memories of you
my eyes are open wide,
but one day i dream,
i'll have love on my side
I wanna be loved,
feel like i'm floating high above,
high in the sky,
dancin on clouds,
where i can shout out loud,
i simply want to be
i want to run away,
never to be found,
i want someone to look for me,
to turn my life around
I wanna be loved,
feel like i'm floating high above,
high in the sky,
dancin on clouds,
where i can shout out loud,
i simply want to be "
Spike watched Buffy the whole time, he was enraptured by her voice
and the haunting music. It felt like she was bearing her soul to him.
As the final notes played the crowd erupted into applause, pulling
Buffy from the trance she had been in. She looked over and saw Spike
clapping, a proud grin on his face. She smiled, pleased that he liked
it. She had intended only singing one song, but changed her mind and
went to tell Dawn what to play next. Standing in front of the mic
again she began to speak.
"Hey, i'm gonna sing another song. This is a new song that i wrote
and i want to dedicate it to my two best friends. Spike, Wills, this
is for you."
The music started and Buffy resumed her singing, a song that she had
written about Spike, but that she realised, applied to Willow as well
and she looked at them as she sang.
"someone who'll understand,
no matter what i'm goin' through,
doesn't matter what i've done
there's a person i can turn to
you're not my judge or my jury,
with you i don't need to worry,
no matter how far the distance,
you are always there to listen
you're always there.
just waiting to show you that you care,
always honest, never lies
don't need to know the when's or the whys,oh no
This is my definition,
of the ones who always listen
to what i have to say,
they know that what's in side counts,
so they see me from the inside out
Who i'm talking of are my true friends
the ones who'll be there to the end,
the ones to count on through thick and thin,
the friendship that will never end. "
She finished, a tear in her eye and left the stage, to the waiting
arms of her friends.
"I love you." Spike whispered.
"I love you too."
After a long hug, the five friends decided to go to a nearby diner
for something to eat, Buffy and Spike were playing footsie under the
table. Both were starting to get restless but neither wanted to break
up the party. Eventually Willow had enough.
"Guys go home. I'll see you tomorrow Buff. But you two need to go
before we all get a free how." Everyone except Buffy and Spike burst
out laughing. But Buffy and Spike were already half way to the door.
