7x22 Chosen Part 3:
Buffy later that evening walked down the steps of the basement. Spike was sitting on the cot leaning his head against the wall when she came down.
"Hi." He simply said.
"Everyone's going out for the evening with Faith and Wood...they figured that they could get a night of fun before the final battle...I have no clue where they are going..." Buffy laughed, "Sunnydale is a ghost town...guess they'll—"
Spike cut off Buffy, "Where's the amulet?"
"Umm...what?" Buffy asked.
"The amulet, the necklace..." Spike went on explaining, "The thing you're going to wear around your neck and maybe get yourself killed with." Spike said.
As he finished his sentence Buffy had already walked up to Spike and he was standing in front of her.
"You were listening in my conversation with Willow." Buffy stated.
"Didn't mean to...but I was glad I did." Spike admitted with a tone of anger in his voice.
"Listen, someone has to wear that thing..." Buffy said.
"And that automatically means you?!" Spike asked.
"Who else is going to do it?!" Buffy yelled back, also getting anger.
"I'm not letting you do this!" Spike yelled back.
They were both silent, trying to calm down and talk reasonably instead of turning the conversation into a fighting match.
"Spike...the amulet is meant to be worn by a champion...at first I thought maybe you could wear it but then Willow said it might kill whoever—"
"Wait...wait what?" Spike stopped her, "You...you wanted me to wear it?"
"Yes." Buffy said softly and looked into his eyes, "But now I don't want you to anymore..."
"Why the bloody hell not?" Spike asked.
"Did you listen to what I said? You could die." Buffy said.
"Oh so you dying is much better huh?" Spike asked sarcastically.
"Look...I'm not risking you..." Buffy said and was about to continue but got interrupted.
"And I'm not risking you..." Spike said and held out his palm out, waiting for the amulet.
Buffy pulled out the amulet from her pocket and looked at it and back at Spike, who still had his hand out. Buffy looked at the amulet. 'How could something so tacky be so dangerous?' she thought to herself.
"But...I don't want you to die." Buffy whispered while looking down the amulet.
"I'm already dead luv..." he tired to lighten up the mood.
"Spike I'm serious..." Buffy said and looked up at him. Her eyes were full of fear and near tears. "I can't lose you.""You never will." He stated. When Spike said the word 'never' the word was strong and dominant.
Spike stepped forward and touched the necklace in her hand and slowly took it out of her hand.
"If it's between you or me luv..." Spike started, "This time let me be the champion...the hero."
"You already are one." Buffy said looking up at him.
Later that night Buffy and Spike spent another night in each others arms. However, Buffy again had trouble sleeping.
She got up from her the cot in the basement and went over to the small table in the middle of the room and picked up the amulet and let I dangle in her hand. She was memorized at how it sparkled from the moonlight that came through the window.
Buffy looked back at Spike to make sure he was still sleeping; he was. 'I can't lose him.' She thought as she stared at Spike.
Upstairs in the dining room Willow was yet again working on the spell to help Buffy defeat The First.
Willow drank a cup of coffee that sat on the table next to her laptop and files. She had to blink her eyes a few times to keep herself awake for another half hour. Just as she was about to jump back into the files again she heard the basement door squeak open and shut. Buffy came to the doorway of the dining room and in her hand was the amulet.
"Buffy." Willow said, "What are you still doing up?" she asked in a groggy voice.
"I need a favor." Buffy said.
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