Title: Pain is Love

Chapter Thirteen: Her Life Began

In the past three months since Spike and Buffy had been together things had never been easy and that it not to say that they were extremely difficult either. Their romance realistic they'd never promised more than they could and stayed together through the tragedies such as the gentle wiccan, Tara's forlorn death and the frightful time that was Willow's state of mourning.

The pair sat on the old couch in the Summers' living room, the television on and in the DVD player was Stepford Wives.

Dawn sat beside her currently honey-blond sister who in turn sat with her always silver haired creature of the night boyfriend.

Spike had taken the teen to the video store the day before and she'd practically taken every movie that was available. Among the movie about that estranged happening in a suburb in Conneticut was Dogma, Shrek 2, and The Man in the Iron Mask.

He'd reluctantly decided to watch the films which would obviously spark no interest in him because of the large adorable pairs of eyes the looked at him when he tried to leave, eyes that could stop an army if need be.

"Would you change me if you could? Make me your ideal?" the slayer questioned, entranced in the movie but not enough so she couldn't speak.

"I'd be damned if you weren't my ideal the way you are."

Finding that a sufficient answer she kissed him on the cheek and ran a hand through her sister's dark locks before sighing contently, this was the wonderful part of simplicity she craved.

"Spike, do you think we'll be together forever?" Buffy asked, her tiny hand wound in his as they made their way through the lonely cemetery, their love the only light in the gloomy gray of the night.

The vampire looked to her with true sincerity in his eyes and a smile that would warm her heart throughout all of her life, however long it would be.

"I hope so, love. But I don't know."

Words that were honest and thoughtful with the underlying supplication to whoever would grant them such a wonderful life together, they made her hope that the only parting the two would have would be in death, together.

The promises of forever hung in the air like romantic words from a poet's pen, they were slow sweet touches that would never be left forgotten in any world this land turned out to be.

If anything it was enough, this love; this eternal prayer it was everything that it could ever be and more.

"So we going home, pet?"

The slayer nodded towards her lover and sighed as she laid her head against his shoulder, "Do you think we should take Dawn to the Double Meat Palace for dinner?"

The platinum haired man let out a laugh at his girl's suggestion, "Like hell we'll ever eat their again after the whole crazy ol' bint situation(::8::), it's bloody damned unlikely we'll ever eat there again."

"What? It was just a thought." She pouted.

"We'll get the 'bit a pizza, nothing bad has ever happened to us a there."

"Fine, but don't be mad at me if she says she'd rather have the Fisherman's sandwich." She snapped playfully.

He wrapped his arm around her waist as the set of towards Waldo Cooney's, "Trust me luv, she'd most rather have a bloody piece of pizza."

"She looked at him as one who awakes. The past was sleep and her life began." – Robert Browning.

The End

A/N: The note after the "crazy ol' bint situation" refers to something that happened in Buffy Season Six when the slayer was working at the Double Meat Palace.

I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while, I've been working on a story for the Anime "Inu-yasha," it's no excuse mind you but I got stuck on "Pain is Love," so I just decided to rap it up. As for future Buffy stories there is one in the making but I'm not sure if it will be posted. It isn't a Spuffy pairing either so.... (It's Spike/OC).

I hope that you enjoyed my story and that you have a great day! Thanks for reading!