"He's recovering." Willow said coming out of the bedroom later. "The chip should be completely deactivated, but he'll be really weak for awhile."
"Thank God, Will. I was so worried." Buffy hugged her friend.
"Hey I wouldn't let anything happen to Spike. Tara and I are kind of wiped so we'll leave you two alone. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Will, you're not staying here?"
"No, I think I'd be intruding. Besides I'd like to hang out with Tara some more. It's fun having another witch around to talk to." Willow smiled at Tara.
"Call me tomorrow," Buffy smiled as she hugged Willow again before they left.
"So the patient awakes," Buffy smiled down at a groggy Spike.
"Hey Luv," he smiled weakly back. "Guess the witches patched me up."
"Yeah, you're going to be okay. I was so worried. I mean just the thought of loosing you. These past couple of weeks have been hell."
"Well I'm sure soldier boy would have helped comfort you."
"You stupid idiot," Buffy slapped him in the back of the head. "Oh sorry I forgot you just had head surgery. Spike, look at me. I love you more than anything or anyone. I'm never giving up on this relationship so don't you give up on it either."
"You really mean it?"
"What does this tell you?" Buffy laid down on the bed next to him and they shared a kiss that told of promises never to be broken.