A/N Sorry it's been so long since the last update. Evil essays! Anyway, I've got a fair amount of writing done now, so hopefully updates will be more frequent, not that there's many to go now! Hope you enjoy this, it's kind of an interlude. Xx til
Chapter Twenty – Moving On
"Hello Angel."
"Buffy?"
"Yeh, it's me."
"What's happened? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Well, nothing apocalyptic anyway."
"Oh… Well, good…"
"Yeh…"
"Buffy?"
"Yeh?"
"What's going on?"
"Nothing… Well… you know, something…"
"Is it someone else?"
"W-what?"
"Buffy, since when do you call me for anything other than an apocalypse?"
"Ok, point."
"So what or who is it?"
"It's Spike."
"What? Did he get his chip out? Are you ok?"
"No it's not that, I'm fine."
"Oh. Did he kill someone?"
"No…"
"Did you dust him?"
"Angel! He's your family! How can you say that?"
"Sorry… so did you?"
"No. It's… I love him."
"Great! Another spell."
"No, it's not a spell."
"Course it isn't."
"Angel, I can hear you laughing."
"Sorry, it's just… do you really expect me to take this seriously?"
"This is serious. I'm in love with Spike."
"No. No. You can't be."
"But I am."
"Buffy, you know as well as I do what he is. He's evil. A killer. And he has no soul."
"He's human now."
"He's what now?"
"There was a spell…"
"Aha! A spell!"
"No, not that kind of spell. Someone cast a spell on him, turning him into a living breathing human."
"So he gets a heartbeat and you throw yourself at his feet?"
"No, God! Angel, it's not like that."
"Well, what is it like?"
"I had feelings before… I was confused and I kissed him."
"You what?"
"Yeh."
"You fell for Spike, no pulse, no soul, no dress sense."
"He's changed."
"So you say."
"He has."
"So what, you just thought you'd drop me a line, let me know, really make my day."
"No, Angel."
"Well why then?"
"I need your help."
"This gets better and better."
"I'm sorry."
"No you're not. What sort of help do you need?"
"Spike says he just wants to be friends."
"He has changed."
"Angel, please. You're his family. You have to know what I can do to get him to like me."
"Buffy, you of all people know you can't choose who you like."
"I know. It's just that not being with him hurts so much."
"If you lo- If you like him as much as you say you do then you have to give everything up for him."
"That easy?"
"I'm serious, Buffy. He has to know you'd do anything for him. All or nothing. That's how he loves. That's what you have to give him back to even be in with a chance."
"Thank you Angel… You know, I miss talking to you."
"I miss that too."
"You mean so much to me, it's just I've…"
"Moved on?"
"Yeh."
"Me too."
"Yeh?"
"It's Cordy."
"Cordelia?"
"Yeh. She's… uh… changed."
"What did she get a heartbeat too?"
"Buffy!"
"I'm sorry, it's just I didn't think you'd just replace me with the next girl to come along."
"I didn't. It wasn't planned, it just happened, she helped me through a lot and we found ourselves feeling things and without even realising it we ended up in lo- liking each other a lot."
"I get the sentiment, if not your choice."
"Ditto."
"I hope you will be happy together."
"Thank you, and I hope that you… No, I'm sorry I can't do it; you're way too good for him. Even Xander would have been better! But I do wish you happiness in everything you do."
"Thank you."
"Wow, this is kinda weird."
"What did you expect? That I was going to skirt around the issue without really resolving it for any of us using some lame ass analogy about baked goods?"
"I guess not… Well I should go…"
"Yeh, me too."
"Now you have to promise me that you won't wait until the next apocalypse to call me."
"I promise."
"Good, now I really have to go."
"Good bye Angel. I love you."
"I love you too, Buffy."
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