Disclaimer: See chapter one.

Summary: Spike begins his last song.

A/N: Thanx to Kelly the Vampire Witch, ShindoaBear, Imzadi, and Night Essence for reviewing. I couldn't let Spike only sing one song! Oh and I have been listening to George Strait. So see how many references you can count.

Pairing: Spike/Angel

Chapter 2: The Man in Love with You

Spike finished his last note and closed his eyes waiting for the worst. He thought beer bottles, booing but what he didn't expect was the applause. Yep, loud applause. The crowds were roaring, some even blubbering.

What? Cool. "Thanks, thank you very much." Spike took a small bow.

Angel even gave a little clap. Spike searched for him until he made eye contact.

I forgot how Spike could always love, he never had a soul but could always feel. Poor Spike he gives his heart away to people that can break it. I believed he really loved Buffy, not that she reciprocated it.

Angel turned and headed to the door.

"Well since some refuse to ever live in the moment without brooding. I need to sing one more song. This one's for my Angel."

Angel does a quick 180, and they lock gazes. Spike gives his usual smirk.

(Spike begins strumming)

I'm not the hero
Who will always save the day
Don't always wear the white hat
Don't always know the way
I may not even be the dream
You wanted to come true
But I'll always be the man in love with you

What, but how? After everything I've done to him. The pain, the hurt, even abandonment. How? Why? All me and Spike ever do is fight, we can't even be in the same room. But he'll always be that poet… William. With his façade melted away.

(God, his face you'd think I would have asked him the meaning of life. I can just imagine what he's thinking. "Why? How? What does this do to our relationship? Where can I buy more hair gel?" He really loves to over think everything. It's really simpler we've stood side by side for over 100 years, soul doesn't change it. All we've ever had is each other, not necessarily a healthy relationship. Love doesn't always mean passion or lust, but trust, responsibility, history. But he'll never admit it, no now he's Angel. Mr. I help the helpless.)

I'm not the key
That opens every door
Don't have the power
To give you all you want and more
But when you're needing something special
You can hold onto
I'll always be the man in love with you

I could never work miracles
That maybe others who can do what I can't do
But no one else can be
As good as me
In loving you

Angel just stood there frozen in the moment. He knew he couldn't over think this. Not on his last day.

So when the world won't turn
The way you wish it would
And the dreams you have don't come alive
As often as they should
Remember that there's someone there who's heart is always true
I'll always be the man in love with you

Remember that there's someone there who's heart is always true
Someone there to help you make it through
I'll always be the man in love with you

Spike got off his stool to the roar of the crowd. "Thanks for your help guys!" Spike jumped off the stool and walked over to a tall, dark and dangerous man. And suddenly the realization of his statements struck him. "Um…hay Angel." A nervous Spike looked down. Angel just smiled a genuine smile. He thought of how he'd like to have that one back. "Hey Will." This name took Spike a little by surprise. "Angel maybe we should get a drink, or talk, or something." Angel stepped back "No, Will its Ok." "Oh, yah right. You should get some sleep big day tomorrow." Angel went to the table behind him and took off his jacket. "I want to dance, with you." Spike just stared at him. "Are you kidding? You are seriously wacked, been drinkin' have we." "No, I want to hold you in my arms once more." "But… people are going to see?" "That's what they intended dancing for." Spike thought back to when Angelus would waltz with him, or they would go to a ball, or take the girls to the theatre. Angelus never cared what anyone said about him. Spike missed that about Angel. Spike was shaken out of his memory by Angel's voice. "You coming Will." Spike just followed him out on to the dance floor.

Angel and Spike seemed to move in slow motion. When Angel looked into Spike's eyes he saw what had always been there, his soul. The life he took away from him and the future he could never give him. Angel knew he needed to take advantage of this night. The two of them were carried away and danced for hours. Angel was about to speak when a shot of pain ran through his body.

And he saw it, the end.

"Angel you ok?" "Yes my William, but its time to go to work."

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