A/N: Hope you like the ending, cause this fic was going to be longer but I coulnd't find a way to drag it out. but is still the ending I wanted. don't forget to review.

CHAPTER 3:

Xander was abruptly woken up that night by some sort of commotion outside. He manages to lift himself out the bed and peek into the hallway. There was bunch of girls in pajamas watching something. The something being two girls fighting. Xander remembered when this could've been a fantasy, but these girls were far from pillow fighting. They were really causing damage.

"Hey!" He shouted. "What's going on?" The girls didn't stop fighting. He didn't understand why two slayers were fighting. Then, he noticed that one of the girls was dress completely in leather and had blue hair streaks. A demon? No, she looked familiar. It was that Fred girl. She looked a lot different. Xander didn't know she had those moves.

"I was searching for Spike, when this one attacked." Fred said as she threw the slayer to the ground.

"Spike?" Xander understood. Spike probably came to see Buffy and didn't tell his new girlfriend. Xander decided to help her find him, so he could go to sleep sooner.


Dawn woke up to go bathroom. She noticed that Buffy's bed was empty. Where was she? Training? At this hour? Probably.

Dawn walked out in the hall and headed to the bathroom. She found it strange that a group of slayers were walking around at that hour. "Jenny!" Dawn called to the ten-year-old slayer.

"Dawn!" She answered. "Did we wake you?"

"Not really. Is everything all right?" Dawn asked.

"There was a demon here. But Xander said she was a friend." The young slayer explained.

A demon? Well that can't be good. Dawn headed to find Buffy. It would best to tell her what's going on.


They were kissing. Her lips were still as sweet as Spike remembered. Vampire memory was good. But the real thing was ten times better. He had wanted this for so long. This perfect moment. To taste her again, to feel her.

Buffy.

"Buffy!" Harris's voice broke the moment.

"Xander!" The slayer looked ashamed. It didn't hurt Spike. There was just too much history between the three, it was bound to be awkward. Xander had loved Buffy. Spike slept with Anya. It was best not to justify the kiss to the boy. He would never understand.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but you're "friend" came looking for you Spike." Xander said as Illyria walked in.

"What is it?" Spike asked as she walked to the ex god ruler.

"You weren't in your room." Illyria said like Spike was supposed to understand.

"So...?" He asked hoping to get more out of the demon.

"I was..." she trailed of.

"Concern?" Spike tired to help. Illyria looked away and started to walk out. "Where are you going?" Spike called after her.

"I'll be waiting outside." She told him before exiting.

"What's up with her?" Xander said as he turned to face Spike. "Could it be that you were here making out with your ex?"

"What?" Spike was momentarily confuse, but then, he understood. "She's not my girlfriend!" Spike turn to Buffy. "She's just... jumpy. After the battle..." Spike couldn't finish.

"Xander," Buffy turned to Harris. "I need to talk to Spike. Do you mind?"

"No." Xander obviously lied. A vampire can tell. "I'll be waiting with the blue wonder." He said and exited. Great. They kiss ended, so now comes the talk.


Xander found Illyria standing by a window. He walked to her, wanting to seem helpful. "I didn't think you have those moves." She looked at him. "Not that you looked weak. I didn't mean-"

"I am weaker." She started. "I used to possessed so much power that it made every creature trembled with the sound of my name." Xander didn't think Fred was that threatening name. She continued. "I used to walked through dimensions as easy as you take one breath. And then I was driving under. Put to sleep. All my battles, all my glory, and I couldn't be giving an appropriate vessel."

"I don't think I follow you very well."

Fred didn't seem to notice. "I had thousands of followers. And all my greatness was taking away. I'm now force to walk among the humans. To feel what they feel. To be hurt. Not only in a physical way." This reminded Xander of another demon he used to know. Anya was force to become human. Twice. "I now feel concern for a vampire. How low I have fallen."

"I don't think you fell." Xander told her, thinking in Anya. "It takes a strong will to become human. And you seemed to be doing ok. The trick is to not focus on the bad. Humans can bring good stuff too. Our feelings are not always painful."

Fred looked at him for a while before saying. "You're pain is still with you. How can you say that you don't feel it?"

"I... I feel the pain. But I also let happiness in." Xander hoped he was explaining himself.

"Maybe you're right." Fred looked out the window. "I still considered the night beautiful."

"Yes it is." Xander thought he did made himself clear. Looks like Fred was ready to start to move on from her pain. Xander felt a little sleepy after a few minutes. He excused himself and walked to his room. But all sleep was forgotten when he found Andrew waiting for him there.


Dawn walked to the training room, where she assumed Buffy would be. She saw a girl waiting in the hallway. It was that girl with Spike. Fred something. But she looked extremely different. She was dress in leather, had blue eyes and blue hair. "Hi." Dawn greeted.

Fred looked at her. "How is it possible?" She asked. "You walked in a human body, yet you are far from human."

Dawn cautiously stepped back. "Who are you? How can you see me... my true form?"

"I can't see it. Not with this human body. But I can feel it. You're what he ancients used to called the Key."

Dawn stepped back, but Fred stepped closer. "What do you want from me?"

"Nothing. You are like me." Dawn didn't understand. "You used to be powerful, now you're condemn to live among them. The humans."

"I guess." Dawn just wanted to find Buffy. "Is Spike here?"

"He is speaking to the blonde girl." She said looking at the training room. So Buffy and spike were talking. Dawn thought in interrupting but it seemed for the best to let her be. She'll tell her tomorrow.

"Bye." Dawn wave to Fred before rushing to her room. Spike always had the weirdest taste in women.


"You think the kiss was a mistake." Spike started up the conversation that didn't seemed to want to start.

"Is not that." Buffy sat in a chair near the windows. "Spike... I'm glad you came... but right now... it would feel... I mean us, it wouldn't be the right thing to do"

"Because of Angel?" Spike hated immediately having brought his name up.

"Is not that... you being here for me is something I want... but for the wrong reasons... I would feel like I was using you... again... I couldn't lived with myself."

"Oh..." Spike honestly did not expect this. Or he did but was still in denial about it. After all the last time Buffy said she was only using him he... he tried to... he couldn't even think of it. The whole situation still rang strong in his head. How weak Buffy looked in that moment. What if she hadn't stopped him?

"Spike?" Buffy brought Spike from his thoughts. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." Buffy looked at him. "What?"

"Why did you say I didn't love you?" Buffy asked.

"Because it was the truth... Wasn't it?"

"I do have feeling for you..." Buffy trailed off.

"But I'm not the one..." Spike finished for her. "I never was."

"Spike..."

"I'm fine. I just came to give you the message. I'll be leaving tomorrow night."

Buffy looked at him surprise. Maybe a little hurt. But Spike had made up his mind even before the kiss. This was always going to be goodbye.

"Best leave this like this then..." Spike said after a while.

"With no ending?"

"We already had our ending. You just need to find a happy one for yourself."

Buffy stood and walked up to Spike. "I hope you find one too." Buffy walked closer and they kissed for the last time. Spike walked out without looking back. He met with Illyria and left the school. At least he didn't get burn alive.


"Andrew." Xander finally spoke. "What are you-"

"Are you going back to Africa?" Andrew blurted out.

Xander didn't answer right away. Not because he didn't understand the question, he even was not surprise by it. He just didn't know the answer. "What?" he finally said, deciding to play dumb until Andrew revealed his true reasons.

"I... I... I don't want you to go..." Andrew looked down. Xander did not liked seeing Andrew in this situation. Andrew continued. "I really don't understand why'd you left. But you're here again... And..." He trailed off.

"Andrew..." Xander needed to make this right. "Why... do you want to be with me? After I left... I don't understand."

Andrew looked up. He was crying. Xander felt his hearth sink down as Andrew spoke. "You were the first person in my life that wanted me."

"That's not-"

"It is. I never been wanted... I mean even here all of your friends just got use to me... but you wanted me..."

"But not for the right reasons." Xander explained.

"Can't you see I don't care about the reasons?" Xander have never seen Andrew speak determined. "What we have is real! The only real thing I have... and I don't want to give it up..." He trailed off again, this time dropping on his knees looking down. It was almost like he used all his strength on his argument. But Xander knew it was because he felt he would lose the only happiness he had.

And that's when he realizes it. He only had focus on how bad he made Andrew feel, but the he ever notice how good he made Andrew feel? Xander have never seen Andrew as happy as he was in those four months they were together.

"Andrew..." Xander started but didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure of his feelings anymore. Was he ever sure? Maybe not. But the real question still remained. Did he want to be happy? Yes he did. So, what's the only thing... that made him happy now?

Andrew.

"I want to stay." He told the younger man. And he did want to. He did feel guilty for what he did, but regardless of the reason they got together, Xander was sure of something. He didn't want to be apart. "I want to stay." He reappeared.

"Really? With me." Andrew said looking back up.

"Yes. With you. You're right. The reason is not important." Xander joined Andrew on he floor and wrap his arms around him. He was not leaving him again. And for the first time Xander felt he was making the right decision. Because he may not be in loved, but he was certainly starting to be.


That morning, Dawn found Buffy and Willow eating breakfast. Was she dreaming? Buffy was up. Maybe Spike's talk when better than she thought. "Morning." She greeted

"Morning." Buffy greeted back.

"Did you sleep ok, Dawnie?" Willow asked as she made room for Dawn to sit down.

"Well there was a commotion last night in the halls, but I slept ok."

"Oh?" Willow looked puzzled. "I guess I was to tired to hear it."

"What about you Buffy?" Dawn questioned. "How was your night?"

Buffy smiled. "Good. I think I'm going to be ok." Dawn smiled back. She wondered what Spike said to her. She also wondered if she would see Spike again. Probably not. But although she had nothing against Spike now, she didn't think that his absence would be something bad. Though she would always wondered were he was.


As the ship left the pier, Spike looked at his homeland one more time. Maybe he would return in 50 years. Right now, he had to find a new reason for him to be.

"What comes after this?" Illyria asked as she approached him.

Spike looked at her then back at the sea. "Everything."

End.