A/N: The end of the story. I hope you enjoyed it, and I'm sorry it took me this long to finish it. I promise my next story won't take this long. Look for other stuff by me, because I guarantee that it'll be out there. Once again, I hope you enjoyed, and let me know what you think of it.
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either
Rating: R, just for good measure
Epilogue:
Tara and Xander had finished questioning Bambi Wilson and they had come to the conclusion that she was a very disturbed very odd woman.
"Yeah but at least she's hot." Was Xander's response
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As Tara walked back to her cube Lockley came up to her.
"Hey, McClay, you still keeping in touch with Summers?"
"Of course. She IS my partner. Oh God. She IS still my partner right?"
"Yes, Oh yes, she is still your partner. Just . . . tell her to come down to the station to see me ok?"
"Yeah, no problem."
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Spike and Buffy were lounging around watching a movie. It was the first day in quite a while that they were both able to sit with each other with no interruptions.
The phone rang in the middle of a kick ass action sequence.
"Of course the phone rang. Because I can't have one God Damn day off." Grumbled Buffy as she reached for the phone
"Summers, it's Lockley."
The second she heard that professional hard cop voice she froze and straightened.
Spike paused the movie, mostly because he wanted to eavesdrop.
"Commander Lockley. Is there something wrong? McClay isn't hurt is she?" Buffy asked with concern
"No she's not hurt. I'd like you to come down to the station. There are some things I would like to talk to you about." That was all Kate said, she hung up the phone and knew Buffy would be there within the hour.
"Shit." Buffy said as she hung up the phone, "They don't want me back. They're going to put me on leave, permanently. Oh my God. This is all I know, what am I if I'm not a cop? Oh God, they're going to fire me."
"Love, I'm sure they're not going to fire you. You are the best cop they got and they know it. You're not going to get fired so don't worry about it." Spike said sliding an arm around her shoulder to reassure her
"You know one of these days we're going to finish a movie together." Buffy commented to her husband as she smiled and walked out the door into a jumble of questions.
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Buffy arrived at the station a half an hour after the Commander had called her. She made a beeline for the Kate's office taking only a moment to glance at her office in hopes she would be in it again.
Ignoring the stares, whispers and rumblings, Buffy walked into Kate's office pessimistic.
A very annoyed and very pissed off looking Wesley Price was standing next to the Commanders desk.
"What is this about Commander?" asked Buffy impatiently
"Have a seat lieutenant."
Buffy sat against her will and looked as if she were about to kill someone if she didn't get answers soon.
"It's come to our attention that Ms. Wilson was the one to kill Detective Hargrove. It seems that the Detective had some psychological problems in her past. . "
"No shit," Buffy said under her breath
Wesley sighed heavily and continued, "Regardless, she had kept journals in her apartment saying how you had climbed the corporate ladder by, ahem, giving sexual favors. And before you scream and protest, we have already cleared these terms, and know there is no truth behind it."
"So what are you saying?" asked Buffy in anticipation
"Well . . . we're saying that you can have your job back." Kate said as she took out Buffy's badge and weapon smiling
"You- You're serious? I can have my job back?" Buffy exclaimed trying, with little effort, to stay calm and collected.
"Yes, you can work again. The charges will be dismissed. And you can work again." Kate said
Buffy snatched her badge and her weapon from the desk as if she weren't sure they were really going to be there in a few minutes.
"Thank you. Really, you don't know how much this means to me."
"Well, thank you for all your help. Price, can you give us a minute." Lockley asked, shooing Wesley out of the room, much to his annoyance
"You know I wouldn't have done this, but they gave me no choice. I am sincerely sorry for what you had to go through, I can't even imagine it."
"I know you had no choice. And no, you don't know what it's like. Having all of who and what you are stripped away from you." That was the end of Buffy's rant, and they both left it at that.
As Buffy was walking out of the office, Kate stopped her.
"Uh, Summers? This might be a little awkward, but Lindsey and I would like to go out with another couple, and I was wondering, if you wouldn't mind, you and your husband would like to accompany us to dinner some night." Kate asked obviously uncomfortable
"Uh, I'll talk to him about it, and I'll get back to you."
Buffy walked out of the door and into the door of her old office.
She walked over to the ancient computer and skimmed her finger along the edges; she had actually missed fighting with it. She carefully sat herself down in her comfortable chair, as if this was all going to disappear and she would be out of a job again. Crossing her ankles on her desk she gave a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. Yeah, she was at home.
A/N: yep, it's done. I know, hard to believe. Haha. I hope you enjoyed. Keep looking for my stuff.
