A/N Chapters will be a little shorter now because I'm away at school and don't have as much time as I would like to devote to this story, but once I get on break I'll be sure to give you guys a longer chapter. Thank you so much to all my loyal fans and reviewers. Enjoy!

After an hour or so of driving, Buffy finally realized where Spike was taking her. The Cabin. When they were younger, many 4th of Julys and Labor Day weekends were spent with the families at the Giles' cabin up by the lake. Buffy spent most of them vying for Angel's attention. She was idiot then, but not any more.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Buffy exclaimed. "There's no way in hell I'm going in there with you. Are you insane? No. Not happening."

"Why not?" Spike asked. "It's the perfect place. Secluded, quiet..."

"Miles away from civilization!"

"Buffy..." Spike sighed. "I just want to talk to you."

"I'm done. Don't you get that? I'm dont with all of it. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want anything to do with you anymore!"

Spike was quiet for a long time, his knuckles turning white as he clenched the wheel, eyes never leaving the road. As he pulled up to the cabin he asked softly, so softly in face, she barely heard him. "Do you really mean that?"

"I don't know what I mean any more, William," she replied before quickly hopping out of the car and heading toward the room she claimed as her own many years ago.

About an hour or so later, Spike knocked softly on her door. "Dinner's ready, pet. Come down and eat with me."

"I'm not hungry!" she called through the door.

"Pet...please come out and eat something," he pleaded desperately.

She roughly opened the door, glaring at him before passing him by and walking downstairs, stomping loudly at every step.

"There's not much-just chips and sandwiches-but I figured it would be fine until I go to the grocer's," Spike said, eager to break the silence that had ensued in the dinning room.

"Don't trouble yourself by going to the store," Buffy said as she picked at her chicken sandwich. "I'll be leaving soon enough."

"Buffy, I can't let you leave," he paused briefly before continuing with a soft smile, "I love you."

Angerly, Buffy slammed her food down. "Are you expecting me to admit I love you as well? Am I supposed to fall all over myself trying to make sure you have the perfect little woman now that you have so graciously decided to love me?" She glared at him, letting the pain of all the months of his rejection surface. "I won't make a fool over myself for another Giles, or any other man for that matter."

"You did it for Angel," Spike grumbled.

Buffy's eyes widened incredulously. "You are so... God, I can't even look at you right now. What is wrong with you?"

Promptly, she burst into tears and ran to her room, locking the door behind her. Shutting him out.