Chapter 36

When the Rain falls down part II

Well, here I am standing in front of Spike's house about to declare my undying love for him. She laughed at that thought, yeah she was here to patch things up with him and such but undying love? He will probably slam the door in my face once he sees that it's me.

After getting in the car with Willow, Buffy had proceeded to tell the girl about her conversation with Pike. It was Willow who suggested immediately talking to Spike. So here she was, standing on his door step seconds away from ringing his door bell.

She hadn't really thought about what she was going to say to him, but she figured it would definitely depend on his reaction when he saw her standing there.

So…She knocked. At first no one answered, then she heard movement inside, she closed her eyes praying to God that he would not slam the door in her face.

"Can I help you?"

Buffy opened her eyes and instead of seeing Spike she saw a tall, man with brownish gray hair in a white dress shirt and khaki pants. "Who are you?"

The man smiled at her and stuck out his hand, "Rupert Edward Giles, though you're probably more familiar with 'The bloody drunk wanker' and you are?"

Buffy smiled slightly and shook his hand, "Buffy Summers, Spike's told me about you, though his version left me imagining a beer bellied, unshaven, balding, drunk who sat around in a white t-shirt and boxer shorts all day unless he was at the bar."

Mr. Giles laughed, "And if you had come here a week ago you would have met him, but I am a changed man."

"That's good to hear Mr. Giles."

"Please just Giles, by the way did you come here for something?"

Buffy nodded, "Yes, I was looking for Spike."

Mr. Giles frowned, "You and me both, he's been missing for a week, he doesn't yet know that I've changed." He glanced down at his watch, "Oh man, I'm sorry but I have a job interview to get to, comes with turning over a new leaf you know, you are well come to stay and see if he comes home at all."

"Thanks but I have to go home, I was just seeing if he was here."

Mr. Giles nodded, "Alright, sorry I couldn't be more help to you. Good bye miss Summers."

"Bye"

Buffy headed towards the cemetery, she watched Spike's stepfather head down the sidewalk towards the bus station. She was glad that he seemed to have cleaned him self up and was trying to get some work.

As he disappeared from sight Buffy continued on her way through the cemetery, she was just taking a short cut to her own house. She wasn't really planning on hanging out here. She wasn't exactly sure where she was anyways; she'd never been on this side before.

As she got deeper and deeper in, she heard the feint sound of a television, and decided that her best bet was to follow the sound.

Though as she reached the source she was sure that she had to be crazy, Buffy was standing in front of a crypt sounds of a TV drifting out from inside.

If this isn't the weirdest thing I have ever seen or heard, I don't know what is then. There can't be a television inside of a crypt. For one thing, it's a bunch of stones and if it was possible, who the hell would have a TV inside of a crypt.

Curiosity got the best of her and Buffy found herself, walking to the entrance and banging down the door.

Spike jumped to his feet when he heard the door to his crypt bang open upstairs, he had been folding up his clothes and blankets from his cot. The television was on upstairs to drain out any second thoughts that he might have.

He stopped moving when he heard footsteps above him. Grabbing a bat that he'd recovered from the playgrounds, he slowly ascended the ladder and opened the little door that separated the upper level from the lower one.

Before opening it completely he glanced around through the little crack, there was no one in sight so he opened the door some more.

Spike was as silent as a mouse as he climbed up and peaked around the corner. In his 'living room' he saw Buffy starring at the TV and looking around for something.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in a harsh tone.

Buffy spun around and starred at him, "I-I was just…I heard a TV, guess I'm not as crazy as I thought."

Spike turned off the TV, "Now that you've seen it, you no longer have any business down here."

"What are you doing in here, why do you have a television inside of a crypt?"

"None of you business, I am asking you politely, please leave."

Buffy took a few steps back, "I didn't mean to come here, I was looking for you. I heard the TV and curiosity got the best of me."

Spike sighed, "Slayer you have half a second to leave before I make you."

"I want to talk to you."

"I don't have time for talking, got business to attend to, and such."

"What are you doing?"

"Mind your business Slayer, your second is over now." he took a step toward her.

Buffy jumped back, "Not until we talk."

"I told you, haven't got time for talking now go; I gotta get back to my work." Spike headed back to the little door and began descending the ladder.

Buffy watched as he got lower and lower, "Spike…I talked to him today, My mom suggested it and so I went with Willow. I think I'm better now Spike." Please say something, what's inside of your mind right now?

But nothing came, except the sound of static and then music coming from below, the music grew louder and Buffy decided that Spike didn't want to hear her anymore.

Buffy glanced around, and then proceeded to head down the ladder, as she reached to bottom she was relieved that Spike's back was turned.

And also…he was singing:

I don't mind the things that you say
I don't even mind going out of my way
I try and do these things for you
Why should I do it I'm always untrue

Well, I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong
Going out of my head

I ain't seen you off the screen
But those films are my dreams
And I can't take much more of you
'Cause the bog is no place to see your face

Oh can't you see I'm out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm a little insane
Oh can't you see going out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm really dead

Going down, down, out of my head
I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong

I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong
Going out of my head

I ain't seen you off the screen
But those films are my dreams
And I can't take much more of you
'Cause the bog is no place to see your face

Oh can't you see I'm out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm a little insane
Oh can't you see I'm out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm really dead

I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong!

The song ended and Buffy turned off the radio, Spike spun around.

"What the Bloody Hell are you still doing here? I thought you 'ad left already!"

Buffy took a few steps backwards until her back was against the wall, "Did you hear what I said?"

Spike looked at her then turned away, "I won't say it again, leave. You can even go through the sewers for all I care just go."

Buffy stood beside him and watched as he stuffed the folded clothes inside of a suitcase, "What are you doing."

Spike sighed, "What does it bloody look like I'm doing, not paintin' Easter eggs."

"Are you taking all stuff back to you're house?"

Spike chuckled, "Not a bright little bint are you? Why would I go back to that hell hole?"

"Have you even been there lately? I was just there, looking for you. I ran into your step dad, he was going to a job interview."

Spike zipped the suitcase up and put the blankets inside of a trash bag, "Really now, the old wanker finally decided to clean himself up and be a man."

Buffy starred at him in disbelief, "Well aren't you happy for him?"

Spike turned and faced her, "Listen, the wanker has done this whole 'job interview' thing before, never stuck to it more than a day or two."

"He says he's been better for a week now."

"Broken the old record 'as 'e? Well congradu-bloody-lations for him."

"Spike why are you doing this?"

"I have had enough of looking out for other people only to be hurt by them." He shoved the suitcase through the little door to the upper level.

"I went to see him today, I'm better Spike. I'm better."

"For how long? Until someone hurts your feelings again?"

"NO! for good. I am done with the Slayer thing, It's over for me."
Spike picked up the garbage bag and shoved it up through to the upper level as well, "Buffy, you should have done all this before when I tried to help you."

Buffy nodded, "I Know, you're right, but I couldn't see it then. I kept the anger inside, fueling my desire to continue the Slayers, but I'm not angry anymore."

"You talked to the wanker that nearly killed you twice and now things are all fine and dandy? Not the way things work love." He grabbed the radio and set in down on the cot.

"No, I'm not saying everything is perfect but I want to do better, I want to change and…I wanted you to help me."

"Been there done that remember, got my heart ripped out in the process."

"It's different this time, before I didn't want to get better, but now I do and I need you to do that."

Spike starred at her, "I don't know what you want me to say, I can't stay here anymore. Was preparing to go back to the mother country."

Buffy pleaded with him, "Please Spike, I need you here. I need your love. I need you to help me to become the person I was before the Slayers."

Spike sighed, "I'll give you one last chance Slayer, and you can start by keeping you gob shut concerning my crypt, don't want any visitors."

Buffy beamed, she jumped up and hugged Spike tightly, kissing him and squeezing him tightly, "Oh God…Spike…thank you so much!" as she let go of him tears began forming in her eyes, "Thank you so much,"

A smile formed on Spike's face as he watched her, he pulled her close and hugged her again, "I'll take you home, pet."

Buffy shook her head, "No, I want to stay with you tonight." Looking up at him.

Spike whipped the tears from her face and nodded, "Alright."

As the two stood there in each other's arms, Buffy could hear the rain still falling outside, and she smiled.

Fin