A/N- Okay so this story really is Spuffy. I just tried this different approach of kind of them hating each other and then coming around, kind of based on the show. I am glad that I found a person that loves the stuff. For those of who don't, the Spuffy action might start soon (although there could be, mostly likely will be s/b/w.

Chapter 6- When Life Let's You Down

Buffy woke up the next morning with a little smile on her face. She looked at the clock and cursed to herself. "Wake Up!" Angel and Faith moaned in response. She kicked Angel and yelled at Faith. "GET UP!"

"All right B we are up." She sat up, covering her very naked self with a sheet.

"Get dress. You have to leave today and soon so I can clean the house?"

"Why?" Angel said, who had already gotten dress. Damn that was fast. Buffy thought to herself. Then again Angel was always fast at everything that he did.

"Cause you can't be here when my mom comes home. She can't know that I saw you guys." Buffy had clamed down and sat at the head of her bed while Faith and Angel sat at the base of the bed. "I'm really sorry guys. I can't come back to L.A. with you and you can't move here. I made a deal with the cops."

"That wasn't the only deal that you made." Angel said. Faith stared down at the bed. "Those dealers had friends. And those friends are after you know. If they ever found you..." Angel choked on tears and held back. Once he had regained himself he continued. "You were dead, that's what everyone including Faith said."

"I knew that if I told you that she was alive you would want to go find her. I knew you couldn't." Faith's voice was strangely quiet.

"Anyways you can't come to L.A. but we an come here."

"No!" Buffy's voice was mean and she felt bad. "My mom will turn me in. She thinks I need to be punished anyways. Listen I love you Angel. I love being around you, I love being in your arms and everything. I hope that you understand that. But I can't be expected to be yours forever. I love this town and I am not leaving. Which means that we may never see each other again. You shouldn't be alone and neither should I. And Faith. God Faith I love you just as much as I do him. I mean you are my best friend, my lover, my strength. When I need someone you are there."

"B, I love you too. Not like a best friend or anything else. I love you like you love Angel. Like my heart is being ripped out right now cause I know that this is the last time that I will see you. You were the first person to care for me and you put your ass on the line for me. I love you and I thought you should know before we left." Buffy looked at her.

"I've always known." She said. She looked at both of them. "I'll always remember you." They smiled.

Buffy's Porch

Buffy was sitting on her front porch that night crying. Her mother had returned, then went out again. She never even knew that Buffy had seen Angel and Faith. Buffy didn't understand why she was crying, there was so much here that she had to live for. Willow and Xander, maybe her mom if she ever realized what she was doing. "What's wrong love?" Spike. Someone she grew more confused about with every passing day. "Your friends leave?"

"Shut up." She said. "You can't let my..."

"Don't worry. Willow told me not to let your mum know about the poof Angel." She shot him a look. He smiled, well smirked at her. "Come on now love. You got lots more people who care about ya."

"Yeah I guess I do. Willow and Xander are great friends. And maybe some day my mom will come around."

"Right love." Spike said with a hurt expression. He thought he had made it clear that he cared for her. He didn't know why, it didn't make sense to him to be honest.

"What?" She noticed that look on his face.

"Nothin' love. Nothin' at all." Spike smiled.

"No there's something wrong and I want you to tell me." Spike jumped off the front porch, walked a few steps and turned back to Buffy.

"Don't make the mistake that they are the only ones that care for ya love." He started to walk away. Buffy was quite confused. Spike was just using her to get back at Drucilla. Or at least she thought. She jumped up and ran up to catch Spike. She stood in front of him and looked him dead in the eye.

"What do you mean?"

"Those friends of your aren't the only bloody ones that care about ya. You'd know that if you'd look around more. Stop trying to be a bitch."

"I am not being a bitch. Spike stop walking away from me." Spike had broken away and started walking the other direction. Buffy ran up to him. "Will you come talk to me? I mean you obviously have something to say to me and all." She didn't want to seem like she was wanting him to come back to her house. That wasn't what this was about. Spike had kissed her. And he looked at her like he wanted her at the dance floor. And he talked to her like he was her boyfriend. He

didn't seem to be after sex... he seemed to really like her.

"All right love. I'll come and talk to ya. But you better treat me like a bloody person and not some bug or somethin'. Or I am leaving and you can cry by yourself." Buffy let out a breath and they both walked to her house. Spike smiled to himself.

Buffy's house

Buffy sat on the couch and Spike was sitting on the other side. Neither one had said much of anything, both were focused on the television screen. Buffy had tears streaming down her face, and then she suddenly broke into a hysterical crying, as if what had happened had just hit her. The television screen kept showing the wreck of two cars. The volume on the t.v. was low but she could hear the words ringing through her ears, through her heart. Tonight two teens faces an untimely death. On their way from Sunnydale to L.A. they were hit by a drunk drive and ran off the road tumbling down the hill. The girl in the passenger's seat wasn't wearing her seat belt and was thrown from the care. She was admitted to the L.A. hospital were she died of internal bleeding. The driver of the car was killed on contact. Wait we have just received news of who they were. Buffy sat up and looked at the screen. "Don't let it be them, please don't let it be them." She knew in her heart that it was them. Their names where Angel Jones and Faith Smith. They attended Hemery High in L.A. It's a terrible tragedy. Buffy kept crying and crying till it scared Spike. Spike slide over next to her and held her close. She cried and screamed as if the pain that she felt was physical rather then emotional. Willow and Xander rushed in.

"We came when we heard. Is she okay?" Buffy was still crying and screaming, pretty much unaware of anything around her. Spike shook his head.

"She's really upset." He said.

"Why?" She was crying still and looked at Spike. "Why did they have to die? Why couldn't I?"

"Shh Buffy. Don't talk like that love. It isn't right, I understand. It's a bloody painful thing. But you got to be strong. They'd want you to be." Buffy's sobbing slowed down a little. Suddenly she noticed Willow and Xander. She couldn't think of anything to say to them. All she could think about was that something like this could happen to them. And that she had lost two friend who she cared about. Buffy heard the door open but she could stop her crying long enough to see who it was.

"What's going on in here?" Joyce asked as she came in. She looked around at all the people and at her daughter crying in the arms of some guy.

"Ms. Summers. Hi I am Willow and friend of Buffy's. I guess we should tell her what's been going on."

"No." Spike said. "Ms. Summers do ya remember Angel and Faith?"

"Yes."

"They were killed in a car crash. Both of them."

"Oh." Joyce sat on the stairs. The room was silent except for Buffy's sobbing.

A/N There is really nothing to say after this chapter. Read and Review. Anyways I deleted my old story. I thought that I like were I was going, but it didn't do well in my eyes. So I am going to do another one. Love You guys