So Much to Tell You
Summary: Spike calls Buffy from Wolfram and Hart after finally deciding to tell her that he's back.
Author's Note: So far Spike's chickened out of contacting Buffy, but sworn to Angel and himself that he would finally do it. Let's see if he can.
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Angel had just left and Spike stared at the piece of paper he held in his hand. On that piece of paper was the number for Buffy. Spike was still fighting with himself to make the call, and was considering just going to see her because at least he couldn't hang up on that.
'Bloody hell, just dial!' Spike yelled at himself. He couldn't make his fingers move to dial the number on the office phone. He dialled all but the last number and paused, holding the receiver in his left hand, as he remained sitting on the desk.
Just one more digit man, just do it. His conscience was finally telling him what he wanted to hear. He pressed the last digit –7– and held the receiver to his ear.
The ringing in his ear was soft and gentle and for a moment or two he just sat, mesmerized by the consistent "brrp" every few seconds.
'Hello, Emilio Frances, Watcher's Council of England.' Came a young male voice through the phone. Spike stared in shock for a moment.
'Watcher's Council?' he asked. 'I thought the Watcher's Council got destroyed.'
'Well, we're back up and running. Is there something I can help you with sir?' Spike hesitated. He was there, on the line and all he had to do was ask for Buffy. He couldn't make the words come out.
'I… I need to speak to…'
'Who do you need to speak to?' The man on the other end pressed.
'Buffy. Buffy Summers. Is she there?' Spike finally asked.
'Yes, I believe she is. She's in a private meeting with a mentor of hers at the moment but I'm sure they'll be finished soon. Can I have a number for her to call you back on?'
'Um, I'm not exactly in England. I don't want to make it a hassle for Buffy to ring me over here in America.'
'Do you know miss Summers personally?'
'Yes, yes I do.' Spike replied quickly.
'Please hold and I'll see if I can get hold of her. Can I have a name?' Spike froze for a moment. Should he say that it's Spike? No, there is no way she'd believe that it was him and she'd just think it was someone playing a prank. Then he had an idea.
'It's William.' He told the young man. Then there was silence for a second before a classical music began playing in Spike's ear.
God, what am I doing? Spike thought to himself. I can't go through with this. He tried to fight his conscience again. No, she needs to know. I have to tell her now.
The music stopped and Spike froze. His mind went blank, and a familiar female voice spoke through the receiver.
'Hello?' Spike could tell straight away that it was the woman he'd been dying to see since well, he died. He couldn't make the words come out of his mouth. He wanted to say, "Buffy it's me, Spike. God I missed you. I love you, you know that right?"
But there was nothing. Spike opened his mouth but no sound came out. Again the voice came through the receiver. 'Hello? William?' The name did it, and finally Spike spoke to Buffy for the first time since coming back.
'Buffy?'
Silence. 'Who is this?' Came the sweet and innocent voice of the woman Spike loved.
'It's Spike, luv. I'm back.'
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Author's Note: Ooh, cliffhanger. Kinda. Well I can tell you now that it's worth the wait to see what happens. Aren't you just dying to see what their first conversation is like?