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: I'm back at school now so for a while any updates might be a little slow. I'll apologize in advance. Okay. Buffy's just arrived so now Spike and Angel have to "deal" with the Drusilla issue. And by deal, I mean very few words directed at each other. Buffy is kinda the referee in their "stern glance war". Well, enjoy anyway. R&R is much appreciated.

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Spike just watched as Angel entered the room. He didn't speak; he didn't make any motions towards Angel at all. Although, he glared at Angel something shocking; he was still cut up over the whole Drusilla thing last night. And Angel didn't do anything either. As Buffy stood in the middle of them she feared that the tension in the room was reaching a dangerous level. She could tell that something was wrong, and Spike and Angel could tell that she could tell that something was wrong. Senses were heightened and Spike and Angel were focussed on Buffy rather than each other, for just a moment.

"Buffy." Angel greeted. "It's nice to see you."

"You too." Buffy hugged Angel, and as he looked over Buffy's shoulder Spike was glaring at him angrily. He was finally with his girl, and here Angel was ruining it all like he always does.

But then he remembered the comment Angel made last night about realising the truth; Buffy loves Spike not him. Angel accepted that, and when Spike remembered that he calmed down a little. He was still pissed off that Angel had interrupted them.

"So how have you been?" Angel asked Buffy.

"Good. Good, thanks. You?"

"Yeah. Busy, running a business and all." Spike was getting a little impatient, even already.

"Angel, don't you have somewhere else you could be right now?" Angel simply glared. Spike was being rather forward about the matter, and very abrupt in his tone. It was frustrating for Angel because he too wanted to catch up with Buffy. He hadn't seen her since before the fight in Sunnydale when he went to visit her.

"Spike, come on." Buffy whined, turning to face Spike. "There's no need to be like that." She turned back to Angel. "How about I swing by your uh… office tomorrow or something. We can catch up then."

"Okay." Angel backed away and turned to leave the office, leaving the door slightly ajar. He heard Buffy whisper something to Spike.

"Spike, what's going on between you two? Talk about tension." Angel frowned as he disappeared back into his office and left Spike and Buffy on their own again.

Spike felt obligated to explain to Buffy what had gone down last night. Should he though? Was it wise to tell Buffy that his sire returned for him last night? He thought it was only fair, she'd come all this way and he didn't want to start of the rekindling of their relationship by lying to her.

"Last night there was a bunch of vampires that broke in."

"What? Why?"

"Drusilla was with them. It's how she got past the vampire detectors in the building." Buffy was confused. "They were kind of a camouflage for who was really breaking into the building."

"But you and Angel are both vampires, are you were in the building."

"The detectors were modified to allow us to be accommodated in the uh… vampire count I suppose." Spike explained the metaphysics.

"Right. I get it. So what did Drusilla want?"

"She came for me. She wanted me to leave with her and be evil again."

"What did you tell her?"

"What do you think?" Spike said, thinking it was obvious. "I said no; told 'er I loved you and that I could never go back to who I was before you."

"Thankyou." Buffy was touched. She leant in and wrapped her arms around Spike's shoulders surprising him with a passionate kiss. He kissed her back as he held her close. She drew back and they locked eyes for a few seconds. "Thankyou for staying true to me. I knew that you loved me, right from the start. Which actually, was the end and then the start again…"

"Don't try and explain luv, just kiss me." Spike pulled her in and kissed her again. They sat in the empty office, the door half ajar and remained unnoticed by Wolfram and Hart lawyers and people in the foyer. They didn't think about who was watching; only that they were finally together.

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8pm, Spike's basement apartment…

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Spike pushed the door open and let it swing as he led Buffy inside. "Welcome to the bachelor pad." He said, heading to the fridge.

"Not for a bachelor anymore though." Buffy corrected him. Spike turned and grinned at her.

"Want a frosty? Got plenty." He offered.

"Is all you've got whisky?" Buffy inquired.

"I'm 'fraid so luv. We can head 'round the block to the bottle shop and buy something for you if you like? I don't mind."

"No, Nevermind. Do you have clean glasses so I can have some water?"

"What, you don't think this place is clean?" Spike asked, sounding insulted. He was only teasing. "This place may be a basement, but that doesn't mean I don't like to keep it a bit clean luv."

"Sorry, I just…" Buffy paused.

"Don't sweat it." Spike eased out of the situation. "I'll get you a glass."

Buffy looked around the room to find it relatively empty. There was a bed, a table and a few chairs, a hideous furry green lounge and a TV opposite it. The kitchen was tiny and had a single row of cupboards with a sink and a fridge stuck on the end. Buffy wasn't surprised though, he was a vampire. And it was a step up from the crypt he had a couple of years back.

"No windows I see." Buffy commented.

"Not much for sun these days."

"Hmm…"

"Hmm?" Spike raised his hmm as a question as to what Buffy meant. She shook her head and brushed it off, not really meaning much of anything except for being lost for words, and sat down on Spike's hideous green couch.

"You know, I'm sure there were much prettier couches you could have got instead of this one."

"Furniture came with luv." Spike explained.

"Oh. Nevermind then."

"You can have the bed tonight, if you want." Spike offered.

"Oh. Um, yeah okay." Buffy hesitantly agreed. "Here's a thought, why don't we both sleep in the bed. I'd like to be close to you again."

"Sure." Spike nodded. "I'd like to be close to you too. I missed you so much while I was gone."

"I missed you too. We've been over this. How about we just start getting on with our lives now, only… together?" Buffy suggested. Why is she rushing this? Spike thought to himself. He was a little confused.

"Luv, you only got here a few hours ago. And now you're saying you just want us to go on acting like we did before?"

"Together." Buffy added.

"Right."

"Spike, I'm just glad to be with you again." Buffy told him. "I just want to stay here with you."

"I want to stay with you too, but just saying let's get on with everything now seems kinda sudden?"

"Yeah, I guess. Spike, I love you and you love me. It's perfect."

"No luv, it's not perfect. You're still the Slayer, and I'm still a vampire."

"But it's you Spike. While you were gone, I realised how much I really do love you. When I told you back in the Hellmouth, I wasn't entirely sure. I said it to make you stay, because my feelings were growing stronger for you."

"Luv, my feelings for you have always been the same as they are now, and they're not changin' any time soon."

"Spike, I really do love you and I want you to know that now. I just want us to do normal things together. I don't have to worry about Slaying anymore because of the spell Will did and I don't have to worry so much about responsibility. I can do whatever I want."

"What about the Watcher's Council?" Spike asked.

"I was just helping there. Giles is in charge, and Willow and Xander are doing great work there. Xander helped build the new training room for the girls."

"Oh." Spike smiled uneasily. "Good."

"Can't we just try living together, being around each other and being with each other?" Buffy asked. "For a while?"

"You only want this to be temporary?"

"No. That's not what I meant." Buffy sighed. "You of all people know how my relationships turn out."

"But you're not tied down anymore. You're not restricted by anything, you said it yourself."

"I did."

"So I guess we'll give it a go then. I'm all for it if it means being with you." Spike agreed, just wanting to end the conversation and hold her close. Every second they were apart now was torture. It was strange; he'd missed her while she was gone and he'd wished that he could see her, but now that she was here all he wanted to do was get as close to her as humanly possible. All the time they'd spent away was difficult for him, and even now that she was here it felt exactly the same. They were close, but he felt as if he just couldn't get close enough.

Open up Spike. He told himself. Get her to open up, talk about things and really get to know each other.

"Can you hold me now?" Buffy asked, approaching the bed. She sat down and took off her boots, climbing under the covers. Spike wandered over and climbed in too, removing his boots and coat. They just fit, and as they made themselves comfortable Buffy snuggled into Spike's side and stretched out her hand over his stomach. She rested her head on his chest and sighed contently as he began gently stroking her head and moving the hair out of her face.

The two just lie there, awake, for hours. They talked about a few things, like life and each other. Then after a while Buffy fell asleep. Spike had his arm around her shoulder as she slept, and soon, he too fell asleep.

A/N: Another chapter up. I hope I've still got an audience for this, not many people are reviewing. If I get 5 reviews I'll write another chapter (hehe bribes…) Nah, I'll write something new anyway. It's fun.