Spike sat in his old crypt with a bottle of whiskey, he just stared blankly at the bottle thinking of Buffy.
Shes seen me and now she will want to kill me. He thought to himself he took a longswig of the whiskey and sighed to himself. It was just a matter of time till she came looking for me. He thought to himself.
It was nightfall and Buffy had seen a person from her past last night, just a glimpse was enough to send shivers down her spine. She knew what she had to do, she had to find him and that is what she was doing.
She walked into a familiar cemetery and looked at a familiar crypt. She looked at the candlelight glowing from a small window and after a few moments of hesitating weather she should go in or not she started to walk. Slowly walk, not fast just slow so she could figure out what the hell she was doing. Why she was doing it and if it was a good idea. As she got closer to the crypt her heart started to beat faster and faster, her palms where sweating and she started to loose grip of her stake she had clenched in her hands. She managed to walk all the way up to the door and looked at the black heavy door and reached for the handle and slowly turned it round making a loud creek sound as she opened it.
Spike saw her walk in and could tell straight away that she was nervous.
"Slayer." He stood up and placed the whiskey bottle down on a tomb.
"What are you doing back?" She quietly asked him trying not to sound to nervous and afraid.
He took a step towards her and she took a step back clenching the stake harder in her hand, he noticed the stake and backed away smiling at her.
"I don't want to frighten you pet." He said calmly to her.
"Frighten is not the word. You tried to rape me Spike." She told him with anger in her voice.
"I know." He paused for a second and looked deeply into her eyes. "And I'm sorry."
Buffy could tell that he was deeply sorry the way he said it sounded so meaningful. She didn't answer him.
"I mess when I left." He held his arms out. "But I've changed."
She slightly laughed at him. "You see seem to be the same Spike who left."
"No I'm not luv. That Spike is long gone." He told her and stepped closer to her this time she didn't step back.
"Why did you come back?" She asked him, her voice still calm and quiet.
"To help." He swallowed hard. "And to say I'm sorry for all the pain I have caused you."
Buffy thought to herself that he let all the pain go away when she was with him, but now looking at him all she could think about was he trying to rape her. "I don't want anything to do with you."
"That's going to be a bit hard luv."
She shook her head slowly at him. "No. It won't." She held up the stake to Spike.
Spike backed away and looked at her. "Think you can do it?"
She stepped closer to him and he walked backwards until he bumped into a wall. "Then do it." He nodded at her.
She walked up to him holding the stake tighter and tighter in her hand that blood started to drip through cracks in her hands. He looked at her face, her hands they were shaking.
"You can't do it." He laughed.
"Keep laughing, it will only make it easier." Buffy told him.
Spike nodded to her. "Okay. Kill me…But will that really make you feel happy again? Putting me out of your life by killing me?" He paused. "Because I'll always be with you, in your memories." He said softly. "Weather you like it or not luv."
She new he was right and slowly lowered the stake. "You have changed." She said softly to him. "But I don't think I want to find out who you have become." Her voice changed from soft to madness
Spike shrugged and brushed past her to pick up his whiskey bottle. "Fine by me luv." He then casually walked up to the door and pulled it open for her.
Buffy looked at him one last time and left his crypt.
Spike lent back on the door and closed his eyes, he sighed and threw his whiskey bottle across the crypt. Buffy heard the sound of glass shattering and she stopped then carried on to walk away.
I hope you all like it! It's the first time I have posted on here in ages!
