"Spike?" Tara said quietly.
They were curled together on the couch watching a movie in his crypt. She had snuggled closer to him at some point during the movie for warmth; which when you think about it is slightly ironic because he had no warmth…at least not physical.
"Yes luv?" he said softly, secretly enjoying the closeness of the blond witch, though he was unsure if he would ever admit it to anyone.
"You could say that we have become 'friend's' lately right?" She sat up from her previous position of being entangled in his arms. He nodded. "Well I wanted to talk to you about something," She blushed a bit "maybe even ask some advice…"
"Anythin' pet."
"Well…I've been thinking about things; namely things with Willow and I." Tara looked down at her hands and played with the hem of her skirt nervously "I-I love her, but with the magic's and everything I don't know if we could ever make it work the way it used to be again. But part of me wants to keep it the way things are. Separate and be just friends."
"Nothing wrong with that, it seems as though you and Red weren't meant'ta be, could be fate or it could be all that karmic crap you all are always going on about." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a smoke. "Do you mind?" he questioned her, meaning the cigarette.
She shook her head, smiling slightly. "It is your place after all."
She looked around and smiled a bit at that statement. It seemed as though it was her place just as much as his these days. After she and Willow had broken up, she had moved back into the dorms. That was a nightmare, due to her roommate from hell and she spent more nights at Spike's then in the dorms.
That was blatantly apparent by the various personal items of hers that were scattered around. It seemed a natural, she and the vampire being buddies. Heaven knew they both needed someone to hang onto these days.
After a rather nasty fight with Buffy a few weeks ago, Spike had ended up at the Espresso Pump, bruised and badly beaten. Tara found him and brought him back to his crypt, patching him up and watching over him; she didn't leave his side for nearly 3 days.
They had become close friends during that time, talking, confiding and venting to each other, totally candid.
It was a relationship that did them both a world of good.