Title: Is True Love Forever?
Summary: Buffy's back in lovely Edmonton and is happy to be reunited with her love, William. But, things have changed since she left last summer, things like Will. Sequel to True Love!
Disclaimer: Don't own any of them. Well, actually I do. You know, the people that aren't from BtVS, like Becky. Meh. They belong to Joss :P
Buffy was sitting on the couch next to Nathan at the Teen Bean. The two had finished their dance, and now were engaged in a conversation. For some reason, Buffy felt strangely attracted to him. 'Could I really have a crush on another guy? Other than Spike? No. Well why shouldn't I?'
"So you're a college student? Where at?" Buffy asked.
"Sunnydale. Have you heard of it? Most people haven't, it's a small town. I usually come up here with my folks on vacation though, it's a tradition."
"Sunnydale? That's where I live," Buffy said. "Odd how we've never crossed paths."
"Are you in college?"
'Oh no,' Buffy thought. 'This is where he finds out how young I am and loses interest. Oh god, what do I do? Lie? No, I cant.' "Not quite," she said, nervously. "I'm still in high school."
"Lucky you," he said. "I wish I could turn back time."
She smiled. "You're not running away."
"Why would I? Just because you're a bit younger than me, doesn't mean I'm spooked. Unless you think it's creepy, a college guy hitting on you."
"Not at all," Buffy said.
"Hey, do you wanna leave this place?" he asked. "I mean, its cool and all. But we could go for a drive, get an ice-cream."
"As long as ice-cream is involved, I'll go anywhere," Buffy said and he smiled.
"I have my car here."
"So do I," Buffy said. "Problem?"
"Which one's nicer?" he asked, laughing. "I have a mustang convertible."
"Okay, definitely yours," Buffy said. "Shall we go?"
"We shall," he said, standing and offered his hand. Buffy smiled as he pulled her up off the sofa. "So what kind of ice-cream do you like?"
"Where to start . . ."
Nathan pulled his car into the Teen Bean parking lot. He looked over at Buffy who was smiling at him.
"This was fun," she said.
"So you'd like to do it again? Or are you just saying that to be kind."
"No, I definitely want to do it again," she said, laughing. "Thanks for the ice-cream."
"You're very welcome."
"Do you have a pen?" she asked.
"I think I have one in . . ." he said, searching through his bag in the back seat. "Here."
Buffy took it from him and turned his hand over. She wrote her number down on the palm of his hand and underneath it wrote her name.
"Just incase you forget," she said.
"I don't think I could."
The two locked eyes and Buffy felt herself drowning in them. 'Am I really feeling this? I haven't since Spike. Maybe it's for the best. I should move on, and be happy. Spike doesn't want me,' she thought. She closed her eyes as their heads grew closer, and felt his lips touch hers. It wasn't like when she had first kissed Spike. 'Why am I comparing? He's not Spike. You need to get over him Buffy! Hello, cute, interested guy kissing you!'
He pulled away and smiled. "Unfortunately, this is where we say good-bye."
'We don't have to,' Buffy thought. "Unfortunately. Call me," she said, opening the car door and getting out.
Buffy sat curled up on her sofa, watching the morning cartoons. She didn't have to work until lunch time, so she had some time to spare. She looked down at her soggy cereal with disgust before standing and walking over to the kitchen. Placing the bowl in the sink, she turned around to open the fridge when the phone rang.
"Hello."
'Buffy, its Nathan.'
"Oh, hi."
'Is this a bad time?'
"No, no. I was just putting my cereal to rest." Buffy realized how stupid that sounded and regretted saying it. "Don't mind me. I'm like this when I don't get much sleep."
'Up late thinking of me?'
"Something like that. Were you?"
'No, actually I got plenty of rest.'
Buffy felt saddened, and went silent.
'But I was dreaming of you.'
All of a sudden, her mood changed and she was smiling uncontrollably. "Really?"
'How could I not? You leave quite an impression.'
"So I've been told."
'Now to the reason why I called . . .I called cause I wanted to know if you wanted to go out for lunch with me?'
"I do. But I cant."
'Oh. Other plans?'
"Work."
'Where do you work? Maybe I could stop by on your break? Or am I smothering? If I am, tell me.'
"No, you're not. And if you are, then I like being smothered." She paused. "I work at Becky's Beauty Salon. Have you heard?"
'Yeah, I know where it is. The strip mall, right?'
"Yep. My breaks around 2."
'I'll be there.'
"Great."
'Well, I'll let you go. You probably have better things to do than talk to me.'
"No, I don't," she said, but fringed. 'God Buff, could you get any lamer?' "I mean, yeah, things. Many things. Important ones too."
He laughed. 'I'll see you at two.'
"Two."
Buffy hung up the phone, feeling embarrassed, but happy. She was finally moving on from Spike. Maybe this was for the best. No, no doubt. This was for the best.
Alexandra started crying upstairs and Buffy sighed. "How am I supposed to tell him I have a kid?"
Summary: Buffy's back in lovely Edmonton and is happy to be reunited with her love, William. But, things have changed since she left last summer, things like Will. Sequel to True Love!
Disclaimer: Don't own any of them. Well, actually I do. You know, the people that aren't from BtVS, like Becky. Meh. They belong to Joss :P
Buffy was sitting on the couch next to Nathan at the Teen Bean. The two had finished their dance, and now were engaged in a conversation. For some reason, Buffy felt strangely attracted to him. 'Could I really have a crush on another guy? Other than Spike? No. Well why shouldn't I?'
"So you're a college student? Where at?" Buffy asked.
"Sunnydale. Have you heard of it? Most people haven't, it's a small town. I usually come up here with my folks on vacation though, it's a tradition."
"Sunnydale? That's where I live," Buffy said. "Odd how we've never crossed paths."
"Are you in college?"
'Oh no,' Buffy thought. 'This is where he finds out how young I am and loses interest. Oh god, what do I do? Lie? No, I cant.' "Not quite," she said, nervously. "I'm still in high school."
"Lucky you," he said. "I wish I could turn back time."
She smiled. "You're not running away."
"Why would I? Just because you're a bit younger than me, doesn't mean I'm spooked. Unless you think it's creepy, a college guy hitting on you."
"Not at all," Buffy said.
"Hey, do you wanna leave this place?" he asked. "I mean, its cool and all. But we could go for a drive, get an ice-cream."
"As long as ice-cream is involved, I'll go anywhere," Buffy said and he smiled.
"I have my car here."
"So do I," Buffy said. "Problem?"
"Which one's nicer?" he asked, laughing. "I have a mustang convertible."
"Okay, definitely yours," Buffy said. "Shall we go?"
"We shall," he said, standing and offered his hand. Buffy smiled as he pulled her up off the sofa. "So what kind of ice-cream do you like?"
"Where to start . . ."
Nathan pulled his car into the Teen Bean parking lot. He looked over at Buffy who was smiling at him.
"This was fun," she said.
"So you'd like to do it again? Or are you just saying that to be kind."
"No, I definitely want to do it again," she said, laughing. "Thanks for the ice-cream."
"You're very welcome."
"Do you have a pen?" she asked.
"I think I have one in . . ." he said, searching through his bag in the back seat. "Here."
Buffy took it from him and turned his hand over. She wrote her number down on the palm of his hand and underneath it wrote her name.
"Just incase you forget," she said.
"I don't think I could."
The two locked eyes and Buffy felt herself drowning in them. 'Am I really feeling this? I haven't since Spike. Maybe it's for the best. I should move on, and be happy. Spike doesn't want me,' she thought. She closed her eyes as their heads grew closer, and felt his lips touch hers. It wasn't like when she had first kissed Spike. 'Why am I comparing? He's not Spike. You need to get over him Buffy! Hello, cute, interested guy kissing you!'
He pulled away and smiled. "Unfortunately, this is where we say good-bye."
'We don't have to,' Buffy thought. "Unfortunately. Call me," she said, opening the car door and getting out.
Buffy sat curled up on her sofa, watching the morning cartoons. She didn't have to work until lunch time, so she had some time to spare. She looked down at her soggy cereal with disgust before standing and walking over to the kitchen. Placing the bowl in the sink, she turned around to open the fridge when the phone rang.
"Hello."
'Buffy, its Nathan.'
"Oh, hi."
'Is this a bad time?'
"No, no. I was just putting my cereal to rest." Buffy realized how stupid that sounded and regretted saying it. "Don't mind me. I'm like this when I don't get much sleep."
'Up late thinking of me?'
"Something like that. Were you?"
'No, actually I got plenty of rest.'
Buffy felt saddened, and went silent.
'But I was dreaming of you.'
All of a sudden, her mood changed and she was smiling uncontrollably. "Really?"
'How could I not? You leave quite an impression.'
"So I've been told."
'Now to the reason why I called . . .I called cause I wanted to know if you wanted to go out for lunch with me?'
"I do. But I cant."
'Oh. Other plans?'
"Work."
'Where do you work? Maybe I could stop by on your break? Or am I smothering? If I am, tell me.'
"No, you're not. And if you are, then I like being smothered." She paused. "I work at Becky's Beauty Salon. Have you heard?"
'Yeah, I know where it is. The strip mall, right?'
"Yep. My breaks around 2."
'I'll be there.'
"Great."
'Well, I'll let you go. You probably have better things to do than talk to me.'
"No, I don't," she said, but fringed. 'God Buff, could you get any lamer?' "I mean, yeah, things. Many things. Important ones too."
He laughed. 'I'll see you at two.'
"Two."
Buffy hung up the phone, feeling embarrassed, but happy. She was finally moving on from Spike. Maybe this was for the best. No, no doubt. This was for the best.
Alexandra started crying upstairs and Buffy sighed. "How am I supposed to tell him I have a kid?"
