Buffy cry of indignation brought Willow running in.
"What's wrong!?" she asked. She understood the problem when Angel turned Spike around a smashed his mouth that his.
"Oh," Willow said meekly.
"Oh!" Buffy yelled. "This is so beyond 'oh!' My boyfriend is gay. He's in love with my ex! My ex is gay!"
Spike pushed Angel back gently. "Angel, please. We can't...We just... we can't."
Before Willow could think of the consequences of her words she whined, "Really? But you two are in love!"
Buffy glared at her. "What do you mean 'you two are in love?' Willow, what do you know?" she growled.
"Eep!" Willow smacked her forehead. "Darn it. I, uh... I sorta alreadyknewthatAngellovedSpike. Kinda."
"What? Slowly down!"
"Angel kinda already told me that he was in love with Spike," she said quietly.
"And you didn't tell me," Buffy snapped.
"Sorry. Angel told me in a confidential conversation. I couldn't tell you."
"So you let me leave them alone together! Here I am helping you with your break up, and you couldn't tell me? There was no break up, was there?"
Willow stuttered. "Oh, o- of c-course there - was. I loved Sarah a... a lot."
"You said her name was Cindy. Dammit, Willow!"
Angel stood in front of Spike. "Why can't we be together?"
"We wouldn't work, Angel. We'd get hurt."
"Spike please, I love you. I can't function without you. I've wanted you for so long, please, please don't leave me."
Spike heard the desperation in Angel's voice, and saw the pleading in his eyes. He stroked his cheek, ignoring everyone else in the room. Angel was the only one he saw.
"Okay. Okay, we'll try. I love you, Angel, we'll try."
They kissed softly and Buffy grouped loudly.
"See Willow, you helped him steal Spike!"
"Oi, I'm not a bloody toy. I can make my own choices."
Buffy ignored Spike. "He's under some love spell, isn't he!?"
"No! I wouldn't do that."
"Do I even exist," Spike gripped. "I'm not under a sodding spell. I've loved Angel for over a hundred bloody years. Buffy, I'm sorry. I love you, I do, and I loved Dru, but I I'm in love with Angel."
"Have you tried to not be?" Buffy grinded out between clenched teeth.
Spike looked at Angel, sighing. "Of course I have. Do you know what it's like loving someone you think will never love you back?"
"Apparently."
Willow waved her hand. "To be fair, you haven't broken up with the Immortal yet. He still thinks you two are getting married."
"What?" Spike roared.
"Thanks Willow," Buffy said sarcastically. "I just... I heard you were back and came to see you. I was going to break up with him."
"So you slept with me while engaged to my enemy?"
Angel made a face of distaste, but stayed quiet.
"You cheated with Angel! A frickin' guy, and my ex."
"Yeah, well... You're right, I slept with Angel."
"Really? I thought you two just kissed."
"Don't act dumb, it doesn't suit you."
Buffy turned on Angel. "What about your curse. You two can't be together with the curse. Unless you want Angel coming after you, that is."
Angel's heart sank. He was going to lose Spike before he even had him. "I don't know."
Spike spoke sure and strong in his stance. "We'll work around it. I love him."
Angel looked at Spike, awestruck. He was willing to live without sex to be with him?
"Um, Buffy don't hate me, but... I kinda have a way to fix the curse, " Willow said meekly.
"Unbefuckinglievable!" Buffy screamed, at the end of her rope with the whole situation.
"You found a spell?" Angel asked, shocked.
"I actually made one. It'll work. I can do it whenever you want."
Spike could have kissed the redhead. He wrapped his arm around Angel's neck and kissed him softly.
Buffy stormed out in a huff, pissed beyond words.
"I love you, Angel," Spike whispered, brushing his lips against his.
Angel's heart swelled. "I love you too."
Angel pulled Spike flush to his chest, kissing him heatedly.
Willow coughed. "Um, should I leave?"
Spike looked at her. "When can we do the spell?"
"Anytime you guys want."
"Now?"
"I guess. I bet Angel can get the supplies from Wolfram and Hart. Is that what you want?"
Angel and Spike spoke together. "Yes."