Buffy's POV
As the three of us walk to the magic box, where the majority of my friends should be, we all stay pretty quiet until Dawn speaks up, "You guys would make great parents ... and a great couple," she says. I glare halfheartedly at her. While Spike looks taken aback. A look of ... want? Desire? Guilt? Shame? written on his face. I'll make a mental note to ask him about that later when Dawn's not around. Spike looks at his feet. "You know, Dawn. I think you're right," I say. Spike looks up, suddenly, love, hope, and admiration written in his eyes. I smile at him slightly, and he smiles back. Uncertainty still in his eyes. Suddenly a zombie grabs him from behind. "Spike!" I whisper shout. Knowing enough about zombies to know that noise attracts them. I quickly help him dispatch of the zombie. "Right, so note to self don't let a beautiful slayer distract you," he mutters. I feel my face heat up, and Dawn looks between us in confusion. "Wait, what?" she asks. "Er, uh, nothin', Bit," Spike says before I can say anything. "Don't worry about it, Dawnie, I guess," I say, a little disappointed. Spike must have noticed cause he leans near my ear, "Why do you soun' so disappointed, Luv. I thought you dinnit want anyone 'earin' when I say stuff like that?" he says. "I don't," I say, without really meaning it. In all honesty, I want him to shout it out to the world, "Look here! This girl, here, this slayer! This is the bloody most beautiful woman in the world! And I love 'er to death! If anyone tries to steal 'er I will kill 'em on the spot, even if it kills me!" But I know he's not gonna do that. Especially after these past couple years. He came to us when he was in trouble on Thanksgiving, and what we'd do, tie him to a chair, and ignore him. Then he continuously helps us. Then he admits his feelings for me, and what do I do? I take this vulnerable vampire and push him around. In disgust nevertheless. Even worse, it was all in disgust I never had. "Buffy, Luv? Earth to Buffy?" Spike's voice breaks through my thoughts. "Sorry, come on, let's get my friends to a safe place," I say reluctant to explain what I was thinking about. "This is gonna get talked 'bout too, Luv," Spike says. Damn it. "Okay, Spike," I agree reluctantly. Soon enough we reach the magic box, and walk in. All together. "What's Captain Peroxide doing here?" Xander asks. "Xander, don't be an ass. Spike's helping us. The zombie apocalypse has broke out," I reply. "You're protecting him? What are you two dating now?" Xander snaps. I scoot closer to Spike, and wrap my arm around his waist giving him a 'just go with it' look, "Maybe we are," I snap back. "But Buff, he's a vampire! An evil soulless vampire!" Xander yells. I pull Spike closer to me, "Yeah, and? If he's an evil soulless vampire, then he's my evil soulless vampire!" I exclaim. I hadn't meant for it to get this far, but oh well, let's just hope Spike doesn't mind. "Um ... So did anyone else break out into song?" Willow suddenly changes the subject, I give her a look reading 'thank you' and she nods. "Merciful Zeus! I thought we were the only ones!" Xander exclaims, "It was like we were talking then we were rhyming and then," Tara cut Anya off, "It was like you were in a musical?" Anya and Xander nodded, "Exactly!" "Giles, what do we do?" Willow asks. Spike leans down next to my ear, "We're gonna talk about that later too," he whispers loud enough for just me to hear, "Understood," I say.
"I have a theory, that it's a demon. A dancing demon? No something isn't right there," Giles starts.
"I've got a theory that some kid is dreaming, and we're all stuck inside his wacky Broadway nightmare," Willow continues.
"I've got a theory we should work this oooout," Xander.
"It's getting eerie what's this cheery singing all abooout," Tara, Willow, and Anya sing in unison.
"It could be witches, some evil whitches, which is ridiculous cause witches they were persecuted, and wicca and loved the earth, and woman power and I'll be over here," Xander.
"I've got a theory it could be bunnies," I roll my eyes at Anya for that one, and see Spike and Dawn do the same.
"I've got a theory ..." Tara starts but Anya interrupts.
"Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes! They got them hoppy legs, and twitchy little noses! And what's with all the carrots? What do they need such good eyesight for anyway? Bunnies, bunnies, it must be bunnies! Or maybe midgets?" Anya.
"I've got a theory we should work this faaast," Willow.
"Because it clearly could get serious before it's paaast," Willow and Giles.
"I've got a theory it doesn't maaaaatter. What can't we face if we're together?" Dawn and I start together.
"What's in this place that we can't weather? Apocalypse ...? We've all been there, the same old trips. Why should we care?" Spike joins Dawn and I.
"What can't we do if we get it in? We'll work this through within a minute. We have to try. We'll pay the price, it's do or die." The other's join in.
"Hey I've died twice," I say at the same time as Spike says, "I'm already dead."
"What can't we face if we're together? What's in this place that we can't weather? There's nothing we can't face," It goes back to everyone singing.
"... except for bunnies," Anya adds in.
"What could possibly be causing this?" Dawn asks. "I don't know, but whatever it is, we need to find out, and quick," Xander says. Spike lays in arm around my shoulders. "It doesn't matter. We will figure it out, and fix it. The lot of you always do," he says. "We do it together," I say, before looking deeply into Spike's blue eyes, "And that includes you," I finish. "Buff, not that I don't trust you, but are you sure it's safe to trust Spike?" Xander asks. "Xander, I swear to god, if you say one more bad thing about Spike, I will throw you to the zombies," I say, glaring at him. "Of course Spike's safe and trust-able," I say.
Spike's POV
"What could possibly be causing this?" Bit asks. "I don't know, but whatever it is, we need to find out, and quick," Xander says. I wrap my arm around Buffy's shoulders. "It doesn't matter. We will figure it out, and fix it. The lot of you always do," I say. "We do it together," Buffy says, looking up into my eyes, her eyes boring into my nonexistent soul, "And that includes you," she says. "Buff, not that I don't trust you, but are you sure it's safe to trust Spike?" the whelp asks. If looks could kill, I swear he'd be dead with the look in Buffy's eyes, "Xander, I swear to god, if you say one more bad thing about Spike, I will throw you to the zombies," she says, still glarin' at 'im. "Of course Spike's safe and trust-able," she says. She trusts me? She trusts me! "Buffy?" I whisper. "I do trust you Spike," she says. "Thank you, I promise, I won't break that trust," I whisper. She smiles at me, "Good," she says. "What is up with you two?" Xander asks. "I - I, we'll explain later," Buffy answers. Looking completely in thought. "Dawn, stay here with them, Spike, come with me, we're gonna do a quick patrol," Buffy says, giving me a 'we're gonna talk about what we need to' look. Dawn and I nod together, "Okay, Buffy," we say in unison.
