A.N. Sorry it has taken me forever and a day to update, but I had finals and then my birthday and mostly life just got in the way…soon to come SPUFFY! YAY: D
"There is a trick." The red head said pointedly causing the blonde to quirk an eyebrow in her direction. "A trick? You mean like pulling a bunny out of a hat or like the girl being able to squeeze into a tiny box… that kind of trick?" "No I mean like you have to walk all of his memories to be sure that you love him, I mean really love him." Buffy bit the corner of her lip, worried it a bit. "Not sure how I feel about walking Spike 's memories…is there another way?" "Not if you want to tell him, the spell is very specific, if you aren't sure you love him then you will get stuck in limbo forever." "I suck at that game." She grumbled. "It's pretty easy Buffy, I say a chant, you sit in a sacred circle and you walk Spike memories, tell him what you need to say and presto! You are back home before you even know you are gone." "I don't know Will, I mean I love ya, but you know I get wigged when it comes to magic." "You were all for it last night." She pouted slightly "yeah well that was last night, now I am freaking a bit." Willow eyeballed her. "It's a big deal, like what if I walk his memories and then lose my nerve, so it takes me to ghosty him and I just go blank…then we stare at each other for some undetermined amount of time and I come back feeling worse." "We don't have to if you don't feel comfortable Buff." She tugged on an rebellious strand of hair and looked up at Willow. "I want to see him…God I want to see him so bad, it's just…" she broke off as Willow took one of her hands. "It's just what?" "Maybe I should leave it alone, maybe he doesn't need to know." Willow smiled softly at her friend, looking older and wiser than her 22 years. "The decision is yours to make Buffy; you need to decide if you can live with him not knowing." She held back the retort on the tip of her tongue, wishing for once that Willow wasn't so damn smart. A few minutes of silence passed as Buffy picked at a thread on her bedspread. Finally she met her friends' eyes. "What would you do?" "Me?" "Yeah if you could say goodbye to Tara, what would you do? Even if that was it, no happy ending, no white picket fence…just goodbye. What would you do?" A moment passed as she replied sadly. "I would steal any second I could with her, even if it was just goodbye."Buffy blew out a shaky breath, and forced a grin at her friend. "Great! Sign me up." She replied cheerfully.
Willow tried to stifle a laugh as she watched a perturbed Buffy plopped down in the middle of the sacred circle. "I'm pretty sure you made me wear this damn hat just to make fun of me." She muttered, fingering the feather crown on her head. "No..I swear…" she broke off covering her mouth. "It's part of the ritual." "Yeah the make Buffy look like an ass part…" Willow sighed deeply, clearing her throat as she began to read the incantation. Buffy tried to calm her nerves as Willow took each of her hands into her own. "You have to clear your mind Buffy; don't think about anything but Spike." "Spike," she whispered. Just his name sent an onslaught of emotions running through her. The air was thick with magic as Willow continued, tracing a pattern of symbols in the sand that adorned the ground. Buffy didn't recognize the language she was speaking, but electricity arced in the room, racing up and down her arms, sending tiny jolts through her body. Shadows played across the walls as her breath became more shallow, she was having trouble breathing in and out, as the symbols glowed a dull red color. Spike's voice was almost a whisper in the room as Willows hair was beginning to turn white. "Uh…Will…" Buffy stuttered, voice catching in her throat. Willow didn't answer, just continued to murmur, her voice low.
She could feel the pull of the spell and as Willow voice rose, a bulb overhead popped. "Take Buffy to her beloved, lost to death and time, take Buffy to a place where she can decide! Let her walk his mind, let her see his heart, let her say goodbye before they should part!" Her body was falling back, and back and back….Willow was yelling something but her voice sounded like a whisper as a familiar voice said. "What can I tell you Baby, I've always been bad."
Willow fell face first into the floor, breathing heavily as she tried to catch her breath. Ok note to self, when performing ancient long forgotten love spells, make sure that said subject is dead first! She pushed up on her elbows and stared down at the comatose Slayer. Spike was alive… "Well," she huffed, blowing a stray piece of hair from her face. "This should be interesting."