Second time lucky?

When Dawn closed the front door behind her she noticed two things; one was that it was eerily quiet and the one thing you could count on with Spike was that unless he was sleeping, he wasn't quiet. The second was the lack of Spike's presence; that strong smell of leather, which seemed to have dominated the house since his arrival, wasn't there. Dawn felt her heart race and slowly, as if worried about what she'd find, she entered the living room. She found Buffy sat there, staring into the wall.

"Where's Spike?" "Spike is gone." Buffy replied tonelessly. Dawn frowned and rushed to her sister's side. "What do you mean he's gone?" her voice breaking slightly at the prospect. Buffy shot an angered look at her sister. "What do you think gone means?"

Dawn looked at her sister in open disgust. "He gave you everything and all this time, all this time you loved him! After everything you did to him! Insulting him, beating him down and all the time Spike never gave up on you! I'm not surprised he left." Buffy leapt to her feet. "He was only staying till he got better Dawn." Dawn shook her head.

"That's a lie and you know it, you do this to them all didn't you? You did it to Riley! He left, but you ran after him didn't you, eventually you ran." Tears collected and spilled down Buffy's cheeks. "It was too late." Dawn's disgust seemed to increase. "So now what? You're going make the same mistake again? He's given and given and all you've done is take Buffy, well its GIVE and take! It's time you GAVE HIM SOMETHING! NOW GO! Go after him, before you make the biggest mistake of your whole life."

Dawn could see energy in Buffy's eyes the realization. Dawn guessed the same look had been in her eyes when she had run after Riley.

Buffy ran down the streets; it was night and flashing lights distracted her, she suddenly realized with a sinking feeling she had no idea where to look. With Riley she had known where to go, now she was running blindly, hoping that sometime along the way she stumbled into him. Tears slid down her cheeks as she continued to run her fastest.

"Thank you Spike, for everything. I don't think I could have broken the spell without you." Spike grinned shyly, but his appreciation was there, it was reflected in his blue eyes. "Yeah well, you hero types always do work everything out in the nick of time." Spike commented dryly. Willow looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I wouldn't call myself the hero type." Spike favored her with a smile, "Yeah well, don't think any of us really knows who we are, not till it matters..." Willow looked at him warmly. "That's smart." Willow said, unknowingly ghosting Dawn's own words to him, back when she had really admired him, and, he remembered with a flattered smirk, she'd had a crush on him. But then the love of the thought seemed to betray him because suddenly the happy warmth turned into hateful pain.

Willow wiped the tears Spike had unknowingly spilt; taking his head she gently pulled him down and kissed his cheek. "You don't have to leave Spike." Spike smiled warmly at her. "Yeah I do, I can't have what I want from Buffy. What I want I can never have; if I stay she'll bleeding kill me. Kill everything I am, though it's not like she hasn't done that already. I'm a shell Red; I have to get out before I become even more of one."

Willow nodded, but sad tears were forming in her eyes. Spike looked at her in awe.

"Hey come on Red, what happened to the days Xander used to plot with you a thousand ways of staking me." Willow laughed, but it was sad. "I'll miss you Spike." Spike smirk and outstretched his arms, he indicated his chest with his head. "You've already snogged me Red, for old time's sake."

Willow wrapped her arms around his neck, and breathed in his scent as his strong arms came around her. She had forgotten what it was like to have a strong man hold her like Spike was. She felt unbelievably soft lips plant a heartbreakingly tender kiss on her cheek; and a soft voice whisper in her ear. "Till the next apocalypse."

And then he was gone. Disappeared into the night with nothing to suggest he had been there at all.

Buffy continued to run; she wasn't in town now, she was by some mountains. She knew pretty soon she was going to end up leaving Sunnydale altogether and then she would have to face the fact that he was gone. "SPIKE! SPIKE PLEASE!! SPIKE!" She thought she sensed him and ran blindly in that direction, despite the ground being sandy.

"SPIKE PLEASE, IF YOU'RE THERE PLEASE WAIT!" Buffy finally lost her balance and fell tremendously down rolling and skidding down the sand before finally throwing herself forward and landing down still on the sand. "Spike please..." Buffy cried desperately, as all her energy left her. "I want you..." Buffy whispered, as her eyes began to droop, and a familiar figure stood in front of her.

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