Rating: G/PG
Season VII Ð after LMPSTM. Ôcause he shouldnÕt have had to waitÉ.
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Buffy
left Robin lying on the floor of his vampire-proof garage (A trap! A trap
for Spike!), still so angry that she was shaking. ÒTried to kill Spike Ð he tried to kill
Spike - and Giles helped him!Ó She
felt sick to her stomach with the knowledge that her former watcher had
participated in the attempt to leave her to face the First without her
strongest warrior and without the man he insisted she loved. Like that was going to make her a
better fighter! Had he forgotten that grief-stricken Buffy tended to go
catatonic if the calamities piled up too high? It gradually crept into her consciousness that she was more
upset at the thought of losing Spike, the man, than at losing another warrior.
Spike
stayed away the rest of the night and next day, so she had no chance to talk to
him until the following evening.
He came by to see if she wanted the potentials to do any more training
and found Buffy sitting on the porch steps. As he approached and went to sit down beside her he saw that
she was fighting back tears. He
flashed back two years to the time he had gone there to kill her and ended up
trying to comfort her about her momÕs illness. ÒBuffy, whatÕs wrong, love?Ó He wiped an escaped tear from
her cheek with his thumb.
Suddenly
his arms were full of sobbing girl Ð Slayer-strength arms clinging to him in a
way that would have broken bones in a human man.
ÒHe,
they, tried, tried to take you away from me,Ó she hiccupped.
ÒThey?Ó
he asked. ÒWho, they?Ó
ÒGiles,Ó
she spat out. ÒGiles was in on it.
He tried to stall me in the cemetery, tried to keep me away until Robin could
k-kill you.Ó She began cryng
again, but softly this time, soaking his shirt with her tears. ÒHe tried to tell me it was for my own
good. As though taking away the man I love was going to help me fight the
First.Ó
Spike
sat frozen in place, wondering if she was even aware of what she had said. Somehow, even though his cool body was
completely still, his entire inside felt suffused with warmth that spread from
his unbeating heart all the way to his toes and fingers.
ÒShush,
love, shush. Stop crying, please.
IÕm right here, arenÕt I? They failed and I doubt theyÕll try again now that
they know weÕll be watching for it.Ó
She
pulled back and looked up at him grimly. There was nothing soft about her
tear-stained face Ð it was pure Slayer.
ÒThey wonÕt try it again because they know IÕll hurt them,Ó she stated
flatly. Wiping her eyes with the
palm of her hand, she sniffled a few more times and took a deep, shuddering
breath to end the crying. She
looked up at him and met his gaze straight on. ÒI thought IÕd lost you,Ó she said calmly.
ÒOh,
come on, Slayer, youÕve been trying to lose me for years. You know IÕm not that
easy to get rid of.Ó He smiled at her and tipped her chin up, happy to see a
small quirk to her lips at that very true statement.
ÒSpike,
you know last year - how you tried so hard to convince me I loved you?Ó
ÒYes....Óhe
drew the reply out slowly, not sure where she was going with this line of
thought and remembering the last time he tried to ÒshowÓ her.
ÒWell,Ó
she said simply, Òturns out you were right. So, I guess you can gloat if you
want to. Spike right Ð Buffy
wrong.Ó She peered up at him from behind her hair to see what his reaction was
going to be.
ÒRight
about what, pet?Ó he teased
gently, tucking her hair behind her ear. ÒCould you be a little more
specific? IÕm right about so many
things, you know. Music, movies,
carsÉ..Ó His ramble was cut off by two soft, yet demanding, lips on his. Somewhere during what turned into a
very long kiss, Buffy came up for air long enough to say, ÒI love you, Spike.
Is that specific enough for you?Ó
ÒItÕll
do, Slayer, itÕll do.Ó
The End
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