"What are you doing?" Buffy asked, also getting out.
"Thought I might buy you a meal, try to make up for before. Besides, if you had money, you wouldn't be walking," the vampire said.
"What if I said I was walking to save money and keep in shape?"
"I've been following you. You haven't stopped for food or anything in the past three days. I don't think you have any money. Why are you passing up a free meal?"
"Because we're supposed to be enemies, not friends."
"Doesn't that apply to Angel too?"
"Angel was different!"
"How? He didn't try to kill you when you first met?"
"That was part of it."
"Just because a demon doesn't try to kill you on first means he has a heart of gold."
"I know you surely don't have one."
They sat down. A waitress came over. "What can I get for you?" she asked.
"The young lady would like a hamburger, well done, french fries, and a Coke," Spike said. "I don't want anything."
"Okay," she said. "I'll bring the soda out in a minute."
"Spike!" Buffy hissed.
"What?" he said innocently. "I thought most Americans like hamburgers."
"I do like hamburgers. I just didn't expect you to order for me."
"Angelus must have thrown you for a loop when he lost his soul again. From what I knew, you trusted men."
"I do. I just don't trust you."
The waitress put the plate down in front of Buffy. "Can I get you anything else?" she asked.
They both shook their heads no. As the waitress walked away, Buffy started eating. A quiet fell over them as she ate. Buffy hadn't realized how hungry she was. She had gotten used to the hunger pains a few days ago when her money ran out. It felt good to eat.
When she was done, Spike said, "Feel better?"
She nodded.
"Where are you headed?"
"Don't know. Just going."
"Think you'll go back?"
"Don't know."
"Why are you running? Unless you have some demons inside, you left them back in Sunnydale."
"I was having some problems and I had to get away."
"What about your Watcher?"
"I don't know. Sure, I trust him, but the problems are between me and my mother."
"And you're hurting everyone else because…? I always took you for one of those types that looks out for everyone else first."
"Okay, the attitude doesn't fit the vampire. What happened? Did Dru dump you or something?"
"I didn't figure you to be telepathic too, but yeah, she did. Ditched me just before I started following you. She was screaming for me to turn around and take her back to her precious dolls and her precious Angelus. When I wouldn't, she had me stop the car and she got out. Last I saw her, she was walking the other way."
"You left her?"
"No, love, she left me when Angelus returned. She's just physically leaving me now." He paid the bill and they went back outside. "Come on, let's go find some motel rooms."
"I thought you slept during the day."
"Usually, but I didn't want to lose you and end up in a pile of dust down the road."
"How do you travel in daylight?"
"The windows are darkened so the sun can't get in. A little space is left so I can see."
They arrived at a motel down the street. Spike went in to get rooms. A few minutes later he came back out with a wicked grin on his face.
"There's only one room, Slayer," he said, "with one bed." She started to protest. "I don't think either of us wants to sleep in the car, so I took the room under the pretense that we were newlyweds on our honeymoon." Buffy got out of the car and Spike got a suitcase out of the trunk.
"What's that for?" Buffy asked.
"The pretense that we're newlyweds. Besides, you haven't changed in days. I've learned from experience that mortal women have a thing about being clean."
Buffy sighed and went into the room. She pulled a T-shirt and a pair of boxers out of the
suitcase and went
into the bathroom when they got in the room. The shower
felt great. She
toweled dry when she was done, dressed, and wrapped a towel
around her hair.
Spike was lounging on the bed when she got out.
"Did you eat?" she asked.
He nodded. "There's a hair dryer and a brush on the
dresser and
toothpaste and a toothbrush by the sink. I guess you want
me to get a shower
too," he said.
"That would be nice," she replied. "Especially if
we're going to be
sharing the bed."
He got up, picked out some clean clothes, and headed
towards the
bathroom. While he was taking a shower, Buffy dried and
brushed her hair and
brushed her teeth. He came out as she was getting into
bed. His blond hair
was damp and his T-shirt showed faint signs of muscle. He
smiled faintly as
he climbed in next to her. "Spike?" Buffy asked.
"Yes, pet?" he asked, turning on his side to see her
better.
"Did you love Dru?"
"I had an attraction to her. When I first met her,
she was so helpless
and weak. It might have just been that I had never really
felt a woman's
touch or kiss while I was alive. And did you love Angelus?"
"When he was Angel I did. He was caring and sweet and
he looked out for
me. When he lost his soul, a part of me still did, but as
time went on, it
lessened a bit."
Buffy's skin tingled at Spike's closeness. When she
looked in his dark
eyes, she felt like he was drawing her in. He gently
caressed her face and
her skin shivered at its coolness, but she didn't pull
away. To her surprise, he brushed a strand of hair out of
her face. He lowered
his face until it was about an inch away. His closeness
sparked something in
her. He quickly stold a kiss. Whatever had started to
spark in Buffy,
ignited into a flame. Something in his eyes told her he
felt the same way.
He moved closer and studied her face for a moment. Then he
bent his head down
and gently brushed her lips with his. The kiss was soft at
first, but became
more passionate. It was sweeter than anything either had
ever known.
Reluctantly, Spike pulled away. He lay down on the bed and
put his arm around
her.
"Good night, Slayer," he said.
"Good night, William," she said.
"Okay, okay. Good night, ducks."
"Good night." She snuggled closer to him. They both
fell asleep content
and happy, hoping the love and unusually alliance would
last when they both
woke in the morning.
THE END
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