Spike
By A. Price
Disclaimer:I don't own them, Joss Whedon does. I am
just borrowing them.
Summary: This Buffy's POV after "Finally". It's short
and mushy.
I wake up and I am not alone in the bed. This isn't even my bedroom. I am safely snuggled up against a chest, arms are
wrappped around me. When I open my eyes, it's Spike. He looks
surprised that I am still here. "Good Morning, Merry Sunshine!"
I say smiling at him. It's good to see him in the morning.
"Good morning, Luv" he tells me with that beautiful smile.
I think "How did I never notice that smile, before?" It's like
it is reserved just for me.
I need a shower, so I get up dragging sheets behind me. I need
to get my clothes together, they seem to be all over the room.
He is watching me as I pick them up and go to the door.
"Are you leaving?" he asks. There is a little bit of fear in
his voice. I explain that I am going to take a shower. He
seems relieved.
I enjoy a nice, hot shower. At this moment I am so happy that
I am even humming. I have no idea where this is going, and all
I know is that I want to enjoy it. I have had way too much
unhappiness, and I intend to savor this moment.
I get dressed and go back to the bedroom, he is very attentive.
He watches me combing out my hair. I sit down by him, he puts
his strong arms around me and I lean back against him.
He then asks "Buffy, do you have any regrets?" I think to myself
'regrets', no not now, what's done is done, and I feel happy
for a change. I ask him "About what?"
"You know" he says trying to sound annoyed. But I know he's
not, because he is smiling at me.
I decide to tease him a little "You mean about sleeping with
a blood sucking fiend?" I ask grinning.
"That would be it" he smiles broadly back at me.
"No, not a one" I tell him and I mean it. I don't know why,
but I have no guilt right now . I ask what our plans are for
the day, he slyly says it will have to be an 'indoor activity'.
This make my mind race.
"Indoor activity" I say as I kiss him.
He is hugging me again, his face is in my hair and then he
says it, it's almost a whisper but he says it..."Buffy, I
love you." I am shocked, I'm not sure what to do or say, he
makes me happy. But do I love him? If I love him what does it
do to my love for Angel? I am confused, I try to speak but
I can't finish the sentence. He seems to understand.
He is kissing me again and lies me down on the bed. "Is this
a proper indoor activity?" I tease him.
"I don't know how proper it is" he replies. He kisses me again,
and it all makes sense to me. He's right, Angel is gone, and
he's not coming back, and I will always love him, but a small
part of me says it's time to move on. I pull away from the
kiss, I have to tell Spike. "Spike" I say as I take his face
in my hands.
"Yes" he whispers the fear back in his voice.
"Spike. I love you, too." I tell him softly. He looks up at me
with a look that says I've given him the grand prize. He looks
so happy. Our lips find each other again, I don't know what
will happen. I know I am in an impossible relationshiip yet
again. But, I don't care. I'm with him and it's sweetness
again.
The End
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