Chapter 2

Spike placed Buffy on her feet when they got to her dorm room. She managed to get the door open and Spike helped her inside. She sat down on her bed and he sat next to her, gently rubbing her head.

“Does it feel better?”

Buffy nodded and felt another headache coming on. “Good thing for Slayer healing. I should be fine tomorrow,” she told him and lay down on her bed.

Spike then felt nervous and stood up. “I guess I should go now.”

Buffy grabbed his hand before he could walk away. “Could you stay with me? Willow probably won’t be coming back tonight. She’s been gone most nights. I think she has a friend to stay with or something. You could take her bed. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind, I just really don’t wanna be alone right now.”

Spike nodded and gave her hand a squeeze; he then let it go and walked over to Willow’s bed. He took his shoes and duster off. He looked over at Buffy and noticed that she was already asleep. He smiled and got as comfortable as he could on the bed. He watched her sleep for a few moments before he then joined her in slumber.


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Spike woke up and looked beside him to see that Buffy wasn’t in her bed anymore. He figured that she went to take a shower. He noticed that she shielded the window, so he would be safe from the sun. He was very grateful for that. Spike decided to make himself busy, while he waited for her to get back. He looked around her room and saw a jewelry box next to her bed. He picked it up and noticed how old it looked. He figured it must have been a gift from Joyce. He opened it to notice a few bracelets inside. She didn’t always wear a lot of jewelry, afraid that they would get broken or lost during patrol. He saw something under the bracelets and moved them out of the way to get a better look. He then was shocked at what he found. He pulled the skull ring out, the same ring that he gave her during the spell. He couldn’t believe that she actually kept it. It was just a ring that he found at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box. He would have probably given her something nicer, but that was all he had on him at the time. He was broken out of his reverie when the door opened.

Buffy walked inside and stopped suddenly when she saw what he was looking at. Her cheeks grew red as she walked over to her closet, avoiding his gaze.

Spike decided to be the one to speak first. “You kept this?”

She sighed and turned back to him. “I was going to give it back. I just never got around to it.” She sat down on her bed.

He put the ring back inside the jewelry box and placed it on her dresser. “Were you really?” he wondered.

Buffy shook her head. “No, I wasn’t. I figured you probably wouldn’t miss it. I wanted it as a reminder of what happened. Willow didn’t actually go through with the forgetful spell, but I kept it just incase. I guess I really didn’t wanna forget.”

Spike thought about what to say to that. “Why would you want to remember?”

Buffy shrugged and looked away from him. “I was happy. That was the first time I really felt happy in a while, I didn’t want to forget feeling that way,” she said in a soft voice, still looking away from him.

Spike then got up and moved to her side. He sat down next to her. “Buffy, look at me.”

She took a deep breath before finally looking up at him. She couldn’t read the expression on his face, but no one has ever looked at her like that before.

“Do you think it was real? I mean, everything we felt. It couldn’t have been just the spell. Red only said we should get married, she never said anything about us being in love. It felt real to me, Buffy. I know we may have acted repulsed when it ended, but that was the farthest thing from my mind. I never wanted to stop kissing you,” he explained and noticed a tear fall down her face. He quickly wiped it away.

Buffy closed her eyes at his touch.

“I didn’t either,” she whispered and opened her eyes to look into his. “I’m scared, Spike. I’ve never felt anything like this before. That’s why I was so distracted last night and why I’ve been distracted the last few weeks. That’s probably why I rejected Riley. He wasn’t you.”

Spike felt touched at her words. He then cupped her cheek and moved closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

Buffy didn’t hesitate as she responded to his kiss.

He kissed her with everything that he had and knew he would never be able to get enough. He pulled away when he felt that she needed to breathe and moved his lips to her neck. He trailed tiny kisses up and down her neck and she didn’t even flinch at his mouth being on her pulse point. He then moved to her ear and nibbled on it.

Buffy let out a moan.

Spike smiled. “God, what you do to me,” he whispered in her ear.

She closed her eyes again.

He then pulled away a few seconds later.

Buffy opened her eyes at the loss of contact. She was confused about why he stopped.

He only gave her another smile. “We don’t have to rush anything, Buffy. I want to make this work. I’m bloody crazy about you, kitten. We can make this work, right?”

Buffy nodded, without even needing to think about it. “We’ll make it work. I don’t care what anyone says.”

He graced her with an even bigger smile. “That’s my girl.”

She was finding it hard to stop the tears that wanted to flow down her face at just those words. She wrapped her arms around Spike and hugged him close.

He did the same and held her against him.

“Always,” she whispered in his ear.

That one word was enough to make him the happiest man on earth. He planted a kiss on the top of her head and held her tighter. Buffy was all his now and nothing would ever change that.