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It was a warm night in Sunnydale and Buffy went out patrolling, then afterwards, she was to meet Xander and the others at the Bronze to discuss the latest Big Bad in town.

Buffy walked along the streets, kicking rocks and twirling her stake. She was bored and alone, she was more alone often than not these days. She figured it would just give her time to ponder her thoughts. Just then a vampire jumped down in front of her from a dumpster.

“You! The Slayer!” The female vampire screeched, she was a very well kept vampire, up to date with clothing styles and everything.

Buffy was impressed, but that wasn’t going to stop her from killing the vamp. “Very good, you know, I always appreciate a vampire that recognizes me cause usually they’re just dumbfounded.” Buffy had the vampire distracted, she took her stake and plunged it into the vampires heart. “Well you know what they say...whoever “they” is. All we are is dust in the wind.” Buffy said victoriously. “These fights just get more and more dull every time, oh well, a fight is a fight, once you kill the opponent you’re lonely again.” Buffy spoke to herself, as she often did these days.

Buffy walked down the alley next to the Bronze and kicked one last rock before walking in the door. The place was almost empty, it was depressing night, so she expected that. Xander, Willow, Dawn and Anya, who was starting to be a part of the group again, were no where in sight. She did see someone though, sitting in the shadows.

As she slowly walked over, he stood and pulled out a chair for her. “Thank you.” She kindly said. “Where are the others?” She asked, sounding a little worried.

“They told me to tell you they wouldn’t be coming, they’ve gone off looking at an apartment for Red. Said you could come along if you wanted and if not they’d meet you back home later. That was an hour ago.” The soul-filled vampire explained.

Buffy sighed. “Always left in the dust.” She murmured as she placed her stake back in her pocket.

“You have me, I won’t leave you in the dust, not again. I won’t leave.” Spike spoke softly.

She smiled, showing thanks. “This place has changed so much since I first came here, so has Willy’s Alibi and the Fish Tank...not that I go there, but you know.”

“Right Slayer.” He said. “Care to dance?” He asked. “I requested our song.”

“Our song? We have a song? When did this happen and where was I?...What song?” Buffy looked confused. For one, they weren’t even an our or a we anymore, were they?

Spike laughed. “We do have a song, you picked it, you should know what it is.” She shrugged, not remembering. “The Wind Beneath My Wings, remember? That day Red put a spell on all of us to have her will done or whatever. We were getting married, ole Rupert was blind, and Xander was a demon magnet?” He explained.

“Oh yeah...sure, I’ll dance with you, Spike.” She was glowing, he had remembered the song she picked.

“Right then, let’s go.” He stood and took her hand pulling her up. As they walked to the dance floor, he gave a band member a look, and they stopped the current song. “It’s nice when people still believe I’ll bite them if they don’t do what I want.” Spike said.

“They must be living under a rock to not know who you are.” She slightly laughed.

He shrugged in agreement and put his arms around her waist. He was surprised that she even agreed to dance, or even stuck around long enough for him to get a chance ask.

Buffy put her arms around his neck and for a second, their eyes met, as if for once they were actually seeing the real soul inside of each other. She then rested her head on his shoulder. And “their” song began to play.

It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight on your face
You were content to let me shine, that’s your way
You always walked a step behind

Buffy snuggled closer to him as they danced, so many thoughts ran through her mind.

So I was the one with all the glory
While you were the one with all the strength
A beautiful face without a name, for so long
A beautiful smile to hide the pain

Buffy finally realized this truly was their song, It fit them very well, Buffy could picture herself singing those first few verses to Spike.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero
And everything I would like to be
And I can fly higher than an eagle
You are the wind beneath my wings.

Spike unconsciously played with a lock of Buffy’s hair. The only thought going through his mind was that he still loved her, ever after all that’s happened.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed
But I’ve got it all here in my heart
I want you to know I know the truth
Course I know you
I would be nothing without you.

He knew he was nothing without her, if she felt the same, he didn’t know, but he wished he could read her every thought.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero
You’re everything I wish I could be
I could fly higher than an eagle
You are the wind beneath my wings.

There were so many things Buffy wanted to tell Spike. Things that would most likely make him faint after hearing them come from her. Luckily, the song was about to tell him some of the things for her.

Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?
You’re everything, everything I wish I could be
Oh and I, I can fly higher than an eagle
For you are the wind beneath my wings
For you are the wind beneath my wings
You you you
You are the wind beneath my wings.

He needed to tell her, now. No, he couldn’t ruin the dance or the song, this may be their last one if he tells her and she gets angry and runs out.

Fly!
Fly!
Fly away!

Fly away. That’s what both of them wanted to do at that very moment, fly to a land where everything was perfect.

You let me fly so high
You the wind beneath my wings
Oh you you you
The wind beneath my wings

Buffy didn’t want the song to ever end, she liked standing there in his arms. She, for once, didn’t feel alone, she felt loved and she felt safe there in his arms.

Fly!
Fly so high against the sky
So high I almost touch the sky
Thank you Thank You
Thank god for you
The wind beneath my wings.

The song had ended, that meant they had to go sit back down. Would Buffy's loneliness return? She lifter her head from his shoulder and looking into his eyes once again. No longer did she see a pathetic, soul-less vampire, she saw a man. And she loved him.

Then they both spoke at once.

“Buffy...” He said.
“Spike...” She said.

“You go, I need more time to...um...uh...think about what I wanted to say, yeah that’s it.” Buffy said.

“Alright, Buffy, I need to tell you something and you probably look at me weird, punch me in the face, possibly even kick me, then you’ll run aw--” He began to ramble and she interrupted.

Buffy spoke softly. “I love you too Spike.” She smiled.

“How did you...Slayer can you read thoughts by any chance?” Spike looked a little shocked, then realized what she actually just said to him. “Wait...you what me?”

She’d never seen him all flustered and nervous before, she couldn’t help but giggle. “No I can’t read thoughts, and I ‘love’ you...shall I define the word ‘love’ for you? I hear with old age comes memory loss.”

Spike was in disbelief, and with that came him being very defensive and got a serious face. “You shouldn’t joke around like that slayer, it isn’t funny at all.”

“Spike, I’m not joking, I understand why you think I am, but I’m not. I really and truly love you.” She gave him a reassuring smile.

“I...um...wow. I was not expecting that.” He said, he was keeping calm but by the looks of it, he wanted to jump up and down with happiness. “I love you too, Buffy.”

All she could do was smile, and smile, and smile. Her smile was contagious, as Spike smiled too. Finally, something was going his way. “Walk you home, Luv?” Spike asked.

“Yes, please.” Buffy took his hand, and she held it the entire walk home. She kept singing their song, over and over again to herself. She was definitely going to buy that CD the next day.

They stopped as they came to the Summer’s back porch. “Well this is where I get off, Pet.” Spike said. He didn’t want to leave, but he had booked a spot almost a month ahead of time in the big end-of-the-year kitten poker match with Clem and the other nicer demons.

“Ok--” Buffy began to say as they heard yelling coming from the front yard. Buffy and Spike quickly walked around the house only to find Willow, Xander, Dawn and Anya, shooting each other with water guns. There was an extra super soaker sitting on the steps waiting for Buffy.

Spike and Buffy both laughed. “Well I better go join in on the super soaker-y fun. Thank you for tonight Spike, It was nice.” They exchanged a kiss and Buffy ran off to explain to her friends what had happened and to get soaked.

“Love you, My Slayer.” Spike said, as he began walking back to his crypt.

The End

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