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Friends, Enemies, Lovers by DarkSlaya

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Enemies, Friends, Lovers

-What exactly happened after Buffy talked to Principal Wood in
“Lies My Parents Told Me” This is pretty much just one of my sappy fics that i have a knack for writing, if ya don't feel like reading sappy-age don‘t read it. I decided to write my own ending while I impatiently wait for the next new episode-

Buffy was a little angry. Mostly at Robin for attempting to seek revenge on one of the strongest warriors she had and somewhat at Giles for leading her away from Spike so Robin could kill him. “What a setup...” She mumbled under her breath as she walked down the street, heading wherever her feet would carry her. Her stake firmly grasped in her hand just in case she came across an unwanted vampire.

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Spike hadn’t gotten very far when he noticed Buffy and began following her, like he used to do back in the ‘good ole days’ He felt that it was still his job to watch over and protect her as long as she lived. He failed the first time and refused to fail again.

The slayer stopped in her path. Sensing someone following her, she slowly turned around. She knew it was him, she always knew. “Hey Luv.” Spike’s hands were in his pockets, making him look less guilty of following her.

“Playing follow the leader again?” Buffy didn’t mind that he was there, not that she ever really did, but this time she wouldn’t make it a point to drive him away. Instantly she felt safer with him around, so much that she put the stake that she had been carrying, into her pocket.

Spike shrugged. “Just watching over you.” He casually said as if it were nothing. Buffy looked down at her feet and smiled. When she was sure the smile was forced from her face, she looked back up hoping he hadn’t noticed. He did of course, and half-smiled--she loved when he did that.

“So what did Master of the Crosses have to say about the little rumble he and I had?” Spike expected some story of lies judging by how much Wood wanted to kill him.

Buffy sighed before she spoke. “Not a lot. Next time something like that happens though, kill him. We don’t have time for vendetta’s, which is exactly what I told him.” They looked at each other for a moment, Spike wasn’t quite able to believe that she had said such a thing to Wood.

He stepped a few feet closer too her and brushed a stray hair from her face. “Thought for sure you’d wanna keep him alive and drive a sharp stake through my heart.” He said, in just barely a whisper.

“It’s the other way around. I don’t kill humans, remember?” Buffy said in the same volume. She gave one of those ‘barely there’ smiles.

It took him a few seconds to understand exactly what she meant, but when he finally did, it suddenly hit him why he loved the slayer so much. She was the sweetest, most gorgeous, kick-ass woman on the face of the planet, everything about her was perfect. He quickly pondered the thought of kissing her in his mind, wondering that if he did she’d either: a) punch him and yell at him, b) get quiet and walk away not knowing how she should react, or c)...

Before he could finish his muse on the subject, she softly brushed her lips across his as if she had read his very thoughts. Then she pulled away, still relatively close to him, looking into his eyes. Spike was in an immobile state, full of complete bliss. When he finally “woke up” from his shocked stare, he couldn’t resist her any longer and pulled her to him by her shirt, kissing her passionately.

Together on the sidewalk they stood kissing for an unknown time period, only interrupted because of the cool rain that began to fall onto their moonlit faces. Holding hands, they looked up to the cloudy sky in unison. “It’s raining.” Buffy whispered.

Spike chuckled. “And you win a prize for stating the obvious, Luv.” He took off his duster and draped it over her shoulders. She put her arms through the sleeves, two of her could fit in it that’s how big it was on her, she didn’t mind though because it kept her warm and it smelled like him.

As Spike began to start the walk home, Buffy grabbed his arm. “Spike..”

He turned facing her. “What’s it, Slayer?”

Buffy wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder, only wanting to remember what it felt like to be in his arms. One difference she noticed was that this time, instead of wanting to run off while he struggled to make her stay, she stayed because she felt safe, like she knew that he would always protect her and be there for her. Deep down she loved him and always would, later she would tell him.

After reaching her front porch, wet from the rain, they sat together on the white wooden swing, both falling asleep. Buffy to the sound of the rain and Spike to the sound of her beating heart.

The End

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