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Endless Summer

It was finally there and in full force. Hot, humid, and sticky. Summer. It was great to finally have it back; Buffy felt that this summer would be a good one. After defeating The First, there was nothing left to worry about but slaying the typical vampire, which didn’t bother her much.

Buffy was on her way to meet Spike at his new place, he had gotten an apartment not far from Buffy’s house. He had decided that living in a crypt just wasn’t his ideal way of living any longer.

They had been together now for about 3 months, Buffy finally got the courage to tell him that she loved him, and of course the feeling was mutual. They’d made a plan to get together every other night in the summer when he got his new place.

Walking down his new street, Buffy scanned the address numbers of several apartment buildings and finally found his, this was the first time she’d seen the building, she was impressed. Walking slowly up to the door, she found a row of doorbells, running her finger along the apartment numbers she found his and pressed the button.

The small intercom by the doorbells began to ‘speak’ to her. “Lemme guess, the person standing at my door is female, bottle-blonde, and extremely gorgeous?” Spike said, hoping to god it was in fact Buffy at the door.

“No, this is Pat Sajak; game show host of the Price is Right.” She replied back.

Spike chuckled, for more than one reason. He pressed the button to open the door for her and she began her journey up the flight of stairs that led to his place, apartment number 14.

She wondered why it had that number considering there were only 6 apartments in the building. Shrugging off her inquisition, she reached his door where he was standing waiting for her arrival. Buffy smiled as she approached him.

“Good to see you, Luv. Come on in.” He greeted her and stepped aside to let her inside.

Buffy stepped inside and her breath was instantly taken away. The place was gorgeous. He had modern art hanging on the walls, black leather furniture, big screen TV, shag carpet and everything else that made the place perfect, she knew for a fact she’d be there more than she would be at her own house. “I love what you’ve done with the place.”

“Thanks, Pet.” Spike walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “This isn’t the best part though, close your eyes.” He took her hand and led her through the room and into another, stopping in front of sliding doors. Spike opened the doors and led her out onto a balcony that was big enough to hold chairs and a table with room left to stand. “Open your eyes.” He said, as he stood against the railing, staring off into the warm night.

Buffy did as she was told and just like seconds before, her breath was taken away. “Spike! You have a view! A surprisingly nice view for that fact.” She stood next to him, gazing off into the distance at the lights of the town. “You can see my house from here.” Buffy pointed out.

“Yeah, watched you come out the door tonight.” He smiled at her. “And when you go home, look out your bedroom window, I’ll wave to you.”

She smiled. Could he get any sweeter? Buffy was very sure that she could get a toothache any minute now. She was pulled out of her thoughts by Spike pulling her over to the table and chairs where they both took a seat. “What if I don’t go home? I like it too much here.”

“Well, we’re going to have to be clear on a few things first if you decide to stick around.” Spike said in a serious tone of voice.

“Okay...” Buffy folded her hands in front of her on the table, waiting for Spike to continue with something just as serious as he seemed.

He sighed then put his hands over hers to keep the effect of seriousness going. “Buffy...there’s something I really need to tell you and you really need to remember this for the future... Pat Sajak is not the game show host of The Price is Right, Bob Barker is.”

They looked at each other, emotionless at first, then they both burst out laughing. “How...how could I be so dumb!” Buffy managed to get out between laughing; she had found it so funny that she had tears coming from her eyes.

“You’re not dumb, Luv, you’re... uninformed.” They laughed even more, so loudly that it echoed into the ebony star-filled sky.

After they had stopped laughing and calmed down some, Spike brought them out drinks and turned on a small lantern and set it on the tabletop.

“I hope you know you’re never getting rid of me.” Buffy said with a grin. She sipped her drink and played footsy with Spike under the table.

“Won’t hear me complaining anytime soon.” He half grinned. “Oh, by the way, I rented that movie you told me you’ve been wanting to see ever since it came out...” Spike blew out the lantern that he’d set up only a few minutes ago, then stood and took Buffy inside, leading her to the living room.


Spike sat on the couch. “Movie’s on top of the telly, put it in will you, Luv? I’m tired as hell after cleaning this place up all day.” He lied.

Buffy eyed him with that look that said ‘can’t you do it yourself?’ Though she did as asked, frankly, she’d do anything for Spike and she knew he’d do the same for her. Walking to the TV she found the DVD she read the title ‘The Wedding Planner’ Good choice, she thought.

She wrestled with the box for a few minutes, when it finally popped open, something dropped onto the floor, but before she went after the object, she read what was written on the DVD inside the case “Let’s plan ours...?” It was clearly written by Spike, who’s handwriting she’d easily recognized.

Spike was sitting on the couch, lazily, playing it as if he had no idea she’d even seen the words yet or saw the object that hit the hard wood floor that covered the house, save for the shag carpets.

Bending down to pick up the object she set the DVD on the table in front of the couch, then took a seat beside Spike, looking at him with her head tilted and smile on her face. “Only if you do the honors.” She answered, placing the diamond ring in Spike’s hand.

Without hesitation, Spike placed the ring on Buffy’s finger, happier than he’d ever been in his entire life. “I love you.” He was a little nervous, Buffy could tell. She too was nervous, but glowing brighter than her radioactive dress had at Xander and Anya’s ‘wedding that never happened.’

“I love you too.” She wanted to cry so badly, but for some reason she just didn’t. Instead, she leaned over and kissed Spike, putting all of her love and affection for him into that one of a kind kiss.

It was all kind of overwhelming for the both of them. Spike pulled Buffy into his lap and held her close. “This is going to be one hell of a summer.” Spike quietly said, meaning it was going to be the best summer, ever.

“Hopefully we can make it endless...” Buffy leaned her head on Spike’s shoulder and closed her eyes, daydreaming, about their wedding, future, and... the endless summer.




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