Part 2: To Be a Lover (Spike POV)

 

I hung up the phone, grabbed my leather, and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" The brooding idiot asked.

"I'm going shopping, since we are having a visitor, I want to look my best and get some gifts for my Slayer."

"Buffy? I told you not to call her." Peaches was furious. "Where did you get her number?"

"I just went and took your address book and looked for her, I'm not a complete idiot."

"But, you are an idiot, she finally is getting to lead a normal life, and she doesn't need you to make things worse for her." Angelus said, always trying to be the martyr.

"She is trying to get the first, flight out to LA, my girl wants to see us."

"She is not your girl or your Slayer, I don't know why she didn't stake you when she had a chance." I though that he would vamp out, he was so mad.

"I think its love, I bet that's a killer for you. Innit?" I didn't give him a chance to respond. "You leave town to play the hero and the love of your life falls in bed with me and in time it turns in to true love, she chooses me to be her champion, and I become human, everything you wanted I got."

"Buffy loves me. She can't love you." God I hate Angel, 250 years old and he still acts like a lovesick child.

"Why not?" I replied.

"The idea of you and her loving one another is disgusting, I can't bear to think of it." Do you think he is a jealous bastard?

"If you need a visual aid, Angel, I did make a sex tape of us one time, very hot, but it got destroyed the day I saved the world."

Angel slapped me across the face. It really didn't sting that much.

"Now, now Peaches, nothing to get worked up about, just a little joke." The joke part is a lie since I really did have a sex tape. "I would invite you to go with me, but the sunlight may kill you. On second thought, do you want to go with me and burst into flames?"

"I hate you, Spike. Even when we were both evil I hated you."

"My lover will be here in several hours, I'll be back before then, but if she gets here before I do, keep your hands off fang breath." I love that I can use all the vampire insults, I've put up with for so long use it on someone who really deserves it.

I walked out the door and into downtown LA. Not the best place to get your first breaths of fresh air in 120 something years, but it still felt good. The sun felt so hot against my skin. I forgot what is like to feel hot. I was warm in Buffy's arms, but there is nothing like the sun.

I saw all these people out in the daylight and they took it for granted. I know that I won't. Now my existence is not eternal, I must use up the greatest portion of that time to be there for Buffy. I want to be happy; I want us to be happy. I know being happy is a concept foreign to Buffy and I in resent years, but things are different now.

I took Angel's credit card. I can't believe that law firm could get a vampire a credit card. I was hell-bent to spend a lot of money. Speaking of money, I need to start thinking about getting a job. I guess I could say I worked all these places in Sunnydale, since it is a whole in the ground and nobody would know the difference anyway. I guess I was an unofficial researcher slash investigator for the Watcher's Council helping out on "special projects" like demon fighting and Slayer shagging.

I was thinking about becoming a writer. It is something that I have always liked to do. It is something I have always done. Even when I was evil, I kept a journal of my exploits; it might be a good source of information. As a vampire, I used to love earthly pleasures more then the rest of them: television, punk rock, onion blossoms, dog racing, and motorcycles among other things. I think it meant that I really didn't belong in that world anymore, even the chip made me more human in a horrible way. These may have been signs that I was destined to be human. Or like Angel said to shanshu or some prophecy crap.

I wanted to look good for Buffy, when she got here. I decided go and get cleaned up. I saw a beauty salon. It was so poofy not like the barbershop in Sunnydale that specialized in vampires. My hair needed touched up, and my nails needed painted. I also went to buy clean clothes. I got the expensive kind to show up Angel, even though I stuck to the color black.

I considered getting a new look, starting fresh, but figured it might be something the Slayer and I can work on together. I know I use to look good without access to mirrors, now looking at myself is strange, but I think I am still as handsome as I ever was, even the Slayer thinks so. I think people are expecting me to change my look now that I am human. I don't want to get rid of all of my past persona as Spike the Vampire quite yet.

I stopped at this jewelry store, looked like a good place to get something special for Buffy. I use to get Drusilla beautiful jewels and she didn't appreciate them like I think she should have. I loved her with all of my evil heart, but it was never enough. I used to love her in a different way. I hope Buffy likes what I plan to give her and that she responds appropriately.

I walked into the store and went up to the pretty female clerk, turning on the charm. "Hello, sweetheart, I need help finding an engagement ring."

"O.k. sir, did you have anything in particular in mind? She smiled at me.

"No, I just want the best ring for the greatest woman on the face of the earth." I whipped out the credit card.

"This is one of my favorites," The girl said as she pulled out a ring. "It is a one carrot marquis cut diamond ring in a yellow gold setting."

I looked at the ring. "Its pretty, but I think the stone needs to be much bigger, plus I see her wearing silver more."

The women searched out another ring. "This ring is a seven carrot solitaire in a platinum setting. Do you think she would like this one?"

It was perfect it was the ring. "I'll take it."

"Are you sure you can afford this?" She asked tentatively.

"The price is no object to me." I affirmed. "I need to find something that comes close to the beauty of my girl, but you know nothing can be quite as gorgeous as her.

"Do you know her ring size?" The clerk asked.

"No, she's a tiny little thing, so this will be fine."

"Sir, if you need to get it resized, there is no charge."

"Thanks."

"O.k. the total is eighty-nine thousand five hundred sixty two dollars and fifty-nine cents."

I smiled, like I had that much on me at all times. I handed her the credit card. Hoping that Angel had a high credit limit.

"I must say she is a very lucky woman to have you." The woman said as she ran the card through the machine.

"Thanks, Pet. I'm just hoping she realizes it."

"If she doesn't, can I give you my phone number?" She was totally flirting with me was it my good looks or assumed wealth that struck her fancy? "Ok. Sir, You're credit has been approved. I should have asked before do you want the ring engraved?" "Yea, only if it will be ready by tonight." I said. "Since, you spent so much, I will have our engraver get on immediately, and it will be complimentary. What do you want it to say?" "Buffy and William Forever." I want to be with her forever. I hope I am the type of man that can be there for Buffy in all parts of her life. The kind of guy that can love every inch of her emotional as well as sexually, because we all bloody well know that Angel can't. I know she said she was going to choose what man she wanted, but I know it is going to be me. He was her first love and I am her true love. If she wanted to be with caveman forehead guy, she could have went for him while I was presumed dead and her life would be peachy with Peaches by now. Or at least, that is what I think.

Part 6: Sexual Healing

Buffy and Spike walked out to the beach holding hands. Buffy carried two large blankets over her shoulder.

The evening brought a cool breeze to this summer night. Spike was thankful he still had his black leather duster. They were just going to keep each other warm.

They found a spot on the shore. It was close enough to be near the ocean, but up enough where the tide did not get them wet. Buffy spread out the blanket, while Spike took off his duster and placed it down.

Buffy sat down and slid off her sandals. She put her bare feet into the sand. Spike put his arms around his woman. Buffy covered them in the second blanket.

After a few moments of comfortable silence, they rested in embrace, gazing up at the stars. Buffy used Spike's arm as a pillow.

"This reminds me about that one time outside of my crypt, the weather was just perfect and that vamp watched us making love." Spike sweetly reminisced.

"And then you staked him while your dick was hanging out of your pants." Buffy reminded.

"The bloke was stunned, I think I shocked him with the size of my enormous. . ."

She interrupted. "It was limp when you went over to kill him."

"I think it was still impressive for just having screwed the Slayer silly." Spike bragged.

"Maybe, that is why he was shocked-a vamp with the slayer." Buffy suggested.

"Those were good times in a sick, evil, dark way. We should have enjoyed it more." Spike kissed her forehead.

"I've missed you." She said. "I want to make sure of something."

"What, pet?"

Buffy answered. "You know I meant it when I said I love you."

"Are you sure you didn't say that because I was going to die?" He tilted his head and looked deep into her eyes.

"Come, on. I am choosing you over Angel." She said. "How can I prove that I am totally and completely in love with you."

Spike suggested. "You can start by kissing me."

Buffy straddled his lap and gave him a passionate kiss. While their tongues danced, Spike pulled Buffy's shirt and guided it above her head. This broke apart the sensual stroking of mouths intertwined for a mere second and the kissing resumed.

Spike quickly fumbled for the back hook to the lacy bra, as another hand kneaded her breast like clay. He guided her on her back and began to suck on her neck, while still reveling in the warm softness of Buffy's breasts.

Spike's lips found their way down to her tits and sucked her nipple as if milk would flow from them. Buffy purred with every cold kiss. The combination of desire and Spike's tongue made her nipples harder than they had ever been before.

The anticipation was killing them both. Spike thought the erection would rip through the zipper of his tight pants. Buffy was enjoying Spike's talented mouth as she grew wetter and wetter. "S--spike you feel soooo, good---I, I need, more!"

His hands dropped to her pants and started to unfasten the button and the zipper. Buffy took the cue and went for his shirt, just as he slid her pants onto the floor. Spike franticly tore the pink panties off of Buffy's body.

Buffy wanted him so badly that she began to unzip Spike's pants with urgency. His large cock poured out of the fabric and Buffy smiled at the thickness and length at the perfectly shaped male organ that she remembered so well. Spike aligned himself with her eager and welcoming opening. The tip of his penis grazed the enflamed pink lips of her pussy. "Ready, pet?" He said as pushed inside.

Buffy gasped, as her inner walls stretched to fit him, perfectly-- like they had so many times in the past, but this time it was different--he was warm. She was tighter that he recalled and her pussy squeezed him perfectly with her inner muscles. Spike began to pump inside, pushing his cock, so deep. In and out, in and out--with each stroke, they grew closer to orgasm. Buffy raised her hips to meet him in the most perfect syncopation.

Buffy screamed, as a feeling of pure bliss filled her as she came. She needed more Spike inside and loved the sensation as he jerked inside her womb. Mini-orgasms began to reverberate throughout her core and she sweetly hummed.

Spike pounded into her harder and faster, using the full power of his strength. With one final motion, his warm seed filled his lover to the brim. He groaned in release and ultimate pleasure. "I---I love you, Buffy!"

She smiled, "I love you too, William." They cuddled in the lazy glow of post orgasmic awe on the blanket. Spike caressed her naked body with his fingertips.

"Buffy, you were---I can't think of a word that can express how awesome, you were--It was as if we were made for each other."

They feel asleep in each other's arms. They didn't worry about the sunrise, like the last time they made love outdoors.

***

Buffy sat with Spike on the beach as the sun rose. He thought it was usually the time she kicked him in the head and the morning after a great night of passion, he only woke up happy when they didn't have sex.

He caressed her face with his hands. "I had a great night."

"Me too, I finally realized that it is right--you and me." Buffy said.

"Oh, you know what I wish?" He gazed into her eyes.

"What?" Buffy whispered as she snuggled up next to her lover.

"We can wake up to a beautiful view, just like this every morning for the rest of our lives." He replied.

"I think that would be wonderful. My bedroom in the new house has a huge picture window with a great view of the mountains. You will love it." Buffy explained.

Spike grabbed for the ring box in the pocket of his coat. He wanted to propose on one knee, but didn't want to let go of her embrace. "Buffy, will you marry me?" He opened the ring box, showing that huge rock of a diamond.

The past rushed to his mind. "Just say yes and make me the happiest man on earth." He knew this time it would be true, since he was now a real human man and not just a male vampire.

Buffy kissed him. "Spike. Of course, it's yes! I want to spend my life with you." She experienced deja vu, because she said that to him before. This time it was real. No magic required.

He put the ring on her finger.

Buffy replied. "It is a perfect fit, I feel like Cinderella."

"Just to clarify, I'm not a bloody wanker like that stupid prince."

They kissed and the world fell away.

Part 7: Learn to Fly

The couple boarded the plane. Spike had never rode in the passenger part of an airplane, he usually traveled as cargo. Spike carried her heavy carryon bag through the slim aisle way to their seats.

"You've been to five continents, but never flown like a normal human?" She asked. "Not even when you were human before."

"Love, airplanes weren't invented when I was human last time." He reminded.

"Oh silly me. I forget." She said embarrassed at her lack of historical knowledge. "History not my strong point."

"Yea, I want to go to Australia now, make it six continents." Spike said and lightly smacked Buffy's ass. "Great place for a honeymoon."

"We could also go to Antarctica so you could say you've been to all of them." Buffy suggested.

"It would be wonderful, we would have to find all kinds of ways to stay warm." The innuendo was strong in his voice.

"I want you to take me to a romantic European vacation." Buffy almost begged, "I've always wanted to go there with a man I loved."

"You found the man, so you deserve the vacation." He smiled and pet her long blonde hair.

"Angel?" She mockingly answered.

Spike threatened. "You're gonna get it Slayer."

They finally sat down in their seats. It took so long since an older couple was slowly waddling in front of them. Spike and Buffy were too in their own world to notice the slow pace.

Buffy let Spike have the window seat. She thought he should see the sunny side of the world from the sky.

Spike sat down first as Buffy put her bag in the overhead compartment. He tickled her belly as she stretched on her tiptoes to open the door. Buffy laughed and she got on back on her feet with a little wobbling.

"Spike. Now you're gonna get it." She giggled and crawled into her seat, ready to attack his chest with her fingertips.

He blocked her advances with crossed arms. "Love, I just needed to touch you. I don't want to have to have sex with you in front of these other passengers, so no tickling me."

"I guess we can wait till after take off. We can go to the bathroom and join the mile high club."

"I've always wanted to do you at 30 thousand feet." Spike flirted as his tongue crossed his lips.

"You would do me any place. Anytime."

"That's right. But, if you weren't so damn beautiful I wouldn't be this horny all the time."

The flight attendant went through emergency procedure and Buffy thought Spike was enthralled with her large breasts.

"Spike, do you want those breasts in your mouth?" Buffy said motioning towards the female attendant.

"Maybe want them in a normal heterosexual guy way. The problem is that I don't just want, but need another woman and her breasts much more."

"You know how to make a girl feel special."

Buffy rested her head on Spike's shoulder. They sat in contented silence as the plane ascended into the sky. He loved the view of the clouds and the sun outside of the small window. A little later Spike ordered a beer and Buffy drank a mineral water.

"So pet, how is the new and improved Scooby gang feel about me as Buffy's new fiancée?" He smiled nervously.

"Everyone liked how you saved the world and when I left, I didn't say I went to get you. They still think you're dead. I told them, I needed to see Angel about some things about helping us start up the new Watcher's Council, I made up a lame story about borrowing some texts from Wesley." She explained.

"Why didn't you tell them about me?"' He asked with an inquisitive eyebrow.

Buffy answered. "I just wanted you to be a secret, something I could be sure that was mine."

"Always yours." Spike grabbed Buffy's hand and walked towards the airplane bathroom.

They inconspicuously walked to the back of the plane. When no one was looking Buffy sneaked into restroom with Spike.

They quickly got accustom to the small place. Kissing frantically, lips and tongues connected in a whirlwind of lust. Buffy fell to her knees to undo Spike's pants.

"Spike, I hunger for you." Buffy said looking up at his handsome face.

The zipper was down and his fully erect cock was aimed at Buffy's face. Buffy kissed the tip and licked the precome off of her lips. She took his balls in the palm of her hand, Buffy noticed how warm his body felt and she liked it.

"Slayer, I can't wait to have your mouth on me." He gasped as he felt her taking him past her lips.

Spike held the edge of the sink. Buffy grabbed his jean-covered ass.

Her tongue explored every inch of his thickness. Spike's member pulsed as Buffy softly suckled on it.

"Buffy, my queen, you make me feel so . . .ooh baby...fucking good."

Lips puckered tighter around his dick. Spike loved how her blonde head moved as his cock moved in and out of her hot little mouth.

Buffy's actions were driving Spike absolutely wild; she intuitively knew how he wanted his cock sucked.

The things she did with that tongue, the slayer strength of her mouth and Spike swore he could feel her tonsils as he was back in her throat.

He came violently holding back loud groans and continued to fuck her mouth as she swallowed. Buffy thought he tasted so good, so warm, so human.

"Buffy, my sweet cocksucker." He said, like a verse of poetry.

She licked the come off of his dick and balls, lapping up the excess like a small pussycat.

Spike was already getting hard again and pulled Buffy onto her feet. "Turn around baby." He twirled Buffy around and she grabbed on to the sink. Buffy gasped at this quick motion.

Lifting up her skirt, he got a stunning view of her black panties. "Pretty as a perfect picture." He admired and pulled down the thong to her ankles, Spike thought that looked so erotic with those high-heeled sandals she wore.

Then he brought his attention back to her ass. "So perfect so soft and all mine." Spike bent down to nip a bit of skin between his teeth.

Buffy reacted to this little love bite as chills went up her spine and gasped with lust.

Spike grabbed her ass and positioned it in the perfect spot, as he entered her pussy from behind.

He slid in. She was so wet, so he instantly entered her to the hilt. One hand grasped her slim waist; the other hand clasped her cloth-covered breast. In this doggie style position, he deeply penetrated her with each push.

Buffy held back moans of delight as he was in control of her pleasure and fulfilling her completely.

His hand traveled from her stomach down to her clit. Spike twisted the digit every time he pulled his cock out. Buffy gasped as he worked her body, "Spike, fuck so big. . . Oh god!"

"Oh Slayer." He whispered. Biting his lip when he urged to scream as her tight vaginal walls suffocated his dick so damn good.

His hips slapped against her ass as he increased the grinding motion deep inside of Buffy's womb. Spike was beginning to sweat as he passionately worked out her hot pussy.

Buffy was on the verge of an orgasm. Her cunt contracted around him as she came with a high pitched wail. A few seconds later Spike came inside her, growling into her hair to muffle the sound.

Spike was out of breath. "God, Slayer. I am so lucky to have you." He pulled his cock out of her. Buffy was still reeling from her climax, and wished she was in a better position to enjoy her bliss.

"Knock, knock." A male flight attendant said. "Are you o.k. in there?"

Spike answered, out of breath. "Fine, mate. Be out in a second."

The couple tried to get straightened up to look presentable. Spike zipped up his pants. She pulled up her panties. He tucked in his shirt. Buffy put her hair back up in a neat ponytail. Buffy fixed Spike's hair to lay flat on his head.

Spike strolled out of there unashamed of his actions. The flight attendant saw them both leave the tiny restroom.

Buffy put her head down; she did not want to look him in the eye. The tiny glance she saw, she swore he looked like Dave Grohl as the gay flight attendant in the Foo Fighters video with the little black mustache and everything.

Spike patted the guy's shoulder. "Buddy, see this beautiful woman with me, so you understand how hard it is for me to wait to be with her."
Buffy went back to her seat.

"You know sir, this type of thing is not allowed." He said.

Spike replied. "When did they say that. When the stewardess went through the instructions she said nothing about not getting it on in the bathroom."

"You're correct, sir. Just don't let it happen again." The flight attendant gave him a break, since he thought Spike was such a hottie.

He went back to his seat. "Sweetness, you took the window seat."

"It is almost time to land anyway." Buffy said.

"OK, Slayer, you can take the window seat, since you made me come twice in the bathroom."

Buffy mocked, "Oooh what a gentleman." She playfully kissed his cheek. "Not!"

The couple sat in the Buffy's car in the airport-parking garage.

"This bloody airport is in the middle of nowhere." Spike complained.

"Yea, and our new place is into the mountains, about two and a half hours away; to another middle of nowhere."

"Slayer, you are going to drive this tiny car with me in it through the mountains?"

"That's the plan." She replied and turned the key in the ignition of her blue compact car that looked like millions of others on the road.

"Bugger that."

"What? My driving has gotten much better."

"Buffy, I value my new found humanity to risk me or you for that matter?"

She smiled coyly. "Let me try and if you get scared, Mr. Big-Bad-Died-to-Save-the-World, I'll pull over let you drive."

"O.k. I'll give you a chance, plus I don't know where we are going. Why do we live in the mountains now?" He asked as they drove towards the airport exit.

"There was this old resort that the new Watcher's Council bought. And now we train Slayer's there."

"So it is gonna be a replay of last year's girlie takeover." He complained.

"No, silly each of us have our own luxury cabin, I have the biggest one since Dawn lives with me." Buffy said as she sped away from the airport. "Plus the Slayers aren't always there."

"Who do you mean buy each one of us?" Spike inquired as he caressed her thigh. "I just want to be with you."

"Willow and Xander live next to Dawn and me. Spike, you can just move into my bedroom since, we're engaged." She answered. "Giles is working in England and Faith is traveling talking to new Slayers."

"How will they all feel about me, getting married to you." He said as he lit a cigarette.

"No smoking in the car." Buffy demanded until he gave her a sad puppy dog look. "OK, just one and you gotta open the window."

"I'm tryin' to quit, need to live long with you." He smiled as he exhaled a puff of smoke."

"Good, I want you by my side for the next 100 years." Buffy's mind ran images of a Spike as a middle aged man and as grandfather.

"Dear, I don't think humans don't usually live to 128, since I was twenty-eight when I was turned, I guess that is how old I am now as a human."

"You never know, the advances in medicine, we could live to be in our 120s." Buffy commented.

"I would only want to live that long if you were always by my side, the most beautiful woman ever created."

"Were you always this romantic? Or was I just blind, before?" She was so tempted to take her eyes off the road and gaze into his eyes.

"I've always been here, in love with you, but I still had that little bit of demon in me." Spike answered.

***

A few hours later they arrived at their new home. Evergreen trees surrounded the once splendid mountain resort; it had closed after years of declining tourism.

Xander's carpentry skills came in handy as they fixed up this property. Willow helped Giles get the magical and the mystical elements in order. Dawn helped when she could but also went to a nice school not too far away from her new home.

Buffy drove her car into the driveway.

"Spike?" She asked with a smile. "Do you like it?" Our nice new home.

"Its nice with clean air, beautiful scenery, and a gorgeous wife, I think my life is going to be better than I ever thought it would be or could be." His voice was low and smooth. "And plenty of opportunities for outdoor sex."

Buffy giggled and slowly thought out her next phrase. "Do you want to walk in with me or should you wait in the car and I kind of ease them in, don't want to give anyone a heart attack."

"I think we should come in holdin' hands, I hope that'll give Harris a goddamn stroke."

Buffy opened her car door. Spike grabbed Buffy's luggage and walked towards the door.

Buffy put the key in the door.

Dawn heard Buffy at the door. "Xander! Willow! She's here!"

The gang rushed towards the door to greet Buffy.

On the other side of the door, Buffy grasped Spike's hand.

"Ready pet?" He asked.

She responded by opening the door. Xander, Willow and Dawn were on the other side.

"Hi everyone." Buffy announced.

"Spike?" Dawn was happy to see him.

"It's me Nibblet." He smiled. "The big bad is back, a little less bad."

Xander questioned. "I thought he died in the Hellmouth."

Buffy answered. "He was reborn, Spike's human now."

"And we're getting married." Spike grabbed Buffy's hand showing off the engagement ring."

Xander gave Willow a dirty look. "It has to be one of your spells again."

Buffy answered. "I love Spike. Spike loves me. End of story."

Willow looked at the huge diamond. "It is such a spectacular ring-it's so big."

Buffy looked at Spike. "How did you pay for this Spike? I bet it was real expensive."

"You didn't steal it, did you?" Dawn interrogated.

"No. I didn't steal the ring. I just borrowed money from a friends credit card without his knowledge." Spike admitted. "I have every intention on paying him back, actually if he ever finds out since it was a corporate business card and since he's Mr. Big Boss, they will never question him, most likely will never know."

Buffy folded her arms in frustration. "Angel paid for the ring?"

"I think Wolfram and Heart did. Well, you see. . ." He took a breath ready to make an excuse.

Buffy giggled. "I love the ring, so I won't tell him if you don't."

"That silly ponce, most likely though he lost the card." Spike raised an eyebrow with a laugh and pulled out the credit card still in the pocket of his duster.

"Or that some evil demon took it." Xander suggested. "Oh wait that happened."

Spike gave Xander a pat on the shoulder. "Not a demon anymore, mate. We all better get along if were gonna be living in close quarters." He swiftly grabbed Buffy around the waist. "Very close." Kissing her earlobe.

The gang scattered avoiding this public display of affection.

Willow ran towards the kitchen. "Dawn do you want to help me with dinner?"

"Yea, Willow." She answered.

Xander took Buffy's luggage up the stairs.

Spike whispered in her ear. "Can't wait to try out the bed."

Buffy playfully wiggled out of his clutches. "I need to take a nice relaxing bubble bath."

Spike simply said, "me too."

Part 9: Relax

Buffy and Spike went to the bathroom to clean up after their long trip.

Buffy called down the stairs. "Willow. Dawn. We're cleaning up."

"Buffy, come down a second Giles just called, he wants to speak to you." Dawn answered back.

"O.k. I'll be down in a second." She said.

"Are you ready to talk to Grumpy the middle aged Watcher?" Spike joked.

"I guess now is about as good as time as any. Do you want to start the bath?" Buffy seductively smiled.

"I'll get it all sudsy for you." He said.

Buffy ran down the stairs and went right to the phone. She picked up the telephone. "Hi Giles, what did Willow tell you?"

"Nothing. Although, she said you had some exciting news." Giles said.

"Yes. I'm getting married." Buffy ecstatically proclaimed.

"Buffy this is a shocker, well you haven't been dating anyone." Giles had a concerned tone.

"It's Spike. He didn't die. He's human now and he's going to help us train Slayers. I was hoping you could get him a salary--who better to train them on vampires than someone that use to be one." Buffy rambled on.

"Buffy he's still Spike, how is he adjusting to his new condition?" Giles displayed concern in his voice.

"He's fine and we're getting married." Buffy asserted. "We're so happy."

"I don't know if I approve, how would your mother feel about him as your husband?" Giles said.

"My mom always liked Spike, so I guess she would approve now that he is not a vampire."

"O.k. I hope you know what you are doing. We know nothing of his transformation-I'm not giving you my blessings, just yet."

"Giles, I don't need your acceptance, because I love Spike, a part of me has always loved him."

Giles started to lecture, "Buffy..."

She interrupted. "I got to go Giles. Spike is waiting in the bubble bath for me. I'll talk to you later." Buffy hung up the phone.

***

Spike ran a warm bath and put in a bunch of bubble bath under the stream of water.

"Bloody hell, this stuff," Spike looked at the pink and white bottle, "this bath foam smells like Buffy."

As the tub filled, Spike took off his black clothes. He sat in the bubbly water waiting for his girl.

Buffy came into the bathroom and was delighted to see Spike in the tub full of bubbles. His large cock poked out from the thin film of bubbles as he lounged in the pool of hot water.

"Look, if I didn't know better, I would think that this was a centerfold for Playgirl." Buffy joked as she took her hair out of the loose ponytail.

"I didn't know that the Slayer liked to look at pictures of naked men."

"Just my Spike, cause everyone else pales in comparison."

Buffy began to strip out of her clothes. Spike's mouth went dry when she was dressed in only bra and panties.

"I so missed basking in your beauty. Buffy, do you realize that you are so gorgeous? Every damn part of you and do you know how amazed I am that I get to have you all to myself from now on."

Buffy's body was a little rounder than it had been. With more food and less exercise had made her appear more womanly. Spike was pleased at this transformation, but said nothing.

Now stark naked she joined him in the tub. Resting on top of him, they were face to face.

"You feel so comfy." Buffy commented.

"Nice, to hear it, pet." Spike said. He slipped his dick inside her; it was just penetration. "Is that comfortable?"

Buffy liked the feeling of him filling her completely. "Yea, so secure."

He nibbled on her breasts, taking her nipple between his teeth. "Like that, Pet?"

"Yes." Buffy smiled. "Your mouth is so warm and hot and sensual."

"Thanks, Love." He stroked her long blonde hair. "You're so tasty, I can't resist you."

"Well, I can't wait to plan our wedding--make it official." Buffy said as she cleaned his chest with a washcloth.

"Buffy! Dinner's ready!" Dawn yelled from outside of the bathroom.

"Just a second!" She yelled back.

"Ok." Dawn answered.

Spike frowned in disappointment. "I was hoping you would sit on my face and suck my dick."

"Sixty-nine in the bathtub?" She asked with a gleam in her eye. "Big perv!"

"Doesn't that sound like fun?" He asked.

Buffy replied. "Yea, but we don't have enough time to make it worthwhile."

"Ok, you owe me one Goldielocks." Spike said.

She smiled at the numerous ways she could repay Spike

Part 10: White Wedding

Hey little sister who's the only one?
You see, I've been away for so long
I've been away for so long
I've let you go for so long
It's a nice day to start again
Come on, It's a nice day for a White Wedding

Willow was putting on Buffy's make-up and talked about this special event.

"Buffy, I can't believe it--you are getting married to Spike. When you first met him did you ever think it would lead to this?" She asked with a chuckle.

"No, its like I never thought a vampire could become human and if I thought I were to end up with a vampire, I would think that it would be Angel, but secretly I've always thought that Spike was sorta cute for an evil guy and he's not evil now." Buffy instantly smiled when she thought of her groom.

"I'm glad you found the right person, Buffy--maybe I instinctively knew when my spell wished you guys would get married." Willow said as applied a soft pink shadow to Buffy's eyelids.

Willow was the maid of honor, since she was Buffy's best friend it was a no brainer. Dawn was also one of Buffy's bridesmaids. She picked pink dresses with a classic appeal for her bridesmaids. They weren't frou-frou looking like the radioactive green ones Anya chose for her wedding. These dresses were satiny with clean lines that flattered all of the women in the bridal party, including her fat cousin Irene from New York.

Giles was giving her away, since he was the closest thing to a father she had known in her adult life. Buffy did invite her father, but he was unable to make the ceremony. Giles wasn't happy in her choice of groom, but supported her none the less.

The whole wedding planning process was a blur. Buffy thought it was kinda like a montage in a movie. A lame music soundtrack would play in the background as Buffy picked out her dress, modeling them in front of Willow, Dawn, Tara, Anya, and sometimes Joyce.

Spike would help pick out the flowers and he knew a lot about them, since he lived and frequented cemeteries a lot in his vampire days. He told Buffy that red roses had an appeal and the blood red color was a little nod to his career as a vampire. She wanted pink flowers to match with the dresses and it looked good with the crimson flowers Spike liked.

Andrew was with Buffy when she picked out the wedding cake. The former nerdy supervillain had become quite a good chef in the last few weeks in Sunnydale and wanted to make sure Buffy got a good cake. At each bakery, they would end up throwing frosting in each other's faces.

Giles was going to walk her down the aisle. She though it was right because she asked him the first time she married Spike. This time Giles didn't give her a much better response, he told her she was crazy, but eventually agreed to fill in for her absentee father.

Spike and Buffy playfully fought about the bands that would entertain at the reception. He wanted someone with a bit of a punk edge, while Buffy opted for more traditional selections. In an ironic twist of fate, Wind Beneath my Wings would be part of the song list, because of that was what Buffy wanted while she was under Willow's engagement spell.

What was most controversial argument was the guest list. Spike didn't want Angel to be there. Buffy insisted. He was afraid that his poofy grandsire would muck up the wedding by using the objections part of the ceremony to his advantage.

Buffy didn't want Drusilla anywhere near the ceremony. Spike didn't want to invite her, but thought it would be the right thing to tell her about what had happened to him and how the Slayer was his destiny. Buffy argued that Dru could start a massacre and it would be worthless to contact her because with her visions she probably knew what was going on anyway.

The great thing about the wedding that Buffy's Mom was by her side, helping her with the entire event. It was a day neither woman thought would ever come. Joyce always had a little place in her heart for Spike, even when he was evil. Now that he was human, Joyce was thrilled at her daughter's choice of mate. He was sensitive, fun, intelligent, and just plain sexy.

Buffy was like a lot of little girls, who dreamed about her wedding day. Hers was looking like it was going to be perfect. The most glorious white satin was formed into an elegant dress that fit her body like a glove as it lifted her breasts giving her cleavage most woman would kill for. Her hair was in a perfect twist with a few golden ringlets framing her face.

Buffy saw the ceremony was a blur, flowers, organ music, a minister, and gorgeous decorations in an outdoor setting, but the best part was seeing Spike in formal wear.

"Spike do you take Buffy to be your lawfully wedded wife to love and cherish from this day forth 'til death do you part?"

"I bloody well do!" He exclaimed in a very Spike like way.

"Buffy do you take Spike to be your lawfully wedded wife to love and cherish from this day forth 'til death do you part?"

"I do." She said with an ecstatic grin.

"Now the power vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may know kiss the bride."

Spike and Buffy tastefully fell into a slow and meaningful kiss. The first kiss as a married couple. The passion was still there and Buffy eagerly anticipated the honeymoon.

***

Buffy woke up in her flat to the sound of her telephone ringing. It was jarring, since she was so wrapped up in what now seemed like a dream. It was so vivid, Buffy swore that she could smell Spike, feel him touching her breasts, his tongue in her mouth, seeing him as human in a tuxedo. She knew that couldn't be true, since he was dead in the Hellmouth, her reality had come back to slap her in the face.

She was lonely in London and everywhere around her were reminders of Spike around her. Sometimes she would be in town and here a voice that sounded a lot like Spike, but she knew it wasn't him. Buffy saw British punk rock boys with bleach blonde hair and saw hints of Spike in them. Another person she though of was William or Spike before he was a vampire, she would see old houses and wonder if he had ever lived in them.

She didn't want to answer the phone. Going back to her dream world was much more appealing, but the caller was relentless, so it must be important.

She picked up the receiver and heard a voice. His voice.

"Pet, are you there?"

Spike was alive or undead and not a pile of dust at the bottom of the crater of what was once Sunnydale. In that moment, Buffy was convinced that dreams really did come true and her life was ready to start again, with the man of her dreams.