In Dreams

Chapter 1

It was dark as she moved through the endless hall of her home. Its not really new anymore, she reminded herself, as she had been there five years now. Upstairs she swore she could hear music and her sister talking on the phone. But she knew that wasn't right, her sister moved out last year.

She was alone. She headed to her bedroom which had become her sanctuary.

Shutting her door she went to her bed and flung herself upon it. She hadn't been sleeping well. In fact, she hadn't been sleeping at all. When she did sleep all she saw was him. His platinum blond hair,his deep blue eyes, his cocky smile. The last time she saw him he looked like an angel. The blue/purple color of the amulet shining against the bright light that was coming from his body in waves.

I love you, she had said.

No you don't but, thank you for saying it, he had replied.

Her eyes started to tear as she remembered what she was thinking when she walked out of the basement.

Im not just saying it. I do love you.

"I should have told him," she said to herself as she started to cry. 

She cried as though the wound was fresh and it was just yesterday her world had changed.  Her sobbing could be heard throughout the house. Loud gut wrenching sobs sounded from her broken heart. Whimpering his name she finally fell asleep. Her tear stained cheeks wetting the bed underneath her.

*~*

From beneath the rubble and ashes of a town once very populated and respected a hand reaches out. The arm is covered in black leather, the nails black and dirty. The hand reaches for a lone steel pole and pulls the top half of his body out. A head emerges, hair black from the ashes. A face next, complete with a scar going through the left eyebrow. The eyes open revealing deep blue depths.

"What the bloody hell happened?" a man's voice said as he surveyed the area.

Where am I? he thought.

He pulls the rest of his body out of the ruins and stands trying to figure out where he was. It was night, everything was dark but his eyes, accustomed to the dark of the night were seeing clearly as though the sun was out. He started to walk, trying to conjure up some memory of where he was, who he was. He could make out  fallen buildings and homes. Pools with huge cracks in them and no water. A park with a lone swing and nothing else. What he saw next made me stop dead in his tracks.

Directly in front of him was a sign that read, Thank you for visiting Sunnydale, CA. Please come back and visit.

Oh my god, he thought as he started to remember what happened that fateful day. Memories flooded his mind like a tidal wave. Apocolypse, The First, Red, Dawn, Xander, Angel and then Buffy. He remembred him, Spike aka William the Bloody wearing the amulet that Angel had brought from LA to help Buffy.

He remembered Buffy being stabbed and then he, Spike healing her. He remembered the light coursing through his body like holes in swiss cheese. The memory of the room, the ceiling caving in on him. And he with the knowledge that he was going to die but was dying for the good guys. The good team. For his love, his heart, his Buffy.

"Buffy," he said lost in thought.

He stood there staring at that sign until the sky started to brighten from a midnight black to a rosy blue. As soon as he felt the light of day he threw his leather jacked over his head not wating to become dust himself. As he ran to find shade he realized that his exposed hand was not hurting or burning and that he was breathing hard. He finally reached a spot of shade between two buildings.

He knew he wasn't in Sunnydale anymore, it seemed as thoughg Sunnydale had imploded on itself. There wasn't a human being or demon for that matter anywhere in exsistence. Everything was gone. His crypt, the school, Buffy's house. He wondered where she was, what she was doing. If she missed him or even thought of him.

"Buffy," he said again exhaling a breath of air. There again a breath of air.

"Oh my god I'm breathing!" he exclaimed. "But I'm a vampire, I don't need air."

"You're not a vampire anymore," a voice said behind him.

Spike automatically stiffened up, not recognizing the voice. He turned around and smiled when he realized who it was.

"Clem!" Spike said. "How's it going mate?"

"Spike, I knew you were going to come back. I just didn't realize it would be so soon." Clem said.

"Come back? What the hell are you talking about?" "It was written in the prophecy that you were not meant to die that day. You were meant to save the world but not die."

"Not meant to die? I died?"

"Yes Spike."

"In the prophecy?"

"Yes Spike. The prophecy said you would die doing good against the big bad. It also said that you would come back. Not as a demon but that of a man. A man whose power and strength surpasses that of a slayer," Clem explained.
  
"Oh come on," Spike said, using one of his favorite phrases.

"Spike you are the master vampire. You are the only left from the line of Angelus."

"Whoop ti do Clem. But what does it all mean?" Spike asked sarcastically.

"You were brought back to help the Slayer, to be with the Slayer. To love the Slayer. She cried for you every night. Crying with tears of utter true love and devotion. She loves you. The prophecy said the demon would be come a man and he and the Slayer would conquer all." Clem told him.

During the speech Spike stared at him, his blye eyes wide not fully understanding him.

"You mean to tell me I'm human? I am human? I won't crave blood or the kill? I can love and I'm supposed to be with Buffy?"

"So it is written Spike," Clem said.

"I really am human?" Spike asked again.

When Clem nodded his head Spike stuck his hand out into the sunlight. It didn't burn or smoke. He got more daring, took off his black leather coat and stepped into the sun. He lifted his head to the blinding light and closed his eyes. The sun felt nicea nd warm against his face and skin. He laughed aloud realizing full force what had happened.

"So in essence I am being rewarded for my good deeds?"

"In a way yes. But it was all written before you were ever created explaining that all this would happen."

I can't believe it. I can breathe, Im human and Im supposed to be with Buffy, Spike thought.

"Buffy," he sighed deeply. "Where is she?"

"She lives not even a couple of miles from here. She didn't want to stray too far even though the Hellmouth is closed. You know how these things have a nasty habit of  coming back," Clem said.

"I'm not ready to see her yet. I need to clean up and become respectable. I don't want her to see me like this," Spike said looking down at his dirty body and clothes.

"I understand and I know just what to do," Clem replied as Spike walked into the sunshine, revelling in it, remembering what it was like to be sunkissed.

I'm coming my Pet, Spike thought smiling.

*~*

She was alone, walking through a mystical field of wildflowers. Her long blond hair blowing gently in the breeze. The light pink dress she had on billowing in the coming wind making her look like an angel. Her bright green eyes full of wonder and love, with tears about to spill over from their shimmery depths. In the distance she could hear a woman singing.

How can you see into my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb
Without a soul
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home.........

A man appeared in front of her. His platinum blond hair slicked back, his deep blue eyes so deep that you could see right into his soul. He walked towards her, black jeans covered his strong legs. His red button down shirt open at the top revealing pale skin.

He held out his hand to her and whispered,"Wake me up."

Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Brign me to life

He leaned towards her and touched his lips to hers. No words were spoken, just the two of them kissing lightly, afraid to touch, afraid not to touch. His slid his hands up her back and held her to him, deepening his kiss. His mouth telling hers everything her wanted to say, everything he felt.

Wake me up
Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I've become.......................................

"Wake me up," she whispered as she put her hands on his face.

Feeling his features as though she was blind and wanted to burn them into her hands. She whimpered his name as his mouth grazed her neck, making her flesh break out in goose bumps. Her fingers ran through his hair, holding his head to her neck. He raised his head from her neck and she pulled his mouth to hers in a hungry kiss.

They kneeled in the wildflowers, never breaking their kiss. He layed her down, gently cradling her body to his. His hands traveled up her legs to the juncture between her thighs. He kissed her throat, her neck, her collarbone finally resting in the valley between her breasts. He unbuttoned the tiny buttons holding the dress together at the top revealing golden skin.

She sighed as he sucked a rosy nipple into his mouth. He kissed her, nursed her breast like a hungry infant. She began to feel a tingling in the core of her body. She needed to touch him, feel his skin. She tugged at his shirt, anxious to feel him. She heard a popping noise as a couple of the buttons popped off his shirt. He raised his head from her breast and smiled. She kissed him, her tongue running along his making his body shiver with need.She ran her hands down his bare chest to his stomach with a perfectly shaped six-pack.

She kissed his neck, his chest. She grazed his nipples with her teeth, smiling as she succeeded in making him moan. She felt his hardness through his jeans with the realization of how much he wanted her. She was dripping she was so wet for him. She pulled at his belt, trying to release him from the tight confines of his pants.

Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love darling
Only you are life among the dead
All this time I can't be????lieve I couldn't see
Kept in the darkness but you were there in front of me

His warm hands opened the rest of her dress. He reached down and felt her through the light silk of her panties. They were soaked with her desperate need for him. Slowly he took her panties off, dragging his nails lightly on her legs. She moaned underneath him. He couldn't resist her as he bent his blond head to taste her. She tasted of honey and sunlight. He moaned into her as his tongue tasted every part of her.

I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought
Without a voice
Without a soul
Dont let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life

She held her breath as his mouth descended on her most sensitive area. She felt his tongue flick out to lick her. His mouth wide open on her. He kissed her, he tasted her, he couldn't get enough of her in his mouth. She shuddered once, twice, three times before he finally lifted his head. He looked at her with those blue eyes, his mouth covered in her essence. He never looked so beautiful to her and she grabbed his head and dragges his mouth to hers. She kissed him, tasting herself on him, licking and biting his lips.

"I need you," she said against his mouth. "I want you."

Wake me up
Wake me up inside

He held onto her hips and he sank himself inside her, making them one. She gasped at the fullness of him.  He gasped at the tightness of her. They moved together like a well oiled machine. Their bodies a perfect match for the other. Where he was hard, she was soft. She moaned as he hit her womb so full of him she was.

"I can't get enough of you. I want you deeper," she groaned against his mouth.

He responded by almost totally pulling out. Just as she was starting to protest he slammed back into her full hilt. Over and over he did his. Bringing her to the edge and then backing her away from it. She writhed beneath him, calling out his name, whispering her need for him in his ear.

He couldn't hold off anymore and as she came, screaming his name through the dusky night sky he exploded inside her. Going and going until he felt he couldn't go any longer. Holding onto her as though she wasn't there. The sound of her husky voice thick with lust yelling out his name. He lay panting on top of her, whispering her name, telling her he loved her.

Bring me to life....................................

Like it? Hate it? Love it? Review Me!!