He was kissing Willow. Her body was against his, so warm. God how
he loved her. Than she shoved him onto the floor. "Did you really
think I would want you Spike?" Spike watched as she shook her head
at him in disgust. "You’re beneath me." Spike watched as she
turned on her heel and walked away.
Spike woke up and punched his pillow in frustration. Every bloody night
the same dream. The same thing over and over again. He didn’t
know where the hell he was. He had just tried to stay as drunk as possible
since leaving Sunnydale. Sunnydale. God how he wanted to go
back there. But that would mean seeing her, Willow. Just the thought
of her made him want to cry. She was the whole world to him. Over a
century with Druscilla, and he already loved Willow more than he had
over loved her.
Willow walked through the forest. She could see Spike up ahead. "Spike?"
He turned and smiled at her. She ran to catch up with him. He
grabbed her and changed into his demon. "Princess, I’ve got her
for you." Druscilla came and bent down to drain Willow. Willow felt
herself fall to the ground. With her last breath she could see Spike
kiss Druscilla. Spike smiled evilly at her. "It was always Druscilla I
loved."
Willow woke up gasping for air. She could feel the silent tears slide
down her cheeks. She wanted so much for Spike to come to her. To
take her in his arms and tell her it was her he loved. Than have him
make love to her all night. Fall asleep in his arms, and know when she
woke up that he would still be there, still love her. Willow sighed
and flopped back on her pillows. Her phone rang. "Willow its Angel. I want
you to come to LA, please?" Willow wiped at her tears with her sleeve.
"Sure thing Angel."
Angel paced nervously. He could feel the pain coming through his bond
with Spike. "Cordelia are you sure this will work?" Cordelia nodded.
"Willow’s been crazy about Spike for like forever now. And if what
you say about Spike is true, all we have to do is get them together." Angel
just hopped his seer was right.
Willow drove to LA. All she could think about was Spike. She loved him
more than anything. It was like there was a giant whole in her, that
only he could fill. She just kept thinking about that kiss. It had
been pure magic. So sweet and pure. All she wanted was Spike to come and
take her and tell her he loved her. And never ever let her go.
Spike could feel his grand-sire’s presence. He groaned. He didn’t want
to face Angel, not now. Angel came in and saw a very drunken
Spike. "Spike." Spike moaned as he felt sick as hell. He was sobering
up. "What do you want Angel?" Angel took in Spike’s appearance.
He knew that his grande-childe was in pain, but to see him so desperate.
Spike flipped the blankets over his head. He looked like a little kid
who didn’t want to go to school. Angel pulled the blankets off of him.
"No wonder Willow doesn’t want you anymore, you’re so weak and
pathetic." Spike jumped up growling. "I am not weak and pathetic…what
about Willow?" Spike started pacing. "She used to want me, but
she doesn’t anymore?" His voice was a soft whisper at the end. Angel
looked at him. He clearly loved Willow. "Willow is coming to LA,
come with me, maybe you’ll have a chance." Spike jumped up. "Let’s
go." Angel smirked. "They’re called clothes Spike. Wear them."
Willow walked in, and was given a huge hug by Cordelia. "Thank god!
Finally a female to talk to." Willow dropped her bag and hugged the
ex-cheerleader. Westly came downstairs. "Willow. It’s lovely to see
you again." Willow smiled fondly at the watcher. "It’s great to see you
Westly. How are you?" Westly smiled at the red headed hacker. She always
was the sweetest of the bunch. "I’m doing quite wonderful. How
are you?" Willow’s eyes saddened. "I’ve been better. Now, where is
this Gunn everyone keeps telling me about?"
"Right here." Gunn looked Willow up and down. "Damn if I knew you were
so pretty, I would’ve come here earlier." Willow blushed and
looked down. "Thanks, where’s Angel?" Angel walked in the front doors.
"Hello Willow, I’m so glad you’re here." He wrapped her in a big
hug. Westly, Cordelia, and Gunn all stared in shock. "Angel, you hugged
her." Angel stepped back. "Yes Delia?" Cordelia just shook her
head. "Gunn, pay up baby doll." Gunn groaned and reached into his pockets.
"Here princess." He handed her a stack of cash. Angel
watched in amusement. "What was the bet this time?" Cordelia grinned.
"That you would hug Willow when she came." Willow walked up and
kissed Gunn on the cheek. Cordelia handed Gunn the cash back. Angel
smiled. "Gunn, you said Willow would kiss you?" Gunn shrugged.
"What can I say? The ladies love me." Angel looked at Willow. "Willow,
there’s someone outside to see you." Willow went outside.
Spike was leaning against a wall, smoking a cigarette. Willow stopped
dead in her tracks. How could he be here? Spike turned to look at
her. God she was beautiful. An angel. He stomped his cigarette out.
"Willow?" Willow sniffled back the tears. "I hate you Spike." Spike
stepped back at the anger in her voice. "You make me fall in love with
you. You make me feel things I thought I would never feel again. Than
you give me the greatest kiss of my life." Willow stopped to shake
the tears away. "Than you leave. I hear nothing from you for months. Than
you show up here." Willow shook her head. I don’t want to ever and
I mean ever see you again." Spike looked at the pain on her face.
"Willow, I love you."
"Love? That’s a sick joke Spike. A sick sick joke." Willow went to walk
away. Spike grabbed her and spun her so he was facing her. "I love
you Willow. If you want to hate me fine. But I’m not leaving without
one last kiss." Spike kissed her. He plundered her mouth with his tongue,
knowing that this one kiss would be the last kiss. The only kiss to
carry him through eternity. Willow locked her arms around his neck. She
kissed him for all she was worth. Than she had to breath, or she would
pass out. She pulled her back. "Never Spike. Never again." Willow
walked inside, leaving Spike outside with his one last kiss.