William woke up the next day feeling the bright rays of the sunlight coursing through his closed eyelids. Trying to block out the light he buried his head into the pillow in a force he regretted he had. He had a pounding headache; it was like Harris was doing construction right inside his skull. ‘Great you big wanker. Got yourself drunk! How do you feel now?’ Facing the other side of the room, forcing his eyelids to open he saw a blurry vision of a raven-haired figure with a very fair complexion. Blinking his eyes to clear his vision he saw... “Dru?”

After making some murmuring noises, the brunette opened her eyes to directly meet with blue ones. “Heya, morning... did you sleep well?” Bolting up from bed as if he was caught in a crossfire, “What are you doing here?”

“I’m waking up from bed, silly!” she told him as if it were the most normal thing for her to do.

“Uh huh,” he muttered as he started to get out of bed, noticing for the first time that he was only wearing his boxers. Closing his eyes briefly to dull out the pain in his head, “Where’s my pants?”

“Oh, they’re there by the sofa. I took them off you last night. You were really drunk,” she stated as she grabbed the bathrobe hooked on the table lamp wrapping it around her body. “How’s that feeling by the way... You want some tea?” she went to the mini bar turning on the electric thermos.

“Umm...” he stuttered as he tried to get his pants back on staring at the rumpled sheets of the bed they had just departed. “Dru?”

“Yeah...” she replied from inside the bathroom.

“What exactly happened last night?” he got a cup with hot steaming tea in it and sat on the small table and chairs by the window as he took a sip out of his tea.

“Oh, you were really drunk,” she emphasized as she yanked open the door taking a cup from the mini bar as she sat herself across William. “Thinking the light bulbs were stars” she said with a laugh as she rested her head atop her hands. “Pretty much that’s all that happened last night.” She sipped her tea looking at him, eyes gleaming.

The bell atop the door of the Match-made in Heaven Agency rang, “Hey Buffy!” greeted the redhead behind the counter. “Hmm... you came in late today, I figure last night must have been fun huh... with the lateness of today,” she said teasingly as Buffy came in and dropped her bag at the back as she came back out and slumped on her chair. “So...details!” Willow exclaimed.

“You know...” she waved a hand. “Normal date, yada yada yada...” Willow waited. “Umm... dinner... car ride... went home...”

“And?” she prompted.

Buffy replied wide-eyed as the redhead narrowed her eyes, “Oh, we did have dessert,” she offered.

“Nothing special, Buff?”

“It was nice enough... kind of enjoyed it actually...” she said smiling. “It’s just that after that wasn’t so nice” she murmured under her breath. Willow looked at her pointy, “Will called.” The redhead shrugged her shoulders as if saying ‘so what?’. “Scott answered” she continued.

Willow’s eyes widen comically, nodding her head in understanding, “Ohh...”

“Uh huh...” Buffy shoved her face in her hands.

“I’m sure he didn’t think any of it...” Willow tried to comfort Buffy though slightly doubting it herself. “Okay...maybe...” she cringed. “But I’m sure S—wait, are you worried about Spike? Or Scott?”

Buffy looked up, “I’m not sure...”

“I think you better go,” William stood from his seat, “jet will be here in an hour...get yourself cleaned up.”

“But...” she interrupted as she also stood, “I thought...”

“Nothing changed Dru,” he cringed as he took a step back, he wouldn’t want his imagination to work out what happened last night. “Whatever—whatever happened last night. It didn’t change anything ... you should really go.”

Drusilla looked amorally at him under her lashes. “Fine! Be that way!” she slammed the cup on the table as she walked out. “I always get what I want William, you’ll see!” she eyes gleamed as she shut the door with a bang.

William just slumped on the chair, tilting his head back. “Well that’s bloody over dramatic.”

Willow was sitting by the computer, searching the web for her daily horoscope. “Hey, look at this, Buffy. I got my horoscope off the internet, and the stars say...” She read from the screen, ‘You might come upon a good opportunity today, keep an open mind.’

“Interesting...” Buffy said from behind the curtain, after some thumping sounds “now look up mine.” ‘ring...ring...’ Willow was about to rise from her seat, “I’ll get it!” Buffy called from the back rushing out to answer the phone.

“Hello... yeah...oh hi! It’s nice of you to call...aha... umm... I don’t think so...” Willow threw Buffy a quizzical look but she just dismissed her with a hand wave as the redhead turned her eyes back on screen. “Umm... sure, I guess...yeah, that would be great...yeah...bye...see ya.”

“Who was it?” Willow asked as she clicked an icon with her mouse.

“Scott...” Buffy replied kind of dreamily, “what?” she defended when her friend shot her a disapproving look. “It totally shows he doesn’t mind...” she explained lamely. “It’s just lunch...”

“A lunch date,” Willow retorted.

“Whatever, okay...” Buffy said, “What does my horoscope say?”

Willow threw Buffy another disapproving glance before she read off her monitor, ‘If confusion is what you feel, a break may be the answer. Give yourself time to think and explore other possibilities. The right decision will come to you.’

After hearing the passage the two friends simultaneously looked at each other eyes wide with shock, “Oh my goddess.”

The plane ride back to Los Angeles was really deafening... literally. If it weren’t for the clanking of his glass on the makeshift table William would have thought he had already gone deaf. They could probably hear the engine roaring with the silence they are in now.

The two passengers sat an aisle apart. Neither had said a word to the other. The only interactions were the dubious looks the brunette was throwing William’s way. Normally he wouldn’t mind, Dru is normally known to be a bit on the loopy side but now he had an unnerving feeling that something major is about to go wrong.

As the plane taxied down to the ground, the two passengers got ready to board off. When the plane had safely landed they were both welcomed by Rupert and a man almost the same age as him with almost the same physic. “William! Dru!” he held his arms out as a sign of welcome.

“Daddy!” Drusilla ran over and hugged the man and he gladly returned her gesture.

With William’s quizzical look, “Will, you remember Ethan right?” Rupert introduced. The bleach blonde just nodded in his direction as a symbol of greeting.

“It’s so nice to see you again son.” He hugged William in a manly gesture, a very awkward gesture. “Well the last time I saw you were this big,” he indicated with his hands. “You’ve grown into quite a young man since then,” he patted him on the back. ‘Well duh...’

“So, how you’ve been?” he encourage William forward walking with his as they walk back into the airport lobby with Drusilla and Rupert trailing behind.

After a couple of minutes, as they neared the doors. “What the bloody hell?!”

“What the bloody hell?!” William cried out, as he halted at his tracks, glaring at Ethan with narrowed eyes.

“Oh, my boy!” he patted his on the back. “What a sense of humor!” he ushered him forward.

“Wait just a bloody second!” he shrugged off his arm as Rupert and Drusilla walked towards them. “What is he talking about?” he turned to face his Rupert face flaming with anger and confusion as he tried to make sense of what he just heard.

“Oh, my, my you haven’t told him Rupert?” Ethan tsked. Giles took his glasses of and wiped them vigorously, “Umm... not exactly...”

“Well at least you know now, Willy my boy. It’s gonna be the best event of the year if I have anything to do with it.” He pulled Drusilla to his side, “Nothing but the best for my princess right?”

“That’s right!” she compiled with a leering look reminding William that she does always get what she wants.

“This is not happening! You people are diabolical is what you are!” he stormed off, intending of forgetting about the recent exchange ‘it’s all just a nightmare, a sick nightmare.’

“I think you better have a talk with your him,” Ethan told him in a threatening tone as he watched William walked off.

“Yes...Yes, of course” he answered as he followed William’s retreat.

To be continued...

A/N: Thanks for the reviews appreciate them a lot!

“William” Rupert called from across the lobby; which caused pretty much all the employees to dart a look at him. Rushing after his nephew and out the doors, “Will! Will you wait a bloody second?” He told him panting for air. “You’re gonna be killing me with all this running.”

“I don’t see it much as a problem...” William halted just outside the parking lot, vigorously looking for his car, ‘where the hell is it?’ He began walking the outskirts of the lot.

“William, I need you to go back in there and straighten this thing out.” He continued after him.

“Did you just tell me to straighten things out!” he scoffed off as he continued his walk. “I think you’re the one who needs to straighten things out!”

“No” was his simple reply. “You owe them an apology for rushing out like that.”

“And you owe me an explanation!” he retorted back at him. “You have got to be kidding me. I’m not gonna— it’s never gonna happen.”

“It’s not a choice, William!” he shouted in frustration.

“Bloody right it’s not a choice! This is my life we are talking about, there is always a choice!” he emphasized. Ruining his life was like a professional job for Rupert. A new can of worms seems to pop up every single day; his life was turning into a soddin’ soap opera. “I’m not going to agree to your stupid plan or whatever the bleeding hell you want to call it. Who do you think you are, coming in here and telling me that I’m gonna get married to her?!”

“I already told you, it’s not a choice for you or for me. This is something that you might call,” he cleaned his glasses, “I don’t know, a betrothal.”

“Bollocks! What’s it for?” he asked him raising an eyebrow in the process. He doesn’t even know why he’s arguing about this. “I never freaking heard of it before. Nobody said anything about a betrothal. Its bull and you know it!”

“I wouldn’t be telling you this if it weren’t true.” Rupert’s voice was filled with exasperation; it’s like he would love to rip of his hair if he could. Why couldn’t William just accept things the way they are. Though if it were him, he would never accept it either but it wasn’t him they were talking about. “The reason you didn’t know about this damn thing was because Ethan was afraid that Drusilla wouldn’t agree with it,” he explained vaguely. “Damn that child-whipped soddin’ old man!” William muttered a couple of curses under his breath. “So I thought it was best if you didn’t know.”

“It was for the best huh?” he mocked him. “Yes.” Rupert sat on the stray bench and continued, “At first she wouldn’t agree, just like we all expected.” As Rupert continued, William too sat on the bench beside his uncle. “We gave her time to think... to adjust, we thought maybe she would come around.” He breathed in heavily, “Ethan had this scheme where you too would ‘accidentally’ meet on your own. It worked at first problem solved you never have to know.”

There was silence as Rupert went for a dramatic continuation, “Then. She freaking backed out. That bint is really crazy.” Rupert shook his head.

“Tell me about it.” William agreed. And in that moment they finally agreed on something looking at each other with an amused face then turning back to the topic again like clockwork.

“Wait.” William raised his hand, “What’s the problem actually? Why did THIS have to happen in the first place.” Rupert shrugged hesitating on telling William the truth. It was really very shallow. Finally deciding that lying didn’t work before and maybe he could give truth a try this time. “Money. It was money.”

“Just money?!” for the first time that day, William actually laughed. “Hell I can pay for it, are we in debt now?! Come on, you’re filthy rich.” If it were just money, this whole thing is not a problem... not at all.

“I hate to break it to you, Will. But if I thought it were that easy I would have already done that and be finished with all these.” He shook his head. “It’s not the cash kind of money though it did originate from that.”

William tilted his head, “meaning?”

Rupert sighed, “meaning, he was the one who funded for THIS business we so called ours. So in return we agreed that maybe... someday... in payment we can merge with the England branch.” He continued, “Ethan said that to insure the loyalty of the merge, you two should be betrothed.”

“So... let me think,” William got up and paced in front of him, “It’s not my problem... it’s YOUR problem.” He stopped dead in front of Rupert. “Yeah, but you are included in this whether you like it or not, Ethan wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“No way! Tell me you’re just playing with me!” Giles stared at him, William sneered still in disbelief. “This can’t be happening.” He paced back and forth, “This is not happening! Do you understand! Not happening!” he half screamed into the heavens.

“Well it bloody well is! And the sooner you get over it the better.”

William tilted his head like he had a sudden realization, “wait...” he paced faster. Rupert looked intently at him, trying to understand his sudden discovery. “If she backs out I’m off the hook right?”

He nodded his head, “yeah... but that’s pretty unlikely. Especially now that ‘Daddy’s here and princess wouldn’t want to disappoint daddy!’” he mocked.

“It has to work.” He insisted, “it has to work cause she wouldn’t be pleased if she heard of this. She would even get more upset than she is already now... I’m not even sure if I have half a chance now but... oh...”

“Who?” Rupert asked, “Buffy? Oh please, Will! If you’re worried about her forget it. We both know it was never going to work out. She was never the long haul girl now was she?”

“How would you know?” William spat out, how could Rupert talk that way about Buffy, his Buffy... at least he thinks she still is...

“She’s not of your status, that’s how I know. You’re too good for her.”

“Maybe she’s the one too good for me. Ever thought of that?”

“Please, the chit hasn’t even finished college and what can she really offer you?”

Million of things popped into his mind, patience, understanding, companionship, joy, love... but there’s no use telling this things out loud cause that was not what his uncle meant by offer. “Don’t you dare talk to her that way and it isn’t always about money.”

“I’m just telling you the truth, William. You and I both know it, Buffy’s just another girl in the long list of girls you have who you leave when someone better comes along.” At that point, he filled up with rage as his fist connected with Rupert’s nose knocking him into the ground as he walked off his coat blowing off behind him.

“You know I’m right, William!” He called after as he wiped some blood of his nose.

Spike was walking to... he doesn’t know where we was going and something told him he doesn’t really care. He didn’t know what to do now, he wanted to get out of it. He wanted to forget about it like it was just a nightmare, he’d like to pretend that he was going to wake up any second now... but the problem was that it wasn’t. His whole life was going to change if he ever agreed to this. How about Buffy... he still loves her...

The clouds started to darken as the rain fell, he ducked into a coffee shop. He decided to call a cab from the inside and maybe clear his mind and go somewhere, somewhere were nobody could bother or influence him. Just as he was at the counter and asked the woman behind if he could borrow their phone he heard a familiar laugh and turned his head. “Bloody hell.” he whispered.

Buffy was having a good time; technically she was having a good laugh though one could call that having a good time too. Scott was a nice guy, he was stable, successful and he was fun to be around with but there was something missing. As she followed in on his joke and snickered she saw a familiar face among the crowd. “Oh god, oh god!” she chanted under her breath.

“Are you okay, Buffy?” Scott asked as he placed his palm over hers, Buffy looked at their joined hands and he abruptly kept his hands to himself. ‘Did he just raise his eyebrow at me?’ “Excuse me a sec, will you?” Buffy excused herself and left the table without even giving Scott time to answer.

As Buffy walked closer to him, a lump on her throat began to form. He was giving her that look. “Hey, Will you’re back!”

“Yeah... just now actually...” he said an unreadable expression in his face as he tried peeking behind Buffy for the guy she was with.

“I see, well. I got your message... I wanted to call it’s just that I’ve sorta been busy...” Buffy was staling she didn’t know from what but she was babbling.

“I can see that.” He swung his head to Scott’s direction. Buffy looked back, good thing Scott’s back was turned. ‘you walked right into that one didn’t you...’ “Well...” Buffy gave him an awkward smile. “I’d invite you to our table but...” she shrugged her shoulders.

“I wouldn’t want to sit either way, luv. Don’t want to disturb your date.”

“It’s not a date!” she said defensively. He just nodded his head. “It’s not! Not a formal one anyway... it’s just hanging out.”

“Yeah... I heard you two were hanging out a lot these couple of days...”

“Oh, that...”

“Look I better get go.”

“Will... wait!” she placed her hand on her shoulder but took it away as soon as William looked back at her. “I-“

“What? You have an explanation? Cause I’d love to hear it! Please tell me...”

Buffy breathed in deep, “I think... I think we need a break... a cool off from each other...”

“Not what I was expecting but...”

“It’s not bec-“

“Its okay, no need to explain, luv. I understand.” He turned his back on her and proceeded out the door. Just before he turned the knob, he looked back at her...

“Goodbye...” he uttered as he ran out into the rain.

Woke up today thinking of you
Another night that I made my way through
So many dreams still left in my mind
But they can never come true

After the incident in the café Buffy decided to just leave but Scott insisted that he bring her home but she said she needed to get back to the office. As she got out of the car and quickly duck into the roof in front of the building she found the strength to wave goodbye to him as his car traveled down the road.

I press rewind and remember when
I close my eyes and I'm with you again
But in the end I can still feel the pain ¨c every time I hear your name
 

Before she opened the door and into the agency, she looked back into the sidewalk hoping against all that he would be here waiting for her, still refusing to let her go, but all she saw was the empty road.

The sun won't shine since you went away
Seems like the rain's falling every day

The sidewalk was filled with men and women ducking into shops, frantically opening up their umbrellas as the rain fell over the city. And they can’t help but wonder, were the skies sharing their sorrow?

There's just one heart, where there once was two
But that's the way it's gotta be,
Until I get over you
 

But one man stood out from the crowd, he was walking steadily as if it was Sunday in the park and the sun was shinning. His whole body was getting drenched but he didn’t seem to care for he just kept on walking to a place he only knew...

Walked through the park, in the evening air

I heard a voice and I thought you were there

After the long walk he decided to best go home. He walked into his apartment body totally drenched with the rain but he didn’t care the coldness he felt was nothing compared to the coldness deep within his soul.

I run away but I just can't escape
Memories of you everywhere
 

Seeing the place he used to love most, now just filled with memories that hurt too much to even contemplate he wanted to get out more than ever.

They say that time will dry the tears
But true love burns for a thousand years
 

Sitting on the bench looking out into the rain that never seemed to stop, she wondered what the heavens were crying about... “Buffy, are you okay?” she heard her friend ask, she just nodded her head as she continued to stare out into the night, tears drenching her cheeks.

Give my tomorrows for one yesterday
Just to know that I could have you here

He walked over to the big glass door leading to the veranda as he traced the path the water was flowing, and then the tears finally fell.

When will this river of tears stop fallin'
Where can I run so I won't feel alone
Can't walk away when the pain keeps callin'

“You better get the blinds down. The rain is falling hard I think it’s best if we go,” she heard Willow call out to her. Following orders she held on to the latch and pulled. Before she let go, she wiped her cheeks to show no evidence of her heartache as the blinds fell over the window pane. She couldn’t see the rain falling anymore but she could hear the lighting screaming to her as her heart did.

I've just gotta take it from here on my own
But it's so hard to let go

There was a sound coming from the kitchen; he didn’t need to look back for the shadows were already pronouncing his presence. “William... we-“

He didn’t let him finish. He’d finally made his decision, “I’ll do it.”

To be continued...

“Tell me again where we’re going?” William asked as he walked beside Xander through the busy streets of Los Angeles that Saturday night. It had been a couple of days since that night. With the chaos that was last week he was actually glad that Xander invited him out tonight. To get away from Rupert, Ethan and Dru was a relief no matter what the flip side may be.

“We’re going to the Bronze, to sulk and party!” he said with much enthusiasm as he punched the air. People around him gave him dubious looks, but being Xander he dismissed it with a shrug and a shy smile.

After he read the ad on the morning paper about his best friend’s so called ‘engagement’ that he simply forgot to mention. He quickly ran over to his apartment and pounded in his door asking for an explanation. But he just shrugged and went back to watching TV. He took that as a sign, a sign that his friend needed some hammering in the head. “After we finish one errand that is...” he whispered more to himself.

“Okay, here we are, man,” Xander ushered him into a blue colored building.

“Umm, where is here exactly?” William asked as he went under the threshold and began to climb the stairs up.

“Willow’s,” he answered nonchalantly.

“Red’s?” Xander nodded in answer as they continued up the steps. “I just needed to get something I forgot here the other day... my toolbox! I left my toolbox. Here.” He pointed to the hall and began walking.

“When did you do work for Red?”

“Just... now...” he knocked at the door palms sweating. “I just thought I’d drop by... it’s on the way.” He knocked again this time with urgency.

“Huh...” William squinted his eye as of trying to figure something out, “But the Bronze if half way...” Before he could finish the door flew open. “Oh, hi Wills! Your home... I was just here to get my... box... of tools...”

“Huh?” Willow replied confusion evident in her face.

“His toolbox.” William explained.

The redhead narrowed her eyes, “Oh... that.” She said as realization dawned on to her. “Come in!” she welcomed them. “How about some coffee-“

She got cut off when there was a muffled call from on of the rooms, “Wills where’s your brush?”

“Spike? Coffee?” She offered quickly.

“Who was-“William asked as he turned his head to the direction of the sound.

“Willow wher-“ Buffy asked as she got out of the room and into the living room, towel wrapped around her hair that she quickly pulled away when she saw their new visitors. “Oh...”

“Coffee anyone?” Willow offered nervously.

“Wills, you didn’t tell me we had a visitor?” Buffy acknowledged the brunette’s presence, “Xander.” intentionally dismissing the bleach blonde’s presence.

William bit his lip slightly nodding his head. Hearing Buffy dismiss him just like that kind of got on his nerve. He’s does not deserve to be treated this way, he doesn’t even know why he’s here in the first place.

Just as William was about to head for the door. Willow quickly slipped her arm around his and steadied him on his position. “What about that coffee huh?”

William just pierced her a deadly look promising much hurt if she and Xander didn’t explain themselves soon. “Xander will explain!” she quickly backed away and pointed an accusing finger towards the brunette’s way.

Xander held up his hand as a sign of surrender as the two blondes dart a look at his direction. “Don’t look at me.”

“What’s going on?” Buffy finally spoke over the silence.

“That’s what I’d like to know too.” William said simultaneously with Buffy, “Xander? Willow?”

“Well...” they both answered trying to buy time. They have planned this scheme to help their friends get back together, they both believed that it was just a case of being at the wrong place at the wrong time and making stupid decisions while they were at that time and... place, a misunderstanding. They didn’t really know how to explain it they hardly understood each other when they talked about it. But they did agree on one thing... that their friends needed to talk it out and hopefully realize that they have made bad decisions and they were both miserable because of it, they were both witness to that the week before.

“Well...” William prompted.

“This... was...”

“Suppose to be...”

“An intervention...”

“For both of you...”

“Yeah... To you know...”

“Make...”

“Up...”

“...and stuff.” Willow and Xander exchanged the lines in completing one sentence, which caused the two blondes to look back and forth between them as they talked.

“Umm... sorry the connecting of the sentences didn’t connect with me... what were you two trying to say?” Buffy asked.

“They want us to get back together, luv.” William explained with ease.

“Oh, well I can tell you now... that that’s not gonna-“

“Listen to us first okay...” Xander butted in. “You two have been great together,” he stood in the middle of the two of them wrapping his arm around their shoulder. “We were both witnesses to the...” He signaled Willow to help him.

“The radiating love you two show...?” She supplied.

“And...”

“And, we can’t stand to see that love go down the drain so...” click. Willow stopped there as Xander walked around the two blondes examining his handiwork as he smiled looking at their wrists, which were now conjoined with... “Handcuffs?” Buffy pulled on the metal bracelet and tugged.

“Hey!” he complained at the metal scratched his wrist.

“Baby!” she spat out of him.

“Only for you, pet...”

Buffy scoffed at that. “Get me out of this... right now!”

“What do you think we should do, Wills?” Xander asked as he got the redhead’s coat off the rack. “How does the Bronze sound...?”

“Good! Great actually!” Willow replied as she slipped on her coat.

“Now you two be good.” Xander reminded them before they exited the door, “and try not to kill each other. We’ll be back around midnight... Have fun!” he said as he shut the door.

After a beat it opened again, Willow’s head popped in, “and in case you’re wondering... the door now opens from the outside. See ya!”

‘Damn!’ William thought, this was not the flip side he had in mind.

As the door closed behind their friends, Buffy and William just stood there for a good five minutes, or maybe that’s what they thought so. Neither wanting to make the first move, plus they had no idea what to say to each other or where to go. Finally Buffy had enough, giving out a huff of breath she made her way back to Willow’s room.

“Hey!” William protested as he followed her in, “your pulling!” But Buffy heard nothing as she opened the door, William dragging in from behind as she sat on Willow’s dresser and searched inside one of the drawers giving no care that the bleach blonde’s arm was being slammed into the wood with her every move.

“What the bloody hell are you looking for?” William asked as he snatched his hand back and rubbed his wrist. “My hand is gonna go numb with all this.”

“I’m looking for Willow’s brush... and why should I care if your arm goes numb.” She spat out as she continued her search. William just shrugged his shoulder as other parts of his body are slammed repeatedly against the drawer until Buffy found the brush. ‘Finally’ he sighed inwardly.

As if she was alone, she did her usual routine every night. She faced the mirror and started smoothing out the tangles on her damp hair, William’s hand dangling with her movement. ‘Bloody women’ he said to himself as Buffy continued her task, ‘are you planning to break the soddin world record?’ he muttered to himself, how long does it take a person to comb ones hair, is she doing the one hundred strokes thing that he never really got.

Buffy tried to reach the back of her head, she was having trouble with it because of a certain person’s arm was on the way. Seeing her struggle, William placed his right palm over hers as he took hold of the brush and continued making steady smooth strokes on her hair.

Buffy’s body visibly relaxed as he continued his ministrations. She knew she could always have used her left hand to reach the back of her head but this just felt too good. It was so nice to feel pampered again it had been a while since she had a proper spoiling especially from him. She scooted over to the left side of the chair to make room for him to sit, which he took. She then rested her body against his warm one it felt so good it was like they were totally made for each other how their bodies just fit perfectly.

William was caught of guard that Buffy would let him help her after the way she had acted last week nonetheless hold her but who was he to complain as he reluctantly used his other arm to envelope her body. When she leaned in more to him his confidence grew as he held her tighter and placed the brush back on the table and gave her shoulder a little kiss. He watched her though the mirror her reaction surprised him even more. She just closed her eyes and leaned into him as a smile formed on her face, something he hadn’t seen in quite a while and something he realized he missed.

Buffy didn’t bother to move as she felt way too good sitting on this chair, she made a mental note to ask Willow where she got it cause she’s gonna have to get one for herself. She opened her eyelids a bit and saw her reflection on the mirror. She was sitting enveloped against his arms his head nested beside the crook of her neck. Then it finally hit her. “Hey!” she abruptly stood from the chair deciding that she would rather not buy this kind of furniture if it came attached with that.

“What?” William asked surprise, innocence in his eyes.

“Bad!...” she flinched and pointed at her previous position, “...that was bad.” She tried to get more distance between them but the handcuffs cease to permit it.

“Let yourself go didn’t you, luv?” He answered her with a grin, a grin she found very irritating right at this moment.

“Shut up!” she defended immediately, “and don’t call me ‘luv’ “He just raised his brow at her in response. “You know what...?” she tried to think as she intended to pace but failed miserably. So she settled for placing her hands on her hips, “I- you know we need ground rules, if we are ever to survive until midnight...”

“Uh huh...” William nodded, trying not to laugh seeing Buffy come up with “ground rules”.

“First there are to be no touching of any kind!” She warned, “you are to stay away from me as far as this-“she raised her wrist, “thing, would allow.”

“How about if you’re the one that gets too close?” He asked head tilted in amusement.

Buffy narrowed her eyes at him, “that will not happen.” She said even though it totally contradicts to what had just happened.

“Whatever you say, pet.”

“You better wipe that smile off your face, mister.” She threatened him. “And secondly, don’t call me any of your stupid pet names! Do you hear me?” William just nodded his head in response as Buffy continued on as he stifled a laugh.

Surprisingly Buffy was able to come up with 10, maybe not so wise but nonetheless 10 “ground rules”. “And lastly no unnecessary conversations of any kind...” she told him with a hint of anger in her eyes. “Did you get all that?” she said to him more than asked but nonetheless he nodded as she sat on the edge of the bed and he remained in the dresser chair as silence fell on them.

After about two minutes of total and utter silence, “So what were you doing here with, Red?” Buffy looked at him with narrowed eyes as if saying ‘haven’t you just heard what I said.’ William gave out a sigh, “Look, p- Buffy,” he caught himself but Buffy noticed it and gave him a stern look anyway, ‘what is wrong with her today!’ “You might as well talk to me, we’re gonna be here for a very long time.” But she just turned away from him as much as she could seemingly find much interest with the patterns on Willow’s blanket.

“Fine, you’re not gonna talk...” he shrugged and started to get up, Buffy looked up at him oddly. “I’m gonna go and watch TV...” he started walking dragging a very reluctant Buffy behind him.

They have been sitting on the couch for the last hour or so, Buffy really didn’t care as to what time it already was. While William was beside her watching another rerun of Passions she just sat there bored. He had made himself more than at home as he raided Willow’s fridge and helped himself so some popcorn and a couple of cans of soda. As he laughed at something on screen he darted a look Buffy’s way and offered her some of the popcorn but she just turned away from him and he just shrugged in response.

She had been acting that way towards him for the whole duration of the night and William had thrown in the towel, Buffy was being extra difficult today and he didn’t really know why, or maybe he did but he doubt that would be it. So he simply gave up blaming it on “that time of the month.” As he turned back to the screen and saw it just turned in for a commercial break he noticed that his seatmate kept on tossing and turning and just seemed never to get comfortable. “Are you okay?” he asked her and she just nodded her head as she squirmed in her seat, “are you sure you’re okay?” he asked once again.

“Yeah...” she told him but seemingly not quite sure, “I just need...” she trailed off but William wasn’t convinced as he waited for her to continue, “I need to- I need to use the...” she blushed pink as she pointed in the general direction of the rooms.

“What?” he prompted.

“I need to... use the littlegirlsroom” she said so fast that William almost wasn’t able to catch it. He laughed inwardly as he nodded his head and he bit his lip trying not to laugh out loud. How can this girl be so tough one moment and so embarrassed the next. “Don’t laugh at me!” she turned on him eyes squinting with a spear of anger. “It’s not my fault, when nature calls, nature calls.”

“Alright, pet. You win,” he said as he stood up from the couch, but Buffy didn’t seem to move. “What?”

Buffy opened and closed her mouth a couple of times unable to say what she wanted. “How?” she dangled the metal bracelet.

William cocked a brow at her not being able to connect the dots until finally it daunted on to him as he just nodded his head. “Oh...”

“Yeah...”

“We can just keep the door shut, that’s all. Come on.” He pulled at the cuffs that bind them, but Buffy remained seated. “You wanna wet your pants?” she shook her head ‘duh’. “Then let’s go.”

As soon as they reached the bathroom Buffy just stood by the door not making a move. They had decided to use the common bathroom rather than the one with the bath inside Willow’s room since here the toilet was nearer to the door meaning that William was to be able to stay outside as Buffy did her business. “Go on then” William gestured for her to go inside.

Buffy reluctantly entered as she shut the door almost squishing William’s wrist in the process. As she prepared to sit she peeked out into the small crack on the door. “Don’t peek!” she warned him.

“Yeah...” was his reply though it not like it’s nothing he haven’t seen before but... so he waited there by the door facing the other direction his wrist were already hurting with the distance Buffy was pulling him through but he didn’t complain. “So, why were you here with Red?”

Buffy answered as she stood up and placed her pants back on, “Why do you keep on asking that?” she pressed the flush button and opened the faucet to wash her hands.

When she opened the door, William’s head was rested on the frame staring back at her, “because you haven’t answered the question yet.”

“Why would you want to know?” she said with a hint of smile as she walked pass him and they went back in front of the television as the credits for Passion rolled and William turned off the TV.

“Nothing” he smiled at her, “just making conversation.” Buffy just threw him a ‘really?’ look and he held up his hands as a sign of innocence. “So you gonna answer it or not...?”

Buffy smiled at him and said, “it was suppose to be our girl’s night.”

“You guys still do that?”

“Yes. You have a problem about that?” William just shrugged his shoulders in response. Actually tonight was suppose to be ‘make Buffy feel good about breaking up with Spike’ night but she didn’t need to tell him that.

“So what do you do during “girl’s night”?” he asked complete with air quotes.

“Just the usual, pretty much what you were suppose to do with Xander tonight. Until he dragged you here.”

He gave out a small laugh “unless you girls were planning to get pissed drunk tonight I think it’s not the same, pet.” She already heard him use those “pet names” a couple of times but just let it pass so she might as let this one pass too. “You never know...” she answered him mysteriously.

“I really doubt that. You girls were probably gonna eat ice cream and talk about boys all night... isn’t that right?” Buffy just gave him a blank expression as an answer. “I saw a couple of pints of Ben and Jerry’s back in the freezer... we don’t want that to go to waste now do we?”

“What?” she looked at him wide-eyed, “you offering eating ice cream with me and talking about boys in place of Willow?”

William cocked his head from side to side, “as long as you promise to get pissed with me later,” he told with one of his grins plastered on his face. “In place of Xander, of course.”

“No way!” she shook her head violently. “But I will take you up on that ice cream...” she said as she got up from the couch and proceeded into the kitchen.

“Oh...Do you have Chunky Monkey by any chance?”

“Then he says ‘No not my suit! Not my goddamn suit! It’s a thousand bucks for crying out loud!’” Buffy couldn’t help but dole out a laugh. It had been this way for the last couple of hours. They were both seated on the couch as William talked away about his trip to Chicago and some stories about his other out of the country getaways. “So how about you, what you’ve been up to here?”

“Umm...” Buffy gave her ice cream a few stabs in, “Nothing really... nothing interesting that is...” ‘or nothing I plan on telling you’.

“Hmm... really?” William mumbled something underneath his breath and of course Buffy asked what was it he said. “I said- never mind.” But Buffy encourage him though she didn’t know why, well she really shouldn’t have. “Who’s Scott?” was his half-whispered question.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me” he told her, “was he the one with you last week at the Expresso Pump?” She looked grimly at him. “It may not be my place to ask but... is he the one?”

“The one?”

“The one you’re seeing now...?”

Buffy didn’t know how to answer that, “what’s it to you?”

“Nothing really...” He looked up into the ceiling as if seeking for the words he might utter up there. “It’s just that I’ve been thinking,” Buffy uttered something along the lines of ‘huh, he thinks?!’ but he chose to dismiss it as he continued on, “Why did she broke it off with me...” he paused then went in for the dramatic effect. “It’s because she’s found somebody else...” He sent her a gesture saying to let him finish before she interrupts, “at least that’s what I got from it.”

“You’re really something aren’t you?” she shook her head in disbelief. “Coming up with these things to make it fit your way...”

“Am I now?” he asked her as he raised a brow. “Tell me then, why?” He dared her to prove him wrong. “It can’t be just because I failed to tell you bout me going away cause that’s bull and we both know that.”

“Couldn’t it just be that I got tired of you? That I wanted more and decided to move on?” he crocked his head to the side as if searching in her eyes if what she just said was true. But she was showing him no expression whatsoever. “You satisfied?” He shook his head no. “And why is that?”

“Because I know it’s not true” he answered nonchalantly.

“My God! You really are FULL of yourself!” Buffy exclaimed. “You know what we’re not even suppose to be talking about this, what I do now is none of your business as what you do is also none of my business.”

“And what’s that suppose to mean?” he asked ‘it can’t be? She can’t know? No!’ he looked relaxed and cool on the outside but inside his stomach was doing cartwheels. But Buffy just shrugged her shoulders in response. “Buffy...” she told him in what can only be described at his bedroom voice “I know you still lo-“

“Don’t!” she cut him off, “You can’t possibly know what I feel!”

He just nodded his head, “right... But I do know what I feel and I-“before he could say the word Buffy shot him a deadly look, “still do, probably always will.”

But Buffy just responded with a shake of her head and disbelief in her face. “Don’t lie to me...” she whispered to the point where William almost didn’t hear her.

“Why would I lie to you?”

Buffy swallowed the lump on her throat, “I know...”

“Know what?” he tried to sound innocent as if he didn’t have a single clue but he knew that’s impossible with the ad on the newspaper the whole bloody world probably knew.

“You’re engaged...”

“Now, where did you hear that stupid idea?” William tried to be dismissive about the facts but he was just buying time, time that was coming straight at him.

“Stop lying...” Buffy was exhausted she didn’t have the energy to argue with him. She didn’t even know why she was trying so hard to tell him it doesn’t really matter anyway. “I read it on the paper...”

“Don’t be silly, luv... You don’t get a copy of the paper remember?”

“Do you really want me to show you?”

William just nodded his head, “okay...” he accepted defeat, he was knew he was busted, there was no backing out now he didn’t even know how to start explaining he didn’t know what he was suppose to say if she even listened to him. “Look I-“

“What can you possibly say to make things better? Huh?” she finally let her eyes meet his which were not filled with tears that didn’t want to fall. “There no possible excuse or explanation for what you did or what are going to do. So don’t you dare question me about my decisions because I don’t have a say in yours... not anymore.”

“Buffy-“Before he could finish the doors burst open, Willow and Xander behind the door giggling and holding on to four cups of coffee.

“Hey you guys!” Willow entered her apartment, which seemed to have gotten more silent than she can ever remember. “Finally got that coffee we were all crazing about.” She waved the styrofoam tray containing for cups of Starbucks.

Buffy breathed in deep, wiping some of the fallen tears, and tried to compose herself as William looked at her with pleading eyes wanting her to understand him, listen to him anything really. “Can you take this off Xander?” he pulled at the metal bracelet.

“Yeah...” he walked over to them as he looked at Willow as if saying ‘what the hell happened here?’ but she just answered her with a shrug of her shoulders. As soon as the cuffs her off, Buffy rose from the sofa not saying a word to anyone and retreated into Willow’s room.

“Okay...? What happened here?” Xander looked at William asking for an answer but he just stood and went out the door also not saying a word.

“At least they didn’t kill each other... coffee?”

to be continued...

It has been three months since... well a lot has happened three months ago, he was in love then it all broke into hell. He thought he could get the girl of his dreams back but that was over with too. Now here he was standing into front of the mirror in the bounds of one of the churches in Los Angeles fixing his bow tie; which apparently picked this day of all the days to not tie itself. As he continued to struggle with the black piece of cloth, he was startled by a sudden knock at the door. “Come in.”

“Hey, man...” Oz came in wearing a black and white suit. He had surprisingly dyed his hair a jet black this time, something normal for once. “How’re you feeling?”

“I’m okay...” he answered as he continued to fidget with the cloth. Finally giving up, “Bloody hell!” he threw it onto the floor and stared at himself in the mirror.

“Having the jitters, huh?” Oz said casually as he stooped down and grabbed the bow tie then he stood behind William and tied it perfectly into place. “There, perfect.”

“Where’s Xander?” he asked as he placed his suit on.

“He’s out there somewhere, probably talking with the guest or something.” He nodded his head in response still staring at his reflection in the mirror. “Look, man...” Oz started as he sat in one of the couches in the room. “Are you sure about this?”

“About what?” he asked nonchalantly as he sat beside him.

“About this!” he gestured with his hand. That was probably the first time William ever saw him have a real expression on his face. “This whole charade. Xander asked me to talk some sense into you. Bachelor life is so much better, are you sure you want this?”

“Good question.” That was what he had been asking himself these past few months. Was this really what he wanted? Would he really happy with this decision? Will he someday look back and regret the whole thing? But after all that was said and done he still came to the same conclusion there was nothing he could do. He just shrugged his shoulders, “I agreed to it.”

Oz nodded his head, there was nothing he could do now, he tried it didn’t work as planned. If this thing really wasn’t meant to happen well... they needed a miracle and that miracle better befall upon them soon.

There was a knock at the door it was Xander. “Hey, you guys ready? Ceremony’s about to start. The bridesmaids are lovely!” he said the last part with much enthusiasm.

The two men just gave each other a knowing look. “Yeah,” William rose from his seat as they made their way out of the hall. Just as they neared the church proper William noticed that there was one door opened ajar, light was spilling in from the inside. He paused and asked Xander and Oz to walk right ahead of him promising he’ll be right out.

As he neared he heard sounds, sounds of someone who seemed to be crying. As he pushed open the door he saw her, his bride standing in front of the full-length mirror dressed in a white chiffon gown. “You look lovely, pet...”

Hearing the familiar voice she turned back and looked as she tried to hide the evidence of her tears. “Hey, you don’t look so bad yourself.”

William just shrugged and smiled at her, “are you almost done? The ceremony’s about to start.” He told her as he picked up the veil on the chair and placed it on her head and sheltered her face with it, “beautiful.” And she just smiled at him in response. “I’ll be waiting for you outside, come out when you’re ready...”

He was about to close the door, “Spike wait!” he looked back in and gave her a questioning look, “I don’t think I can do this.” She sat in the middle of the room her gown bunching up beside her as she did.

“Is something wrong?” he asked her with concern as he sat sat down beside her. “Are you feeling sick, Dru? I can call for Eth-“he was about to get up and out the door but she stopped him.

“I’m not sick,” she told him as she looked at him in the eye, “I thought I could do this, I thought I could pull it off but I can’t. I’m sorry.”

“Why?”

“Because you don’t love me.” He didn’t know how to answer that so he just opted to stay silent and held on to her shoulders. “I thought it could be just like before, maybe if I tried harder, maybe if we spend enough time but it didn’t work out,” she tried to explain herself. William had been nice enough these past few months. He really was a true gentleman doing all the things a fiancée should do and being involved in the wedding preparations as if he really wanted to get married. But she knew the truth he was just being considerate. “Your heart belongs to someone else,” she said the last part in a whisper. “You go on, you’re free. The wedding’s off.”

William was still a bit disoriented with all the things he just heard, closing his eyes a bit to sort things out, “What about your da, he would-“

“I’ll take care of him,” Dru threw him a smile. “He his after all a daughter-whipped soddin’ old man right?”

He grinned back at her saying more thanks than any word could possibly contain. “What do you say we tell the guest together, huh?” he offered his arm to her. “Though it would be a shame to let all those presents go to waste don’t you think so?”

She gave him a warm smile, “I’ll tell them, you go on ahead.”

“I have no plans for today, pet. I was thinking it was gonna be my wedding, sort of cleared up my schedule for it.”

“Haha,” she laughed at him sarcastically. “I mean you should go and look for... Biffy, Buddy, Betty...?”

“Buffy,” he supplied.

“Yeah... her.”

“And tell her what exactly?” William asked her as he helped her up and she began changing into a much more comfortable outfit as if what just happened was suddenly blown by the wind. That was what Drusilla had always been sorrowful today then blissful the next.

“That you love her,” she told him as if it was the most obvious answer. “Can you unzip me please?” she turned her back to him and he slowly zipped her out of her gown.

“It’s not gonna be that easy... telling her I love her is not enough.” Dru disappeared behind one of the curtains and began taking her clothes off as she muffled something. “What did you say, pet?”

She peeked her head out, “I said, it is gonna be that easy, and it is enough... believe me,” she said as her head disappeared back into the curtain. ‘Maybe’ he thought. Maybe Dru was right; maybe it was enough. ‘When did I start getting advice from women who always seemed to be on the edge of sanity’ as if reading his mind. “I’m not crazy Spike, I know I’m right.” He just smiled at that, one problem though he didn’t know where to start looking. Then it dawned on to him, ‘Oz!’ his mind screamed as he started for the door. “By the way, Spike,” Dru called as she opened the curtain now dressed in something a little less formal and the hell less ruffly. “If you’re wondering.... Nothing happened that night.”

“Thanks, pet.” he looked back at her as he spirited out of the hall.

“I expect to get an invitation to your wedding!” Dru called out, “if you two do get a wedding.” But he didn’t hear anything cause he was already half way down the street.

To be continued...

A bus was speeding through the high way as it ran past the “Welcome to Sunnydale” sign. Sadness was clearly evident on Buffy’s face as she was riding the bus from LA, she perfectly knew what today was and that’s the same reason why she was leaving LA.. There was nothing else left for her there anymore. After months of struggling with her and Willow’s business, she finally decided to throw in the towel; there was really no hope for it going anywhere. With their business down there was really no reason for her to stay in LA thus she was taking the bus back to Sunnydale.

The vehicle came to a stop as the each passenger boarded off. Buffy slowly made her way down the steps as she got a taxi to bring her home. She really didn’t know what she was doing here, she had nothing planned or anything. She thought of maybe going back to school. With Dawn’s scholarship there was nothing stopping her from pursuing a better education.

As she opened the door to her house and called for her mom, as she expected no one was home. Joyce was probably still at the gallery and Dawn was probably still hanging out with her friends. It was almost six but she could have gone out to a movie, it was Friday night after all. She mused the time when she was the out and in a party during Friday nights.

After hauling her things up to her room and leaving a note on the refrigerator for her mom and Dawn stating that she had come home and was gonna be taking the SUV out. She grabbed her purse and hopped up on the car and drove.

She passed along the streets of Sunnydale, passing the park where there were kids playing around the jungle gym and an old couple cuddled under the tree. She looked away and tried to clear her mind.

She never knew how to drive before but in the duration of the past three months Scott was able to teach her. ‘Scott’ she thought. Well... big surprise they didn’t work it out. It’s not because he wasn’t a nice guy. He was nicer than any woman could possibly be with it was just that he lacked something, something she couldn’t seem to put her finger on. Plus there was another problem... he wasn’t sure of his gender, as it turned out he was gay. They haven’t officially broken up but it was sort of a given after he came out of the closet. It was sort of funny actually, for once a guy didn’t cheat on her or leave her but turned out gay! As she turned back and looked at the couple sitting down on the park bench, ‘they’re probably taking their grandchildren in to play.’ She knew that Scott didn’t exactly leave her then why does she feel like it is.

“Thanks for the ride Mrs. Johnson.” Dawn called as she walked up the porch and to the back of the house. As she entered the kitchen she saw that there was a note on the fridge.

Mom,

I’m back! Just took the SUV for a drive. Don’t wait up!

Buffy.

PS: Dawn, I’m not here to ruin you life.

Before Dawn could contemplate what she had read the door bell rang. Making her way into the hallway she opened the door to see... “Spike?”

As soon as he had the information he wanted. William jumped right into his car and made his mark all over the road possibly going over the speed limit but he didn’t care. He suddenly had this rush of determination where he just had to find her talk to her, even if he had no idea what to tell her once he actually catches up with her.

Oz had told him that Buffy was on her way back to Sunnydale; at least that was the information he had heard from Willow. The redhead got a scholarship to some university in the north. She finally had the courage to stand up to her mother. She didn’t want to be a medical student, not really and this scholarship offered her a full education as long as she kept her grades up so she took it right away. That’s why Buffy left LA according to Oz because according to her she really didn’t have any reason to stay there.

Learning that Buffy was back in Sunnydale, the first thing that popped into his mind about Buffy’s whereabouts was that she would return home. That was the most expected thing for her to do so here he was in their front door ringing the door bell.

“Hey, bit?” William greeted her. She threw her arms around him as if they were life long friends who had lost contact through the years.

“What are you doing here?” she asked him as soon as they parted ways.

“I was kinda looking for your sis? Is she home?”

“Oh... You’re looking for Buffy...” Dawn had a disappointed look on her face. “She left this note,” she held up the piece of paper, “said she went out for a drive... do you wanna come in and wait maybe?”

“Did you just say she went out for a drive?”

“Yeah, says so right here... I’m sure she’ll be back.”

William raised an eyebrow, something until now Dawn still found super hot. She knew it was wrong this was her sister’s boyfriend after all but a little crush never hurt anyone right? “Have you seen your big sis drive, bit?”

“Oh yeah, best you hurry.” Before William could burst back into his car, Dawn called for him and he looked back. “You really love her don’t you?”

“Yes, I do,” was his simple answer.

Dawn smiled, “Take care of her, okay? Now go and find her! Capture her heart or something! Is that what cool people say nowadays? Or did that sounded funny?”

“Capture her heart? Bit, I think you’re reading too much romance novels,” he teased and yet added, “...but that made a lot of sense. Thanks, pet.” He offered her a smile, ‘now where the hell am I gonna look for her?’

To be continued...

She didn’t know how she ended up here but somehow she did. Buffy was looking over the town of Sunnydale, it was sure a spectacular sight. The lights of the establishments were illuminated. From here it looked liked the small town was a mini Las Vegas or she could be just imagining it. The first time she went here was on the night of her birthday. He had brought her here, remembering just that wiped the smile off her face, ‘why am I even here?’ Just as she was about ready to leave and get back home. She reached over to the other side of the car to close the window knocking her purse onto the floor and spilling all it’s contents in the process. ‘Damn!’ she cursed herself as she picked up her things.

One of her things was knocked to the farther end of the car floor so she had to get out and walk to the other side to reach it. She opened the passenger door and reached beneath the dashboard to retrieve the item. She hauled it over in front of her face and she couldn’t help but let a tear fall.

She was holding a silver locket, the silver locket he had given her that day that he brought her here. She clutched it in her hand as she walked over to the near bench and sat looking out onto the sight in front of her eyes. Clasping the jewel near her heart more tears fell.

He had been everywhere! Every single place he could think of that she would be. He even checked allies and bars but she was no where in sight. He didn’t know where he was gonna look next. He just kept on driving, following where his instinct took him. The longer he couldn’t find her, the more anxious he got about her safety. He hasn’t actually seen Buffy drive before but from the stories he heard she can’t be that bad.

William was now passing the road a little bit off Sunnydale, he didn’t know why he even drove here, Buffy would never go here. Just as soon as he was ready to turn back he saw a glimpse of blonde hair and then an SUV just beside the bench where the woman sat. Following his gut he pulled the car over and got off stalking over to the cliff end.

She now had the locket around her neck, she knew it was just a reminder something that would stop her from moving on but she didn’t care. She had almost forgotten of it shoving it under her bed as soon as... she didn’t really want to think about that. She had opened it and found the picture of the two of them on their first date, if one can call it a date. It was like love at first sight for her and maybe it was for him too. And as they say the faster you fall the faster you stay falling. She didn’t know why she wanted to stay here but she did.

Suddenly she heard ruffled sounds and footsteps approaching, her heart was pounding hard. Is it a mugger that saw it as a good opportunity to come and rob a helpless girl who was alone beside a cliff bawling her eyes out? But before she could decide on what her next move was gonna be the figure was standing right in front of her.

“Hey...!” it asked. She looked up wiping on her tear-streaked cheeks hoping for the worst.

“Hey...” she answered when she saw who it was. “You look nice,” she mindlessly commented.

William just shrugged his shoulders in response. “I need your help...” he sat on the spot beside her.

“On what?” she asked avoiding his eyes and staring out into the town below.

“You see I was your client back in LA.”

She cut him off, “Oh, you don’t like your match? Well I can’t help you there. See we sort of closed...”

“No. That’s not the problem,” he answered. “Actually I think-no, I’m sure I found the perfect one.” Then there was silence as neither of them spoke only the ruffle of the tress could be heard. “So, I was wondering if you could help me get her back?”

Buffy was feeling very much confused and curious on where this thing was going. “Why? Where did she go?”

“That’s not it either... you see I have been a real jerk and-“

She cut him off yet again, “Maybe if you describe her, it might be easier for me to remember.”

“Well...” William breathed in deep still looking straight onto the direction of Buffy. “She’s blonde, petite...gorgeous, with the biggest heart I have ever known. So understanding and patient... a generous sister and a loving daughter. She was probably the best person I have ever met... probably ever will... and she loves lilies.”

Again silence befell them. “What would you tell her if you find her?” she asked still looking out into the night refusing to look straight at him.

“I’ll tell her that I’m sorry and that I had been a fool. That I really missed her and that... that I love her.” He leaned down trying to catch her eye. Maybe if she saw him say it she’d make herself believe it. “That I never should have run away, I should have fought for her... us and that I made a big mistake and hope that it’s not too late...”

“I don’t think you are...” she said as their eyes finally met for the first time as she bestowed him a warm smile which he returned gratefully. And then they awkwardly looked away from each other for a good minute or so.

“Lilies, huh?”

“Yeah, white ones. She loved them.”

“I don’t think she’ll be that hard to find...”

“Yeah?” he asked as he inched towards her.

“Yeah. I already know where she is.”

The End

A/N: At last after almost a year it’s finally done. I hoped you all enjoyed reading it as much I have enjoyed writing it. Thanks for all the support to all you guys who never forget to leave feedback it really does help a lot though I wished there were more hehe! A big final shout-out to violettatoo for being ever so helpful throughout the duration of the story, you’re the best! Lastly... keep on living the Spuffy Spirit! Till next time Chao!