A Glimpse of Heaven

Chapter 25

Buffy wished she had insisted on the movie instead of the Bronze as the band playing on stage thumped out the overly loud music that seemed to vibrate her from the inside out. She didn’t know which was worse, being subjected to Angel’s friends or listening to the loud music blaring from the speakers only a few feet away from the table she was sitting at with Angel.

She and Angel had only been at the Bronze for ten minutes when what seemed like the entire football teamed showed up and nearly half of them situated themselves around her and Angel’s table. She had never felt like such an outsider before but ever since Angel’s friends had shown up, he had practically ignored her.

She sighed heavily as she lifted her cup and finished off the diet coke she had been sipping on before rolling her eyes as one of the guys yelled. She didn’t know what Angel saw in half of them. They were like four-year-olds on crack. None of them knew how to talk without yelling and the rude comments and hand gestures they always seemed to demonstrate were almost more than she could take.

Leaning back in her chair, Buffy sighed again and tried to tune them out and let her eyes roam over the crowd. The place was packed with teenagers and college students and for once, Buffy wished she was home in the quite sanctuary of her room.

As the band started playing a slower song, Buffy turned to look at Angel, hoping to at least get to dance before the night was over. Then she saw him. Sitting on a stool by the pool tables, was Spike. She couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth as she looked at him. From where she was sitting, she could still see some of the bruises on his face but the glasses were gone. As he lean forward, she let her eyes roam the area and soon found the rest of her friends. They were all there.

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Willow tried not to be obvious, but kept stealing glances at Buffy. She hoped her friend would choose the Bronze and just as she suspected, she had. It had taken a lot of persuading to get Spike out of the house but with Xander and Jesse’s help they had finally managed it.

No one else had seen Buffy yet and Willow had made a point to not tell them she thought she would be there. She smiled as she saw Buffy looking their way and had to restrain herself from waving. She didn’t really want to interfere with her date no matter how much she wanted to but hoped Buffy would come to them before the night was out. Spike being there was the bait and Willow hoped it would be enough.

“Wills. You going to shoot or not?” Xander asked, nudging Willow in the arm.

“Oh, sorry,” Willow grinned before picking up her cue stick and walking back to the table. She made an attempt at her shot while grinning to herself as she glanced over to where Buffy was sitting and saw her still staring over at them. Figuring out how to get her away from Angel was going to be tricky.

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“Hey Ryan, you bring the stuff?” Angel whispered as he leaned over toward one of his friends.

“I said I would man,” Ryan smiled as he looked at Angel and stuck his hand in his pocket, pulling out a small white envelope.

Angel grinned big, glancing around at those seated around him before reaching under the table and taking the envelope. He pocketed his prize before leaning back in his chair and looking at Buffy before wrapping his arm around her. “Everything okay?” He asked her, smiling.

Buffy turned her attention away from her friends on the other side of the room and smiled as she looked back over at Angel. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she lied.

“Good,” Angel said, giving her shoulder a tight squeeze before placing a kiss on her head. “You need another drink?” He asked, finally noticing the empty cup sitting beside her.

“Yeah,” Buffy told him, “but I’ll get it. You stay and talk to your friends.”

Angel smiled as she stood up and watched her walk away from the table before the laughter of his friends caught his attention. Turning back to them he sighed happily, knowing that tonight would be one he would never forget.

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Buffy made her way to the bar holding her empty cup as she discreetly looked toward her friends. She sighed in frustration as she looked at them. She wanted nothing more than to be over there laughing and having a good time with them. They were all smiling and laughing and seemed to be having a great time while she was stuck with the idiot patrol.

After giving the guy tending the bar her order, she turned and looked back toward the pool tables and her breath caught in her throat when she saw Spike looking at her. She froze while what seemed liked a million things raced through her mind all at once. She didn’t know if she should run, go back to Angel or do what her heart was tugging at her to do and go to him.

He smiled at her then and she felt almost dizzy from it. She wasn’t able to contain the smile that tugged at her lips and before she knew what was happening, she threw her hand up and waved. Spike’s smile only brightened as did hers. The bartender finally broke the moment by yelling at her to take her drink. When she finally tore her eyes away from Spike and looked toward the cup her momentary happiness was shattered as the large hand she knew well wrapped around it.

“I thought you got lost,” Angel said as he picked up her drink and wrapped his free arm around her.

Buffy forced a smile on her face and looked up at him. “No, just a long line,” she lied.

Angel looked at the few people standing around the bar and smiled before turning and leading her back to the table.

Spike watched Angel lead Buffy away and the urge to go after her was almost too much. He knew he didn’t have a right to tell Buffy who she could and couldn’t date, but knowing what kind of person Angel was had Spike wanting to inflict as much bodily harm on him as he possibly could. Every time he thought about what Angel and his friends did, Spike thought his blood would boil. The fact that Buffy chose to be with him only aggravated the situation more.

Sighing heavily, Spike finally turned his attention back to Xander and the others and tried to put Buffy out of his mind. Lingering on the thoughts of having a relationship with her while she was on a date only made things worse and having to watch Angel put his hands on her only irritated the situation more. One way or another he would have her. This he knew.

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Angel sat quietly at the table with his arm still wrapped around Buffy’s shoulder. He watched her as she quietly sipped her drink but she wasn’t really what held his attention. It was the bleached blonde sitting by the pool tables.

He had seen Spike when he went looking for Buffy and seeing him smile at her had infuriated him. Seeing her return the smile and even throw her hand up to wave at him sent a wave of hatred slicing through him. He honestly didn’t think Spike would be a problem now but he seemed to have underestimated him. Maybe his last lesson wasn’t enough. Smiling to himself, he gave one last look to Spike before pulling Buffy closer to him.

Buffy felt like her insides were going to rattle clean out of her. Her nerves were on end from the loud music, seeing Spike and now Angel. He hadn’t taken his hand off of her since he met her at the bar and all the attention he was now paying to her had her wondering if he had seen Spike.

He hadn’t paid her that much attention all night and now the sudden attention had her brain in overdrive. Did Angel see her wave at Spike? What if he did? Spike was her friend. She didn’t deny that and never would, but if her assumptions about what happened to Spike were true, then Angel was dangerous.

That thought alone scared her. She didn’t have any special slayer skills in this world and stopping Angel from hurting Spike wasn’t going to be easy. Not that Spike couldn’t take care of himself if he needed to, but judging from his last run in it would seem Angel didn’t play fair.

Sighing heavily, she downed her diet coke and closed her eyes. She needed to find out the truth and find out fast.

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Willow frowned as she looked over at Buffy. She was sure she would have joined them by now. She saw the small exchange between Spike and Buffy and hoped her friend would at least make an appearance.

Spike had been unusually quite the whole night. Willow had seen him glance in Buffy’s direction more than a few times and judging from the way he was fidgeting in his seat she was sure he was going to go to her before the night was out.

The whole night was turning out wrong. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Buffy was supposed to come to her senses, dump Angel publicly and then run to Spike and confess her love just like they did in the movies.

Seeing Angel stand up, Willow quickly turned her attention back to the game so he wouldn’t see her staring at them. She’d have to think of something else. Seeing Angel walking towards the bar she handed Jesse her pool cue and excused herself from the game.

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“Diet coke,” Angel said, handing Buffy’s empty glass to the bartender before he drummed his fingers across the bar. He glanced back over his shoulder, looking at Buffy before he smiled.

“Hey Angel,” Willow said quietly with a shy smile. “Um, you and Buffy having fun?” God how lame Willow thought as the words left her mouth.

Angel turned, looking at the redhead before smiling. “Having a great time.”

“That’s good,” Willow beamed as she looked up at him. “Um, I know we don’t talk much, you being captain of the football team and me, well not, but you being Buffy’s boyfriend and all I thought maybe you’d want to join us and get to know her friends some since we never get to see her much when she’s out with you and I know I’m rambling right now but I do that when I get nervous, so I’ll just be over here if you want to come over.” Willow practically ran back to the pool tables and the safety of her friends. She didn’t know what she was doing. Inviting Angel to join them was like a death wish. No one wanted to see Angel, let alone talk to him and what would Spike think? What would Buffy think? Did she just go completely stupid or what? “Buffy’s gonna kill me.” Willow thought.

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The game had been long and fun and Xander couldn’t remember the last time he laughed so hard. Jess was playing just as badly as he always did and Willow was improving. Spike not playing just made Xander seem like the pro and life seemed great from where he was standing.

Walking to the table beside Spike, Xander picked up his drink while Jesse set the table up again. Before taking a big gulp of his drink Xander let his eyes scan the club. Finally resting on the dance floor, his eyes widened comically before the drink seemed to go down the wrong way and he spit it halfway across the room.

“Bloody hell, Harris!” Spike yelled, standing up to escape the spray of drink Xander spit out before he finally looked at him. His eyes were huge and his mouth was hanging open as he stared across the room. Following his line of sight, Spike turned his head and his own eyes widened as he saw what had caught Xander’s attention.

“Okay guys, who’s up?” Jesse asked smiling as he turned to the others. He saw Spike and Xander both staring like they had just seen the devil himself and turned to see what they were looking at. “Oh my,” he whispered.

Willow was the last to see and her reaction was no different from that of the guys. “Oh brother,” Willow said as she walked slowly toward the others and stopped. “Where did she learn to do that?”

“Don’t know, but I’m so not complaining,” Xander finally said as he stared at Buffy out on the dance floor.

Spike didn’t know whether to be turned on by the display or furious. Buffy was dancing with Angel and he didn’t think she even knew how to dance like that. It was provocative and made his mouth go completely dry as he watched her.

She was draped across Angel and the look on her face was unlike any he had ever seen. She didn’t even seem to know she was in a public place judging from the way she was acting and seeing Angel reach down and grab her leg caused the muscle in Spike’s jaw to tick as he ground his teeth together.

The short skirt Buffy was wearing rode up her thigh as she wrapped her leg around Angel and seeing Angel run his hand up her leg and disappear under the light blue fabric had Spike clenching his fist at his side.

“Um, does anyone else find this strange?” Willow asked as she watched the display.

“Very strange,” Jesse replied. “But it’s very…”

“Yeah, that it is,” Xander said, stunned. “Didn’t think the Buffster had that in her.”

“Neither did I,” Willow agreed, just as shocked.

Spike watched the display until he saw both of Angel’s hands disappear under Buffy’s skirt and knew he had to get out of there. He knew if he watched for another minute he’d have to kill somebody, preferably Angel. Making his way to the door, he spared one last glance at Buffy before grabbing the door and slamming it open. The fresh air hit him like a ton of bricks. He started down the sidewalk and heard the door slam back open before he heard Willow call out to him.

“Spike, wait up!” Willow ran and wondered how he had gotten so far down the sidewalk in such a short time. When she finally caught up with him she wasn’t sure if she should try to stop him or let him go. His face was completely red and his whole body was tense. She didn’t have any doubt what was going through his mind and from what she had just seen inside she believed his assumption had merit. “Spike, stop a minute.”

“Why?” Spike ground out through clenched teeth.

“Because, um…Buffy isn’t normally like that.”

Spike chuckled before shaking his head. “Whatever Red,” he finally said before he quickened his step.

“She likes you!” Willow yelled out. “She told me so!”

Spike stopped and spun around before smiling big. “Is that right?”

“Yes,” Willow told him, closing the short distance between them. “She told me so last night.”

“Well, she has a funny way of showing it.”

Willow felt bad. She didn’t know what Buffy was up to but knew there had to be a reason for her behavior. “Well, she was pretty upset about what you and Sandy did. Maybe she just thought a little payback was in order.”

Spike thought about it and his anger lifted only slightly before he shook his head. “Don’t think so Red,” he said. “What I did wasn’t anything like what I just saw.”

“I know, but Buffy told me…”

“Don’t really care what she told you,” Spike spat out. “If she wants the poof, then so be it. I have better things to do than play games.”

Willow opened her mouth to speak but felt the air leave her lungs as Spike turned quickly and stormed off. She didn’t know what to think. What was Buffy doing? “She cried!” she practically screamed out.

Spike stopped. That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“Last night, when we got home, Buffy cried.” Willow knew Buffy would kill her for telling him this but couldn’t think of anything else to get him to stop. She knew if he left, things would be back at square one. “When I finally got her to admit that she liked you and when she realized what you and Sandy had done was just to make her jealous, she cried. You really hurt her.” Please let him buy this, Willow thought as she rambled on. “She really does like you and this morning she was going to call you but Angel came by and she couldn’t. Maybe seeing you here was just her way of getting back at you.”

Spike slowly turned and looked at Willow. The thoughts of Buffy crying over what he had done had his heart clenching in his chest. Was she really just trying to make him jealous?

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Jesse and Xander were still standing in the same spot staring out on the dance floor. Buffy and Angel had sat back down but neither boy could tear their eyes away from the scene they had just witnessed. It was like watching a train wreck. No matter how much you wanted to look away, you couldn’t.

They barely even noticed when Spike stormed off or Willow follow him but as the music finally changed to a slower pace they finally snapped out of their daze.

“Do you think we could get her to dance with us like that?” Jesse finally asked as he looked over at Xander.

“I doubt it.”

“To bad.”

“That it is.”

Willow finally came back inside the building with Spike in tow. She hoped Buffy wouldn’t kill her when she found out all the lies she had spouted but knew she’d be grateful for it later.

Seeing that Buffy wasn’t on the dance floor caused a relieved sigh to escape her as she made her way back to Xander and Jesse. The night was just getting stranger and stranger.

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Spike made a beeline for the bar. He didn’t know why he came back in but Willow had practically begged him. Even though some of what Willow told him about Buffy’s feelings toward him sounded a little far fetched, he couldn’t help but hope she was being honest with him.

Grabbing a drink, he down it quickly before finally getting up the nerve to turn and look for Buffy. She wasn’t dancing so that was a plus and after scanning the table she and Angel had been at he strained his neck to try and see her. She wasn’t there, but the current pain in his ass was. Spike had to bit back the curse ready to fly from his mouth as he watched him laugh with his friends and he had never wanted to hurt anyone as much as he did now. Just looking at Angel caused his blood to boil.

Finally looking away he saw Buffy go down the hall toward the restrooms and he quickly went after her. This game had gone on long enough. It was time to set things straight no matter what the consequences.

Buffy stopped at the end of the hall and Spike watched her turn in a complete circle before she finally looked up. Her face lit up in a huge smile as she saw him and he was surprised to say the least.

“Spike!” Buffy squealed in delight when she saw him. “Where did you come from?”

“I’ve been right here,” Spike said slowly as she continued to grin at him.

“What happened to your glasses?” Buffy asked him, pouting slightly as she tilted her head to the side before she took a few steps toward him. “I liked them,” she giggled. “Made you look smart and sexy.”

Spike’s eyes widened slightly at her words but the way she was looking at him caused him to look around to see if anyone else was around before he turned back to look at her. “Buffy, are you feeling okay?”

“I feel GREAT!” she laughed. “Hey, you hear that?”

“Uh, do I hear what?”

“That song!” She squealed. “Dance with me.”

Spike barely kept himself from falling over as Buffy threw herself at him and the feel of her wrapped around him was almost too much. Her arms were wound tightly around him and he could feel her warm breath on the side of his neck. He closed his eyes and moaned softly as she ground her hips against him and he was temporarily lost in the sensations.

“Remember that time we were getting married?” Buffy giggled. “I never told anyone how disappointed I was when that stupid spell was broken.”

Spike was brought out of his daze as she talked and he lifted his head and tried to look at her. He didn’t know what she was talking about and the way her lips kept grazing the side of his neck as she talked made it hard for him to concentrate.

“I know we hated each other and all, but after that one time, God how I wanted you.”

“Um, what time was that Buffy?” Spike closed his eyes as Buffy lightly kissed the side of his neck and his arms gripped her hips trying to still them as she continued to ground herself against him. He had to fight his reaction to her and shifted on his feet as he felt himself become more aroused by the second.

“You remember,” Buffy said coyly before she kissed his neck and darted her tongue out, tasting the salt on his skin. “When Giles was on the couch,” she giggled. “Remember, he kept asking what that noise was?”

“Um, don’t seem to recall,” Spike replied. “Wanna be more specific?”

Buffy laughed again as Spike’s hold on her tightened and he moaned deep in his throat as she nipped and licked his neck. “I remember how good it felt having your lips on me,” she whispered in his ear. “The way your tongue played across my skin. The way it felt when you touched me,” she whispered. “Do you want to touch me now, Spike?”

“Oh god,” Spike croaked out.

“Do you still want to taste me?”

Spike knew this had to be a dream. What other explanation could there be? As Buffy peppered small kisses across his neck to his jaw, Spike’s breathing was coming in small pants. Opening his eyes briefly he let himself be drawn into her before she found his lips. Another small moan escaped him as her tongue darted out, licking his lips before it pushed its way inside his mouth. As all his fantasies came crashing in around him, Spike grabbed her, gripping her tightly to him and returned the kiss.

To Be Continued………

A/N…..

A Glimpse of Heaven

Chapter 26

Willow chewed on her fingernails as she, Xander and Jesse all stared over at Angel and his friends. She had filled the two boys in on what was going on and they had all seen Spike follow Buffy down the hall and knew that any minute things could get ugly.

“There’s no doubt in my mind that they were the ones who beat up Spike,” Xander said, breaking the silence around them. “I know Spike has denied it, but come on…”

“I’m with you man,” Jesse chimed in. “Those jerks aren’t nearly as smooth as they think they are.”

“Come on guys,” Willow said, rolling her eyes. “This isn’t about them. It’s about Buffy and Spike. We’re here for support only.”

“Yeah, but what happens when support isn’t enough?” Xander asked, turning his head to look at her. “If those guys start something what are we suppose to do? Apologize and run off with our tails tucked between our legs?”

“Well no, we try to talk to them and run if we have to.”

Xander and Jesse both looked at her with wide eyes before they busted out laughing. Willow stared at them both before shaking her head and sighing heavily. “Spike, whatever you’re doing, make it fast.” she thought before closing her eyes and saying a silent prayer.

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Spike pulled back from Buffy with a gasp, sucking in large amounts of air as Buffy continued to attack his lips. He had her pinned against the wall and his lips felt three sizes bigger than they should be. Iit took everything in him not to get lost in her.

As much as he wanted to continued their little snog fest, he knew something was wrong. Buffy would never be so aggressive, especially given their past differences and the more she pulled on him and her moans became louder the more concerned he became. Reaching up, he grabbed her arms from around his neck and took a step back from her.

“What’s wrong?” Buffy asked after opening her eyes when she lost contact with him.

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out,” Spike told her, panting hard for breath as he held her at arms length. “Something’s not right here Buffy.”

“Are you scared?” Buffy grinned. “Poor little Spikey is scared of little ole’ me?”

Spike watched her laugh almost hysterically and knew something was definitely wrong with her. Reaching up, he grabbed her chin, lifting her head and looked at her face. He sighed heavily before closing his eyes briefly as his anger set in. “Buffy, have you been drinking?”

Buffy finally got her laughter under control but her smile was still huge as she nodded her head. “I had a coke,” she said with more enthusiasm than needed. “But it was only diet. The real stuff makes my ass wide!”

“I see,” Spike said before looking into her eyes. “Have you had anything else?”

“Like what?”

“Drugs?” Spike asked point blank and could tell by the shocked look on her face what she was going to say.

“NO!” Buffy practically screamed. “Drugs are bad.”

“Yes, they are,” Spike said before he looked down the hall, watching the throng of people dancing on the crowded dance floor before looking back at Buffy. She was already dancing again and her eyes were glazed over and distant. She may not have knowingly taken drugs, but he assumed that was what had happened. Grabbing her by the arm, he turned them and started leading her down the hall.

“Are we going to dance?” Buffy asked as she saw the dance floor and it took all the strength Spike had to turn her and head her in the direction of Willow and the guys. “No, afraid not pet.”

“But I want to dance,” Buffy whined as Spike led her away.

“You can dance later.” Spike was greeted by Xander, Jesse and Willow as he made his way to the pool tables with Buffy and the questioning looks on their faces were laced with the same concerns he now had.

“What’s going on?” Willow asked concerned as she saw the hardened lines on Spike face and the way Buffy was acting.

“I think you need to take her home,” Spike said, pushing Buffy ahead of him slightly and into Willow grasp. “Take her to your house though. She can’t go home like this.”

“What’s wrong with her?” Willow asked, more concerned now as Buffy began dancing again and not really paying any attention to what was going on around her.

“I think she’s been drugged,” Spike told them before looking over toward Angel’s table.

“Well that explains a lot,” Xander said, following Spike’s line of sight and looking at Angel and his buddies. “What are we going to do?”

Willow looked at the guys and glanced briefly over at Angel before she reached out and took Buffy’s arm. “Come on Buffy, we need to go,” she told her before looking back at Spike. “You’re not going to do something stupid, are you?”

“No, not at all red,” Spike answered her as he kept his eyes trained on Angel.

Willow wasn’t stupid, and not that she blamed him, but she knew Buffy wouldn’t want this. No matter what, Buffy wouldn’t want any of her friends getting hurt, especially over her. “Spike, if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, you might want to think about what Buffy’s going to think when she’s herself again.”

“Well, that’s more thinking than I feel up to at the moment,” Spike told her, finally turning his head to look at her. “Look, just take Buffy back to your house. Xander, go with them and make sure they make it okay. I’m just going to go have a little chat with Angel and his boys.”

“I don’t think so Spike,” Xander told him, coming to stand beside him. “We all know what happened to you last week was the result of Angel and there’s no way I’m letting you walk back into that again alone.”

“Me either,” Jesse said, smiling and offering his support.

“Alright, the male posturing thing is just childish. Buffy wouldn’t want any of this,” Willow told them, glaring at the three boys with daggers in her eyes. “What she would want, is for all three of you to help her home and let it go. Especially you Spike.”

Spike turned to face her and caught Buffy’s eye. He almost felt his blood boil just from looking at her knowing full and well what Angel had done and more importantly why. There was no way he could just let that go, could he? Sighing heavily, he closed the distance between Buffy and himself and smiled as she looked up at him. “Buffy, we’re going to take you to Willow’s, okay?”

“Why?”

“So you can get some sleep,” Spike told her, smiling slightly as she started to pout.

“Oh! A pajama party?” Buffy squealed delighted as her mood shifted instantly.

“Something like that, yeah,” Spike grinned at her enthusiasm.

“Oh, we’re going to have so much fun!” Buffy laughed. “We can paint our toenails and talk about boy stuff.”

Spike couldn’t help but laugh at her as she began to bounce on her feet and started rambling off to Willow all the things they needed. He didn’t like the idea of just letting Angel go and not making him pay for what he had done, but knew Willow was right. Buffy wouldn’t want any of them getting hurt. Her reaction to his last beating was enough to show she cared and she didn’t even know the circumstances around that particular incidence. If they were to get into it now, hard telling what she’d do.

Spike watched Willow guide Buffy to the door before he followed them and couldn’t help chuckling at the things Buffy was saying. Although the drugs in her system were bad, the things coming out of her mouth were almost too funny not to laugh at. As he caught Xander’s eye, he noticed the big grin on his friends face and knew he was having the same problem.

“Going somewhere?”

Spike stopped and turned at his voice and almost danced for joy when he saw Angel. No way would Buffy be mad if Angel started it. “Home,” he answered him, smiling slightly.

“Well, you do look a little worse for wear Spike. It’s probably a good idea. Although, I don’t believe you’ll be leaving with my girl,” Angel grinned. “Come on Buffy, nights still young.”

“Angel!” Buffy shrieked when she turned and saw him. “We’re having a party. You wanna come?”

“That was the plan,” one of Angel’s friends mumbled before the rest of the group laughed.

Spike clenched his jaw when he heard him and turned his head toward Willow and motioned for her to keep going. When he saw Willow trying to pull Buffy away, he turned back to face Angel. “You know peaches, I figured you for the type of guy who could get it from just about anyone. I guess now we know the rumors are true. Only way you get any action is by force.”

Angel grinned, staring at Spike before taking a few steps toward him. “I really thought our last talk would be enough for you,” he said before glancing over his shoulder at his friends. “I guess I’ll just have to make myself clearer this time.”

“Well, at least this time, it’ll be a more fair fight.”

Spike looked over to his left when Xander spoke up and was surprised to see him staring at Angel and twirling a cue stick in his hand. He lifted one scared brow at him before looking over at Jesse and saw him ready for the action as well. With a shrug of his shoulders, he grinned and turned back to Angel.

Willow had stopped at the door and her heart was racing in her chest. She had both hands gripping Buffy’s arms and her eyes were huge as she watched what she knew was going to turn into an ugly fight play out in front of her. Holding Buffy still, she took a deep breath before turning to the door. As much as she wanted to stay and make sure the guys were okay, she couldn’t watch it. She couldn’t watch them get hurt. “Come on Buffy, we need to get out of here, like now.”

“But what about the party?” Buffy asked as Willow started leading her away. “I thought the guys were going to go too?”

“Not this time, come on,” Willow said, practically dragging her away. Buffy’s resistance made Willow look back and she wish she hadn’t. At that moment, she saw Angel and his buddies burst into laughter seconds before Spike threw the first punch, landing a hard left against the side of Angel’s head. As everyone’s laughter abruptly died down, angry shouts echoed over the music in the club and the punches flew.

To Be Continued……

A Glimpse of Heaven

Chapter 27

“Fight!” Buffy squealed as she turned to Willow with wide eyes. “They’re fighting.”

“I know,” Willow said as she stared at the scene. “We need to get out of here.”

Buffy turned back to the action and wouldn’t move no matter how hard Willow tugged on her. Willow finally gave in and watched, gasping loudly as she saw Xander crack one of the jocks across the back with the cue stick. Her eyes were wide and in all her days she had never seen anything like it. Spike, Xander and Jesse had thrown themselves right into the middle of at least fifteen guys and although the fight was unfair, Willow was surprised to see that other classmates there inside the Bronze had taken more than a curious interest and began throwing themselves into the fight as well.

Spike grinned as he took a step back and ducked a wild swing from Angel before he lunged forward. He knew he would be sorry in the morning, but right now, all he could think of was beating Angel into an unidentifiable mass of flesh and bones.

“You are so dead, Spike!” Angel yelled over the noise around them before he once again swung. The punch connected, causing Spike to stagger back and give Angel the upper hand long enough to kick Spike’s feet out from under him.

Spike hit the ground hard. The air was forced out of his lungs from the hard contact with the ground and as he tried to gasp for breath, he felt a sharp kick to his side.

“Willow!” Buffy screamed with terrified eyes. “Why is this happening?”

“Buffy, we need to leave,” Willow once again stated as she grabbed Buffy’s arm and started dragging her toward the exit. “We don’t need to see this.”

“No,” Buffy yelled, pulling herself away from Willow. “We’ve got to help.”

Willow was stunned as Buffy pushed her and took off. She didn’t know what Buffy was doing and the chaos inside the club didn’t help. People were running for the exits and the fight seemed to be getting out of hand. What had started with only a small group now looked like forty or more people killing each other.

Running after her, Willow dodged a flying chair and her heart beat uncontrollably in her chest as she made her way to the center of the room. She wanted to check on Xander and Jesse, but Buffy was her main concern. She was clearly out of her mind. No other reason would send her running into the middle of this.

Spike felt dizzy and he fought to keep his eyes open as Angel rained punch after punch to his face. He was in no shape to be fighting, especially after last week’s beating but there was no way he’d let Angel win so easily. Looking up at the towering form above him, Spike clenched his jaw and swung. He barely made contact before Angel fell forward and landed on top of him.

“Don’t be so mean,” Buffy shouted as she stood above both Angel and Spike.

Spike stared up at Buffy as she lowered the chair she had used to hit Angel with before he grinned and pushed Angel off of him and got back to his feet. “Thanks pet, but you need to get out of here.”

Buffy frowned at being dismissed so easily before a smile spread across her face when Spike winked at her and turned back to Angel’s prone form still lying on the ground. She watched as Spike once again advanced on Angel before Willow finally grabbed her and pulled her away. The sound of sirens could be heard and Buffy smiled as she saw Spike land a hard kick to Angel’s side as Willow pulled her to the door.

“Looks like it’s just you and me mate,” Spike said as he reached down and grabbed Angel by the collar and lifted him up. “Let’s have that little chat you were so keen on having.”

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Giles cleaned his glasses for what seemed like the hundredth time that hour as he waited before Officer Reed finally came for him. He was led down a series of hallways before he entered the holding area. He sighed heavily out of relief and disgust when he finally saw Spike.

“They’re all yours,” Officer Reed said as he motioned Giles forward and turned, leaving the room.

Giles smiled, nodding his head as he watched the officer leave before turning back to the cell.

“We are in deep shit,” Jesse whispered as he watched Giles turn to face them.

“Are you boys okay?” Giles asked as he took a few steps forward.

“Um, yeah,” Xander told him. “Nothing’s broken.”

“Well, that’s good.” Giles stared at Spike, Xander and Jesse and didn’t know who looked worse. All three were covered in blood and bruises and the fact that they were all three okay was surprising from what the police had told him had happened. Closing the distance between himself and the cell’s barred walls, Giles reached up and grabbed the bars and smiled. “I don’t suppose one of you has a good explanation for what happened tonight, do you?”

Xander smiled nervously before standing to answer. “Well, it all started…”

“I mean, from what I hear you started an old fashioned barroom brawl,” Giles stated loudly, interrupting Xander as he spoke. “Not only did you destroy the Bronze, of which the damages I have to pay, but you managed to send three boys to the hospital. I suppose the doctors’ bills will also come from my pocket and now, here you sit, locked up like common criminals. What do you have to say for yourself?”

“Is Angel still breathing?” Spike asked without looking up.

Giles was taken aback at the question before he slowly answered. “Yes Spike, Angel is still breathing. Although how, I’m not sure.”

“Well, I guess I didn’t try hard enough,” Spike said, finally looking up. “He’s lucky he’s not lying in the morgue.”

“William, that is uncalled for,” Giles said angrily. “Whatever happened does not warrant what you did. You’ll be lucky if he doesn’t press charges!”

“Let him,” Spike sneered. “His next lesson won’t be so pleasant.”

“Pleasant?” Giles asked amazed. “You call multiple broken ribs, fifteen stitches and a concussion pleasant?”

Spike smiled as he leaned forward slowly and rose from the small cot he was sitting on and crossed the small room to Giles. “Yes, actually I do. The wanker had it coming.”

“William, I thought you left this kind of behavior behind. That’s why we came here. You promised me,” Giles said softly so only Spike could hear. “You promised I wouldn’t ever have to come get you like this again.”

“I know. But this was different,” Spike told him. “This wasn’t about me.”

“Then what was it about?”

“Buffy.”

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“Buffy, please sit down,” Willow said, clearly exhausted as she tried to get Buffy to calm down. She had been going on and on for over two hours about the fight and if she didn’t know any better, she would have thought Buffy had enjoyed the whole thing.

“Come on Will, didn’t you think it was amazing?” Buffy asked, smiling.

“Not particularly,” Willow told her as she sat on the bed. “It was scary. The guys could really be hurt.”

Buffy snorted out a laugh before she threw herself down on the foot of the bed. “No way!” she squealed. “I’ve seen Spike take on more than that before and don’t you just love to see him in action?”

“Who?” Willow asked.

“Spike of course!” Buffy beamed. “I mean, sure I always bitched about him being around and not really needing his help, but god! The way he fights is unbelievable.”

“It is?” Willow said curiously.

“Yeah,” Buffy grinned. “It’s like some primal foreplay or something. I swear, every time I fought him I’d have to force myself not to fuck him right then and there.”

Willow chocked, coughing uncontrollably as Buffy went on and on about Spike. This surely wasn’t the same girl she had been spending time with. This had to be some sort of pod person. No way would Buffy say such things, especially about Spike, despite her recent admission of her feelings. This was just all too bizarre.

“I mean, I’ve seen him take on at least five at a time and walk away with barely a scratch,” Buffy continued rambling.

“You have?” Willow asked, raising one eyebrow at her smiling friend.

“Sure we have!” Buffy beamed. “I mean, sure it was a whole bunch of guys, but come on, they weren’t nearly as strong as Glory! And look how well Spike took that little beating.”

Willow watched the smile fall from Buffy’s face and her eyes gloss over before she leaned down and looked her in the face. “Buffy, what’s wrong?” she asked as she saw the first tear fall.

“He always gets hurts because of me,” Buffy sniffed.

“Who does?” Willow asked confused.

“Spikeeee.” Buffy cried. “He fights and gets hurts and I’m still a bitch to him.”

Willow sat up, looking at Buffy with wide eyes as Buffy buried her head in the blanket and cried. She had no idea what Buffy was going on about now and hoped that whatever drug was in her system wore off soon as she wasn’t making any sense.

Reaching out, Willow pushed Buffy’s hair back and tried to comfort her as her cries became louder and jumped as Buffy bolted straight up.

“You know what I’m going to do?” Buffy asked as she wiped tears off her cheeks.

“What?” Willow asked with wide eyes.

Buffy grinned and gave a small giggle before she jumped off the bed and started pacing the floor. “First thing I’m going to do is give Spike a kiss he’ll never forget, then I’m going to kick Angel’s ass for hurting him.”

“Okay,” Willow said slowly.

“No!” Buffy shouted as she stopped and faced Willow. “First, I’ll kick Angel’s ass, THEN I’ll kiss Spike and tell him how much he means to me. I mean, he’s always been there. For me and for Mom and for Dawn. Not to mention all the rest of you. So what if he chained me up and tried to feed me to that crazy ho Drucilla. He loves me.”

Willow couldn’t help but smile as Buffy stood there with an almost dreamy look on her face as she stared off into nothing. She had no idea what Buffy was talking about and didn’t have the strength to figure it out tonight. Watching Buffy as she started spinning around the room, Willow sighed and shook her head. “Buffy, you might want to sit down before you get sick.”

“But I’m too excited!” Buffy shouted. “I’m finally going to give Spike what he’s always wanted.”

“And that would be, what exactly?” Willow asked her.

“Well duh!” Buffy giggled. “Me, of course!”

To Be Continued……

A/N…Chapter 28 is already finished. Review if you want it! </ end of Zarrah’s blackmail scheme!> *snickers*

A Glimpse of Heaven

Chapter 28

Spike sat quietly and stared out the car window, watching as Xander walked up the sidewalk to his house. They had dropped Jesse off first and Spike knew the minute Xander was out of sight, he’d get all the screaming he just knew Giles was holding in.

When the car left the curb, he waited. Nothing. They made it all the way home and into the apartment before Giles finally spoke.

“Do you need something for pain?”

“No,” Spike lied. “I’m fine.”

Giles sighed heavily before removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes. “It’s late and I suspect you’re not really in the mood to talk, so why don’t you get some rest and we’ll have this talk in the morning.”

Spike stared at Giles as he said goodnight and watched him make his way to his room. He listened to the door shut softly behind him before he finally turned and walked down the hall to the bathroom. The whole night was a blur and Giles’ behavior was beyond strange. He was sure he’d get screamed at and possibly kicked out of the house, but to his surprise, nothing.

Closing the bathroom door, Spike stripped off his clothes and turned on the shower, adjusting the water before stepping in. The warm water caused a relieved sigh to escape him before he lowered his head and let the water run down his back, washing away the dried blood and grime.

Bracing his hands on the wall in front of him, Spike closed his eyes and let the night’s events wash over him and the warm water help ease the tension in his neck. He still couldn’t believe things had turned out the way they had.

He had gone out with the gang reluctantly, only to find himself smack dab in the middle of a make out session with Buffy in a darkened hallway and pounding Angel’s worthless hide into the floor. The thoughts put a smile on his face and he didn’t know which one pleased him more.

As much as he dreaded the outcome of tonight’s little fiasco, Spike couldn’t help but relish the memory of Angel being strapped to a stretcher and wheeled away. He chuckled as he remembered Angel screaming to the top of his lungs that he would “get him for ever messing with him” and as Sunnydale’s finest handcuffed him and placed him in the police car with Xander and Jesse, he couldn’t help the hysterical laughter that had erupted from him. Xander and Jesse had both looked scared shitless and Spike had a grin on his face all the way to the police station. Angel hadn’t been nearly as hurt as he had wanted him to be but at least the wanker hadn’t stood by and let his friends do all his dirty work. Kicking Angel’s ass had to be the highlight of the year, well, next to Buffy, that is.

Spike groaned softly as he remembered her practically throwing herself on him and the things she said to him had made his blood sing in his veins. The things she whispered to him had made him crazy with need and just the thoughts of her warm body pressed up against him and the way she tasted had his body once again reacting.

Opening his eyes, Spike looked down at his growing erection and sighed heavily before he reached for the soap. “Bleedin’ girl is going to kill me,” he mumbled as he reached down and grabbed his shaft, giving it a long stroke as Buffy’s image filled his mind.

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It was well past noon before Buffy finally stirred and Willow wondered how her friend would feel. If the drug in her system hadn’t had time to work through, then she’d have her hands full for sure.

Opening the curtains and letting the mid afternoon sun filter into the room, Willow grinned as Buffy moaned and covered her head with the blankets. “Good morning, sleepy head,” Willow grinned. “How you feeling?”

A low mumble was the only response she got. Walking to the bed, Willow grabbed the blankets and pulled them down, revealing Buffy. “Are you hungry?”

“No,” Buffy whispered. “Just want to lay here until I’m forty.”

Willow laughed before she flopped down on the bed. “Can’t do that,” Willow told her. “We have things to do today. Remember?”

Buffy turned her head and opened one eye, looking up into Willow’s smiling face before she sighed and buried her head in the pillows. “Can’t do anything today. Too tired.”

“Well, you weren’t tired last night,” Willow informed her. “And you made a lot of plans for today.”

“I did?” Buffy croaked out, her voice still muffled by the pillows.

“Uh-huh,” Willow said as she stood and started gathering Buffy’s clothes. “We have to go check on the guys and there’s a little issue of Angel and the major kissage you were going to give Spike.”

Buffy’s head popped up and she groggily opened her eyes and looked at Willow, squinting in the harsh light coming from the window. “Would you repeat, because that makes absolutely no sense to me.”

Willow chuckled as she looked over her shoulder at Buffy before reaching down and picking up Buffy’s shoes. “Well, do you remember anything that happened last night?” She asked.

Buffy closed her eyes, concentrating hard before she looked back up and frowned. “No. Why don’t I remember anything?”

Willow smiled slightly before bringing Buffy’s clothes to the bed and laying them down before she sat. “So you don’t remember anything?”

“I remember going to the Bronze,” Buffy told her, “but not much else.”

“Well, do you want the extended version or the straight to the point version?”

“Straight to the point,” Buffy said, sitting up with a look of concern on her face. “My head hurts too much for anything requiring to much concentration.”

Willow gave her another smile before she leaned back on her hands and gave Buffy a small chuckle. “Well, let’s see. First, there’s the whole dirty dancing thing you did with Angel, which happened to piss Spike off to no end. Then, not thirty minutes later you were trying to see if Spike still had his tonsils, which led to the discovery that you had been drugged. Then you…”

“Whoa, whoa…back up there a minute,” Buffy said with wide eyes. “I was what?”

“Drugged,” Willow supplied. “Seems Angel slipped something into your drink. We don’t have actual proof, but judging from your behavior, there isn’t much room for doubt.”

“Angel drugged me?” Buffy asked, unbelieving.

“Afraid so,” Willow told her. “Luckily Spike followed you down the hall to the bathrooms and figured it out before Angel had a chance to leave with you.”

Buffy listened to the rest of the story in disbelief. She couldn’t comprehend the fact that Angel would do something like that and she wasn’t so naive to know why he had done it. What would have happened if her friends hadn’t been there? What would have happened if Spike hadn’t been there?

The mention of his name finally snapped Buffy out of her thoughts and she looked up at Willow’s smiling face. “What?” She asked, afraid to hear any more.

“You were really…outspoken last night when it came to Spike,” Willow grinned.

“How so?” Buffy questioned.

“Well, it took me over three hours to get you to finally shut up about him,” Willow chuckled.

“What did I say?” Buffy asked with a frown.

Willow laughed then and the look on Buffy’s face only made the situation better. “Well,” Willow started before she blushed slightly and cleared her throat. “Um, there was some talk about kissing and certain ‘things’ you wanted to…”

“Things I wanted to what?” Buffy asked when Willow went silent and turned the brightest shade of red she had ever seen.

“Um, things you wanted to taste,” she whispered.

Buffy’s brows scrunched up in confusion and she watched as Willow ducked her head. “I don’t understand. What things did I want to taste?”

Willow smiled, hoping her face wasn’t a blood red as it felt before she glanced up at Buffy quickly. “Um, things as in…”

Buffy watched as Willow made a hand gesture near her crotch and her friend’s face flamed even brighter before she finally caught on. “Oh my god!” Buffy squealed. “I didn’t?”

“Um, yeah, you did,” Willow said softly. “I’m not even sure where you learned most of the things you were talking about, but I must say, I think Spike would be most impressed.”

Buffy covered her face with her hands and groaned loudly. “Oh my god,” she whispered. “What else did I say?” She asked through her fingers.

“Well, you told me about the time you and Spike were engaged.”

Buffy’s head shot up and she could tell by the look on Willow’s face that that wasn’t all she had told her. Her friend had a strange look on her face as she looked at Buffy and before she could comment, Willow once again began speaking.

“I know you were drugged and all, but the things you told me last night, I don’t think you could have made up,” Willow said quietly. “You’ve always acted strange around Spike and after the tale you spun last night, a lot of it makes sense. So, my question to you is, can you prove it?”

“Can I prove what?” Buffy whispered out as she stared with wide eyes at Willow.

“That you’re really a vampire slayer from another world and that Angel and Spike are both vampires.”

To Be Continued…..

A Glimpse of Heaven

Chapter 29

Screaming he could handle. Things crashing and breaking as they were thrown he could handle, but the silence that Spike had been met with all day was killing him. He had woke up early to the smell of bacon and eggs and after dragging his aching body out of the bed and dressing, had made his way into the living room. He had found his Uncle setting the table with an indescribable expression on his face.

Once he sat down, he assumed Giles would then let him have it, but they both sat in silence, eating their meals and contemplating all the things that had happened the previous night.

It was now two in the afternoon and Spike found himself pacing the hallway as Giles sat quietly in the living room listening to one of his albums. Not a word had been spoken by either and as much as Spike dreaded the whole conversation, he just couldn’t take the silence anymore.

Walking slowly, he made his way into the living room and sat on the vacant sofa and glanced at Giles for a few seconds before clearing his throat. “Angel drugged Buffy last night,” Spike finally said softly as he stared at his feet. “He and his buddies had planned on a private party with her as guest of honor. I honestly intended to leave, but Angel approached us as we were leaving.”

Giles finally looked up and the expression on his face was still unreadable. “And this warranted sending Angel and two others to the hospital?”

“You damn right it did!” Spike said angrily. “If the cops wouldn’t have showed up, I’d have killed the ponce.”

Giles sighed heavily as he raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. “William, whatever may have happened, it doesn’t warrant the type of violence you displayed last night.”

“So, I was just supposed to stand there and get my head caved in again?” Spike asked, disbelieving.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” Giles said calmly. “Fighting is never the answer. It only causes more problems.”

Spike sighed heavily, knowing neither one of them would win this argument before he leaned back against the couch and stared at the ceiling. “Look, I did what I had to, okay?” He said quietly. “If we hadn’t of stepped in, lord knows what would have happened. We had every intention on leaving and taking Buffy home, but Angel got in the way of that and things just kind of got out of hand. I’m not apologizing for it, because frankly, it’s what I wanted to do to begin with, but the fact is, is that it’s over now. Buffy made it home fine and she wasn’t hurt.”

“And what if Angel presses charges?” Giles asked. “Once the authorities pull up your records and see your tendency for violence, they are going to eat you alive.”

“He won’t,” Spike told him firmly.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because if he does, then the whole night’s activities will come out. A few broken ribs will be the least of Angel’s problems if Hank ever finds out about it. Angel’s not stupid.”

Silence once again surrounded them and Spike closed his eyes as his head began to throb. The stress alone was going to kill him and he had been fighting the urge to call Buffy all day. A restless night of thinking of her and what could have happened had him ready for sleep, but he knew it wouldn’t be possible until he could see for himself that she was okay.

“Is she worth it?”

Spike opened his eyes and turned his head, looking over at Giles before he smiled slightly. “Every bruise.”

“Well, judging from the black and blue appearance of your face, I’d say your feelings for her are more than just a curious interest.”

“They are.”

“Are you in love with her?” Giles finally asked.

Spike sighed lightly before closing his eyes and picturing her face. He smiled slightly before he answered. “Yeah. I am.”

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Buffy was halfway up the stairs when her mother saw her and she groaned silently to herself when Joyce called out to her.

“Are you okay honey?”

“Yeah Mom, I’m fine,” Buffy told her, giving her a tight smile before looking into the living room. “Is Dad home?”

“No, he took Dawn and Janice over to the mall,” Joyce replied, smiling. “Do you want to talk?”

“About what?” Buffy asked nervously, not remembering calling her mother or what she had told her the previous night.

“About Angel.”

“What about him?” Buffy asked, hoping she hadn’t been so wasted to spill everything that had happened.

“Buffy, you don’t have to be so brave about this,” Joyce smiled. “Why don’t you come down here and I’ll fix us some cocoa. It’s been forever since we’ve had a good heart to heart. I know breaking up with a boyfriend isn’t easy, no matter what the circumstances.”

Buffy sighed in relief as she stared at her mother’s smiling face before she returned the smile and made her way back down the stairs. “Cocoa would be good,” she said, and then chuckled as her mother’s face practically lit up.

“Great,” Joyce grinned. “And I want to hear all about the Spike kissage, as you called it.”

Buffy stopped and looked with wide eyes at her mother. “Spike kissage?”

Joyce laughed at the look on Buffy’s face before she looped her arm through Buffy’s and walked them to the kitchen. “Yes,” she said. “From the way it sounded last night on the phone, it was the highlight of your year.”

“Oh god,” Buffy moaned as she sat down at the island bar as her mother laughed, wondering what it was exactly she had said.

“Now, if I remember correctly, you said something about getting weak-kneed and breathless,” Joyce grinned when Buffy groaned loudly before her head hit the counter top.

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Buffy had been wondering around in her room all evening and avoiding the phone like the plague. Willow had been calling constantly and every time she saw her name on the caller I.D., she’d bury her head in her pillow and pray her friend would let it go. She wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone at the moment as she was still trying to process everything that had happened.

She still couldn’t believe Angel had drugged her or that she had told Willow all about her life prior to coming to this other world. What had seemed like a dream come true was beginning to get more confusing as the days went on.

Willow had seemed open-minded about the whole thing even though Buffy wasn’t sure how much of it she believed, if any of it. The whole parallel between the Angel and Spike of this world and the ones she knew were just too confusing. They were complete opposites. Angel was supposed to be nice and loving and Spike the arrogant asshole, not the other way around.

Angel was not a very nice man here and quite frankly, after what had happened last night, she had to admit that without her slayer strength he was a bit scary. Why was he so different? And Spike? Now that one was completely confusing. Poetry reading and mild-mannered on the surface. Spike wasn’t anything like what he was back in her world.

The implications of what it meant was too much to contemplate at the moment. She didn’t have a clue as to what she was going to do now. She knew she would have to see Spike again and that thought scared her for more reasons than it should.

Willow had went into great detail of everything she had said the previous night and it didn’t take Buffy long to figure out that she had opened up a can of worms she wouldn’t be able to close. No way would Spike just let the whole thing go and chalk it up to a “bad trip.” He would want answers and he would want to know how she felt. The problem was, Buffy wasn’t sure if she was ready to admit just exactly how deep her feelings ran for him.

As her phone rang for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, Buffy sighed heavily before walking to her desk and picking it up. “Look Willow, I’m really not in the mood to talk about it anymore, okay?”

“Talk about what?”

Buffy’s eyes widened when she heard Spike’s voice and she swallowed the huge lump that instantly formed in her throat before her brain processed that he was still talking. “Um, what?”

“I asked if you were okay,” Spike said, smiling in spite of the nervous butterflies swimming in his stomach.

“Yeah,” Buffy finally got out. “I’m good.”

“Glad to hear it.”

A moment of silence made Buffy and Spike jittery with neither one really knowing what to say. Spike had been attempting to call her house for over four hours before he finally let it connect. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to say, but needed to know how she felt about the night before and if she was okay.

Biting back his nervousness, he cleared his throat. “So, um…do you remember anything?”

“Only what Willow told me,” Buffy told him as she walked back to the bed and sat down. “Seems I’m a happy girl when under the influence,” she smiled.

Spike chuckled lightly at that before he started to relax. “Yeah, I’d say you were.”

“So,” Buffy said quietly, not really knowing what to say. “Um, I didn’t do anything that I’ll need to move across country to escape, did I?”

“No,” Spike laughed. “Unless your little dance number has every male in Sunnydale lining up at your door.”

Buffy groaned at that and had to smile as Spike laughed. “It wasn’t that bad, was it?”

“No, not at all,” Spike grinned. “Quite enjoyed it myself, well except for the part where you were draped all over Angel.”

Buffy grinned and chuckled lightly before looking up when someone knocked on her bedroom door. She stood as it opened.

“How’s Daddy’s little girl?” Hank asked, smiling.

“I’m fine Daddy,” she replied before holding up one finger and motioning to the phone. “Um, Spike…can I call you back?” she asked, knowing by the smile on her father’s face that this would take more than a minute or two.

“Yeah, if you want,” Spike told her, hoping she would.

“’K, I’ll talk to you in a few.”

“Okay, bye.”

Buffy listened to the line go dead before she hung her phone up and turned to face her father. He was still standing there smiling at her and she couldn’t help but laugh. “Go ahead,” she told him. “I know you’re dying to say it.”

Hank practically beamed before he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out what Buffy thought were tickets. “I’d say you breaking up with that idiot Angel is cause for celebration,” he grinned before waving the tickets in the air.

“Daddy, Angel wasn’t an idiot,” Buffy told him, smiling despite her feelings. “He was just, kind of messed up.”

“In the head,” Hank supplied with a roll of his eyes. “Anyway, tomorrow is our special day.”

“And what does this special day entail?” Buffy asked him before hearing Dawn squeal and run into the room.

“Thank you Daddy!” Dawn screamed, jumping up and down with a huge smile on her face.

Hank grinned before looking over at Joyce as she entered the room. “You told her already?” He asked, somewhat disappointed at not getting to tell her himself.

“Oh, don’t look so whiney,” Joyce smiled. “Buffy doesn’t know yet.”

“Know what?” Buffy asked, staring wide eyed at all the commotion in her room.

“We’re going to Disneyland!” Dawn screamed.

Buffy’s brows arched as she saw Dawn still bouncing, her mother grinning and her father looking like he had just given them first class tickets for an all expense paid trip around the world. She smiled, remembering the last time she had been there with her whole family. Even though her plans for Sunday had revolved around talking to Willow and figuring out what to do about Spike, putting it off for one more day wouldn’t hurt.

To Be Continued…..

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