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Buffy walked right past Spike in the living room and went straight to the kitchen. “Is there anything I can help with?” Buffy asked as Giles stood in front of the sink.

Giles turned to face Buffy and smiled appreciatively. “Well if you’d like you can finish chopping the vegetables that are sitting on the cutting board.” Buffy nodded and went to the task she had been dealt.

Spike had heard Buffy come down stairs. He furrowed his brow when she walked right past him and went straight to the kitchen. What the hell was that all about? Curious to see what was wrong, Spike went into the kitchen. Spike walked up to counter and asked, “So what did Red have to say?”

Buffy looked up slightly startled when she heard Spike’s voice. “Oh, uh you know the usual,” Buffy replied somewhat nervously.

Spike sensed Buffy was somewhat off and called her on it. “Buffy are you sure you’re all right?” he asked with concern laced in his voice.

Buffy reminded herself that she wasn’t going to let her feelings get the better of her. With an encouraging smile she assured Spike, “Yes, I’m peachy with a side of keen.”

Spike laughed. “Where did you learn talk like that?” he teased.

“Hey,” she retorted indignantly. “You know you’re pretty brave to be teasing me like that while I have a sharp object in my hand,” she warned him playfully as she held up the knife that she had been cutting veggies with.

Giles was pretending not to listen to the blond couple, but when Buffy threatened Spike with the knife he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Spike glared at his uncle’s backside and then turned to Buffy with a smirk. “You better play nice kitten. Wouldn’t want someone to get hurt now would we?” he said.

Buffy batted at Spike’s hand but he was too fast, he grabbed a piece of the carrot she had just chopped and popped it in his mouth. Giving him a reprimanding look she pointed out, “If you keep eating all the carrots then there won’t be any left for dinner, now go,” she scolded as she leaned over and pushed him away.

Spike crossed his arms over his chest in a pout. “Fine. I swear you’re worse than my mum,” he whined. Just as he was about to leave he quickly grabbed a few more pieces of carrot and darted out of the kitchen.

Buffy tried to protect her carrots, but Spike had grabbed them with lighting speed. Buffy shook her head and chuckled as she finished helping with dinner.

Buffy and Giles finally finished cooking dinner. Everything smelled absolutely wonderful. The house was filled with the aroma of roast turkey, homemade stuffing, and the pumpkin pie Buffy had made. Buffy set the table and went to get cleaned up for dinner. After putting on a nice skirt and blouse she came down stairs to wait for Willow to arrive. She was surprised to see that Spike wasn’t in his usual spot in front of the TV. Figuring he must be upstairs somewhere, she took advantage of having the TV to herself and started flipping through the channels.

Spike took one last look at his appearance in the mirror, satisfied with what he saw; he went down stairs to wait for dinner to be served.

Buffy heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. Knowing it was Spike, she turned in his direction and let out a small gasp. He looked absolutely gorgeous. Spike was wearing a deep burgundy colored long sleeved shirt, black dress slacks, and a black silk tie. His hair now had gel in it to make his soft curls spike up in a sexy tousled look. Buffy swallowed hard and tried to control her rapidly beating heart as Spike sauntered into the room.

Spike walked into the living room with the grace of a predatory panther. Spike gave Buffy a devilishly charming smile. “You look gorgeous,” he complimented her. Buffy was wearing a knee length grey straight skirt, a tailored white quarter length button up blouse, and his favorite knee high black leather boots. Her hair was pulled back in a sophisticated knot on the back of her head and she had touched up her makeup to bring out her stunning emerald eyes.

Buffy blushed at his admission and stood from the couch. She noticed his tie was slightly crooked. “Your tie isn’t straight, let me fix it,” she said as she fixed the soft silk material. When it was centered she looked up into his cerulean blue eyes.

Spike never took his eyes off of Buffy as she adjusted his tie. When she looked up at him with her big green eyes Spike felt himself being drawn to her like a moth to a flame. When he saw her bubble gum tongue dart out across her full lips he let all conscious thought fly out the window and leaned in to brush his lips against hers. When Buffy made no protest, he put more pressure into the kiss. Just when he was about to beg entrance with his tongue the doorbell rang and broke the spell they had been under.

Buffy and Spike pulled away slowly and simply stared at one another. They had both heard the doorbell but made no effort to answer it.

Giles was walking out of the kitchen to get cleaned up when he heard the door bell ring. He glanced over to the living room as he passed by and saw Buffy and Spike pulling away from their kiss. He hastily averted his eyes and answered the door. He greeted Willow loud enough to let the blond couple know they were not alone. “Ah, Willow, you’re here. Please do come in.”

Willow gave Giles a confused look. “Giles are your ears okay? You’re talking awful loud.” Giles assured her he was fine and led her hesitantly to the living room. Giles cleared his throat to get the attention of the staring blond couple.

Buffy and Spike both broke their gaze and turned to see Giles and Willow looking at them with questioning looks on their faces.

Buffy looked at Willow and Giles with wide eyes as her cheeks begin to blush profusely. How were they going to explain this one? Buffy and Spike both had that look like they had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

Spike looked from his uncle and Willow back to Buffy. Buffy had a panicked look on her face that screamed she wanted to bolt right out the door. In an attempt to ease the tension, Spike walked over to Willow and hugged her. “Hey Red, Happy Thanksgiving.” It must have worked because Willow retuned the hug.

“Happy Thanksgiving Spike,” Willow said as she returned his hug. She knew Spike was trying to cover for the awkwardness that was coming off in waves. She would have to ask Buffy what was going on later.

Giles kept his eyes on Buffy. She looked absolutely panicked. She hadn’t said a word since Willow had arrived and he was becoming slightly concerned. When the room became deafeningly quite Giles spoke up. “Dinner is ready so let’s say we go and eat,” he suggested. Everyone agreed and made their way into the dining room.

Buffy attempted a smile and followed Willow, Giles, and Spike. Spike hung back a little and stopped Buffy before she could walk in the dining room. “Buffy can I talk to you for a minute outside?” Buffy reluctantly agreed and walked out the kitchen door with Spike behind her.

Willow noticed Buffy and Spike walk out the back door and turned to Giles. “Giles what’s going on? I get here and Buffy and Spike are all weird acting and now they’re going outside together. Did something happen?” She had her own assumptions as to what could be wrong, but she wanted to see if Giles knew anything she didn’t.

Giles looked to the kitchen door and then back at Willow. Removing his glasses he began to polish them aimlessly. “Well right as you arrived I believe Buffy and Spike well um, how do I put this… uh shared a kiss,” he informed Willow in a hushed conspirators tone.

Willow let the surprise show on her face. Well, that wasn’t what she was thinking at all. That explained the whole deer caught in headlights look. “Are you sure?”

“Well, um, I only glanced into the living room, but that’s what it looked like to me,” Giles told her slightly embarrassed.

“I think we should just let them work things out unless they come to either of us,” Willow said diplomatically. Giles agreed and stared bringing food to the table.

Buffy and Spike stood on the back porch as Spike tried to explain himself. “Buffy about the kiss, I…”

Buffy placed a hand on his arm to stop him. “Spike can we not do this right now?” she asked meekly.

“Buffy we have to talk about this, we kissed and I know you felt something,” Spike pushed.

“You’re right I did, but I’m just not sure what I felt,” she tried to explain. Letting out a sigh she asked pleadingly, “Can we just put things on hold till we get back to LA? We have a few days left here and I don’t want to make things anymore awkward than they already are.” Her voice was soft yet full of resolve.

“Fine Buffy, we’ll let it go for now, but as soon as we get home we’re gonna have a talk. I’m not gonna let you run away from this,” he stated with every intention of keeping his word.

“Thank you,” Buffy replied, glad that he was willing to give her the time she needed to sort things out in her head.

“Come on luv, let’s go inside before dinner gets cold,” he said trying to smile even though his heart was aching just a bit. He didn’t want to wait. He wanted to take Buffy in his arms and tell her he was starting to fall in love with her, but he knew she needed time, so he would wait.

Buffy and Spike walked into the dining room both looking a little crest fallen. Spike and Giles pulled out the girls chairs for them to sit in and took their respective places at the table. Giles said a short blessing over the food and then they all dug in to the lavish feast before them.

There was quite conversation over dinner and desert, but an underlying tension was evident to everyone at the table. Willow wanted to ask Buffy what was going on with her and Spike but opted not to. Buffy would come to her when she was ready. Giles began to clear dishes from the table and Buffy got up to help. Grabbing the extra plates from the table she followed Giles in the kitchen.

Giles began to load the dishwasher as he asked hesitantly, “Is everything all right with you and William?”

Buffy was caught off guard by Giles’ question. “Oh, uh yeah sure, everything’s fine.”

Giles stopped what he was doing and stood in front of Buffy. “Buffy I’ve watched the way you and William are together and I have to say, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him as fond of someone as he is of you,” Giles told her honestly. Giles had the misfortune of meeting Spikes ex-girlfriend Cecily, she was a snooty bitch that one. Spike had come to love her very much, yet he never looked at her the way he did Buffy.

Buffy looked to Giles with sad eyes. “I know, but things are just really complicated right now.”

Giles placed a gentle hand on Buffy’s shoulder. “Love always is my dear,” he admitted to her knowingly and then went back to his task of doing the dishes. Buffy didn’t say a word.

Willow walked in the kitchen and walked over to her friend. “Hey Buffy, I have to get going, my folks are going to be eating soon.”

Buffy smiled at her friend trying to hide her sadness. “Okay Wills, give me a call tomorrow?”

Willow could see that Buffy needed a little girl time. “How bout we hit the after Thanksgiving sales tomorrow? We could even grab some lunch while we’re out,” Willow suggested brightly.

Buffy could use sometime alone with her friend to talk about everything that was going on. Giving her a genuine smile she agreed. “Sounds like fun. We can leave first thing in the morning.”

“I’ll borrow my mom’s car and be here around six, sound good?”

Buffy nodded. “Sounds like a plan.” Buffy and Giles walked Willow to the door. Willow gave Giles a quick hug. “Thanks for dinner Giles, I hope my mom doesn’t notice me not eating,” Willow said playfully.

Giles gave her a stern look. “I told you to save room for your mother’s dinner.”

Willow patted her tummy. “Don’t worry, I think I still have a little room left,” chuckling to herself she added, “They just might have to roll me away from the table that’s all.”

Buffy and Giles both laughed. Spike came tromping down the stairs with his cigarettes in hand just as Willow was about to leave. “Hey Red, you leavin’?” Spike grabbed his duster from the coat rack. “I’ll go out with you so I can have a smoke.”

Willow gave one last hug to Buffy and Giles and followed Spike out the door. Spike lit his cigarette and took a long drag before questioning Willow. “Hey Red?”

Willow looked to Spike. “Yeah Spike?”

Spike hesitated for a moment and then continued. “Has Buffy said anything about me to you?” He knew he sounded like a boy with his first crush, but he had to know.

Willow secretly grinned on the inside. Pretending like she didn’t know what he was talking about; Willow gave him a confused look. “What do you mean?”

Spike took another drag of is cigarette before flicking it in the road. “You know, does she ever talk about me,” he asked as he scratched the back of his head nervously. Was she really going to make him spell it out?

Willow wanted to burst. He was doing the whole nervous scratching his head thing and she couldn’t resist the urge to keep up her little game. “Well, yeah, Spike she talks about you all the time,” she said playing dumb.

Spike let out a growl of frustration. “No, not like that. Has she ever said she likes me?” he asked bluntly, irritation clear in his voice.

Willow couldn’t hold back any longer. She let a grin curl at her lips and let out a chuckle. Spike heard Willow giggle and narrowed his eyes at her. “You bint, you knew exactly what I meant, you just wanted to hear me say it,” he accused.

Willow gave him a sinister grin. “Well, yeah.”

Spike scowled at the red head in front of him. “You think you’re funny huh?”

Willow let out a full laugh. “Spike I’m sorry, but you made it just too easy.”

Spike crossed his arms over his chest in a pout. “That’s right, make fun of Spike’s feelings, but just remember Red, pay backs a bitch.”

Willow shook her head. “Promises, promises,” she said as she started to walk towards her house. Spike frowned as Willow walked away. He realized that Willow never answered his question. Shouting down the street he asked, “So does she?”

Willow grinned as she yelled over her shoulder, “What do you think?”

Spike felt a small spark of hope flicker as he walked back up the steps and into the house.




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