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In the morning, Buffy woke to find Spike’s blue eyes watching her.

“Morning, luv,” he said, smiling

“Morning,” she responded happily, giving him a kiss and snuggling into him. He felt different, but she shook the thoughts from her mind. She was probably just paranoid with all the events that happened. “Am I still getting my big breakfast?”

“If we ever decide to get out of bed,” Spike said, kissing her hair. “And I have something I want to show you and Dawn. But we have to wait for her to come back from the store.”

Buffy looked at him curiously. “You’re making me worry,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “Is it something bad? And how long have you been awake?”

Spike shook his head and got out of bed. “It’s not bad,” he said, smiling. “You’ll like it, I promise. Dawn came in to tell me she went to the store quick in case you had a heart attack when she wasn’t around. Now, change your clothes, have a hot shower, and I’ll have breakfast ready when you’re done.”

Buffy smiled when he kissed her. “You’re too good to me,” she said, getting out of bed.

Spike smiled. “Comes from loving you, pet,” he said, before leaving the room. His need for her was making him crazy, and if he stayed up there with her they would never get downstairs.

Not 10 minutes later, Buffy joined Spike in the kitchen. She had rushed through her shower, not wanting to be away from Spike for a minute. Obviously she went too fast because Spike hadn’t even started cooking breakfast.

“Feel better?” He asked, looking up from inside the fridge.

“Lots better,” Buffy said. “Find anything good?”

“Enough to make my Slayer a healthy breakfast,” Spike said, smiling at her, as she came over to her.

“You are so trying to make me fat,” Buffy said, pouting at Spike.

“If you say so, luv,” Spike said, kissing her so deeply and lovingly her knees went weak. If his strong arms hadn’t been around her, she would have collapsed.

Spike felt Angel’s presence and broke away reluctantly. His arms dropped from Buffy but she touched his arm. “It’s okay.” She looked at Angel. “We are gonna talk about some stuff later,” she said gently. “I know you had something to do with Spike being back.”

“So are Spike and I,” Angel said, looking at Spike, a silent message passing between them.

Spike met Angel’s eyes. He knew Angel knew about his secret, since it was hard to keep something like that from a vampire, but obviously wasn’t going to tell Buffy. The last time he had seen him, Angel had his tongue down Buffy’s throat, so he was definitely confused about why Angel would want to talk to him. Angel was probably going to lecture him or tease him; anything to ruin what he had with Buffy. But his worry was going to have to wait as Angel left them in the kitchen.

As soon as Angel left the kitchen he was confronted by Giles.

“Angel, I know you care about Buffy. She doesn’t belong with Spike.” he said, a little bit of Ripper seeping into his voice.

“Giles, we can’t control who she loves,” Angel said, sighing heavily. He didn’t like Giles’ attitude. “If you use that kind of tone with Buffy she’s going to be pissed. So unless you want to be on the receiving end of her wrath, I suggest you let it go.”

“Why are you defending him?” Giles shot back, clearly angry. “She deserves better. Spike doesn’t deserve her. After everything he did to her, I’m surprised she hasn’t killed him.”

“I’m not defending him. Giles, she loves him. I left Buffy to give her a life… which she has chosen to share with Spike. Just now when I saw her, there was a spark in her eyes that I haven’t seen in a very long time. Just let it be,” he said, walking toward the door. Maybe he was defending Spike, but if Spike made Buffy happy, then he would live with that.

“I will kill him before I let him and Buffy start that… that degrading farce of a relationship again,” Giles growled. “I know that he is wrong for her and Buffy may hate me, but I will not sit by and watch her ruin her life again.”

Angel stalked over to him, too close for comfort. “You kill him and I’ll kill you… But only if Buffy doesn’t do it first.” he snarled, leaving before Giles could respond. He was thankful that Willow and Faith had gone with Gunn and Fred to take the girls home to their parents. He needed some space, and with all those people in the hotel he wasn’t likely to get it if they were around.

“Giles, why can’t you be happy for me?” Buffy asked tiredly as she leaned against the doorway, clearly having overheard his argument with Angel. It was kind of hard not to, since it was right outside the kitchen. She thought maybe Giles would have come round after watching the depth of her grief over the past few weeks, and it hurt her that he still held a grudge against Spike.

“You deserve better. What about everything that’s happened in the past?” Giles demanded.

“What about it?” Buffy asked. “We’ve forgiven each other. I hurt him way more than he hurt me so it doesn’t matter now.”

“Buffy, I can’t let you do this,” Giles said.

“It’s not your choice. I love him. I don’t want to lose him again, and if you have a problem with that then you’re not the same man I knew,” she said defiantly. “I’m an adult, Giles. I can make my own decisions.”

Spike smirked at Giles, unable to help himself, as Buffy grabbed his hand and took him upstairs. “You okay?” he asked once they were alone. “Your heart is going a mile a minute.”

Buffy giggled, a sound new to Spike’s ears. “It usually does that when you’re around or when I’m a little upset,” she said. “But I’m okay. And Spike?”

“Yeah?” he asked, rubbing her neck soothingly.

“Something is different about you,” Buffy said softly, her train of thought becoming derailed at his touch. “You feel different, and you don’t talk as much as you used to.”

“You always told me to be quiet,” Spike teased. “But I am a little different.”

“What do you mean, you’re different?” Buffy asked, concerned as she turned to look at him.

Dawn chose that exact moment to come into Buffy’s room. She knocked quickly but didn’t give Buffy any time to answer. Obviously the thought of some loving going on behind closed doors didn’t cross her mind. “Hey guys,” she said, smiling. “What’s Giles’ deal? He’s bad moody.” She noticed something off about the two blondes. “I go out for a half hour to the store and I miss something big. What’s going on?”

“I have to show you both something,” Spike said, smiling at her. “And your sister is just being a worry wart as usual.”

Dawn giggled, earning a mock glare from her sister. She went over to Buffy and poked her in the ribs getting a yelp.

“What was that for?” Buffy asked, trying to glare at Dawn despite the smile on her face.

“To loosen you up,” Dawn said, sitting on the bed. “These are happy times, Buffy.”

”I am happy,” Buffy said, smiling at Spike. “Believe me, I am. But we aren’t going to be staying here much longer. The three of us need to get our own place soon. I just haven’t decided where.”

“I have it covered,” Spike said, reaching his hand out to cover hers. “I have a lot of money put away that I was saving for both of my girls. It shouldn’t be hard for us to get a house and your girlie stuff. Where you decide to live is up to you.”

“We can’t take your money, Spike. And you are living with us,” Buffy replied, leaning into his side. “Where do you get money from anyways?”

“Tough,” Spike said, smirking down at her. “I had a large savings account from when I was human; but I never needed it until you girls. You’re not going to win this argument. But back to your question about something being different about me…”

“Do I get to know or is it something gross?” Dawn asked, scrunching up her nose.

“Yeah, this concerns you,” Spike said, going toward the balcony even though it was daylight.

“Spike!” Dawn cried in alarm as she rushed over with an equally panicked Buffy.

Buffy expected Spike to sizzle, but he didn’t. She stopped trying to pull him back inside and just stared up at him with an odd look, before realization dawned on her. She laid her hand on his chest, and tried to calm her heart as it thumped wildly within her chest. “You’re alive,” she whispered in awe. She’d been prepared to save him from another possible fiery death when in fact it was exactly the opposite

Spike nodded. “Yes, I am,” he said proudly. “But I still have a lot of my vampire abilities. Like sight, scent, and my hearing is really good. Just got some adjustments.”

Buffy smiled and snuggled up against him. “Trying to out do me again,” she whispered, smiling.

Dawn came over to nestle in with them. “Well, he liked being a vampire,” she said, giggling. “Now, he just has a few more advantages.”

“Have to take care of my girls,” Spike said, puffing out his chest.

Buffy looked up at him with sparkling eyes. “Obviously we need to take care of you as well,” she teased. “Can’t take our eyes off of you for one second.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Buffy,” Spike said, seriously. “I promise.”

“I know,” Buffy whispered, pushing her tears away. She wasn’t going to cry anymore, not when things were going so well. “I still worry.”

“We both do,” Dawn said, backing up her sister. “But if you’re not going anywhere, we won’t worry so much.”

“I’m not,” Spike repeated, looking down at Dawn with an intense gaze. “Never again.”





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