Author's Chapter Notes:
An early update for once huh? :) I just got two chapters from by beta so I couldn't wait to update and after all, I got so many nice and kind reviews so I just had to update today instead of this weekend :)

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My beta Chriss came up with the name of this chapter too, thank you sweetie. Now, on to the story!
Chapter 21 - With You

None of them knew for how long they stayed in the car, locked in a passionate kiss. After all, time didn’t really matter at the moment. All Buffy cared about right now was the soft touch of Spike’s lips against hers, his strong hands holding her to him… And the gear shifter that was currently pressing into her thigh that she was sure would be bruised tomorrow, but she let herself forget about it for now.

Suddenly realisation hit her. This was what she had been looking for, what she once had thought Angel was. The safeness Spike was giving her. She trusted him more than she ever thought she would’ve.

Spike too, was in deep thoughts but he didn’t let that stop him from kissing the girl he had been longing to kiss and to hold. He knew that when he kissed her the first time they weren’t ready, they had only known each other for a few days then and the kiss had been more of a comforting kind than this one was. He was determined to show Buffy, whom had come to mean so much to him, that she really was more than a fling, and that he wasn’t the person she first thought he was. He did that by trying to put every emotion in the kiss and the embrace.

And he did it good. Buffy responded the kiss as eagerly as Spike did. Her soft moans filled the car as Spike’s hand came to rest at her lower back and their tongues came into play. Buffy’s eyes were closed when they broke apart from the kiss to catch their breaths and Spike placed kisses down her neck.

“Spike,” she whispered and he barley mumbled a response. “Spike, we – “

Whatever she was going to say was silenced by his lips that attacked hers once again and she put her arms around his neck to draw him closer.

Suddenly, images of them in the backseat of the car flew through her mind and she pulled back. Spike seemed to be thinking about what just happened before he took a deep breath, trying to calm his irregular breaths, or well, more like pants.

“What… Are you okay?” He asked in a hoarse voice. Buffy licked her lips and nodded in response, averting her eyes from him for a few seconds to gather her thoughts.

Spike began to be worried when she showed no sign of saying something and all insecurity came crashing down on him in an instant. “You-you don’t regret this, do you?”

Buffy’s eyes snapped up to meet his and she shook her head no. Spike’s shoulders sagged in relief, but his worry wasn’t over yet. “Then… What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she said, her voice still coming out in short gasps before casting her eyes downward and biting her lip. Spike’s brows knit together and Buffy became aware of that Spike was really nervous, considering how he kept trying to find something to say. His mouth opened, and closed, opened and closed… She took a breath before continuing in a hesitant voice. “I just… I think we need to stop.”

Spike nodded, his eyes not meeting hers. “I see…”

A frown showed up on Buffy’s face as she studied him and realized he must have misunderstood the meaning of it. “No, Spike, I… I just meant…” A small smile played on her lips. “We’re going to end up doing something we shouldn’t if we don’t stop now.”

Spike let out a breath and chuckled. “Ah, I see what you mean.” They kept looking at each other, smiling and not breaking eye contact when Spike leant forward to caress her cheek with his hand.

“So you don’t regret this?” He whispered.

“No,” Buffy answered softly while shaking her head. The smile came back to Spike’s lips and he left a soft kiss on her lips before pulling away.

“Good. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you had,” he murmured sadly. He glanced at the clock and let out a sigh. “It’s almost one in the morning.”

Buffy’s followed his eyes towards the clock and nodded, feeling a bit disappointed. “Yeah. I should probably leave.”

“Come to practice tomorrow,” Spike blurted out and then chuckled at his desperate plea. “If you want to, that is. We could spend some time together afterwards.”

“I’d love to,” she smiled. Just watching her for a few moments he couldn’t help but smile. This night had sure taken an unexpected turn of event.

Angling his head slightly, he dipped down and touched his mouth to hers in a tender kiss. Great, now I won’t be able to leave at all, Buffy smiled to herself but Spike broke away before the kiss escaladed to something else and rested his forehead against hers.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then,” Buffy said without really moving away from him.

“I’ll be looking forward to it,” he replied. Another quiet moment passed before Buffy laughed slightly.

“I’m going now.”

“I can see that.”

Buffy placed a quick kiss on his lips before pulling back and opening the door. Waving a goodbye she started to walk to her house, digging for her keys in her purse. When she finally found them and had put the key into the lock, she turned around only to find Spike’s car still standing at the street and she laughed before waving a last goodbye which he answered, she closed the door and leant against it with the biggest smile one her face.




Next day, Buffy was sitting at her usual spot a few yards away from the hardworking kids and their coach. She was amazed by how serious these young kids took their training and how well they turned out to do it. She had never had that kind of interest in any sport, sure she had gone ice-skating when she was a kid but she never really got into it and quit when she was ten, something she regretted now, seeing the happy faces of the kids in the water. For them, it was only the board, the waves and Spike’s voice that mattered.

Buffy glanced at Spike just in time to have him look at her. A blush crept up her cheeks and she gave him a smile. He smirked in return and Buffy felt her stomach do flip flops. Every time she looked at him after last night’s encounter she couldn’t help but blush furiously.

Well, that wasn’t too weird, was it? Considering what could’ve happened if they hadn’t stopped in time. She would probably have to call Cordy later and tell her she was right… Or she could just skip it, it wouldn’t hurt Cordelia Chase ego if she didn’t know just yet.

Buffy was drawn back to reality when she heard Spike scream some instructions to his students and she let her eyes fall on Connor who was currently trying a new trick. Spike had been happily surprised to see him back so soon after what happened a few days ago. He seemed more determined now, Buffy noted, more self-confident than he had before. She guessed, by the way his earlier so called friends patted him on the back and gave him encouraging smiles, that they had talked to him and finally made peace.

“All right, time’s up. Time to go home,” Spike yelled to make sure his voice wasn’t drowned by the crashing waves.

Buffy smiled when she heard the moans from the kids and the protests. ‘Oh, come on. We’re just getting started…’, ‘I need to practise some more!’

Spike shook his head. “Nope, you’ll have to wait until Wednesday. Great job everyone! Next time you’ll have more time to understand how it works. Connor,” he said, and the boy stopped, “can I talk to you for a second?”

“Sure,” he nodded. Spike waited until the rest of the kids were gone before putting his hands at his hips and giving him a great smile.

“You’re doing great.”

“Thanks,” he grinned. “I really tried to get a grip on this new trick and I almost did, I just need to practise a little bit more.”

“That’s great, Connor. I’m glad you’re back, up at the horse or whatever,” he added with a smile. “And you seem to get along quite well with the other guys.”

He nodded in the direction Ryan and the others had gone and Connor followed his gaze. “Yeah, I think they felt pretty bad about what happened. Especially Ryan, they have been nothing but supportive. We’re going out tonight actually.”

“Well, I hope you will have a great time then,” Spike said, patting his shoulder. “I’ll see you on Wednesday yeah?”

“You bet. See ya!”

Connor waved at Spike and then gave Buffy a wink before setting off towards his friends. Buffy took the opportunity to get over to Spike. He met her halfway and smiled at her.

“Hi, pet.”

“Hello, Spike,” she said, suddenly feeling that this was pretty awkward. She bit her lip and glanced down at the sand. “So…”

“So…” He repeated, scratching the back of his neck. The silence fell and Buffy couldn’t help but let out a nervous laugh.

“Well, this is….”

“… interesting,” Spike filled in and Buffy nodded with a raised eyebrow. Giving himself a mental shake, he sighed and smiled a smile that seemed so much like an insecure little boy’s one. “I missed you.”

The blush, once again, made itself known on her cheeks. “Me too,” she murmured, licking her lips.

Spike let out a sigh and clenched his jaw. “Sod it,” he said and Buffy looked up in shock, just in time to see him step forward and wrap his arms around her form before crushing her mouth with his.

Buffy let out a little yelp but soon found herself kissing him back as eagerly. She placed her arms around his neck to keep steady. Deciding to take the initiative, Buffy forced her tongue into his mouth to deepen the kiss. Spike let out a groan and Buffy couldn’t help but smile to herself.

A few moments later they pulled away to catch their breaths. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he mumbled, unable to keep the chuckle away.

“Didn’t mind, did I?” Buffy grinned. “Someone had to take the initiative.”

“Good,” Spike answered her, glancing at her already swollen lips. He smiled at her. “I hope it’s okay if I might take the initiative again.”

“Maybe you don’t have to,” Buffy beamed at him with a devilish smile and was just about to let her lips touch his when an ear piercing sound broke them apart.

Spike sighed and cursed the damn phone for interrupting the moment between them. Buffy looked at him sheepishly. “You take it,” she told him and gave him an understanding smile.

“It’ll be quick,” he said to her before answering the phone with a much less soft voice. “What?”

“Spike, it’s Willow.”

“Hey, Red,” Spike answered with a slight frown. Willow wasn’t usually one for calling him; she generally wanted to talk to him face to face. “What’s up?”

“Have you seen Lily?”

Spike stopped doing whatever he was doing, all the worry coming back to him. He was silent for a few moments before answering with a serious voice. “No. No I haven’t. Why are you asking? Did something happen?”

Willow sounded genuinely worried. “I don’t know, Spike. I was supposed to meet the kids in my class today in the park beside the school to have a little picnic, like a pre school talk, and tell them a few things about the courses and so on, you know the drill.”

“She didn’t show up?” Spike said although he already knew the answer. Buffy glanced at him and she seemed to understand what he was talking about as she bit her lip.

“No, she didn’t. And I wouldn’t be worried if I hadn’t said this was an obligatory meeting, I mean it is their summer break right now but… Lily is a serious hardworking girl, she’d come if it involved school, I just know it.” She broke off and let out a sigh. “Spike, I think something is wrong. Not one of the girls in the class have seen her in a couple of days.”

“She wasn’t at practice,” Spike told her and Willow became quiet for a few more seconds. When she finally spoke again her voice was low and fully serious.

“Spike…”

“I know, I thought so too. Something is up,” he said with a sigh, clenching his jaw. “She’s always coming to practice and if she doesn’t she always calls in sick before it begins.”

“I’m at work and I don’t get off for a few more hours,” Willow continued, “but I just can’t stop thinking about her. Do you think you could go to her house? See if everything is all right?”

She didn’t have to ask twice. Spike was already fishing up his car keys and gesturing to Buffy to go towards the car. “I’m on my way.”

“Please, call me when you see her,” Willow pleaded. Spike nodded even though she couldn’t see him as he sat down in the front seat of his car and started the engine.

“I promise.”

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