Chapter 25 - The Chase
“Wow, Willow. Is this really the Wicca?”
Buffy was looking around the pub, taking in the changes Willow and Tara had done to the place for this night. They had lightened up the whole place with beautiful colors and a lot of decors. The tables were nicely done and had a few candles standing on top of them. The scene wasn’t left unnoticed either and a band was now setting up their things for their gig later that night.
Buffy turned to glance at Willow who was looking more than thrilled and kind of proud. She had all right to be because everything they had done to the place must have cost a fortune.
“So I get your approval?” Willow asked, still glancing about the room, her hands on her hips.
“Most definitely,” Spike answered. “You’ve done a great job, Red.”
“See, sweetie, I told you they’d like it,” Tara said, coming up behind them with a box of things in her hands as she nudged Willow in the side. She turned back to Buffy and Spike. “Willow has been arranging things since this morning. She wanted it to be perfect.”
“Well, it’s not everyday this place turns two years,” Willow said, suddenly getting a dreamy and sentimental look over her face before waving it off. Then, her eyes fell on Buffy and Spike, or more their entwined hands. Her eyes widened and she let out a little squeal as she put her hands to her mouth. “Oh my god!”
Spike followed her gaze and couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction. “You all right, Willow?”
“I…” She started before once again exclaiming; "Oh my friggin’ god! Tara, we did it!”
Willow turned to Tara who gave her a meaning look and Willow bit her lip. She smiled an innocent little smile. “Ooops...”
Spike only shook his head. He had suspected Willow and Tara had been trying to get them together but by Buffy’s shocked expression he guessed she did not. Buffy’s eyes were wide as a frown settled on her face. “W-what? What did I miss?” In question, she turned to Spike to get the answer to Willow’s weird behavior.
“I think our friends here have been playing match makers behind our backs,” he told her, trying to keep a serious expression on his face but failing miserably while he sneaked a hand around Buffy’s waist.
Buffy seemed to be thinking about for a few seconds before she looked back at Willow and Tara. “So when you invited us over to lunch it was to get us together?” Tara smiled sheepishly.
“Maybe,” she mumbled.
“I so knew this was gonna happen!” Willow continued and clapped her hands together in excitement. Buffy was sure that she would be jumping soon. The only thing she could do was shake her head in disbelief and smile.
“Unbelievable. Well, then I’ll have to thank you for that but to be honest, me and Spike did most of the work.”
“Pfft,” Willow scoffed and waved her off. “If it weren’t for us you two wouldn’t be standing here now.”
“Let her believe that, luv,” Spike whispered in her ear, loud enough for Willow to hear and offended she glared at them.
“Hey, I heard that!”
“Whoa, what do we have here?” Gunn exclaimed as he along with Xander, Fred, Anya and Wesley walked inside and joined the little group of people. “Nice work, my friends,” he said to Willow and Tara and Willow seemed to momentarily forget about her little argument when he commented her work.
Smiling brightly she rushed over to him and linked her arm with Gunn’s. “That’s so sweet!” She grinned. “Come on, I’ll show you around.”
Tara shook her head. “Saved by an angel, huh?” She said. “Well, even if it wasn’t that obvious – she is happy for you and so am I,” she smiled. “Let’s get you a table, shall we?”
As the hours passed, more and more people showed up at the pub and it was almost full by nine o’clock. Buffy sat at a table along with Spike, Gunn, Fred, Wesley, Anya and Xander, having the time of her life. She had even been laughing so much her cheeks hurt.
What made this night the best though was Spike. She was now placed in the sofa along with Spike, a secure arm draped around her shoulder as she laugh at something Xander said.
Who would’ve known that when she left Sunnydale for a calm vacation she’d end up making some incredible new friends and one of them turning out to be everything she was looking for in a guy? It was amazing really that during the short time she’d spent in Cornwall, Buffy had come to like the place so much and a lot thanks to the people in the village. She couldn’t really understand how her life had been without them.
Sure, Cordelia Chase and Buffy Summers had been friends since high school but she was the only person Buffy really had in Sunnydale. And Riley. He was another friend from high school. Buffy and he had been friends until college came along and they started dating. They had been together for a few months when they realized they were just not working together. Sadly enough, it had destroyed their friendship and now they barley saw each other anymore. It was kind of sad that it was so awkward being around each other now days.
Buffy had met Riley and his fiancé Sam on the street when she was in Los Angeles for a weekend and as much as she pushed herself to be nice and pleasant to Sam and Riley, it had just been too awkward.
But those people here, they were so different. Not that I don’t love Cordy, she said to herself, but it is different here. They were just enjoying life and caring about each other. That’s the most important thing for these guys. She knew for a fact Spike at least would do anything for his friends, even for Wesley whom he didn’t get along with that well. They had a brotherly behavior to each other and used to fight over small things but with a twinkle in the eye.
Oh, she was enjoying her staying.
Buffy felt that someone was watching her and turned to the side, immediately knowing who was watching her. She met the sapphire eyes of Spike and smiled at him. He’d done so much for her and she hoped he understood how much that meant to her.
If it wasn’t for Spike she wouldn’t have made peace with her dad for example. She wouldn’t have met these people or gotten to know Lily and Connor.
Her father had been right. This was something special; not love. Well, not yet anyway, it was too early for that, she knew it. But it was something she wouldn’t be chasing away.
Suddenly Spike’s voice broke through to her. “What are you thinking about?” He asked in a quiet voice, letting their friends continue their talk.
Buffy tilted her head and glanced about the room. “Everything actually. Life, luck, friends…” She cocked her head to the side to get a glimpse of him and a smile tugged on her lips. “All happy things.”
“Good, I was a bit worried you were getting bored,” he said with a grin as the band on the stage started to play their songs. Their eyes wandered to the stage for a few seconds before Spike turned back to Buffy.
“Dance with me," he asked, as a slow song started to play. He reached out his hands to her and she met his eyes as she smiled and took it, the warmth from his hand spreading.
Slowly they started to walk towards the dance floor, oblivious to the stares and grins they got from the group at their table.
“Man, he’s screwed,” Gunn said, shaking his head as he turned around in his chair.
“I think they’re cute,” Fred said dreamingly. “And I like Buffy, they’re so perfect together.”
Wesley nodded as he watched his cousin wrap and arm around the blonde girl’s waist and pulling her to him. “I’m happy he’s over the freak he claimed to love.”
“He better not get back to his old behavior,” Xander murmured but Fred shook her head.
“He won’t. I just know it. I’ve known Spike for years, Xander. I just know that this is for real. He won’t ditch her next week. Look at him.” She nodded in the direction of the pair, which wasn’t really needed since they all had their eyes on them anyway. “He’s falling for her.”
“I really hope they’ll work things out,” Xander said. Fred frowned at him.
“Why wouldn’t they? I’m sure Spike will give her lots and lots of orgasms,” Anya said lightly.
“Anya!” Xander sighed, never getting used to his girlfriends blunt questions and statements. Anya looked at him in question.
“What? I’m sure he will!”
“I have to agree with Anya,” Fred said before widening her eyes. “Um, only not about the… orgasm part. Why wouldn’t they work things out?”
Xander leaned forward and let his arms rest on his knees. “Think about it, Fred,” he sighed. “Spike’s living here, Buffy in the states. It’s one hell of a long distance. I don’t even think Spike knows how long Buffy will be staying here.”
“Well, at least they’re living in the moment,” she said softly and smiled at the couple.
On the dance floor, Spike and Buffy was still oblivious to the stares they were getting from the table. Buffy was now resting her head on his chest with Spike’s arms wrapped securely around her waist. His chin was on the top of her head as they slowly swayed in time with the music.
When she raised her head from his chest and met his blue eyes the world around them seemed to melt away. It almost felt surreal. The only two people in the room were them; the only sound piercing threw their state was the song.
Spike couldn’t draw his eyes away from her and surprisingly enough, the intense moment they shared didn’t affect him in bad way. It didn’t make him nervous, on the contrary.
They barley realized that their faces were getting closer until Buffy felt his lips on hers. She didn’t have time to think before she pressed her mouth against his and wrapped her hands around his neck. Spike’s arms drew her closer to him until she could feel every part of him and she couldn’t help but let out a little moan.
Spike’s hand slid further to the small of her back and she angled her head to deepen the kiss. His lips brushed across hers, and his tongue slid between her parted lips. A growl escaped from him as she let her fingers trace the back of his neck until she found the blonde rebellious curls he so badly wanted to get away. Her nails dug into his skin but he didn’t care. All that mattered was having her in his arms.
Buffy broke away, much to her own dismay to catch her breath. Spike traced the column of her neck and placed small kisses there as Buffy closed her eyes. “Spike,” she mumbled as she felt the evidence of his desire. “Maybe…”
Her words were drowned by the music and she opened her eyes to look up at him. His eyes were dark and his chest was rising and falling heavily in time with his breathing. She swallowed as he looked at her. Suddenly, she became aware of that they were standing in the middle of the dance floor and her eyes widened in a bit of embarrassment as she noticed a few people staring.
Buffy turned her attention back to Spike and watched him for a few seconds before a devilish smile tugged at her lips. Spike raised an eyebrow in question.
She quickly glanced back to the table where their friends were sitting to make sure they weren’t watching them before she nudged her head in the direction of the exit. Her hand traced the outlines of his chest before she stepped back and without a word, walking out of the club.
It didn’t take Spike long to understand the meaning of her move and soon he was after her.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
And as I promised, maybe a few hours later though, here is chapter 25! Hope you'll enjoy it! I'm currently workin on 26, usually I don't post until I've got another chapter ready but it's almost finished so here you go :)
Thanks a lot for the lovely reviews! They really keep me going!
Chapter beta'd by Chriss, thanks hun!
Oh, and by the way. I'm really not sure about the rating for this chapter so I put it at 18, don't know if that's right though. Thought it was better with too much than the other way around :)
Thanks a lot for the lovely reviews! They really keep me going!
Chapter beta'd by Chriss, thanks hun!
Oh, and by the way. I'm really not sure about the rating for this chapter so I put it at 18, don't know if that's right though. Thought it was better with too much than the other way around :)