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Title: Caught Between Two Lovers
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I only wrote the story
Feedback: Oceans of it, please.
Summary: Set early second season. A
retelling of Buffy and Spike's first meeting.
For the purposes of the story, ANGEL
does not exist and Spike is a little
different.


Part twenty-six


Holding Out For A Hero (cont..)



~~~~~~~~~~
"I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
~~~~~~~~~~


"Buffy! The limousine just pulled up."

"I'm coming!"

She took one last look in her full length mirror, and
was pleased with what she saw.

The dress was just as beautiful as it had been the
night she'd found it. Her poor mother had been so
pleased that she was actually going out and doing
something with her friends, that she hadn't turned a
hair when she'd been told how much the gown cost.

She had even taken Buffy back to the mall the next
night for new shoes and an evening shawl.

Even though she was pleased to be going out, Buffy
couldn't hold back a feeling of disappointment as she
dressed for the evening. She had almost managed to
convince herself that William would be back by now,
and would be taking her to the dance himself.

But, no matter how long she lingered in the bath, or
how much time she took doing her nails and fixing
her hair, he still hadn't put in an appearance.

Joyce knocked lightly on the door, and poked her head
in. "Oh, honey...you look beautiful," she said, smiling
in a gushingly maternal way that usually made Buffy
squirm. "I thought you might like to wear my diamond
earrings."

Whoa. Hold the presses. Buffy couldn't have been
more surprised. Her mother cherished those diamond
studs and had never offered them up before. "Really?"

Joyce smiled and held out her hand. "Really," she con-
firmed.

Buffy transferred the earrings from the box to her ears
in record time, not taking a chance on her mom coming
to her senses. "Thanks, mom," she beamed.

Joyce sighed, leaning against the doorway. "I was going
to offer you my pearls, but I know you don't like to take
off your necklace.

Buffy put her hand over the crystal heart that William
had given her. Three days after the carnival, he had
shown up in the evening and replaced the inexpensive
chain with a 24k gold one that had a much stronger
clasp.

She hadn't taken the necklace off since.

"Anyway," her mom said, "the diamonds go well with the
crystal. I had them cleaned today."

Buffy looked in the mirror, smiling in delight when the
gems caught the light and sparkled like stars. "Thanks,"
she said again.

Downstairs, the doorbell rang.

After kissing her mother goodnight, Buffy grabbed her
shawl and ascended the staircase, feeling very grand.

The only thing that could make her feel better, would be
to open the door and see.....


~~~~~~~~~~
"I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life.."
~~~~~~~~~~


"Hey, Buff....you look good." Xander smiled, dropping
his clown act for the occasion.

"Thanks," she replied. "You, too. Nice tux."

He shrugged. "Cordy picked it out. Apparently, she
had a problem with me wearing the light blue one with
the ruffled shirt that my cousin Dan got married in."

Buffy made a face. "A woman saw him in that and still
married him?"

Xander nodded solemnly, miming a very pregnant
belly with his hands.

She laughed and closed the door behind her, then
followed him back to the limo where her friends were
waiting.

Before she stepped into the car, a sudden light
breeze kicked up and made her shiver. She glanced
up and watched white blossoms fall from the plum
tree in her neighbors yard.

Staring down the street, she felt an odd sense
of something about to happen, but couldn't really judge
whether it was something good or something catastrophic,
or perhaps a combination of both.


~~~~~~~~~~
"Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone, somewhere
Watching me.."
~~~~~~~~~~


The school gym looked like something out of a
picture book. One large area had been designated as
a dance floor, and the band playing was a group of
professionals, and not the cream of the Sunnydale High
music department.

At the other end of the room, there were tables
and chairs set up, with long white tablecloths
hiding the scratches and graffiti. A buffet stretched
out along a side wall, covered with cookies
and pastries donated by parents. There was a
beautiful glass punch bowl at each end of it, zealously
guarded by Principal Snyder, who viewed each
approaching student as a possible vandal.

The glaring overhead lights were dimmed, and one
of the kids from the drama department was providing
romantic and colorful lighting effects.

Two hours into the evening, Buffy was beginning to
wish she'd stayed home. She was tired of fending off
offers to dance, some of them tendered by boys she'd
never even seen before, and she was having a dreadful
time shaking the feeling that something was about to
explode all over her.

After the band took a short break and the music began
again, Xander suddenly stood up and held out his hand
to her.

"Come on, kiddo," he said. "You've gotta dance at least
one dance and if you dance it with me, you don't have
to worry about being molested."

He had apparently cleared this with his girlfriend, since
Cordy just smiled encouragingly. Buffy took her friend's
hand and let him pull her to her feet.

There was a slow song playing, and Buffy placed one
hand in Xander's and rested the other lightly on his
shoulder. They talked a little, and then he bent over and
whispered something in her ear about the dress that
Harmony Kendall had shown up in, making Buffy look
up and laugh.....and wish more than ever that William
was the one holding her.

As they danced, her heart beat suddenly sped up in
a way that had nothing to do with physical exertion.


~~~~~~~~~~
"Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood,
I can feel his approach, like a fire in my blood."
~~~~~~~~~~


TBC

(He's so close you could touch him.)


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