Buffy pulled up outside the cemetery and got out, bracing herself for the nightmare ahead. She took a deep breath before walking in and heading to find Will’s grave. She barely even attended his funeral, just stood back and watched his friends and family mourn over their loss.
Buffy stopped when she spotted his tombstone and headed on over slowly. “Guess it’s now or never.” She sat down in front of it and ran her fingers over his name. “Hey, it’s me. Buffy. I know I haven’t came to visit you but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’m not even sure if I was ready today but it’s been 5 years Will. It feels weird being back here, I never would have imagined I’d step foot back in Sunnydale.” She felt the tears starting but held them back, “I miss you so much,” she whispered. “You never leave my mind Will, you’re always there with me. Smiling and laughing. I miss the sound of your laugh.”
He watched from afar, couldn’t believing that she was actually here. Every year on this day he’d been in the exact same spot, waiting for her to show but she never did. “Buffy,” he whispered. She looked thin and not at all healthy but still beautiful.
Buffy frowned and thought she felt someone staring and looked around behind her. “Weird.” She turned back to the tombstone, “It’s still hard to try and move on. Remember how we planned our lives? Getting married and starting a family of our own, growing old together.” She smiled a little, “And now we’ll never have that. I don’t want it with anyone else Will, it was always about you.”
Buffy spent the next half hour just telling Will about her life. She looked at her watch, “Wow I’ve been blabbing for a while, you’re probably up there telling me to take a breath.” She stood up, “I’ll always love you Will.” She placed her engagement ring on top of the headstone and started walking back to her car but was suddenly grabbed and pulled over behind a mausoleum. “What the-“ she stopped talking and looked up at the figure.
Will watched her go, “Here’s my chance.” He moved up behind her and grabbed her quickly pulling her behind the mausoleum. She saw him look up at him, “Shh Buffy don’t scream.”
Buffy stared up at him, eyes wide and speechless. “Will?” She thought she must have been dreaming and suddenly felt rather dizzy, “I need to-” she didn’t finish that sentence before she collapsed in a heap, everything turning black.
He caught her just in time before she hit the ground and gently laid her down on the grass, brushing some hair out of her face. “Buffy wake up, luv. Come back to me.”
She stirred a little and opened her eyes, looking up in to a pair of blue eyes she thought she’d never see again. Buffy quickly got to her feet and backed away, “What the hell is going on here?”
“Buffy, luv, I know what you’re thinking and you’re not dreaming. I’m here Buffy, I’m here. I never died and-” he was cut off by her hand coming in contact with his cheek. He hissed as the pain shot through him, “Buffy would you let me explain?”
“Explain? You want to explain? Explain what Will? The fact that you’re standing here when you’re suppose to be 6 feet under or the fact that you’ve lied to me that you’re actually alive.”
“I know you’re angry but I had to do what I had to do Buffy.”
The tears started to form again but mostly she was angry, “Do you have any idea what you’ve put me through? I thought you were dead! I shut out my friends and my family and started a new life because I couldn’t bare the thought of being in Sunnydale anymore.”
“Buffy, my life was in danger. I loved you, I couldn’t put you in danger as well so I left.”
“Danger? That’s your excuse? God you’re pathetic.”
“I was in witness protection,” he said quickly.
Buffy started rambling on until she heard him tell her he was in witness protection. “What?
“I was in witness protection. That’s where I’ve been for the past 5 years Buffy. Why do you think I’ve stayed away until now? I couldn’t risk coming in contact with anyone but I come here every year hoping that you’d turn up at my grave. This year I was lucky that you did.”
Buffy stared up at him, “Will, what the hell happened that you needed to be put in witness protection?”
“I got in deep Buffy. Real deep, the kind that I wasn’t suppose to get out of. My death was staged. And could we possibly go somewhere a little more private to talk about this? A cemetery isn’t exactly where I imagined telling you everything when I found you again.”
Buffy’s head was spinning, “You know what? No, we can’t go somewhere. You start explaining yourself right now or I will actually kill you.” She was fuming and couldn’t believe he was standing right in front of her.
Will ran a hand through his hair, “Fine.” He watched Buffy fold her arms and he couldn’t help but smirk a little, “Still as stubborn as ever.” He cleared his throat at the way she was looking at him, “Right, explaining. I was undercover for the FBI. When I was sent to LA that’s what it was for, I was helping them catch one of the biggest drug lords in LA. It so happens that he worked for my company, I got in on the deal making this guy trust me and I got in so deep I didn’t know if I was going to come out alive. He started suspecting me so I went straight to the guys at the FBI and we came up with staging my death. I knew these guys were going to come after me so I had to be prepared. I had to leave you behind Buffy because they would have come after you too. Once they thought I was dead I was sent to New York, had a complete name change, got a new career, everything Buffy. Everything was new and I couldn’t include you.”
Buffy didn’t think her head could start spinning even more but it did. “Do you have any idea how much pain I have been in these past 5 years? I started a whole new life too Will, I shut my friends and my family out because I couldn’t deal with the pain. But why now Will? Why suddenly come back here now?”
“I told you Buffy, I wait here for you every year and this year I was just lucky. I’m so sorry, luv. Oh and it’s best not to call me Will anymore, it’s Spike now.”
“Spike?” she spat out. He went out and try and touch her face but she stepped back and slapped his hand away, “Don’t touch me. Don’t ever try and touch me again.”
“Buffy don’t be like this, I had to do it to survive. I knew you’d be ok and that you’d move on.”
“Move on?” she screamed. “I haven’t moved on Will, I’m far from moving on and I haven’t been ok.” The tears started flowing freely now as she looked up at him, “Every night I’ve had nightmares about you dying, about being told that you were dead and that you’d never come back home to me. 5 years Will, 5 years of that. Waking up crying and begging for you to be alive again and here you are standing right in front of me.”
“I’ve never stopped loving you, I did it for you.” Spike reached out for her again but he got a slap across the face, “Would you stop doing that?”
Buffy looked up at him coldly, “You’re still dead to me. I don’t ever want to see you again.” With that she brushed past him and started running toward her car wanting to get away from there as fast as possible.
Spike watched her go and couldn’t help but think he lost the only woman he ever loved forever.
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