Spike spotted her instantly. She was standing outside of the house, the moonlight highlighting the shiny tears rolling down her beautiful face. It broke his heart but at the same time, she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

He turned off the ignition and got out of his car. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her. She finally seemed to spot him because a weak smile crossed her lips.

The second he was close enough, he had a hundred and five pounds of Buffy in his arms sobbing her heart out.

“Shhh, shhh, luv,” he tried to sooth her, rubbing her back gently, “It’s okay pet. Let’s get you outta here.”

Buffy nodded slowly against his chest, nuzzling her cheek against him before giving him a barely audible, “Okay.”

With that, the two unnatural blondes made their way back to his car.

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“Are you sure it’s cool that I spend the night here?” Buffy sniffled as Spike let him into his house.

He nodded at her before smiling at her. Buffy stopped. It was a smile. She’d never seen him smile. Grin? Yes. Smirk? Always. But smile? Never, “It’s fine. The old man isn't home at the moment and even so, you’re the daughter he never had.”

Buffy laughed a little and nodded. Giles was very much a surrogate father to her. She wouldn’t have had it any other way, “Okay.” She paused before looking up at him with big, sincere eyes, “Thank you so much Spike. You didn’t have to come and get me.”

He didn’t reply right away. He was to busy drowning in her wide hazel eyes. He finally looked away and shook his head, “Yeah I did luv.” He needed to change the subject. This was leading into dangerous territory, “Here, let me get you something to change into.”

Buffy nodded thankfully and followed him into his bedroom. She watched him closely. She didn’t know what had possessed her to call him but something deep down in her told her that he’d come for her. Over the past three months a friendship had developed between the two much to everyone’s surprise including herself. Ryan hadn’t like it very much but didn’t let it show. Ryan…oh god…Ryan.

Spike turned around when he heard a small sob come from Buffy. Bloody hell, he couldn’t stand that! He was soon learned that when she cried, it hurt him. He took her hand in his gently and pulled her along, “Come on luv. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Buffy looked up at him with teary eyes before replying, “Would you just hold me?”

He hesitated for a second but then realized it was probably one of the only chances to have her in his arms and nodded, “Okay pet. Anything to make you feel better.” And it was the truth. He’d do anything to make her smile again.

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“So luv, what is it? TV or a mov…” Spike was cut off mid-sentence when Buffy entered the living room in one of his black t-shirts and a one of his only pairs of boxers. Bloody hell. She wasn’t revealing anything but it was THE sexiest thing he’d ever seen, her standing there in his clothes.

Buffy noticed him staring, and instantly wrapped her arms around herself self consciously. She bit her lip before asking, “Is everything okay? Do you want me to go home? I’d understand if you…”

This snapped him out of his Buffy induced daze, “NO!” Spike mentally kicked himself in the ass. God, he sounded like a desperate git.

Buffy couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the urgency of his reply, “Um, okay.” She paused before adding shyly, “Truth be told, I really don’t want to go.”

Spike smirked in his usual cocky way, “Well of course not luv. It’s me you're here with isn't it?”

Buffy couldn’t help but giggle, “You're a jackass you know that?”

“You love it,” Spike regretted the statement the second it left his mouth.

Buffy’s lower lip quivered and a whole new flood of tears erupted. You love it. Ryan always said that after she’d insult him, playfully or not. Always.

“Oh, pet,” Spike said sympathetically, “I’m sorry.”

Buffy looked at him sadly before she practically tackled Spike with another hug. She didn’t know why, but for some reason it made her feel better, a hug from him that was.

Spike buried his face into her golden hair and inhaled deeply, unconsciously pulling her to him as close as possible. It felt so bloody good to have her with him and he couldn’t do a thing about it.

He finally pulled away before Buffy noticed his growing arousal of having her so close, “Why don’t we sit down and you tell me what happened kitten?”


Buffy nodded sullenly before taking a seat on the Giles’s living room couch. She looked up at him with wide glossy eyes before asking seriously, “Am I not smart enough? Pretty enough? Special enough? Why doesn’t he love me anymore Spike?”

In two seconds flat, Spike went from caring to livid. Buffy Summer was absolutely perfect and she deserved to know it! At that moment, he wanted to rip skater boy into pieces. Okay so he’d always wanted to rip Ryan into pieces but the need had never been this bloody strong.

Buffy shook her head and looked away, “I’m sorry. I’m being stupid. I guess not.”

Spike sat down next to her and grabbed her hands, “Luv look at me.” Buffy sighed and looked at him with sad, hazel eyes before he continued, “Skater boy is a fucking idiot. You're all of those things and then some!”

“You're just saying that,” she said softly before her face hardened slightly, “It’s okay. I’m over it already.”

He couldn’t help but laugh. They both knew that that was far, far from the truth. Before either knew what happened, Buffy burst out in tears once more.

With out even having to think about it, Spike pulled the small blonde into his arms possessively and let her cry. A feeling of warmth spread through his entire body as realization hit him. He was in love his best friend’s sister.

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well there ya go! I hope that was okay cause I’m a little unsure about it. Review pretty please. In the next chapter Spike has a “talk” with Ryan and if y’all wanna see that, you know what to do!





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