A/N You guys weren’t expecting that twist? I can’t imagine why not :-) Thanks to everyone who reviewed- I would have had this chapter posted last night, but I have a sick little boy and he takes precedence over everything. And is it bad when one chapter of this fic, gets more reviews than my entire first fic? I’m going to take it as excellent for this one and feel sad for my first one :-) Thanks to everyone who has supported this story!



Chapter 4 - Memories


Spike stood in shocked silence for a solid minute. The longest and shortest
sixty seconds of his life. Finally comprehending what she said, he took a
deep breath. “Did I just hear you right?” he said in a raspy whisper.

“That you and I slept together? Yeah…you heard me right.”

“When?” he whispered, his eyes unfocused and looking around as he searched
his memory.

“Three years ago,” she said softly. “Look…maybe we should go inside. This
isn’t exactly the kind of thing I like discussing when my neighbors can
overhear everything.”

Spike nodded, following her into the building. His brow was still furrowed
in confusion as he walked up the flights of steps.

Buffy shut the apartment door behind him, watching as he seemed to snap out
of his trance and look around.

“What’s wrong?” Buffy asked worriedly.

“What? Oh…nothing. It’s just…have you ever gone from one place to another,
but you don’t remember actually going the distance?”

Buffy smiled. “Is this about the trip up the stairs or the last three
years?”

“A bit of both,” he whispered, unable to look in her eyes. “Can you
please explain it to me now?”

Buffy took a deep breath as she nodded.

* * * * *

3 YEARS EARLIER


“Willow, I can’t believe you got me all this for my birthday!” Buffy
squealed excitedly, practically hopping as she gave her best friend a hug.
“This is the best present I have ever gotten!”

“You only turn eighteen once,” Willow replied with a shrug as they were
ushered backstage. “I figured we had to go all out.”

The crowd of screaming girls nearly swallowed Buffy and Willow as they were
pushed and pulled in a certain direction. The shriek seemed to double after
a few minutes and Buffy strained to see what had caused such an uproar. She
could vaguely see two of the band members, Riley Finn and Xander Harris, as
the security guards tried to keep the fans at bay.

Buffy took a step back, deciding it wasn’t worth the effort of getting five
feet closer if she was going to get trampled in the process.

“They’re crazy, aren’t they?”

Buffy turned at the sound of the voice and offered a small smile at the dark-haired man standing beside her. “They’re definitely…enthusiastic,” she agreed with a nod.

“Why aren’t you joining them?”

“Is it really worth it?” Buffy asked with a shrug. “It’s not like there
will be a chance in hell of one of them singling me out to talk to, so why
bother? I’m perfectly comfortable playing the role of admirer.”

The man tilted his head, looking at her with appreciation. “Well, today
might be your lucky day,” he said with a grin.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m Angel,” he replied, holding out his hand and waiting until she
tentatively shook it. “I’m the band’s manager. Could you follow me?”

Buffy hesitantly stepped forward as Angel placed his hand on the small of
her back. She knew it wasn’t very wise to go somewhere with a man she just
met, but the door that he led her through and entrance and down a hallway
that was lined with security guards. She felt a little safer here than she
did with the crowd.

Watching as Angel knocked on a door at the end of the hall, Buffy’s eyes
widened when a bleached blonde answered.

‘Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.’

The mantra seemed to run through Buffy’s head as Angel lightly pushed her
toward the lead singer.

“Spike, I’ve brought you some company.”

Spike raised an impressed eyebrow as he looked the girl over. She could
feel her skin heating up under his gaze as he perused her body.

“You two have fun,” Angel said with a wink and smirk before walking back
down the hall.

Buffy bit her lip as Spike held the door of the dressing room open. “Come
on in, pet. No need to be shy.”

She could feel her breathing escalate as the door shut behind them.

“Did you enjoy the concert, Goldilocks?” he whispered, gently pressing her
against the door while his fingers ran through her hair.

“Um…yeah,” Buffy whispered, her heart slamming in her chest.

“That’s good, luv,” he said softly, his lips close to her ear.

“Maybe I should-”

All coherent thought left her body when she felt his lips gently slide over
hers in a tender kiss. She felt as if she was drowning when her eyes
fluttered shut, her hands reaching up to wind around his neck. She knew in
that moment that she was lost. She knew that she would give him
anything…and she did.

* * * * *

“So that’s it,” Buffy said quietly as Spike sat on her couch, his head in
his hands, trying desperately to remember something…anything about that
night. “I went to sleep afterward and you…”

“I left,” Spike muttered, looking at the floor.

“Yeah,” Buffy said quietly as he raised his pain-filled eyes to hers.

“Was I your first?” he whispered.

Buffy took a deep breath and swallowed hard before nodding. “You were,” she
confirmed, watching as he dropped his head into his hands again, hearing the
deep sigh that erupted from him.

“Was I…I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Buffy shrugged, even though he couldn’t see it from his current position.
“I don’t really have another first time to compare it to, but you were
gentle if that’s what you were wanting to know.”

“I’m so sorry, Buffy,” he said in a choked voice, raising his eyes to hers.

“Will, I was there, too. I could have asked you to stop or walked out. You
didn’t hold me in that room…I wanted to be there.”

“There’s been so many cities…so many concerts and I just…I want to remember
so much,” Spike whispered, the tone of his voice nearly breaking Buffy’s
heart. “You probably hate me.”

“I did,” Buffy admitted. “I did for a long time, but I couldn’t hold on to
that forever. It’s not like I expected a big rock star to really pay
attention to me in the first place.”

“But I did…I would have and I…”

“Thanks,” she said with a small smile.

“And the club?”

“I saw you and all of those old feelings came back,” she said softly. “I
didn’t want to risk getting close to you again.”

“Why the change?”

Buffy shrugged, absently playing with her thumbnail. “People change. They
evolve, they mature, and you seemed different. One lunch couldn’t hurt
anything.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about this before?” he asked gently.

“You mean, start off a conversation with- ‘Hi, I’m the girl you screwed in
another city. Do you remember me?’”

Spike slowly stood up, walking over to her chair and kneeling before her.
“Don’t say that,” he whispered.

“Don’t say what?”

“Luv, I might not remember anything, and words can’t express how sorry I am,
but I am sure we didn’t screw, shag, or fuck.”

Buffy flushed as he continued, gently tucking a piece of hair behind her
ear.

“We made love,” he said softly.

“Just apparently not very memorable,” Buffy whispered, her insecurities
coming to the forefront as Spike closed his eyes.

“I didn’t…I’m sorry,” he said again before standing up. “Maybe I should
go.”

“Did you mean what you said?” Buffy asked before he reached the door.

“What’s that, luv?” he asked quietly.

“That this,” she began as she gestured in between the two of them. “That
whatever we have between us could be worth it?”

“I did,” he replied honestly.

“And now?”

“I still do.”

“Stay,” she whispered.

“Buffy, I don’t think-”

“Just hold me?”

A smile finally crossed Spike’s face as he nodded, holding out his arms and
feeling the tension leave his body when Buffy stepped into the embrace.




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