Excerpt:
"She had fallen in love with Spike, and had finally told him what he had always begged her to tell him. Said exposure of self, complete surrender to the whirlwind that was him and the hurricane that was fate's idea of a test course for Buffy romance, and she had told him she loved him.
She nearly cried into her coke at the memory.
He had just stood there, outside the crypt where she'd accosted him, blinking at the emotional young woman in front of him, something glinting in his eyes...
...And then she'd recognized that glint, and nearly vomited.
Pity.And he had turned her down. Totally."
Oh, Pari. There is ALWAYS a fic to fit the criteria. Always.
