Chapter 5 – Awkward Much?
She had successfully ignored the bright sun beam shinning on to her face. She was also able to ignore the truck at 6 am, Joyce’s loud movements when she got ready, and the neighbor’s car alarm. She could not ignore the giggly toddler bouncing on the bed however.
“Morning sweetie” Buffy was able to get out between yawns.
“Hi Momma, can I go to the swings?”
“Baby, I’m not even awake yet.” As Dawn snuggled into the crook of her arm Buffy smiled down at her rambunctious and beautiful little girl. ‘What would I do without her?’
“Please Momma!”
“Okay, I just need to get ready sweetie. But first I think somebody deserves a tickling for waking me up.”
Happy mirth filled the house as the two girls playfully attacked each other. Joyce heard the ruckus from her bedroom and couldn’t help but be drawn to the happy sound. She joined in the laughter from the doorway as she gazed at her two beautiful girls.
When the giggles died down Joyce said “I decided that you deserved to sleep in a little, but since it’s already ten I decided you needed a little wakeup. Who better to get you up than your own daughter, so I brought her in to do the dirty deed.”
“I wondered how she got in here.” Buffy was now sitting up and very unsuccessfully trying to play hand-games with her daughter. “Do you have to work at the gallery today?”
“Nope, it’s closed on Mondays so I am here to help you officially move back in.”
“Don’t remind me! Can’t the actual moving part just be done? I’m still grasping the concept of waking up.”
Dawn then reminded her, “Momma, swings please!” The littlest Summers’ short patience had definitely come to an end.
Joyce decided to take mercy on her still sleepy daughter, “Why don’t you take a shower and get some breakfast. I’ll take Dawn to the park and we can start unpacking when we get back.”
“Thanks Mom, I owe you so big.”
“You better believe it!” Joyce answered. “Come on Dawnie, I’ll take you to the park but you have to promise to eat all your veggies tonight.” Dawn eagerly nodded yes. “Okay, we’ll back in a bit.” Buffy gave Dawn one last big hug before she bounded off the bed and out the door with her grandma.
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After a long hot shower, Buffy decided to snuggle into the couch and watch a little TV. Sitting in her robe, wasting time felt like absolute heaven. Quiet moments like these were few and far between and she planned on taking complete advantage of it. As she giggled softly at the Bugs Bunny cartoon she didn’t notice that the door handle was turning on the front door.
“Joyce, are you here? It’s Spike. I picked up that furniture you ordered.”
Buffy’s head quickly turned to the living room door as Spike’s voice boomed from the hall entry. ‘Oh My God! What’s he doing here?’ She looked down at her serious lack of clothing and panic quickly set in. This was not how she ever expected to see Spike for the first time in over four years. She was completely physically and emotionally unprepared, especially the ‘emotionally’ part considering she was still struggling not to be in love with him anymore.
Oblivious to the panicking female, Spike struggled with a box as he came through the front door. “Joyce? Are you here?” And still nobody answered back. ‘That’s odd, the door is open and she said she would be home right now’ Spike thought.
Buffy rushed to her feet to make a hasty retreat into the kitchen, but in her attempts to gather her stuff and navigate the coffee table she ended up tripping on large robe and hitting the ground hard, very hard.
Spike heard a large thump followed by an “Owww!” inside the living room. He quickly dropped the box he was carrying and rushed towards the sound half-expecting to find Joyce hurt inside the living room. What he did find took the breath right out of him. “Buffy? I thought you weren’t coming back for another week?” Spike couldn’t help but squeek out like a 15 year old boy.
“Question later, help now.”
On the floor lay Buffy on her back. She made no attempts to get up. She didn’t know if it was her throbbing head or the humiliation that kept her down. She had major rug burns on her knees, arms, and hands. Not to mention she hit her head on the armchair. For a moment she swore she took flight. She had just managed to roll over on to her back when Spike found her. ‘Why do I have to be such a klutz?’
Spike gently gathered up the dazed girl and lay her on the couch. It was extremely hard to ignore how beautiful she had become. Every curve was a little more luscious and he felt the warmth radiating from her body as he held her. Not to mention her robe kept slipping down in the most tantalizing way. ‘If it just moved down a little bit further…God what am thinking? Girlfriend, I have a girlfriend.’
Buffy rubbed her head and looked up at Spike. She noticed that his eyes were focused a little too low on her body. She hastily closed the opening at her chest and it was enough to snap him from the haze he had fallen in. In embarrassment he quickly turned away. “Umm, I’ll just find you some bandages.” She had never seen him move so fast outside a soccer game. ‘I didn’t know he could get so red!’ Buffy giggled in amusement but tried to stifle it with her hand as best as she could. When he returned, he was loaded with supplies having successfully located them in the downstairs restroom. Awkward silence filled the air as Spike rubbed some medicine into her rug burns.
“Ouch!”
“Sorry”
“It’s okay. I’m just a big spaz, it was bound to happen. So, umm, what are you doing here Spike?”
He finished up and sat back down at the other end of the couch as she sat up. “You always were” he smirked. “Joyce found some furniture she liked online and commissioned me to pick it up at the store. I could ask you the same thing. What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t supposed to arrive for another week?”
“I changed the flight. I decided I shouldn’t linger up here too long. I have to get ready for college, move in; find a job; all that crap.” She looked up from her lap and caught him staring at her. She couldn’t help but look into his piercing blue eyes. She was hypnotized as ever, but unlike the past, she couldn’t read them, she couldn’t decipher the words in his head. That saddened her more than words could say, no matter what, she couldn’t help getting lost in the warmth of this eyes. She finally felt that she was home.
Spike was having similar feelings. Just having her here with him after her sudden disappearance meant everything to him. Despite the anger and the resentment that still lingered in the back of his mind, he still cared for her. He reached over and gently cupped her check. “God Buffy, where did you go? Why did you go? Why did you come back? I have so many questions. I don’t even know where to start.”
Buffy’s eyes widened with fear. ‘Oh God! He really knows nothing. I was hoping somebody would fill him in so I wouldn’t have to.’ She said out loud, “Nobody filled you in, did they.” At the small shake of his head, she abruptly stood up and broke their tenuous connection and she started pacing up and down the living room.
“I can’t do this, I didn’t think it was going to be THIS hard. I was totally delusional, living in happy Buffy land once again. Of course you don’t know, I knew that, but somehow I was hoping that you really did know. What am I going to do?” Warm arms wrapped around her, stopping her frantic pacing as well as halting her rambling.
“It’s going to be alright Buffy, we’re still friends, despite the time distance, and the bloody silence. Just tell me what the hell happened.”
Just then, the door opened a little burst of energy came flying in. “Momma! Momma! Look what I found!” Dawn tugged on Buffy, one hand holding a small poppy a bright smile lighting her face.
Spike quickly dropped his arms in shock. “You’re a Mom? How did that happen?”
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