Story Notes:
Just a short drabble that I thought of, this song is perfect for Buffy.
"God, that feels so good, don't stop."

Spike grinned. "Admit it, Slayer, you only stop by for my massages."

"Guilty, I guess you've figured me out," Buffy replied.

"I don't care why you come by, just as long as you keep doing it. This is nice, us actually being civil toward one another. It's what I've always wanted, to at least be friends."

Buffy bit her bottom lip. "I'm sorry I've always been such a bitch to you, but things are going to change. They already have."

He reached out to touch her, but pulled away before making contact. "Could I tell you one more time? When I know it wouldn't be thrown back in my face?"

"You can tell me whatever you want, I think you've earned it for saving my life."

Spike took a deep, unneeded breath. "I love you, Buffy. I don't know what I would have done if Glory got to you, if you had to make that jump. The world would have still been lost, at least mine would have been."

She caressed his cheek. "You're always saving me, aren't you?"

Spike shut his eyes at her feather light touch, but when he opened them, she was gone. Just like every other time.

"Hey, are you ready to go? The sun's down now."

He broke out of his reverie at Dawn's voice. "Yeah, I'll be there in a second." Spike grabbed the bouquet of lilies he bought especially for her grave, taking one more look around his empty crypt. "Day 147, every night I save you."

I lay alone awake at night
Sorrow fills my eyes
But I'm not strong enough to cry
Despite of my disguise

I'm left with no shoulder
But everyone wants to lean on me
I guess I'm their soldier
Well, who's gonna be mine?

Who's there to save the hero
When she's left all alone?
And she's crying out for help

Who's there to save the hero?
Who's there to save the girl
After she saves the world?

I bottle all my hurt inside
I guess I'm living a lie
Inside my mind each day I die
What can bring me back to life?

A simple word, a gesture
Someone to say you're beautiful
Come find this buried treasure
With eyes lead to a pot of gold

Who's there to save the hero
When she's left all alone?
And she's crying out for help

Who's there to save the hero?
Who's there to save the girl
After she saves the world?

I've given too much of myself
And now it's driving me crazy
Sometimes I wish someone would just come here
And save me, save me from myself

Who's there to save the hero
When she's left all alone?
And she's crying out for help

Who's there to save the hero?
Who's there to save the girl
After she saves the world?





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