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Chapter 26 - Dating


True to his word, Spike stayed the night and every consecutive night
thereafter for six weeks on the couch. He made sure to wake up as often as
he could with the babies, but Buffy insisted she be the one to wake up the
most since Spike had to go to work every day. The two had a standing
Friday night dinner date, with Giles coming over to watch the babies.

Slowly, Buffy was more willing to leave the house one night a week. The
first night that Giles insisted they get out and go see a movie, Spike was
certain he would have to sit on Buffy in the theater since she kept trying
to jump up and call home to check on the babies.

Spike hadn’t made a move to push the relationship. The most intimacy they
had was a tender good-night kiss on their most recent date. Now, as they
strolled through the park, hand in hand, on their standard date night, both
enjoyed the soothing cool December air. Stopping at a picnic table, Spike
leaned against the flat surface and pulled Buffy into his arms, tenderly
kissing her forehead.

Buffy sighed and rested her face against his strong chest. “This is nice,”
she murmured quietly.

“Yeah,” Spike said softly, resting his chin on top of her head as his arms
tightened around her body.

“I missed you,” she whispered, pulling away slightly to look into his eyes.

Spike smiled down at her. “I’m right here.”

Buffy shook her head. “I mean before. I missed you so much, and it was all
my fault that you weren’t there.”

“Why’d you push me away, Buffy?” he asked softly, his voice full of concern.

Buffy nervously played with the lapels of his jacket before answering. “I
was scared. I thought that…everyone has always left me…in one form or
another. I thought it would be better to push you away than wait for you to
decide to leave me.”

“And now?”

“Now…I’m not grieving anymore. I still miss my mom, but I have Brandon and
Lauren. I have you,” she said quietly, looking into his eyes. “Don’t I?”

“You’ve always had me, Goldilocks,” Spike said with a smile.

Buffy felt tears burn her eyes as she smiled. “I never meant to hurt you.
I should have just told you what I was thinking, but I had so much going on
in my head that I just didn’t. I’m so sorry, Spike,” she said in a choked whisper.

Spike tightened his hold on her. “That ever happens again, I want you to
talk to me. I don’t care if you don’t make any sense- I want you to get it
off your chest. No matter what, I’m here to stay, Buffy.”

Buffy tilted her head to look into his eyes. “I promise.”

Spike breathed a sigh of relief before leaning forward to meet her lips in a
soft, tender kiss. Neither made a move to deepen it, both enjoying the
contented feeling of being together again.

Pulling away after a few moments, Spike smiled as Buffy snuggled closer to
him. “Move in with me.”

Spike felt his smile broaden. “I’ve been there every night for over a
month, luv.”

“You know what I mean,” she said, turning to look at him again. “You should
just move all your stuff in. I know you don’t want to go back to your place
and leave the twins.”

“Or you,” he said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling
when he saw the blush rise to her cheeks.

“What do you think?”

“Are you sure?”

Buffy nodded. “I’m not ready for you to not be here.”

“I’ll be moved in by tomorrow.”

Buffy squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck, giggling as he lifted
her in the air to swing her around in a circle. Coming to a stop, Spike sat
Buffy on the table and stood close to her, never unwrapping his arms from
her body.

“Are you sure about this?” Spike asked softly.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything,” Buffy leaned forward to claim
his lips once again before pulling back to stare into his eyes. “I’m going
back to school,” she said softly.

“That’s great, luv,” Spike said with a smile. “What about the twins?”

Buffy glanced down, biting her lip. “If it’s okay with you, I was going to
put them in daycare. It’s just for three days a week. I’m only taking a
few classes, but I didn’t know how you’d feel about it.”

Spike seemed to consider it for a moment before answering. “What about me?”

“Spike, you work.”

“Depends on the days. I’m also being pushed back onto the nightshift more,
so I could work something out. That is, if you feel okay with it.”

Buffy smiled. “Spike, of course I feel okay. I just didn’t think you’d
have the time.”

“We’ll work something out,” Spike said, kissing her forehead. “I’ll talk to
my boss tomorrow.”

Buffy hopped down from the table, grabbing his hand and began walking out of
the park. “Come on,” she said, pulling his hand like a little girl. “All
this talk about the babies makes me want to get back to them.”

Spike chuckled before dropping her hand and breaking into a run. “Race
you!”

Buffy took off after him. “No fair!” she shouted. “My legs are shorter-
little people should get head starts!”

Spike laughed and turned around, jogging backwards as Buffy tried to catch
up with him. “What’s the matter, Summers? I thought you were faster than
this.”

Putting on a burst of speed, Buffy was able to catch up to Spike, but he
kept a level pace with her. Several minutes later, both stopped on her
street as they took in deep gulps of air. Walking up the porch steps, Spike
took Buffy’s hand before she could open the door. Giving it a little tug,
Buffy smiled when she found herself in his arms. “I had fun tonight,
Goldilocks,” he whispered, nuzzling her neck.

“Me, too,” she said softly, tilting her head to give him better access.

Spike lazily trailed kisses up to her jaw line before meeting her lips in a
tender kiss. Pulling away, he looked into her eyes, brushing the hair away
from her flushed face. “We’re going to make this work this time.”

“I know we will,” Buffy said with a smile.





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