Chapter 23 Capturing Her Heart

William had been awake for minutes, hours he really wasn’t paying attention. His whole mind was focused on the petite blonde nestled in his arms, he had been staring at her, listening to her every breath. She looked so peaceful and angelic when she sleeps.

Buffy began to flutter her eyes open, the rays of the sun have been shinning upon her for god only knows how long, as she tried to snuggle closer into bed she felt a warm hard body beneath her. “Hmm…” she moaned.

“Morning, luv” he whispered into her ear as he began to nuzzle one side of her neck.

Buffy yawned ‘morning’. She looked at the bedside table; the clock read a quarter past eight. “Hmm… we need… to go. I’m… gonna be late” she stuttered as he continued to nuzzle her neck then moving on to her earlobe.

“Nonsense. I’ll drive you. And I’m sure Red will be there,” he stated, continuing his earlier ministrations.

She turned to her side and much to their dismay pushed William’s shoulder slightly, “Have to go. I’m just gonna take a quick shower,” she gave him a light peck on the lips.

“But…” was all he was able to say as Buffy raised to her feet dragging the sheets with her as she slipped into the bathroom. Soon he heard the water running and decided to get up himself and maybe prepare a little breakfast.

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Buffy got out of the bathroom clad in one of William’s robe that she found behind the door. She was expecting to see him laying in bed and snoring the day away. Instead she was greeted with a sweet aroma. Slowly she peek her head outside the bedroom, seeing no one she decided to walk down the hall as she tightened the hold on her robe.

As she approached the kitchen, she heard humming only to see William facing the counter half-naked stirring something. Careful not to be spotted, she slowly wormed her arms around his waist, “Hey, what you cooking?” she asked as she kissed the tip of his shoulder.

He looked back slightly to meet her gaze, “Didn’t notice you come in, pet. Just some pancakes. You want some?” he asked as he returned to his beating and pouring.

She pulled a stool from the island in the middle of the kitchen and slouched down on the seat. “Yeah, I guess,” she stated with a pout. “Hope you don’t mind me borrowing you’re robe.”

“Nah… Do you want anything with it?”

“Huh?”

“The pancakes, do you want anything in it?” he clarified, “I’m sure there’s some blueberries or strawberries in the fridge.”

“Oh…” she nodded in understanding as she began to approach the two-door fridge and dug inside for the said fruit. “Can I put anything else in it? Cause my mom used to put chocolate chips in mine, can I have that in my pancakes?” she asked with a childish glimmer in her eyes.

“Sure.” he gave her a warm smile, “Anything you want, sweetheart. But first I gotta say… gross,” he told her ‘hell I’m beginning to talk like her’ as he turned and began working on some orange juice. “Look in the cupboard, there’s bound to be some chocolate chips there.”

“You know,” she said as she searched through the cabinets, “You’re probably the only single guy in this whole city who actually has something in his kitchen, not to consider almost everything is here.” She stated as she saw the various groceries the cabinets held.

“Well I guess that’s good for you then 'cause I haven’t met anyone who conveniently placed chocolate chips in their pancakes,” he said as he chopped some strawberries.

“Humph!” she grumbled, “I like chocolate chips.” She found the bag of chocolates with a ‘ah ha!’ sound. “There’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Yeah, maybe but I think it’ll give you one heck of a stomach ache.” he replied as he stifled a laugh, “Not to mention it’s one hell of a work to try and do a chocolate chip pancake on the count ‘f the chip might burn.”

“Oh! Don’t forget to not make the chip melt, kay?” she reminded. “Cause I want it to have texture when I eat it.”

“Texture huh? You sure are one hell of a woman to please.” She jutted her lower lip out in a pout. “But… I’ll try my best”, he said with a smile.

At that she perked up, “I know there’s a reason why I love you!”

“Uhuh… and what is that?” he inquired as he turned and started on the task of fixing her highness’ breakfast.

“You can make chocolate chip pancakes!” she gave him a quick kiss as William placed a light brown fluffy pancake with chocolate bits in the middle on the nearby plate.

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“Apparently she’s back,” William spoke to the phone as he sat in his office going through some of the many papers spread out in front of him.

“Oh… when?” Xander asked from the other line. “Gotta tell you, man that chick’s psycho.”

“Yeah. Well, she came in yesterday and guess whose idea was it?” he paused for dramatic effect, “Good ol’e Uncle Rups!” he said with forced excitement.

“Ouch. What did he want?”

“Don’t bloody well know,” he leaned back on his chair. “Probably setting me up again,” he said with a sigh.

“Well, yeah… he did seem to like her a lot back then,” Xander concluded.

“And guess what! Apparently the little chit’s worth millions.”

“Oh…?” he said in confusion, “Well that certainly doesn’t piece together.”

“You’re telling me…”

“Maybe we just heard wrong before or they could be up to something,” Xander thought carefully for any ideas that may match his notions. “Well, Giles could be…”

He wasn’t able to hear what the brunette on the other line was about to say when the doors of his office swung open. “Speaking of the devil. Call you back Xand,” he placed down the receiver and sat up in his chair. “Ever heard of knocking?”

“Hello to you too, William.” Giles said with a smile. “So nice to see you here so early, I need to tell you something.”

‘Oh this can’t be good’ William sighed inwardly.

“Giles! Giles!” a muffled sound can be heard calling from the back of the door. “Oh, there you are I’ve been looking all over for you.” Drusilla said as she entered the office, “Oh, hi Spike!”

He just smiled at her, “What the hell is she doing here, Giles… again.”

“Well…” he stuttered as he cleaned his glasses, “Well I’ve been meaning to tell you, they need you back in Chicago.”

“What for now!” he half screamed rising from his chair, “I just went there like a month ago.”

“Actually, three but whose counting. They have problems there that I think you should take a look at.” William was about to protest yet again but he stopped him with a hand, “And I can’t go because I’m going to be in England visiting. I suggest you take Drusilla with you.”

“What?! You got to be kidding me right. I’m not only going to Chicago for probably a whole bloody week but I have to take her with me! I don’t think so.”

“Why not?” Giles argued, “It will facilitate her training that I think you already agreed to be helping out with.”

William didn’t have an answer he just held his face in his hands and ran a hand through his hair.

“I know why he doesn’t want me to go with him” Drusilla piped in for the first time as she sat him William’s chair spinning it around. Seeing both men looking at her anxious to know what she might say, “It’s that little witch he’s been dating. Isn’t that right William?”

“Oh, sod off!” he really didn’t felt like arguing with her right now.

“You’re dating?” Giles asked, “…again? I mean I thought after that Harmony chit you’d be over it already and realize that Drusilla here is really the one for you.”

William just scoffed at him, “Yeah right… Dru?”

“You grieved over her long enough…”

Drusilla who was watching the exchange brighten at that, “You cried for me?” she asked in a childish tone.

“You wish!” William retorted back.

“Oh but you did, maybe you didn’t cry but he did mope around you long enough” Giles explained, “I think it was at least a month.”

Drusilla yet again brightened at that, ‘Oh Bloody Hell!’ William thought as he clenched and unclenched his jaw fighting the urge to hit his uncle into bloody pulp. He was just cursed he knew today was too good to be true, happiness has its price.

“And if you are dating anybody, I wish to meet her, William.” Giles continued, “Maybe dinner tomorrow?”

“No way!” William raised from his seat and threw his hands in the air, “Look at what happened the last time I brought a girl home,” he pertained to Drusilla, “Everybody knows that didn’t go very well.”

“Nonsense. If you’re serious with this girl I’d really like to meet her.”

“God!” William clenched his fist till his knuckles were white, “I never said I was serious with her…” he reasoned.

“So, you’re not serious with her then?” Giles asked.

“Does it matter?!” he yelled.

“Don’t yell at me.” Giles threatened, “And yes it matters. Now dinner tomorrow is alright?” William didn’t answer just sat and gripped his hair in frustration. “I’ll take that as a yes. Now me and Drusilla will be off. We’ll talk more about Chicago tomorrow night, don’t be late.” was his final word as he disappeared through the doors with the brunette in tow not before she threw him a rather enticing look.

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“Hey, Red.” William greeted as he entered the agency. Willow seemed to be busy with a client as he tried to pin point the actual location of a certain blonde.

“She’s out back, feel free to go in.” Willow answered his unspoken question as she returned her attention to their potential client.

William mouthed a ‘thank you’ in her direction as he went through the curtain to the back. “Buffy? Luv? Where are you?” he asked the empty hallway.

“I’m here!” she called from one of the rooms by the back. “Hey.” she greeted him as he poked his head inside the stockroom, she finished up stacking the tapes and turned to face him, “What are you doing here?” she asked as she gave him a quick kiss.

“Why do you always ask that? Can’t I just be here? It seems like you don’t like me being here.” he playfully accused her.

“Of course I want you here.” she told him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “But why are you here?”

William just sighed, “Are you doing anything tonight?”

“Answer a question with a question why don’t you.” she told him, “I don’t think so… why?”

“Again with the whys.” he said as he shook his head. “Just thought maybe I’d take you out.” William offered.

“That’s nice,” she said as she rested her forehead against his, eyes locked. “But why? Any special occasion I should remember?”

“Do I need a reason to ask my girl out?” he asked, Buffy just shook her head and shrugged. “Great, I’ll pick you up at around seven, that okay?” she nodded her head eagerly smile in place. He said goodbye giving her a kiss that left her breathless, “I’ll go then,” he breathed. “See you later, Goldilocks.”

She replied with a small wave, she loved it whenever he called her Goldilocks. “Wait!” she suddenly called to the retreating from of William, he turned her head back to her, “What will I wear?” she asked.

“It wouldn’t matter what you wear.” he said innuendo dripping from his voice, “You’ll look great in anything.”

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William arrived at Buffy’s door around ten past seven he gave the wood barrier a good three taps. Hearing a ‘just a minute’ from the other side he waited bouquet held tightly behind him.

The door opened reveling Buffy struggling with one of her silver loop earrings, “You’re late” she told him as she held the door open as she placed the other earring successfully, “What do you think?” she asked him spinning around showing him her outfit.

William admired the petite blonde in front of him, she was wearing a red stripe off-shoulder blouse paired off with leather pants and high-heeled boots Her hair was draped loosely to frame her face with light curls at the bottom. Finally to complete the outfit she had loop earrings and a very familiar locket around her neck. “You look beautiful.” he complimented. “I thought you lost this already?” he spoke pertaining to the locket, “Haven’t seen you wear it in a long time.”

“Nah, I’m just reserving it for a special occasion.” she answered him with smile. She noticed that he seemed to have one of his arm purposely hidden behind him, “What you hiding behind your back?” she asked trying to peek but William moved with her blocking her view, “Is it something for me?” she asked, hopeful.

“Have I ever given you flowers, pet?” he answered her question with a question, it’s starting to be a habit.

She shook her head, “Oh…” she remembered, “There was this one time you slipped a daisy in my ear.” she told him.

“What’s you’re favorite kind? Flower, that is…” he clarified.

“Lilies.” was her simple reply.

William broaden his smile, “I guessed right then.” he said as he pulled his arm from behind holding a bouquet of white lilies. “For you, luv,”

Buffy accepted the flowers inhaling the sweet smell, “Thank you. That’s so sweet of you.” she said gratefully. “I better put them in some water. I’ll be right back.”

After a minute, Buffy was back purse in hand, “I’m ready to go, so where you taking me?”

“I’m taking you on an ‘official’,” he stressed, “traditional all American date” he told her. “I thought it was about time we go on a date where there’s no Xander or his little miss prom queen or Red or your mum or the bit. Just the two of us, you game for that, luv?” she nodded her head in answer, “You’re not gonna get bored with just me?” she shook her head. “Okay, let’s go then.”

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As promised it was a traditional all American date. They went to the local burger joint, ordered some burgers and fries constantly using a lot of ketchup and throwing their fries at each other. After which they went to see a movie. Buffy didn’t really understand the film since they didn’t watch much there was more of action in their part. Buffy felt like she was back in high school going out with her all time crush, only this time she wasn’t only imagining it in her mind, she’s actually here. There’s just something in William that whenever she’s around him she still feels nervous like it’s her first time but then he’ll do something sweet and spine tingling then she’ll realize why she fell in love with him in the first place.

William looked down at the sleeping form on top of him. She could make him feel all sorts of feelings by just being there, letting him hold her, love her. He never felt this kind if intensity in a relationship before sometimes it even scares him that he’s falling way to deep for this woman. It just proved more that she was indeed one in a million. He’d never let her go, not without a fight anyway.

He looked back at Buffy sleeping peacefully. He placed a kiss on top of her head and decided to get to sleep himself, reaching over his side to turn off the lamp his arm pushed Buffy’s locket to the floor opening up the hatch. He remembered what he told her when she gave it to him ‘Because I don’t really know who has captured your heart, but maybe someday…’ he picked up the locket almost afraid to see what it held inside.

What he saw even surprised him more than he expected, one side held the picture of Joyce and Dawn in the back porch of their house in Sunnydale. The other side held a picture that he had no idea was even taken. It was the night in the ballroom of the Oasis where they decided to have dinner together instead of letting all the preparations go to waste when Harmony left him. In the photo you can see the two of them sitting across each other having a light conversation, smiles evident of their face but what you wouldn’t have expected was their hand lightly brushing against each other on top of the table. He tried to recall how this certain photo was taken then he remembered the many photographers roaming the ballroom taking pictures of couples. They have declined to have their picture taken. He guessed they never did give up and was he glad they didn’t. How could he have been so blind to wait this long to be with her when here’s a proof that the way he felt about her before was obviously more than what he tried to make himself believe.

Finally letting sleep taking over him, William fell into a deep slumber, locket clutched between the palms of his hands. The last thought that surfaced his mind, ‘I’d captured her heart’.

to be continued...

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