A Promise Kept
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,484
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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82 Days Later
A/N: This chapter’s a bit short...the next one will be a higher rating, with some strong sexual content, but this chapter’s PG.
Buffy sat on her bed and marked off the day on her calendar. 82 days. 82 days since he died. She still waited for him. She’d gone to Europe, just as she said she would. The watchers council, now run by Giles and Willow, funded a large school for potential slayers, which doubled as a residence for the Scoobies and potentials. She and Faith trained the potentials, while Xander, Giles, and Willow took care of the academic classes. Anya, Andrew, and Dawn helped where they were needed, but they basically just kept everyone company.
Sometimes, Buffy could almost feel Spikes presence, which just kept her believing more and more that he would come back to her. She never once doubted it. She fell asleep everynight with tears in her eyes, and a smile on her face, remembering their last night together.
Spike, although, wasn’t quite as optimistic. Because he was an ensouled vampire, who killed, yet saved so many, he was stuck between heaven and hell. The powers gave him a choice--he could go straight to hell, or he could undergo trials to be sent into heaven. Spike, though, chose a different option. he chose to undergo yet another set of trials to regain his earthly presence. There was no way he was breaking his promise to Buffy. But after 10 straight days of physical, emotional, and mental trials, he wasn’t sure he could keep it up.
But, after he was victorious over a demon three times his size and strength, a deep voice spoke up, out of nowhere. “Congratulations William...you’ve passed the tests. Along with being sent back to your dimension, we will fulfill one reques
Spike sighed and said, “I want you to send me straight to Buffy.”
“That’s your one request?” the voice asked in disbelief.
“That’s all I need, mate.”
“Very well. Good luck, William.”
Suddenly he was on the doorstep of a very large, unfamiliar building. He stepped back and read the lettering above the front doors. “Rosenberg School for girls”
“Rosenberg...” Spike mumbled to himself, figuring that this would lead to Willow. he rang the bell and heard an all too familiar voice over the intercom.
“Rosenberg school for girls, how can I help you?” It was the voice of the younger Summers girl, Dawn.
“Hey, bit...how about you let ol’ Spike in to say hello?” Seconds later, the door swung open, and the teenage girl jumped into his arms.
“OH MY GOD! SPIKE!” she exclaimed. “You did come back!” He hugged the girl in his arms.
“Yeah, Niblett. I promised.” She pulled away from him, leading him inside.
“Buffy’s asleep. If you want, you can go wake her up.” she offered.
“How long was I gone?” he asked her, not even hearing what she said. He looked around the empty lobby, guessing everyone was asleep, it being 1:30 AM.
“About 3 months,” she said. “Buffy’s been counting the days...she’s been waiting for you to come back...” A smile crept across his features.
“She has, huh?” Dawn nodded, smiling at him.
“Here...” She reached into a drawer and pulled out a key, handing it to him. “Room 232.” he nodded his thanks and raced up the stairs to find his Buffy. “It’s on the left!” She called up after him, sitting back down at the front desk.
It took him a few minutes to find her room, it being on the third floor. When he finally found it, he hesitated outside for a minute. He could hear her relaxed breathing through the door. He quietly put the key in and turned it. Slowly and carefully, he opened the door, walked inside, shut and locked it back. He stood in silence, watching her sleeping figure, wearing nothing but a T-shirt. He walked over to where she lay on the bed and kneeled down, kissing her lightly. She kissed him back, her eyes never opening.
“I knew you’d come back,” she whispered, pulling him closer. “82 days...” She smiled as a tear fell down her cheek. He bent down and kissed it away, as she scooted over for him to join her. He kicked off his boots and T-shirt, and crawled into the bed next to her warm body. She snuggled against him and kissed him. “I love you...” she whispered. Resting her head on his chest.
“I love you too.” He answered, closing his eyes and falling asleep with his Buffy on top of him.
Buffy sat on her bed and marked off the day on her calendar. 82 days. 82 days since he died. She still waited for him. She’d gone to Europe, just as she said she would. The watchers council, now run by Giles and Willow, funded a large school for potential slayers, which doubled as a residence for the Scoobies and potentials. She and Faith trained the potentials, while Xander, Giles, and Willow took care of the academic classes. Anya, Andrew, and Dawn helped where they were needed, but they basically just kept everyone company.
Sometimes, Buffy could almost feel Spikes presence, which just kept her believing more and more that he would come back to her. She never once doubted it. She fell asleep everynight with tears in her eyes, and a smile on her face, remembering their last night together.
Spike, although, wasn’t quite as optimistic. Because he was an ensouled vampire, who killed, yet saved so many, he was stuck between heaven and hell. The powers gave him a choice--he could go straight to hell, or he could undergo trials to be sent into heaven. Spike, though, chose a different option. he chose to undergo yet another set of trials to regain his earthly presence. There was no way he was breaking his promise to Buffy. But after 10 straight days of physical, emotional, and mental trials, he wasn’t sure he could keep it up.
But, after he was victorious over a demon three times his size and strength, a deep voice spoke up, out of nowhere. “Congratulations William...you’ve passed the tests. Along with being sent back to your dimension, we will fulfill one reques
Spike sighed and said, “I want you to send me straight to Buffy.”
“That’s your one request?” the voice asked in disbelief.
“That’s all I need, mate.”
“Very well. Good luck, William.”
Suddenly he was on the doorstep of a very large, unfamiliar building. He stepped back and read the lettering above the front doors. “Rosenberg School for girls”
“Rosenberg...” Spike mumbled to himself, figuring that this would lead to Willow. he rang the bell and heard an all too familiar voice over the intercom.
“Rosenberg school for girls, how can I help you?” It was the voice of the younger Summers girl, Dawn.
“Hey, bit...how about you let ol’ Spike in to say hello?” Seconds later, the door swung open, and the teenage girl jumped into his arms.
“OH MY GOD! SPIKE!” she exclaimed. “You did come back!” He hugged the girl in his arms.
“Yeah, Niblett. I promised.” She pulled away from him, leading him inside.
“Buffy’s asleep. If you want, you can go wake her up.” she offered.
“How long was I gone?” he asked her, not even hearing what she said. He looked around the empty lobby, guessing everyone was asleep, it being 1:30 AM.
“About 3 months,” she said. “Buffy’s been counting the days...she’s been waiting for you to come back...” A smile crept across his features.
“She has, huh?” Dawn nodded, smiling at him.
“Here...” She reached into a drawer and pulled out a key, handing it to him. “Room 232.” he nodded his thanks and raced up the stairs to find his Buffy. “It’s on the left!” She called up after him, sitting back down at the front desk.
It took him a few minutes to find her room, it being on the third floor. When he finally found it, he hesitated outside for a minute. He could hear her relaxed breathing through the door. He quietly put the key in and turned it. Slowly and carefully, he opened the door, walked inside, shut and locked it back. He stood in silence, watching her sleeping figure, wearing nothing but a T-shirt. He walked over to where she lay on the bed and kneeled down, kissing her lightly. She kissed him back, her eyes never opening.
“I knew you’d come back,” she whispered, pulling him closer. “82 days...” She smiled as a tear fell down her cheek. He bent down and kissed it away, as she scooted over for him to join her. He kicked off his boots and T-shirt, and crawled into the bed next to her warm body. She snuggled against him and kissed him. “I love you...” she whispered. Resting her head on his chest.
“I love you too.” He answered, closing his eyes and falling asleep with his Buffy on top of him.