Been Here Too Few Years | By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 18659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This time when Spike went on tour, Buffy
went with him. She was signed up for graduate classes in the fall, giving
herself plenty of time to enjoy this with him. Private practice hadn't been her
first choice; however, she was now looking forward to getting through the rest
of her schooling and starting one up.
Even if it was in a different capacity than
she'd originally planned, she could still make a difference in the lives of
children, and she was happy with her decision.
Eventually, the tabloids had let up on them,
finding much more things of interest in the recent Eve Hart-related scandals
popping up. Apparently, the things she had been up to were a lot more
interesting than a rock star dating someone who just happened to be the daughter of his father's second wife. As a
matter of fact, some magazines had deemed it downright romantic, painting it as
a father and son who just couldn't help but be drawn to a beautiful
mother-daughter pair.
Buffy had to give Lorne credit, the man was
damn good at turning spin right around.
She watched Spike from the side of the
stage, her heart warming as she did. He turned and winked at her as he finished
his song, and she smiled in return.
Spike turned back to the mic. "This is
a new song we haven't done before." He stopped, cleared his throat, and
then began again. "Well, actually, that's only partly true. It's an old
song that I never finished, but I have now, and we'd like to perform it for the
first time here for you all tonight."
The crowd began to cheer as the lights
dimmed, a soft light illuminating Spike as slow music started. When the crowd
quieted, he sang.
"In, I'm falling in.
I didn't want to,
Not so fast, boy.
Slow,
Don't wanna hurt the girl.
Give her a pretty box,
You'd better fill it
"And I get blinded when she opens the door.
It's like looking in to the sun, you know,
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes.
And she just looks at me
And smiles.
Smiles, smiles."
It took Buffy a moment, but she recognized
the song, but then she remembered the day he'd sung part of it to her years
before, when he'd first started writing it. She'd almost forgotten it until
now, and it surprised her that he'd gone back and filled in the parts he hadn't
been able to write originally.
"Oh, there we go again,
And it feels so good.
We're fallin' up and down.
Damn, it's two am again,
And she kisses me goodbye
For the sixteenth time.
"And I'm drivin' home, it's five a.m.
And I'm look at the sun come up over the hills.
Clouds are turnin' pink and green,
And all I can see is her eyes.
Eyes, eyes."
It never failed to touch her when she heard
him singing to her, about her. Even
his songs that hadn't been about the happier points in their relationship had
held strong emotion, speaking of the depth of his feelings for her.
Love, hate, and everything in between, they
had something strong, something passionate.
Something
unbreakable.
"And I get blinded when she opens the
door.
It's like looking in to the sun, you know,
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes,
And she just looks at me
And smiles.
Smiles…"
When the song came to an end, the crowd
cheered, and Spike turned around, his eyes locking with Buffy's. "There's
a bit more to this one tonight. Buffy, sweetheart, come out here with me, would
you?"
Buffy's gaze went wide, and she shook her
head no, the idea of standing in front of all those people sending her into a
panic. Then, Mona slid up behind her. "Go, Buffy. Just trust me on this
one. You want to be out there right now." She gave the blonde a push,
sending her right onto the stage.
Spike put his hand over the microphone.
"It's all right, luv. Come on."
She didn't look at the crowd, but at Spike
instead, walking towards his outstretched hand. She took it, and the audience
screamed.
Then, he dropped down to one knee, and they
went positively wild.
Buffy stared down at him, the entire moment
seeming surreal. He couldn't actually be about to…
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a
black velvet box, then flipped open the top to reveal a glittering diamond.
He was… Unbidden, her eyes filled with tears.
"Buffy Anne Summers, will you marry
me?"
She froze, her heart flipping. The world
around her seemed to blur, her focus on the shimmer of the ring until she heard
someone in the distance call out, "Come on, say yes already!"
A smile broke across her face and she nodded
emphatically. "Yes. Oh, Spike, of course it's yes!"
Spike jumped up, slipping the ring on her
left hand as he let the box fall to the ground. Their eyes met and he pulled
her to him, kissing her as the crowd roared.
***
*** ***
"Smile" is, of course, by James
Marsters.
After a little over two years of writing,
this fic has reached its end. When I set out to tell this story, I knew it was
going to be a long one, though I didn't quite realize just how long. However, I knew from the beginning exactly the story I
wanted to tell, and I persevered until I said all I wanted to say. So now, I've
finally accomplished that goal. *wipes sweat from brow*
I appreciate everyone who stuck by me and
read this fic through to the end, be you one of the readers who started out two
years ago and put up with all my blocks and hiatuses or one of the readers who
picked it up along the way. I know things got dark there for a while, and it
really means a lot to me that you were willing to see this through to the end
and let me share my story. Even with the angst, I never intended to give our
couple—or you readers—anything but happiness in the end.
So here it is—that happy ending. For anyone
hoping for a sequel, I'm sorry, there won't be one. It took me two years to get
this one out, and I've felt like I've said all I wanted to say with this
particular incarnation of Spike and Buffy. I will, of course, continue to write
other stories, and already have a new AU set up to start next Monday. (It's
entitled Oedipus Calling, for anyone who wants to look for it.)
Again, I just want to say thank you to
everyone who stuck with me to the end, through all of this story's many ups and
downs. It was, at times, as difficult for me to write as it was for you to read,
and there were points when I wanted to just give up, but the encouragement I
got from my readers really helped to keep me going. So thank you, to each and
every one of you.
Even though this is the end, I'd appreciate
it very much if you left one last review for it now to let me know what you
thought of the end.
Thank you.
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