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Buffy had troubles believing just a week had passed since they had
freed Willow and Giles.
So much had happened from the moment they had found Xander and
Anya waiting for them at the exit of the tunnels to that very
moment.
She lazily stirred in Giles’ bed and couldn’t help chuckling
thinking about how much time she had spent in that bed and not
just for the major smoochies Xander had foreseen.
“Luv, is everything all right?” Giles asked pulling her to him.
Buffy happily sighed against his naked chest and whispered,
“Everything is perfect, Rupert…” she tilted her
head up and met his deep green eyes;
she smiled and repeated, “Everything…”
Giles smiled at the young woman, he idly caressed the silky skin
of her naked back. He took her hand in his and kissed it before
saying, “I couldn’t agree more, love…”
Buffy placed a kiss on his chest and whispered, “I love you,
Rupert…”
Giles could read the utter sincerity of those words in her eyes.
Buffy raised her head, as always they met halfway. Their lips
touched and grazed each other, in a sweet kiss.
He circled her shoulders with an arm and said, “I love you too,
Buffy…”
She yawned and when he chuckled said, “I know it’s not very
romantic….but couldn’t we get some sleep?”
“Talking about anticlimax…” Giles mumbled and chuckled when she
playfully poked his ribs, he pulled her tighter to him and while
he closed his eyes he softly laughed.
“What?” Buffy sleepily asked.
“Nothing love…I’m just waiting for a certain someone to tell me ‘I
told you so’”
“Uh?”
“It’s a long story…”
Her warm breath tickled his neck’s skin when she said, “You’ll
tell me about it when we wake up…and we have all the time of the
world...”
Buffy’s soft breath lulled him to sleep, and for the first time
since he had been freed he didn’t fear the nightmares, he
didn’t fear anything, his lips stretched in a smile, while
he softly echoed Buffy’s words, “All the time of the world…I can
live with that”
~~*~~*~~*~~
~ It hadn’t stopped raining for days.
William had almost started to hate those leaden clouds that for
days had covered the sun…the yard of the Compound had almost
seemed grey under all that rain.
William leaned against a pillar when the rain stopped. He waited,
oblivious of the other young watchers’ glares.
He waited for the first rays of sun to gently hit the grass. He
crossed his arms over his chest, marvelling at how the colours of
the yard were slowly returning to life.
He took a step forward, looking around, the clouds had gone away,
and the sun was gloriously shining in the sky…he raised his head
toward it, letting the first lukewarm rays of sun bathing his
face. He closed his eyes, inhaling the wet earth and grass’ odour.
William knew that was a moment he was going to remember forever.
He sighed and opened his eyes, his lips stretched in a smile when
he spotted a rainbow, its colours were mesmerizing, they almost
took his breath away, never had he seen such a beautiful rainbow
and he suddenly knew in his heart that, that was his last rainbow,
so he leaned against a tree and observed it, until it faded.
Only then did he come back to his duty…to his calling
~
Spike stirred and slowly opened his eyes, as always in the last
week he met Willow’s smile, he smiled back to her and said, “I’m
sorry, I must have dozed off…”
They were outside Willow’s room, in her house. They had spent the
night on the swing, in her yard, looking at the stars, enjoying
the quiet and the peace it had given them.
He placed a kiss on her hair and pulled her tighter to him,
draping a blanket around her shoulders. He lowered his head when
the red-head said, “You looked so peaceful…I didn’t want to
wake you”
Spike smiled at her. He didn’t remember ever feeling that happy
and peaceful, he took in all the details of Willow’s face, he
grazed her lips with a finger and whispered, “I like sleeping in
your arms, Red…”
She happily sighed before whispering, “The feeling is mutual,
Spike…” she smiled then said, “Don’t take it the wrong way…but
could I ask you a personal question?”
Spike gently tucked away some locks from her brow and softly said,
“I told you, Red…no more secrets…”
“I know it’s stupid…but it’s something that it’s bugging me since
…well…ever...and…”
He stopped her babbling with a kiss, when he pulled away he said,
“What was the question, Red?”
“Q…question?” she stuttered, a dreamy smile on her face.
Spike cocked an eyebrow at her and Willow raised a hand to touch
his face, she idly traced each line, each curve, with her fingers,
as if to engrave his face in her memory and Spike couldn’t help
the shiver of pleasure that ran through his body, he stifled a
groan when Willow’s finger abruptly stopped after tracing the scar
above his left eyebrow.
He gently took her hand in his saying, “Red?”
“The scar…how did you get it?” she asked, mumbling.
Spike couldn’t help laughing at her words, he shrugged and said,
“The almond-eyed wanker…Eric, he did it to me, while we were
training…it hurt like a mother….”
Willow chuckled at his words, although Spike couldn’t understand
why, her chuckles became a full fledged laughter and she hid her
face in his chest, he caressed her hair asking, “Red?”
She kept laughing for some seconds, but when she raised her head
to look at him, her face was serious and her eyes sparkled with
unshed tears, she swallowed and said in a nasal voice, “I really
love you, Spike…”
Spike tilted her chin up with a finger, and kissed the tip of her
nose before whispering, “I really love you too Willow…”
She smiled at him and placed a soft kiss on the back of his hand
before returning to rest her head on his chest.
They watched the blue of the sky slowly changing for a while, then
Willow said, “You were smiling while you were asleep…were you
dreaming about something nice?”
“I was dreaming about when I was human” he said in a low voice.
Willow raised her head to look at him and asked in a low voice,
“Do you miss it? Being human, I mean…”
Spike lightly shrugged his shoulders and said, “No…not often, at
least…”
She nodded and swallowed before saying, “We’d better going
inside…it’s almost dawn”
Spike nodded at her, and lightly pulled her away from him, she got
up from the swing, draping the blanket around her tiny shoulders
“I'll be right here” he whispered.
She nodded at him and slowly walked toward her room; she turned
and waited for him on the porch, a light smile on her lips.
Spike smiled back at her and slowly got up from the swing. He
looked around, he could smell the dawn. He closed his eyes,
inhaling its rich scent for some seconds and then reopened his
eyes.
He turned toward Willow who was looking at him and approached her,
circling her shoulders with his arm, he weakly smiled at her and
said in a low voice, “But I still miss the sun….”
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