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This is from Rapunzel it’s a modern take and Buffy and Spike. Spike has to go rescue Buffy who has been locked in a tower by her father.

This scene is between Spike and his sister Darla.

Darla turns towards her brother. “We are takers, criminals we don’t rescue the damsel from the tower.”

The beautiful banner made by my friend Harlow Turner. I had told @austennerdita2533 about this fic and gave her a snippet it. This is my first song fic and the song is Pink Champagne by Carrie Underwood.

Buffy comes into her bedroom after a Scooby meeting, mentally and physically exhausted. She wants to go to sleep. She lifted the comforter, saw a piece of parchment with beautiful scripture, and picked it up. Turning on the light on her nightstand, she noticed yellow roses in a gorgeous crystal vase that twinkled in the moonlight.

“Love Buffy, I know how stressful these last few weeks have been for you; the only time you felt content was when you were Joan. I want to show you, sweetheart, that it will not always be this way. Tomorrow I’ll pick you up at 8 p.m. and wear a gorgeous frock and show you how life should be, we’ll even be Joan and Randy if you want. Just give me a chance.

Yours eternally, Spike.”

A small part of her is saying throw the letter away but everything else is saying she can’t every word has made her heart race. She looks at the letter again with a huge smile from ear to ear. Spike understood exactly what she needed: a night of freedom—no pretending and no judgment—just Buffy.

Xxx

The next night, Dawn pokes her head into Buffy’s room, but when she sees her sister looking at herself in the mirror, she stops and comes in.

“Whatcha doing.”

Buffy jumped and nearly jabbed her mascara brush into her eye. “Dawnie, knock next time you scared me.”

Dawn walks behind Buffy and looks in the mirror at Buffy’s dress and curled hair. “You’re all dressy; what's the occasion?”

Buffy looks at herself for another moment, then looks at Dawn through the mirror. “I’m going out with Spike.” She murmured.

Dawn has a massive smile as she looks at Buffy, fiddling with the bottom of her dress. “Come again; I didn’t quite hear what you said.”

Buffy turned around and looked Dawn in the eyes. “I’m going out with Spike.”

Dawn squeals with excitement and jumps up and down. This is finally happening. The doorbell rings, and Buffy nervously smooths down her dress. “Oh my gosh! I’ll go answer the door. You're going to blow him away. I love you guys!”

Dawn opened the door, and she was stunned. Spike changed his regular clothing for a black dress shirt with a paisley design, black dress trousers, and a leather jacket. Dawn then noticed what was in his hand, and her smile grew. “Buffy will be...“ She stops when she sees Spike's eyes move past her and looks towards the stairs in awe. The room suddenly becomes thick with anticipation.

Buffy comes down the stairs like an angel. She has on a black spaghetti strap cut-out cocktail bandage dress. It’s cut into a v in the front; not only can you see the side of her breasts, but you can see just below her breasts. The sides are cut out so you can see her sun-kissed Californian skin. She also has black heels and a black clutch.

Dawn looks at Buffy and then at Spike. "Spike, are you okay?”

He blinks a couple of times to make sure he’s not dreaming; she looks like a sexy goddess. “You look gorgeous.” He hands her a bouquet of yellow and black roses.

She smiles at the roses, she didn’t expect him to bring her flowers let alone colored roses. “Thank you. You look handsome too.”

She hands them to Dawn as Spike asks if she’s ready to go. She nods.

Xxx

Buffy stops halfway down the sidewalk when she sees the black Porsche in the driveway. “Spike, where did you get a Porsche?”

“Borrowed it from a friend. I wanted everything to be perfect for our date tonight.” Spike has dreamed of taking Buffy on a real date since he realized he loved her. A date where he asks her out and she accepts, they get dressed up and go to a fancy dinner.

He opens the passenger's side door for her and waits for her to get in. Once they are both in, she looks over at him, her big green eyes full of wonder. “Where are we going on our first date?”

“Third date.” He’s not expecting anything from this date. He just wants her to have fun, smile, and maybe even laugh.

She raises an eyebrow, confused about where she was during their first two dates. “This is the first time we’ve been on a date.”

Spike starts the car and pulls out of the driveway. He places his hand on her bare leg as he drives. “Our first date was when I told you about the past slayers I killed. Our second date was when you got drunk and I took you to kitten poker.”

“That first night ended up with me throwing money at you, saying you're beneath me, resulting in you wanting to kill me but instead comforting me when you saw I was crying. And kitten poker was fun. I still can’t believe you play for kittens, which is still stupid currency.”

His thumb brushes over her thigh, he is smiling and relaxed. This is one of the happiest moments in his life. “Not every love story is smooth sailing, pet.”

“So where are we going for our first or third date?”

“I was thinking about dinner, dancing, and then seeing where the night takes us.”

Buffy looks at him, really looks at him; he has a hand on the wheel, and his other hand is still on her thigh. She can’t help it but when he put his hand on her thigh it calmed any doubt she had about tonight.

Anyone can see that Spike is beyond ecstatic that he is officially going on a date with Buffy, the woman he loves. She actually accepted his offer.

She crooks her head while studying him. He’s told her and shown it in different ways, but it's as if she's looking at him in a new light tonight. Tonight he’s not annoying, always popping up Spike. Tonight he is her date, William.

She is still struggling a bit with coming back from the dead. It’s been better since Giles gave them what the council owed her for all the times she saved the world and for dying twice.

They pass the leaving Sunnydale sign. “Are we not having dinner in town?"

“There are no good restaurants; the only good ones are in LA.”

"Spike, please tell me we are not going to LA.”

He side-eyes her. “What’s the worry, love? Captain forehead is probably off brooding somewhere; he won't even know we are in town.”

Buffy takes a breath, looking down at her hands and his on her thigh, and tells him. “The last time I was in LA was that whole sitch with Faith. I went to save Angel from Faith, but I found out he was protecting her. I was mad. I hit Angel, and he punched me in the face. After Faith turned herself in, Angel told me to get out of his town. He followed me back to Sunnydale to apologize, but still, that’s something you don’t forget. I loved Angel, and he protected the woman who took my body and did things, and he hit me.”

Spike's hand on her thigh tightens; Buffy puts a hand over his instinctively; her touch relaxes him, and his hand loosens up his thumb brushes over hers. He is so mad at Angel for treating Buffy that way. He has only punched Buffy when they were fighting, and that was before he realized he was in love with her. Angel never deserved someone as beautiful and kind hearted as Buffy. “I thought the last time was when he found out you were alive.”

She shakes her head, he adds. “I knew you weren’t you that night. I didn’t know who was driving your body, but I knew it wasn’t you.”

Buffy smiles a little at him; aside from Tara, only Spike knew it wasn’t her. He asks her, “If you want, we can find somewhere else to eat.”

She takes a breath and looks down at their hands. She still has a hand on his, and his thumb is caressing her thumb. “No, you worked so hard to set up this date, I don't want to ruin it.”

Spike brings her hand up to his lips and gently kisses them. “You could never, I promise you good memories of LA tonight.”

Buffy turns the radio on, and they hear.

“I can get intoxicated on you, baby, anytime.

Cause you’re mine.”

Xxx

They pull up to a fancy LA restaurant. Spike opens her door and holds his hand out for her. She smiles as she places her hand in his. Amazed at this restaurant and how it fuses both indoors and outdoors perfectly. The doors are open to the outdoor dining area, and there are plants inside.

The host asks them if they have a reservation. Buffy looks up at Spike, and he cheekily says, "Yes, under Randy Giles.”

Buffy tries to hide her smile when she hears that. The host looks at his list and tells them to follow him.

They are seated at a private table for two outside. The entire outdoor seating was reserved for them. Instead of chairs, there is a little loveseat for two with pillows overlooking the patio seating.

“How did you find this place?”

Spike has his arm across the back of the loveseat. “I know the guy who owns the restaurant, he's a friend. His daughter wanted to meet a vampire like the ones from her books. He called me up and I met her, but when she tried to touch me, I told her I was a one-woman kind of man; I’m already taken.”

Buffy raises her eyebrows not expecting that explanation and says, “That was nice of you, but does your girlfriend know you’re on a date with me?”

He chuckles. “The owner told me the next time I’m in town, the meal is on him. The daughter was disappointed I was taken, so I sent her to a broody vampire who is lonely.”

Buffy can’t help but let out a little laugh. “You sent her to Angel?”

“Give the old granddad some fun in his life.” Spike smiles it’s been so long since he’s heard her laugh it’s an angelic melody to his ears.

He had ordered whiskey, and she got a cucumber martini. “So you’re taken?” She takes a sip and scrunches up her face. Buffy and alcohol, no mixy. Spike softly smiles at her, his eyes twinkling.

He nods as he takes a drink. "By a gorgeous woman, she glows; her heart is so big, but it’s taken some beatings in the past, and she has put up some walls because of that. Everyone is always asking her for things and expecting things from her. I don’t want anything from her. I love her; I don't know if she feels something for me. I'm not going to pressure her. She knows she can be alone with me, and I’m there to listen to her or just sit in silence with her.”

Buffy smiles at him and places her hand on his arm. “Who is this woman that has captured your heart?”

He smiles at her tenderly and says, “Buffy.”

She closes her eyes and wills back the tears. She knows Spike loves her but hearing him say this and everything she is going through is a lot for her. She has never had anyone like Spike in her life, he gets her in a way nobody has ever got her. She can never fool him and she doesn’t have to pretend around him or hold back with him. They are always upfront with each other. Her voice is so small, as she says. “Spike, you're going to make me cry here in this beautiful restaurant.”

“I’m sorry, love; I didn’t mean to.” She can hear his worry and regret about saying anything in his voice.

She cups his cheek and looks into his piercing blue eyes. “No, happy tears; that was beautiful; nobody has ever said anything like that to me before.”

He wraps his arms around her, and she snuggles into his embrace as a tear falls down her face.

Xxx

Angel is hunting a demon when he cuts through a parking lot. He is running past cars. When he stops for a second, looking around, he knows that scent;That’s Buffy. But that can’t be; she would tell him if she were in his town. Before he can go look for her, Wesley and Gunn come running up to him. "Angel, the demon, he’s getting away.”

Xxx

Buffy had ordered a molten chocolate cake for dessert. The first bite is an explosion of chocolatey oozy goodness and oh it’s melted chocolate in the middle. “Oh my god! This is the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth.”

She picks up another piece with her fork and offers it to him. He’s not going to deny her. He opens his mouth, and she places the fork in his mouth. She's so adorable and he’s so happy she is enjoying herself. "Mmm, you’re right, that is good.”

He glides his finger through the melted chocolate and holds up his finger. Buffy licks her lips slowly. Glancing between his eyes watching her and his delicious chocolate covered finger. Buffy can not believe that Spike set all of this up just for her. He just wanted to do something nice for her. She has been so lost and everyone has been trying so desperately expecting her to just bounce back from being ripped out of heaven. Except Spike she knows he’s happy she’s back she can see it in his face, but he doesn’t hover over her or want anything from her. Instead he listens to her if she needs someone to lean on. He has become her person, she goes to him when she’s sad he makes life worth living. Buffy is happy right now; this is exactly what she needed.

A low growl emerges from Spike as he watches Buffy lick his chocolate covered finger up and down. Close her lips around his finger and suck. It's one of the most erotic things he’s ever seen. God this woman, he could dust right now a happy man.

They finish the chocolate dessert, and the plate is taken away. Buffy hears the open doors separating the inside from the outside shutting, and soft music can be heard from a speaker.

When she looks over at Spike he is standing next to her with his hand outstretched. “Want to dance, love?”

A small smile spreads across her face as she places her hand in his. Buffy didn’t know what to expect from this date but was blown away by the thoughtfulness.

“Adrenaline rising

Ain’t feeling no pain

I’m floating and flying

The room is spinning, making me sway

And I ain’t even had to go

And I open a bottle of wine tonight.”

As they sway, Buffy tells him. “Much better than the last time I was in LA.”

Spike smiles to himself. He is on cloud nine right now. He wants to give Buffy everything; she deserves everything. He wants to be the one she loves, the one she comes home to and snuggles up with. He will be there side by side fighting demons with her.

Xxx

After killing the demon, Angel went back to that parking lot. Where he smelled Buffy, but her scent was gone. Angel shakes his head. He is losing it.

Xxx

Spike glances over at Buffy; his hand is on Buffy’s thigh again. they share a smile and he almost hits a tall green demon with red horns in a red suit running out into the street.

“I did not want to kill anything tonight. Demons don’t go poof like vampires.”

Spike glances over at Buffy to see if she’s ok, she nods. The demon knocks on the driver's window. Demons don’t normally knock or wear suits. He rolls down his window, and the demon tells them. “Hi, I’m the host; you can call me Lorne. I can read people's auras, and as you were driving by, I got overwhelmed by you, diamond, and slim. If you may follow me into my club, I can give you a better reading. Help you on your path.”

Spike looks at Buffy; they both know that since she has come back, she has kind of been pathless, just going through the motions. She is trying to be okay so the others don’t worry. The only time she is happy is when she is with Spike. She nods at him.

The blonde couple follows the demon into his club. “How does this work?”

"I can read you the best if you sing.”

“Do you have any relation to a demon named Sweet?” Buffy’s body shakes memories of being in a musical coming back to her.

Lorne shakes his head, and Spike chuckles at the question.

Buffy takes a breath as she begins to sing the song that she heard in the car.

“One more round of you won’t hurt me.

I need you right now in a hurry.

Cause your love (baby) gets me more buzzed than pink champagne.”

Spike smiles at her and sings the last line with her. “Got me addicted, don’t want to fix it.”

Buffy wraps her arms around his waist and he wraps his arms around her. Buffy lets out a breath. She does not want to be hurt anymore and she knows that Spike would never hurt her. It’s the people she calls her friends who hurt her and would never accept her dating Spike. It feels like her friends do not want her to be happy. They pulled her out of heaven, told her she is broke and is expecting her to fix all their problems, but nobody is seeing that she has problems too. Except for Spike all he has done is try to help her with her problems and help take some of the burden off her.

Lorne settles down at the bar and wipes his tears, emotions, feelings and thoughts flood through him. He Abruptly stands up and hurries over to the entrance when he sees who just entered his club.“Not a good time, Angel Cakes.”

"Lorne, you don’t understand...Buffy?”

Lorne puts a hand on his chest to stop him from charging at the couple, “Angel food.”

Lorne turns his attention back to Buffy and Spike.“That was Cher-rific. Your auras are so strong. My Diamond, you are not empty inside; you are filled with love. You closed yourself off after Mr. Tall Dark and Rockin left you, but from what I’ve seen, Spike is not going to leave you. Every moment spent with Spike breaks through the walls of depression. Slim, you love with your whole heart. You are one of a kind; you’re a vampire, but you love so strongly and feel things so deeply. You do have a soul, the demon could never take that away from you. You always knew what you wanted to be and what you didn’t want to be. Stay on this path together; your future is bright for both of you. There will be hardships, but if you’re together, you can overcome anything.”

Buffy and Spike are still holding each other. He has his arms around her, and her hands are on his chest. They are gazing into each other’s eyes and smiling at each other.

Lorne smiles at the happy couple as he claps his hands. “Pink Champagne for Slim and Diamond.”

“Mate, Buffy doesn’t like the taste of alcohol.”

He lowers his voice and leans down to her ear. “You do make the most adorable face when you drink it, though.”

She shyly smiles up at him as she tells Lorne. “Spike isn’t a champagne person; he's more bourbon or whiskey.”

“Everyone loves Pink Champagne.”

As Lorne has his back to everyone, Angel sees his opportunity and huffs over to the couple. “How do you know each other’s drink orders?”

“Angel?” Buffy doesn't leave Spike's embrace, she likes the feeling of Spike's strong arms holding her, she feels safe in his embrace. She didn’t even notice Angel was here; when did he arrive? How long has he been here?

“What are you doing here, you Magnificent Poof?

Angel touches Spike's arm around Buffy’s waist to free Buffy; she clearly needs his help. “Sod off wanker!"

“Stop touching my date!” Buffy pushes Angel’s hand away from Spike. She is the only one who gets to touch Spike.

Angel looks between them and takes in their date night attire. “You’re on a date? Buffy, are you under a spell? This is Spike here.”

Buffy scoffs; of course, she couldn’t go on a date or hang out with Spike unless she was under a spell. It’s not like she could like him on her own. She gets Spike, and he gets her; he doesn’t demand things from her. He’s happy to just sit in silence with her, listen to her, and be there for her when she needs someone. Buffy really likes that she can depend on Spike; he is there for her through thick and thin.

“No, I'm not under a spell. For the first time in a while, I’m having fun. I’ve been so lost and lonely lately, and Spike is the only one who noticed. He’s the only one who has been there for me.”

Spike’s fingers grazed her cheek. “Till the end of the world.” His voice is so soft, and it makes her insides explode with happiness knowing that someone will never leave her.

“Buffy, it’s Spike. Can you trust him? He’s a monster.”

Spike scoffs offended. Not only is Angel interrupting his date with Buffy, but that's rich of Angel to call him a monster. “Listen, you miserable bastard. You tried to make me a monster you failed; you don’t like me because I’m everything you’re not and never can be. I’m not like you, my soul never left when I turned into a vampire. With one without one I’m a good person. Take yours away, and you’re an animal. I was a gentleman when I was human, and I’m still a gentleman. I've just upgraded; you were a ponce, and now you're a gormless tit. I asked Buffy out tonight because I knew she needed to have some fun. She has been through a traumatic event, and nobody is seeing what they’ve done to her. I’ve seen the glimpses she’s let me in. I’m trying to help her. Where were you when the woman you claim you love died? You didn’t check on her family once; I took care of her little sister, made sure she went to school, helped her with her homework, made sure she was eating and not killed by demons. Do you even know how hard it has been for Buffy?”

Buffy looks up at Spike again, like it’s the first time she has seen him. He took care of Dawn when she was dead; he did not have to; she knew he promised, but a lot happened that night. She would not hold it against him if he did not keep his promise. “You looked after Dawn?”

“I made a promise to a lady, a lady that I love. I almost couldn’t. I was so heartbroken and sobbing at seeing you like that. I didn’t realize the sun was coming up so soon. Luckily, Clem was walking home. He got me back to my crypt.”

Buffy cups his cheek wiping a tear sliding down Spike's face, he leans into her soft touch. He cries everytime he thinks of seeing Buffy’s lifeless body laying in front of him. “I’ll have to thank him. Next time you take me to kitten poker.”

Spike raises his eyebrows and smirks down at her, tightening his arms around her. “Next time, pet?”

“I still think it’s stupid currency, but there can be a next time.”

Spike leans his forehead against hers. Their eyes closed. Savoring this moment between them. She has tried on his world, and he’s right, it did feel good. She wants to make a world with him.

Angel begins again. “I didn’t know she didn’t tell me, Buffy. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Buffy glances over at Angel; she just wants to continue her date with Spike. They should have never come into this club; Buffy and LA are not mixy anymore. “You didn’t want to hear it; like everyone else, you just wanted the confirmation that I was alive and that I could continue my fight. Getting ripped out of heaven is not something a person bounces back from easily; it takes time. Spike was the only one who cared to ask what it was like for me. He saw me coming down that staircase. He gently guided me to the living room. I did not want to be touched. Everything was hard, bright, and scary. Nothing felt right, but when Spike held my hands to clean them, it didn’t feel scary anymore. He didn’t attack me with questions like the others. He softly answered my questions, counted the days I was gone, and asked where I was. I told him later, I was in heaven, and now I’m not. It’s hard, but I know Spike is there for me.”

Spike cups Buffy’s cheek, and she softly smiles up at him. She tenderly leans into his touch, and his thumb stops a tear from running down her face. Buffy glances at Angel. “We know each other’s drink orders from a couple of weeks ago.” She looks back at Spike.” We went on a date; I had a hard day. I went to him, we drank whiskey, and we went on his motorcycle, he took me to kitten poker. I drank while he played. He was trying to cheer me up and he did.”

Before, Angel could be even more angry that Buffy was getting drunk in a demon bar. Lorne cuts in. “She is not on your path, my Little Crumb Cake. She never was. Slim and Diamond are on the same path.”

“But-“

“Angel, I'm going to tell you the same thing I told you about Darla. Let Buffy go; she is happy with Spike. Look at them; have you seen her be that happy with you?”

Angel looks at Buffy; her hands are around Spike's neck; her head is on his chest; he is hugging her tightly; leaving soft kisses in her hair; and he is whispering sweet nothings in her ear to relax her. Spike knows Buffy doesn’t like talking about heaven. It upsets her to think about what she lost.

Angel shakes his head. “She’s happy, my Little Milk Dud.”

“Milk Dud?”

“Said with affection, Angel Wings.”

Angel looks at the green demon with three glasses of Pink Champagne. “Lorne, stop calling me pastries.”

Lorne chuckles. As he watches Angel head for the door.

“To the happy couple.” Lorne gives Buffy and Spike a champagne glass, and the three of them cheer. Buffy looks down at the champagne glass of pink bubbly liquid. Spike drinks his and Lorne drinks his. Buffy takes a sip. It’s really good, she can taste the strawberries and the cream. They have found her drink. She is a Pink Champagne girl.

“One last dance for the road.” Lorne announces.

Buffy puts her hand out to Spike. “Want to dance?”

Spike places his hand in hers and smiles, remembering when he asked her earlier.

Angel stops at the door, turns around, and sees them begin to sway to Lorne singing.

“There ain’t no last call, counting down on the clock. (Counting down)

(On the clock) I can have all I want; don’t be cutting me off.

Cause too much of your good love ain’t a bad thing. (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

And your kiss got me wishing, I could bottle it up. (Oh I could)

(Bottle it up) Every sip to my lips is a sweet sugar rush.

Cause your love gets me more buzzed than pink champagne.”

Buffy looks up at Spike. This has been a wonderful and memorable date. Sure, there are things she would rather not happen—the Angel of it all—but she is happy with Spike; just feeling him around her and swaying to the music is all she needs. “I’m sorry.”

“What for love?”

“For not seeing sooner that you do love me. I might be falling in love with you too.”

Spike's smile is huge when he looks down at her. This is the best sentence he has ever heard. This has been the best date he has ever had, apart from the Angel of it all. He did appreciate telling Angel off. His fingers slide under her chin, and he kisses her tenderly on the lips.

“I still like my rosé

Boy, don’t get me wrong.

But you’re what I reach for when I want something stronger.

Never hungover, but I can’t stay sober with you.

And I don’t want to.”

Xxx

Spike pulls into the driveway at 1630 Revello Drive. He opens the door for Buffy and puts his hand out for her to take. When they get to the door, Spike leans in and leaves a soft kiss on her lips. “Goodnight Buffy.”

As he turns to leave Buffy grabs his hand. She doesn’t want the night to end. This night was perfect. She couldn’t have asked for a better date night. Spike is her man and she wants to be with him. She leans in and leaves a small kiss on his lips. She leans her forehead against his.“You can come in if you want. It’s just me; Dawn is at Janice’s, and Willow is out.”

He nods as they get to the threshold. He scoops her up, bridal style, and she squeals. “Spike!”

Spike opens the door of his DeSoto and he puts his hand out for Drusilla to take. Once she is out of the car, she looks around and in her quiet voice says, “Angel.”

He looks over at her. He didn't feel Angel around but maybe her sense is stronger because he turned her. “He’s here too? I’m getting us something to eat.”

She leans into him and says dreamily,“I’m a princess.”

“That you are.”

Before he can say anything else,Drusilla leaves And he knows exactly where she is going. She thought she smelt her precious Angel. He just worries about her. She hasn’t been the same since Prague. Spike smells blood and fear and it’s Intoxicating. He follows the smell to Hemery High School. As he is walking up to the school he looks back and swears he faintly smells Angel. But the blood is more potent in the gym where Lothos is feeding from a blonde teenage girl in a white dress.

When Lothos sees Spike he drops the girl and she hits the gym floor with a thud, “Spike! It’s been awhile.How are you?”

Spike shrugs his shoulders as he looks around and notices that everyone here is already dead. It's disappointing. “Good, kinda hungry.”

“Welcome to my buffet. You’re welcome to have anyone.”

As Spike looks around his eyes come across the blonde in the white dress she is still alive and looking up at him with pleading eyes. Her beauty is astonishing. He’s never seen someone so beautiful. She’s glowing so much that the poet in him wants to use the word effulgent. He feels horrible for this thought but she might be more beautiful than his dark princess. The way her green eyes have locked on to his and there’s so much emotion there but there’s also a will to live. He can’t let a beauty like this die and rot.

He bends down to the young woman and puts his arm under her neck to bring her to a sitting position. He asks her the same thing Drusilla asked him over a hundred years ago. “Do you want to walk worlds the others can’t begin to imagine?”

She can’t speak, blood has begun to pool in her throat, so she nods her head. And Spike's demon comes out and he licks the holes left by Lothos, healing them up. He sinks his fangs into the other side of her neck, drawing the little bit of blood she has left. It tastes different but familiar. He hears her heart slowing down even more and on the last beat he pulls his fangs out.

He takes one of his fingernails and makes a slice at his neck then brings the limp girl to his neck. He softly says. “Drink luv and come join the world.”

Barely alive she musters all the strength she has and sinks her human teeth into his neck and drinks his blood. She can’t believe it, it's so gross but she can’t stop.

After a couple mouthfuls she dies in his arms.

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“It’s going to be a while, maybe years.”

Angel turns around as he’s leaving the cemetery. “I’m not getting any younger.”

As he is leaving the conversation is running through his head. Savoring it, it could be the last time he sees Buffy. The only thing that sticks out is that Spike’s scent was all over her. She said he’s not her boyfriend but in her heart. What does that mean. Last time he saw Spike he was torturing Angel for the location of the ring of Amara and now finds out he’s been here this entire time and he and Buffy have got close. So close that his scent is on her and that he got a soul.

He goes to open the car door but he needs to know to stop the images of Spike and Buffy living together scenarios in his head. He knows the way to her house; he's taken that route many times. He hears talking and can see that Giles and some others are in the dining room. He slips around to the back door as his hand is on the doorknob he takes a second. Is this really the best way to squish his thoughts? He could just take her word that there’s nothing going on between her and Spike but why did she smell like him. If she smelled like him then he’s guessing he smells like her.

It wasn’t a sex smell it was just Spike. Angel knows Spike as well as anyone. He turns the knob and all he hears is sleeping heart rates and whispered Giles and co playing a game. It’s way more than just Buffy’s scent or Spike’.

He follows her scent to the basement and there in the darkness on the cot against the wall is Buffy asleep next to Spike who has his arm draped over her and her fingers are holding his arm to her. His head is nestled in her neck. Spike is just in black jeans and black tee shirt with no jacket and no shoes, while Buffy is just in black pants and a black camisole. Usually she wears something over the camisole. They look comfy and relaxed, like they do this every night. It hurt when Buffy said Spike is in her heart but hearing that and seeing how comfortable they are around each other is different.

Angel didn’t know they were this close. A part of him wishes that it was him she was cuddled up to on that cot. While looking at everything it clicks, Spike getting a soul, why they have their scents on each other, why they look so relaxed sleeping together. The realization makes his insides flip; they are in love.

As he is turning to leave the basement the moonlight reflects off something hanging out of Spike’s jacket. It’s the amulet that Angel gave Buffy earlier that night. She gave it to Spike. To her he’s a champion and worthy to wear it. If seeing them cuddling in bed feels like a gut punch then seeing that Spike is a champion is a punch in the face.

Buffy moves in her sleep and snuggles more into Spike’s body. Angel takes a breath pushing this image and the other imagines from his mind he has to get back to LA he has work to do.

The sound of the basement door closing wakes Buffy up, her fingers run along Spike’s arm over her. She knows this shouldn’t feel right, believe me she knows, she is sick of people telling her Spike is still bad. She saw the good and change in him. A couple years ago she wouldn’t be cuddled up next to Spike, even last year after they would have sex she would run out, there were only a couple occasions where she fell asleep after or stalled her exit. She would not be cuddled up with evil Spike, it’s different he’s different he has a soul and he loves her and she believes him.

A little while later Spike wakes up from a weird dream and sees Buffy on the other side of the basement; he didn't even feel her get up. As he is sitting up he smells a familiar scent. It’s not just his, Buffy’s or the girls. It's Angel.

Angel, Spike and Illyria drag their weak bodies into the Hyperion hotel. They just fought countless demons plus a dragon. They are exhausted. They lost two friends in the battle. These three are all that is left of angel investigations and Lorne but he left before the big fight he’s not a fighter. It’s Illyria that speaks first “It’s the one that lusts after me.”

Angel ignores her and looks up. In the lobby of the abandoned hotel is Connor. “What are you doing here? I told you to go home.”

Connor is leaning against the check in desk. His leg is twisted from the fight with Hamilton when he was thrown into a closed elevator. “I knew you would come here. I wanted to see who would make it.”

Angel looks at him as he crosses the lobby to stand in front of him. “Are you saying you were worried about your old dad?”

Connor shrugs. He is glad Angel is not dead.

Xxx

The doors of the Hyperion open and in the doorway is Buffy and Dawn. Spike gulps he doesn’t know how she is going to react to him not being dead. Their last conversation was him on fire and she said I love you and he said no you don’t but thanks for saying it.

Buffy goes over to the two vampires both have blood on them, she doesn’t even notice Connor or Illyria. Before anyone can say anything she punches Spike in the nose.

“Ouch! Watch the nose luv.” Spike puts his hand up to his throbbing nose.

She pulls him by the coat, lapels into her and kisses him. Angel rolls his eyes. As Spike pulls her closer. All his worry is gone he has imagined this a hundred times what their reunion would be and this is even better.

Angel clears his throat and that does nothing. If anything that just makes them kiss harder. Spike’s hand is in her hair, she is holding onto his arms making sure it is real that he is alive.

Angel sighs and Illyria comes up to him. In her blunt way says. “She lusts after my pet.”

He closes his eyes and side eyes the demon. “Once again Spike is not your pet, and you’re not helping Illyria.”

“Buffy!”

That pulls the two apart but when Buffy goes to leave Spikes embrace he won’t let her and she smiles up at him. She mourned him and every night dreamed of what would happen if he was alive so to speak. She knows he would be there with her. They would try being a couple. She knows Giles or Wood would never accept it but they are busy so they wouldn’t have to worry. When she found out it was as if time stood still and the words Spike is alive were in slow motion. She had overheard Andrew talking to someone and he let it slip and when she came into the room he looked like he wished he could take it back. Apparently he had promised Giles he wouldn’t say anything to Buffy about it. He was talking about the situation in LA and let it slip.

1. Battle for Royalty:

Caroline and Harlan come out of the tattoo place and are headed to his jeep when Caroline says. “I’m going actually shopping with isadora so you can just drop me back off at the villa.”

“Your never going to let me forget that are you?”

“No never. Although if you lived at the Villa we could go ‘shopping’ anytime of the day.”

He side eyes her, he has no clue what she talking about. “What?”

Caroline looks down at the new bandage on her wrist. He has the same bandage on his wrist too. She is now nervous about this. “Your only going to be here for a couple more weeks and it’s probably been expensive living at the hotel. Plus it’s kinda lonely living in that mega mansion villa all by myself after uncle Sawyer went to the Brazil.“

“I’ll think about it.”

Caroline smiles and teases. “It is a big home maybe we could invite Cyrus to live with us too.”

Harlan with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand he playfully shoves her shoulder. The blonde laughs.

As he pulls into the driveway of the villa and she gets out he calls after her. “I’ll be back tonight to pick you up with my stuff.”

She gasp and gets a huge smile on her face. “Really?”

“Like you said it’s been expensive living in the hotel. And you have this mega mansion villa.”

“Fuck you.” She laughs as he pulls back down the driveway.

2.Coming home

Caroline takes a breath and prepares herself it’s been a long time since she’s been to this home and even longer since she has seen the woman who lives here. She takes another breath and goes to get out of the car. There are a sworn of reporters outside this home. As she is making her way through the crowd the front door opens and two guys leave one in his eighties and one in his early thirties.

As they pass each other in the crowd Caroline and the younger man stare at each other neither can believe they are seeing each other again.

“Come on John Ross.”

“I’m going to stay back.”

John Ross makes his way through the crowd again and slips into his moms home. He waits for what seems like forever for his mom and Caroline to stop talking. When he sees Caroline get up and leave the room he cuts her off and drags her into another room.

He pins her up to wall his hand on her hip the sharp intake of breath when his hand touched her. He leans in and his hot breath tickles her ear as he says. “What are you doing back in Dallas?”

Caroline’s hands run down the lapels of his suit jacket his eyes watch her hands move down his lapels and pull him even closer to her. “Your not happy to see me.”

They are inches apart and his hand moves up her thigh, he smirks when he hears her sharp Intake of breath. “Why did you leave?”

She leans in like she is going to kiss him gets inches from his lips before moving to his ear to whisper. “Come to the Omni tonight and I’ll tell you.”

Her lips brush his and she can feel how hard he is through his dress pants, their bodies are so close. Even after ten years their bodies crave each other.

He watches her leave and tries to pull himself together when he hears. “John Ross I thought you left with your father?”

3. Forbes

Peter Forbes walks into his office at his estate and sitting on the desk is todays mail. As he is going threw it there’s one envelope that catches his eye. It’s addressed to his daughter Lexi. He cuts it open and inside is a letter. “Your daughter is so beautiful I could watch her all day.”

A photo of Lexi leaving the estate in her blue convertible with Ethan and Aiden in the back falls out and on to his desk. There is no return address either. He checks his phone and it says 7:30pm. Lexi didn’t have any night classes and he’s worried about her.

The front door opens and he hears laughing. “Where were you?”

Lexi looks over at her dad coming into the foyer. Behind her is her two best friends Ethan and Aiden. “I told you we were going to the Montecito house and then on our way home we went to In n Out. Why is something wrong?”

Peter shakes his head. He doesn’t want to worry her. As he returns to his office he makes a call. “I need the best security team.”

I also have a list of wips I want to get back I’m just busy with other things.

Fast life: picks up a couple weeks after the last chapter. You meet Klaus sister Rebekah and she didn’t follow in the footsteps of her brother. Rebekah‘s boyfriend Vaughn is a criminal, and is forcing Lexi to drive for him holding her boyfriend Diego’s life over her head.

Magneto family: Wanda is looking for Billy and Tommy and instead finds Magneto and Peter and together they find Lorna and when the family is reunited they find Billy and Tommy.

My immortal love: Caroline and her sons Sebastian and Enzo work to solve Sebastian’s curse.

The new mikaelson family: it’s been a month since liz has died, Caroline doesn’t want to leave her and Klaus’ room, Katherine decides to help her and get her busy with planning her wedding to Elijah but they also find out the mikaelson home might be double booked since Hayley has claimed the home for her wedding to a werewolf.

Secret sister: there is a time jump and Caroline is the only one who notices that Stefan is not Stefan.

Rumbelle’s daughter: Davina brings her grandfather back and there is a town meeting about rumbelle’s children causing chaos in storybrooke.

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Caroline throws her arms up in the air and is just letting the music from the dj booth wash over her. Being in this graffiti building that the rave is in, is freeing for her. She is not freaking out over how her life is in shambles, every night either at a rave or a nightclub she is just a blonde American enjoying the Spanish nightlife.

Harlan notices Cyrus looking at him and they hold each other's gaze. Cyrus is shirtless showing off his 6 pack abs and fit physique. He is only in a pair of jeans with a white tank top sticking out of the back pocket. Harlan takes his black razor back tank top off revealing his six pack abs and fit physique. Both guys look like they were cut out of marble. They are both so stunningly beautiful. They both look each other up and down.

Caroline notices them looking at each other and rolls her eyes and continues dancing. It’s been about a week since they all met each other and Harlan and Cyrus still haven’t talked they just look at each other from across the bar or dance floor.

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“Any last words Caroline?”

She is quiet for a moment then glares at her father right in the eye never breaking eye content she tells him. “Yes I hope you and your fake bastard die a very painful death.”

Sybil goes to touch her. “That’s enough!”

Caroline turns her fiery glare on Sybil while the bodyguard's step forward to stop Sybil. “Do not touch me bitch! These are my last words if you're not brave enough to hear them then leave.”

She looks back to her father and regains eye contact with him. Both of them glaring at each other hatred in her eyes while his eyes gleam with victory. “You claim you’re a family man but you’re doing this to your family! Do you think Damon and Stefan are going to talk to you after this? You will never be one of those people who dies with people who love you at their bedside. When you die people will throw parties and celebrate your demise. I hope your death is slow and painful and with every jolt of pain you think of all the people you have betrayed.”

Giuseppe glares at his daughter the veins in his neck are bulging he is so angry. He grunts out. “Get out of my business, get out of my city! You have one hour.”

Xxx

“Dorota! You are so lucky your parents refuse to visit you in this country!” The front door slams closed and Caroline in a fit of emotion is yelling. Emotions are raging through her sadness, anger, tiny bit of relief, hurt, shock.

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