When all the limbs are numb and clean;
And you're in transit dream to dream.
Well, I'll drift there to meet you Lazy Bones.

He looked so beautiful lying there. So peaceful. She traced a finger along his jawbone as he slept, wondering when-or if-he would wake up soon.She got up and went to the first aid kit for more supplies to redress his wound. A wound he got trying to save her. But, she couldn't think about that now. No negative thoughts, not from her. Not now.

When all of the world is lain and sank,
And money sleeps inside the banks.
Well, I'll drift there to meet you Lazy Bones.

She kept thinking of all the times he tried to show her he had
changed, so that she would accept him as someone who cares. And now, as Buffy covered the gaping wound across his stomach, where he was nearly cut in half, she realized how passionate the bleach blonde vampire really was.

Cameraman sways to remember how the eye dances.

She, Xander and Anya had just left Willow, Giles, and Tara at the Magic Box. Xander and Anya went toward Xander's place and she headed home. Before she knew what was happening, a leg came around the corner and kicked her in the face. The Slayer fell backwards and flipped up, preparing for battle. She removed Mr. Pointy and avoided another kick, while staking
the vamp that attacked her. She then back kicked the vamp trying to sneak up on her and elbowed the vampire headed straight for her. Another vampire jumped from the roof and landed directly on top of her. The Slayer's stake flew
from her hands as she tumbled to the ground. Five vamps surrounded her as she tried to stand.

I come stumbling,
Well I hear you had to take a shine.
Firing at random,
I hear the rays fell upon my arm.

Just then, a flash of blonde hair and black leather turned two of
the vampires to dust so quickly, it was almost simultaneously. He then did a spinning side kick and two more flew ten feet. What Buffy's savior didn't notice, was the fifth and final vampire had drawn a sword. When Spike turned to make sure the Slayer was safe, the final vampire swung the sword and it connected with Spike's stomach. Buffy then jumped up and grabbed
the vamp's head while it was still holding the sword in Spike's abdomen, and twisted its head off. Both pieces of the vamp turned to dust as Spike collapsed with the sword stuck in his stomach. Buffy looked down at the blonde vampire and knelt beside him.

"Spike?" she said checking to see if he was conscious. "Spike, I'm going to get help for you."

Spike opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Slayer," he whispered. "Don't leave me." And he fell into unconsciousness.

Cool Miss Mays with her hand full of water.
Trucks encircling, bearing down, coming louder.

Buffy force-fed blood into Spike's mouth. She then finished
dressing the wound once again and looked up to see blue eyes watching her. She smiled and lay down next to the vampire.

If I could stay here, under your idle caress,
And I'd exit to the world and phoniness and people.
Lazy Bones...

Spike woke up to a feeling of helplessness. Then, it started coming back to him. He was walking around town looking for some trouble to getinto. He saw a gang of minions teaming up against someone. He figured he'd play the hero and kick some demon ass in the process. The Slayer would like that. And he'd make sure she found out. That's when he noticed that the
one in trouble WAS the Slayer. Something inside him snapped as he leapt forward to help his unrequited love. He was doing fine dusting the blokes. What he didn't notice, however, was that the last one had drawn a sword. The bloody wanker. That was his last coherent thought. Until the blood was fed to
him.

Now, as he tried to sense his surroundings, he felt a pair of
delicate hands tending to his wound. He slowly opened his eyes. There she was: the Slayer. He watched as she secured the last piece of tape on the bandage, her eyes determined and her mouth in a thin line. Then, she looked up at him. There was genuine concern in her eyes. And then she smiled at him. And lay down next to him. If he were alive, he would've had a
heart attack then and there, when she snuggled into him, careful not to touch his wound.

When all the noise has left your head,
Well someday you'll rise off the bed.
Then, I'll be there to lift you lazy bones.
Lazy Bones.

They lay there for hours.

The End