The Secrecy Series

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~~ Secrets Revealed ~~

When they left the Bronze, Spike and Buffy walked for a couple of blocks before he spoke up. “So what did Peaches want?” he asked.

“He saw us in my room and was worried about me,” she explained. “Riley stopped by LA and told Angel to take care of me. He wanted to make sure I was okay.”

“Or he wanted to spy on you,” Spike said. “Riley knew how I felt about you. He could’ve told him.”

“Maybe he did, but I made it clear to Angel that I was happy with you.” she said.

“You are?” he asked. He’d always known that Buffy liked him and was attracted to him, but part of him had always wondered if she would be happier with someone else.

“Of course I am,” she said. She stopped walking and turned to face him. “Spike, we’ve been hanging out for almost a month now, and we’ve been dating for three weeks. And I know that you love me and that you’ve been really patient with me and I just wanted to thank you for that.”

“You don’t need to thank me for loving you, that part’s easy,” he said. “I don’t need to hear you say that you love me to make me happy. But I hope that you’ll tell me when you feel it.”

“I will,” she replied. They continued walking for a few seconds until Buffy stopped and looked at Spike again. “And I do.”

“What are you saying?” he asked. He knew what she was saying, but he wanted to hear it from her.

“I’m saying that I love you,” she said smiling. “When I think of all that’s happened in the past month I realize that you’ve been there for me every day, bad or good, beginning with the night that Riley left. And I love you for it. You’re funny, and sweet, and strong, and smart...and you’re really cute which is a major bonus.”

Spike grinned. “I don’t remember what I look like, Buffy,” he chuckled. “I haven’t seen myself in over a century, but thank-you.”

“So when should we try and tell them again?” she asked.

“It doesn’t matter to me,” he replied. “I feel like a huge cloud has been lifted from over my head. For the past couple weeks, I’ve felt that you might be happier with someone--”

Buffy pulled him close and kissed him, which shut him up immediately. She broke away from him. “You sounded like Angel when you said that.” she said.

“So that’s why you kissed me?” Spike asked out of hurt. “Because Angel breezes into town and pulls his soulful tortured act?”

“No, I kissed you because when Angel said it to me, he left me,” she said. “And I don’t want you to leave me too.”

“Buffy, I’d never leave you,” he said. “I’m too selfish.”

Buffy giggled. “You always know the right thing to say.”

Spike and Buffy snapped out of their moment when they heard someone clear their throat not too far away. They turned to look at who it was and were shocked to see that is was Xander, Anya, Willow, and Tara.

Spike expected Buffy to step away from him as if she were ashamed of him but she didn’t, she turned to face them with a smile and grabbed Spike’s hand. Her friends looked at the odd pair with confused and worried looks, except for Willow. She had a grin that matched Buffy’s.

“So I guess the secret’s out, huh?” Buffy asked Spike. “Why don’t you guys come over to my place, I have a lot of explaining to do.” They all nodded and walked with Spike and Buffy to her house.

When they arrived, they all sat in the living room while Dawn and Buffy’s mom were upstairs, trying to stay out of their business. Buffy told them what she had told Willow when she found Spike in Buffy’s closet and Xander was the first to object.

“Buffy how do you know that the whole evil-vampire-boyfriend thing won’t happen again?” Xander asked.

“Because I don’t have a soul to lose and face it, this is about as evil as I’ll get thanks to the chip.” Spike said.

“And what happens if you get the chip out?” Xander asked. “You’ll come after us with a napkin tied around your neck.”

“Xander, he’s not going to do that,” Buffy said. “We’ve talked about it a billion times.”

“And the word of a vampire is something you can trust right?” Xander scoffed.

“I can trust Spike’s,” she replied. “He’s helped us out so many times in the past. Xander, can’t you just trust me?”

“Anya, Tara, and I are all fine with it. Sure it may seem a little different, but if Buffy’s happy then I think she should be.” Willow defended her friend.

“Yeah, Xander,” Anya agreed. “Just let her be happy and then you and I can go home and be happy...very happy.”

After more talking, explaining and arguing with Xander, Buffy finally managed to convince him not to worry about her.

~~ One month later ~~

As Buffy and Spike finished their second walk through the cemetery and watched for any vampires they might have missed, Spike clutched the velvet box in his coat pocket. “Can we sit down for a minute, Buffy?” he asked. She nodded and they walked to a nearby bench and sat down.

“What is it Spike?” she asked cautiously. Sit down talks usually meant something big.

“Well I know tomorrow’s your birthday and I don’t know how you’re planning to spend it, but I want you to have this early,” he said, bringing out the box and handing it to Buffy. “Happy birthday, pet.”

“Spike, you don’t have to get me a present,” she said.

“Why not? You give me presents everyday. Hugs, kisses, smiles, and laughs; they’re all gifts to me.” he explained. “Everyday when I wake up beside you to hear your heartbeat, knowing you’ve survived another night of being the Slayer is a gift. I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you.”

Buffy opened the rectangular case to reveal a silver ID bracelet. On it, her full name was inscribed beside a small cross. She turned the bracelet over and read the words on the back. “I need not the sun’s light, for you are it. Love William.”

Tears formed in her eyes as she smiled and looked at Spike. “Thank you so much,” she said, kissing him. “I love it...and I love you.”

“I love you too, pet.” he replied.

He clasped the silver bracelet around her wrist and they stood up, continuing their patrol through the cemetery.