A/N: Hey all. This is the last chapter. I know. *weepz* But I'm starting on a new Buffy fic and its gonna be loads better. Here you all go! Thanks so much for a the reviews. *hugs*

Disclaimer: I do not own. Joss and Mutant Enemy owns. *weepz*

Spike felt himself being lifted from the car, he groaned as the pressure caused the pain in his ribs to flare violently. "It's ok Spike. We're home. Just relaxe."

Spike looked for the owner of the voice. Buffy. He felt her small hand slid into his, rubbing his thumb gently.

"Oh my gosh!" Cried Willow, opening the door widely. "What happened?"

"I'll explain later. Could you please get some bandages, achole and stitch kit?"

Willow nodded her eyes wide.

Angel set Spike carefully on the couch.

Spike felt the soft fabric against his bruised and bleeding back and tried to sit up.

"No Spike, lay down."

"I don't wanna get blood on your couch." He said groggily.

Buffy pushed him back down gently.

"Don't worry about that. Just rest."

Spike nodded and winced as she sat down next to him.

Buffy grabbed the achole and rag and said to the others. "I got it guys. Just make the new recuites don't come in ok?"

Willow and Angel nodded and walked out Anya and Xander in tow.

Pouring some achole on the cloth she warned gently. "Don't move Spike ok? I'll get you better."

Spike nodded, then gasped as the stinging liquid hit a large gash in his chest. He bit his lip till he could taste the metilic taste of blood.

Buffy blow gently on the wound taking away some of the sting.

Taping a bandage around the gasp, she began probbing his ribs looking for breaks.

Spike gasped as she hit the last two, and struggled to keep from crying out.

"I think you cracked a few ribs." Sitting him up gently she wrapped the white linens tightly around his abused chest.

Pushing some damp curls from his forhead she gently put a straw to his lips urging him to drink the blood.

When the red substance hit his tongue, he glupped greedily and slightly whined as Buffy drew it away for a few moments.

"I don't need you getting sick. Just take it slow."

Spike nodded and sipped at the blood, resisting the urge to shallow the whole glass.

"Spike." He heard Buffy whisper.

Looking into her shining eyes, he smiled.

"Yeah pet." His voice cracked. He hadn't talked alot for awhile.

"I just wanted to tell you something. I was really close to losing you there. And I realized something."

"Whats that?"

She turned, he felt her warm breath against his cheeks and her soft hands caressing his dirty locks of hair.

"I love you and I always have."

He smiled; this had to be a dream. "Is this a dream?" He asked softly.

Buffy bit her lip and shook her head.

"Does this feel like a dream?"

She leaned her head down and gently kissed his chapped lips.

He smiled then said, "Can you do that again? I'm still not sure."

She chuckled then pressed her lips gently against Spike's, feeling his hand go behind he neck pulling her in gently.

"I love you too." He whispered.

She smiled, and with tears in her eyes, she kissed him again.

No one noticed Angel in the doorway or what he said as he walked away, "Theres more fish in the sea."

THE END! As in no more chapters! I know! I finished my first chaptered fic! The new one will be up post taste. R&R plz! HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!


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