AN: This story has been floating around my head for ages and I couldn't wait any longer...Some of the season five time line might be a bit muddled, but that's what makes it au. Riley has all ready left... I really hope you like this, I hope you review and let me know! Enjoy! And remember any questions or suggestions, feel free to let me know!
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns it all...
Summary: Spike isn't the only one having dreams about their mortal enemy and there's something new in Sunnydale that takes the slayer and the vampire on a journey they'll never forget...could there be more than hate between the pair? Spuffy!
The Stone of Tempus
By Secret Slayer
Too Much Said Within a Dream
Every inch of her had had enough. He was the thorn in her side. It wouldn't take much to sort her little problem out. A couple of punches a kick or two and a thrust of her trusty stake and he'd be gone for good. Today was the last straw. Spike had to have a dusty ending.
Buffy put her hands to the wooden door and knocked impatiently, though why she bothered knocking in the first place was beyond her. With a mighty and strong push the heavy door flew open and slammed to the stone wall behind it. The loud clatter made the bleach blonde vampire jump from his position on his chair. She held her stern look whilst she stormed further into his excuse of a home.
"Should have known it's you. Been nearly six hours," Spike said with a careless shrug.
"Well, it would've been less if I wasn't busy cleaning up your mess," Buffy spat, the rage boiling inside her.
"My mess?" he asked incredulously, one eyebrow raising, "I just borrowed the doc. The mess is yours, Slayer."
Buffy decided too much had been said already, "I'm done." She announced as she pulled her reliable stake from her red, leather pants. She held it high, ready for a good staking, and walked towards the vampire.
Spike watched her. His head dropped slightly as he studied her. He certainly hadn't expected her to say that.
"Spike, you're a killer. And I shoulda done this years ago," she told Spike, a deadly glint sparkling in her hazel eyes.
Spike looked down at her, something changing in his blue eyes, and for a second she doubted what she had come here to do, but it was only a second. Whatever that look was in his eyes she didn't care. She was still determined.
"You know what? Do it. Bloody just do it," Spike said, his gaze strong as he stared her straight in the eyes.
Buffy's glare softened slightly as his words confused her. She gripped hold of her stake tighter again, making sure the determination wouldn't falter. After all, it had taken her this long to get this close to staking the blood sucking fiend, she wouldn't want something as minor as his odd sounding words to make her turn the other way.
"What?" Buffy asked, her brow slightly furrowed with confusion.
"End ... my ... torment," he bit out, emphasising each word. "Seeing you, every day, everywhere I go, every time I turn around. Take me ... out of a world ... that has you in it!" he snarled, ripping off his loose hanging shirt, exposing the staking target clearly, and tossed it aside, "Just kill me!"
Buffy stared at him, then raised her stake and lunged. Spike winced, but she stopped at the last minute. There was something about this that just wasn't right. Something telling her that she shouldn't kill him, but why?
They stared into each other's eyes.
Suddenly Spike grabbed Buffy by the upper arms and kissed her passionately. She returned the kiss without hesitation. Realising what she had just done, she pulled herself away sharply, making a small noise of protest. Her hand went to the lips that betrayed her as she stared back at the vampire before her. The one she had come to kill. The one she hated and who was supposed to hate her just as much. Yet, he was the one that just grabbed her and turned everything upside down. Now should have been the moment that made her double determined to stake his undead ass, but for some reason, the stake fell from her hand and she found herself walking closer to him.
Slowly Buffy's hand dropped back to her side and she stood close in front of Spike. Putting both her hands to the back of his head and pulling him down toward her, they kissed again, this time with more passion and this time because of her.
"Spike ... I want you," Buffy sighed, forgetting all hopes of staking him.
"Buffy, I love you."
Strangely the words were a welcoming sound. He pulled away from her slightly and looked her straight in the eyes.
"God, I love you so much."
"I love you too Spike," she replied, pulling him back in for more kisses.
Buffy sat bolt upright in bed.
"Oh no," she gasped, "Please no."
To Be Continued...
AN: Hope you liked, I know a lot of it is from the actual episode, but it does have a twist! Hope you like the next chapter and please review if you liked this one!