Thanks for the review SBJRJM, I'll continue this fic just for you. Also, I forgot to mention a couple of things on the first chapter but I won't forget this time.

FIRST: BTVS and Angel belong do not belong to me but to Wheadon sorry.

SECOND: the name of the first song is called "Ballad for dead friends by Dashboard Prophets." its in Radio Sunnydale album as well.

Now on with the Chapter Two.

DISCLAIMER:: BTVS does not belong to me only to J.W.

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Today was Spikes worst day in his entire unlife. Earlier his television broke then his car broke down and he had to walk for an eternity back to the pub in the rain. After that the washing cleaners managed to shrink his clothes in the wash so he had to borrow sumthing from James and now here he was picking up broken pieces of glass on the stage. Apperently the crowd didn't like the last moron on stage.

Once done he walked back to the bar and threw away the broken glass. "Fine night right?" James laughed while putting away cash. "humph" was all Spike said.

"hey guys I have a request for a song" Doris said the night shift waitress as she came up to them with another order.

"It's your turn James I went up already." Spike said while making Doris' drinks.

"Actually they requested the 'blonde cutie'" Doris giggled.

"Oh bollocks, why does it always have to be me" he looked up at the ceiling and sighed. He finished and placed the drinks on her serving plate, "Fine but I'm not doing anymore request after this. What's the song?"

Doris handed him the small piece of paper and grabbed her plate and left. She couldn't waite to see this performance.

"Bloody hell! Why would anyone want this song?" Spike wondered as her looked at the piece of paper ignoring James laughing.

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"Ok I gave him the song and I grabbed the microphone for you. So when he gets up on stage you know what to do." Doris said as she handed the blonde girl the microphone and drinks.

"Thanks and are you sure he'll go up there?" asked the nervous petite blonde.

"Trust me, he will" Doris smiled and walked back down stairs. She saw Spike looking around the bar drawer and went up to him. "What are you looking for cutie?"

"Have you seen the bleedin mic? I can't the damn thing" he said frustrated while searching the drawer.

"No but there's one on top of the speaker by the stage so go ahead and use that one and I'll set up the song and microphone" Doris replied as she went to the Dj and began to set up both microphones and the song. She picked up the Dj microphone and announced the next song. "Ladies and gentlemen we have another cover song by yours truly Spike! Give him a round of applause." people began to applause and cheer as Spike got on stage.

Spike sighed and grabbed the microphone on top of the speaker and signaled Doris.

I wanted you to know,

I love the way you laugh.

I wana hold you high,

And steal you pain away.

I keep your photograph,

I know it serves me well.

I wanna hold you high,

And steal your pain.

As he sang the image of Buffy in the abandon house where he'd found her in popped up. Her tears streaming down her beautiful skin, it had pained him to see her cry.

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Buffy saw him up on stage and waited for the song. She needed him to know how she felt, that she meant what she said to him back in Sunnydale. When she had found out that he was alive, well brought back, she had wanted to see him, more like needed to see him. She could no longer wait. Part of the reason she chose this song was so that he could see and understand how much he was a part of her life and that they could be together. When he go to the last few lines she got up and began to sing while she headed for the stairs.

'Cause I'm broken,

When I'm lonesome.

And I don't feel right,

When your gone away.

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Spike was shocked to hear another voice, specially one that sounded very familiar. Imagine his surprise when he saw a blonde slayer, his slayer, the love of his unlife, Buffy.

Your gone away,

You don't feel me anymore.

Buffy didn't like this part of the lyrics but right now it didn't matter. She walked towards the stage all the while keeping her eyes on his ocean blue ones.

The worst is over now,

And we can breath again.

I wanna hold you high,

You steal my pain away

There's so much left to learn,

And no one left to fight.

I wanna hold you high,

And steal your pain.

Spike felt something in his chest and could no longer try to fight it, The glow in Buffy's aura was soothing him and he was gonna let it consume hime. She was showing him her heart and he damn well was not gonna let it go.

'Cause I'm broken,

When I'm open.

And I don't feel like,

I'm strong enough.

'Cuase I'm broken,

When I'm lonesome.

And I don't feel right

When your gone away

'Cause I'm broken,

When I'm open.

And I don't feel like,

I'm strong enough.

'Cuase I'm broken,

When I'm lonesome.

And I don't feel right

When your gone away

She held his hand in hers and looked him in the eyes again.

'Cause I'm broken,

When I'm lonesome.

And I don't feel right,

When your gone away.

He leaned his forehead against hers.

You've gone away,

You don't feel me anymore.

As he sang the last of the song the crowd went wild and both got applaused. Spike lead her down off the stage and into the back room and kissed her deeply. She was quick to respond and wrapped her arms around his neck and both stayed like that, together for ever.

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Ok folks here's chapter two and don't forget to let me know what you think. The song I used for this story is "Broken by Seether feat. Amy Lee Accustic version" I chose this song because for some strange reason I felt like it belonged for them two.