A/N: It's been so crazy with finals and everything lately, so I'm sorry for the slow update, but I hope you enjoy! Only a few more chapters until the end!

Just a few questions before you start reading though: Should I make an epilogue? Like to show what happens a few years after the story?

Also, should I write another Spuffy story after this one is finished? If you think so, tell me what you would want to see in that new story.

Ok, enjoy the chapter and please don't forget to review!


Last time on Buffy the Vampire Slayer:

"Save Buffy?" I asked.

"From who. The Initiative?" Anne asked, seeming extra tiny standing next to the Angel guy.

"No. Spike,"


Buffy skidded to a halt as Riley and Forest held guns to her head.

"Spike," she whispered, tears coming to her eyes.

"I love you," I called to her as Walsh brought the stake down.

That was when the ceiling came in.


I looked up just in time to see the ceiling tiles crash down to the floor, bits of concrete flying everywhere. The Professor halted, as did all her troops. And then there was a ladder down from the hole and I gave small smile up at Riley.

"You're going to be really sorry you did that," I warned them, nodding at the gun, then turning my attention back to the hole as a large figure appeared through the white remains of ceiling.

"Sorry Walsh, but if anyone's going to kill my childe, it's going to be me,"


Earlier


"Save Buffy?" Layla asked.

"From who. The Initiative?" Anne asked, seeming extra tiny standing next to the Angel guy.

"No. Spike,"

"Why does Buffy need saving from Spike?" she asked, looking up at him in confusion.

"No, no, you don't understand. They both need saving. And yes, from the initiative," Angel replied, picking up the pace towards the college campus.

"How are we going to do that?" Layla questioned, running to keep up with him

"I have some explosives, you know, for a rainy day,"


Now


Everyone seemed to be frozen, staring at the large brunette vampire that had just blown up the ceiling. The Professor's hand was inches from my chest, the stake way too close for my liking, so before the surprise had wore off, I kicked her in legs out from under her and stood, facing my grandsire.

Someone was screaming to get Xander up the ladder, Buffy was fighting Finn and Forest, the witches were helping her, the watcher and friends were climbing down the ladder and for the first time I thought that maybe, just maybe, we might get the fuck out of here.

I turned to Peaches, expecting teasing or hell, maybe he was going to kill me himself, but all he did was nod at me, then Buffy.

"Keep her safe,"

I searched his face, slowly giving him a respectful nod of my own when I realized he was serious.

"Always. Thanks, Liam,"

"Your welcome, William,"

Neither of them mentioned that little exchange ever again, but both thought it was…nice. Because for the first time since they had known each other, they weren't fighting, killing, or competing. It was just them, and deep down they both realized the kind of close friends they could be if they just got out of their own way and swallowed their pride. Easier said then done, but it would happen eventually.

"Spike!"

I was pulled from my thoughts and looked at my slayer, who was now struggling to fight with five soldier boys. Angel and I dove into the fight with help from everyone climbing down from the hole.

It could've been a minute or an hour later, it was hard to tell when you were fighting for your life, but awhile after the others arrived there was an uneasy rumbling coming from the hallways leading off from the main room. Angel had snapped Walsh's neck awhile ago, so I couldn't understand how they were calling in more troops, besides, there were already like a million here, these guys were like fucking ants.

"I think they just released the demons," Buffy whispered.

That can't be good. I looked at her, tucking her hair behind her ear and making sure she was all in one piece. Except for a few cuts, she just looked tired.

"Yup. We should go now," I replied.

The soldier were backing off, realizing their leader was dead, they started running around trying to shut the cells back and get out of there themselves. They looked like chickens with their heads cut off.

"The doors are sealed shut. The powers been cut off, and the ladder was smashed," Giles got up from where he had been knocked on the floor, rubbing his forehead where a bruise was beginning to form.

"Where's Willow?" Captain Forehead asked.

"She used her magic to take Xander up the stairs and get him to the hospital. But this is Grace, she's a witch too," Buffy pointed to the little tan girl who smiled shyly.

"I can get the door open,"

I looked at the door leading off to the cells of demons. I doubted it would be soon enough to get us to ground level even if we left ten minutes ago, but I didn't say anything. Buffy took my hand, squeezing it so hard it would have broken had I been human.

"I love you too," she whispered.

Heart beating wildly in my chest, all I could do was stare into her eyes for a minute. She…really felt the same way? No, it wasn't possible. But why was she looking at me like that…?

"Guys, come on! Run!" Giles was calling as the doors burst open and out came the demons and we all ran screaming bloody murder up the stairs and out into the sunshine.


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