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A/N: I promised melindaWRITER a Buffy fic when she finished the show and here it is. It will be six chapters. The song lyrics are from the song "Displaced" by Azure Ray.
It's just a simple line
I can still hear it all o the time
If I can just hold o tonight
I know that nothing
Hands clasp as the flames licked at their skin—the manifestation of their love and passion. Buffy's eyes were clear now; she saw exactly what kind of man Spike is. When Buffy was at a low point after her friends, watcher, and sister kicked her out of her house he comforted her and told her that she was the one. Now Buffy realized that she wasn't the one; he was. He was more amazing than he realized. He fought the demon inside him; went against his nature and got a soul—for her. Every other man in Buffy's life had left her but Spike was always there. Even when she treated him like a convenience, he was still there.
Buffy knew what was happening right now. She knew that the amulet was going to destroy Spike, and by the state of the crumbling school, the hellmouth with him. The slayer knew that they were going to lose some people, possibly even herself, but she never imagined that Spike wasn't going to make it through. She thought they would have so much more time—more time to tell him how she felt. They had been dodging around it lately—waiting until the upcoming apocalypse was over. Buffy now realized this was a mistake; there was always going to be an apocalypse coming. She was the slayer, there was always going to be imminent danger. She couldn't wait any longer to tell Spike how she felt. She should have done it ages ago. There was a few times lately where she almost did: when he came and found her in the abandoned house, when he told her she was the one, when he held her all night and gave her strength, when she confronted him afterwards and called him a dope, when she told him he was her champion and then spent the night, when she spent last night—his last night—with him... So many missed opportunities and now he was going to die without even knowing how she felt about him.
"I love you," she told him softly. His eyes softened and he looked at her with absolute awe. There was no crumbling school around them, the world wasn't falling apart—it was just them and that's all that mattered.
It's strange how fast time can go, or how slowly. That single moment felt like it lasted forever yet it still wasn't long enough. Buffy just wished that he would say something. When he finally did speak it was the last thing she expected him to say. "No you don't but thanks for sayin' it." She shouldn't have been surprised that he didn't believe her. She never really gave him a reason to. She treated him awfully in the past and now it was too late to make things right.
Before she could argue with him and tell him that he was wrong and that she did love him, the ground started shaking and even more of the building crumbled around them. The movement caused Buffy to jerk away, dropping Spike's hand in the process. Spike gave her one last look and shouted, "Now go!"
Buffy turned to run up the stairs and escape but she couldn't do it. She couldn't leave Spike here to die. "No!" she argued.
"Buffy, luv, you have to get out of here," he told her sternly.
"No," she said again. Clearly he had forgotten just how stubborn she could be. He began to argue with her again but she wasn't listening. Reaching out, she pulled the amulet off him, snapping the chain, and threw it to the ground. "Come on!" she snapped, grabbing Spike's hand again and pulling him out of there just as the school collapsed behind them.
They ran. As far and fast as they could. Spike's jacket was draped over himself so he didn't burn to dust from the sun. They were both determined to catch the school bus that was driving away from the now crumbling town of Sunnydale.
They ran and they jumped and finally they reached the bus, landing right on top of it. It slowed gradually and then screeched to a halt. Buffy and Spike jumped off the roof and as Dawn opened the door Spike got in as quickly as possible to get out of the sun.
Dawn smiled at Spike as he passed her and then jumped out of the bus to give her sister a hug. The others were beginning to get out now and a slightly confused Giles commented, "I don't understand. Who did this?"
Buffy smiled warmly and motioned in the direction of the vampire currently hiding in the bus. "Spike."
Joining the group, Faith gave a small pleased smirk and said, "Looks like the hellmouth is officially closed for business."
"There is another one in Cleveland," Giles added, "Not to spoil the moment."
Giles, Dawn, Willow, Xander, and Faith all continued their chatter while Buffy just stared at the crater that was Sunnydale in awe. She couldn't believe that Spike had been the one to do this and on top of it all he was even still alive—well still undead.
"We have a lot of work ahead of us," Giles told them.
Faith looked at Willow and asked, "Can I push him in?"
"You've got my vote," Willow teased back.
"I just want to sleep, yo, for like a week."
Dawn added, "I guess we all could, if we wanted to."
Willow smiled. "Yeah. The First is scrunched, so... what do you think we should do, Buffy?"
"Yeah, you're not the one and only chosen anymore. Just gotta live like a person. How's that feel?" Faith asked.
Dawn looked at her sister ass well and smiled, "Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?"
Buffy just smiled and thought about how her life was going to change. She wasn't the only slayer anymore; some of the weight of the world had been lifted off her shoulders. She could actually make a life with Spike now. "You know," she finally said, "I think I could really use a nap."