I shouldn't be here. It's the thought that keeps entering into my mind when I walk through the doors of Wolfram & Hart. I should be in Rome with Dawn, where she's happily going to school and loving the attention the Italian boys are throwing all over her. I should be soaking up the attention of a very handsome very possibly evil guy that goes by
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He shrugged Harmony off and that gave me some sense of satisfaction. I wasn't jealous persay just confused to say the least. In more ways than one. It's not like I couldn't feel Angel somewhere in the this building. I wasn't prepared for this, not Spike. Anything but Spike.
He was a ghost? And then here? And Angel didn't tell me either. God, the men in my life really need a good ass kicking; I'll volunteer for the job, I'm sure Xander would love to sell tickets.
So he got a package and poof, all solid? I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for the rest of this convient explination. I raised my brow and waited.
"I had something from you that I didn't want to be taken back, my final memory of you. I knew if I found you, you would take it back."
I think my heart stopped. He thought I'd take it back? That I'd agree with him, tell him he was right and I didn't love him?
"Spike, I meant it. I wouldn't have taken it back."
His look was disbelieving, shocked and maybe happy? Now wait, don't jump too fast mister.
"I meant it, I do love you, I care, you're deep in here." I pressed my hand over my heart and sighed. "but that's it."
I wasn't going to explain further, I hadn't really meant to say that with Harmony standing right there glaring daggers at me. Buffy's heart to hearts were always pretty screwed up but this wasn't the time or the place. And I still wasn't prepared.
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