Finally, a finale.
Since I kicked us off with a double drabble, I'm going to take the liberty of ending it with a double drabble.
She broke it off, and he stared at her. Then he squeezed his eyes shut. "Buffy, you're not obligated--"
"Say I don't love you again and I will kick your ass."
He smiled. "You wouldn't hit a man who needs glasses, would you?"
"If he's idiot enough not to see what's right in front of him."
He sighed. "It's just… I know you always imagined…." Spike swallowed. "Angel's your first love."
"Yeah. He'll always be my first love." She traced his bottom lip. "But not my last."
She kissed him, slow, sweet and loving. This time, he kissed her back.
***
Dawn practically knocked Buffy down in her frenzy to hug Spike. "You didn't die," she squealed.
"Nope."
"And?"
"Still human."
"And Angel?" asked Willow.
"He's fine," said Buffy. "And human. He gets to be Shanshu-Prophecy-Boy now."
Willow looked from Buffy to Spike and back again, then smiled. "So it all worked out."
Buffy took Spike's hand. "Yup."
"So we should go celebrate," said Dawn.
Buffy and Spike exchanged a look. "Actually…"
"Actually," said Willow, "we should get back home."
"But--"
"S'okay, Bit." Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy. She gazed up at him, beaming. "We'll both be coming home tomorrow."
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THE END
Thanks to everybody who played. You guys all rock, every single one of you. I think this is a story to be proud of, so everybody give yourself a pat on the back. Give me a week or so, and I'll compile it all in the correct, sense-making order (stupid LJ archives) and post it at DL.
Also, the community LJ is paid up for another month, so we might as well do another one. But I need some time to think about how it's gonna work if we keep going (and just to take a break). So keep watching this space for that info.
*MWAH!*
She broke it off, and he stared at her. Then he squeezed his eyes shut. "Buffy, you're not obligated--"
"Say I don't love you again and I will kick your ass."
He smiled. "You wouldn't hit a man who needs glasses, would you?"
"If he's idiot enough not to see what's right in front of him."
He sighed. "It's just… I know you always imagined…." Spike swallowed. "Angel's your first love."
"Yeah. He'll always be my first love." She traced his bottom lip. "But not my last."
She kissed him, slow, sweet and loving. This time, he kissed her back.
***
Dawn practically knocked Buffy down in her frenzy to hug Spike. "You didn't die," she squealed.
"Nope."
"And?"
"Still human."
"And Angel?" asked Willow.
"He's fine," said Buffy. "And human. He gets to be Shanshu-Prophecy-Boy now."
Willow looked from Buffy to Spike and back again, then smiled. "So it all worked out."
Buffy took Spike's hand. "Yup."
"So we should go celebrate," said Dawn.
Buffy and Spike exchanged a look. "Actually…"
"Actually," said Willow, "we should get back home."
"But--"
"S'okay, Bit." Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy. She gazed up at him, beaming. "We'll both be coming home tomorrow."
*
THE END
Thanks to everybody who played. You guys all rock, every single one of you. I think this is a story to be proud of, so everybody give yourself a pat on the back. Give me a week or so, and I'll compile it all in the correct, sense-making order (stupid LJ archives) and post it at DL.
Also, the community LJ is paid up for another month, so we might as well do another one. But I need some time to think about how it's gonna work if we keep going (and just to take a break). So keep watching this space for that info.
*MWAH!*