You know, Rudy's not so bad a movie when you're actually in the mood for it.
I don't even remember why I bought it, that was so long ago...but I never watched it, and no one was home, so I popped it into the VCR. And here I am, chanting with the crowd, feeling like I'm gonna cry. If I wasn't so caught up in the movie, I might feel like less of a man.
It was weird at first to see Sean Astin without the prosthetic feet, I guess I've been watching The Fellowship too often lately.
Oh God. He's running onto the field. I jump up and yell "YES!" just in time to see Buffy and Spike standing in the doorway.
I got back home from the mall at about 8:00...I forgot how much fun it is to spend 6 hours shopping with your best friend. I got a some new clothes, a few outfits for the spring. I also got something really sexy to wear later...when Spike got back, and even a few gifts. Everyone's been so supportive lately, so I got pretty much everyone something.
The best was for Willow. When she wasn't looking, I grabbed her a gorgeous outfit--a red peasant top with a really nice blue skirt. I spent a little more than I usually do, but she's definitely worth it.
For Dawn I got some makeup. I know how much she loves her lip-gloss and eyeshadows, so I got her about 15 bucks worth of that. And a cute little beaded necklace I know she'd love.
I got Faith some leather pants. I hope they fit, I compared them with mine...she's just a little bigger than me.
I bought Spike a CD. The Ramones. I know how much he likes them. Plus, what I bought myself is kind of a gift to him too.
I got Andrew a book... "The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King." Had that Aragorn guy on the front...I'm sure he'll enjoy that, him with his LOTR and Starwars thing.
Then there was Xander. I didn't really know what to get him, So I got him something kinda practical - A new drill. I heard him talking about how his was wearing out, so I splurged a little. Still...I think $35 is a little much for a tool.
I suprised myself at how much I spent, but these were my friends - my family. And Christmas wasn't too great this year, so i was kinda making up for it. I had been saving my money, but I quit my job when Spike showed up...something I regret. Ah well...I guess I'll just have to start the job hunting with Spike. I decided to wait until tomorrow to give everyone their gifts. I walked downstairs to see what everyone was up to.
I woke up in the late afternoon. There was a note on the pillow. Didn't want to wake you. We've gone out shopping. Good luck job hunting! xxx I sat and stared at the three kisses for a while. I never thought Buffy would write me a note with three kisses on it. Eventually I shook myself from my reverie and went and had a shower.
Downstairs in the kitchen I heated myself up a cup of blood - Buffy was keeping the fridge well stocked - and found Andrew playing Star Wars with 2 doughnuts and a Pepsi bottle. I shook my head. I sort of like the boy, but I don't think I have ever met anyone so geeky. I remembered back to the time I had threatened his Boba Fett doll and smirked to myself. Then I remembered what had happened later that day with Buffy and, well, the blood wasn't exactly rushing to my head with those memories.
I went through the local paper and found a few adverts for flats Buffy and I could look at. I rang them up and made appointments to see them the next evening. Hopefully I'd have my own home soon. Sharing with this many people was driving me a bit nuts.
Finally the sun went down and I went out. Buffy had suggested I look in the paper for jobs, but I knew I wouldn't find work there. I needed to see where the demon haunts were. True, I'm all ensouled now, I've got the spark, but I still feel more at home in the dark. Besides, working on that side of town would be killing two birds with one stone - I could keep an ear open for any interesting developments and then Buffy and I could kick evil arse.
The long and the short of it was that I managed to get a bartending job in a place called Henry's, a small, pokey bar thick with cigarette smoke and slime. Made me feel all at home. Now, I imagine I'll be a pretty crap barman - not so good with the small talk - but it's easy work, and they pay quite well. As the owner said, I'd need to do a little bit of "order management", which I interpreted as riot control. Not a problem. A bit of rough and tumble is just what I need.
I walked downstairs the next morning in a bit of a daze. Everything was falling into place. I could be with Spike and take care of Dawn at the same time. My next issue was to tell Giles. I wasn't sure how he would take it. It would be a releif, not having to take care of a high-schooler any more. And I'm sure he didn't want to see Spike and I all lovey-dovey all the time. And the best part of it? I didn't have to hide. I didn't have to hide from my own feelings, or hide them from anyone else. Spike was mine. I was Spike's. Life couldn't be any more perfect.
I walked into the kitchen to see Willow and Faith sitting at the kitchen table, stuffing their faces with donuts.
"Morning, guys," I said, reaching for a donut. "How's it going?"
Hot chocalte, that's sound super yummy, I thought as I crept down the stairs. Okay, which cabnet is it in? Oh yea, the right one. I walked over an carefully opened the cabinet door, grabbed a mug, a pack of hot chocolate and some of those little marshmellows. I turned the hot water on, running the water for a few to get it hot, dumped the mix in and stirred. I was about to sit down at the kitchen table, when I heard voices coming from the back yard. I crept closer to the door. It was Spike talking to Buffy. Probably shouldn't listen, I thought. "But... Dawn." I heard Buffy say. "What about me?" I asked stepping into the doorway.
I had to keep pinching myself to check I wasn't dreaming. Pretty sodding uncool, but this - I've dreamed about this for years. Me and Buffy, together. Not just in bed. I love the sex, don't get me wrong, but I did without it all last year, and I didn't mind. Because Buffy valued me, and having her share her thoughts with me was worth more than any rough and tumble. But now I have both.
It's almost enough to make a man willing to give up smoking. I lit a cigarette in the back garden, out of courtesy to Giles. Don't want to stink up the place. I began to think about things. I couldn't stay here, in this house. For one thing, it was bloody overcrowded. For another, I was uncomfortable aware that Willow and Dawn - and possibly the rest of the house - might be able to hear what Buffy and I were up to. I'm no prude, but it's a bit weird. Also, someone should really think about getting a job. We - well, they - were eating Giles out of house and home, and me sitting around doing bugger all probably wasn't helping. I needed to find a job and a flat before Andrew's whining over the fact that England doesn't sell Hot Pockets drove me completely nuts.
Last night's patrol was a success...considering there are just as many demons here as in Sunnydale. There are a lot of memories in patrolling. I miss patrolling with Spike everynight. The sex afterwards was always fun too. But now I dont have to have an excuse. As of last night, I think everyone knows what's going on.
I sit up in bed and smile as I turn to see Spike next to me. I dont know if he's planning on staying with me yet, so I savor the moment for a minute. He's lying there with his hair all messy and shirtless. yumm...I think to myself, tempted to jump on him. I decide against it and walk downstairs to get a cup of coffee and some breakfast.
"Morning, Buff." Willow greets me, eating a bowl of fruit loops as I walk into the kitchen. I smile when I see she's already made a pot of coffee. I pour myself a cup and sit next to her.
"Morning, Will." I say, smiling. She was giving me the highschool Did ya get some? look. I filled her in on everything...just not the whole Spike-sex part. As usual she was really supportive. I could always count on Willow to trust my decisions.
"I'm really happy for you, Buffy," she said, smiling.
"Thanks." I answered, finishing my coffee and Corn Flakes. I looked at the clock. 10:30. I figured I'd let Spike sleep for a while, then find out where he's planning on staying later.
After finishing breakfast ran up to the Butcher shop to get some blood, figured it'd be a nice suprise for Spike to wake up to. I went home and heated it up to the perfect temperature. I ran upstairs with a coffee mug full and into my room.
When I got there he was still laying just as I'd left him. I smiled and admired him for minute before walking over and kissing him. "Morning, love," He said, sitting up.
"Brought you something..." I said, handing him the cup. "But I have to go take a shower..."
Wow, I thought as Fae and I made our descend down the stairs, When did the walk from Willow's (now mine, too) room take so long? Must be the company. Fae had begun to REALLY get on my nerves... especially when she made that crack about Buffy. I'm the only one allowed to criticize my sister! "So, Grub-wise, What are you thinking?" I asked as we entered the kitchen. "Whatever," Fae answered. "We could order a pizza? Xander should be home soon..." I trailed off. "Did I hear pizza?" I heard Faith say as she came into the kitchen, toweling her hair dry. "Um.... Yup! We were talking about ordering a pizza. Oh, By the by, this is Fae. She's a not-so-potential."
The first thought that rattled inside my brain as I wandered into my room the room I shared with Dawn, was "Oh, goddess, why did she have to bring one of her noisy friends home on the day I have more homework than any human being could manage in one night?" This was quickly replaced by a reminder of the fact that, if I was gonna be sharing a room with the girl, the least I could do was show a little acceptance of her teenaged ways. And that noisy alarm. And the fact that she was constantly leaving her clothes on the floor. And the empty bags of potato chips...
"Potential?" I asked, catching the last word of her introductions, and looking to her friend with unbridled curiosity. Had Dawnie found a new Slayer? Correction. Another new Slayer?
I raised my eyebrows slightly as I studied Dawn's friend. She had a Slayer-type build, and the same cocky attitude that Kennedy so many Potentials seemed to think was such a huge turn-on. What was up with that, anyway? Did they think it was 'cool' to do lousy impressions of Faith all the time? I didn't think this was the case with the new girl, as it was pretty clear she'd never even met Faith, let alone taken on that oh-so-completely-NOT-cute infatuation with the badass Slayer.
"Good work, Dawnie," I said, offering a smile and polite nod to her friend. "The guys'll be happy we've got another one to play with," I smirked somewhat as I ran my eyes over the girl's attire. "Looks like this one could be a fun new friend for Faith." Everyone was getting new friends lately, it seemed. A slight frown replaced my grin, but only for a second as I went on to ask, "Does she know the whole Slayer deal? Or is she one of those random girls that never knew about the prophecy 'till Super-Me made with the mojo?" Not that I liked to brag or anything...
We chatted a bit about the new girl, before I realised that it was probably more Buffy's place to deal with the new arrivals than mine. "Maybe you oughtta introduce her to your sister?" I suggested, before being caught by another, peroxide-permed thought. "Or, uhh, maybe not. If, y'know, she's busy." But there was this big ol' pile of homework sitting on my desk that really wasn't gonna budge if I spent all night playing Hostess to the latest addition to the Junior Slayers Brigade. "Maybe you and, uhh - Fae, was it? - should go get some snacks or something? Couple of growing girls, gotta have Slayer-sized appetites." I winced. "Or, y'know, something less stupid-sounding."
And all these years, I'd been thinking that I'd finally outgrown my days as an spazzy teenage nerd...
I opened my eyes to find Spike laying next to me. I looked over at the clock. 1:30. In the morning. I couldn't decide if I should get up or stay where I was. I was more comfortable than I'd been in a long time. The sex we used to have was nothing compared to what we just had. It isn't even in the same catagory. It was so much deeper...so much more complete. I dont know how I ever lived without him.
I sat up a little bit and looked at him sleeping. He was smiling in his sleep...something i've never seen him do before. I leaned down and kissed him. He stirred a little and opened his eyes. He smiled as I pulled away. "I love you." I whispered, playing with his hair and staring into his gorgeous, deep blue eyes. This WAS heaven.