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	Part Two "I want him back." The entire room of occupants turned to the sound of the slayer's voice, gravely though it was. Her throat was parched from not having drank anything in three days and her eyes were lifeless and sunk back into her skull somewhat from the lack of food. "Buffy, I hate to break it to ya..." Xander began but Buffy cut him off sharply. "Shut up, Xander! Or get out of my house 'cause I don't give a fuck what you have to say." Xander shot her a pained look and appeared to be about to retort but quietened at the tears that shot to her eyes. Buffy swallowed heavily, "I want him back. Now. I have a watcher, two witches and a thousand year old demon. One of you knows how to do it and I want it done now." Everyone was speechless. The room was silent for several minutes before Giles spoke, "Buffy, are you sure its what you want." "I'm not going to repeat myself again, Giles." The watcher inhaled sharply at her swift comment but nodded. "I..uh, didn't think you'd want to hear this but Darla was resurrected." "What?" Willow asked, but Buffy said nothing, the news not new to her. "Who did it." Buffy spoke curtly. "A-a-according to Wesley, a lawyers firm....a Wolfram and Heart." "Lawyer's firm? Bringing back the dead?" Willow questioned. "Sure, they've been around for centuries - not just on this plane." Anya put in. "I'm going to LA tonight." Buffy stated and turned without another word to grab her ever-packed slayer-emergency overnight bag. She dashed to her room and carefully placed the glass container in-between her clothing. She came downstairs and into the kitchen to see her watcher hanging up the phone, "Giles, I have to..." Her voice cracked with tears. Giles's own eyes filled with sorrow and he nodded, "I know, I've booked the flight, it's in half an hour." "Thank you." --- "Wait here, please." "I'm coming with you." Buffy stated. "I'm afraid that's not possible..." Buffy was about to argue so Lialah changed tactics, "...the ceremony is very specific and we don't want to take that chance now do we?" Buffy raised an eyebrow at the condescending tone, "When?" "When what?" "When do I get to see him?" She bit out angrily. Lialah opened the door in front of them and led Buffy into the surprisingly comfortable, apartment-like room. However, it was lost on the slayer. "He'll be brought here." "How long?" "Night fall." Lialah closed the door with both hands leaving Buffy to sit and wait, alone with her memories. --- "Buffy?" The ex-cheerleader jumped around from behind her desk at the sudden arrival of a long-since-last-seen friend. "Where is he?" Cordelia frowned, gasping when Buffy finally met her eyes at the pain she saw in them. "I..uh, I'll just go get him." She whispered. "Buffy?" The slayer looked up at the souled vampire who was no more than a meter in front of her. "I need to go to Wolfram and Heart." "What? Why?!" Angel was alarmed, reaching out to touch her arm, concerned by her haggard appearance and strange request. Buffy dodged his touch, "I kil..." She stopped unable to form the words as her tears began again. Angel frowned, trying to draw her to him as he was accustomed to when she was in pain but she pushed him away. "No!" She stepped back, "They brought Darla back and so they can bring him back too." Angel gasped, finally understanding the painful feeling that had been nagging at him for the past few days, "Spike?" He gasped. "I want him back." She whispered. "Buffy, I don't think you know what you're saying." "Don't patronise me, Angel! You do it all the fucking time and I'm sick of it!" She screeched at him in capital letters, running over his last few words. "I'm not..." The vampire tried again, only to be interrupted by the slayers heartfelt whisper. "I never ask anything of you. You always do what you think is best, no matter what I want." "Buffy..." Angel murmured painfully. "NO! I. WANT. HIM. BACK." "WHY?! He's a soulless vampire, Buffy, just because he's got a chip doesn't make him good." "Well, maybe I don't need him good, maybe I just need him....I need him back." "You're in love with him?" She didn't deny or accept it, just spoke in a deadly quiet voice. "I want him back. Now." "Fine." Angel whispered, moving out of the room to make the necessary calls. He stopped at her parting words, his soul freezing over. "I don't care what you have to do." --- The large create was wheeled into the centre of the power filled room and the deciples surrounded it. Lialah smiled, this was going to be so much easier since they already had the ashes. She sighed, remembering all the shit that not having Darla's ashes had caused. She winced as the lighting struck the cage and the hooded figures began to chant in unpronounceable tongues. She checked her watch, two minutes to midnight. This was going to be over sooner than she'd thought. Suddenly, thunder crashed around them, shaking the foundations of the walls. They heard a thud inside the cage and as one the cloaked figures whispered the completing word of the spell and disappeared. The brunette smiled and walked to the cage as her 'lackeys', for want of a better word, cleared up after the enchantment. She smiled in through the bars at the panting naked man curled in the corner. --- "Buffy's here?" Spike asked, a couple of hours later. "Yes, she's waiting for you." Lialah smiled kindly, I can see why. She thought eyeing his appearance appreciatively. Spike sighed, wanting a cigarette. He was dressed in his usual clothing, they'd even managed to 'resurrect' his duster. He was as freaked as hell. One minute he'd been waiting to aggravate Buffy on patrol then bang he'd been dead. Needless to say he wasn't too happy about that part. Hell hadn't been that bad a place, having said all that, lots of beer, cigarettes and porn. Frankly he couldn't see what Angel's issues had been with the place. Sure he was happy to be back, only with a couple of adjustments. He was sans soul, sans chip and sans vampy-ness. He didn't feel any different, other than he didn't feel like eating the woman in front of him. He could feel his heart beating so he figured he was human. However, he could also hear her heartbeat. He wasn't about to tell her that though, he just wanted out of here. "Well then, best not keep her waiting, eh?" --- Buffy sat facing the expansive window that presented LA to her viewing. She didn't even bother to turn at the sound of the door opening, having already been brought food three times she wasn't in the mood to acknowledge this forth visit. She only wanted to see one person and he would be taking a while. Spike frowned at her lack of response and walked further into the room. He sighed slightly at the content feeling that filled him at the sight of her. Even as a vampire his heart seemed capable of doing that weird contracting/expanding jig at her presence and he welcomed the feeling with both arms "Buffy?" She gasped and turned. She must have stopped, her mouth a-gape for a full twenty seconds before rushing towards him. She didn't speak, simply flung herself into his arms, her tears running down her face. Spike was shocked, wrapping his arms around her automatically. Her mouth was on his in an instant, her lips prying open his as her tongue swept inside his mouth. He reacted instantly, pulling her closer, taking control with his tongue as he lifted her off her feet. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her hands pulling his lips harder against hers. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist as he walked over to the couch. * Lialah watched from the doorway with amusement and a touch of jealousy. With a sigh she closed the door and returned to her office to make the necessary withdrawals from Angel's account. * Buffy sighed contentedly into her lover's mouth as he gently kissed her after yet another round of love-making. Spike pulled back, taking a deep breath, staring down into her ever-changing eyes, watching with great pleasure the happiness he saw within them grow, "I love you." He whispered. "I love you, too, Spike." He closed his eyes in pleasure, his lips once more seeking hers in affirmation. She gave it willingly, as she always would. The End Return to Fanfiction Review my story Authors' Note: I'm not sure that I want to leave this story as a single -- I may turn it into a series, tell me what you think!