Continued...

"Buffy!"

Xander yells fearfully.

"Ask a stupid question."

Buffy then snaps out of her trance and runs over to her friends, with Spike Closely following. Harmony had seen the way he had looked at her, she kept Her distance, but saw enough, she was utterly disgusted. Xander and Anya were In a stand off position as Willow helps Tara stand, Buffy stopped instantly when She had reached them.

"Dawn!"

With his left arm securing Dawn by the waist, and his right arm across Dawn¹s Chest, only in this hand, was a sharp and deadly looking knife. Warren looked Menacing as the moonlight beamed onto his face.

"Hello, Buffy."

He said surly, Buffy did not reply, nor did Warren expect her to, Buffy then Pleads.

"What do you want? I¹ll give you anything, J-just don¹t her her."

Warren smiled evilly, and whispered into Dawn¹s ear.

"She would die for you."

He then yelled to Buffy.

"Put this on!"

He kicks over a black sports bag; Buffy opened it and inside was a helmet. It Looked old, but also new. Something you would possibly see the Greek god Hermes wore. Buffy looked over to Warren in her crouched position, Dawn Shook her head back and forth, pleading for Buffy not to take whatever was in The bag and use it on herself. Buffy¹s gaze went past Warren and Dawn towards A small figure creeping in the darkness, nearing the black van, Buffy had come Accustomed to, it crept closer, and Buffy knew who it was, she looked back to Warren, keeping her inquisitive face on, not wanting to blow the only chance She has to get to her sister.

"Put it on, and I¹ll let her go, it¹s as simple as that."

Warren said sternly, Buffy took the helmet out of the bag, she noticed it had a Computer disc in it. She checked it over she then looked at Warren, then Tara, Buffy nodded. Jonathon stepped on a twig, it snaps, breaking his stealth mode.

Warren whirls around, pulling Dawn and the knife closer to himself, he then Sees that it¹s Jonathon and loosens up.

"I thought you were arrested."

Jonathon shook his head and looked across to Dawn, with fear in his eyes.

"Not yet, did you want me to take herŠhostage?"

Jonathon asks while pointing to Dawn, Warren tilts his head to Dawn and smirks. He gives Jonathon the knife, Jonathon looks at Dawn and nods, a Silent agreement between them. Dawn sinks her teeth into Warren¹s left hand And gets out of his grasp. Jonathon, with all of his might, punched Warren in The face. Warren takes a step back and grasps Dawn by the hair, pulling her Back to him.

He throws her behind Jonathon and into the black van. Warren smirks and lets Out a laugh. Soon enough he is propelled into a crypt, his head hits the stone Wall hard, he falls to the soil, not getting up. Everyone turned around and looked to Tara and Willow with shock.

"That¹s my girl."

Willow holds Tara by the waist.

Fifteen minutes later Jonathon is hauled into the back of a police car, he looks At the group and smiles his goodbye, making his peace with them as the car Pulls away, siren¹s blaring.

"In the end, he knew what was right."

"And that¹s what¹s important."

Spike and Buffy glance at each other. Warren is being pulled out of the cemetery On a stretcher bed, his hand is cuffed to the railing, as the ambulance officer Pulls Warren into the ambulance, the medic¹s close the doors behind themselves and the ambulance pulls away. The group watches the ambulance go out of Their field of sight. Xander rubs his hands over his eyes, and then pulls them Back.

"And that¹s a wrap, I think I¹m gonna¹ go home with my girl."

He kisses Anya, who is at his side, and they both smile happily. They turn Around and slowly, walk away, Buffy says loudly to them.

"Goodnight."

Willow rubs her arms feeling the cold of the late night, she looks over to Willow And smiles, Tara holds Willow¹s side.

"You cold, baby? When we get home, I¹ll warm you up."

They smile at each other mischievously; Buffy smiles a little and looks over to Spike, he is still standing beside her, she thinks, He¹s always there. Buffy looks Over to Willow.

"Could you take Dawn home? I¹ll be a few minutes here."

Willow nods, while Tara gives Buffy an "It¹s Ok" face.

"Sure."

Willow and Tara walk off arm in arm with Dawn ambling beside them.

Buffy points over to a park bench, Spike nods, they walk over in silence and Take a seat, a good distance from each other.

"Listen Spike, I~"

He puts his left index finger over her lips.

"Shh."

She stops talking, and for the first time in a long time, she looked into his eyes.

"I¹m going away for a little while."

Buffy raises her eyebrows in surprise.

"B-but where would you go? Your home is here."

He looked down at his hands and then back to Buffy with a smile.

"My home is wherever you are, but right now there¹s something I have to doŠ

I¹d rather not say."

Buffy bites her tong, literally, and sighs.

"It¹s your lifeŠunlife."

Spike smiles sadly, they both get up.

"I¹ll send you a postcard."

"Thanks."

Spike leans forward and kisses Buffy softly on the lips, she hadn¹t expected that, He pulls away and looks into her eyes.

"I¹ll send one everyday."

He then turned around and walked off, Buffy watched him until he was out of Sight.

Harmony stalked around Sunnydale, in quite a state. She bumped into a golden Tanned burly man. She stopped and looked up at him, she had touched his Skin, he was flaming hot, she recoiled as fast as she could.

"You¹re not human."

She said softly to him, he smiled.

"Neither are you."

Harmony smiled happily, he offered his arm, and she accepted.

"Name¹s Harmony, and you are?"

She asked curiously as he led her to the park.

"Stuart, Stu Cross."

He replied, with a grin that never seemed to disappear from his face.

Spike walked onto the crate filled docks and looked from ship to ship at the wharf.

"South America, here I come."

Buffy walked up to her lawn and wondered about Spike and her family, she Looked up at the starry sky.

"Magic."

End.