WHAT TO THINK: 4
by Spikes Queen
A few hours later, the doctor and riley came out.

Buffy went over to them. “Did it work?”

The doctor nodded. “Yes, he should be waking up anytime now. You can go in if you want.”

Buffy nodded and went in with Dawn close behind. Just as they reached his side, Spike groaned. His eyes fluttered open and he blinked a few times as his eyes came into focus. He looked at Dawn then at Buffy.

“Hey,” Buffy said, softly.

Spike still had pain in his eyes but it wasn’t from the chip.

Dawn squeezed his hand. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I need to get out of here,” Spike said, softly.

Dawn smiled. “I’m with you there,” she said as Spike got off the table.

Once at the house, Buffy held Spike on the porch as everyone else went in. She leaned against the door and as she gazed at him.

“Why are you mad at me?” She asked, softly.

“I’m not,” Spike said.

“Well, obviously you..” She paused when she recognized the look. “Oh my god,” she whispered.

Spike leaned against the pillar and watched her.

“Do you think so little of me, that I’d do that to you?” She asked.

“I don’t think little of you at all,” Spike said, casually.

“You really think I’d get back together with Riley after everything?” She asked, her voice cracking.

“Honestly? I don’t know what to think,” Spike said, not meeting her eyes.

“Then I guess I can’t blame you for not trusting me,” Buffy said, and went inside.

Spike followed her and watched her run up the stairs. Slowly he went up after her.

Buffy closed the door to her room and leaned against it. She slid down to the floor and sobbed.

Then there was a knock on the door.

“Go away,” she said.

“Buffy?” Came Spike’s voice. “Open the door.”

“Why?” She asked.

Spike bowed his head, knowing she was crying. “Please?” He asked, softly.

Buffy sniffled. “No.”

Spike growled and went into the bathroom. He opened the door to Buffy’s room and saw her sitting on the floor in front of the door. She had her knees up to her chest with her head resting on her arms. She was still sobbing quietly.

He frowned and crouched in front of her. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

Buffy sniffled and lifted her head.

Spike’s heart broke at her face. Taking his chances, he pulled her into his arms. He rocked her back and forth and held her close.

“Spike,” she said, softly. “Riley was helping you. I called him and asked him to come. He took the chip out, that was it. I didn’t ask him to come back to me.”

“You took the chip out?” Spike asked, pushing her away a little.

Buffy nodded. “It was killing you. I had to,” she said.

Yeah, but what about…” Spike began.

Buffy silenced him with a soft kiss and after a second she pulled away slightly. “I believe in you, Spike. Just trust me okay?”

Spike nodded. “I do.”

Buffy smiled and kissed him again.

Spike pulled her closer to him and deepened their kiss. Somehow he managed to get them on the bed where they fell asleep in each others arms.

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