I'm With You: 1
by Angel1919
This sceen came to me while listening to Avril Lavigne. This is my first posting EVER, so please feed me!



*I'm standing on the bridge,
Im waiting in the dark,
I thought that you'd be here, by now.
There's nothing but the rain,
No foot steps on the gorund,
I'm listening but there's no sound.*

Buffy walked slowly through the dark cemetary, looking from left to right for the one evil that she needed. Stepping up to his crypt, she listened but hearing nothing of her dead lover, Buffy pushed the heavy door open and saw exactly what she expected... nothing.

*Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody take me home?*

"Where are you?' she asked the empty crypt. "Why aren't you here?" Buffy turned and closed the door.

*"It's so damn cold tonight,
Trying to figure out this life.
Won't you take me by the hand,
Take me somewhere new,
I don't know who you are, but I....
I'm with you*

Buffy started to snuggle deeper into her jacket, but suddenly took it off. She realised lately that she like the cold. It remined her of Him.

Walking out of the cemetary and into the park, the cold wind blew from behind her and suddenly she could sence him, feel him. She thought to stop, turn and run to him, but she kept going instead, she was go to play his game. As she walked, she could feel him prowling behind her, and at once she felt like the prey of a stalking tiger.

*I'm looking for a place,
I'm searching for a face,
Is anyone here I know?
Cause nothings going right,
And everythings a mess,
And no one like to be a lone.*

He stepped from behind the tall oak tree at the end of the park. She stopped, looking at him, and as he stood there, (staring into her soul) she realised she didn't even know who this man truely was. Yes, he was her friend, lover, and protector, but who was Spike, really?

"Hey Slayer. You look a bit chilly."

"A little."

"What me to warm you up?" He smiled.

"You'll only make me colder." she said as they walked toward each other.

"Yeah, but you like the cold." he told her, reading her mind. He reached his hand out to touch her and she braced herself.

*Isn't anyone trying to find me,
Won't some body take me home?*

Touching her face first and slowly running his fingers to her bare neck, he leaned in to kiss the soft flesh. Moaning with the contact, Buffy put her arms around him and held on.

Breaking the kiss, Spike looked at his Slayer's rapidly heating body and growled deep in his throat. He grabbed her hand and turned her back to the cemetary.

*It's so damn cold tonight,
Trying to figure out this life.
Won't you take me by the hand,
Take me somewhere new,
I don't know who you are, but I...
I'm with you.
I'm with you.

He had been there for her since she had come back from... from...wherever. She didn't like to admit that she had been in heaven, because it only made being alive so much harder. He talked to her, and she would tell him what she couldn't burden her sister and friends with.

So she walked in front of Spike, directly toward his crypt. She knew why she went, and he didn't question her. She needed him and he knew it. She need him to feel ALIVE.

As they approached the crypt she stopped and he opened the door for her. Buffy calmly walked inside, and Spike followed, slowly closing the door behind them.


THE END~ Ha Ha!!!!

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