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This is my first fanfic so I know its not going to be as good as everyone else’s. But I’ll have a go anyway. Wish me luck and please review. Tell me how I can make it better in future and which bits you like about it. I’ve noticed a few spelling/grammatical errors, I blame my stupid spell check I can’t use it. I will try and make sure that everything is right
Historians note: This happens a few years after Buffy season 7. There was no end of angel and there was no apocalypse.
Chapter 19 – Alone
She sat alone on the steps of wolfram and hart. The sky was a dark blanket covered in gleaming stars that shone down over the city. There was a cold breeze that made her shiver as she looked out at the busy street in front of her.
Everyone was going out to the clubs and parties that were all around the city every night. These people wanted to make there lives a little less miserable, so they go out, get drunk and get laid. That was the circle in which people around this city followed everyday.
Buffy wrapped her arms around herself to block out the cold. It had been two days since the wolfram and hart security team took Carlo’s lifeless body away. She had been told that they had checked to see if he was completely dead, and he was. She knew she didn’t have to worry about him coming back anymore.
Wesley had come to the conclusion that when she had pushed him down the stairs, that he was just knocked out and when she had checked his pulse, because he was some type of demon, he didn’t have
a pulse.
Buffy wondered how she hadn’t noticed that her husband didn’t have a pulse. She was usually so careful. Well, no she wasn’t. Angel and spike didn’t have pulses, but that was beside the point.
‘I would have noticed it I’m sure’, she thought to herself as she looked at all the expensive cars that were in the large traffic jam outside wolfram and hart. ‘Maybe I was so distracted actually being happy that I’d found some one that I didn’t really check. Maybe being with spike before, it made me forget all about it. Ok that sounds stupid she thought.
The fact of the matter was that she hadn’t even worked why Carlo had been with her or if he really loved her. That was possible, when spike didn’t have a soul, he still loved her.
She didn’t know what type of demon Carlo had been and she didn’t know what his plan was. But it didn’t matter anymore, he was gone. And that was all that mattered at the moment.
Buffy got up from the steps and looked down at her watch. She’d been sitting out here for two hours. Buffy felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned around to see spike looking back at her.
“Hi pet” he said coolly.
“Hey” Buffy said simply. She wasn’t in the mood to talk; she just wanted to move on.
“I’ve been looking for ya luv. Thought you might of ….” He didn’t finish his sentence. He looked at her, she looked tired. “You look tired” he said.
“Thanks very much” Buffy snapped. She didn’t mean it to sound like she was pissed off with him. He was right, she did feel tired. She hadn’t been sleeping well; too many thoughts.
“Sorry luv. I didn’t mean it like that” Spike apologised.
“No it’s me, sorry” she said. She walked up to the top of the steps. Spike followed her as usual. “I am tired; I think I’m going to go to bed.”
Buffy walked off into wolfram and hart, she went over to the elevator. Spike was still following her.
She turned to face him as she waited for the elevator. “That is something that doesn’t involve you” she said to him.
Spike looked slightly disappointed. “We need to talk you know” he said.
“We are talking” Buffy said to him. She glanced over the top of the elevator doors to see which floor it was on. It was only two floors away.
“No, properly” he said, he touched her hair.
The elevator doors opened.
Buffy walked into the elevator. She pressed the buttons to close the door.
“Not tonight” she said as the doors closed on him.
Buffy leaned against the elevator wall. She hoped she would be able to get some sleep tonight. She felt so drained.
The elevator doors opened on the correct floor and she walked down the corridor and opened her apartment door. She stepped in and locked the door behind her. She wanted to be alone. Spike never seemed to give up on anything and she knew he didn’t like the way she left him. But she didn’t want to go into a conversation with him. She knew him wanted to talk about ‘them’. That was a much too confusing conversation than she could handle right now.
She walked into the bedroom and got changed. She liked her new bedroom; angel had good taste in furniture. The light blue walls perfectly matched the blue bed sheets. The only problem about the room was that the blue made it feel a little cold, or was that just her. It didn’t matter anyway, this wouldn’t be her permanent home, and she knew she would have to move to her own place eventually. She would have to sell the house that her and Carlo lived in. hopefully she would get enough money from that to buy a nice place for herself.
All these thoughts filled her head but she just wanted to get good nights sleep. She yawned slipped into bed and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
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