Angel for twisting_fate

((Continued from here))

I watched as Wesley all but ran from the room, then turned back to Buffy, who still looked a little dazed.

"So... what?" I asked again, still reeling slightly. Spike was apparently not dead, like I had thought he was, but he was back, and apparently bound to an amulet, which Giles had, and Giles was coming here.

"I should have just asked Wesley if Giles could just air-express the amulet," I said quietly to myself. "Not like being stuck in a small little box has hurt Spike before."

Shaking myself, I looked back at Buffy. Focusing, I sighed, then asked her, "Buffy? Are you going to be okay?" She still looked vaguely shell-shocked, not an expression I was used to seeing on her face. And she was this shocked over Spike? I hadn't known they had meant... that much to each other. Especially since it was Spike, after all. I'd have thought Buffy would have killed him a long time ago, but then... who knew anymore? In a world where vampires could have kids and Spike wanted a soul, who knew what was predictable or not?

((open for Buffy))