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Watching from above, Buffy was almost as inconsolable as Spike. She had been turned and he had been forced to kill her. It was too cruel. It was evil to cause him such pain.

"Gabriel!" She bellowed for the Archangel. "Gabriel!!" she stood and looked up, watching for the Angel's arrival.

"So now you know," was his response.

"You owe me!" she spat out bitterly. "No more, it is forbidden. No more it's not the way of things. I will not beg anymore. Now, I'm demanding. You owe me."

"What is it you would have me do?" he asked knowing she had every right to her anger.

"You will let me talk to him one more time. I will say what I want and I will do it when I want."

"You may," he said and disappeared.

Buffy ran back over to where she had been watching Spike and saw him lying there. It was a scene she had seen once before just after arriving in heaven. She saw Spike lay there all night waiting for the sun to mix his ashes with hers. She saw Giles and Xander come and carry him away to Giles home where they had to chain him up to prevent another suicide attempt.

It was three days before he was able to tell them what had happened. They mourned her deeply. Her friends and family mourned her and they mourned for Spike. His love and pain were obvious to all of them and it was by virtue of that that they accepted him and became a surrogate family for him as they had been for her.

He got a little better after a while. It helped to have her friends and her mom around him. It was like having little pieces of her with him. Buffy watched the twenty years that followed her death quickly as she had already seen it all before. Spike stayed in Sunnydale and fought with the Scooby Gang and the new Slayer. She watched with renewed pain as her mother died
from the brain tumor that had been discovered 10 years after Buffy's death. She saw Spike fall into despair again as his strongest link to Buffy and his surrogate mother passed away. She watched all the events of the past twenty
years pass, Anya's death at the hands of a demon. Giles's death a few months later of heart attack. Each death drove Spike deeper into the despair that was never far from him. They were his friends and each one's death felt like another part of his heart and of Buffy was torn away from him.

Buffy continued to watch as the years passed, twenty, thirty, forty years since her death. Spike was slowly but systematically being drained of his will to live. Oz was killed by a werewolf hunter, Xander died in the army, fighting in the third world war and Cordelia was killed in a car accident in Las Angeles. Spike was there to say goodbye to each one. He visited their
graves faithfully.

Buffy was there to greet them when they arrived in heaven. They all tried to convince her to stop watching and let go of the pain
but she could not. It was no longer their pain and so they were happy as they were supposed to be and eventually they left her to her strange grief.

It was just Spike and Willow left, and Angel was out there somewhere but he had never returned to Sunnydale after Buffy's death. Finally, sixty years after her death, Buffy watched as Willow began to die slowly, an old woman
alone in her bed except for the Vampire that sat by her side holding her hand. Willow had not had the heart left to fall in love again after Oz's death. She never married or had children. She had acted as adoptive mother to the Slayers who came after Buffy and best friend to Spike. She had saved him from himself countless times over the years and now she was leaving
him too. She passed away quietly in the middle of the night with Spike holding her hand and telling her stories about the good old days when all of her friends had been alive and young. He felt her soul leave her body and he continued to hold her hand through the night intending to meet the dawn at her side.

Buffy knew it was time to act. There was no one to left to save
him this time.

"Spike wake up."

The Vampire jolted awake still holding Willow's hand though it had grown cold. He had heard Buffy's voice, he knew it. Then he saw her. She looked just as she had in his dream all those years ago.

"Buffy," he cried desperately, "Love, is it you?"

"Yes Spike, I have something to tell you and you have to listen."

"Buffy, I can't go on. Red's gone and so is everyone else. Every part of you is gone and everything that was ever good in my life. I just want oblivion, to be free from this constant pain."

"Spike do not seek death or you will lose me forever."

"I've already lost you forever. I just want to stop the pain."

"Spike, even vampires have an appointed time to die. This is not your time. Do you remember the dream you had of me all those years ago? You already made the ultimate sacrifice by letting me go. If you continue to fight the good fight we can be together in heaven forever. I told you something might happen to make you reconsider wanting to regain your soul and be
admitted to heaven. I still love you Spike. I will be watching over you everyday just as I have since the day I died and when your time comes we can be together."

"Buffy I don't think I can."

"I know you can. I love you Spike please don't leave me here alone forever."

With that she was gone. She had been pulled away from him. That was all she was allowed to say. It was enough. Spike woke from his dream. He was weary of life but he found the strength in her words to kiss Willow's forehead and walk out into the night to hide from the sun one more time.

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