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Zarrah
Rating: NC-17 for Language/violence and sexual situations in later chapter's.
Disclaimer: Belong to Joss...not me
Summary: *Sequel to Lover's Walk*...Future...Year 2034....Eleven years after Buffy's death, Spike is living in LA helping Angel fight the good fight. How will he react when he comes face to face with ghost's from his past.
A/N...(This is 'NOT' a Buffy/Spike fic..you have been warned!) Also, this 'is' a sequel, so the story will make no sense what so ever if you don't read "Lover's Walk" first.
Ravyn listened as Spike walked away from her door. The big grin on her face was slowly fading as she walked across the room. Her head was spinning at the fact that he had asked her out on a date. 'A real date'. Something they had totally skipped the first time. Maybe taking things one step at a time would be the best way, this time around.
Ravyn slowly came to a stop when she realized what she was doing. She was getting sucked back into the painful world of heartache. Just like she had the first time. No rhyme or reason for it, just because it was him. The way he made her feel was something even she couldn't explain and even though Buffy was no longer in the equation, she still had her ghost to contend with and the 'revelation' she had come to after seeing the two of them in Sunnydale after she had escaped Trull.
As she heard his motorcycle, she walked to the window and peaked out. She saw him look up at her window before he drove off. How could she subject her heart to this again? Would things be different now? Had enough time passed for him to really see her this time or would she fall right back into the same trap and take whatever he offered her?
Sighing lightly, Ravyn let the curtain fall shut before walking over to the bed. As she sat down she looked around her room, before falling back on the bed. *What are you doing to yourself?* she asked herself. *He's only going to break your heart again.*
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"Yes Angel, I am well aware of that, but we 'have' to get that fifth piece." Rob said as he followed Angel into the kitchen. "If she knows where the last two pieces are, then we need to get moving and fast."
Angel looked up at Rob briefly before setting his mug in the microwave. "Rob, you're not telling me anything I don't already know. I just don't think we should rush in there unprepared."
"We won't be. If the fifth piece is here in LA, we need to concentrate on getting that one first. Then, we can plan a trip to Brazil."
Angel picked up his mug and studied it for a minute before looking over at Rob. "Find out where the piece here is, and I'll see what I can do about Brazil. I still don't think going after that piece is necessary if we have one piece already. He can't do anything without it."
"Yes, but what if he finds her, what if he gets the piece we have? Then what?"
Angel gave Rob a long look before walking out of the kitchen. *He won't*
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Ravyn zipped up her jeans and grabbed her shirt. She had been almost excited about Spike coming back and dreading it all the same. She wanted this...more than anything, but only if it were real this time. As she brushed her hair, she heard the loud roar of his bike and smiled as she stood and headed downstairs.
Spike walked in just as she made it to the bottom of the steps.
"Hey" he said to her smiling as he took in her bouncy step.
"Hey Spike." Ravyn said grinning as she passed by him, heading through the lobby.
"Someone's in a good mood" he said as he looked at her.
"Well, that's because I...have a date!" she told him grinning madly.
Spike's smile fell as he looked at her. He had been looking forward to spending time with her without everyone else being around. Now she had made plans without him.
Smiling slightly at her he stuck his hands in his pockets and looked around the lobby before looking back over at her.
"So, a date is it?"
"Yeah, last minute decision." she told him as she left a quick note on Dawn's desk telling her where she had went.
"So, who's the lucky guy?" he asked, a little more defensively than he had intended.
Ravyn turned and looked at him. "Just this guy I know. You'd probably like him. He's 'cute'....." she said grinning at him, "and thinks highly of himself...."
"Sounds like a real winner." Spike cut her off sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
Ravyn walked over to stand in front of him. "You're not jealous are you?" she asked him.
Spike fidgeted around for a minute before looking down at her. "Maybe"
Ravyn smiled big at him. "Glad to hear it" she said to him, loving the look on his face, "now......where you taking me?"
Spike leaned his head to the side slightly and looked at her. He could see the mischief in her eyes and grinned when he realized she had just played him....again....and he fell for it.
"You're not nearly as funny as you think you are." he said, smiling at her.
"No, but I can't resists those 'cute' faces you make." she told him giggling.
Spike growled softly at her. "I'm not cute." he said, trying to sound mad, only failing miserable as she looked up at him.
"Yes you are." Ravyn said as she took his arm and led them to the door. "So, where we going?" she asked as he opened the door for her.
"Where ever you want to go."
"How about back to the beach...didn't get a very good look last time." she said smiling.
Spike smiled back at her. "The beach it is."
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Angel watched as they left from behind his half closed office door. He sighed heavily before shutting the door and walking back over to his desk. He knew he didn't have any chance with her, but it still didn't stop him from wanting her.
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Ravyn stepped out onto the curb in front of the hotel and watched as Spike walked over to the motorcycle. She then realized....that 'that' was what he was driving...and 'that's' what she was going to have to ride. "Um....do you not have a car?" she asked as he sat down.
Spike looked up at her and grinned. "Nope...this is all I have, now come on." he said, patting the seat behind him.
Ravyn looked down the street before looking back over at him. "Can't you borrow one of the guy's cars?"
Spike cocked his head to the side and looked at her hard. "Why?'
"Well, it just...those things are dangerous" she said pointing to the bike.
Spike chuckled at her. "You're not scared to ride a motorcycle are you?"
Ravyn crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at him. "Do you know how many people 'die' riding those things?"
Spike had to laugh at that. "Ravyn...you're already dead! Now get your ass over here."
Ravyn watched him for a minute before she let her hands fall to her side. "Nope...changed my mind" she said quickly as she turned and headed back for the hotel. "Ask me again when you get a car." she told him, looking back over her shoulder.
Spike jumped off the motorcycle and grabbed her arm just as she reached for the door. "I'm not going to wreck." he said quietly, smiling at her.
Ravyn looked up at him and he could see the fear in her eyes. She looked back over at the bike briefly before looking back at him. "Promise?" she asked with a shaky voice.
Spike smiled big at her. "Yeah, I promise. Won't even go fast."
Ravyn smiled weakly at him before giving him a nod and turning back towards the bike. As she watched Spike climb on the bike, she had a sudden urge to run.....very fast. Motorcycles scared her to death..or deader. She had never been on one and never had any intentions of doing so.
Giving Spike another look, she stepped forward and threw her leg across the seat. Spike grinned at her as she scooted around, trying to get comfortable.
"Put you feet there." he told her pointing down to the foot rest.
Ravyn looked down and saw where he was pointing. She could feel her insides quivering as her fear was staring to escalate into an enormous tidal wave. Placing her feet where he had told her to, she looked back up at him. "If you kill me deader on this thing...I'm gonna haunt you for all eternity." she told him, her voice shaky and unsure.
Spike grinned at her over his shoulder. "I think I can live with that." he told her as he reached behind him and grabbed her arms and placed them around his waist. "Now hold on."
Spike started the engine and he felt Ravyn go stiff behind him. He grinned to himself and looked back at her over his shoulder. "You ready?"
"No"
Spike chuckled at her. "Just hold on tight and you'll be fine."
Ravyn bent her head down and closed her eyes tightly as they started to move. She hadn't had the urge to throw up since being vamped....*first time for everything* she thought as they took the first curve, heading for Spike's beach house.
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The ride back to the beach house was long as Spike drove extremely slow. He knew Ravyn was scared and didn't want to freak her out more than she already was. Not that he was complaining. She had a firm grip on him and he liked it. It had been way to long since he had had any physical contact with anyone...well, other than the occasional one night stand...but those didn't count.
As they neared the ocean, he felt Ravyn lift her head. She had had it buried the whole ride over in his back. As she looked up she was amazed at how pretty the area was. There were stars everywhere and the moon was full and looked as if it lit up the world. She inhaled deeply and could smell the ocean. She smiled as she shut her eyes and laid her cheek against Spike's back. She loved the way the air smelled as it breezed over her...and more importantly...she loved the way Spike felt.
Holding him a little tighter, she let herself enjoy the feel of him and smiled. After thirty-two years of being separated from him...she realized that no amount of time could ever change what she felt......she was 'still' in love with him.
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Spike pulled down his drive and stopped the bike. Killing the engine he glanced over his shoulder at Ravyn. "See, made it in one piece."
"So I see." she said as she sat up and looked at him.
Spike just looked at her for a minute before smiling and removing the key. Ravyn swung her leg and stood up, glad to finally be off that death trap.
"So, what happened to your car?" she asked, curious.
"She finally laid down on me." he told her as he got off the bike. "Had that car forever, bout killed me having to let it go."
Ravyn chuckled at him. "Well, why didn't you just buy another one?"
"Well, got use to the bike....more fun to drive anyway." he said grinning as they started walking towards the house.
Ravyn walked up onto the back deck and heard the roar of the ocean. "I love that sound." she said more to herself than to Spike. "Feel's like...home."
Spike stopped and watched her as she stood by the banister and stared out at the ocean. She had the look of pure bliss on her face. He had never seen anything like it.
"You really love it don't you?" he asked her quietly.
Ravyn turned her head to look at him smiling. "Yeah. Can't even begin to tell you how much I've missed it."
"When's the last time you saw it?"
Ravyn shook her head slightly. "A long time....twenty-eight..twenty-nine years.....can't really remember." she told him sadly. "Trull had us living on some no name little island a few years after we left Sunnydale. I was allowed to go as I pleased there, as long as someone was with me. Once he realized how much I enjoyed the beach...he took it away from me. Kept me locked up after that."
Spike smiled sadly at her as she turned her attention back to the ocean. He knew she had missed out on alot and he planned on giving it all back to her. Stepping up to her, he took hold of her arm and smiled. "Come on.....can see it better from down there." he said as he led her to the steps.
Ravyn walked with Spike down the path to the ocean. As they walked down the couple steps leading from the path, she smiled as she stopped and took off her shoes.
Spike grinned at her as she stepped off into the sand and walked out to the water. He just stayed behind and watched her.
Ravyn inhaled deeply as she stepped to the water's edge. Bending down, she pulled her pants legs up as far as they would go and walked forward. As the cool water hit her feet, she smiled and had the urge to strip and jump right in. *Maybe later* she thought with a grin.
Turning, she looked back at Spike who was still standing on the steps. "Aren't you coming?" she yelled out to him.
Spike smiled and started walking towards her, watching her shake her head at him the whole time. As he approached her, she smiled up at him. "What kind of a person walks out onto a beach with their shoes on?"
"The kind who didn't take them off." he told her grinning.
"Well, take them off." she said looking at him.
"Why? Don't plan on getting in the water."
"Do you always walk out here with your shoes on?" she asked as he stubbornly stood there, making no effort to remove his shoes.
"Can't say that I've ever came out here."
Ravyn looked at him, her eyes a little wide. "You never come out here? Why not?"
Spike shrugged his shoulder a little. "No reason to."
"Why in the world would you buy a beach house if you had no intentions of coming out to the beach?"
Spike bent his head a little before looking at her. He gave her a little smile before answering her. "It reminded me of you." he told her softly.
Ravyn just stood there staring at him, no emotion showing on her face. He was looking at her like he was seeing her for the first time. She almost felt like crying and running all at the same time. A slow smile played on her lips as she realized...he never forgot her.
"Everytime I look out here...I see you. There hasn't been a day since that warehouse fire that I haven't thought about you." he told her. "You've always been with me."
Ravyn wasn't fast enough to catch the tear that spilled from her eye as she looked at him. All those years she spent agonizing over the thought's of him moving on with his life, never giving her a second thought, were for nothing. He never forgot.
Spike smiled at her and reached up, brushing her tear away. "Didn't actually think I'd forget about you...did you?" he asked her.
Ravyn smiled as she looked at him. "Yeah, actually I did." she said quietly.
Spike shook his head at her. "Not bloody likely. If you weren't here, I'd still be thinking about you."
Ravyn brushed her hair away as the wind caught it and wiped at the tears on her face, "See, now you've went and made me cry like some whiny girl." she said grinning.
Spike laughed softly at her. "S'alright pet. Don't mind you being a whiny girl."
"Yeah, well...don't much remember how to be anything other than that. Haven't been in a good fight in....oh, I'd say...close to thirty years." she said laughing at her own misfortune.
"Is'at right?" Spike asked her grinning. "If I remember correctly you owe me a good whipping....guess it's bout time you collected."
Ravyn chuckled at him. "Yes, and I also remember you saying something about 'foreplay'."
"Nothin wrong with that."
Ravyn just smiled bigger at him and shook her head. "You're still a moron." she said as she turned and started walking away from him.
*Still your moron* Spike thought grinning as he started following her.
As he caught up with her, she looked down at his feet. "You can't walk on the beach with shoes on Spike."
"Why's that?"
"Cause it's....un-American." she said laughing as they continued to walk.
"Newsflash...I'm NOT American."
"You've been here long enough to be an American by default. Get with the program." she told him, grinning.
"Never liked playing by the rules, to much fun to make 'em up as I went."
"So I see." Ravyn said smiling.
Spike and Ravyn walked silently for a while, glancing over at each other occasionally. It was still so surreal to have the other one there. Neither ever thought they'd be in this place again.
"So, did they stop making hair bleach, or did you just finally get tired of all the maintenance?" Ravyn asked as she looked up at Spike's hair smiling.
Spike grinned over at her and ran a hand through his dark blonde locks. "Well actually...I lost a bet to the nibblet."
Ravyn chuckled softly. "Lost a bet?"
"Yep....haven't bleached it in over twenty years."
Ravyn studied him for a minute, taking in the color and the way it curled slightly on top. It was his 'bed' hair she had always remembered. She always thought it looked much better that way than straight back. More natural. Made him look 'softer', not the 'bad ass' big bad he always liked playing at. She knew that really wasn't who he was. She could always see through him.
"I like it" she told him, "It suits you."
Spike looked over at her and continued smiling.
"So, what was the bet?"
Spike wasn't sure if it was safe to mention Buffy's name around her so he fidgeted around a little until she realized why he wasn't speaking.
"You can say her name. I'm not gonna go all psycho on you." Ravyn told him quietly.
Spike looked over at her and could tell she meant it. He gave her a small smile before he began to tell her the 'stupid' bet he had lost.
"Well....," he started, grinning as he did, "Kinda stupid really...Buffy was always after me to stop smoking, so nibblet bet me I couldn't go a whole month without one. Was actually doing pretty good till that annoying whelp decided to have a little go at me and see 'how far you can push Spike till he blows his top'." he told her smiling. "Lot of arguments over the bickering between me and that git, but anyways, knowing I could hit him and NOT get a migraine, knowing damn well Buffy'd have my head in a vice if I ever did, he just kept giving more than I could take. Snuck out, went back to the crypt where I hid my stash....and she caught me."
"You stopped bleaching your hair over a cigarette?...Now that is stupid." Ravyn said laughing.
"Yeah, well...told ya it was."
"So, did you have to not 'ever' bleach it back?"
"No.....Buffy liked it, so I left it." he said quietly.
Ravyn shook her head a little as they continued walking. "So, you were happy with her?" she asked him quietly.
Spike stopped walking and turned to face her. "Ravyn, I know how you felt about her and...."
"And I'd hate to think you spent that last thirty years of your life as miserable as I've been. The only reason I didn't like her was.....because she was the one thing that stood in-between me and you." Ravyn told him, walking closer to him.
Spike smiled at her. "Well, in that case...yeah, I was."
As much as it hurt for her to hear it...she really was happy for him. All she ever wanted was for him to be happy and if that Slayer was what did that...then how could she really complain.
Ravyn smiled at him, a genuine smile, happy in the knowledge that he had finally had a chance to know what it felt like to love his Slayer and have his love returned. Reaching out, Ravyn took his hand in her's and turned, walking back towards the beach house.
"So, tell me about your life while I was gone. Even the Buffy parts."
Spike felt relieved that she wasn't being defensive about Buffy and gripped her hand a little tighter as they continued to walk. "Well...where should I start?"
"The beginning."
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Ravyn and Spike were sitting on the beach, staring out at the ocean as the waves gently rolled in. He had been talking for close to an hour, telling her everything that had happened to him since she had been gone. She couldn't believe how much had changed. Or how much he had changed.
He was still Spike, but the Spike she knew was hiding under this new man she saw. This man was gentle, caring and concerned for other's feeling. Not that she didn't think he was always like that, but he never openly admitted to it before. He always kept that side of him to himself, never letting it out much.
Leaning back and propping herself up on her hands, Ravyn stretched her legs out and looked up into the night sky.
"Am I boring you?" Spike asked as he saw her looking straight up.
"No, why?" she asked, looking over at him.
Spike smiled as he watched her. The full moon lit up everything, even her. She was almost shining, and he could almost see the girl from the photo of her in sunlight.
"Do I look bored?" she asked when he didn't answer her.
Ravyn just watched him as he stared at her. She sat up and dusted her hands off. "What?" she asked as he continued to stare at her. "You're freakin me out." she told him smiling.
"Just don't ever remember you being this beautiful is all." Spike told her softly.
Ravyn cast her eyes downward. How he always made her feel like a shy school girl, she would never figure out. Looking back up at him, she gave him a little smile.
"I think your eyes are just playing tricks on you in your old age...you're what two-hundred by now?" she said jokingly.
Spike chuckled at her, "NO...I'm not two-hundred." he said as he watched her smile get bigger. "I'm only a hundred fifty." he lied.
Ravyn laughed. "Yeah, blind AND can't add."
"Well, math skills might not be what they use to be, but my eyesight is still the same."
There it was again. That little jittery feeling. Just the way he was looking at her made her want to run and laugh, scream and hide, all at the same time.
"See, there you go not looking at me again." Spike said still smiling at her. "Thought we got past that."
Ravyn pushed her hair away from her face. The wind was picking up a little and had it everywhere. "Yeah, well...that was a long time ago." she said quietly, still not looking up at him.
Spike leaned back and propped himself up on his hand and lifted her head with the other. Smiling as her eyes finally met his. "Now, don't look away." he said grinning.
Ravyn looked him straight in the eyes. They were so blue, almost the color of the sky she remembered seeing when the sun was shining, lighting the world she use to love so much. Her stomach was twisting in knots as she stared at him. She had to force herself 'not' to look away. All those old feelings she had buried for him for so many years, came flooding back.
Spike watched her. He could tell she was having to force herself not to look away. He never could figure out why she had trouble looking at him. As he looked into her eyes, he slowly saw the one thing that had always been there. Shining in her eyes, just for him.
*come on girl..don't cry* she kept repeating to herself over and over. She could feel the tears stinging at her eyes as she sat there, eyes fixed on Spike. She knew he could see it. He always did before. Just one look into her eyes and he was always able to tell what she felt, and now...he'd know.
As the first tear fell, she could see the realization of her feelings for him reflect on his face. He knew. After all this time, she still loved him...if not more now than she did before.
Spike moved his hand from under her chin and wiped at the tear that fell down her cheek. He left his hand on the side of her face, lightly rubbing his thumb over it as he continued looking at her.
Leaning in, Spike pulled her forward and continued looking at her as their lips were mere inches apart. Lightly touching his lips to hers, he closed his eyes as the softness of her took hold of his senses.
Pulling back slightly, he opened his eyes and looked at her. More tears were rolling down her face and he could feel her breath coming in shallow pants over his lips.
"I missed you" he told her softly, his lips once again moving to her's.
Ravyn felt like she was going to fall to dust, right then and there. She couldn't stop her tears from falling as Spike's word's played against her lips. Moving in, she returned his small kiss, moving her lips against his, closing her eyes as she did.
It felt like heaven. A place she had never known, but was sure 'this' is what it felt like being there.
Spike moved his lips, covering hers as he held her head closer to him. As she returned the kiss, he extended his tongue, licking her lips softly, waiting for her to signal his entrance. As her lips parted, he ventured in, wanting to taste everything she was and everything he had missed.
Ravyn moaned slightly as his tongue entered her mouth, it dancing slowly with her own.
Spike sat up, pulling the arm he had been propping up on around her waist. He wanted to feel her in his arms again. She was soft and small, almost breakable.
Ravyn felt his arm go around her and knew 'this' was her favorite place on earth. Not at the ocean or in some exotic location. But in his arms.
As the kiss slowly intensified, Ravyn lifted her arms, wrapping them tightly around his neck, holding on to assure her, he was there...really there.
Soft moans were heard from both as tongues and lips danced and nipped with the soft flesh of the other. Spike held the back of Ravyn's head tightly to him as the arm around her waist tightened it's grip.
They were both almost breathless and panting for unneeded air as thirty years of need for each other came crashing threw, drowning out the sounds of the waves crashing along the shore line in front of them. The whole world had vanished, leaving nothing behind but them, and all the emotions they had both been holding in since that night.
As the kiss slowly ended, they pulled apart reluctantly, lips still lightly touching. Spike opened his eyes and smiled. "That was worth the wait." he said softly against her lips, trying to catch his breath.
Ravyn smiled back at him. "Yeah, but let's not wait that long again." she said as she moved in, giving him another small kiss.
Laying his forehead against hers, Spike smiled as he looked at her. "Yeah, let's not."
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