The vampire on top of Spike disappeared in a cloud of dust, and Buffy’s stake now pressed against his heart. He lay perfectly still while he waited to see what the Slayer would do. Their truce against Angelus was really the only thing that was stopping them from killing each other. She had the advantage. If she wanted him dead now would be the time to dispatch him without harm to herself.

Buffy rose to her feet, held out her hand, and waited.

Spike grabbed the Slayer’s hand, wondering what she was thinking. Maybe he wouldn’t kill this one after all.
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