Rome. I couldn't believe that Buffy had let me stay here in Rome by myself... well, almost by myself. There was Andrew, who was doing the whole 'British watcher' thing even though he wasn't British, and Giles who was actually British and a watcher trying to rebuild the council again. Every now and then they did come to check up on me, see how I was doing, what I was up to, check on my studies. Well Giles checked on my studies and Andrew... well, I think he just liked to hang out, go out clubbing with me. He was good company, goofy as ever, but he had changed so much.
And Buffy? Buffy was actually doing the same old thing that a slayer always does... fighting evil, dusting vamps. She did get a nice little rest from it for a few months. I think we all did. But I guess you can never escape your destiny. Well, Buffy sorta did, but only because she decided to share that destiny with every other potential in the world. Anyway, I digress. The Cleveland hellmouth had been getting a lot more activity than before, and yes, there were many slayers all over the world now, but Buffy and Faith were the main gals the other slayers went to for help when they needed it. And as much as I would have loved to tag along, not, I had made a new life here in Rome. One that I loved.
I was soon to be seventeen and I was in school and by Roman standards I was almost considered an adult, almost. One more year and I would be in total drinking age, not that drinking was good. Drinking was bad... bad, bad, bad, bad! Just ask cave Buffy. Ha! And besides, aside from Buffy, everyone that I really cared about was here in Europe.
Granted, I did miss Buffy a lot, and I got a nice and hefty reminder every month when the phone bill came in. But all in all, things were good here. I was living the life that I never got to live. I was on my own, and though, that had been a little hard to get used to at first, I was okay now.
After Sunnydale, things, everything was brand new, we could finally make a new life for ourselves. And that was something that the Summers sisters never quite had. It had be a tough goodbye, but it was also a new beginning. We had Spike to thank for that, Buffy had once said to me. She didn't really tell me exactly what had happened until after we got to Rome. I had put some of the pieces together seeing as Spike wasn't here and we all were.
I was sad, for a long time, but I was also grateful- thankful. For a long time I had been so angry at Spike for what he had tried to do to Buffy, but that was all in the past, and Buffy had moved on, and so had I. But thanks to him, and all of the girls and people that had lost their lives back in Sunnydale, another apocalypse had been averted. Now the rest of us 'normal' folk could have some semblance of a normal life.
I took a deep breath and looked out into the distance. It was a quiet night for a Friday, but it was a nice little change. Not like I had a ton of things to do, and I could go out dancing. After a few moments I came back in side. I could call a few of my friends and meet them at the club. I walked past the nightstand and realized that I still had not opened the package I had received earlier in the day. I had sorta gotten busy with stuff and just didn't get around to it. But I guess now would be a good time as ever. I sat on my bed and put the package on my lap trying to figure out whom it came from. It had no return address. All it had was the pre-printed label that read: Summers, my address and the words 'fragile' written on it.
I frowned a little and then began to open up the parcel. The package itself wasn't heavy at all and after I had opened it up and looked inside, I came to find a smaller envelope almost submersed inside the colorful packing confetti. I pulled the small envelope out and put the box aside. Then I opened up the envelope and let its contents slide onto my hand. I was puzzled at first but then realized with shock what it was that I was holding. The amulet Spike had worn.
And before I could do anything else, the amulet began to grow hot in my hands and I let it drop on the floor, making and bursting into light. With my eyes wide open I let out a scream. What the hell was this? Some type of sick joke? Suddenly, my scream was matched by another one, not my scream but... Spike? Just like that, from the burst of light Spike had sprouted out, screaming, baffled. I blinked repeatedly thinking that I must be dreaming... but it was real. After the initial shock from the both of us, we just sort of stared at each other for a moment, both of just just as baffled. I didn't know what to say... or do, or anything. So I said the only thing that I could think of, the only thing that came to mind--
"Spike? You're... alive?"