Crossings by Mel Odom

Buffy sat in the passenger seat and stared through the back windshield.

"Maybe we should have waited." Willow suggested.

"No." Buffy said.

"Well I mean, Spike's not really one of us." Willow went on.

"He'll come."

"He might not," Willow insisted, "You weren't in the Alibi long enough to tell him what was going on."

"I told him I needed him." Buffy said.

"Oh," Willow said. She nodded in support though she didn't completely feel it, "Telling him you needed him was probably all he needed to know."

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