A/N: Well the end is here. It's not very long but i hope you like it. Please review.

Chapter 15

Epilogue

Graduation Day

Buffy smiled as she collected her diploma. Spike could be heard cheering as she made her way across the platform. She looked out into the audience, and he smile brightened some more. Spike, Giles and Xander all sat grinning. Willow sat with the other garaduates, also smiling happily. She stood up to hug Buffy as she returned to her seat. It had been an exciting couple of months.

When they got home after spring break, Tara had moved her stuff out. Buffy spoke to her sometimes, but mostly they didn't see her. They had left Sunnydale with the agreement that their boyfriends would come and visit every weekend. And they had. Both couples had grown closer and closer and now they were more in love than ever. As the graduating class was congratulated, Buffy and Willow ran to find the men they loved.

Spike scooped Buffy up in his arms as soon as she reached him, smothering her face in kisses.

"Congratulations baby"

"Thank you" she replied sweetly, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

Spike wrapped his arms around her as they turned to Willow and Xander who were lost in a kiss. Spike cleared is throat, but he was ignored. So, he hit Xander playfully in the arm, making sure he got his attention.

"Congratulations Red"

"Thanks Spike" Willow beamed

"So, what have you two brought for your fabulous girlfriends?" Buffy asked

"A truck" Xander said matter of factly

"No fair" Buffy grumbled

"What don't you wanna come to Sunnydale anymore. Snuggle up with me tonight, in a nice warm bed. Maybe do something other than snuggle" he purred, sending shivers down Buffy's back. She nodded; not entirely trusting her voice. Spike grinned wolfishly

"Let's go then" he took her hand and led her to the car.

Spike and Xander lugged boxes from Buffy and Willow's apartment, Giles, Buffy and Willow stood 'supervising'. Every so often one of the guys would complain, but they would be hushed up by a kiss by their significant others and went right back to work. They were whipped. And they wouldn't have it any other way. The decision that Buffy would move to Sunnydale also was made almost immediately after that last night in Sunnydale. She wanted to be with Spike and she would do what it took. She was going to be doing some freelance work in LA, so that was ok. Willow was going to work in the Magic Box.

Buffy had been afraid that Anya's death would destroy Willow and Xander's relationship, if anything it made it stronger. Because Xander needed Willow. Because, he had love Anya and he still cared, and her death had made Willow and Xander realise that life was too short, and they wouldn't lose each other. Her funeral had been a small affair. She didn't have any family so there were only her friends from Sunnydale, Giles, Spike, Willow, Buffy and Xander. Tara had also come for the funeral. That was the last time Willow saw her. It was a sad day when they buried her, but she looked at peace.

"Hey, are either of you two going to help?" Spike yelled from the truck

Buffy and Willow looked each other and grinned "Nope" the replied together before bursting out in laughter

"You two are so lazy" Xander grumbled

"Oh stop complaining" Willow chided.

Buffy and Willow got started chatting as Giles decided to go help the other men

"So Wills, looking forward to living in Sunnydale?"

"Yep, and it's even more great that we'll still be living together" she replied

After Anya died, Xander and Spike became friends, Xander moved into Spike's spare room. And that is where all four of them would be living.

"I know. And i'm really excited, it's going to be so great" she gushed

"It really is" Willow agreed.

Two hours later, everything was in the truck. Giles was driving it back to Sunnydale with Willow and Xander with him. Buffy was driving back in Spike's car. They said their goodbyes for the moment. Buffy slid in next to Spike and watched the truck drive away. Thirty minutes into the drive Buffy pulled something fromm her pocket

"What's that?" Spike asked

Buffy showed it to him

"How did you get that?"

"I stole it again, that day you helped me with my assignment. It was still on the coffee table" she admitted

Spike rolled his eyes "So, what you gonna do with it?"

Buffy smirked, rolled down the window and put her arm out, letting go of the piece of paper and watched it float away

"Hey" he protested "that's my poem"

"Yeah, but you're my poet"

Spike smiled, understanding exactly what she meant. She moved closer to him leaning her head on his shoulder. That poem was his past. This drive was to their future.