"You just don't know that I did notice, and I did care." Maybe there was a time when she didn't, but there was a mutual need. There was always a reason that she wouldn't kill him.
Her hand swept for his but she missed as he headed up the stairs. "Spike, are you sure this is a good idea. I'm starting to have flashbacks." She remembered sitting on a bus, thinking about him and then looking into the crater later. Giles was talking about Cleveland, but she had wanted a normal life. Now she could only follow him and hope he knew what he was doing.