Coda
Willow had, as predicted, found a way to break the curse by lunch the next day.� At midnight, Spike was cured.� By morning, Xander had learned Spike was a very, very good lover, indeed.
Spike had chosen not to go anywhere.� He wanted to see where this thing with Xander would lead.� He always had been a glutton for punishment.� He would miss the sun, anyway.
A century later, Angel smirked at the couple when they arrived on his doorstep in the middle of a bright, summer day.� �Back again?�
�What can we say, Peaches?� Your beds are soft and your company�s tolerated.�
�And someone missed his 'Daddy'.�� Xander exchanged an electric grin with Spike and, together, they stepped inside.