Learning to live is a lot harder than learning to die. And just when Buffy masters one, she learns she's a novice at the other.

"There's nothing tender about the night." Buffy is not the slightest bit in love with easeful death.

The world is remade in shades of scarlet and midnight, and all that's left is each other.

They've always been able to bring out the extremes in each other, and even now, with two continents, an ocean, and an apparent death separating them, they still do.

Because somehow she always knew that if she could find her way back here, he would find his way to her.

"Can you tell me, is this love that I'm seeing?" One by one, the people in Buffy and Spike's lives try to add up the obvious.