CHAPTER ONE

Buffy quickly drove her wooden stake into the male vampire then watched it turn to dust. "That'll teach you." she muttered to herself, running her bony fingers through her blond hair. She stuck her stake into her pocket of her cashmire jacket and began to walk toward another place of the cemetary. But she quickly felt someone behind her, was it another vampire or was it...Spike. It was Spike.

Buffy exhaled deeply then looked at him while scratching her forehead. "What do you want?" she asked him briefly. "Just wondering what your up to pet." Spike answered. Buffy was confused on that response. "Well obviously I'm slaying and your just being a pain in the ass." Buffy shouted. Spike rolled his eyes, "Sorry...geez don't get your knickers in a twist." He said pulling out a cigarette and a match. He quickly lit up, while sucking in the tobacco.

Buffy rolled her eyes then walked away. "Where are you going?" Spike asked, exhaling the smoke. Buffy continued to walk. "Away from you." She said, then looked back and he was gone. She didn't know why she was being so mean to him, she was just tired and he was a huge pain in the butt sometimes so he deserved that.

When Buffy made her way into the house, she noticed Willow sit on the couch. "Hey." she said hanging up her coat, "where's Tara?" she finished then walked into the livingroom and planted herself beside Willow. Willow sighed, changing through the television channels. "She's out getting something to eat." Buffy was confused, they had food at the house. "Well Will, we have food here why didnt she just eat here?" Buffy muttered. Willow shrugged, zoneing herself out from their conversation. Buffy didn't bother talking to her anymore, she just walked upstairs to her room and read.

While Buffy read her novel, she heard tapping on the window. It sounded like a rock. Buffy popped off her bed and walked over to the window. It was Spike. "What are you doing here?" She called out of her oak window. Spike looked up and smiled. "Just visting" Buffy rolled her eyes and exhaled deeply. "Well company's not welcome at the moment." Buffy said playfully. Spike ran his fingers through his oily blond hair and sighed. "Can I come up?" He asked. What was Buffy going to say, yes...no...hell no! She wasn't sure, but her gut answered her. "Sure..but keep quiet." She responded. About a minute later, he was up in her room sitting on her bed. "So why'd you want to come over?" She asked.

Spike stood up beside her. "Because I can and I need your help." He said. "With what?" She asked putting her hands on her hips. Spike looked at her throat then back at her face. "Well there's this demon that keeps bothering me...uhh.. his name is...Bobathi-cus." He inprovised. Buffy's eyebrow shot toward the sky. "Bobathicus? Never heard of him. What kind of demon is he?" She asked.

"He...can start things on fire." Buffy's eyebrows continued to stay shot up. "with his mind." Spike finished. "With his mind, you've gotta be kidding me." she said then giggled a little in her throat. Spike sighed, now feeling the pressure. He quickly plante his lips on to Buffy. Her eyes widened as wide as they could go. "Wha..aa.." She quickly muttered, then pulled away. "What was that for?" Buffy shouted wiping off her lips. Spike breathed heavily. "Buffy... I love you."