Disclaimer: Yes I own Buffy I own all!! WHACK# #OW! #)… okay I own nothing

Rating: M

Warnings: There will be adult language aplenty in this fic (and possible sexual content I haven't decided yet) so I'm rating it M just in case.

Summary: S4 Giles goes to England for a 'meeting' and someone needs to look after Spike..we all know who it's going to be. SPUFFY.

"Giles please tell me you're not suggesting what I'd have to kill you for suggesting?"

Buffy seethed, eyes narrowed on the trembling watcher.

"Well…that is to say I…"

The venomous look his slayer was giving him left no doubt in Giles' mind that if looks could kill he'd already be buried.

"It's only one weekend Buffy"

"IT'S NOT THE TIME IT'S WHO MY WATCHER WANTS ME TO SPEND IT VAMPSITTING!"

Giles had a hard time coping with the furious tones the slayer was using and even his inner ripper had recoiled in fright.

Summing up the courage to face this slayer on this day seemed to require more of a willingness to surrender limbs to the blonde girl, on an anger-fuelled warpath, than actual bravery.

"OI I don't need a soddin babysitter watcher I can take care of meself!"

Declared the affronted vamp in question, currently tied to a chair in the living room.

"Shut up spike"

Buffy growled as she flopped onto the sofa

Glad his charge's fury was aimed at someone else Giles sat down next to her and allowed himself a chance to vent some of his frustrations while he risked life and limb once again.

"Yes do shut up spike, I don't doubt that you can take care of yourself but unfortunately I can't say the same for the unsuspecting citizens of Sunnydale"

And in lower tones only the vamp could hear

"Or my good scotch"

The vampire grinned at this.

"Can't blame me for your piss poor hiding skills watcher, besides I only had a bit"

"A BIT?!"

The watcher roared, startling the blonde slayer who was currently trying to stake spike by sheer force of will.

"You drank four bottles of my best scotch!!"

Another shit eating grin from the vampire.

"When I came home you were dancing naked on my sofa and singing 'God Save The Queen' wearing nothing but my guitar!"

At hearing this, the blonde slayer squealed and jumped off the sofa, wiping vampire cooties off of her clothes.

"EW EW EW Naked Spike Parts!"

She turned her anger once again directed to her watcher

"You couldn't have told me your couch was infected before I sat down?"

"Oh come off it slayer"

Spike grinned turned towards her in the chair and thrust his hips.

"You've always wanted to see my parts"

"YOU'RE SO DEAD"

She screamed advancing on him and spike wasn't the only one who noticed that she didn't deny it…

# so what do you think? Please review… I haven't decided whether I want this to be a Spuffy relationship or just a friendship, all opinions will be considered#