AN: This takes place during the second season of Buffy, kk??? PLS READ & REVIEW. Also, this is for adults, so anyone under 18 shouldn't read and if you don't like it, DON"T READ IT!!!!!!

Buffy sighed. Now that Angel was evil, she didn't know what to do. He had made sweet love to her, and in the process gained true happiness, losing his soul in the process. Already Jenny Calendar was dead, and who knows what was next? He was teaming up with Spike and Drusilla, and had already attempted to kill all of humanity with the Judge...

She shook her head and tried to resolve herself to knowing she would have to kill him, someday. She loved him so much, but the man he was was gone. He was nothing but a filthy vampire, a creature to be staked and turned to dust.

Her evening patrols were actually now sort of scary. He was too good in a fight, and while she can take him one on one, he was always surrounded with flunkies. Who knows when he would get that lucky shot in? As she walked the streets, she kept peering around bushes, keeping her senses alert to any possibilities of ambushes nearby.

She was about to head home for the night when a noise alerted her to someone else's presence. Girding herself, she leaped forward brandishing her steak... only to encounter Spike, and NOT in a wheelchair! She didn't know how he was healed, but he was fair game now!

She lunged at him, and he caught her arm and threw her against a tree. "Now, now, slayer," he said with his sexy British accent. "I wasn't coming here for foreplay."

"Stuff it, Spike!" She jumped to her feet and threw a punch at him. He blocked and threw one back, but only half-heartedly it seemed.

"No, seriously!" he said, ducking another one of her blows. "I came here to warn you!"

Buffy spun around, trying to land a kick on him as their fight spilled over into the playground nearby. He dodged, ducking down and leg sweeping her, knocking her to the ground. He wasted no time in pinning her to the ground. "Listen, Slayer!" he said, his vamp face returning to normal, showing his brilliant blue eyes. "It's about Angel--he's trying to destroy the world."

She bucked underneath him, grunting, "Tell me something I don't know." She remembered the Judge all too well.

"No, you don't, hey listen--!" he yelled as she threw him off of her and kipupped to her feet again. He rolled and landed on his own. "He and Drusilla are planning something, and I want you to take care of--" He grunted as she hit him solidly on the chin, blood spraying from his mouth. He wiped his chin, "Trying to do a girl a favor..."

"I don't need any favors from you, Spike," Buffy spat as she brandished her steak again. "You and Drusilla should get out while the gettin's good!"

"That's what I'm bloody well trying to do," he said, making a gesture of peace. "I just want to take her and get out of here before Angel sends us all to hell!"

She lowered her steak, staring at him warily. "Spill."

"Listen, he's planning something with this demon statue... Decathla, I think it was," Spike said. "All he needs is the blood of someone, and it'll be done. I just wanna take Dru and go."

"What's stopping you?"

"With his high and poufy around, Dru's been all... magnetic, sticking to him like glue," he explained. "If you can get in there and distract him, I'll take Dru off your hands, splitting their forces. Deal?"

"How can I trust you?" Buffy said, eyeing him warily.

"I could have jumped you just now, but I didn't." He made a peace sign again, "God's honest truth." He couldn't help but to stare at her a bit as she tried to decide whether or not to trust him. They were enemies, sure, and she always put up a good scrape like he liked in a woman. No one could dish it out like her. "Come, love."

"I'm not your love, you bleach blonde sorry excuse for a vampire," she said, tossing her own blonde locks over her shoulder. "Where's Angel at?"

"Mansion on the hill, easy to find." He licked his lips. "Truce?"

"Truce. For now."

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