Buffy moved down the stairs making a small clicking noise with each step. She had a bowl of water with a rag floating inside of it held firmly in both hands. She rolled her eyes and sighed as she saw the limp figure of her past lover chained to the wall. She moved over closer to him, she set down her bowl and kneeled next to his face. Buffy picked up the rag and rang it out then took it to the side of his lips and began to clean the dried blood that was on it. She had almost finished when he stirred and opened his icy blue eyes to stare at her. When he woke up Buffy picked up her rag set it in the bowl and carried it over to a rusty old sink that was in the basement. Spike wrapped his arms around the chains and pulled himself up into a more comfortable sitting position.

"Did I…did I hurt anybody." He asked, a tired look on his face.

Buffy moved to stand in front of him and crossed her arms. "You took a good bite out of Andrew."

Spike flinched at the harsh tone in her voice and looked at her in puzzlement. "Who?"

Buffy looked at the ground. "Tuckers brother."

Spike sighed. "Oh…" Spike looked up at her. "Buffy I don't know why…."

"We think we do….We think you have a trigger, something is setting you off making you do things….taking control over you." Spike eyebrows scrunched and released as he came to a conclusion. He moved his face to look up at her again.

"Buffy you have to kill me." He said demandingly.

"No…we can keep you down here…locked up if we have to" She said moving closer to him.

Spike slammed his arms against the walls making Buffy jump a little as he pulled himself to stand up. "Do you have any idea of what I am capable of." He said.

"I saw what you did in the cellar." She said in a softer tone then before.

Spike scoffed, "The people in that cellar got off easy, you have never seen what I am capable of."

"I fought you before…" She said staring into his eyes.

Spike shook his head, "No, you got off easy too." He began to pace back and forth. "Why can't you just do it Buffy? Get rid of me, after everything I have done to you and the people around you. It's not because you love me…I know that now."

"How can you ask me that?" She said sharply. "Spike I have never let many people in, never let them see me upset. I hide behind a mask, I can't show when I'm scared or hurt. Because I'm the slayer and it's my job to be tough, but you have seen me cry and hurt….I did….things with you that I'm not proud of…but they did happen. So if you wonder why I cant 'off' you…its not because I'm in love with you…it's… it's because for some odd reason your in here.." She said placing a hand gently over her heart. "You do mean something to me Spike…your not someone I could just kill…." Buffy's eyes were glazed over and she could feel herself nearing tears, Spike just stood and stared at her.

"Buffy…" Spike started.

"I…I gotta go check on Dawn…" She said, before turning around and running up the stairs.

Spike growled in frustration then he sat on his cot and stared at the ceiling and whispered "Sodding slayer…"

A/N: Hey! New story, had the idea and didn't want to let it slip my mind but tell me what ya think or what you want to happen!