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This fiction is rated M for language, suggestive themes, and sexual content.

Chapter One: On the Streets

Jack was frantically searching the streets, I have to find it, jack thought to him self. The streets of London were quiet and clear, World War II had made sure of that.

His eyes fan over every nook and cranny visible on the streets, sidewalks, and alley ways.

If he didn't find what he was in desperate search of, the entire world would be crumbling in a matter of days.

What irksome thought that sent shivers down his spine was that of someone trying to pawn it. If that happened, all hell would break loose. Turning to his left, Jack saw a shadow in an alley, a man and a woman. The two were caught up in a tight embrace.

Been a while since, I've been in one of those, Jack chuckled to himself and started to cross the street. The lost treasure had to be found.

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Spike's bite started to lighten. The woman's pulse had long since faded and she was getting to be cold.

He pulled away letting the lifeless body fall to the floor, small blood droplets lingered on the fresh bite wound. It had only been a few minutes earlier when he had followed the now deceased woman into the alley. She had been getting food for her children. Children that would be going hungry and doing so without a mother.

Two bloody birds with one stone, Spike was pleased with the kill.

He looked at her corpse and grinned, "Thanks, love. Compliments to the chef." Her body had made a thud when it hit the dirt. Spike enjoyed the sound immensely. It was definitely in his top five, next to scream and crack.

He stepped over the body and left it to be found in the morning while using his thumb to wipe the blood left on his bottom lip. Spike lifted his gaze to a man stepping across the cobblestone street. He had already eaten, but his blood lust began to rise.

In a matter of seconds, Spike was behind the military clad man, "Seems to be late to be out in the streets. Dangerous." Spike morphed back into his human visage, "Don't you think, mate?"

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Jack spun around. In front of him was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, "Hello." Jack put his hand between them, "Captain Jack Harkness."

Spike looked strangely at he man, "You're American."

Jack smiled, "Yes. Who are you?"

"English."

He laughed, "No. Your name." Spike cocked an eyebrow.

"Spike." He finally took the man's hand and gave it a firm shake even though Jack or whatever his name was, was supposed to be dead already.

"Surely your mother didn't give you that for a name." Jack smiled. He put his hand in his pocket.

Spike rolled his eyes, "It's a nickname you git." He sighed and quickly frowned. Jack noticed this and scratched the back of his head, "I upset you?"

Spike nodded, "I don't want to bite you."

Jack raised his eyebrows, "I could say the exact opposite about you, Spike." Spike grabbed Jack by the lapels of his grey coat and put on his game face. He stopped.

"Ah. You're a vampire." Jack stated matter of factly.

"See? I don't want to bite you." He seemed worried, "Why?" Spike asked as if it were Jack's fault.

Shaking his head, Jack laughed, "I have no idea, but I do know why you shouldn't."

Spike let him go, "Yeah?" He crossed his arms, "Humor me…Jack."

Jack straightened his coat and adjusted his shoulders, "Alright, Spike" Captain Jack returned the sarcasm as he said his name, "First of all, I am in the middle of a very important search. If I don't find what I'm looking for, the entire world is in great danger. Secondly," Jack paused, "I have transportation."

Spike raised his eyebrows, "How'd you manage to do that?"

"Trust me. You don't want to know. She was a firecracker."

Spike laughed, "Is that right?"

Jack popped his lips and looked at Spike's waist, "And, last but not least, I'd rather…," Jack grabbed Spike's bum, making the vampire jump a bit, "take that bottom with me."

Spike was shocked, "Well, in that case, where's this junk you're so bloody anxious to find?"

Jack shrugged, "If I knew, I wouldn't need to find it now would I?" They were silent, "So, you coming or not Spike?"

Spike bit his bottom lip and wrinkled his forehead, "You're going through Cardiff?"

Jack smiled, "As a matter of fact, it's my next stop."