A/N: In my story Spike never got captured by the Initiative, and never got the chip. He just started doing good because of his obsession with Buffy, and his friendship with Dawn.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of ATS. I'm just borrowing them

Chapter 1:

Spike's Crypt

Sunnydale

The last thing Spike remembered was sitting on his couch in his crypt watching Passions, and drinking a mug of blood mixed with whiskey, and the next thing he knew he was standing in a white abyss. He yelled, " Bloody hell can't a bloke watch the telly in peace ?"

A voice said, " Hush Spike there's important things you must do."

Spike was about to open his mouth to ask a question, when he saw Tara, and another very familiar looking guy walk out of the abyss. He was very confused as he asked, " What's goin on Glenda?"

The man said in a thick Irish accent, " Just shut yer bleedin mouth, an listen boyo this very important."

Now Spike knew who he was. He smirked as he drawled, " Hiya mick, I'd heard ya died bet the Poof was all broken up too."

Tara put a hand on the Irishman's arm as she said, " He's just teasing you Doyle."

Doyle nodded as he said, " Listen here Spike we need ya ta do somethin fer us."

Spike asked, now growing quite bored with the situation, " What's that Glenda?"

Tara said, " We need you to go to LA, and help protect Angel's unborn son, then when he's born you are to protect him."

Spike roared, " Are ya off yer nut Glenda Angel can't have kids, sides I wouldn't help that Poof even if he did."

Doyle said, " You will go help the powers have ordered you to."

Spike growled, " Piss of ya soddin Nancy boy."

Tara said, " Please Spike this is very important. If you don't do it then he will be raised by Daniel Holtz."

Spike's face softened, Tara was one of the only true friends he had, he had, her, and Dawn. But since she was dead only Dawn remained, " Fine Glenda I'll protect the buggerin ponces's kid."

The next thing Spike knew he was back in his crypt in Sunnydale. The more he thought about, what Tara, and Doyle had said, the more scared, and panicked he became.. He jumped up, and threw a few weapons into an old black duffel bag, walked outside strapped it to the back of his 2002 Harley-Davidson Softail Standard, jumped on, started the engine, and quickly roared out of Sunnydale.

The Hyperion

LA

He pulled up to The Hyperion just before sunrise. Spike climbed off his bike, and casually walked into the hotel. The first person he saw in the hotel was Angel, Spike drawled as he pulled out a cigarette, and lit it, " Hello Peaches, heard ya could use my help."

Angel stiffened as he whirled around, and growled, " Spike what the hell do you want?

Spike exhaled a cloud of blueish smoke, and said, " Tara, and Doyle told me that your unborn son was in danger."

Angel was about to punch him until he Spike say Doyle's name. Angel asked skeptically, " Doyle sent you huh, well that's kinda hard to believe seeing as how Doyle's dead."

Spike said as he dropped his cigarette, and crushed it with the toe of his boot, " He's a higher being now."

Angel snorted derisively as he said, " And what would a higher being ask of you're a soulless monster."

Spike shot back, " It's killin ya innit Peaches that I was asked to protect yer son."

Angel cocked an eyebrow, and drawled, " Come on Spike when have I ever need your help?"

Spike was about to say something, when several vampire broke in. Angel growled, " What do you want?"

The lead vampire, a Dracula wannabe snarled, " We want the mother."

Spike snarled as he slid into gameface, " Not gonna happen ya bloody git."

And with that Spike launched himself at the vamps. He staked the Dracula wannabe first, and as the dust was settling he staked two more. He felt Angel come up beside him. Angel was amazed that even after a century they still fought just like they did when he was Angelus. Very quickly they had dusted all of the vamps. Angel stepped back, and changed his face back to normal as he said, " Thanks Spike, but I gotta ask why are you helping me?"

Spike changed back to normal as he drawled, " I gave my word to a lady, an as ya know I don't break my word."

Angel chuckled as he watched Spike light another cigarette. He said, " Well I'm going to bed, pick a room for yourself."

Spike nodded as he drawled, " Thanks Peaches, an don't worry bout yer kid he'll be safe. Oh who d'ya think sent those vamps?"

Angel said as he climbed the stairs up to his room, " Wolfram & Hart."

Spike nodded. As he continued to smoke he planned to pay them a visit tomorrow.

The following morning Spike casually walked downstairs, and came face to face the members of AI. Cordelia was the first one to say something, " Why are you here Spike?"

Spike drawled, " Well Cheerleader I'm here to fight the good fight, help the helpless, an all that rot."

Cordelia just rolled her eyes as Gunn asked, " Who the hell are you?"

Spike said as he lit a cigarette, " Name's Spike."

Gunn said, " I'm Charles Gunn, this Fred, and you probably know Wes."

Spike smirked as he exhaled a cloud of bluish smoke, and drawled, "
How ya doin Percy?'

Wesley said tightly, " I'm fine Spike, might I ask why you are really here?"

Spike was about to answer, when Angel came downstairs supporting a very pregnant Darla. He said as he helped her sit on the couch, " He's here to help protect Darla, and our unborn child."

Spike stared wide eyed at Darla as he exclaimed, " Holy buggerin shit ya slept wit Darla didn't ya Peaches."

Cordelia burst out laughing as Angel stammered, " I…I… I…It was..A dark time for me."

Spike exclaimed through his laughter, " You're not kiddin, I mean seriously Peaches even the Slayers better than this bint."

Angel arched an eyebrow as he asked sarcastically, " Aw what happened Spike did Buffy finally get tired of you following her around like a puppy?"

Spike growled, " No I just realized that the stupid bitch wouldn't've ever loved me like I loved her."

For the first time in her life Cordelia felt sorry for Spike. Just then Lorne came walking into the hotel. Spike drawled, " Hiya Green Genes."

Lorne said, " Well hello Spikey how is my favorite bleached blonde vampire?"

Spike drawled as he crushed out his cigarette, " Doin fine Green Genes how're ya doin?"

Angel looked over at Lorne, and asked, " You know Spike?"

Lorne said, " Why of course I know Spikey Angelcakes. He used to come to the club when he was in town, He has the most glorious singing voice."

Angel asked incredulously, " He's been in LA, at Caritas?"

Lorne said, " Of course he has."

Angel was about to say something when Spike drawled, " Ya know this nice, an all, but I do got things ta do Peaches."

Cordelia asked curiously, " What kinds of things?"

Spike drawled as he lit another cigarette, " Like go talk ta the nice lil lawyers at W&H."

At Angel's glare Spike said, " Don't worry Peaches I'm not gonna bleedin kill em."

At Angel's sigh of relief Spike smirked as he finished, " This time."

And with that he went down into the sewers.