Disclaimers: I own none of the Buffy characters. No suing I have no money- I could give you my pathetic life but that's just about it.

Pairings: Well if I told you that'd be no fun now would it?

Spoilers: I don't THINK there are any O.o

Summery: Spike had it all made for him; he had no complaints in his life. He was perfectly happy with the life he had- but than she came and changed his life completely.

Author's notes: Spike doesn't live in a crypt- he actually lives in an apartment YAY for apartments. Uhh he still has money from when he was human but not much and uhh.. he does help Angel sometimes with his job so he gets a pretty fair wage of money. Oh and be kind this is my first real story!!

Unconditional Love

How did he get himself into this? Spike asked himself as he looked at the clock, 5 am. How the bloody hell did he get himself into this. The vampire growled and sat in a recliner next to his bed, she was there in his bed and he had no idea why he let it all happen. "What the bloody 'ell did I get my self into this time.." 'Than again' he started to trail off into thought, 'she did have the most lovely blonde curls on her head- No! He was a vampire! A ruthless fighting killing vampire who did NOT think that she had lovely curls.' He growled to himself and took out a cigarette watching her sleep as he trailed off on how this all happened.

Flash back

It was cold night- it was always a bloody cold night lately. Spike was on his night prowl of females and pry, and the occasional good time. He took out his cig and lit it than walked smoking, "I think my life is pretty made.." He stated to him self. He had just left Peaches house and was on his way for some midnight snacks when he heard a sob. "What the.." He started as he heard it again, he stopped in an alley way and smirked, "It's a chit." He knew females' sobs from a mile away. Changing into his vamp he started to pursue his first victim of the night. He was ready to pounce and feed- the element of surprise! But it was not him who was doing the surprising.
"Are you here to save me mis'er?" The person who belonged to the sobs asked and Spike froze as these giant pools of blue stared at him.
Spike frowned, "Aren't you afraid of me luv?" He asked staring down at a young girl who couldn't have been more then 5 or 6. She had the most brilliant blue eyes that were red from crying, her face still had a bit of that baby fat on it, Spike couldn't tell what color was her skin because she had ash and dirty all over her and her hair was so dirty and raggedy that he could not tell what shade of blonde it was, all he knew was that most of it was probably dead as it went to her knees.
The small child just nodded softly, "I am...bu'..bu'...this is God's way of saving me."
Spike looked at her in confusion slowly losing his form, "What?"
She nodded hugging her skinned knees, "Maybe God sent me an angel! If not...than you will jus' eat me and I will be returned to heaven." She gave him a smile, she had a missing front tooth,"I's a win win si-chu-a-ton!" She said.
He tried not to laugh, her 's' sounded like a snake because of her missing tooth. But no matter how hard he tried to leave this girl there he couldn't do it; he tried telling him self she was nothing but a brat but in response he just growled, "you can walk righ'?"
She nodded and he gave another grunt, "Than get up fallow me." Was all he said as he walked back to his apartment not to look back once, he knew she was right behind him.

end flash back
"Oh yah..that's how I got in this mess...So now what the fuck do I do with this thing.." Spike growled looking at the clock, 5:45. He snarled and tipped back in his chair trying to think of what to do with the young chit in his bed when the chair tumbled over on top of him, "Ow."

9am, the clock read by Spike's bed, he rubbed his eyes; he had fallen asleep on the recliner waiting for the girl to wake up, "HOLY HELL!" He screamed as two big blue eyes were only inches from his face. A giggle soon fallowed his stream of yelling, once his eyes focused he realized the girl was on his lap staring at him. "What the bloody 'ell are you doing chit?"
"Well..yous were snorin'" She declared and he glared at her.

"I most certainly do not snore."

"Do too!" She argued

"Do not."

"Do too"

"Do not!"

"Do TOO!"

"Do- why am I arguing with a three year old?" He asked aloud.

The young girl pouted, "I am NOT three. I am 5!!" She than smiled, "I'll be 6 in febu-ary." "That's nice." He lied and picked her up off his lap and made a face, "You stink." And she stuck her tongue out at him. He snarled scrunching his nose than plopped her on the bed, "Take off your clothes." He mentally abused himself, he could not believe he just told a FIVE year old to take off her clothes. But she listened and he grabbed one of his shirts and threw it at her; it landed on her head and she giggled pulling it on over her head. It was slightly big but it would have to do for now.

"Now..what's your name?" He asked the girl who sung her legs off the bed as Spike sat across from her.

"Alexandra.." She said and smiled, "Was yours?"

Spike blinked, "Spike."

"Spikey!"

"No. just Spike."

"Spikey!"

Spike growled, this girl was going to be the end of him. Alexandra than frowned and Spike watched her, "What's wrong wit' you?"

Alexandra held her stomach, "Mah tummy is hungee." Spike frowned, now he had to feed the brat as well, "Can't you hold it or sum'thin?"Alexandra looked at Spike and started to cry, Spike frowned, "Don't cry luv!! I'll get the food, I'll get the food." He said grumbling as he led her to the kitchen and had her sit in the chair. He searched in the fridge as Alexandra cried complaining that she was hungry. "There luv." He put a cup of blood in front of her. She stopped crying and Spike grinned quite proud of him self, well until she started to cry again. "What?! I got you- yer food!" "eeeww!!" Alexandra cried harder at it.

Spike growled as she continued to cry. She had been crying for a good 30 minutes and he was starting to think killing her would save the trouble. He grabbed his phone in the last attempt to save his sanity and the life of the girl, than waited as he dialed her number. "Hello?"

"Willow?" He asked almost hopeful.

"Yes- Spike what's wrong?"

"I need you over here as quick as possible. HURRY." He growled and slammed the phone down and squeezed a pillow so tight it started to rip. About another 15 minutes later, Willow rushed into Spike's apartment and looked at him, "I got here as fast as I could. On the phone you sounded like it was a life or death situation."
Spike growled, "It bloody 'ell is!! The chit complains and complains about being hungry, she cries so what do I do? I give her some blood to drink! and what does she do?! She cries some more" Willow blinked, "What 'chit'?" She asked confused. Spike growled pointing to the girl at the table in one of Spike's shirts. Willow blinked seeing the girl than laughed but soon stopped seeing Spike wasn't in the mood for laughing, "Spike you cant give a small girl BLOOD." Spike growled, "Why not; it's what I eat." "Because little girls don't eat blood."