Chapter Two

Melissa stared at him. "What?"

Spike jumped out of the bed and raced for his clothes. "I'm sorry. I'm just gonna go. You were great. I had a wonderful time. I'm sorry." Spike pulled his pants over his legs and cursed quietly to himself.

"No. Wait, don't go." Melissa wrapped the sheet around her upper body and sat up.

Spike shook his head and continued to dress himself. "I have to."

"Why?"

"You're kidding. I just said another woman's name while we had sex. Why the bloody hell would you want me to stay?" Spike stared at her.

"Because, I want to hear who she is." Melissa took a leap. Believe it or not, the name was extremely familiar.

"Buffy?"

Melissa nodded. "Tell me about her." Spike's mouth was agape.

"What?"

"You heard me. Now, come sit down, and tell me who she is." Melissa slid to one side of the bed and motioned for Spike to join her.

He was very hesitant. But, finally caved and walked slowly towards the bed. Sitting down, he sighed. "What do you want me to say?"

"Just tell me about her. Who was she?" Spike rubbed his forearm.

"Blonde, about ye high, strong for someone of her size. She likes reality shows, ice, and sharp instruments. Like that?" Spike asked.

Melissa smiled, "We're getting places. Go on."

Spike shrugged. His chest was getting heavy, "I'm not sure about what you are wantin' to hear."

"I'll just ask some questions. Okay?" Spike bit his lip and gave a single nod of his head. "Right, let's start with…did you date her?"

Spike chuckled. "What do you consider dating?"

"What do you consider dating?"

"No. We never dated. But we were together, momentarily."

She was confused, "What do you mean?"

"Look, I appreciate the attempt to help me open up, but I'd rather not talk about her." He started to stand up, but Melissa grabbed his forearm.

"I would appreciate knowing about the girl whose name you screamed when you hit the big 'o'." Melissa cocked an eyebrow.

She had him there. "This stuff is personal. What you want to hear is something I really don't want to share with strangers." Melissa was hurt.

"Did you know you just fucked a stranger? Because if you don't, I'm hear to tell you buddy."

"It's not like that. We shared an intimate moment. A-And I don't fancy spillin' my sodding soul to an Oprah wannabe."

"Do you love her?"

He froze. "Did you not hear anything I just said?"

Melissa tilted her head, "Do. You. Love. Her."

Spike actually liked this woman. "Alright, yeah. I love her."

"How long have you felt for her?" she asked.

"For a while."

"Spike, if you love her, why are you here?" Melissa was, in a way, hurt by the thought.

"She doesn't care about me the same way." Melissa placed her hand on his.

"Spike, tell me what happened."

Spike clenched his jaw. "I can't exactly stretch the truth during this story. I'm gonna share a bit of information that might shock you. But, don't scream or yell, or kill me if you want to hear the tale. Deal?" He held out his other hand.

Melissa laughed and shook his hand. "Deal."

Spike closed his eyes and turned away. Melissa heard a crunching sound. "Brace yourself. Are you ready?"

"Of course. I'm guessing it can't be that bad, Spike. Whatever it is, I bet it's just a small flaw."

His head turned around and revealed a grotesque face.

She shrieked and covered her mouth. He heard a muffled string of curse words. Removing her hand, "What are you?" She started to inch away.

"Vampire, luv. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Right, because vampires are the snuggly type of monster." Melissa was against the head board. Her eyes were wide with fear.

Spike tried to move away. "I'm serious. I won't hurt you. In fact I can't. I have a soul." She eyed him.

"What do you mean?"

"Not all vampires have souls. As a matter of fact, there are only two. Me and my Grandsire. When you get turned into a vampire, you lose your soul. You have no conscious, no remorse. He and I do." Spike returned to human form. He could tell that his face was what was really scaring her. "Look, I can see that you aren't ready for a revelation such as this, so I'm gonna go, okay?"

She sprang forward, "No! I'm sorry. It was just a bit of a shock, I mean, how many times in your life do you have sex with a vampire?"

Spike gave a cheeky grin. "For Buffy, it's been twice in seven years."

Melissa wagged her eye brows. "Two more and I have her topped."

"You're making jokes."

"Wait. Vampire's are dead?"

Spike nodded, unsure of where she was heading with this.

"Looks like this Buffy and I need to join an NA meeting. Necrophilia Anonymous."

Both started laughing. "Guess so."

Melissa scooted closer, "It wasn't so bad. I can see why she does it." Spike didn't smile.

"Are you ready to hear a story so fucked you might even feel the need to hit me?"

Melissa nodded. "Sure."

Spike sighed, "I guess it started after I got a government chip installed into my brain…"

Melissa had a variety of facial expressions. He could tell what parts upset, angered, and amused her.

"Then, after that night, I went and fought for a soul. For her. So, she would be able to love me. Like she did Angel. Now, I squat in her basement."

"Wow. You really do love her."

Spike didn't even dignify that statement with a nod.

"That really does make me feel different about you."

He looked at her with sorrow. "It's called disgust."

"No. Astonishment, admiration. I think I have a crush on you." Spike smiled the best he could. Sliding his hand over hers, she kissed his cheek. "Do you feel anything for me?"

Spike stared at her deep eyes. "I think I do."

"Maybe, if we had time, we could, I don't know, embellish." Melissa leaned over and gently put her lips against his. He allowed the move and deepened the kiss. Spike pulled away.

"Melissa, are you sure that you can handle dating the undead?"

She smiled. "I had no problem boinking the undead, dating will seem like a walk through the cemetery. No pun intended."

Spike chuckled. "Maybe we should get to know each other."

With a quick nod, Melissa straddled him. "Let's start with the basics."

She kissed the nape of his neck and smiled.

"Minx."

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Author's Note: I am so sorry that it is taking so long for the Spuffy to start. I feel that it is going to be an obstacle for them to get back together after all that has happened. And there is something Melissa's not telling!