Spike woke to the sound of a lighter flicking on. Faith sat on a coffin in his boxers lighting a cigarette. Spike smiled bashfully but then was suddenly hostile. He recognized the lighter.

"That's mine! Bugger off!" He snatched it out of her hand. But it wasn't simply the lighter that had set him off. The whole night weighed heavy on his conscience and he hated himself for betraying Buffy. Not that they had any relationship really. He just had his heart set on her alone.

"Whoa there. Cool down there cheek bones. I didn't get such an affront from you last night. What's been holding you back?" Faith held her ground nonchalantly. Spike was silent. He turned to walk away. "Oh that's right. I don't really remember much restraint on your part happening last night. More of a work out than I get slaying some of your buddies. And that's a complement. Really, I've got stamina like a..."

"It was a mistake, Faith!" Spike cuts her off. He turns rapidly to glare at her with a look of regret.

"That's right. I forget sometimes about your little crush. Just a one woman kind of vamp...or so you say. Seems her grasp on you can't hold so tight anymore." Faith teases flirtatiously. Spike closes in on her with fire in her eyes. He grabs her shoulder fiercely but she isn't phased. He starts to examine her face. His hand lets up on her shoulder and he reaches for her hair, moving it out of her face. He looks from her eyes to her lips as his hand moves to her neck. Every moment he is closer to her. She leans in slightly and blinks. Suddenly they are in an embrace and his tongue is following a path from her lips down her neck to the rest of her body still unclothed. He lifts her from the coffin and lays her back on the stone floor which, by now, has seen enough excitement in the past few hours to stun a horse. She rolls until she is on top and they continue. They get violent, like two animals fighting and each one is the alpha. Eventually Spike throws her off, even more full of regret now.

"Aw c'mon Brits, what's got your knickers in a twist?" shouts Faith. But she's always up for a challenge. This is just her latest adventure. She's already set on confusing his emotions and laying waste to his whatever scraps of decency he ever prided himself with.

"This never happened." He says it more to try to fool himself than to warn Faith not to spread a rumor of them together. He is still so caught up in his own problem that he hardly considers Buffy's reaction. Spike begins to sweat and worry. He tries to rationalize-Buffy doesn't love him, it's not like he belongs to her, why should she care if he messes around with someone else? Because it's Faith. Faith. Oh what a ride! She was incredible. But then again, Faith. The former murdering psychopath who broke out of jail. But so strong. She really could put up a fight. Well, maybe Buffy just doesn't have to know. Spike looks back at Faith with a sly smile. She raises an eyebrow implicitly.