Okay, for anyone who is still reading this, I am SO SORRY it took so long for this chapter! I have had a lot happening in the last month, vacations, work, writing Bones fic, and MAJOR writer's block, but I think everything should be okay now!

Faith sighed and sat up in bed. It was going to be another sleepless night. For the last week, she had tossed and turned, never getting more than two or three hours of sleep a night.

She tried to tell herself that it was just her head injury, that it wasn't because of Spike, but she knew better. Her head had healed in two days, and it wasn't bothering her anymore. If she was going to be honest with herself, she had to admit that she missed him. It was as simple as that.

She missed his touch, his kiss. Hell, she even missed his sarcastic comments. The question was, what was she going to do about it? And that was the problem; she didn't know. She had never been one to dwell on things, she wasn't going to start now.

Shaking her head, she slid out of bed and made her way down the hall to the living room.

"Can't sleep, luv?"

Faith gasped, her heart pounding in her chest as she spun around. "God, Spike, you scared the hell out of me!" She took a deep breath, willing her heartbeat to return to normal. "Don't you have anything better to do than to lurk around in the dark?!"

Spike shrugged. "I'm a vampire. It's pretty much what we do." As he spoke, he crossed the room and stood beside her, near enough to make her heart start jumping again. "Besides, you're a slayer. Shouldn't you have been able to tell I was here?"

"I..." She shook her head. His nearness was unnerving. She took a deep breath. "Just leave me alone, Spike." She tried to slip past him, but he grabbed her arm to stop her.

It was as if a dam had burst, and all his anger and frustrations came crashing to the surface. "Oh no you're not." He pushed her against the wall, taking one wrist in each hand and pinning them against the wall beside her head. "We're gonna settle this once and for all, pet."

Faith couldn't think. He was pressed up against her, and her mind was reeling. "Watch it, blondie bear. Don't make me kick your ass!"

Spike's emotions were spinning out of control. He had to get through to her, to make her see that they needed each other. "Go ahead. At least you wouldn't be ignoring me!"

He watched as her eyes flashed with emotion, anger, pain, then, just briefly, sadness, before they were gone. In their place was emptiness, and his heart twisted. "Can't do it, can you?"

"Spike..."

"What? What do you want, Faith?"

She shook her head. "Don't..."

"Don't what?" He leaned toward her until his face was inches from hers. "Faith?" She had stopped struggling, not that she had been really trying to get away.

"I don't want to hurt you." It was meant as a threat, but the words came out as a whisper.

Her words broke his heart. "God, Faith..." He leaned down and softly touched his lips to hers.

Faith closed her eyes and let the sensations flow through her. It felt good, so good to just let go, to surrender to the desire that plagued her every waking moment. She needed this, needed him, more than she had known.

Spike felt her surrender, and he pulled back, looking down into her eyes. "Please," she whispered. He lowered his head and she moaned at the touch of his lips on her neck. Her head fell back, giving him better access as he kissed the sensitive skin, slowly moving up to nibble on her earlobe.

He released her arms, and they immediately wrapped around him, pulling him closer. Shivers ran through her body as his lips continued their path back down to her throat. The feelings coursing through her body were unlike anything she'd ever felt before. This wasn't just sex, he was making love to her, making her want him, making her love him.

His hands were under her shirt, caressing her skin, cupping her breasts, and she moaned again. Impatient to touch him, she tugged at his shirt, but he captured her wrists again, stopping her.

Letting out a ragged breath, he looked down into her eyes, clouded with desire. "Not yet, luv. I want this to be about you."

"Spike..."

He stopped her words with a kiss, then picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

He lay her down on the bed, and slowly undressed her. His hands stroked her body, and his lips continued the sensual assault until she was writhing on the bed, her body screaming for release. "Spike, please," she moaned.

Spike looked up into her eyes, darkened with desire. "Tell me what you want, luv."

"You," she whispered. "I want you inside me."

Spike groaned and nearly came at her words. Straightening up, he quickly undressed, then lay down beside her. Pulling her into his arms, his lips met hers in a soul shattering kiss. His hands caressed her body, and his fingers found her center, hot and wet and waiting for him. Slowly her rose up and slipped inside her.

Faith cried out as he entered her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. He moved above her, slowly at first, and she moaned, her arms wrapping around him, pulling him closer. He increased his speed, and she matched his rythym, thrust for thrust, until her body shuddered at the force of her release.

Spike felt her tighten around him, heard her moans and cries as the orgasm ripped through, and lost all control. He had one coherent thought before he exploded inside her; it was a good thing his soul was bound to him, because this was pure happiness.

They lay in each others arms, bodies entwined, until sleep came to claim them. She stirred once, and he tightened his arms around her when she would've pulled away. After a moment, she relaxed in his embrace, and closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep.

BBB

"I'm worried about Faith." Buffy took Angel's hand as the made their way through the dark alley.

Angel squeezed her hand reassuringly. "She'll be okay. She's a slayer, she heals fast."

"I meant..."

"I know what you meant." He stopped, and she turned to him.

"She's pulling away, Angel. Like before."

He sighed. "I know."

She looked at him earnestly. "I thought maybe you could talk to her, she listens to you."

"I've tried, Buffy." He shook his head. "She won't talk to me."

"But..."

"Look, she's strong. She made it through this far."

It's just that we were finally beginning to build a friendship, and now..."

"I know." Reaching out, he brushed a lock of hair away from her face. "Look, don't worry. As much as I hate to admit it, Spike's good for her, and he'll turn her around." She looked away quickly, but not before he saw the smile spread across her face. "What?"

Buffy shook her head. "Nothing."

"You're not gonna give me that 'I'm fond of Spike' crap again, are you?"

"Nope." She managed to erase her smile, but on the inside, she was thrilled. She was beginning to think that Angel and Spike would be able to put aside their resentment for one another, and become, if not best friends, then close allies.

Angel was about to reply when they heard a faint scream. Turning as one, they ran down the street, turning a corner into another alley, just in time to see the Mohra demon lifting a vampire off the ground, one huge hand around his neck.

The vamp's hands were around the demon's wrist, trying to loosen it's grip. "I told you, I don't know where Angelus is! I didn't even know he was here!"

Buffy's blood ran cold, and her nightmare came rushing back to her. The dark alley, Angel, lying in a pool of blood. A shiver ran through her, and she moved closer to him. She had known Angel was in danger, this just proved it.

"What of the slayer?" The demon's voice was low and guttural. "What do you know?"

"Only what I told you! There's been talk of them patrolling, but I haven't seen them, I swear!"

The mohra demon growled and threw the vamp across the alley, as if he were a rag doll, then turning, he disappeared around the corner.

Angel turned to Buffy. "Come on." He started to follow.

"Angel..." She grabbed his arm to stop him. "You heard what he said! They're looking for you!" Her pulse was racing, the fear reaching up to grab her. "It could be a trap!"

"We don't have time to argue!" He brushed his hand down her cheek reassuringly. "Look, I'll be okay." He shook off her arm and started off after the demon.

Buffy took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and followed him.

BBB

Well, there you go, a little smut, a little excitement! lol! Thanks to everyone for being so patient, I was gonna make this a bit longer, but I didn't want you to wait anymore! The good news is I have about another half of a chapter written already, so I should be able to post soon!

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