A/N I have had some offers for Betas. I would like to take up one of those offers. I tried getting by on my spell and grammar check but it looks as if that isn't cutting it. Just keep this in mind. I have a real hard time with spelling and grammar so it will take someone with a lot of patience. If you think that is you let me know. My email should be on my profile page. Thank you.

A/N 2 Some of the dialog in this chapter was taken from Season 1 Episode 12 Prophecy Girl

Last Time...

As he was told to Pike arrived at the graveyard at midnight. Spike was already there pacing and smoking like maniac. As soon as Pike got close Spike started walking towards the cemetery gates, "Lets go, we only have so many hours before dawn."

After the sun set they indeed made their way to a cemetery. It had tall grey stone walls. Pike looked at Spike, "So where's the gate?"

Spike smashed out the cigarette he'd been smoking, "Gate's locked. We're goin over the wall."

Pike looked up the wall of smooth cement a good four to five feet over his head. Not single feet hold in sight. "And how would we be doing that?"

"I'll give you a boost."

Pike still looked unsure, "and how will you be getting up?"

"Don't worry about me." He stepped up by the wall and interlocked his fingers to make a foot hold for Pike to use to boost himself up.

Pike shrugged and put his foot in Spike's hands and pushed himself upward as Spike hefted his weight upwards sending Pike almost flying to the top of the wall. He grabbed on and straddled the wall.

Spike then took half a step away from the wall and jumped up catching the top of the wall and easily flipping himself upward to land gracefully on his feet at the top. Spike then held out a hand and helped balance Pike, as he took a standing position on the wall.

Now Pike looked down. "Ok, now how do we get down?"

The words were barely out of his mouth when Spike threw him over his shoulders like a sack of flour and jumped down to land agilely on his feet below. He then unceremoniously dropped Pike to the ground.

Turning back and looking Spike had not moved from where he stood. Pike was about to walk 

back when a large man came out of the shadows near Spike. Spike turned to look and the big guy punched him in the jaw.

Pike ran to help when the guy's next action stopped him cold in his tracks the guy then hugged Spike. "What the hell?"

The big man let Spike go and stood menacingly in front of him as if to protect Spike from Pike. Ok, now Pike was really confused.

Spike spoke up, "Robin this is Pike. Pike, Robin Woods."

"What about the fact that I live in the same town as the active slayer? The watcher council is only so blind…"

Robin hit the table top, "Screw them! I'm an adult now. What I do is my call. You can either be ok with this or not I don't care I'm going!"

Spike sighed, "Ok, Mr. Adult. But if you get yourself killed you better convince your mom to haunt someone else cause did the best I could!"

Robin smirked, "Yeah like she'd listen to me…"

We Now Continue…

Loosing Control

On the way back Spike got jitterier the closer they got to Sunnydale. When they got in to town Spike barreled over the Welcome to Sunnydale sign. Catching Pike's look he smirked, "Just letting everyone know I'm back…" Pike shook his head but smiled all the same.

Robin who had been following them in his car pulled over by them. "You guys ok?"

Pike spoke first, "Yeah Spike was just warning the locals of his grand return…"

Robin lifted an eyebrow, that didn't seem the actions of the man he grew up with. For the first time he started to wonder how much did his mother's death change Spike? Spike cleared his throat then backed up off the sign. "We need to get going. Dawn is coming soon." He then turned the car in the direction of his home and dove there in relative silence. Then as they approached his home, "I have a couple guest rooms. If you want to crash here before going to see 

the Slayer."

Pike nodded, "Ok. If that is ok with you."

After they parked and grabbed their things they headed in to Spike's home. It was set up nicely and very clean. The furniture was a dark blue almost black. The walls were bare but on the mantel above the fire place were two photos in a frame. One was of a brunette, suit wearing William standing to the left of Nicky who was holding Robin at his sixth birthday. There was a fourth person on Nicky's right side but they were torn from the picture. The second picture was of bleached Spike with Nicky and what looked like a 16 year old Robin. This photo was a more professional type picture.

Spike showed Pike to one of the guest rooms. It had a twin bed, small night table, small dresser and desk. The walls were and eggshell white and the floor was light brown carpeting.

Then Spike took Robin to the second room. This room was very different then the small guestroom Pike was shown to. This room was bigger; it had a full size bed. The walls were a light almost sky blue and the carpet was more plush and dark navy blue in color. The furniture was made of a dark well polished wood. There was a nice sized dresser and small writing desk with a black leather office chair. The bed had night stands on either side of it with reading lamps on each. At the foot of the bed was a black trunk with silver trim and locking buckle style latches. The windows had heavy drapes the same color as the carpet.

Robin took one look at the room and smiled. "It looks like the room I had when we lived in Westhaven."

"Said I thought about you. I knew or maybe hoped you'd visit, just…"

Robin stopped him, "I know. That's just it. It's hard for me too. You may think the council has no more interest in you but you don't know that for sure. Especially if you're getting closer to their newest Slayer. I spent the last three years wondering if I would ever see you again. Every time I staked a vampire I would wonder if you were out there fighting or if someone finally got to you."

Spike looked down at the floor. Through all the reasons he had for keeping Robin at a distance he never stopped and looked at it from Robin's point of view. Looks like he earned that punch Robin greeted him with. "Well, no more of that. I'll keep in better contact."

Robin smirked, "You have to now that I know where you live"

Spike returned his smirk before leaving him to get settled in.

Pike left later that day saying him and Buffy will probably be celebrating his return at the Bronze tonight. He invited Spike and Robin to show.

Robin seemed up going. When they arrived Spike immediately spotted the Slayer and Pike. Across from them were Buffy's two school friends. As Spike and Robin approached Spike's vampire hearing picked up something about an invisible girl. Making him wonder exactly what they had missed while gone.

As they approached he noticed the Slayer and her friends tense as Buffy kept a wary eye on him. When he got to the table he nodded in her direction, "Slayer."

He then turned to Robin, "Robin this Buffy the active Slayer. You met Pike and this…" he motioned to Xander and Willow, "is her fan club, uh, I mean friends."

Buffy rolled her eyes at his comment, "Otherwise known as Xander and Willow." She stood up leveling her gaze on Robin, watching him intently.

"There is no tattoo." Robin smirked.

"What?" Buffy questioned.

"If your looking for the tattoo that says; Son of Slayer, there isn't one." He explained.

Buffy blushed slightly and flipped her hair petulantly to cover her embarrassment, "I know that." She then turned to Pike, "Lets dance"

Spike watches the exchange with sight amusement. 'Robin 1 Slayer 0' he thought to himself.

Just as the Slayer and her boyfriend started towards the dance floor the room started to shake. "Under the stairs!" yelled Xander.

The group moved towards the stairs. In the mix Willow tripped just as something fell from the roof. Spike threw himself over Willow and took the brunt of the hit. Robin was by his side trying to help him up but he shoved Willow at him instead, "Get her under the bloody stairs!" Robin did as he was told.

Finally the shaking stopped. The group came over to where Spike was. Willow was the first to speak, "Y-you saved me!"

"No problem, ducks." He got to his feet. "Now I remember why I hate California."

Everyone decided it was time to head home.

On their way out Spike sensed his Sire nearby. What could that barmy bint be up to now? He sent Robin back to his place saying he had something to take care of. He came across Drusilla spinning and giggling like a child. She held a doll close to her chest.

Creeping closer he heard her start to speak to someone Spike could not see. "Oh, Ms. Edith. It's almost here. The stars call to Master. Soon He shall kill the sunlight and bring eternal night. It is written to be so! She will come because it is written. She will come and she will die! Bye bye 

Slayer…" Drusilla began to giggle again.

Spike had no clue what the demented vampire was talking about. Who was she talking to? Something was written about the Slayer? A prophecy maybe? There is only one person he could think of who would know. Tomorrow Spike was going to pay a visit to the watcher. He crept away not seeing the smile Drusilla sent in the direction he'd been hidden before she disappeared in to the shadows.

The next day he made his way through the sewers. He had told Robin where he was going and for him to stay away, that he would fill him in later. Spike didn't want Robin anywhere near the watcher.

He took the sewers to the access in the school basement. He then made his way to the school library where he'd heard Pike mention the Slayer's watcher worked as the librarian. He must admit not a bad cover. Gives the watcher quick contact to both the Slayer and the books he would need to do his job.

He entered what looked like an empty library. Spike walked in side. Spotting the open door of the office, he peeked in to see a very rumpled looking man worrying over an open book. "Must be the watcher. Only a watcher can get that bothered over something in a book."

Giles jumped at the sound of Spike's voice, "Who are you?" He looked Spike over then the pieces fell into place, "Your Spike aren't you?"

Spike inclined his head in recognition, "I believe you know me better as William DeWinters." Spike said with a more cultured ascent to match Giles.

Giles nodded as he felt around behind him. Spike smirked and reached around him and picked up the cross off his desk and held it up to him "Is this, what you're searching for?"

Giles paled a moment then sighed and pulled off his glasses and started to polish them. "Ah, yes, I remember reading about your immunity to crosses and Holy Water. I must admit I was a little skeptical."

Spike tossed the cross down, "Doesn't matter. I'm not here to kill you. In fact, if it were not for the fact you are the most likely person to answer my questions, then I wouldn't be in the same room with you…ever."

"Really?" Giles tone said he didn't know whether to be relieved or insulted. Instead of settling on either Giles asked his own question, "What do you want from me?"

"I came across some information. About the Slayer going to the master. Said something about it being written. I'm thinking maybe a prophecy… Does this sound familiar?"

Spike watched as the man in front of him went pale again and started to clean his glasses even more furiously.

"Yes, actually," He reached over and pulled the book he was looking at when Spike came in. "The translation…"

Spike cut him off, "I can read it." Giles looked mildly surprised but then just nodded. Spike read the passage, "Bugger me…" he shook his head.

"I've been looking for a loop hole or something…"

Spike pushed the book away, "Prophecies have been broken before… It wouldn't be the first time."

"Yes true, Buffy herself has thwarted a few, but this is different. This is the Codex there is not one prophesy in here that does not come to pass! Tomorrow night Buffy will face the master and she will die." Giles started to worry his glasses again.

Spike was about to remind him there was a first time for everything, when they heard a strangled laugh behind them. They turned to see Buffy step away from the door. Pausing only to exchange a look of 'oh damn' before following her out to the main library.

Buffy stops walking and faces them, "So that's it huh? I remember the drill. One Slayer dies, the next one's called." She pauses, "I wonder who she is." Her eyes swing to Giles, "Will you train her? Or will they send someone else?"

Giles shoved his glasses back on. "Buffy I…"

"They say how he was gonna kill me? Do you think it'll hurt?" Buffy's voice sounded like a child as tears started to fall from her eyes. Giles reaches out to her but she jerks away, "Don't touch me! Where you even gonna tell me?"

Stepping back Giles ran his hand threw his hair, "I was hoping I wouldn't have to. That there was… someway around it. I…"

Buffy swiped her tears away, "I have a way around it! I quit!"

Spike decided to speak up, "Didn't we go through this once, pet? Quitting your calling is not that simple…"

Buffy rounded on him, "I'm making it that simple. I quit! I resign, I-I'm fired, You can find someone else to stop the master from taking over!"

Giles sighed, "I'm not sure we can…all the signs indicate…"

"The signs?!" Buffy throws a book at Giles, "READ ME THE SIGNS!" Throws another book at 

him, "TELL ME MY FORTUNE! YOUR SO USEFUL SITTING HERE WITH ALL YOUR BOOKS! YOU'RE REALLY A LOTTA HELP!"

"No, I don't suppose I am…" Giles said sadly as he once again reached for his glasses.

Spike decided to cut in before she beamed her watcher a good one. "Calm down Slayer. I know you're scared…"

"What do you care?" she shot back, "You're never gonna die!"

"That's a load of bullocks Slayer and you know it! You act as if we're gonna hand you over and watch you die! Your damn Watcher hasn't said anything because he's trying to find another way. So stop crying like a bledin child and help him find another way!"

"That's out of line…" Giles started but was cut off.

"Shut Up!" Buffy yelled at Spike, "You don't know me! You're not the one that is going to die!" she started crying again, "I'm 16 years old…"

Spike calmed down a bit, "I know. Some where only 14 when they died. It's hard and not bloody fair, but if you give up because of something written in a book…"

But Buffy just reached up and yanked off her cross and shook her head. She dropped it to the ground, "I can't do it…" She looked at Giles "I'm sorry I just can't…." she then turned and ran from the library.

Spike shook his head and he too walked out, "Hell with this… I have another way."

He was checking out the underground church ruins. He knew that is where he would find the Master. His demon had been twitchy from the moment he decided to take out the old bat himself saying it was a very bad idea. Something about being head of the line giving him control over those sired to it. But William was determined to do this. The Slayer was right she was only 16. He couldn't blame her for flipping out.

Of course Robin insisted on helping him. And as he didn't know how many vamps might be left behind to keep the old goat company he knew he could use the help. He scouted out what he could and found the place had been pretty deserted. He sent Robin to drop off that info to Giles then meet him back here. They were not here they had to be somewhere and if anyone could suss out where the Watcher should be able to. Hopefully it would be within the capability of his misfit team of Slayer supporters to take care of until he was done with the Master.

He was waiting just outside the lair when Buffy approached she was dressed in a beautiful white gown. At first he thought he was seeing things but after blinking a few times he realized she was 

actually there, "Not that I'm complaining, and I love the dress an all, but I thought you quit, luv?"

Buffy raised her chin, "I'll admit I lost it when I heard the prophecy, but I can't just let them have the world." She sighed, "Obviously you couldn't either"

Spike nodded, "No one would blame you for quitting…"

"I would"

Spike nodded. That's when he noticed the kid she was holding hands with, "Who's the rug-rat?" he didn't hear a heart beat on the kid.

The kid just pushed passed him and continued to pull the Slayer along. Spike shrugged and fell in to step with her, "You do realized the kid isn't alive"

Buffy nodded, "He's the anointed one. His job is to take me to the Master"

"Well, if I knew it was such a formal event I would have dressed up and brought a date too…" Spike snarked.

The place looked empty at first. Then his voice carried threw the place, "Ah, the Slayer… and a friend? Now this just got interesting…" He seemed to sniff the air, "Your of my line…" then he smiled, "Ah you're the pathetic creature Drusilla sired, or should I say attempted to Sire. Tisk tisk tisk, you should have learned from your sire, to respect your clan's elders! Did you really think you could stand against me without consequence?! KNEEL!"

To Spike and Buffy's surprise, Spike dropped to one his knee. "Buggering hell!"