"Xander?" Buffy walked up to Xander on the sidewalk. She looked not even the least bit happy.

" Yes, Buffy?" He gave her the puppy-dog eyes hoping she didn't remember him coming into her house unnoticed.

"How…did you get into my place?"

"Back door…opened…snuck in."  Xander's gaze flickered past her. Buffy looked behind her, and saw Spike.

"Spike, I told you to leave me alone."

"I know, but can I talk to you alone in 10 minutes, pet?"

"Whatever." Spike left the two friends and headed to his crypt.

"So…you threw that plant at Spikes head?" Xander laughed when he saw Buffy blushing.

"I was just a little mad. Just a little. I kinda feel bad now, though. I bet he has a bad head-ache."

"Buffy, how are you…with out Dawn?" Xander touched her shoulder, trying to comfort her.

"I'm…coming along. I just wish you guys wouldn't be so afraid to talk about her death round me…I really miss her, though. I can't believe Angel killed her…and than that shape-shifter pretended to be Angel, which made me even more sad. I just wish Angel and Dawn were back and good and…back."

"I know, Buffy. I know." Xander hugged her. "We'll get through this, Buffy. No matter what happens, we'll always be there for you and love you. We'll help you through anything."

"Spike, what do you want?" Buffy crossed her arms. God, she looks sexy in that black leather jacket and tight pants. I just want to grab her, Spike thought and he pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to Buffy. When she looked at it, her whole body went numb.

" How did you get this?"

" It was in Dawns pocket. Her body is all cleaned up and clothed in my crypt. I found her body and thought it make you at ease just a little to have…her looking better." Spike handed Buffy $300,000.

"This might help out a little for the funeral." She looked completely stunned.

"Thank you…for the picture and the money…there is no way I could repay you ever…we will never be even." Spike smiled.

" Just be my friend, that's all I ask."

"Deal!" Buffy smiled and shook his hand. "Wait- so we won't make-out anymore or fool around? Just are friends?"

"If that's what you'd like, love."

" But…what if…"