Two Days Later:

"Did I say you could leave?" Buffy called out to the fleeing vampire. She stood saucily in front of a mausoleum in St. Francis cemetery. She watched as the vampire ran away from her and right into the dark haired vampire that she loved. The vampire stared up at the vampire who was now staring mischievously at him. "You weren't going anywhere were you?" He asked. Then he lifted his stake and plunged it into the fledgling's heart. "Vampires don't even fight anymore. What's up with that?" Buffy asked as she walked over to where Angel stood. Angel didn't answer. He just stared solemnly at her face. "What is it?" Buffy asked. She had reached him and placed her hand on his cheek. "Every time you get hurt, every time somebody touches you. I can't help but think it's the last time I'll ever see you. I don't know if I could go on if you weren't here." Angel told her. Buffy's eyes teared and she practically melted into his arms. Then she heard somebody gagging behind her and a familiar giggle as Willow tried to hush her own vampire lover. Buffy groaned and turned to the couple. "Shut-up, Spike." She told him. Spike smirked at her as he sat down in front of a gravestone and pulled Willow down in between his legs. "You shock me with your wit, Slayer." Spike said chuckling a bit. Buffy was about to answer with a sarcastic retort but before she could another vampire came charging toward her and Angel. The vampire pushed Angel away and tackled Buffy. They fought for a few minutes before Angel pulled the vamp off of her. Buffy stood up and kicked the vampire in the face. "Did I look like I wanted to wrestle?" She asked before staking the vampire. Then she turned toward Willow and Spike. "Spike, couldn't you have helped? Buffy asked. "You expect me to fight against one of my own kind? Please, find your brain." Buffy glared at him. "Willow?" Buffy tried again. "Couldn't you have killed him before he ruined my new jeans?" Buffy complained. "Sorry, Buff, but I'm not supposed to interfere, especially when you're not in any real danger." "Thanks a lot." Willow smiled mischievously and Buffy thought that Spike was not a good influence on her. Willow saw Buffy glare at Spike and knew that she was going to blame him every time Willow did something out of character. Sadly she sighed and hoped that Buffy would get over it. If she didn't Willow knew she wasn't going to be able to stay in Sunnydale and she didn't want to lose her best friend. Shaking her head Willow stood up and led the group back to her house. Those thoughts would have to wait until another time. She was still celebrating the death of the Whisper. Laughing and talking the foursome reached Willow's house, they went in and started upstairs to Willow's room. Willow opened the door and froze when she saw Faith sitting on her bed. The brunette looked up and grinned. In front of her was a shoebox filled with things that made the red-head blush.

"So, Willow, Vanilla or Kinks?" Faith asked holding up a vibrator. "Oh my God!" Willow heard Buffy gasp behind her before she passed out.