Summary: This is an AU. Buffy has an older sister named Stacy. When Spike moves to town, Stacy sees him as her knight in shining armor. But when he falls for the younger Buffy, there's going to be hell in the Summers' home. Stacy hatches a plan to win Spike back and get rid of her sister...for good.

Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters. Well except Stacy. She's all mine, the rest belong to Joss Whedon who is a god.

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Buffy/Spike



Stacy stormed through the crowd plowing over anyone who stood in her path. She was a girl with a mission; that mission: break up this date between Spike and her sister. But first she needed some reinforcements. She made her way back to the table where Cordelia and Harmony were sipping at their sodas and talking about one mindless topic or another.

"We so have a problem." Stacy announced as she reached the table. Harmony and Cordy both looked up at her. "Spike's here.. with my sister! I can't believe she would do this. She's such a spoiled brat, always getting whatever she wants."

"Spike?" Harmony asked in disbelief. "You mean Spike the new senior? What's he doing with a freshmen?!"

"I know. We can't let this happen. I staked a claim on him and now she's got her grubby little hands all over him." Stacy was getting so mad she was shouting, but you couldn't really tell because of the volume of the music.

"What did you have in mind?" Cordelia asked, a devilish grin sliding onto her face.

"I'm not sure. All I know is that this date needs to end now!"



Buffy pushed through the crowd looking for Spike. She had lost him when Stacy had pulled her aside. 'Stacy! Ugh why can't she ever let me be happy?! God I hate her!' Suddenly someone grabbed her arm. Buffy immedialty thought it was Stacy again. "You know what!" she started without looking to see who she was talking to.

"No tell me what." Spike said.

"Spike. Oh sorry I thought you were someone else." Buffy apologized.

"Where'd you disappear to? I turned around and you weren't there." Spike grabbed her hand and pulled her to a nearby table.

"Oh.umm.someone I knew saw me walking and pulled me aside to talk to me. They didn't know I was here with you. Sorry." She took a seat at the table and Spike sat across from her.

"It's quite alright, luv." Spike said getting back up again. "Would you fancy a drink? Coffee, Cappuccino, Bloody Mary?"

"I'll take a root beer float. They make the best here." Buffy said bright smile lighting up her face.

"One root beer float coming up." Spike said as he walked away from the table.

'He's so sweet.and cute.and hot.' Buffy thought happily. 'It just sucks that my sister's probably going to kill me late. God I am so dead.'

"What's the what, Buff?" Xander asked as he approached Buffy's table.

"Xander? What are you doing here?" Buffy's head shot up.

"Well I was sitting home alone, like every other night of the week, and I just decided to come and see what my bestest friend Buffy was up to." Xander pulled out the seat across from Buffy and sat down.

"You are such a bad liar." Buffy said with amusement.

"Yea well do I still get an A for effort?"

"You know I'm on a date right?" Buffy asked. "I mean Spike will freak if he comes back and finds me here with another guy."

"Spike? You're here with that guy?" Xander was clearly jealous and Buffy couldn't help but feel a little honored that Xander would get jealous about her.

Suddenly an idea popped into Buffy mind. "Actually you might be able to help me. Here's the deal."



Spike had been standing at the counter for almost 10 minutes. "What's it take to get some bloody service around here?" It seemed to him that every waitress in this place was elsewhere whenever he needed her.

"Well, well, well. Look what I found!"

Spike turned around to see the girl from his history class behind him. She was dressed very seductively. So much that it made Spike wonder how her mother let her out of the house. "Hello again." He said trying to sound as pleasant as possible.

"Hi. Strange meeting you here. I mean I thought you weren't gonna show." Stacy moved with cat-like grace towards Spike.

"Yea well I changed my mind. Now if I could just get some service around here." He turned back to the counter and searched for a waitress.

"Allow me." Stacy walked up to the counter and leaned over it. "Amber!" she shouted. Within seconds a bouncy, raven hair, young girl made her way over to them.

"Hey Stacy. What can I get you?" the girl asked.

"Two root beer floats, and step on it." Spike demanded. The girl bounced away to get Spike' order.

"So what brings you to the Bronze?" Stacy asked leaning against the bar, and staring Spike down.

"Oh well I got bored and decided this place sounded like as good a time as any."

"Are you here alone? That's so sad, no one should have to come to the Bronze by themselves. C'mon let's dance." Stacy grabbed Spike's hand and attempted to pull him away from the counter.

"Actually," Spike said pulling his hand back and reaching for the drinks that Amber had delivered. "I am here with someone. And she's waiting for this," he held up one glass, "so if you'll just excuse me." Spike made his way around her walking in the opposite direction.

"Ugh!" Stacy screamed and stomped her foot. "What is wrong with that boy?!"



As Spike walked back to his table he noticed another guy sitting with his date. Anger building, he moved swiftly through the mob and in no time was standing behind Buffy.

"Oh hey," the boy said, noticing him standing there.

Buffy turned around quickly wondering who Xander was talking to. She immediately noticed Spike standing behind her chair with a root beer float in each hand. "Spike you're back! This is my friend Xander. He was just leaving now." She turned back to the boy across from her. "Weren't you Xander?"

"Oh yeah. That was me, Gone Guy." Xander jumped up from his seat. "See you tomorrow Buffy." With that he was off.

Spike moved back to the recently vacated seat and set the root beer floats on the table. "There you go. Had to kill a guy to get them."

Buffy laughed as she sipped the drink through her straw. "Mmm.still the best."

Spike neglected the straw and drank right out of the cup. He set the cup back down and raised his head to reveal a white mustache of ice cream. Buffy started laughing hysterically. "What?" Spike asked, completely unaware. Buffy was laughing too hard to even speak. She just pointed to her own mouth then to his. Spike got the hint and wiped his mouth looking down at his hand, seeing the white cream dripping off his fingers. "Bugger," he growled trying to hold back a laugh, but not succeeding. He broke down, and he and Buffy sat at their table, laughing hysterically.

What seemed like hours later, the root beer was gone, the glasses taken away by the waitress and Buffy and Spike sat at their table in awkward silence.

Buffy looked at her watch surprised to see that it was nearly 10 o'clock. "Oh man, we better get going. I told Willow I'd be home by ten."

"How's about a dance before we leave? You know, end it all on a good note?" Spike looked at her eyes pleading.

"Sure." Buffy complied. "I'd love to."

Spike rose from the table, took Buffy by the hand, and led her out to the makeshift dance floor in front of the stage. The band began playing a slow love ballad. Spike pulled Buffy close and rested his hands on her waist, behind her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they gently began to sway to the music.

'This is heaven,' Buffy thought.



Stacy, Cordelia, and Harmony were still sitting at their table plotting when the band started playing a slow song. One of the boys from school came over and asked Cordelia to dance.

"We're kinda busy here." Stacy rudely replied to the boy.

"Well hey if I'm out there dancing I can keep an eye on her." Cordelia announced, completely proud of herself that she had thought of a plan. "You know, make sure she doesn't make a move."

"Okay.yea. You watch her. Harmony and I will make our move.."

Cordelia jumped up from the table and let the boy lead her out to the floor. She moved through the couples until she found a spot that would put her close enough to the action to see, but not close enough to seem suspicious.

"Okay," Stacy said turning back to Harmony after she watched Cordy take her place. "So you said you know where the breaker box is?"

"Yeah, it's backstage." Harmony said with her usual air-headed approach. "But I still don't get the plan."

"That's ok. You don't have to." Stacy got up and left Harmony at the table to ponder that. She made her way gracefully through the tables and chair, smiling as to not draw attention to herself. She worked her way around the outside of the dance floor to the side of the stage. A door there had the label "Backstage Band Only". Stacy scoffed at the sign and pushed the door open and went inside. 'This place really should have more security.' She thought to herself as she searched the dark room for the breaker. "Come on, Come on, where is it?" Suddenly a silver coated box hung on the wall caught her eye. "Bingo." She walked over to it and pulled the door open. There were more buttons than she thought there would be. They all had labels: Stage Lights, Dance Lights, Speakers, ect. She knew flipping the switch wouldn't do much it was easily fixable. So she found the biggest wire she saw and pulled it from its place. Immediately throwing the entire club into darkness. Screams arose from the crowd gathered outside. "Perfect." Stacy congratulated herself, and hurried away form the scene of the crime.



Cordelia wasn't having fun. She was dancing with a guy she didn't like, and she had to baby sit Stacy's sister while she was doing it. 'Why did I volunteer for this job?' Cordy thought to herself. She looked over at the couple in question. They were getting closer and closer to one another. 'If you're gonna do something, do it now!' she thought. Spike and Buffy didn't even notice her. They weren't paying attention to anything or anyone, except each other. 'Oh my God.' Cordelia thought as she watched the two lean into each other. 'They're gonna kiss. Come on Stacy, do it now!' Just as she thought it, every light, speaker, and machine within the Bronze went dead. A few girls screamed startled by the sudden blackness.

"Okay everyone. Can I have your attention." A voice called out above the crowd. After a few more moments, everyone quieted down. "The Bronze will be closing now due to some technical difficulties. Don't worry I'm sure we'll be open again tomorrow."

Everyone started making their ways towards the door, grabbing coats and purses along the way.

"Guess our dance was cut short." The boy Cordelia was dancing with said.

"Yeah," she replied with fake sympathy. "This date is over."