Author's note: Hi! New chapter. I didn't have anything to do, so I pasted it. Hope you like it. please, please, please, review!

Disclaimer: Nothing's mine. Just the plot.

"Spike, can I come in?"

"Sure, Red. 'Passions' just finished," said Spike, turning to face Willow. Sure she wanted something, she never came to his crypt to hang.

Like Dawn used to.

"So, what brings you to my little home?"

Willow looked at the floor, ashamed that she was obviously going to ask something to him.

"Well, I was wondering," she started, without looking at him. "If you could watch over Dawn tonight. Tara and I wanted to go out, you know, it's been a while since we last went on a date or something, and Xander and Anya, well, now that they're married..."

Spike looked up at her. "Sure. I'll take care of her. I'll bet she won't like the idea, though."

"Yeah... but she kind of enjoys being with you. I guess she won't mind that much if it's you," she said, shrugging.

"I'll do it."

"Thanks," the witch said, while walking away smiling widely.

So, he was going to spend the night with Dawn. And -he found out -he was looking forward to it.

Spike walked into the Summer's house. He heard some noise in the kitchen. The noise made clearer. It was Dawn yelling.

"No way! There's no way I'm staying with Spike! Besides, I'm sixteen for God's sake! I don't need a baby sitter."

"Dawnie, we just do this because we worry about you. You know we live in a town full of vampires and stuff," Tara's voice tried to explain.

"They can't come in if I don't invite them! I'm not planning on inviting them in. How stupid you think I am? And I don't invite Spike, either!"

"He's already invited, Dawnie."

"Well, then de-invite him!"

"Dawn, what's the problem? I thought you liked Spike," Willow said, in a concerned voice.

"Well, I don't anymore."

Spike decided it was time to make his appearance.

"Hey, everybody," he said, starting them all.

"Hi, Spike. Um, Tara and I were just leaving. Thanks again for staying with Dawn," Willow said, relieved that she could escape of Dawn's suddenly explode of hormones.

"See ya," Spike said to them. When they had left, he turned to Dawn. "So, I assume that you're still mad at me."

"I'm not talking to you," she said, before walking out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"Oh, come on, Lil'Bit. It's just a party."

"No! It's you, not trusting in me. And you spying me."

"Well, you didn't exactly trust in us -me- sneaking out like that,"

"I was just trying to have some fun, Spike! And it's not like Willow and Tara are gonna let me go, they still think of me like that fourteen year old girl that can't take care of herself! Everybody does!"

"I don't," Spike said, walking closer to her. Their bodies were just inches away now.

"Of course you do. You just hang around with me because you promised Buffy you would. You wouldn't if you shouldn't. You are just here because Willow asked you to come!"

Spike grabbed her by the shoulders, making her shiver.

"That is so not bloody true!" he said, looking for her eyes with his.

"Yeah, right." She looked down. Spike leaned closer.

"Really," he said, before taking another step towards her, closing the space between them. And then he kissed her.

Author's note: So, what do you think? I know it's kind of short, but oh, well. Don't forget to review!