A/N: This is the part Two of the CLOSURE series. A sequel to ENOUGH, so please read that story before reading this or it won't make much sense. Thanks.

Disclaimer: You should know this belongs to Joss Whedon and the parties responsible for getting the show on the air.

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Surprise

Another e-mail. Spike was still marveled at the endless possibilities that the Internet offered. Noting that his main base of operations was England, and he traveled a lot, he needed a way to obtain info and be reached somehow. Not everyone in the world had his e-mail address, so whenever he got a mail it meant only one thing. Adventure and money, the two things he enjoyed most in the world.

The e-mail asked for his help in another country. He was just warming up to life in India and now he was asked to go away once again. He didn't mind, in fact, he loved to travel.

Spain.

It had been a while since the last time he had been on that country, and he immediately jumped at the opportunity. Faithful to his custom, he cashed in the paycheck he received for the demon he captured in the jungle, and hopped in the first bus that headed north.

He hoped to be in Spain in about two days.

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A vampire crashed into a tombstone. Two more leapt at their prey. One of them never landed and the other one flew to impact himself into the side of a crypt.

"Very well, Jeannie!" Buffy said, sitting on the top of a tombstone, "Three more to go."

The small girl turned around and located the three vampires circling her. They growled and ran head on at her. The girl threw a roundhouse kick, which got two of them, but the third one managed to duck under it. Using the momentum of her kick, Jean threw a second kick with her other leg, aiming it low, so that she caught the third vampire's leaning head.  She back flipped and kicked vampire #3 once again, sending it flying backwards. Jean took her stake out and killed vampire #1. Vampire #2 had gotten up and engaged her in a fistfight.

It was the easiest way to lose against a slayer. Jean blocked three punches before punching back, not strong enough to send the vampire flying but hard enough to make him lose his balance. A swift kick to the knee and the vampire was falling before her. Again, the vampire didn't hit the ground, for the stake that struck at his heart turned him into ashes.

Buffy clapped and hopped off the tombstone.

"May I get the last one?" Buffy asked. Jean smiled and nodded, throwing the stake at Buffy. She caught the wooden object and ran to where vampire #3 was slowly getting to his feet.

"Hi," Buffy said, punched him quickly, and jabbed the stake in his heart, "and goodbye."

The ashes flew around them and both girls smiled at each other.

"You're way better at this than when I was your age," Buffy said, "you're en excellent slayer."

Jean smiled as she was taking off the vampire dust that accumulated on her clothes.

"I had a good teacher." The young girl stated.

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Spain was as beautiful as he remembered it. The one good thing about European countries was that they had remained the same for centuries. Spike felt at home in places that didn't change constantly over the years. Certainly, Madrid was very similar to the one he visited decades ago.

Soon, he met up with his contact in the city. A short briefing was required and Spike was given everything he needed for his mission.

It seemed that a pack of demons were blackmailing the government. The task then wouldn't be as easy as Spike thought, but the money offered was enough to make him reconsider.

It took him nearly three days to finally locate the demons and he thoroughly enjoyed the fight. He didn't care about the political mess he had averted and he certainly didn't care about the political secret he had stumbled upon. Being near invincible had made him even cockier.

After receiving his payment and signing papers of confidentiality, he decided to spend some time in the country. He had all the time in the world and he fought boredom by knowing everything he could about the places he traveled to.

While being on Barcelona, he stumbled upon more trouble. Vampires. Stupid young vampires. Every time he confronted fledglings he laughed. They all seemed so lost and controlled by their hunger. Probably this pack was made mainly by young and inexperienced vampires. He had many times thought about trying to guide fledglings to try and avoid killing humans.

He thought of it as a wasted effort. If an older vampire had approached him when he was still young he'd probably killed the bugger for bothering him. Still, it was an idea.

He was brought back to reality when a child screamed. It was a little girl and she had been torn away from her mother. The young child was screaming; and most importantly, she was screaming in English. Spike had once decided that he might overlook vampires killing men. But when it came to women and children, he wouldn't allow that. Spike ran behind the vampire that had the screaming child, and succeeded in taking the girl away from him and dusting him. He looked around, trying to find the other vampires in the pack. He then noticed that there were no more screaming and the streets of Barcelona were quiet now. He carried the small girl, who couldn't have been older that three years and gave her a sympathetic smile.

"What's your name?" Spike softly asked. The child sniffed loudly and cried some more. Spike soon figured that the child wouldn't answer anything right now so he decided to go back from where the vampire had ran. He carried the girl and then noticed a woman far away. The child looked at her and her eyes widened.

"Mommy!" The girls shrieked, but her voice came a bit raspy, having screamed for a long while. Spike also screamed at the woman.

"Hey! You there!" Spike shouted, waving his free arm. The woman soon turned and stared at the pair. She yelped and ran at them. Spike let the child off his arms and the girl ran at her mother's arms. The two of them hugged tightly and cried a bit.

"Oh my God, you're all right." The woman said. Spike took a moment to look at her. She was a brunette and was very tall.  She seemed to be an American as well.

"This your mommy, huh?" He said. He just shrugged when none of them said a thing and turned around to head off home.

"Wait," the woman said, "what happened to the man that was carrying her?"

Spike turned around and noticed that the woman was carrying a stake. She knew what those men were.

"He's waiting for a broom to pick 'im up." Spike answered, pointing at the stake the woman held in her hands.

"Oh." she said, understanding what Spike was trying to tell her, "Did she...?"

Spike waved his arms.

"Think I managed to block most of the dusting motion." He answered. The woman smiled at him and extended her arm, her palm wide open.

"Thank you," she said, "for everything."

Spike nodded and shook hands with her. He smiled a bit and let go of her hand.

"Jus' asking," Spike said, "did you manage to get the others?"

The woman smiled. She twirled the stake around her hand and placed it in her pocket. Spike had seen that motion before, but he couldn't place where.

"Yes," she answered, "they're also waiting for a broom to pick them up."

Spike once again nodded and saw that the girl had stopped crying. She had fallen asleep on her mother's arms.

"Tired, huh?" He stated. The woman shook her head and smiled.

"Just like her father," she said, "oh, how rude of me. I haven't introduced myself. My name's Sam Finn."

Spike's ears perked up at the name. He had heard that name before, and a feeling of burning hate boiled inside him.

"Sam Finn?" He repeated. The woman smiled even wider.

"Yes, Mrs. Riley Finn."

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