Chapter 4

Buffy hummed softly to herself as she walked through the cemetery, tonight had been an unordinarily calm night, only one fledgling to stake. Maybe there was a party somewhere, she thought and then decided to check out the next crypt she saw. She walked in, the place was nicely furnished with a couch and even a small TV and refrigerator. She went to the fridge and opened it; the shelves were stocked with blood and beer. A vampire lives here she realized, probably out feeding, I'll just wait here for it to come home. And Buffy slipped behind the couch so that she couldn't be seen from the door.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the cemetery, Spike staked his 12th vampire. "Well I think that's enough for tonight." He said to himself, and started off in the direction of his crypt.

Buffy crouched in the darkness as she heard footsteps approach the door of the crypt, vampire, her senses told her helpfully. Buffy shifted into a fighting stance, as the door opened, she jumped stake aiming for the creatures heart.

Spike saw the stake coming towards his heart, and ducked, the stake grazed the top of his shoulder and Buffy flung onto his chest, sending them sprawling on the floor.

"Buffy?" Spike asked hesitantly, "Luv, are you going to kill me?"

Buffy looked into the face of the vampire she had just tried to kill.

"Spike?" It was him she realized. His bleached hair stood out like it was glow in the dark. She reached up and traced one of his sculpted cheekbones with her fingers.

"Spike." It was a statement this time, not a question.

He answered anyway. "Yeah, that's me, mind telling me what you are doing in my house on a school night?"

"Crypt you mean," she replied, annoyed, why should he care whether or not she was supposed to be out here. "I was just patrolling, but there weren't many vamps so I figured there must be a party someplace."

"Oh," that made sense since she didn't know that he was out slaying for her. "Maybe you want to get off of me?" he tried to sound annoyed, but the truth was he didn't really mind her there. She felt so perfect against his chest.

"Right" Buffy stood up and dusted herself off. Spike did the same. Buffy noticed with interest the amount of dust that was falling off him.

"Maybe you should sweep a little more often." She commented with a giggle. He looked down, his shirt was covered in dust from the floor and some vampire ashes he hadn't managed to wipe off before. He smiled at her, noting her happy mood.

"So how's it going?" he asked hesitantly.

"Fine, Giles found this spell to keep the baby from being hurt so I can finish out my last year of high school. And Xander and Willow are being really supportive, and so are Giles and my mother. Thank you, Spike." She reached over and hugged him suddenly. He was so taken back that he didn't do anything, just sat there, amazed. "I couldn't have faced them without you." She released him and then skipped out of his crypt without looking back,

Now what was that all about, Spike wondered.

A/N: I know, I know long wait and then a short chapter. But the next chapter should be done soon I promise.