Disclaimer okay so I don't own them but James Marsters lives next door he is like my muse. MY gorgeous, hunky HOT, HOT, HOT inspiration lol.

Spike POV

Spike walked through the graveyard the demons blood crusted on to his clothes. He had burnt the corpse and finished patrolling, still with hopes of meeting Buffy during.

He walked the small way to his rough stone crypt which he had lived in now for just other a year. The gothic decoration fitted the atmosphere of the building well, Candles flickered casting shadowed silhouettes of the furniture of his 'front room. Spike walked past all of this without noticing and straight down into lower area.

He stripped himself of his dirty clothes and slipped under the sheets naked. His chest well divined by the poor lighting, his cheeks hollowed and gorgeous he was a creature of poor beauty what didn't Buffy not see in him? He asked dozing lightly of to sleep.

Buffy POV

Buffy had had a day off slaying. She had attempted a day with out thoughts a day with out working but instead got a day invaded by Spike. Thoughts that shouldn't be thought by a slayer. She should hate him; at least she used to or was that just cover up, and had there always been a connection between them? Had she been blind till now. Did spike even like her. Love her even. This was defiantly something she needed to sleep on.

Buffy changed in to her "yummy sushi' pajamas and covered her self in the thick warn duvet sinking deep into the mattress enveloping herself between the springs. Her face nuzzling the pillow, she quickly found herself in a restful sleep. A comforting present in the back of her head reassuring her sleep like a lullaby. Familiar, but not recognizable.

Spike POV

Spike had been in an awkward sleep. He was asleep but still conscious. He felt something edging him to dream land like a small voice a soft sound he had heard before but not in this way before.

At last he was asleep. He was in the crypt lying down in his bed. Aware of everything around him. He felt a presence. A human being, approaching him. Rapidly he looked around till he saw a petit blonde head pear around the stone. He smiled and she replied by walking up to him and kissing him steamily on the lips. The kiss seemed to last for hour's smell of her hair and the taste of her mouth was just too much. He just didn't want this dream to end the intensity of it was over blowing it was hard to determine reality from the glorious dream.

"I love you spike" she gasped into his mouth At that moment he woke up "She does?" He questioned nothing but just needed to here it out load "I do?" Buffy queried herself

A special thanks to all those reviews and all those corrections helped as well I hadn't realized my short hand typing "doh" good news my exams are over so bigger and better chapters remember the more u review the more you get to read lol love from spike is mine muwahahahahahahha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!