The doorbell rings and Willow walks up to the door to answer it. 'I wonder who it could be', Willow thinks.
"Hello," says Mya while looking at a piece of paper.
"Hi," Willow replies, confused.
"I'm one of Spike's friends…I kinda tracked him down here. Is he here, or do I have the wrong place?" Mya replies nervously.
"Nope, you've got the right place." Willow replies, she opens the door fully and waves for her to enter. Mya stands there, she can't enter, not without an invitation.
"Ummm…I…." Mya stutters.
"Invitation, right? Sorry. Come on in." Willow replies.
"Uh, how did you know? I mean it wasn't that obvious was it?" Mya asks shamefully.
"No, no," Willow laughs. "It's just kinda typical around here."
Willow guides Mya down to the basement where Spike sits on his cot. She waits until Willow has ascended the stairs and the door is fully shut. Spike stands up to greet Mya as she walks towards Spike and settles down on his cot.
"You want anything? Some pigs blood maybe, it's not as good as the real stuff but it satisfies."
"Thanks…but I'm fine."
"Suit yourself."
"I just wanted to apologize. I don't know why I went all mad like that."
"It's ok. I understand. It must've been frightening."
"It was. I missed you… [look from Spike] (sigh). A lot."
"I missed you, too."
"But why? I don't understand why Dru would do such a thing. I knew she was a little insane, but she wasn't too cruel to do something like that."
"She was jealous. I could see it in her eyes. She thought that we had something that she and I didn't"
"Huh? Really? I wouldn't have known. She could have told me. What are best friends for?"
"Everything." Spike replies.
There's an awkward silence between the two as they realize that they are the two best friends standing right next to each other. But both don't dare to speak. Mya realizes what a good friend she had and how she really had lost it without Spike.
Spike notices that Mya is shivering from the rain. He has totally forgotten that it was raining outside.
"Oh god! You must be dying."
Mya gives Spike a weird look as she covers herself with her arms.
"I mean you must be cold, you want some clothes, a towel maybe."
"Oh thanks. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Really…I'm fine."
"You know you haven't changed a bit. Still that modest, sarcastic vamp I used to know."
"You haven't changed much either. You're still the same ol' Spike. Just the way I like em'."
"Is that right? I would've thought I've gone bonkers after gettin' me a soul."
"You are a lil' different, but I like it. It's more…mysterious. I knew you always liked that."
Mya takes a sip of the pig's blood that Spike had offered to her before. She drinks it with satisfaction and puts the glass down on the dryer.
"Anyways what have you been up to? I knew you went to the states to bag yourself a slayer. I would've never thought you'd be working for one."
"Well, I've just been here in Sunny D, doing the vampire thing, as usual."
"Really, same ol', same ol' with the slayer, eh?"
"No….it's…not….noo."
"You didn't that I wouldn't notice, did you?"
"Well…."
"Well are you gonna just stumble over your words or are you gonna tell me?" Mya pushes.
"We were together for awhile but it didn't work out for her. We split to our ways. End of story" Spike vaguely says while looking around the room.
"Sorry to hear that. She seemed like a nice gal. Good hair."
"She is."
Mya notices that she has touched upon a sensitive subject so she decides to back down. Meanwhile there is a knock on the door. Spike starts to walk over to open the door but the impatient visitor barges in.
Buffy says, "Spike, I need…"
Buffy looks over at Mya sitting on the cot, still wet from the rain. She gives Mya an awkward look because she thinks there is something happening. Spike sees that Buffy thinks there's something going on so he quickly says, "This is Mya, my friend that we met earlier…" Mya sends a quick wave and a polite smile to Buffy.
"Am I interrupting something because I can just come back later," Buffy says to Spike. Mya notices that she's the interruption so she quickly responds,
"No, no. I was just visiting. It seems that I am the one interrupting. I'll go."
Spike doesn't want Mya to be intimidated by Buffy, "No, Mya, you don't have to leave." Spike pleads.
"Don't worry about it. I need to get back to the warehouse anyways. We can get together later, alright?" Mya replies promisingly.
"Alright. Take care."
"I will. Bye."
Mya leaves the basement as Spike looks on. Buffy feels a little ashamed of barging in, so she apologizes,
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for her to leave. I could've come by later."
"It's alright. What's the problem?"
"Actually, I just wanted to ask you if you were ok. It looked like she really hit ya hard there."
"I'm fine. A little stunned, but I'm fine."
"How's she doing?"
"Better, much better. She was dazed. I mean it's not everyday that your friend comes back from the dead."
"Pretty normal around here." Buffy says.