Picard walked into the transported room to se the astonished face of Dawn & Buffy and the annoyed expression that Spike held.

Picard looked first at the two girls, one was in her mid teens judging by appearance and the other her late teens to early twenties. Then their male companion took a step forward, he was dressed entirely in black, a long leather coat hung about him and flowed out behind him as he moved.

His skin was as white as ivory and his hair was platinum white, his skin and hair stood out sharply from his attire. This man demanded attention.

Picard stepped forward to the platform; "I am Captain Picard of the USS Enterprise." Spike frowned, "Listen mate who or whatever the hell you are you better say what this is about."

Picard was taken back by this out burst, "We hoped you would know that. Can you explain how you boarded the ship?" Spike frowned slightly, "No. We've no idea what this is about so please return us to Sunny Dale."

Picard was unsure of how this man didn't know he was a federation captain and did he ask what he was? And where was Sunny Dale? "Is that where you reside?" Spike was growing impatient, "Yes. What are you, Warlock? Demon?"

Spike stepped off the transported platform and walked up to Picard, he silently circuled him once before standing in front of him again. "So you are human. Where are we?"

Picard was starting to think this man was not completely sane. "I am Captain Picard and you are aboard the star ship Enterprise." Hearing this Buffy felt a sting of fear she clasped Dawns hand. "Star ship? You mean a space ship?" Spike said eyeing Picard cautiously. "Yes, we are on a mission of exploration."

The vampire snorted, "Huh, pull the other one, mate." Spike responded in his heavy London accent. Everyone knew of the Federation, Picard thought for a moment, how could this man believe space exploration wasn't possible? Then, "What year is it?" Spike was taken back. "It's 2003." O'Brian looked up sharply on hearing this. Picard smiled, "It's actually the year 2343. Welcome to the 24th century."

Spike's eyes went wide. That last piece of news did it for Buffy. Without diverting his gaze Spike shot out his left arm to catch the fainting Slayer.

"What's this about 'flash' and energy? Are we anywhere near the Earth?" Dawn asked in a hushed tone. "I'm afraid not. I think we should fully discuss this situation now." Picard responded and tapped his com-badge again, "Meeting in conference room for bridge crew, Picard out."

Spike swung the unconscious Buffy up into his arms and followed the Captain out of the transporter room with Dawn and into a long corridor.

Buffy came to after a few minutes to find Spike was carrying her. "Spike put me down."

He looked down at the fidgeting Slayer and a smile crept across his chiselled features before he obeyed.

"What's happening Spike?" "Seem we're going to a meeting love." Buffy groaned that was all she needed. Spike chuckled.