Title: Making Ends Meet

~*~*~*Summary - Set after "Chosen." Buffy misses Spike so the Scoobies try to open up a portal to bring him back, but instead it backfires and they, except Andrew and Buffy, are all sucked in to the dimension Spike is in. Having no money, no job, Buffy can't pay the rent so she and Andrew must move on to the street, and try to find a way to get her friends back.

~*Disclaimer - I don't own any of the characters(.

A/N: Thank you for the reviews. I'm not too sure about Amy and Andrew "Kate", because Amy isn't going to be in it a whole loy, plus I promised some people to hook him up with Dawn, and I've already kinda done so. And the age difference, but if you have some other suggestions I'll see what I can do.

~* Buffy stared open mouthed at her. "Amy," Buffy whispered.

"So Willow's gone, I knew there was a reason I felt happier," Amy said, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"And now I know why I don't like it here," said Buffy. She wasn't scared, but what if Amy had become more powerful?

"Why don't you leave then, it's not like I'm going to help you get your annoying friends back," said Amy opening up the door.

"Why don't you like them Amy, what did they ever do to you? We helped you, like when your mom stole your body, when you were a rat. Willow spent her time trying to change you back, and just because she was getting hooked on magic and needed to quit, suddenly she's mean! I don't think so!" Buffy said getting madder.

Amy opened her mouth, but no words came out. She knew what Buffy was saying was true, and Amy couldn't remember why she didn't like them. She had said it was because Willow got away with everything, and she didn't, but that wasn't the case. She sighed.

"Fine dammit, I'll help you!" Amy was mad. Deep down she always wanted to be part of the Scooby gang, but for some reason they never let her in. Maybe if she helped them, Buffy would let her in. But then again, there was that potential brat Kennedy. She'd never let Amy come into the club.

"Is that potential still there?" she asked.

"Who?"

"Willow's friend, Kendall, or something."

"Oh, Kennedy. Um no her and Willow kinda broke up," Buffy said.

Amy smirked to herself. "Ok, well then get your stuff and we'll do the portal thing," said Amy.

"I don't know what-, umm mhondower, and a bowl thingy, and spider, and other gross stuff, but you helped us so you know, right?" Buffy said still a little shocked that Amy had agreed.

"Oh, you mean the chant of Mhondower, the bowl of Rythenessio, Piknotg Blood. And um, Quando sap," Amy said with putting on an air.

"And a spider," Buffy added.

Andrew shifted.

"I don't recall there being a spider in the ritual," Amy said scrunching up her forehead in thought.

"For a sacrifice, Willow said that you needed one in orde-"

"Oh, right. I was going to use him. I assumed that's what you brought him for," Amy said looking Andrew up and down. Andrew gulped, and tugged at his collar.

"No! He's just a fr-" Buffy had been about to say friend, Andrew noticed and smiled.

"He's just an acquaintance," Buffy said.

"Oh, then a spider will do," Amy said looking a tad disappointed.

They gathered up the supplies, and then Amy led them through a beaded curtain, and into, a room lit with purple lights. It was smokey and smelt like incense. It reminded Andrew of when he Warren, and Jonathan had gone to Laser Quest, and played all night, then passed out of exhaustion, and smoke. He grinned.

Amy lay out the ingredients the same way Willow had done. Then she too, started to chant. Her eyes turned black and her voice deepened. Buffy and Andrew had serious Deja-Vu. Then a small speck of light appeared and gradually got bigger. Amy was panting in between words, and struggling not to quit, but it opened. Buffy stood there. First she'd say Spike's name. then they'd go in together and et her friends. She stepped forward and cleared her throat.

"Spike, died in Sunnydale, underneath the school," she felt light headed. Then there was a flash of light, and a outline of a figure appeared. It was Spike. He still had his hand out stretched. Buffy gasped. His leather duster rippled slightly. He stumbled. Then he caught sight of Buffy. He blinked his eyes.

"Buffy!" he muttered.

Buffy felt a tear fall down her cheek, and ran forward. She embraced him in a hug. He pulled her away from him, and stroked her cheek. Then he moved in slowly, and their lips stumbled upon each other. They kissed passionately then pulled away.

"Gross," Andrew exclaimed. Amy looked up at him and smiled, thinking the exact same thing.

"So, where are we?"

A/N: I decided to make this chapter in two parts. Yay, I can finally write Spike's name ( Damn he's hot! Thanks again for the reviews! Keep em' coming.