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Buffy stayed still for a moment as she heard the woman's voice. It was firm, it had a British accent but different than the ones she was used to hearing. Her voice also held a tone that indicated she wasn't here for fun but business.

Buffy stood up, when she heard their voices floating through the hallway and footsteps approaching the dining room. Buffy had the urge to go away, but the part of her that was curious glued her feet to the ground. She knew there was no point in leaving, she had to find out if this 'girlfriend' of his was a Slayer and of course it would be kinda rude if she just left.

Spike made his way into the dining room, followed closely behind by his visitor. Spike stood to the side, as the woman entered the room. She looked up to see Buffy standing near the table and said, " I didn't know you had company, if I had I would have come at another time. It's late as it is."

" S'alright, I got no problem you comin' tonight." Spike lied. Bloody hell, she has the world's most perfect timing for ruining things, Spike thought angrily. Stupid bint shoulda 'f come 'nother day. He wasn't ready to break the news to Buffy.

Buffy looked the woman over. She was dressed in a beige business suit. Her hair was pulled away from her face, into a tight bun. Her hair was brown and you could tell it was wavy. She had a dark brown eyes that almost looked black. She stood tall, with her chin raised upward. Standing near or far, you could sense this woman was important. She looked like she was in her early thirties. In her hands, she was holding a sleek black briefcase.

Buffy's eyes rested on the woman's hair. The hair, she had seen this woman's hair before. Yesterday, except she had been wearing down. This was the woman that Spike had been with yesterday. Buffy's eyes flashed as she realized who this woman was. 'I don't think she's a Slayer' Buffy thought.

"Hello," Buffy greeted the woman, with a fake smile.

" 'ello, I'm Claire Owens, " the woman replied back with a warm smile.

"Buffy. Buffy Summers."

Claire smiled and shot a meaningful look at Spike. Buffy saw this and wondered if Spike had told Claire about something about her.

"I'm pleased to meet you, Buffy Summers." Claire said.

"Same here," Buffy replied with another fake smile plastered across her face.

"Now that we're done with the pleasantries, how 'bout we all take a seat," Spike said as he went to his chair.

Spike was seated at the end of the table, Claire sat to his right and Buffy to his left. Claire put her briefcase on top of the table.

"Well, William, you know I'm not 'ere for any form of entertainment, I'm 'ere on business." Claire reminded him.

Buffy cringed as the woman called her Spike, William. How come she calls him William? He doesn't like being called that. Then another thought popped into her head, What if he likes to be called William now?

"Right, business," Spike agreed, preparing himself to stand.

"Business? What kind of business?" Buffy asked curiously.

She noticed that Spike didn't seemed pleased that she was asking questions. She inwardly smiled at that fact.

"Don't you know what kind of business?" Claire asked surprised, staring at Buffy,

"Nope, I don't know what kind of business, unless it uh never mind," Buffy trailed off. She was going to say unless it had to do with vampire stuff. Business? Buffy's curiosity was piqued.

"So what do you do exactly?" Buffy asked Claire.

"I'm a lawyer," Claire responded.

" A lawyer," Buffy repeated. "Did you get yourself in legal trouble William?" Buffy asked joking.

"No, I'm not in any legal trouble. And s'not any of your business," Spike shot back. He stood up. "I'll be back in a moment, c'mon Claire let's chat about that business in the other room."

Spike left the room, Claire followed taking the briefcase along with her. Buffy was left alone with her thoughts. 'What's his problem? Is he hiding something? She had to find out, if it was something bad. It wasn't bad, he stopped doing bad things a long time ago. Then, why doesn't he want me know about it? Maybe it's private. Her thoughts then switched to Claire. She sure didn't look like a Slayer, or that she was Spike's girlfriend. Maybe she had been mistaken, maybe he didn't have a girlfriend. Buffy felt relieved at the thought of that.

Spike and Claire where in the den. Claire was seated in the chair beside his desk. "I take it you haven't told her yet? Claire asked already knowing the answer.

"No, I haven't bloody well told her. Wasn't going to, until later. I don't even know how she'll take it."

"I think the sooner, you tell her the better. The reason, I came is to have you sign one more paper and it's done." She opened the briefcase and pulled out several papers. She looked through them until she found the correct one.

She pulled out a pen from the open briefcase and said, "Here, sign right on that line."

He took the pen from her hand and quickly scribbled his signature onto the piece of paper.

"It's done right? No more signin' anything' " Spike asked, as he returned the pen to her.

" Everything is finished and legalized. We won't have to do business again, unless there's something else you need me to do for you. And if you do, you know how to find me," Claire told him.

"I'll be on my way then. I still have more business matters to attend to. You have the copies right? Okay then I'll be on my way."

"Good night, Spike," Claire laughed, as she exited the room. " Don't worry, I'll find my way to the door."

Spike stood in the room. He went to his desk and opened one of the drawers. He pulled out several papers and left the room. He entered the dining room, Buffy was no longer seated. She was looking at several paintings that were hanging on the wall.

"Hey, the guy in the picture kinda looks like you," Buffy pointed to the man in the painting. He had the same blue eyes as Spike but was much older. He had a graying beard, and clothing from the nineteen century.

"Where's Claire?" she asked.

"Gone, she left." Spike stated.

"She left, how come?" Buffy asked confused. What happened with the business stuff? She wondered.

" She was 'ere on some quick business."

"Oh,:

"Take a seat, we need to talk." Spike said as he settled himself onto his seat.

Buffy took a seat. She didn't know what he had to say, but she felt herself get slightly nervous. His voice was serious.

"So, what's up with that business? Why do you need a lawyer? You're a vampire, I don't know many vampires that hire a lawyer. Well, Angel he owns the law firm, but that's a different story," Buffy babbled. She cursed herself, she shouldn't have mentioned Angel. She saw Spike's eyes flash a golden color when she had mentioned his grandsire.

"Well, I'm not buyin' a law firm, like the poof, that's for sure. This lawyer is different, she doesn't work for some evil law firm."

"Really, how do you know this? And why do you need her? Buffy continued asking questions.

" I know, this for a fact. She works solo, and yeah she isn't your average lawyer. Most of her clients are mostly vamps."

"How come she works for vamps?"

"She works for vampires because her great grandfather used to. You, see when I was first turned into a vampire and after my mum passed away." Spike paused for a moment, closing his eyes for a moment when he thought about his mum. He had felt so guilty about turning her, but at least when he staked her she went to a better place. It only lessened the pain a bit.

"My mum had money that my grandfather had given her, when he passed away. She had it in a bank. I took it out since I was the heir. But since Angelus, Darla, and me and Dru were always movin' from place to place, I decided to put money in a safe place, so I found out 'bout a lawyer who stored money for vamps."

" Was that lawyer a vampire or what?" Buffy asked, surprised to hear that there was a lawyer that worked for demons and vampires. But then again, it shouldn't have surprised her, she'd seen weirder things.

"Nope, he was human alright. Don't have a clue how he found out 'bout the nasties of the world but he did. He didn't seem to have a problem with 'em, after all he did safe keep their money and the like."

" And what does this have to do with the lawyer you're seeing now?"

" Can't a bloke finish telling' his story?"

"Fine, continue."

"Right then, so I left my money with 'im. I forgot about the money, living for more than a hundred years, tends to make you forget things. Not that money was important, back in those days I didn't need money to get whatever I wanted. Use to nick stuff all the time." He paused for a moment to see Buffy's reaction. She just rolled his eyes.

"So what you finally remembered about the money?" Buffy prompted him.

"Yeah. Turns out my money is still in safekeeping, just with his great grand daughter. Guess the old bloke was really loyal to his clients, made it into family business so the money would still be safe. Anyway, the point is now I decided to do something' with my money."

Buffy smirked. "And what's that buy yourself a home here in England? Or a lifetime supply of blood?"

"Very funny, Buffy. This house is mine, belonged to my grandfather. Haven't been 'ere since some time in the 90's. As for the blood part, I could if I wanted too. Havin' money stored away for hundred years ago does accumulate into quite a nice sum."

"That explains the mess. So does this mean you're quitting your job as a security? Now that you're rich and stuff?" Buffy asked, starting to worry that with his new found wealth he wouldn't return to Sunnydale. Now her worries changed slightly, now it wasn't about a girlfriend, back to the what if he doesn't come back worry.

"Might, I dunno. But this is what 'm really goin' to do with the money," Spike said as he put some papers in front of her.

She took the papers in her hand and began scanning down the pages. Her eyes widened, as she read the papers. She continued reading and then looked up still clutching the papers in hand. Her eyes locked onto Spike's.

" Spike, wow. I mean why are you doing this? I can't accept this it's too much." Buffy stammered.

Spike felt himself get angry at the prospect of her not accepting what he was offering her. Spike finished off what was left in his drink.

"Why not? You could use the money. What would I need it for? I'm just a vampire, I have no use for it. 'Sides 'm keeping' some for myself. Look you could do with the money, finish payin' off the house. And Dawn, what 'bout when she gets to college. She'll need it for tuition."

"Okay, you have a point but I'll find a way. I have a good job now and .." Spike cut her off, " Yeah, you have a job but doubt you'll have enough money to pay the little bit's tuition when the time comes."

"You don't know that. I bet I could." Buffy retorted.

Spike sighed. His mouth then formed that sexy smirk of his, " It doesn't matter if you want it or not anyway. The money's been immediately transferred to your bank account. There's even an account just for Dawn's tuition. Claire made it so that everything was just the way I wanted it. Girl, has lot's of resources."

Buffy's mouth formed an 'o'. Her eyes were wide with surprise. She couldn't do anything but stare at him and feel her mouth open and close in complete shock. After she let it sink in for a few minutes she regained her voice.

" W-w-hat? How? Why would you do this?" Buffy stammered.

Spike's smirk left his face. " Why shouldn't I do it? You know I care about you."