WHAT!!!!

By jezebel

Disclaimer: See first chapter

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Author's Note: Thanks for all the positive feedback. I was really surprised any of you actually reviewed for such a short chapter. I can promise that all of the other chapters will definitely be longer. Hope you enjoyed the last two installments. Now here's the fourth. More Spikey goodness!!!

Chapter Four: Brooding About Brooding

Los Angeles

The Docks

       Spike got off the ramp. He was here for a reason. He had thought about it every which way and knew what he had to do. He couldn't go back to Sunnydale, not after what he had done. As much as he wanted to protect his Nibblet and be with Buffy, he couldn't face them. Even now that he had a soul, not in his condition. He knew he would return someday, but not now. At least until he stopped brooding. Yes, Spike, William the Bloody, the Big Bad, was brooding. It was all too much, so he would end up brooding some more. Damn, he was turning into his grandsire. He didn't know how he could be anymore like the great poof. It was horrible.

       So he came to the conclusion he had to see peaches himself. Why else would he be in LA, his city? He wasn't sure what would happen. He had no clue if the slayer had told Angel he had changed, that he was in love with her. He knew the two didn't talk so much. He also didn't know if the Poof

was going to hold him accountable of what happened last time he was here. So he tortured him almost to death, bit deal.

       As much as he hated the thought of Buffy keeping in contact with him, he hoped she had told peaches of his newfound helping of the helpless vendetta.

       He had found a flier advertising Angel Investigations. He had moved, to a hotel. Spike wondered why, but headed to his grandsire's offices. He needed help dealing with his soul. Plus he wanted to see peaches' face when he found out he wasn't one of a kind anymore. God, he wished he had a camera.