The tv was on but neither of them was watching it, they were cuddled close together, Buffy's head on his chest as one hand picked at the front of his shirt.

The moment was interrupted by Buffy's tummy gurgling. She buried her head against his chest embarrassed.

Spike laughed softly, "You hungry, Buffy?"

"Maybe a little." She answered raising to meet his smile with one of her own.

"I can fix that, " He stood and offered her his hand, "Got some sandwich stuff in the kitchen and some wings that can be microwaved."

She took his hand and let him lead her to the small kitchen. He picked her up and sat her on the countertop then started digging in the refrigerator. Spike pulled out turkey and ham and cheese, mustard and pickles. "You still like wheat bread?" He asked as he opened the cupboard.

She nodded, "You remembered. Why do you have all this food, have you been feeding another Slayer that I don't know about?" She asked teasingly.

"Nah, sometimes I get peckish for a sandwich, you want some wings too?" He asked as he began to spread mustard on the bread and stack the meats and cheese.

"No, I think that sandwich will be quite enough." She giggled as she watched the sandwich grow.

"I wish I could hear that sound more often." He turned to her and tilted his head grinning.

"What sound?" She asked swinging her legs from the countertop.

"You, giggling, it's beautiful. Don't get to hear it enough." He patted the top slice of bread before cutting the sandwich in two pieces.

"I think that might change." She smiled sweetly, "I see giggling in my future."

"So do I." He replied playfully tickling her ribs as he removed her from the countertop.

Buffy giggled again, "Stop or I won't be able to eat."

"Okay, only because I don't want to hear that horrible noise from you belly again." He raised his eyebrow at her.

"It wasn't that bad was it?" She pouted slightly.

"No, of course not, all of your body sounds are lovely." He teased her.

Buffy took a bite of the huge sandwich, "This is really good, want a bite?" She offered him the sandwich.

"No thanks, you want some more soda to wash it down?" He asked as he took a clean

glass from the dish drainer.

"That would be good." She said around another mouthful.

Spike poured the soda and handed it to her. He leaned against the counter watching her eat and thought maybe she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, even with the spot of mustard on her chin.

Buffy noticed his staring and blushed slightly, "What? Do I have something on my face?"

He pulled a paper towel from the holder and leaned forward, dabbing at her face, "Just a bit of mustard. I got it."

Buffy leaned into his touch, it was suddenly very warm in the kitchen, "I'm not hungry anymore."

She announced as she put her plate in the sink, she gulped down the soda as if it would give her courage and turned to him, "I'm just very tired now, I think I might like to lay down. You haven't shown me the bedroom yet." She batted her eyes at him seductively.

Suddenly Spike felt the kitchen grow warm too, he almost stuttered as she asked, "Buffy, are you sure?"

"More sure then I've been of anything in a long time." She pulled him close to her for a kiss as he picked her up and headed towards the bedroom.

******

"He's heavy." A gruff voice complained in the darkness of the garage.

"Yeah, well you don't have to be gentle with his sort, just get him in the trunk. We've got to get him to the tunnels underneath Wolfram and Hart. I'll call our connection and let him know the first part of our mission is complete."

The gruff voiced man was still complaining as he hauled Angel into the trunk of the dark car, "Smitty, we getting paid in advance for this, I don't trust those guys much." He said as he slammed the trunk shut.

"We get half when we deliver him and the other half when the jobs, done. I ain't stupid, Marvin, don't trust them either." Smitty smirked as he got into the passenger side of the car and pulled out his cell phone and dialed it, "It's Smitty, sir. Yes, we've got him, we'll meet you at the tunnel entrance like you said." He clicked the phone off without a goodbye.

They drove to an alley behind Wolfram and Hart and parked the car. Cautiously Marvin opened the trunk, "He's still out."

"Good." A voice replied from the shadows, "Now if you two will follow me."

"Yes sir." Smitty replied as he and Marving removed Angel from the trunk of the car. They followed the man in the business suit into the alley, it looked like an ordinary wall but when the man touched a certain graffitti a small door opened it led downward into a maze of tunnels. "Put him in there." The man instructed, "Make sure it's locked. I don't want him to see me, so we'll conduct our business in the other room."

Smitty and Marvin did as they were told then followed him into a small bare room. The man in the business suit handed them a brown bag, "Here's half as I promised, when we're done you'll get the rest. I'll contact you when I need you again."

"Thank you, sir." The two men replied as they hastily turned to leave.

When the other man was alone he pulled his phone from his jacket pocket, "Eve, we've got him.

It's started, once they realize Angel's gone, it won't take much to convince them that Spike was responsible, especially now that the Slayer is back in town.. We'll have both of our souled vamps out of the way and possibly the bonus of taking down a famous Slayer, too. Wolfram and Hart will be under our control very soon." Lindsey hung up the phone and grinned to himself. He must have come to town under a lucky star, he had been watching the Spike and Angel situation carefully, with Eve on the inside and a bug in Spike's apartment, he'd found their shared

weakness - one Buffy Anne Summers, it was sheer luck that she had come into town at just the right time.

****

Wesley peeked into Angel's office, he had not seen him all day. Harmony could only tell him he'd left the office. He ran into Fred in the breakroom, "Fred have you seen Angel?"

"He was here early this morning, he said he was going to check on Spike. But that was hours ago, did you ask Harmony about it?"

"She only knew he was out of the office, she's not sure where he went." Wesley frowned, "I'll call Spike's place." He carried his coffee back to his office and picked up the phone.

****

Spike was placing small butterfly kisses on her neck and shoulders smiling as the small sighs coming from Buffy as she gave him better access to her neck. Her own hands were busy exploring the small curls at the nape of his neck and kissing whereever she could reach.

The phone startled both of them. Spike looked at the ringing phone as if it were a two headed demon. "Don't answer that." Buffy smiled as she placed her hand on his cheek and turned his face back towards hers, "Remember what happened when we answered the door?"

He laughed softly as the phone rang again, "Right, we'll just ignore it." He had no problem taking up where he had left off, his lips finding hers again.

*******

"I guess Spike's out. Maybe Angel decided to come clean with him." Wesley hung the phone up, he was sure nothing was wrong.

TBC