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CHAPTER TWO

"Oh, Buffy, hi," said Dawn, as Buffy came in. She looked at the clock for the first time in hours. 10 o'clock! "Buffy, you look tired. What's up?"

What was it? Oh yeah, that was it! Spike was turning her into a vampire! Buffy nearly told Dawn, but then stopped, remembering his warning. She shook her head. "Nothing," she said and yawned.

She looked down to the table. To her dread, she saw books open all over the table.

"Oh, no. What up now?"

Giles looked up from the thick volume he was reading. "We've just found out about another demon attack - on the museum."

"Oh, no." Buffy said again. As if she didn't already have enough to worry about. Instead, she put on a brave face. "Fill me in."

"Well, it's that dagger - the one that makes it possible for a demon to kill you. Also, one of the spell books, but we don't know which one."

"I can see why they'd want that dagger, but a spell book?" Buffy frowned.

She looked over the table to see Anya and Xander, also flicking through the piles of books on the table. Willow was typing frantically on her laptop, obviously surfing the net.

"Ah - ha!" Willow excaimed. "I knew it!"

"Knew what?" asked Anya. Willow turned the screen to face them. There was a picture of a book with very small writing around it.

"The book. It's called 'Slayer diarys' - a book about the history of previous Slayers, right from to ancient Greece to you, Buffy." Willow smiled. "It's very intresting."

"Wait a minuite. It's got Buffy in it?" Xander asked, with a worried glace at her. "Isn't that, er...kinda dangerous for her?"

"Yeah, but it was meant to be safe in the museum."

Buffy turned to Giles. "Is there anything else I should know about? Anything else that happened?"

"Funny you should mention that, Buffy..."

Someone knocked on the door.

Buffy?

Nah, couldn't be. She breaks the door down.

"Spike?"

Now that wasn't normal. The Slayer was knocking.

"What?"

"Can I come in?" she called.

Whoa. That definatley wasn't normal.

"You're not the vampire. You can come in."

Why was she being especially nice?

"Hi Spike," said Buffy, opening the door. "I need some info."

He rolled his eyes.

"I also don't want you to go back on our agreement."

Then he grinned. "So, what do you need to know?"

"Well, some stuff has been stolen, a book and a dagger that can kill me. I was wondering if you could go and find out about it."

Spike thought about it. If it meant Buffy was this nice to him, then -

"Sure."

"Thanks." Buffy smiled at him. "Will you also try to find out if there are any demons who punch holes in peoples backs, suck out their organs, you know the sort of thing."

Spike stood up. "I'll do whatever you want, luv."

Suddenly, in one swift movement, Spike crossed the room to stand before Buffy. "I love you, pet." Before she could answer, his lips met hers. Buffy closed her eyes, and her hands rose up to his face. Laying one palm on his cheek, the other wrapped around his neck. Spike stroked her short, silky hair then pulled her down onto the bed. It only lasted for a couple of seconds.

"Sorry," said Buffy, eyes snapping open. "I ... I don't know what c - came over me." She sounded short of breath. "You ... you'll find out for me, then?"

Spike nodded. As she left, he smiled slightly. "Whatever you want," he whispered.