Yeah Shadowfax is back!!!!! I missed my muse.

Amanda couldn't get over the difference in Anne. Yesterday she'd been tired and lifeless today she was actually smiling and a little color had come back into her cheeks. I bet it has to do with that cute blonde she left with.

"So how was your night?" Amanda asked smiling, "Anything exciting happen?"

"Actually, I ran into an old friend that I hadn't seen in a while. He was kind of friends with my ex-boyfriend and we just talked about old times." Buffy smiled.

"Just talked huh?" Amanda teased, "If I'd left with a guy that cute we would've done more than talk."

Buffy blushed, "Spike and I aren't like that, we have too much history to get involved and even if I was interested He's still hung up on his last girlfriend. They went out forever and were pretty intense. I don't know if I'm ready to compete with that."

"Have it your way, but I wouldn't wait too long. This town's full of lots of girls who would like to snatch him up."

Mean while back at Buffy's apartment, Spike was snooping through the Buffy's dresser. He defended himself by saying that he needed to know where she hid all the stakes, but in truth he was curious about the sensitive girl behind the death quips and power kicks. As luck would have it he'd just stumbled across her diary and sat down for a nice long read that was sure to contain funny stories about Peaches that he could laugh about with Dru. Dru. God why did he have to think of her now? He knew that it was over, but it's hard to get over a century of loving someone. The way she moved, the way she dressed, everything about Dru was imbedded in his mind. How was he ever going to get her out of his mind so he could get on with his un-life? Spike looked down and smiled. I should start with a little pleasure reading.

Dear Diary,

Angel showed up again tonight. I don't know what it is about him, but sometimes I feel like he's the only one who understands what it means to be a slayer. That he knows what I'm up against every night and he wants to help, not by sitting in the library doing research, but being there with me, watching my back, protecting me. I think I'm falling in love with him.

All Spike could say was "Bloody Hell."