A/N: Okay guys here it is…a new chapter. I had a hard time of having these two meet. I think I re-wrote this one at least four times before I finally came up with this version…I know that some of this will be out of character…but you have to remember that they have been having these dreams for almost two complete weeks so their feelings are being pulled apart and changed with each different POV…there is a bit of Buffy/Angel…But not a lot as I don't like that paring so, before this note becomes longer then the chapter…I hope you enjoy thank you all for your reviews…also this chapter as a lighter rating and the dream is a human au of sorts…I think you will all enjoy….have fun….and remember to review…

Chapter 5: The Human Life For Me.

Buffy watched the door after that last dream. She couldn't face them. Not even if it was a dream she didn't know what she would do. She didn't want to think about it. Gathering up her stuff she straightened all her clothes out and walked over. She checked it out. The coast was clear. She grabbed her stake and raced to the doors pushing threw them as Giles came back into the library from his office.

"Buffy?" He asked looking around. He shrugged and pushed over to the doorway to her bedroom. "I have some news about your dreams. Everything should be okay-" he looked in. "Buffy?" he asked. There was no reply. Then he saw that the bed was empty. He shook his head. Why did this girl always think that it was better to run away from her problems. He grumbled a bit as he went to grab his jacket then he went out hoping to find his wayward Slayer before something or someone else did.

Angel watched Buffy walk down the street. She looked a little out of it. Swaying slightly on her feet. Not paying attendance to anything that was happening around her. If she wasn't carefully she was going to get attacked. He sighed he wouldn't join her at the moment after Spike's last 'visit' they had agreed that a little bit of space was needed. He was just watching out over her like he always would. She turned and headed towards the graveyard. She still wasn't paying attendance and Angel supposed he was to busy to have sensed his Childe.

Spike watched the Slayer as she moved across the graveyard. He grumbled as she staked a few odd vampires. He could sense his sire, which meet that he was close. He growled and vamped out as a demon attacked the slayer, she wasn't paying attendance and the demon managed to get a hit in before she could block it.

He almost moved forward to help her but the big poof bet him to it. Growling in the shadows he walked backwards, he needed a drink.

After dusting that vampire Buffy looked around. She sensed some powerful vampires. She recognized on as Angel, but the other one. She closed her eyes and tried to place him. He was so familiar. Her eyes shook open. It was Spike! She gasped a bit in surprise. He was here, in Sunnydale. She thought she was gonna pass out as she couldn't breath. All of her dreams came back to hit her full force.

She closed her eyes. Suddenly she was flying backwards. She grunted in pain from the demon attack.

"Damn it." She cursed shaking herself back into the present. A large demon stood in front of her. She bit her lip. "I was think here." She grumbled as she pushed herself up and attacked. She landed two blows when she was hit again. She stumbled back two steps then saw a blur of black.

"Spike?" She asked, extremely excited…more then she should have been. But no...it wasn't him, this man was to large. It was Angel. Her heart sank. She frowned at herself. What was wrong with her. Angel was her boyfriend, should she be happy to see him.

Spike looked up at the clock. It had been almost an hour since he had left the Slayer to deal with the demon. He couldn't help but feel a bit worried about her. He sighed, what was wrong with him, all he ever wanted to do was find and kill the current slayer, but something had happen lately. He blamed the dreams. She had gotten under his skin and he couldn't get her out of his system. She was all he ever thought about anymore.

"Just need a good lay mate." He said to himself, as he swirled around the glass of Rum he held in his hand.

He knew the moment that this had all started. It had been the moment he had seen her. She had been….still was a hot little thing. Dancing with her friends, her blonde hair flashing in the dim lights. Then that Halloween and almost getting to taste her. He moaned at the memory he had been hard for almost two weeks after that. Ever time he had to think of her and the way she had still managed to get out of his grip. They way he body seemed to fit perfectly against his.

Then later when they had spared as she tried to save the vampire groupies, that had been painful. Being stuck in that room with minions and Dru not being able to do anything about his…problem. Then as she was trying to save Angel. He had let his guard down for a spit second and she had gotten the better of him. He still remember how it had felt being stuck in that wheelchair. Oh, how he had wanted to kill her.

Spike also remember watching her trying to overcome the pain and loss of her lover to the evil that he had been. He rejoiced all the pain that crossed her face and how he had felt the same way with Dru. Angelus had torn both their lives apart. He sighed and took another drink.

Then just the other week when he had come back into town looking for a spell. He thought he was going to die when he saw he for the first time. She looked so good. She was strong and powerful no longer a little child that she had been she had finally grown up. Become the slayer that she could be. Spike had thought that he was going to cum right there and then. He signaled to the bartender to fill his glass back up.

"Spike, are you sure that they is a good idea?" Willy asked nervously. The vampire rolled his eyes.

"I'm payin' ya ain't I?' He demeaned. Willy's eyes widened in fear.

Buffy watched as Angel fought the demon. She was bored stiff. Angel thought she was a child and she hated it with a passion. Spike would let me fight my own fights. She thought. She frowned as Angel snapped the demons neck. He walked over.

"Hey." He said softly smiling at her. She smiled back kissing him on the check. He frowned.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Just tried." She said. "Weird dreams." He smiled and pulled her close.

"I could walk you home." She shook her head pulling out of his grip.

"Need to stop by Giles'." She said.

"Oh, okay. I'll take you over there." He said taking her hand in his.

"I can walk by myself." She snapped, instantly regretting it as his face dropped. "Angel, I'm sorry-" She began.

"Don't worry about it." He said pulling back from her. "You don't want me around to night." He shrugged. "You know where to find me." He said as he walked off into the darkness. Buffy cursed her luck…then her dreams.

"Spike just stop and think, what if the slayer-" As he spoke the door flew open and she walked in. Spike grinned and turned in his chair.

"Speaking of the She-Devil." He hissed out-loud. Her eyes narrowed.

"Spike. I thought I told you not to come back here." She growled as she made her way over to the bar. He shrugged.

"Never was one to listen very well." He told her as he watched her hips roll with every step. He licked his lips, his eyes traveling up her body coming to rest on her face as she stopped in front of him.

"What are you looking at?" She asked. He stood up.

"Perfection." He turned on one heel grabbing the nearest bottle and walked out of the bar.

"Hey!" She called out. "I wasn't done…" She ran after him. He rolled his eyes.

"Ask me why I care." He said looking down at his nails. They needed to be re-painted soon.

"What was that?" She asked once they stepped outside of the bar.

"What was what?" He asked looking her over. Not bad. Short skirt, long cut top. He sighed and opened the bottle with his teeth. He offered it to her. She shook her head and glared.

'What you said to me, about the perfection."

Spike shrugged. "It's what you are." She blushed deeply.

"Spike…" She began.

"Look slayer." He took a deep breath. Gods she was gorgeous tonight. He thought. "I'm just driving threw." He lied. She pouted. Spike closed his eyes. All he wanted to do was reach over and kiss her.

"-headed?" He reopened his eyes as she spoke.

"HUH?" he asked. She rolled her eyes.

Speaking slowly as if to a child she repeated herself. "Were are you headed?" She asked.

"Canada…I haven't been there in a while…"He shrugged.

Buffy watched him take another drink; all she could think of was kissing him senseless. She frowned. "Why Canada?" She asked.

"Strong liquor." He mumbled as he pushed past her.

"Hey, where are you going?" she asked grabbing his shoulder she spun him back around to face her. Growling he slapped her. She gasped and moved back holding her check.

"Buffy..."He began. Her eyes darkened.

"How dare you." She gasped turning in the night she fled. Spike watched her run.

Buffy ran the entire way home, trying to fit back tears. What was wrong with her. Spike had done worst then slap her before. That was before your dreams. She told herself. A tear fell from her eye as she opened her front door.

"Buffy, you're home early." Her mother called. Biting back a sob she ran up to her room. "Buffy?" She called worried.

Buffy slammed her door shut and dropped onto her bed. Grabbing her pillow she held it over her mouth as she began to sob. She felt like something had been taken from her. Gasping for breath she turned onto her back and looked up at the ceiling. What was wrong with her? She felt so lost. Looking over at the window she watched the moon climb into the sky. When it reached about half way Buffy finally let her body get the sleep that it was begging for.

Spike looked around at the empty building that use to be the factory. Sighing he pushed bits and pieces off of the bed and lay down on it. What was wrong with him. He felt 'bad' for hitting the slayer early. Growling in frustration he rolled onto his side and looked up at the door. The stairs had collapsed when the white-hats had saved the witch and the boy. He closed his eyes drifting into a peaceful sleep.

Elizabeth slowly opened her eyes to see a large ballroom before her. She gasped as she had a small problem with breathing. Looking down she checked to make sure that everything was in order before she took a step into the grand room. Her new (Victorian) gown was stunning and she couldn't wait to show it off. She scanned the room for anyone she knew. She blushed when her eyes fell onto William, he smiled at her and moved across the room.

"How is Milady tonight?" He asked as he gave her hand a kiss. She blushed more.

'I am fine my Lord, and your self?" She asked with her upper class accent.

"Wonderful, now that my best friend is here." He said smiling. "As I need your advice." She nodded.

"But of course. What can I help you with?' She asked as he offered her his arm. Smiling she linked them as they moved onto the dance floor. A slow waltz began to play.

"I have a special woman that I would like to ask something tonight." Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat. But she knew that it wasn't here. Never her. Ceily this, and Ceily that, was all that her best friend ever spoke about, she had been in love with William since they had turned seventeen and he had failed to notice her as anything other then a friend.

"And you are worried that she will say no?" She asked. William smiled at her and she thought her knees where going to give out from under her.

Shyly he nodded. "You always know me the best, Liz." He said creasing her check softly. She closed her eyes. Ceily was so lucky to have William to ask her to marry her.

"She would be a fool, if she didn't say yes." She reassured him, her heartbreaking with every word. He smiled down at her and kissed her forehead.

"It was a pleasure, Miss. Kent." He said, as they broke apart. Elizabeth watched him walk over the other woman, which had caught his eyes. She watched carefully as they talked. She hissed as laughter fell over the room. Elizabeth watched as William fled the room. She looked around at the others and glared at them. Taking a deep breath she picked up her dress and raced off after him.

"William!" She yelled as she ran into the street. She looked around. "WILLIAM!" She screamed, there was still no response. She felt a tear fall onto her check. Then she heard something. A man mumbling. Smiling she took off running in that direction.

"William." She gasped as she turned into the street. She had finally found him and he was with a woman. He turned surprise.

"Elizabeth?" he asked surprised turning away from the dark haired woman that had captured his attendance. "What are you doing out here at such a late hour?"

"I was afraid for you." She said gasping for breath, "Who is this?" She asked pointing to the woman behind William.

"We just meet." He said walking over he took Elizabeth's arm. "Come on, we should be getting you back to the party."

"No, William…I…my place is beside you." He froze.

"Liz, you don't know what you are saying." He began.

"Yes, I do.." She said as she pulled away from him her back to the dark woman. "I love you William Clother." He grinned at her.

"Truthfully?" He asked. She nodded.

"With all of my heart." He pulled her into a hug. Behind them they heard a deep growl. Spinning they found a evil creature. William stepped in front of Elizabeth.

"You will not harm her." He warned. She tipped her head.

"You are right." She purred. "I will change you and then you will kill her." And with that the monster lunged towards them.

TBC….What ya think? listens you think I'm evil! gaps then a evil laugh you would be right insert evil laugh …when I get a few reviews…I will post the next chapter….Let me know if you have a dream scene that you would like to have written….