A/n: Ok, here's chapter two. Hope its as good as the first. A plot will develop I promise!! And Im writing this on my dads computer so if the grammer is off, blaime it. Thank you to all my reviewers- I love you!!

-P.D.

Dear Nibblet,

I miss you, Bit. Life in L.A. is pretty different than on the good ol' hell mouuth. Angel's little girl, Melly, is probably the sweetest little chit next to you. She's the mini-nibblit. Come and vist us, love, I could really use seeing the familer face of someone I love. I miss you. I miss you a lot. Gimmie a call sometime, Bit.

Love,

The Big Bad (Spike)

I grinned, re-reading the email I had just opened. At least someone still loved me. After the encounter with the man who claimed to be Spike's Childe in the cemetary, it was good to hear that Spike didnt metion feeding off of a human. He told her everything, the vampire she had seen that night must have been a liar. Simple as that. After coming home to an empty house, I had searched for some sense of comfort. My email was the first place I looked. I was never one for computers, that was Willow's gig. But, she had taught me the basics and I had gotten pretty good and searching and emailing and all that jazz. Thinking of Willow, I decided to email her and Tara after I replied to Spike.

Half an hour later, I trudged my way to the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"Damn," I muttered, glaring at the emptiness. A carton of milk, some cheese, and an apple. The freezer was the same, only containing a cartoon of chocolate fudge chip icecream. "Time to go shopping I guess," Reaching into the jar in the cabniet above the sink, I pulled out a white envelope. It had my name printed across the front and had yet to be opened. Every month, the remianants of the Scooby gang sent me a small about of money to help me out. My job at the local bookstore barely paid enough for me to get by. Stuffing the envelope into my pocket, I grab bed the keys to the truck and headed out the door.

"I'm goi..." I had to stop myself, remembering that there was no one to tell that I was going to the store, that there was no one to care if I was out past curfew. There was no one.

When I pulled up to the grocerey store, the clock read 10:00 A.M. I hadnt slept and for some reason I didnt need to. Turning off the car, I took a deep breath and perpared myself for the saturday grocery store havic. Kid's screamed, parents yelled, and I found myself dodging carriages and praying I would get out alive.

I couldnt breathe.

"Phycos," I muttered, sterring my carriage towards my car and mummering curses directed at the insane women in the store. "Since when is it ladylike to knock someone down to get the last box of triskets," I asked no one in particular. Three hours in a grocery store. No wonder it always took Mom forever to get home.

After unloading the truck and cleaning every space avalible, I had nothing left to do and still had more energy then ever. I wasnt tired, I wasnt cranky, and I really wanted to move. So, I ran upstairs took a shower and got ready to go clubbing at the Bronze. My choice of clothes for the evening was my tight red corset like top and my black jeans. Topped off with my duster, boots, and curled hair, I knew I would be a hit at the club.

I walked, despite the way I regretted it last night I had so much energy it was "wigging" me out a bit. While walking, I got the nagging urge that someone was following me. Being the sister of a vampire slayer, and the key, I should have known better then to ignore it. But i did.

The Bronze was crowded, and I couldnt help but grin when I saw my favoirte band "The Screaming Werewolfs" playing. Ironicly, the lead singer was Oz's younger cousin. I threw my leather jacket on one of the chairs and walked to the bar.

"Dawnie!!" The bartender, a man named Rocco, exclaimed upon seeing me. He pulled me into a hug over the counter and handed me a Rum and Coke. Though I was just seventeen, he always let it slide.

"Shh, Roc, must you call me that?"

"Always, sweetheart,"

"I'll talk to you later," I pecked a kiss on his cheek and walked to the dance floor. Taking a sip of my drink before putting it on the table that my jacket was at. I had always had a thing for dancing. I dont know why, it alowed me to let go. It was a lot like slaying. A new song started up and I walked onto the floor, moving to the beat. Someone came up behind me, a guy by the way his body felt against me. We danced for a while before I noticed the warmth of his body gone. I kept dancing, and jumped a little when I felt a cold hand snake onto my stomach. I turned around, keeping my eyes closed and let my hands wrap around the man's neck. His lips graced my neck and I felt my heart beat pick up. We moved closer, unable to stop even as the one song ended and another began. God only knows how long it was before I opened my eyes to find myself staring into the gorgeous blue ones I had seen just the night before.

"Shit," I muttered, pushing out of the vampire's arms and grabbing my coat. I threw it on, and slammed the rest of my drink. Nodding to Rocco, I left the club.

"Why are you afraid of me," I turned, noticing how close he had gotten. He could have bit me. I had let my guard down.

"Afraid? What the hell makes you think I was afraid," I asked my voice calm, taking out a cigarette from the pack in my pocket. It was a nasty habit I had picked up from Spike. He offered me a lighter, but I dismissed it and used my own.

"You ran,"

"It would have been pretty hard to explain to a room of humans how a man suddenly became dust," I replied sacastically.

"No need to be testy, Luv,"

"I told you to get out of my town," I took a long drag.

"I was never one to listen,"

"You better shape up then. This is my town, and I call the shots here,"

"Spike always said you had an attitude,"

"Leave him out of this,"

"Why?"

"Because when I stake you I dont want to think of him,"

"He's my sire, Summers,"

"Spike doesnt feed of humans. Get your stories strait next time," I stalked away, choosing to ignore his last comment.

"What the hell is it with you Summers girls,"

A/n: Next chapter you'll find out the guys name, and his connection to Spike. Review!!

-P.D.