I hope that this is as suspenseful for you as it was for me! Well… this has been one long journey just getting longer! Please if you really could I would love to hear from you! On to ch.4…

That morning, around ten 'o'clock, I woke up restless, so I went down stairs to walk around the huge house, careful trying not to wake anyone.

When I got down stairs I realized I wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep, Spike was up too.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"For what," he asked.

"For everything, making a big deal the night you changed me, last night when I was asking about that hard time, for waking you up."

"You didn't mean for that big of a deal, you don't have to apologize for last night, and you didn't wake me up."

"O.K., but I'm still sorry."

"Don't worry about it," he said looking deeply into my eyes.

I looked back into his and all I could see was a loving look, a look that vampires weren't supposed to get, but some could. Apparently Spike was one of the few, like Angel.

Spike moved closer and was now within an arms length of me, "Why do you worry so much?"

"I don't worry too much, I do worry for the ones that I care for and the ones that care for me back though."

"I see," he said, and then he turned around and went to sit on a couch. I followed him and we both sat there. There was a silence and then Spike broke it, "Which one of us do you like most?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I just want to know."

"Then truthfully I would have to say you."

"Why? Angel has helped you out more and cares for you a lot."

"I know, but I also know that you care for me too."

We looked at each other and then we leaned forward and kissed. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it an unforgettable moment because it was my first real kiss.

"Wow!" I said in shock.

"Yeah, I guess that if you spend enough time with someone they do grow on you."

"Well I better get to sleep then," I said getting up to leave.

Spike pulled me down, "no," he pleaded.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Stay down here and we can both sleep down here," he said with passion.

"Alright," I answered to his plea. I settled in, in his arms. All I remember was feeling him kiss the top of my head and then sleep engulfed me.

I woke the next night to see that the only one still asleep was Spike. Angel and Dru were sitting in the chairs of the family room talking.

"'Night," I greeted.

"Good to see one of you awake," commented Angel.

"And why were you two down here to start?" asked Dru.

"We couldn't sleep so we curled up on the couch after talking for a bit," I answered.

Spike stirred and woke up just a little after I answered Dru. He was still tired, but he had no intention of sleeping again.

"Start the party without me did you?" he asked, still half asleep.

"Yep, sorry, we would have waited but you were sleeping like a baby," Angel mocked.

"Oh stop being the prissy boss you twit," Spike spat back.

"Not now," I said, getting tired of the constant fighting, whether it was verbal, physical, or mental. I tried to change the subject, "So how are the werewolves on this beautiful last night of the full moon?"

"Fine, fine," answered Angel, happy to change the subject as well.

We sat there for a while, Dru in one chair, Angel in the other, and Spike still with one arm around me on the couch. We sat until about midnight when finally some action stirred the silence. It was a scream out side the door. Right away Angel and Spike were on it, Spike being completely oblivious to the point that I had hit the ground with a thud when he rose up.

When we all got to the door or a window we saw that there was a lose werewolf after what seemed like a prissy school girl. The girl was no more than the age that I had been when I had been changed, she was fresh and strong meat to the werewolf, like I had been.

I couldn't last long looking at her so I yelled, "Well, is someone going to do something?"

"I'm leaving now," Angel answered hurriedly as he ran out the door.

"Well, he won't be gone long," said Spike, "Let's just settle in and let him take care of it, he'll be fine."

"No problem there," I commented.

"I agree," said Dru.

The three of us sat down how we had been, only now Spike and I sat straight up and down, unable to relax.

When Angel came back he was alone.

"Where is she?" I asked before he even took more than two steps in from the door.

"She got away fine, but she did seem really shaken," he answered sounding exhausted.

"No, really?" I asked sarcastically before I thought through what I was saying, "She was just attacked by a werewolf! What do you think that anyone would be like 'oh well that was fun, same time next week'?"

"No I just," he tried.

"No, you listen, you think that since your so used to being part of this little game, part of this chase, that it's the same for everyone else. Guess what? It isn't!" I yelled in his face out of frustration and furry. "I have to take a walk."

I simply turned and left Angel standing there, stunned. A few minutes into my walk I heard someone behind me. I froze and turned around on the spot. It was Angel.

"Look I'm sorry about that outburst, I shouldn't have done that," I apologized.

"No, I should be sorry. You were right about it all, I should have thought over what I said before I said anything," he admitted.

"Same here."

We stood while an awkward silence lingered between us.

"I guess we better get back," I pointed out.

"Yeah."

The rest of the night was a routine full moon night, and since it was the last, we would move on to our next stop tomorrow.

We started the next day packing up at about three in the afternoon. We were ready and packed by dusk. Once the sun went down too low for it to be a threat to us we went in search of the next rest spot which I was told we would stay at for at least two days, unless there was a reason that we could not. This was a relief, since this was only my second real big move I was not used to the ways we had to move, so staying at one place for more than a day was easier on me than it was to be constantly on the move.

"Where are we going to stay for our next stop?" I asked, too anxious to have to wait long for the answer.

"At a friends place," Dru simply put, too simple for the boys.

"Yeah, you haven't met him, but he is a great guy once you reason with him once or twice," started Angel.

"Or three times if he's having a bad day," Spike added simply.

"He doesn't sound like the greatest host to ever live," I pointed out.

"Oh, once you meat him and show him your strength, he sees he's not the boss and he'll go away," explained Angel.

"Or at least get off your case, either way your safer with the strength of William the Bloody with you," Spike said, puffing out his chest and raising his chin. I hate to admit it but he really looked like a dork when he did that.

I elbowed him in the side, playfully, but used a little too much strength and I caused him to double over. "That's enough strength too I guess," he stated as he got to his feet.

"Sorry about that, didn't mean to put that much force behind it," I said helping him readjust the bags he had so he could get back on his feet easier.

The rest of the walk didn't last very long before we got to where we wanted to be.

When we got to the place a sign I saw a sign with the letters CLOSED on it that sat on the door.

"We have to go around back I guess," Angel said.

"Yeah, don't want to have to pay to put the door on again now do we?" Spike remarked in a smart tone.

"Don't get started with me tonight Spike, I am in no mode to be messed with," Angel responded.

"Oh yeah, tell that to Willy," Spike said pointing to the figure now standing in the door frame. This man called Willy was small and scrawny but it was apparent that he had some brains.

"Hi there," started Angel.

"Get out of here Angel. I am in no condition allowing you to stay here," Willy said firmly into the face of what he knew could be certain death.

"What? You wouldn't deny a young lady and some friends of hers a place to stay in a desperate time now would you?" Angel inquired pointing out that I was there. I did not take kindly to the point that Angel was using me for his bidding.

I punched him square across the face, "I don't really think that I'm that desperate, but if you really want to deny us a place I could always take out my anger at Angel out on your face instead," I directed the last part at Willy.

"Of, no that won't be necessary to do, please come in and stay as long as you like," he said, stuttering on his own words.

"Nice fake anger strike," Angel commented.

"That wasn't fake," I answered, which caused Spike to snigger. That then caused Angel to give him an evil glare.

We went inside and I had a look around. The place looked like a modern day bar and it looked like a modern day place. There were stairs that led up to where the bedrooms were too. It was nothing special, but I could get used to it.

There was a roomy bedroom upstairs and then a smaller room where Willy slept and then the bathroom. There was a basement but no vampire could go into it to sleep because of the window that faced right into the morning sun. My question was would we all sleep in one bedroom or what? The answer was that we would all have to sleep in a room meant to only hold two to three people, but who ever said that vampires listened to silly little rules like that?

We all got into there and when I saw where the boys had to sleep I felt terrible that they had given Dru and me the bed. The only place where the boys could fit was two separate corners of the room that were small and cramped. I refused to sleep on the bed if that's where they had to sleep so the others and I agreed that Angel and Dru got the bed while Spike and I slept on the floor.

I still don't understand why I didn't talk Dru into getting on the floor too. The blankets were better than the ones on the bed and the floor felt like the crypt that would normally serve as home to a vampire, so the floor was like home sweet home.

I slept like a baby and would have slept past night fall if it hadn't been for the noise that came from down the stairs.

I awoke when I heard what sounded like a bulldozer going through the wall and when that happened I threw on the clothes for the night and ran down the stairs.

When I got down there I saw that the source of the noise had been Spike hitting a wall while Angel and him fought it out in the middle of the bar. They were at each others necks pounding on one another until what seemed like hours had passed.

I didn't know what time it was but when they stopped fighting they were both a wreck and they were both unable to move. Who really won that fight still is a mystery today, but it was apparent that both vampires thought that it was the one that they were fighting, not themselves (a rare case).

That was a fight that was hard to forget but not one that I would ever bring up to their faces, for, still today, they fight over who the true winner of that fight was, only now they don't vote for each other, they vote for themselves.

The after math of that fight took a while to recuperate from and they did need help. Angel ended up being bed bound for a couple of nights while Spike was bed bound for the same amount of time, but for different reasons.

Angel had injuries up and down his legs and arms, while Spike had injuries over his body, and while Spike had fewer injuries, he still was in just as bad condition.

Dru and I split the work of helping them to the point that since she still slept in the bed and I still slept on the ground I took care of Spike and Dru took care of Angel.

Something told me that that was going to be some long days, and that something was right.

The first thing that Dru and I automatically did was make sure we got them comfortable as we could get the two of them. They were both in a whole lot of pain and we couldn't risk them getting any worse, for our sake and theirs. If we had let them get worse then, it could have been both our necks, if we didn't help the boys then, we would have no defense for at least a month, including the full moon.

The first thing we did was get the two of them comfortable. Angel was not a challenge for Dru she just got him up to the bed. For Spike I had to spread out one of the four layers of blankets we had and I experimented to see how long it would take to get him comfortable.

When one layer was too thin I put on a second and saw if he would be alright then. For my sake I was glad he was. There was a little bit of readjusting to get him off his wounds but I found a way to get him in a good and safe position and kept him there.

With faze one complete Dru and I next had to help with the blood loss. It was a good thing that vampires were regular's at the bar and that blood was available to the customers and the guests. We got that and tried to make Angel and Spike drink. It turned out that Angel had a rib injury that had to heal before he could take in the blood but Spike was ok and I could get him to drink a glass full at least.

The rest of our mission was to keep the two of them comfortable and to make sure that they knew we were here for them. That was not a hard task and we even took turns (Dru and I), we could alternate this job with ease. This was not a hard thing to do at all and we got a chance to help both of the boys.

I was first to be with Spike. The whole time he was conscious but did not have the ability to talk apparently, which later we found out that a rib had punctured his lung. The whole time Spike wanted to talk he would just cough, sometimes dry and sometimes he would cough up blood. He was in a terrible state so I tried to just calm him down and keep Angel out of his line of sight.

Angel was easier, when I went to him he would just lay there and look like he was fine, but he always was in pain. He could talk though, so I at least could have a short conversation with him or get what he needed. He was nothing like usual; whether that was a good or bad thing I don't know. That is still a mystery, and I have been pretty glad that he was like that, or he could have taken the time to tease Spike or to attack him.

That day went slow, both with time and progression on healing, though by the end of the day Spike could talk and the cuts on both of them were shrinking if not gone already. That was the only good sign.

The two boys slept well for the night and they both looked better in the morning, though Dru and I refused to let them get up for more than a few minutes, they made progression and it was noticeable. This was a good reason that the fight didn't last as long as it could have, a very good reason. The only reason that they stopped fighting was that they had drawn a crowd and didn't want people to start to fear them all over again. They did both walk away from the room fine as well, but once they were out of the room they both had collapsed and Dru and I had to step in.

They both had these looks in their eyes when they saw each other that day that told the other one that the fight was not over and that the one to oppose the challenger would lose. That fight was not going to happen soon though, or at least not if Dru and I had a say in it. We both, the whole day, were constantly breaking those glares and trying to keep the fighting, even if it was verbal, to a minimum. The only problem was that the two of us against two older and potentially stronger guys was not a fair fight and eventually we threw in the towel and let the two of them fight about who had won all they liked. It was a very interesting day to say the least.

By that day, the two of them were back to normal, except for a few cuts here and there. That night Dru fell asleep, safely in Angel's right arm and I fell asleep, tucked towards Spike's body, held up by his left arm. That was a night that was the most peaceful ever since we had arrived at Dru's old house; it was one great night and one great day of sleep.

The next day I awoke well rested and happy that I didn't wake up to Angel and Spike fighting.

We all went down stairs when we were all awake and we went and had a descent (well, for us) dinner. We feasted on the plentiful blood and the many snacks that the bar had to offer. The rest of the gang seemed a little into discussion about something that I had no clue about so I just sat back for a while and rested. With the knowledge that we were the rulers of this territory and that very few creatures would dare to stand in our way I felt secure, even if my fighting skills were not very good.

The next few days I anticipated for there would, hopefully, be the luxury of no one or nothing getting in our way of leisure time. I had hoped.

There was a long wait but yes; there would be trouble, for it was in the signs, as Dru kept saying. There was a whole day where she kept having these visions and she would collapse and yell and scream and she would ramble about how the slayer was in her face, but no one was there, except Angel, Spike, and I. We didn't know what was up with her but she was in a strange mood the whole day. She was a good person and we trusted her, but she was out of her mind that day (or night if you think about it).

She was right about one thing though, the slayer was coming and there was nothing we could do to avoid it. We didn't know it then, but that night would change our lives after life.

That night was a good night for a hunt, but a good night to be alert. We had heard the demons in the bar the night before that swore that the slayer was chasing them and that her next stop was the town we were in. That was the worst news we had gotten in a long, long time, but we had to GET OUT of Willy's place.

Willy's bar was getting cramped and we just had to get a good stretch that didn't involve beating each other to a bloody pulp. That was a relief as well.

We were no more than a mile a way when I stopped and sniffed the air.

"What's wrong Aubrea?" asked Angel.

"I smell a female human, strong, never sensed anything like this before," I answered. "Dru, when you had those visions, what was the scenery like?" I asked turning toward her and that's when I saw she was on the ground with a girl with a stake in her face.

Dru was yelling and I could see Angel advancing from the corner of my eye. Angel was mad and he meant business. Spike and I hung back to see what was happening and what would happen. This was a huge deal and we didn't want to get into the middle of it.

Angel went up to this girl and he advanced on her fast. He never looked back when he went to attack and so he didn't notice the small crowd that had formed around us, both demon and human… the worst mistake for the humans, and the only choice for the demons. This brawl would end ugly for someone and we didn't know whom…

The girl was laughing as if she was so confident that she knew she wouldn't lose. Unfortunately she was right in her thinking.

She saw Angel coming from a mile away and she lunged off of Dru, who was now un-conscience, and she was at her ready with her stake. She knew that Angel would be a hard fight, Angel was infamous for his counter part Angelus, and she knew she was risking lots of people's lives by fighting with the crowd that had gathered around.

When she could finally tell that Angel didn't want to fight and instead defend his friends and the lives of the humans around them she yelled, "What's wrong Angelus… afraid of a little slayer girl over here or are you too worried that I'll hurt your precious Drusilla?"

"You know the answer to that, but not only am I protecting Dru, but Aubrea and, believe it or not, William back there as well," Angel responded, pointing to Spike at the end.

"It's Spike," mumbled Spike, too low for Angel to hear.

"Poor or Angelus, you still have that flame to defend your pack and your ladies."

"What, you think that I haven't changed, can't you feel it, I have a soul now, and if you hurt me you will no longer just be hurting demons, you'd be killing innocents."

"Y… you ha… have a… soul?" the slayer stammered.

"Yeah, so unless you want this slaughter to continue, I advise you to leave," answered Angel.

Angel went, and he watched her turn and start to run the other way, then he turned and ran to where Dru was, a mistake he would regret. First thing he turned the slayer pulled out a dagger and threw it with all of her might; it hit me right down the middle of my chest.

I don't remember what happened the rest of the night, but I still remember that night and I still where the scar in the middle of my chest, where it will remain to my dusting day.

… well what did ya think? I don't really know about this one so I hope that you enjoyed it!