A woman runs from a vampire threw the night, running into a alley screaming for help, the vampire walks up to the girl and corners her between himself and the alley wall. He smiled at the girl reaching out and touching her cheek. He vamped out. "PLEASE!" The girl yelled, "Don't hurt me!" He pulls her to him and moves to bite her.

"Don't be scared." Buffy-bot said with a proud voice, "I'm going to kill him." The vampire looks over at the Bot and pushes the off the girl and he growls at Buffy-bot. "You can run now." Buffy-bot said with a glimmering smile.

The girl ran.

Buffy-Bot rolls her eyes noticing that the vampire tried to run also, "Not you!" She called running after him. He pushes a dumpster into her path she shakes her head and jumps over it. She lands on top of him and knocks him to the ground. They both jump up but she sends him back down with a circle kick. He gets up and she pushes him, kicks him down again. He crawls to an empty glass bottle grabs it and hits Buffy-Bot on the face with it.

Buffy-Bot stumbles back and the vampire gets up. The broken glass tore a hole in the bot's forehead and sparks start to fly around. "You're.... You're... you're a machine!" The vampire stammered looking at the robot confused.

Buffy-Bot smiled, "Thank you!" He backs away from the Bot, "Stop!" Buffy-bot shrieks. She walks forward, directly into the stack of large kegs. She backs up a few steps them walks back into them again. The vampire watches and a smile forms on his lips, she continues walking into the kegs again... and again. "Vampires! Beware! I'm the Slayer! And will SLAY you!"

Grinning the vampire turns and runs off.

Summers House

Spike sits on the couch looking at the Buffy-bot as she stairs straight back at him, there are times when he looks at the bot and sees Buffy looking back at him, he hated those minutes. This wasn't Buffy, not his Buffy, not the one he'd fallen in love with. She gave him a cheeky smile and he looked down at him hands "I'm confus...ed?" The Buffy-bot said.

Spike looked up at her, "Got yourself cut." Spike explained pointing to her forehead.

"So I've been harmed?" She asked tilting her head to the side.

Spike nodded watching as her hair falls around her shoulders. "Then I must report to Willow!" She exclaimed standing up knocking over the chair she had been sitting on. "Its in my programming!"

Spike shook his head, "Stay put, she'll be back soon." He said getting up and fixing the chair.

"NO!" She said loudly. "I MUST report to Willow!"

Spike growled, "Shh," He said angrily, "Gonna wake the bit!"

Willow walks into the house and was greeted by the Buffy-bot's ear splitting scream, "WILLOW!" She shrieked. The bot walks toward Willow, knocking over a side table with a vase on it. Spike catches the vase. Willow comes into the room as the bot walks into a wall.

Willow looks at Spike, "What happened, where's Dawn?"

Spike rolls his eyes, "Upstairs, in bed. But the bot here seems to have got into a scrape while she was on patrol." Spike watches as Willow positions the bot in front of her and looks at the cut on her forehead.

"I think... think my feet are broken." Buffy-bot said.

Willow sighs, "Eh, looks more like a short in the navigational system." She steers the bot over to the sofa and sits her down while talking to Spike. "Can you get the flashlight from the, uh, kitchen?" She asked looking at the scrape.

"She wanted to go out and look for you again, but I figured there are enough things in Sunnydale that go bump in the night." He said heading for the kitchen.

Willow sits on the table across from the Buffy-bot. "Good thinking," she whispered lost in thought.

"But my homing device locates you when I am injured. I am programmed to go to you." Buffy-bot explained.

Willow nods, "Right, I know. Still, I think just this once, it was a good idea to stay put." Willow lifts the bot's shirt and peels back the skin over her stomach, revealing various wires and circuitry. "Spike was right." She said poking around in the bot's insides.

Buffy-bot looks up at Spike when he returns with the flashlight, "Sorry, I questioned you Spike." She said looking at Spike he looked surprised. "You know I admire your brain almost as much as your washboard abs." She said giving him another one of her shimmering smiles.

Spike looks pained, "I told you to get her to stop doing that." Spike said quietly to Willow.

Willow sighed, "I did. I mean, I thought I got all that stuff out of the program. I don't know why it keeps popping up." Willow said softly looking at the bot.

Buffy-bot watches as pain and anger cross over the vampires face with interest. She tilts her head watching as he moves toward the door. Willow doesn't notice Spike moving.

"Can you shine the flashlight right here?" She asked and looks over to where spike was, he was gone she looks over at him as he grabs his coat and opens the door. "Spike!"

Spike turns toward the witch, "Tell nibblet that I left her something on the kitchen table." Spike said before walking out.

Willow sighed and looks at Buffy-bot, "Did i say something wrong?"

Willow shook her head, "No, it's not your fault." she said typing.

Buffy-bot pouted, "I think Spike stopped liking me."

"That's not true, he-he thinks you're swell." Willow told her.

"Then how come he never looks at me any more? Even when he's talking to me." Buffy-Bot said looking at Willow anxious for some kind of explanation. "He still loves the other Buffy... doesn't he?"

Willow nodded, "Very much."

"He's sad a lot."

Willow nodded, "HE misses her." She explained typing.

"Does he hate me because I remind him of her?" She asked tilting her head to the side.

"He doesn't hate you." Willow said looking up at Buffy-bot, "He just gets cranky, the way vampires do. Now, just relax. I am gonna make you good as new."

Dawn's Room

Dawn in bed, wide-awake, staring at the ceiling. After a long moment, she gets up. She walks around her room for a while then throws on her jacket. She opened her window and climbed out.

Spike's crypt

Spike's chuckle files the crypt loudly as he watches something on the TV; his left leg was thrown over the side of the chair one hand resting on his knee and the other hand holding a bottle of whiskey. He smiled watching the screen when he heard a woman's scream coming from the graveyard, "Don't these bloody idiots learn NOT to go to graveyards after dark? They live in Sunnyhell after all!" He sighed getting up and walking out to see Dawn being attacked by a vamp.

Fear covered him and he quickened running to where HIS bit was in trouble. He threw the vamp off of the young girl and punched him hard. The vampire looked up at the bleached vampire, surprised. Spike rolled his eyes and kicked him hard in the chest into a tree watching as he exploded into dust. "What the BLOODY HELL are you doing out in a graveyard?!" Spike demanded whipping around to the girl.

Dawn looked at Spike and her bottom lip quivered slightly, "I couldn't sleep."

"I have one bloody rule, Dawn, don't come at night."

Dawn saw the anger burning in his eyes and sighed, "Sorry." she said softly, "I couldn't sleep." She said and looked away not catching the pain washing away she turns around and notices a tombstone. She sighed heavily and started walking toward it.

Spike follows slowly at behind. He watched as she knelt in front of the two tombstones. "Must feel like everyone's leavin' you, eh?" Spike asked tilting his head to the side.

Dawn traced the letters to Buffy's name. "She saved the world." Dawn said her voice weak, "Should have been me." she whispered, "All this happened because of me."

Spike shook his head moving toward her kneeling down next to her, "You say anything like that again and I'll rip your bloody throat out, alright?" He asked growling low in his throat. Two brown eyes locked on his, he saw them start to water.

"I should have jumped, shouldn't have let her." she said gripping the grass hard, "It's all my fault."

Spike shook his head, "It's not your fault, Dawn, she knew what she had to do, and she did it."

Dawn closed her eyes tears slipping down her cheeks, she opened them to face her sister's and mother's tombstone. "It's not fair." She whispered harshly.

Spike nodded reaching out and rubbing the young girl's back lightly. "It'll get better."

"I'm not stupid, Spike, I know you still miss her, I hear you, crying at night sometimes." Dawn said turning to him.

Spike takes his hand away from her and runs his fingers threw his hair, "Look, I'm just--"

"Trying to feed me bullshit?"

"Bit! Watch your tongue!" Spike sighed, "I'm not saying to forget about her... just don't forget the good." Spike said, "Did that make sense?"

"Kinda."

"Come on, bit, make you out of the cold and into the damp." spike said gesturing his crypt. Dawn smiled sadly and stood up with Spike and followed him to his crypt. "How's about some ice-cream?" He asked with a smile.

Dawn smiled, "Love it!"

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