I've been having this ongoing dream for the past few weeks. I feel that it's time that I share it with the world. Some of the things I added, but most is from my dream. As it started as a dream, I'm not going to break it into chapters. Rather, I'll break it into the nights.

Disclaimer-I own none of the characters in this story(as much as I would like to own Spike) except for Claire and Katlynn.

It had been a great day at the mall. Very profitable too. My best friend and I were heading back from it around 10 that night. We were both tired, and wanted to get back to our houses as quickly as possiable.

"Let's take a shortcut through the graveyard." my bud, named Katlynn, suggested. Going through a cemetary after dark, in Sunnydale. Not usually a wise choice. But hey, I wasn't going to complain. It was shorter, and my bags were really heavy. So, I agreed.

We climbed the fence and dropped into the graveyard. We were about halfway through it when I heard a noise from behind me. About half a dozen vampires popped out of nowhere as I looked behind me. "Crap!!" I said quietly. I looked over to where Katlynn had been standing a second ago, but she was gone. "THANKS!!!"I shouted after her. Some help she was. I thought.

I hadn't lived next to the strangest girl in town for all of my life and learned nothing though. Besides, living in Sunnydale has taught me to be prepard for an attack anytime. I pulled a stake out of my jean jacket pocket and brandished it at the oncoming vampires. It didn't even phase them. One, I guess he was the leader, smacked it right out of my hand. Then , he grapped my hair an pulled it. Hard.

"Aaaaiiiiiiieeee!!!" I screamed. "Somebody help me!! Please!" I yelled as loud as I could. There was a growl from behind me, and then the vampires scattered. I looked down, and saw a large gash in my new halter top that was showing red. New shirt, and it's completly ruined... That was my last thought before I blacked out from lack of blood.

When I woke up, I was still in the dark. I mean that both literially and figurtivily too. Gradually, my eyes adjusted to the light and I saw that I was in a crypt. My first thought was that I had been kidnapped by the same vampire who had attacked my. However, that thought was soon changed when a man with blond hair, beautiful sapphire eyes, and a black leather duster.

"You alright?"he asked. I reconized his accent as a harsher British than what my father had.

"I should be" I responded. I looked down at my aching gut and saw two things. First, I was wearing a different shirt. Second, I had what appeared to be strips of black t-shirts tied together.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Well, you were bleeding real bad. The wankers did a real number on you. I brough you back to my crypt, took out my homemade ace bandage, gave you one of my shirts, and let you wake up."

"Wait. You did say, crypt, right?"

"Yeah, I did"

"That means your a vampire!!!" I said fearfully. I tried to stand up, but discovered I was still really weak from the blood loss.

"Calm down. I'm not gonna eat you. If I had been going to, you wouldn't be here right now."

"If I stuck here with you, can I at least know your name?" I asked him.

He smiled. "Spike."

So, what did everyone think? Please review. oh, and don't worry if some of the things that happened didn't make a lot of sense. I told you this is a dream, so remeber that dream logic applies.