Disclaimer- I own no one but Claire (I wish I owned the characters though).

A/N- This whole Chapter is as seen from Spike's perspective

So, her parents were sucked into a hell dimension. Actually, that made a lot of sense, considering that this was Sunnydale and everything. People disappeared everyday for unknown reasons. Look at me a few months ago!

I looked back over at the girl. No, she had a name. Now, what was it again. Oh yeah. Claire. Nice name for her. It fit. I heard a noise. It was coming from Claire. Bloody hell, she was crying. Now, i don't know if you know this, but I'm not god with weepy people. Especially not weepy girls. What was I supposed to do? Say, "there, there, it's ok. Things like that happen in Sunnydale"? No, I don't think that would work very well.

What was it that the Slayer said whenever Dawn had a problem that she couldn't solve? Something about a candy. Candy Problem?? Candy Solution?? Chocolate Solution?? Chocolate Problem?? That was it, Chocolate Problem. Now, the question was, did I even own any chocolate that was still eatable?

"Wait here a sec Claire. I'll be right back." I said. Then I went downstairs. If I had any chocolate, that's were it would be. I searched all the drawers I had down there in a few seconds. That was an awesome thing about being a Vamp. Speed. You've gotta love it. Anyhow, eventually, I was able to find an unopened Hershey bar. Didn't know how old it was, but I didn't think that chocolate spoiled.

I brought it back upstairs and handed to to her. "what's this for?" she asked.

How to put this. I gave you chocolate to make you shut up. No, somehow, I didn't think that would fly. Time for some quick thinking, needless to say, not exactly my strong suit. "This sounds like a Chocolate Problem." There, kind, and yet to the point. Not bad, if I do say so myself.

She nodded and took it. "Thanks" she said, smiling for the first time since I had brought her here as she wiped away a stray tear cascading dowm her cheek. I think what was left of my heart melted right there.

"Get some rest now. You'll heal faster that way." I said, then I went downstairs to the fridge. I needed some blood. Bad. I should remember that chocolate problem thing though. It really seemed to cheer her up.

Please R/R.