A/N: Reviews have been blooming! Thanks to everyone who did! To the person who asked if I could clean it up a bit... Sure I can! I actually totally agree with you, it was a bit scrunched up. Expect everything to be written as following from now on! I'm so glad you all enjoy my story! Keep checking back for updates!!

Chapter 4

Buffy groaned as she opened her eyes into slits to see a blinding light. She moaned again and shut her eyes tightly and held her forearm to her head to block the light that shone through her eyelids.

"She's coming to!" She heard a woman's voice squeak excitedly.

"Someone turn off that light." Angel said irritably.

"Move your great gelled bottom and let me talk to her." A very familiar British voice said as she heard some shuffling and shoves. "Buffy?" The voice asked again, tenderly. "You all right, love?"

Once she was sure the bright light was turned off, she opened her eyes slowly and sat up. She eyed an unfamiliar woman and black man with caution. "Who're they?"

"Fred and Gunn." Angel said.

She looked at Gunn. "Fred?"

"No. I'm Fred." Chirped the petite lady, in a tone of a sort of errified pleasure. "It's really great to finally meetcha, Buffy. I've heard so many--"

"Wesley?" Buffy interrupted in an incredulous tone, staring with her jaw dropped at her ex-watcher with awe. "Look at you! You've got the ruffled Colin Farrell thing going on!"

For a split moment, he turned back into the rookie Watcher he was 5 years ago. He stumbled slightly, thrown a bit by the compliment, then said in an unclear voice, "Well, um... I did a bit of... it's all just pers..." He straightened, sighing. "How are you, Buffy?"

"I've been better." She admitted and stood up from where she lay on the couch, looking around at everyone. "This is all very zoo-like." She said, staring around. "I feel like I'm on display. Pay a penny to see Buffy the Siberian tiger."

"I'd pay more to see you." Spike spoke up in a loud voice, glancing at Angel and shoving his way to her. "Buffy," He said in a quiet voice. "I've missed you."

She looked to reply, then stopped and gaze at Gunn, Fred and Wesley. Spike turned and also joined in the stare.

"Hmm? D... oh!" Fred nudged Gunn. "Nice to meet you." She repeated, then left with him and Wesley.

Spike turned his glare to Angel.

"I'm not going anywhere." He said firmly.

"Like hell you're not. You had your time with her, give me mine." Angel looked at Buffy, she nodded.

"Ten minutes." Angel warned before turning and leaving them to talk.

Spike turned back to her, looking happier than he had for the past week. "You look great. All brown and... stress-free." He ended with a grin.

"It's been a good summer." She agreed, smiling thinly. "Got me a genuine European tan!"

"I missed you." He said once again, looking at her straight in the eye. "I really did."

"I know. I... missed you too. I didn't even know you weren't crispy ashes until Willow told me after a call from here. Gave me a bit of a jump there, Spike."

"Gave myself a bit of a jump too." He grinned again. "So, Ponce Master been bothering you a lot since you came?"

"Where do you come up with all these nicknames? What's wrong with just 'Angel'?"

"I'll call him one when he acts the part."

She looked at him disdainfully, then put her hands on her hips and put her weight on one leg to relieve her body a bit. "Yeah, I talked to him for a bit. It was nice."

"'Nice.'" He scoffed.

"What more could I ask for?" She smiled sardonically. "I came back for niceness!"

"You came back for me." He said eagerly. "You knew I was here, you came after you found out I was alive. You came back for me. Like you did before." His eyes shone with adoration like no other.

"I..." Buffy trailed off, not knowing how to answer.

FLASH: Buffy lying on top of Angel in the sewers. Their faces nearly touching, nearly together.

She blinked hard, trying to get the images to stop, her hand forming into a fist. Just control it, they're just what you want to happen. Her mind reminded her.

"Buffy?" Spike asked, a bitworried.

"Y-yeah? Oh! Um... yeah, that's... that's definitely one of the reasons, Spike." She said ambiguously. One of the small reasons, the unknown voice shrewdly said. There's the big one, and you know what it is. Just look harder. You'll find it.

She looked past Spike's head to see Angel in the other room, pacing and glancing at them every so often to make sure nothing went to far.

"One of them."