Fall in LA was at its height and the Santa Ana winds were blowing constantly, the heat was enough to make a person melt.
Fred and Dawn were sitting on the marble floor of the lobby trying to cool down while they did some research, there had been a rash of attacks on young men who were dying their hair.
Fred figured it had to do something with the chemicals in the hair dye that were causing the demon to attack. Dawn thought since the attacks could be interpreted as sexual in nature that there was a female demon in heat that was attracted to cheesy guys who died their hair.
Both young women looked up as the door opened, and glared at Spike and Angel as they walked through the door. Angel checked over his shoulder to make sure that there was no one behind him; ever since Fred had taken on Buffy he was a little more careful around her. Angel realized that the women were glaring at him and Spike, he shot a questioning look at Spike and received a blank look in return, no help there.
Spike racked his brain to think of what he might have done to piss both Fred and lil Bit off, but he kept coming up with a blank, "Hey Peaches, hows about we go patrol that bar there?"
Faith and Gunn pushed past the vampires standing the doorway who were both doing a fairly good imitation of deer caught in headlights look. Faith tossed two very large Rocket popsicles to Dawn and Fred saying as she did so "I know its enough to make you want to stake em, it's hot enough to cook eggs on cement and they bounce around wearing leather." Before she collapsed on the floor in front of the sofa and dug into her ice cream cone.
Gunn simply laid down on the tile in the middle of the room, "Let me die here, I'm not movin even if a demon comes through the floor."
"Its not that bad in here," Spike said as he crossed the room to the weapons cabinet, "the marble keeps the heat down for you girls." He totally missed the look that Fred shot him as he went into the office to grab a cup of blood.
Ever since the alley Fred and Spike had shared the same room, they slept together but that's all they had done. In all the months since his bold declaration to Buffy, Spike had not even tried to put the moves on Fred in that arena. Oh, sure he woke up with Fred tangled around him and had the distinctive reaction that every male of any species had when they woke up with a beautiful woman wrapped around them.
Spike wasn't even sure what he was waiting for; he knew the rest of the gang thought it was terribly sweet (Dawn's words from an overheard conversation) that he was courting Fred. Not to say he still wasn't his bad assed self when on patrol, and well you really couldn't fault a guy for going after his broodiness every chance he got.
Spike wandered back into the lobby and watched Fred devour her Popsicle, she went after as she tackled everything, with complete concentration and passion. Spike felt his jeans suddenly get too tight as he watched Fred lick, nibble and swallow her treat. When she ran her tongue from the bottom to the top then swallowed the ice cold sweet and moaned in delight, Spike almost came right then and there. He closed his eyes and thought Grob Demon Gunk, dead puppies, old naked nuns, in an effort to reduce the effect Fred was having on him. This woman is gonna kill me, well at least I'll go down in history as the first vampire to expire from combustion due to unrequited lust.
Faith burst out laughing, she had watched the whole scene, and she knew Fred was going to get back at Spike for his comment in some way. She just never figured Fred out to be a tease; boy did that girl make a Popsicle into a item that shouldn't be allowed around children.
"Finally feeling the heat Spike?" Faith asked ever so sweetly
"Oh sod off" was his only growled comment before he went upstairs to shower.
