AN: Dawn's around 19. Lives in her own apartment. And that's basically it. Well, she never had a real realtionship with Spike before; they were just friends. But, of course, she had a crush on him. Yeah, that's all.

Enjoy.

BY THE WAY, I never figured Spike to be souled. He could be, but it never became important because I always think of Spike as unsouled. So, yeah.


Walking into The Bronze, Dawn spotted a patch of bleached hair and ran over to it.

"Hey, Wi-," she started until the man turned around. Her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped.

"Oh my god! Spike," Dawn cried and jumped into his seated lap. Wrapping her hands around his neck, she gave him a big hug. He put his hand behind her back and patted it a few times, but didn't return the hug. So, Dawn backed away from him.

"How was LA?" she asked while taking a seat next to him.

He gave her a simple shrug and took out a fag from his pocket. Placing it in his mouth, he lit it and took a deep drag. Exhaling the smoke, he picked up his beer and sipped it.

Dawn gave a hurt look, but quickly covered it up. She didn't understand where his aloof attitude was coming from. Maybe something changed or happened when he was with Angel.

"I missed you," she quietly told him as she gave him a lopsided smile.

Spike raised his eyebrows and took another sip of beer.

"Sure you did, 'bit," he simply said and got off his ass and walked away. Which left Dawn alone at the bar. The bartender slid her a shot glass filled with a clear liquid.

"From that man over there," he said while he pointed over to a dark corner. She drowned the vodka fast and slammed the glass down. Walking over to where he pointed, she stopped when seeing white.

"Dawn," William greeted as he attacked her with his lips. She giggled as he went right to her neck, licking his own bite.

"Wanna dance, pet?" he asked as he took her hand and led her to the dance floor.

A slow song played itself through the speakers and Dawn's arms wrapped around William's neck. The straight shot went directly to her head so it was hard for her to dance straight. William's hands held her hips as they swayed to the music. Resting her head on his chest, she gave him a smile.

"Spike's back and he's mad at me," she slurred. "Want to come over to my apartment?"

He gave her a smirk and threw her over his shoulder. With her legs kicking, they exited The Bronze and headed towards Dawn's place.


Short chapter, I know. But I'm giving you a big update. So feel better. (: R&R please.