AN: This is the sequal to Past and Present. This probably happened a few days after the last one ended. By the way things in italics are from prior events, ie: Spike's dream of what Dru told him.

Knocking on the door, she answered hastily.

"Spike!" she smiled brightly and ushered him in.

"Mind if I shower bit?" he asked while scratching his head and looking at her through his dark eyelashes.

"Of course. Just don't use all the hot water; I'm showering next," she slurred as she tried to focus her eyes.

He gave her a wink and stripped off his shirt and threw it on the ground. Dawn sighed as she saw his body; she missed that. Biting her lip, she remembered his caring touch. When she could taste blood, she cursed. The brunette, while lost in thought, must have opened her busted lip.

Spike turned on the shower and hopped inside. The hot water cascaded down his neck that realized all the stress he had been holding in the past couple of days. He didn't hear Dawn sneaking in the room and checking her lip in the mirror. He moaned as the smell of fresh blood came to his nostrils. It smelled like Dawn's.

"Dawn?" he questioned, lathering up soap in his hair. He opened the shower curtain to see her there, blood all down her chin. "What happened?"

He grabbed a towel and wrapped it loosely around his waist, soap still on his body and hair, and examined her lip.

"Bit it clear through. How'd it happen?" he asked suspiciously while trying to keep him from licking off the blood.

"Got in a, uh, fight when you were gone. Just opened it up by accident," she said in a sad voice. Tilting her head, her eyes watered from the pain of it all.

"Aw, love, don't cry. We'll patch you right up, how's that?"

She couldn't control herself as she bit it again, causing more blood to gush out. She let out a husky groan and stuck her bottom lip out.

"Best not let the blood go to waste," she said with hooded eyes and guided his head with her hand to his lip. He placed her bottom lip in between his and slowly sucked the red blood away from her skin. His eyes closed as her essence ran down his throat. It was like he had tasted it before. After the last drop hit his own lips he pulled back.

"You're drunk, aren't you?" he asked trying to conceal his growing hardness.

Her eyes fluttered open and she gave him a smile. Shaking his head, he gave a frown and stepped back into the shower, dropping the towel. Taking one step, she passed out. Spike waited until he was finished showering to pick her up and place her in bed.


I'm working on another fic. Hopefully I'll keep up my creative juices. But other than that, I'm not working on anything. I don't know why I told you that, but I did. R&R.