I know so far the whole story might seem a bit cliche... but in the end I have been laughing so hard trying to write it, and I hope you are likeing it... so please r/r and tell me what you think.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Usually you wouldn't expect for your sworn enemy to help you out, and I think Buffy was having a hard enough time trying to grasp it in her mind, that Spike, her sworn enemy was helping her as of now. Or at least she thought he was helping her. As if somehow over the coarse of three months he miraculously changed, and was no longer evil. Although Buffy couldn't see that happening in a life time, she hoped in the back of her mind that somehow it had, for her own sake. Right now Buffy was in a weak state, having her memories control her, and her life just breaking apart and slowly coming back together one month at a time. Her mind still searching for a reason why her memories were beginning to fade.

It was high time for her to move on, but admit it… if you were in love with Angel as much as her you would have a hard time letting go too. But Spike had his mind set on one thing, and would not stand for Angel to get what he wanted. Spike wanted more than anything for Angel to burn in hell, with eternal torture and suffering and the whole nine yards of pain, well maybe not that much pain. Spike was just there now to take Angel's girl away from him so that he would have to go back to hell, and stay there where he belonged. Buffy looked up to Spike and in a now quite controlled tone said, "What do you want Spike?" Buffy of coarse knew that it was pointless to ask this question, for every time she would ask that to Spike, he would somehow deviate from the original question with a question and statement of his own. Considering he just smirked and said, "Hm… do you really have to ask so many questions? It does make being nice to you so much more complicated…"

Being nice… why was he being nice? What was he planning now?

:Meanwhile:

Angel walked through the darkness into the school, he had hoped that Giles or someone there might know where Buffy was tonight, the last he had seen her was out at the park, but he couldn't come out at that time. Then next thing he knows she is gone, and is nowhere in sight. He pushed open the doors to the library seeing Giles and Willow sitting at the table talking amongst themselves. Angel traveled towards them taking down his cloak and looking at them quietly as he stopped at the table, "Hello Rupert… Willow…" he spoke in a calm tone as if he expected them to know he was back from hell, as if they were supposed to say 'did you have a nice vacation?' or 'Angel! Glad your back!' but I am afraid none of those suggestions are in order. Willow and Giles just stared with quirked eyebrows, finally Willow spoke up, "Um… Hi Angel… um Buffy's not here… right now… in fact we have no… no idea where she is…" Angel smiled his sly innocent smile as he replied calmly, "Oh… well that's too bad…" He didn't exactly sound evil, but he did sound as if he had just come from hell and he couldn't find the woman he came back for., with a hint of irritation.

Angel finally thought to himself, and he cursed himself for letting his guard down. Now he knew Spike had Buffy, and since he didn't know where Spike was, which meant he had a fellow vampire to hunt down and kill within a years time. He looked to them anger flashing in his eyes, wait, not anger vengeance. His hate for Spike was beginning to grow with the white hot intensity of 1000 Arabian suns, and with Angel, that is not a pretty sight, nope not pretty at all. Just as Angel was about to unleash his wrath a note flew through the window of the library into Angel's hands. Angel opened it and read aloud for Giles and Willow to hear,

"I have your love, the one you have missed

And the one I shall take with one simple kiss…"

This was the last straw for Angel. He was not going to let this happen, he didn't even know that Spike could ever rhyme, and he was not going to let Buffy become Spike's new pawn. He crumpled up the note and threw it to the floor, he then looked at Willow and Giles, "Will you help me find her?" Giles and Willow looked to each other then say in unison, "Yes of coarse…"

:Meanwhile:

Spike paced the stone floor as he had his servants tie Buffy up to a chair. He looked at her seeing her angry glare, basically if her eyes were lasers, there would be two holes burned right through his eyes. Buffy is not usually one to be reckoned with , but this was different though. Her life had been changed after what she had done to Angel, she hadn't done too much in the way of vampire slaying or anything, just a few demons here and there, nothing too big. So she was getting a bit rusty, and she didn't want to take too many chances. Especially with her memories fading like this.

After a moment she began to forget some of the things that had happened that night, and it was beginning to make her angry. She had no idea why her memories were fading, but she didn't like it, no she didn't like it at all. Spike stopped and stood next to her smirking lightly as he used one hand to lean against a stone pillar next to the chair that Buffy was tied into. He stroked her hair lightly with the tips of his fingers, "Ah… you look in pain… could it be because your memories are fading, or the fact that you can't stand being around me…" Buffy glared at him, her glare taking no prisoners as she added, "or maybe it's both…"

Spike laughed and began his speech type thing in his sexy English accent, "Well… soon your memories will be mine, as will you dear slayer… as soon as you forget your little friends and Angel that moron of a demon, you will be mine for the taking. You see what I am doing is using a rather old orb to collect your memories, and I am starting with your lover boy Angel…" Buffy's eyes grew wide, as she realized that Spike was trying to make her forget everything except for him. In her eyes this wasn't right, and she wished that Angel could come to her rescue, but what would be the use if she couldn't remember him when he did come, maybe she should just stay with Spike.

:Meanwhile:

Angel, Giles, and Willow were headed out the door, until someone had stood in their path. It was Xander, his eyes were blank, as if he had been possessed. Not that he had been, or had he? A small smirk played across his face as he walked up to Angel and in a smug tone says, "She wont go back to you…" he paused and circled Angel, taking amusement in Angel's concerned look, "after Lord Spike is done with her… she wont even remember you… heh… she is going to be with Spike." This shocked more that just Angel, but Giles and Willow as well. Angel was now curious at this, and he could clearly see that Xander had been bitten, "Tell me Xander… why will she have forgotten me?" Xander laughed, "Because Lord Spike is taking her memories away from her, and that is all she has left of you… so if you don't hurry to the abandoned mansion… it'll be too late." The three that weren't Xander ran off towards the abandoned mansion.

:Meanwhile:

Spike was growing impatient, he figured his little messenger should have made it by now, and the vampire lover boy should be on his way. He turned to Buffy loving the look of pain on her face, he touched her bottom lip lightly with the tip of his thumb, "When you 'rescuer' gets here I shall finally make you mine, an rub it into his face so badly…" By now most of Buffy's memories were gone, and she had nothing to say to this. All she could do now was nod, "Yes… Spike…" Spike laughed lightly to himself and muttered, "I think I shall be getting used to that…"