Chapter 15 Old haunts.

"I hate them." The first said morphed as Buffy to the preacher man.

"Yeah but what ya gonna do?" He laughed, "Because seeing as you can't touch nothing girlie you can't do nothing." He paused. "But I can."

"Yes, you can." The first said with her arms folded.

They stood on top of a hill looking down on Sunnydale.

"All these happy people won't know what hit them. When you become flesh."

"No, they won't." She morphed into Spike.

"Now I'm just off to see an old friend." He laughed and zapped away.

Spike walked down the stairs in the summer residents and grabbed his leather jacket. He walked into the kitchen and saw Buffy washing the dishes, we went up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and started to kiss her neck.

"Hello Buffy." He whispered in her arm.

She turned round and had soapsuds on her hands, she wrapped her hands around his shoulders and started to kiss Spike. She pulled away and saw all the potentials stood in the doorway.

"Get a room!" Molly laughed.

"Hey guys aren't you meant to be doing something else than watching me and Spike kiss."

"Hey we just wanted to go to the basement!" Molly said raising her hands.

Spike smiled at them and pulled away from Buffy. "You train them, I'll go slay."

"Okay, I'll see you later."

He nodded and kissed her softly on her lips and went out the back door.

All the potentials stood there smiling.

"Basement. Now!" She pointed at the basement door.

Spike walked along the road cheerfully and looked the left of him and saw himself walking along side him. Spike jumped back and looked at The first.

"Hey you, you're looking sexy tonight." The first laughed.

"What are you?" Spike said a bit worried.

"Didn't your lover tell you? It's me the first…Well and you the old you anyway."

"So you're the first." Spike put his hand straight through its head.

"Yeah that's right."

"What do you want?"

"You're a stupid prick Spike." The first laughed. "Every single evil thing can smell it on you, your stench. The soul and the slayer."

"But I'm happy."

"Are you?" The first stepped closer to him. "What about all those innocent people you killed? Can you still feel them inside your gut." He stopped and laughed. "Inside your soul."

The first had managed to get into Spikes head and it wanted just that to happen.

Spike looked away and pressed his hands against this head.

"You can feel them can't you. All the people we killed." The first said and morphed back into Buffy. "Do you really think I am with you because I love you Spike? I mean come on you are a hottie but you and I both know your not who I really love."

Spike took his hands away from his head and looked back up the first with tears in his eyes.

"Aw. Little Spikey had a little whittle cry."

"You're not her." He said with rage.

"I'll be seeing you." The first disappeared.

Spike looked down at his hands, he was shaking with fear. He turned round and walked back to Buffys.

He raced down the basement stairs and pulled Buffy to one side.

"What's wrong?" She asked looking at his face, he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"I saw The first." He said.

"You did?" Buffy asked.

He nodded. "It was me, then it was you."

"Me?" Buffy rubbed her head.

"I guess, I mean you did die. This thing Buffy it got inside my head I don't like it one bit."

"That's why I'm going to kick its ass." She said convinced him and turned back to walk to the potentials.

Spike grabbed her arm and looked at her with his caring eyes. "I don't want you to get hurt." He said softly.

"I won't." She whispered.

"You might."

"Spike, I won't."

"I don't want to loose you."

"You won't! Don't worry."

She walked back to the slayers and Spike went back upstairs to the house. Angel was stood in kitchen doorway holding an old textbook and a shinny necklace.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Spike asked stepping up in his face.

"Came to see Buffy. Is she in?"

"Might be." He said getting protective.

"Well I need to see her. It's pretty important and when did you become friendly."

"A lot has changed old friend." Spike said backing away.

"I know I can smell a number of things on you. Do you shower?"

Spike laughed and hit Angel in the nose. Angel got up and wiped the blood away from his nose and went to hit Spike. Buffy came out of the basement and saw Angel about to land a punch on Spike.

"Angel?" She said softly and Angel lowered his fist.

"Buffy." He said in the familiar gentle voice that she learned to love.

Angel pushed past Spike and they hugged. Spike looked away in jealousy.

"What are you doing here?" She asked basking into his eyes.

"Came to help."

"About what?"

"The first right? The power that wanted me to kill you."

"Yeah."

He held up the shinny diamond necklace, which caught Spikes attention.

"Thanks?" She said unsure about the necklace he was holding.

"It's not for you."

"Right…?"

"Someone with a soul more than human a champion."

"Me!" Spike blurted out.

"Or me." Angel turned and hissed at Spike.

Spike grabbed the necklace. "Right well thanks for the gift now piss off back to LA."

"Spike." Buffy looked at him and then turned to Angel. "I need you to run me a second front, if I loose and this thing gets past Sunnydale."

"I got it." He smiled and nodded.

"I'll keep you informed."

"You do that." He winked at Buffy.

"I'll see you out."

Buffy and Angel walked to the front door together and Spike sighed and walked out the backdoor.

"So you and Spike…Your not like-"

"Yes." She said.

"Oh." He paused. "Why?"

Buffy rolled her eyes. "He's changed he's a good person."

"I could smell."

"Doesn't mean I'm not head over heels for you."

He smiled. "Maybe after all this we could-"

"It wouldn't work, we both know."

He shrugged and nodded his head. "Right. Goodbye Buffy."

"Bye." She said softly and shut the door on Angel and walked back into the kitchen where Spike was nowhere to be found.