I've Never…

Elmo

PG-13

Summary: Set during and after the end of The Gift. Dawn dies instead of Buffy. Buffy doesn't want to be alone in her house so she turns to Spike for company. With a pink dress and a lot of alcohol involved the two become closer. AtS crossover.

Disclaimer: We own nothing, it all belongs to Joss

"Angel."

"Hello Buffy." After a couple of seconds of just standing at the door Cordy broke the silence.

"Not to be a pest but can we come in."

"Oh, yeah, sorry." Buffy stood back to let them all in. Once they were all inside Angel spoke again.

"Buffy you know Cordy and Wesley, and this is Gunn and Fred."

"Hi, I've heard so much about you. And it's so cool to come down here and meet you. This place is nothing like L.A. I mean…"

"Fred calm down. So you're the slayer. That's pretty cool."

"Sometimes it is. Gunn right?" Gunn nodded in reply.

"Buffy don't mean to cause any more trouble but can we stay here for the weekend?"

"Sure, um, Fred and Cordy can have, um, D-Dawn's room, uh, if you two don't mind," pointing to Gunn and Wesley, "you can have the pull-out bed and Angel you can have my mom's room. Just, uh, give me a minute." Buffy said while heading up the stairs.

"I have to what?"

"Spike you are going to be sleeping in my room ON the floor so Angel can sleep in here."

"I'm not having Peaches sleeping in this room that is now mine. No way not gonna happen."

"Fine then, I guess you can sleep in the same bed as Peach-Angel. God damn it Spike you have me calling him that now." Spike just laughed at her. Buffy gave him a serious look.

"Spike stop now you sleep on the floor in my room or with Angel in here."

"Fine I'll sleep in your room." Spike grabbed a pillow and blanket and left.

As Spike walked out of the room he bumped into the last person he wanted to see.

"Peaches."

"Spike," he looked down at the blanket Spike was holding, "nice blanket, and cute ducks." Spike shot him an evil glare, "oh, also what in gods name are you doing?"

"I'm headed to Buffy's room so I can sleep."

"Oh, no you don't. Get the hell out."

"No you can't make me leave."

"Yes I can and who would want you here anyway."

"Maybe I do." They both turned to look at Buffy.

"Buffy are you crazy, this is Spike. He's done many horrible things in his time. He can't stay here."

"Angel, you don't know half the crap that has been going on around here. And if I recall Spike wasn't the only one who did bad things in his time."

"But Buffy…"

"What are you guys bickering about now?" Cordy asked coming towards them. Nobody said anything.

"Fine, well I'm going to bed so please be quite. Night Angel, Buffy, Spike." Cordy walked into her room and a second later the door re-opened,

"Spike! What the hell are you doing here? Last I saw you, you were torturing Angel for that stupid ring."

"Cordy shut up, we will talk about this later. Spike stays end of story." Buffy said while stopping off to her room slamming the door behind her.

Back in the hall the two vampires continued to argue.

"Spike, what did you do to Buffy?"

"I didn't do a sodding thing."

"Are ya sure about that?"

"Yes I'm bloody well sure."

"So you didn't get her drunk or anything?"

"No she's not drunk, well she was two nights ago but she isn't right now."

"Oh okay…wait you got her drunk?"

"Hey don't blame me she's the on who bought the beer."

"After you talked her into it."

"No I just asked her for blood."

"And she just happened to grab a beer instead?"

"No she went out to buy me some and she came back with the beer."

"Yeah, okay, I think I'll be going to bed now." Cordy said inching towards her temporary room.

"Night Cordy. And you didn't even try to stop her?" Angel asked turning back to Spike, but he wasn't there to hear.

"Hey, Wes?" Gunn asked downstairs.

"Hm?" Wesley answered.

"Who's Spike?"

"Spike? He is one of the most vicious vampires throughout the entire world. Why do you ask?"

"Well I think he's here in this house."

"What! You're joking right? I mean why would he? The Slayer lives here."

"No I am pretty sure Angel was just arguing with some one named Spike."

"Don't move!" was shouted by Wesley as he and Gunn came charging into Buffy's room with stakes and a crossbow.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Buffy yelled while pulling the covers up more.

"We've come to kill this evil fiend," said Wesley, pointing the crossbow at Spike.

"What the hell is going on in here? It better be important to be keeping me from my beauty sleep," Cordy asked a little annoyed.

"Oh it's nothing really just that Buffy has an evil vampire sleeping in her house," Gunn told Cordelia.

"Thank you at least someone agrees that this is just wrong." Angel complained coming in with just a towel around his waist. Everyone just stared at Angel in amusement.

"Love the towel Captain Forehead. The pink fish suit you."

"Shut up Spike, and don't call me that."

"Okay Peaches." Angel just glared at him this time, knowing it was pointless, "not that I'm not loving this but I'm not too comfortable with the crossbow being aimed at my chest."

"Yes and I'm not liking everyone gathered in my room."

"Now leave we will talk about this in the morning," Buffy added.

"But…"

"No buts Wesley."

"I know this is off the topic but weren't there five of you?" Spike questioned.

"Oh, Fred? She's out like a squirrel in the middle of a highway," Cordy answered. With that they all left.

"Thank god!" Buffy said flopping back down on her pillow, "I thought they would never leave."

"Did you see the towel? How could you not laugh at that?" Spike said with amusement.

"It was funny wasn't it?"

"Funny? Funny? It was bloody hilarious."

"Fine it was, quote, bloody hilarious, un-quote."

"Are you mocking me slayer?" Buffy rolled onto her side so that she could look down at Spike from her spot on the bed,

"Maybe. Whatcha gunna do about it?"

"Not a sodding thing."

"You're no fun."

"I wouldn't say that."

"Why not?"

"'Cause I think you had a lot of fun with me last night."

"You're such a pig," Buffy claimed tossing a pillow at him.

"Hey watch it. You could have messed up the hair."

"Night Spike," Buffy said rolling back over ignoring his last comment.

"Night Buffy."

Later during the middle of the night Buffy appeared to be having a nightmare. And in her sleep she just so happened to fall of the bed and land on Spike's arm.

"Ow, bloody hell!"

"Oh my god. I am so sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen," Buffy apologized.

"And what the hell did you mean for happening?"

"Well actually I was expecting Elmo to eat me."

"What?"

"Oh my dream. Elmo was evil and he was gunna eat me."

"Well now he's not so you can climb back up there and get off my arm."

"Yeah, okay." Buffy said slightly disappointedly, making her way back up onto her bed and under the covers. But after laying there for a few minutes she spoke,

"Spike?"

"What?" he asked a little annoyed.

"Could you…well… maybe…I was thinking…"

"Spit it out slayer."

"Could you stay up here with me?"

"Why?"

"So Elmo doesn't come back."

"You're kidding right?"

"Well actually no I'm not," Buffy admitted.

"You're bloody hopeless," was all that Spike said climbing in the bed next to Buffy.

It was late in the afternoon when everybody gathered in the living room.

"Okay Buffy why don't you explain everything that has been going on and why we shouldn't kill Spike right now?" Wesley questioned while taking a seat next to Angel on the couch.

"Look, Spike has a chip now and it keeps him from hurting any living thing. He is harmless and besides he helps patrol and…and he's been here help… you know it doesn't matter. He's here to stay and he's not evil so why don't you just leave him alone and don't bring this up again."

With that there was a knock on the door.

"Hey guys!" Buffy exclaimed when she opened the door.