A/N- Please give me feeedback. I really want to know that people are reading. This chapter is kind of short I know. Many more to come though.

Disclaimer: see chapter one.

"Buffy, I gotta say we kicked major butt tonight." Willow bounced beside her best friend almost giddy from her adrenaline rush. Giles had finally allowed her to start using some more powerful magicks and she learned a combustion spell that took out 5 vamps earlier on patrol.

"We did good Wills ands I'm happy for you."

"But?"

"But, I still miss Angel. I'm sorry guys. I think I'm going to call it a night."

"Yeah, me too. Coming Wills?" Xander flashed puppy dog eyes at her but Willow wasn't ready to go home yet.

"Um," Willow bit her lower lip. "I want to practice some more magick. Don't worry. I'll just dust any vamp who tries to take me."

"You sure?"

"Go. I'm fine see," Willow waved her hand in front of her and a ball of sunlight appeared where it had been. "No body messes with Witchy Willow."

"O.K. Beep me if you have any problems." Buffy took Xander's arm and headed out of the cemetery. Willow smiled at her friends as they strolled away. Then she began putting shimmering charms in the air. Protection spells surrounded her. A dark figure approached her slowly. It simply watched her in amazement. Willow let out a small gasp when she saw him. She'd seen him before, at the high school and on Halloween. Willow had though he was so beautiful, wanted to touch his sharp cheekbones, run her hand down his smooth hard chest.

"Hello luv. Slayer's friend aren't you?"

"Wha… What do you want?" Willow as preparing to make another ball of light and Spike knew it.

"Wait. Please. I don't want to hurt you. I was more thinking along the lines of helping you take that frown off your mate there."

"What are you talking about?"

"Name's Spike. Angel's my sire, well kinda. Anyways, he's been very bad lately. I gotta say, I don't like the new and improved Angelus. I just got used to the old one. Thought I'd help you bring the old one back."

"Why would you do that?"

"Few Reasons. 1- Angelus is a ponce who could care less about anyone but himself. 2- You love the slayer, Slayer loves Angel, You love Angel, I love you and Angel. 3- I don't want to be the only souled vampire running around Sunnyhell." Spike took a drag of his cigarette. He was afraid she might laugh at him or worse dust him but instead she just kinda stared at him.

"What was number 2 again?"

"Um, you love Slayer, Slayer loves Angel, you love Angel, I love you and Angel, pet. Don't know when I fell but I did. Prob'ly about the time Angelus came back. 'E told us all about the pretty little slayer he loved and all her friends. You were the interesting one, the beautiful one. Angelus drew pictures upon pictures of the, What'd he call it? Scooby gang. More specifically pictures of the slayer and you. He was equally obsessed. I want Angel back as much as I'm sure you do." Spike stepped up to her and gently brushed her cheek with his hand. She turned her face into his hand. Willow had dreamt of his touch. She longed for more.

"What did you have in mind?" Willow took his hand in hers and guided it down to her waist where Spike took the lead tracing symbol along her taut stomach. She mimicked the same on his.

"Soul restoration only without the happiness clause. Damn gypsies were fools with that one." Spike brought her in closely. "Shh... I hear something. Pretend I'm biting you ok?"

Willow nodded into his neck. He was so cool to the touch but felt so wonderful. She breathed in his scent and closed her eyes. Spike lowered his head to her neck eyes down so no one would notice his still human visage. Instead of biting, Spike kissed the curve of her neck and nibbled it softly eliciting a soft moan. A young vampire came up behind Spike and touched his duster. He growled and spun- game face on.

"Bow child!" He roared at her. Spike was still a master vampire he reminded himself. "Leave me and tell no one or risk my wrath. I could have you for that!"

"Forgive me master. I was foolish," She hissed as she turned to run. Spike didn't have time to put his human face back on.

"Oh god. You're so beautiful." Willow's fingers traced his ridges. Spike realized then that the young witch had a darkness to her. "I have to go tonight but I want to see you again."

"Tomorrow night. Same place?" Spike looked at the sweet girl. He never expected her to be so bold. She was smiling brightly at him.

"You mean it?"

"Of course luv. Tomorrow night. Until then pet." Spike took her hand in his and kissed it lightly. She danced away from him not turning around until she reached the gate then she bounced down the street without looking back. Spike knew exactly what had to be done. He needed to get to work. But first he had to go home.

"Back in the chair mate," He told himself. Spike smiled as he returned home. Tonight his mind would be flooded with her touch, her smell, her taste, her voice. The incessant shagging going on in the next room wouldn't bother him.

Willow walked into the library early in the morning. She liked getting there before the others to compose herself each morning before going off to face the day. Willow was just so nervous around normal people. Around the Scoobies even she had a tendency to blush and babble. As she opened the doors, Willow sighed disappointed to see the entire gang sitting at the table before her.

"Willow! Where have you been? You didn't call last night, we all freaked!" Buffy and Xander were both suddenly hugging the redhead.

"Hi guys! I love you too but um breathing becoming an issue."

"You should have called young lady."

"Yes mother. I'm sorry guys. I just got busy doing stuff and then I just sort of fell asleep. I'm really sorry." Willow spoke rapidly so as to make them forget that she was so obviously hiding something.

"It's ok Wills. Just don't do it again." Buffy smiled at her friend. Turning to face Giles," So, what's on the agenda tonight? Other than avoid Angelus at all costs?"

"Um yes, well I suppose we should just patrol quickly and then return home."

Willow nodded as she and Xander sat at the table. Buffy hopped up on the check out counter and pulled a book out for research. They continued as if nothing was wrong.

"Sit and Spin! How are you feeling today?" Angelus strolled out of the bedroom laughing. Dru followed him well sated.

"Sod off you bloody pillock!" Spike grumbled. He hated faking being crippled. What he really wanted to do was drive a stake through Angelus's ass. Make up for some of his own personal torture. But more than anything Spike wanted this all to go off without a hitch, so he pretended to hate the man he loved most in the world and love the woman he most hated. Spike just prayed to a God who most likely no longer heard them that he would be successful and that Red would be his. If it meant sharing, Spike would do it but this pretending was Hell. "I mean it Angelus. Sod Off!"

"Already did that Willy m'boy. Now I'm going to hunt, possibly maim and torture my lover, you know foreplay," Angelus laughed heartily as he swaggered out of the mansion with Drusilla. Angelus was oblivious to the changes in Spike.

Spike waited a half an hour before heading out himself. He walked down the street thinking back to recent events. Spike remembered something Angelus had told him once. He'd called Spike a broken vampire- too human. It had bothered him for a while because he couldn't figure out what it meant. But Spike had always been this way. Then it hit him. Spike really did have a soul all along. He'd nearly had it beaten out of him by Angelus as a fledge, then he buried it with Drusilla but one touch from Willow and his soul came roaring back to life. It forced him to love.