A/N: I am so sorry that there is no author note on the last chapter. In a hurry to write and update I forgot to explain all that is happening right now and why to my disappointment, my stories are unavailable.

So I apparently got a virus from something and my computer upstairs is down. I have to work on my dad's while he tries to fix mine. Here is the problem… everything in my system might have to be erased and I may lose all of the chapters that I haven't saved on a disk. So it may take a while before A New Beginning, Fools Fall in Love, Reckless Surrender are updated. On the bright side that means that between the homework and the chores… all my free time can go towards this story. So drop me a review and tell me how much you miss my other stories. LOL.

Chapter 5-

Buffy woke up slightly hung over and hoping that somewhere in her house there was a bottle of pills. "Uhh…" The barely audible sound escaped her mouth, but it was enough to wake the sleeping blonde on the couch.

"Hhh…" His sound was far less audible and way more pained as it escaped his lips. His lips were smeared with red lipstick. Her red lipstick.

Buffy looked at him, decided that she didn't want to tackle the subject of what happened last night, and left the room in search of a bottle of pills to kill her headache.

Spike smiled and watched as Buffy left the room. Probably in search of pills to kill the headache that he was feeling too. He sat up slightly, watched the room around him spin, and instantly felt sick. He hadn't been this drunk in a long time and he was a rock star. The doorbell to Buffy's house rang and he distinctly grabbed his head, thinking in his hung-over state that it would make some type of difference. The knocks that followed could have been jack hammers to his head and he wanted desperately to get up and answer the door. But the room was still spinning and his hopes of getting up were slim to none. He watched as a blurry image of Buffy stumbled over to the door and opened it. "Buffy?" Tommy's voice said. Spike heard the worry in his voice. It instantly connected with him that maybe he should leave… but the room was still spinning and he was still sick.

Buffy wound up finding and taking two Advil on her way to the door. She dared to think about what horrid thing waited on the other side, for it made a noise of breaking the door down. She stumbled clumsily over and opened the door. "Buffy?" Tommy's voice rang through her ears.

"Hey." She said with a slight smile.

Tommy walked into the house and picked Buffy up. "What happened here?" He asked, helping her into the living room. He stopped when he saw an even worse Spike sitting on the couch. "Spike?"

"Sup man?" Spike said.

"What are you doing here?" Tommy looked around the room. Bottles of liquor, beer, and wine were littering the floor. There was once a video playing, but it had long since been off. He could smell what he thought was candles coming from the upstairs bedroom and the way he figured the two of them where lucky the house hadn't burned down.

"He came over to chill. I don't remember anything else." Buffy said as she fell down in a chair.

Willow, Tara, Faith, Anya, Angel, Xander, and Cordy all walked into the wrecked house, all looking with judgmental eyes on the two hung over adults. "Buffy what is going on with you?" Willow asked, concern for her friend reaching past the disappointment. Willow had watched Buffy's self-destructive behavior since she had returned from the messy meeting with Spike. Willow had sat by while the blonde drank anything that she could, did some of the more major drugs, and screwed a lot of guys. And with Haden, Willow had hoped that Buffy had finally found a way to move on, some tiny way to escape the hazardous life that she had been living. But with Spike's return, Buffy had fallen back into her bad habits.

"Nothing's going on with me Willow." Buffy said in her defense.

"Right and that is why you have been with three men unless then two weeks." Cordelia said, always saying what was on her mind.

"Wait a minute love." Spike said. "Before you jump to conclusions. We don't remember what happened."

"Let's start with what you do remember." A slightly pissed off Tommy said.

"I was sitting in my room listening to the new CD. I saw Spike in his room, but he turned off the light. I was real upset about something, I can't remember what, and he called asking why I was crying. I said that I was upset and asked him if he would come over, figuring that you were either asleep of off with Faith."

"Do you remember anything else?" Angel asked, looking at Spike.

"No. He story match mine. I don't think we slept together. Buffy's a little bit mad…" Buffy shot him a look. "All right love a lot mad, at me for the groupie thing."

"She had a right to be." Willow said with a glare towards Spike. "We will take your word for it that nothing happened. But maybe you should stay away from each other for a while."

A now enraged Buffy turned to face Willow. "How dare you tell me who I should stay away from?" Buffy said. Willow was scared. Buffy was the calm, quiet, collected girl who kept things inside. She wasn't the one to explode. Buffy ran up the stairs and slammed her door, leaving everyone below with wide eyes and whispering voices.

A/N: A little reminder that my computer is messed up. BUT I GOT IT FIXED. At least I think it is. So I may start to work on the other stories since this will be a long weekend and an away game. So drop me a review and smile big happy smiles, those of you who are fans of ANB (A New Beginning) FFL (Fools Fall in Love) and RS (Reckless Surrender)! I am still asking for a co-writer on Reckless maybe. E'nuff said.