Buffy was on her way home from work and wasn't really paying any attention to where she was going until she bumped into someone. "Sorry." She said looking up. "Spike?" She the blue eyed bleached blonde vampire.

Spike just looked at Buffy. Her eyes were filled with surprise and sadness. His reflected the same. "Hello Slayer."

"Spike, what are you doing here?" Her voice calmer than they both would have expected.

"Dru left me. Needed to get away. I'll leave." He said quietly. "Or you could just stake me and put me out of my misery." He said hopefully.

Buffy just looked at him, she saw the same kind of pain she knew her eyes held. Buffy didn't know if it was the mutual feeling of sadness or because she was lonely but before she knew it she said "follow me", and was headed towards her apartment.

Spike just looked at her, surprised by her words, but followed her anyways.

After about five minutes of walking they came to Buffy's apartment. Neither had spoken since Buffy had told him to follow her.

Buffy stood in front of her apartment door and looked at Spike. "Come in." She said opening the door.

Spike just looked at her shocked. He slowly entered and closed the door behind him.

Buffy moved into her studio apartment and placed her jacket on her bed and sat. She looked up and turned to Spike. He was standing near her door just looking at his feet.

"Spike?" She said softly.

His head snapped up to look at her as though he forgot she were there.

"Come here, sit with me." She told him softly.

He moved and sat next to her on the bed.

"Spike when was the last time you fed?" She asked him. Spike had been skinny for as long as she knew him, but he looked like one of those heroine addicts you see on the street.

He only shrugged. "Two nights ago, I think."

She only nodded. "What happened?"

"She said I wasn't man enough for her. Said I'd gone soft. It was our truce. Then when she realized I hurt her precious 'daddy' she REALLY lost it."

"Oh." There was silence.

"What happened with you and Angelus?"

Buffy was silent for a while. She really didn't want to discuss it but figured that it was only fair. "My friend Willow cursed him again."

"So why are you here? I'd figure you'd two be all smooches and hugs."

"I sent him to hell." She said trying so hard to remain calm. The last thing she needed was for Spike to see her break down. "He had his soul and I sent him to hell. He didn't remember anything he had done, so I kissed him, told him I loved him and sent him to hell." She told him a lone tear sliding down her cheek.

Spike leaned over and brushed it away with the pad of his thumb. "It's going to be okay luv."

At that moment Buffy broke down. After months of holding it in, she finally burst.

Spike enveloped her into a hug as her tiny body was wracked with sobs. Spike just ran his hand threw her silk hair whispering soothing words into her ear.

After a few minutes Buffy stopped and pulled away, wiping away her tears. "Sorry." She choked out.

"It's okay luv, everything will be okay."

Buffy yawned loudly.

"Come on luv, you need your sleep." He got up while she moved. She removed her socks and shoes. She got up and moved to her dresser and pulled out some shorts and a tank top. Spike turned his head as she changed.

Buffy moved towards the bed and climbed in. Spike pulled the covers over her and turned to leave. "Take care luv." He moved towards the door.

"Spike?" She called out. "Stay with me."

"You sure luv?"

Buffy nodded. "I don't want to be alone."

Spike only nodded in understanding. Spike removed his shoes and socks and placed his duster and red shirt on the back of a nearby chair. He turned to the window and closed the curtains, then moved toward the bed and climbed in.

Once he was settled Buffy moved closer to him placing her head on his chest. After the initial shock he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head against hers, smelling her hair. It smelt of vanilla.

Soon they were both asleep.