Author's Notes: Alright, I'm not owning CB characters in this chapter. And guys, I'm going away this week so and I will not have access to a computer until next Saturday! :( Sorry guys3

Faye laid silently next to Spike who was lying on his back with his eyes shut; sleeping. She stared at him, 'He always looks so peaceful like this...' she thought to herself, 'but we all do. Because when we are dreaming we don't have to deal with the horrid things in life...death, unhappiness, loneliness, suffering. We dream what we want I suppose, what usually makes us happy but sometimes our minds are cluttered and bad things escape into our dreams making them sour. The things we are afraid of the most...'

Faye sighed, she drifted her eyes down to Spike's stitches, slowly her hand went over to his chest and she laid her hand on them. Spike shifted a little, made a few unpleasant noises and then suddenly placed his hand on top of hers. Slowly Faye shut her eyes, she as well needed her sleep.

Spike laid there on the bed, opening his eyes he looked over to his right and found that Faye was not next to him. Slowly he got up from her bed and stretched, he walked out of her room and saw that Ed was not in her usual spot by her tomato... which was also gone.

Spike raised his eyebrows and shrugged, he walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Nothing. He could've sworn Jet filled it when he had gotten back from the last bounty...

"Something's not right..." Spike said aloud.

He walked over to Jet's bonsai tree room and found that all of the trees were dead, he began to get worried. First Ed and her computer are gone, now Jet's gone and his precious trees are dead...

Spike's eyes went wide, he darted from Jet's tree room and went to Faye's room once again. He walked in and looked for something, a note saying they had left anything. He looked through Faye's drawers and found none of her clothes in there, he looked over toward her desk and opened it to find a little notebook in there.

He pulled it out and then slowly opened it, Spike frantically flipped through the book and found nothing but blank pages upon blank pages. In frustration Spike took the book and threw it against a wall.

'They left,' Spike thought to himself. Maybe his mind or whatever would comfort him, tell him he was wrong they were out to go get the groceries that they desperately needed. But nothing was said.

Spike laid on Faye's bed and then realized he had never checked his own bedroom, getting up he ran toward his room. He felt an eeriness as he walked up to it, he paused to turn the door knob but when he did his room was pitch black.

Slowly he reached his hand out to turn the lights on, 'Maybe I shouldn't do this...just go back to bed this is all a bad dream,' he thought to himself but instead flicked the switch. When he the room lit up and the most horrifying image was on his bed, Jet, Ed, Ein and Faye...all of them...dead.

Spike's eyes went wide and he shut the light off, thinking maybe they'll disappear. He flipped it back on and they were still there, there was no blood, but he knew they were dead. The smell of death lingered in the air, slowly he walked over toward Jet and noticed that there were bruises on his neck and he went to Ed and saw the same thing with her and Ein looked like he had gotten stepped on.

He hesitated to go over to Faye, but as he neared her he noticed that her neck did not have any marks on them. He got closer and closer to her, there were no signs of a beating or any bruises. Spike felt the hairs on his back go up, and suddenly Faye sat up, "WAKE UP SPIKE!"

Spike sat straight up and breathed heavily, sweat was pouring from his forehead.

'Was that all a dream?' Spike asked himself and then slowly looked over to his right, Faye laid there sleeping soundly.

'Yes, it was. Just a dream, just a silly dream...' Spike said once more to himself, he looked down at his stitches.

'What the hell is with these dreams?' Spike asked himself as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

'Maybe that's what you're afraid of,' the voice said.

Spike sighed and mumbled something, 'What was that?' the voice asked.

'I said, so I'm afraid of Faye scaring me?' Spike said seriously.

'No you bafoon, you're obviously afraid of loosing Faye,' the voice said sounding irritated.

Spike looked over at Faye once again who was still sound asleep, he was surprised she hasn't woken up yet, 'Yeah... I guess you're right...' Spike thought to himself as he continued to stare at Faye.

'Believe me, I know I'm right,' the voice said sounding conceited.

'Yeah, you don't sound full of yourself right now,' Spike said sarcastically.

'I'm apart of you buddy, so technically you're speaking of yourself,' the voice said back.

Spike merely rolled his eyes, 'These things are a bitch...' He complained about his stitches and laid back down onto the bed. Faye moved closer to him and placed her had on top of his stitches once more. Spike laid there more a moment and slowly placed his hand back on top of hers.

Faye sighed in her sleep and a small smile was plastered on her face. Spike smiled as well, shutting his eyes he thought, 'I don't want to lose her...' and he fell into a deep slumber that didn't contain of nightmares.