Hot Topic, Firestone Street, 2:29 A.M.

Buffy had shattered the window of the gothic store Hot Topic. After she had finished making a walkway she stepped in and Spike followed her.

"Ok someone heard that and is calling the police right now." He informed her.

"I'll only be a minute. I just need some clothes. Get out of this damn uniform." She said looking at the clothes on the racks. She grabbed a pair of leather pants and a skin tight leather halter top, and a pair of lace up military boots. "I'm gonna go change in a fitting room. Keep a lookout for any cops alright. Oh and look for some black and white paint.

"Ok. Why do you want paint?" Then he thought about it. "The traditional Crow mask." He answered his own questioned.

"The image just kind of popped in my head." She told him from behind the black fitting room door.

Spike then began searching the store.

"Found some!" He picked up the paints and went back by the fitting rooms. He waited about another 30 seconds when the door

"Great!" She said when she walked out of the cubby. She walked right past him to go back out the window she broke. She then stopped at a counter and picked up a chocker made out of a lace with a silver cross on it.

"Alright then...you got a place I can use for a minute or two?" She questioned.

Spike looked at her, her wet hair that was now drying and h piercing green eyes. She was beautiful.

"Yeah, I have a place. It's about 5 minutes from here."

Spike's Apartment 3:03 A.M.

As Spike opened the door to his apartment Buffy walked in like she owned the place. She then found a mirror and applied the white face paint to her face, then filled in her peach lips with black and a line that traveled out the creases in between her lips. Then made circles around her eyes and a straight line starting from her mid forehead and down to her mid cheek. She then turned around to face Spike.

"Ok, if it's alright with you I'm gonna need to barrow your bike and your duster."

"Yeah, do you know how to drive a motorcycle?"

"Easy enough. Ok, now there was five of them." Suddenly images started going through her head in flashes.

"Take it baby take it all." A man yelled. The others started laughing.

All Buffy could do was cry.

"Johnny, Craven...and three other guys, I don't know their names...yet." Her eye shot open. "I'm gonna make them pay in ways they never imagined. Their gonna die."

When she finished talking the crow started crowing. They both looked at it like it was trying to tell her that it was time to go.

"I guess I don't have to tell you to be careful. Nothing will happen to you that will actually her you." He smiled.

"It's the thought that counts." She said before she went out the door.

Spike went to the window and looked out it. He saw her walking to his bike with the flaps of his duster trailing behind her. She mounted the bike, turned over the engine and speed off down the street leaving tire marks. The crow followed close behind her. He let out a deep sigh, and then went to go and find something to occupy himself until she returned. He knew that he didn't need to worry about her but, he still did...he couldn't help it.