As they lay in bed afterwards, Spike rolled over to face Buffy.
"What about the nibblet?" he asked suddenly. Buffy just looked over at him and smiled.
"I don't think she's going to have a problem with you moving in, do you!" she laughed.
"That's not what I meant" he sighed. "Where exactly am I going to sleep?"
"What? Aren't you happy sleeping here with me?" she pouted.
"You know I wouldn't rather be anywhere else luv" he smiled at her cute expression before turning solemn again. "But how are you going to explain this to the nibblet? And Red? And the rest of the Scoobies for that matter." It was then that it hit Buffy, how would she explain this? It seemed that her plan wasn't so fool proof as she first thought.
"Well, I, um" she muttered before turning to face him. "I'll tell them that it's just for show, that the social worker thinks this is the best way to look after Dawn." She winced when she saw the flash of hurt dart through his eyes.
"Yeah" he muttered rolling back onto his back. "That'll work
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I know this chapter is really short, and I apolagise. I'm also sorry for taking so long to post more, but I've got exams at the mo so please bare with me.