A year had passed since Faith had left her mark and she knew that Spike would seek revenge. She had defeated the vampire that had killed her watcher and trained harder than ever preparing for the day that Spike and she would meet again. Unfortunately that was too soon. Faith and Buffy were patrolling together in the old-pioneer's cemetery and it was going well. They turned their separate ways and headed home ready to "hit the hay" As Faith called it. As Faith walked down the street towards her dingy hotel room she felt a familiar aura follow her. She smirked and turned on her heel.

"I was wondering when I'd see you again…Spike"

"I must have this familiar presence about myself." He smirked.

"No just, whenever I'm around you I go back to that day that you left me to die."

"God women are emotional." He sighed exasperatedly.

"Yeah we are, with our emotions, especially with the Slayers, we have an extra drive." She said and then rushed at him to finally stake him. Just as her stake was about to make contact with his heart spike grabbed her wrist and squeezed it causing her fingers to loosen and the stake to slip out of her grip.

"Now," He said starting to twist her wrist. "Let's go back to your place so we can talk." She punched at his gut but he caught it and twisted her body so her back was against him and her neck was in his range. Faith tried to head butt him but he shifted his hands so both hers were in his and he could catch her neck. He had her.

"If you let go I'll take you back to my place." He let go and she bolted to get a stake-like object anything to take him out. Before she could get anything he tackled her to the ground.

"You made a promise." He said and then picked her up by her wrist. "I don't want to have to break your wrist." She glared at him but led him to the hotel room. She was about to shut the door in his face when he held his hand out to stop it.

"Fine!" She said grudgingly. "You can come in Spike." She paused and then muttered to herself. "I'll dis-invite you later."

"I heard that." He said and then cast a threatening gaze.

"What do you want Spike?" She asked.

"Well I want you." She showed a surprise look on her face.

"Do you mean sexually, because last time we tried that you left me to die."

"I don't know. I want to devour you. Drusilla dumped me because of you and all I wanted was to kill you but now that I have you at my mercy,"

"You don't have me at your mercy!" Faith protested. He slapped her and she responded with a blow to the face.

"Anyway, because I was so rudely interrupted, I want you. I want to keep you forever. Drusilla said that we were meant to be. And I'll do anything to make you mine. Even if that means beating you senseless." Faith reached for her phone but he grabbed it and disconnected the jack. "I can't have you calling the other Slayer," he said pouncing on top of her so she was straddled by him. Faith looked up in his eyes and saw longing and desperation. She could have thrown him off but somehow it all felt right.

"Spike I know you want me but I have a boyfriend."

"Not if I kill him," He entwined her silky hair in his fingers and then yanked just to remind her of her position. "What's his name?"

"I can't tell you that." Faith said, and then attempted to sit up but he pushed her shoulders down and then kissed her passionately. She loved the feeling and deepened it but then felt a need to breathe. As thought Spike knew what she was thinking he pulled up; both of them breathing heavy. "Oh God what's happening?" Faith asked in confusion.

"Love." Spike said and then continued the kiss.

"This isn't love, or if it is, it's forbidden."

"That's the best kind." He smirked.

"I can't love you!" She protested but was cut off by her shirt being ripped. "That was my favorite shirt!" She said and then sent him flying off the bed.

"Faith, Luv, you can't deny these feelings."

"Spike, go." She said in a commanding tone.

"I don't want to though."

"Don't make me force you to leave."

"Alright Faith, I'll make you love me, eventually."

"This isn't right." Faith commented. "This; we can't happen. You're the Slayer of Slayers for God's sake."

"Spike, you want me, but I can't believe its love. It's just an infatuation and obsession you have." She kissed him softly on the lips. "It'll come to pass." She solemnly turned and walked into the room again as he left. Spike lit and took a drag of his cigarette.

"She'll want me eventually." He smiled at the thought of her in his bed, being his playmate.

I know it kinda is weird but it makes sense. I just thought it would work out because their personalities are the same. Review please!