A/N: Okay, I've been planning during the time I've meant to spare for my History Assignment, but I have come up with some good plots that suit the lyrics I was given. I'm still trying to find songs for Buffy to sing… but hey – Spike can sing too, so why not?

Pulchra Nex: good idea! I have some perfect moments set up…

pinkyblue-ice: thankyou!

eternalgorithm: ooh! Nice. I know when I'm gonna use it – thankyou!

fobroks21: Sorta just going into the future. You know, 'Five years later' that sort of thing.

Spuffy2008: HUGE mystery…

funkydevil206: I have the perfect song, I'll use it later on. I'm thinking of Bring Me To Life.

spikegothicchick: Okay, I'm gonna use it, but in the future. So, when I do the five year skip thing.

spikesbint16: More is on the way.

MaRee: I love Nickelback, so I'm definitely squeezing in a few of their songs – I'll take your advice – they will have a fight…

Oh my god. Only another seven reviews till I hit a hundred. You guys rock!

She'd just closed the door when she realised something.

She grabbed the pad of paper and pen of the table and scrawled her number on the paper before sprinting outside.

"S…Spike!" she yelled after him. He stopped and spun around, "Here…" she jogged up to him and handed him the paper. Smiling then turning back, she went inside and closed the door behind her.

Spike looked down at the folded paper in his hands and opened it. Neatly handwritten in the centre was her name and number. He smiled and looked back over his shoulder. He looked back over his shoulder and to her house.

Walking the rest of the way home in silence, he soon reached his front door. Twisting the knob, he sighed and entered.

Emma-Maye sat in her high chair, with Natalie feeding her. Alex was cooking dinner, and Ally was running around the house, chasing Joey, who was holding something small.

As Joey ran back for another lap, Spike grabbed him and picked him up, "What you got there, shorty?"

Joey smiled and held up a little square plastic packet. Spikes eyes widened as he snatched it from his younger brother and turned to face Ally, who was already blushing furiously.

"Ally… what-"

"Nothing! It's nothing!" she said.

"That's not nothing. Alls, you're only fourteen, and female. Why do you have a condom?"

"I… well, Max said… that we… if I…" she stuttered, her eyes lowered to the ground.

"Ally, you don't wanna be hanging out with guys like him. They'll only get you into trouble. Save yourself for someone who you love. Someone you want to be with forever," Spike said, pocketing the small blue packet.

Ally looked into his eyes and nodded, "He's special…"

"Do you love him?"

She thought about it for a moment then shook her head.

"Well, don't do it. Simple as that."

Smiling shortly, she nodded again and turned and walked in the direction of her bedroom.

Joey looked up at Spike, "Will, can I play with the balloon!"

Spike laughed, "Later." He looked over at Emma-Maye, who was slopping custard everywhere as Natalie lectured Alex on how to cook the pasta, "Emmy… here…" he wiped the custard off her face and took her out of the high-chair, "How are you, princess?"

Emma-Maye smiled at him, "Sp."

He grinned back at her. She'd been calling him that for months. It had been where his nickname had originally come from. Angel had been studying with him and Emmy was lying on her playmate. Spike had walked over to her and she had said her first semi-word. It had been a big moment for him.

Angel had laughed and asked what Sp standed for. Then Ally had jumped in, saying it stood for Spike. The name had just stuck. It seemed better than Will or William anyway. Then again, anything would have sounded better than William.

"Oi, Will. Tell Alex that pasta doesn't have to be gormet!" Natalie said, "Will?" she came right up to his and stared into his eyes, "Ooh! Who is she?"

Natalie was well known for reading people. She could always tell when something was wrong or right, when a moment was happy or sad, when you should be quiet or sad… and she could always tell what any of the members of the Marson family was thinking.

"Who?" Spike asked, playing dumb.

"Don't be stupid, William. There's someone… you've met someone!" she asked in a loud whisper, and Emma-Maye looked up at him expectantly.

Spike sighed, "Buffy. Her name is Buffy."

"Who's name is Buffy?" came his mother's voice from behind him.

"Will's met a girl!" Natalie smiled, and Spike shot her a dirty look.

"Really? Who is she, William?" his mum asked him.

"Buffy… she just came to Sunnydale… she's from Los Angeles…" he mumbled.

"Well, if you're seeing a girl, I'd like to meet her."

"I don't-"

"You don't have her number? Well that isn't very proper if you're seeing the girl!"

"I have her number, it's just-"

"Well, go call her! Invite her to dinner on Friday night!" his mother said, passing him the cordless phone.

Spike smiled and nodded, taking out the piece of paper from his pocket and dialling the number. At the same time, he jogged up the stairs and into his room.

"'llo?" her angelic voice came.

"Hey Buffy… s'me… It's… Spike."

"Hey there! How are you?" Buffy asked, the happiness in her voice that he had called evident.

"Good, good… how are you?"

"Great. So, why ya callin'?"

"I was wonderin' if you'd like to… come to my house for dinner. With my family. For dinner. To eat…" Spike fumbled, mentally cursing himself for sounding like such a ponce.

He heard her stifle a laugh on the other end, "I'd love to."

Spike smiled, "Friday? Six O'Clock?"

"Sounds great. See you at school tomorrow," she said.

"See ya," he said, hanging up the phone and placing it on his bed, "Six on Friday," he yelled to Ally, who he knew was right outside the door.

"Okay!" she yelled back, humour evident in her voice.

Spike sighed, still feeling the presence of her lips against his. She didn't know how much that kiss had meant to him. How it would stay with him forever. She didn't know that it was his first.

A/N: I wanted this chapter to be longer, but I had to cut it off because, you know, first kiss? Pretty special.

Review please! Any more songs? Ooh! And suggestions! I'm open for ideas!

Only seven more review till the big hundred. I'm gonna celebrate by writing an overly long chapter. What I'll put in it is a huge mystery… even to me. Hope everyone liked. Again, Please review!