HEYA! What's with all the non-review-fullness? I'm really lazy, so I'm not going to put in all the dialogue when Rachel is explaining to Puck about her life. Tally-ho and off we go! ...yeah, don't know where that came from...

Meeting Spike

So I told Puck all about my life so far. I told him about my life before I knew I was a slayer, when I found out I was a slayer, and my life from then on.

"And, so Buffy said that I was slacking off and that I would have to leave school or quit Glee club if I didn't pick up my game," I sobbed. I'd gradually spoke louder as my anger grew. "I know it's a really lame reason to cry, but I've never been in a club before, and I never quit. School is like my sanctuary. It takes me away from demons, and away from my life. If I quit, I'm one hundred per cent vampire slayer, zero per cent Rachel, y'know?"

"No, I don't know, but I do understand," Puck smiled down on me. I smiled back and rested my head on his lap. We'd somehow managed to end up with him sitting Indian style against the wall, and me lying down, knees bent and using his lap as a pillow.

I looked up at him. He shocked me by smirking, pulling me up slightly, and leaning down the rest of the way, closing the gap between my lips and his.

O.o

In about a week, I had stopped three apocalypses, Puck and I had gotten together, gone public, been slushied twice, and gone on our first date. It was nothing special, just a picnic on the beach. Oh, and Spike and I had grown closer (by closer, I mean, we were practically best friends) as he helped me slay every night, telling each other about ourselves during the breaks in between vamps. He'd also moved to Lima so that he wasn't so far from home. He sure as hell wasn't moving, so he made his home come to him.

I snuck up on Puck in the hall as he was collecting his books for class, and slid in front of him. he grinned at my enthusiasm.

"I'm taking you patrolling tonight," I told him quietly. His face brightened considerably. He'd been begging me to take him patrolling with me ever since he found out who I was.

"Really?" he was acting like a child on Christmas... who was getting half of the stuff in a toy store...

He closed his locker and flung his arm around my shoulders, as we began walking away. "Finally, I get to see you in action!"

We parted ways to go to our first class, and to endure a day of boredom and what I would call perfectly normal.

O.o

That night, I picked Puck up and drove to the graveyard. I was always a better driver than Buffy, and so when she was here, I always drove. When Puck and I got out of the car, I prepared him for the patrol. I gave him a crucifix and a water pistol filled with holy water. I'd decided to be original, just for him.

He frowned at the objects in his hands.

"You're not going to do anything, that's just for your fortification," I told him, smiling, before collecting Mr. Pointy, which was a gift from Buffy, wishing my luck with my slaying, a battle axe – I wanted to show off a bit for Puck – and my phone from the boot of the car. I slid the stake up my sleeve and tucked my phone into the back pocket of my jeans. I closed the boot and walked to the driver's seat door, pulling out my plain black cardigan.

"Hello, Pet," I heard a familiar voice say. I smiled and turned to my right to see Spike leaning up against a tall headstone.

"Spikey!" I squealed, running to him and hugging him tightly. Puck cleared his throat behind me.

"Oh, right," I stepped back from Spike. "Puck, this is Spike, my best friend ever, not including Tina. Spike, this is Puck, my boyfriend. He's here to watch me pursue evil."

"Oh, he finally convinced you," Spike said. I'd been telling Spike about how Puck had begged me to take him with me one night. I got to say, he was persistent.

"Well, I've got to go and pick up some whiskey. It's been a while since I've been drunk. You know with all the saving the world-fullness," Spike had noticed Puck's awkward silence. I could tell he was feeling like a third-wheel.

We both said farewell and he left in the opposite direction to the local liquor store.

"Uh, Spike," I began. He took an exaggerated U-turn.

"I knew that," he said as he walked past me.

And so the night began.

"So, what do we do now?" Puck asked me, looking around.

"We wait."

I know it's only short, but I had to re-write it all after my computer crashed. Darn the inventors of computer viruses. I got it fixed and re-wrote the chapter. It is shorter than I wanted, but meh, this is life.

Thanks for the reviews (well, thanks to those who wrote them anyway), and imma see you next chapter.