Just letting you guys know that updates will be slowing down now, as school is starting up again, not to mention I'm finally get some shifts at work! But I'll try to update regularly! This chapter is dedicated to Justicerocks!

Disclaimer: I do not own or make profit off of Spike, Flashpoint, Sahara, Predator, or Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I own only Alexis.

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Alexis smiled as she rang the doorbell to the Scarlatti's while clutching a chip bag in her other hand. This evening was her last evening of time off and Spike had insisted that she spend it with him, not that she was complaining. She enjoyed spending time with her boyfriend.

From the living room, Spike smiled as he got up from the couch. He wanted to spend time with Alexis, knowing that she was going back to work tomorrow.

Pulling the door open, he smiled at Alexis. "Hey 'Lexis," he pulled her forward into a hug, somehow managing not to crush the chips.

"Hey Spikey." She replied into his shoulder, wrapping one arm around him. They stood that way for a moment before stepping back, Spike's arm still over her shoulder. "What's the plan for tonight?" she asked.

Spike shrugged as he kicked the door shut and locked it with one hand. "Movie or TV? Your choice." He told her as he steered her downstairs.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Movie."

"But we always watch a movie." He whined, squeezing her close to him.

"You said it was my choice." She told him, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"Fine...little miss pushy." He kissed the top of her head before pulling out a few movies. "How about these?" he asked.

Alexis leaned closer to see which movies they were, not wishing to be stuck with any horror movies. "Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Predator and Sahara...good choices."

He grinned at her. "Glad you approve. Start with Sahara?"

She nodded and backed out of his grip. "You put that in and I'll get some pop, alright?" At his nod, she disappeared upstairs. She returned a moment later with a bottle of Pepsi and 7Up to find him already on the couch, chip bag open. Alexis only shook her head at him before plopping down beside him. "Couldn't wait, could you?" she teased him.

"Nope." He shook his head as he tugged her closer to him.

"Figures." She murmured from her position of having her head on his chest.

"Shh...The movie's starting!"

"Your wish is my command, Spikey."

"Shh!"

Alexis turned her head into his chest to stifle her laughter. Spike smiled at her, completely at ease with her. They sat in silence for the rest of the movie, and Alexis turned her head to Spike. "What's next?"

"Predator; we'll save the best for last."

"That works." She shrugged the barest sense of a flinch on her face as she got up.

"You sure you're ok to go to work tomorrow?" he asked, concern evident in both his voice and face.

Alexis nodded as she switched movies. "Don't worry; I'm sure the others will baby me as much as you have been."

"Alright...hey, is your big room-what's it called?"

"Conference room?"

"Yah, that one. Is it booked for tomorrow?"

"Don't believe so. Why?" she watched him, suspiciously.

"I was thinking it would be a good chance for you to meet my friends and it gives you a chance to introduce me to your friends." He wrapped her in his arms as she settled back down on the couch. "What do you say?"

"I'm working tomorrow, you know."

"I know, and that's my point. You'd win most of the guys over with just your cooking."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm guessing you've already booked the room?"

"How did you know?"

Alexis shrugged. "I guessed right for once. So I'm stuck either way, huh? Guess I'll go along."

"Not like you have much choice anyway." He told her as he started the movie.

"Point for you, Spikey. Now shush, the movie's starting."

"Hey!"

"Shh!" she teased, and he mock growled at her.

"No one tells Mike Scarlatti to shh!" he teased, beginning to tickle her. She laughed, struggling in his arms for freedom.

"Hey, hey! I give up!" Spike grinned but otherwise ignored her. She continued to fight him, eventually falling off him and onto the ground. She sucked in a deep breath, clenching her teeth.

Eyes wide, Spike dropped to his knees beside her. "'Lexis, you alright? I'm sorry, I just-"

Alexis opened her eyes and grinned up at him. "Gotcha!" she told him triumphantly.

Spike stared at her for a moment before pulling her into a hug. "Don't scare me like that!" he hissed, burying his face in her hair.

She wrapped her arms around him, resting her head under his. "Sorry Spike. I was just having some fun."

He pulled back and looked at her. "I should have stopped when you gave up anyway." He murmured, lowering his head to kiss her nose at the same time she raised her head.

Alexis's eyes widened slightly before relaxing into the kiss. Spike stayed there, tightening his grip on her. They pulled away a few moments later out of a need for air.

"You're a good kisser, you know." He murmured to her, taking in her blush.

"Not as good as you." She replied, smiling up at him before gesturing to the movie with her head. "Think we should start paying attention?"

"But you're so much more interesting." He told her, lowering his head to give her a short kiss.

She ducked her head, smiling. "And you're a flatterer, Spike."

"Just a bit." He told her, turning them so she could watch the movie. "Happy now?"

She nodded, eyes focused on the screen. "Incredibly happy, Spike, incredibly."

"That's good. So what are you going to feed us tomorrow?"

"No one's deathly allergic to anything, right?"

"Not to my knowledge."

"Then I can't tell you. But it'll be good, I promise."

"Anything you cook will be good."

"Flatterer."

"Truth-teller."

"Whatever." She rolled her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder. They stayed that way quietly throughout the movie, Alexis jumping occasionally only to be calmed by Spike's voice and touch.

As the credits started to roll, neither person moved for a long minute, simply enjoying the other's company. Spike eventually pushed himself up, making Alexis pout. "Hey!"

He smiled at her from her position on the ground. "Want a hand up?"

"Yes please." She reached up and he grabbed her hand, pulling her up to him again. "Time for the funniest movie of them all?"

"Funniest movie of them all, coming up." He told her, stepping back to switch DVDs. She smiled and sank down on the couch, taking a sip of pop. He stepped over the discarded chip bag to settle down next to her.

"What about dessert?" he asked, starting up the movie.

"I can't tell you that either, Spikey. It'd ruin the surprise, and then it wouldn't be a surprise anymore. What time should I expect your crew?"

"Sometime between 6 and 7, so shush now."

"Shushing."