Chapter. 5. Short Circuits.

The next morning, Buffy has a smile on her face. She just had the most wonderful dream and is waking up. Buffy opens her eyes and touches what she thought was her pillow, but it wasn't a pillow. She turns her head around and sees Spike asleep in her bed next to her. Buffy smiles and snuggles up against his chest.

"Thank God it wasn't a dream," says Buffy.

"Been dreaming about me, Slayer?" asks Spike as he opens his eyes. He rubs her arm and pulls her closer to him.

"Sometimes."

"Same here."

"Oh, Spike, it was better than my dream. I'm completely satisfied. You were way better than the bot…I mean better…very good." Buffy turns around.

"What? Did you just say I was better than the bot?"

"No, why would I say that."

"Cause I heard you say it."

"You must be hearing wrong."

"Buffy, vampire hearing here. You had sex with the bot."

"It was only once."

Spike looks at her and raises his eyebrow. Buffy rolls her eyes.

"Okay, it was more than once."

"Admit it, you wanted me." Spike puts a grin on his face and places her arms behind his head.

"No, I wanted companionship."

"Yeah, someone to keep you nice and warm in bed."

"Spike!"

"Yeah, love."

"I changed my mind. The bot was way better. He talked less."

"Hey."

"Okay, I'm as insane as you are." Buffy pouts.

"Oh, pouty lips. Love that." Spike leans over and grabs Buffy's pouty lips with his mouth. Buffy then moves on top of him again. Spike releases her as he holds her in place by the waist.

"At least it's Saturday and the guys sleep in," says Buffy as she looks over at her clock. "We don't have to stop right away."

"Love how you think, but you aren't you doing this because you don't want to tell your Scooby friends about us, right?"

"Partly." Buffy shrugs and gives him an innocent smile. "I'm going to tell them. I don't want to lie anymore about anything."

"Good. Continue with what you were about to do."

"Okay. What would Buffybot say in this part?" Buffy positions herself on top of Spike. "Oh, I've got it. Oh, Spike, you evil beast, devour me."

"Okay, yeah, she would say that."

Buffy grabs the covers and puts it on top of both of them.

"I'll bet she'd never do this."

"Love, don't even think about it. Let's keep this PG13."

"Sorry, Spike. It's been moved to 17."

The bed begins to move like one of those vibrating beds in the motel rooms, except it's up and down instead of a vibrating type of motion. Buffy isn't the one moaning at the moment, but she does have a smile on her face.

Satisfaction, that's what she has. She really does feel whole again. So many bad things happened in her life recently that all she needed is time for herself and for her to think things through.

Meanwhile at Xander's apartment, he is making breakfast for his friends and trying to figure out what to say to the rest of the gang about Buffy and Spike and their significant bots. He begins to say something, then stops himself. Xander rolls his eyes and is really in a jam here for not being able to come up with something.

"Spike and Buffy are…No," says Xander to himself. "If I say he made…Buffy wouldn't like that, but if I…"

"Xander," says Dawn coming from the bedroom. "What are you talking about?"

"Dawn," says Xander, then he burns his hand with the pan. "Ouch."

"Be careful there. What are you talking about Buffy and Spike?"

"I didn't say anything."

"Xander."

"Good morning all," says Willow as she gets up. Tara stirs a little and waves at Xander and Dawn, who are standing in the kitchen. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Spike and Buffy," says Dawn as she puts her hand over her chest.

"What?" says Willow.

"No, we're not," says Xander. He flips an egg from the pan into a plate. "I just mentioned them because they went patrolling together. Isn't that right, Willow? I told them after Anya and I finished patrolling."

"Yeah, right, I remember," says Willow as she walks over to Xander.

"I don't believe you guys," says Dawn.

"Dawn, did you brush your teeth because we should brush our teeth?" says Tara, trying to change the subject.

"Come on. You can tell me. I'm not 12."

Anya comes into the kitchen and sees that everyone is there. She says good morning and Dawn looks at Anya with a smile.

"So, Anya, what's the deal with Spike and Buffy?"

"Oh, they had sex," replies Anya bluntly as always.

"Anya!" says Xander.

"What?"

"I knew it," says Dawn. "I mean, I didn't, but geez it was about time. Spike has always been in love with Buffy and Buffy, well, she is a basket case and a blind fool to never even notice it."

"Buffy's going to kill me," says Xander. "She told me not to tell you, Dawn, so if she tries to explain it to you, try to act surprised by it."

"Okay," replies Dawn. "I'm going to go change and brush my teeth."

"Dawn, your toothbrush is the one on the left."

"Okay." Dawn barely hears him as she is already in the bedroom.

"I'll go with her," says Tara as she enters the room.

"Xander, so, what happened?" asks Willow. "You came back so late."

"Oh, well, I was trying to come up with a…something to tell you guys besides the truth when Dawn caught me," says Xander. "I'm just going to come out and say it."

"What?"

"The Buffy having sex with Spike in the cemetery wasn't Buffy. She sounded too, well, not like Buffy. The way she touched Spike and…Well, anyway, it wasn't her, it was a robot."
"Spike made a robot out of Buffy?" says Willow. "Oh, my gosh. The things that he would have done with…"

"So, Spike made a sex bot," says Anya. "It makes perfect sense. Poor guy hasn't got anyone and we all hate him."

"Well, there is a second part to this story that Buffy wanted me not mention," says Xander. "Buffy made a Spikebot."

"What?" says Willow in complete shock. "I mean, I understand Spike, but Buffy."

"She wanted it for companionship."

"But we are her companionship. She's replaced us with a robot."

"Come on, Wills, we can't judge her for doing this. You yourself said we should think rationally about this and…"

"A robot of Spike," says Dawn, coming out of the bedroom.

"Oh, great. Someone just stake me."

"Oh, honey, don't say things like that," says Anya, rubbing his arm. "What could be worse?"

Then the doorbell rings. They all look at the door.

"Who is it?" asks Xander from the kitchen as he is heading to the door.

"It's Buffy," replies Buffy from the other side.

"That's just great."

It's not the last chapter. Again, making it longer. LOL. I keep getting ideas.