Chapter 13

"So that's everything? Are you sure you're not hiding anything else," I ask Angel. I think over all the things he told me, about Connor his son. He and Darla are his parents, Darla's dead and Connor was sent to a hell dimension. The years in whatever hell dimension it was the years go faster there. He tried to kill Angel many times, and he went all evil before, and ECT.

"You forgot to add what happened to me," Spike steps from the shadows.

Angel gives him a hated look.

"Spike what happened?"

"Since I'm not going to go hiding things like Angel I'll tell you," he gives Angel a look.

Classic Angel and Spike, arguing all the time.

"The necklace you gave me was from Wolfram and Heart, and when I died it was brought back to Angel's office. I'm guessing Angel was supposed to wear it because him as a ghost would be no threat to them."

"You were a ghost," I look at him questionably. I touch his arm, "But you seem so solid."

"Getting to that part love," he gives me a look, angering Angel. "Well they put it down, and I came out of it a ghost, tried to kill Angel but I went right through him. I spent a while there because every time I tried to leave LA, I appeared back at the office. Got to haunt Angel," he smirks at the thought.

"Yeah, you made sure that I was you came at the worst times," Angel adds.

"Well everyone but me came that one time, one you and your assistant were getting it on."

"It was a spell," Angel tries to defend himself.

"But you enjoyed it mate."

"Spike back to the story."

"Let's go I'll tell you it on the way back, to my place.

I consider it, stay with Angel who told me nothing or Spike who was at least telling me the truth. "Ok, les go."

"We can even do some slaying if you like, just like old times."

Like old times me and Spike, we used to hate each other but then he loved me. Couldn't fight the feeling forever I felt something for him. Well at first just used him, but I ended up loving him.

"Bye mate," he calls back to Angel. Then he continues with the story, "Well was forced to work with Angel, but might as well have fun with haunting him. Fred tried to help me, she's really smart. I was almost killed by other ghosts in the Wolfram and Heart building."

"O my gosh what happened," I feel sick imagining Spike hurt.

"I almost was destroyed but I overtook the power," he says proud of himself. "Was really weird," he shakes his head. "I got this box."

"Why's a box important?"

"It's the reason I'm solid again. I don't know what was in the box but something from Wolfram and Heart," he sneers at the name. "Well I figured it out when I walked into a door; I loved the feeling of being corporal again. Well I went to Harmony, and we did some stuff. Well you know me I haven't had sex for a while, but that one night with you is still the best night of my life."

I smile at his comment, "Sometimes you give me too much information though. And where'd you find Harmony?"

"She was Angel's assistant."

"Wow, I thought she was bad."

"She stopped drinking human blood and Wesley got her to give him a second chance."

"Oh."

"Well her eyes started bleeding, and she tried to kill me. That was starting to happen to some people, we had the lie put in our head that it was because there were two vampires with a soul and was only meant to be one. Only one with a soul and were sent after this cup and whoever drank it would have the weight of the world on their shoulders."

"How did you decide who had it?" I can't think of the two of them agreeing on anything.

"We fought for it, who wanted it the most won, we were both injured, but I won."

"Was the drink really what it was said to be? You seem the same not all tortured and stuff but that's good that you're not going to mourning over having a soul like Angel. You're still the same Spike, but help people."

"Thanks Buffy," he replies. "Well no it wasn't, I may have wanted it more but it was just mountain dew," he smirks. "Good drink though."

I laugh and shake my head, "Did I miss anything else?"

"Well this one rouge slayer thought I was some guy in her past and chopped off my arms. Never been so happy to have Wolfram and Heart there, without them I'd be armless."

"I shudder at the idea." And though repulsed by asking it, asked, "Were you the one who hurt her?"

"No, was some other guy."

"Okay, good," I feel relived. "You're a hero not a killer."

"Used to be," he sighs, "And if I could have never been the one who tortured her, I kill not torture for years. Angel was the torturer," he shakes his head, thinking of the memories. "It was funny when he was a puppet though," he laughs. Before I can ask he explains, "There was this show smile time, it was run by demons and they used it as a cover and would suck the life out of children," he looks grim. "Angel tried going there to stop it and this one thing turned him into a puppet, perfect time to when Nina was staying."

"Who's Nina?"

"One of Angels girlfriends or one of his ex's, didn't keep track. There was Cordy, Nina, and his assistant, and of course Darla."

"Wow," he seemed to get over that fast.

"Well Nina stayed because she was a werewolf and needed some place to stay for the transformations and he offered. She almost tore that puppet to shreds, but he sewed himself up. They ended up stopping the demon puppets."

"Good," I nod indicating for him to go on.

"This one guy Lindsay was acting like me guard person, I was an important part in something. I got to get away from Angel, and he even got me my own apartment. He said he got visions, and I was off helping people. There was this one girl in a dark alley in heels and wondered why she got attacked. It was dark, wearing heels, how dumb was she?"

"What did you two hit it off?"

"No I don't go for every girl who passes by," he fakes being offended.

"Sure you don't," I scoff.

"Well I thought I could trust him because he gave me the information I needed to know to save Angel's life. There was this one demon spawn that gave Angel nightmares, but it was killing him. I do wonder what some of those nightmares were, bet I was in some of them," he grins. "Well I killed whatever it was. Then there was this fight today. Demon's tried to take over," he opens his door. "We lost, but the worst is gone, here is not the ideal place to stay."

"Is everyone alive?"

"No Wesley died, but he's a ghost now, working with Wolfram and Heart. The new Angel haunter, he's doing a bad job at that."

"He's probably trying to help him, is he any different?"

"Wesley yes, he's not the weak ponce he was when he was your watcher."

"Wow. So how'd you spend your last day?"

"At a bar drunk, reading poetry."

"Wow, thought you'd be with some girl," I tease him.

"You're never going to let me forget that are you?" he asks.

"Nope," I kiss him.

"What was that for?"

"Spike you're a hero and I love you."

He kisses me back, "I love you Buffy."

"It's been so long."

He kisses my neck, "Are we really doing this again?"

"Yes, Spike," I reply. Love his name Spike represents his past, and such a different name.

"What if I lose my soul?"

"Because a perfect moment of happiness. You were good before the soul, so you will still be good."