A few hours later, Buffy found herself wondering around Restfield Cemetery. She checked her watch. It was a little after midnight. Then suddenly, as it began to rain, Buffy had an epiphany. For three years, Buffy had been the Slayer and always wanted someone to share it with. She wanted someone to cuddle with after a long night of slaying and not have him think she was cheating on him. Spike was that guy. She ran out of the cemetery and to the nearest phone booth. She grabbed the phonebook and flipped to the L's. LeChance…LeChance, Buffy thought. Ah ha! LeChance! WHAT! There wasn't just one, oh no, there was five. She began looking for Spike. "He's not in there!" she yelled to no one. "Wait. His real name is William." Pretty soon, she found him. "2443 Soulless Drive. That sounds nice." she said sarcastically.

Spike lay on his couch flipping through the new Rolling Stones Magazine. There was absolutely nothing of interest. Just another stupid Brittany Spears story. He sighed and was on his way to his room when someone knocked on the door. "Bloody hell!" he cursed when he saw who was at the door. It was Buffy, soaking wet. "Buffy, come in."

Buffy smiled, "T-thanks."

Spike went and grabbed a pair of black sweats and matching t-shirt and handed them to Buffy. He stood outside his bathroom as Buffy changed, "What happened?"

"I had an epiphany."

"A what?"

Buffy stepped out, "An epiphany. You know, when you realize something." She paused, "How could you get to be a senior without knowing what epiphany means?"

Spike shrugged, "I don't know. But what did you realize?"

Buffy sat on Spike's bed, "Well, to tell you that, I have to tell you about my past. So," she patted the space next to her, "have a seat." Spike sat. "Okay. I've been the Slayer since I was fourteen. I've had about four boyfriends since then. All of which dumped me. Their reasoning was that I was cheating on them. I was actually saving the world. I've always wanted someone to share this with. Someone to cuddle with after a long night of slaying." She put a hand to his cheek, "I think you could be that someone. I want you to be that someone."

Spike smiled, "I think I can handle that."

Buffy rolled her eyes, "Come here." She grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her. She used too much force and had fallen all the way down on the bed. They didn't seem to notice this however and began having the biggest make-out fest in history.

Buffy woke up the next morning and looked around the room. She wasn't in her room. She felt something tighten around her stomach. She looked under the silk black sheets and found Spike's arms wrapped around her. She also noticed that Spike was only in his red boxers and she was only in her new light blue lacey Victoria's secret bra and matching bikini underwear. She smiled as she felt Spike kiss the base of her neck, "Mmm…morning."

"Good morning Goldilocks."

Buffy rolled over so she could face him, "What time is it?"

Spike turned his head and looked back at her, "Six."

"I need to call Willow."

She tried to get up, but Spike tightened his grip, "Why?"

"Gee I don't know. Maybe to bring me clean clothes. Sorry Spike, but I don't think your clothes'll fit me."

Spike laughed and let her go, "Yeah, you're probably right."

Buffy stood and grabbed her cell from her Slayer bag. She hopped back under the covers and dialed her sister's cell phone. "Hello?" a groggy Willow answered.

"Morning Sweetheart." Buffy smiled.

"BUFFY! Where are you!"

"Spike's apartment."

"What!"

"I stayed…the night…at Spike's…apartment."

"With Spike?"

"Well duh!"

"Go Buffy!"

"Nothing happened!"

"Oh."

"Anyway, I need you to do me a few favors."

"Okay."

"Number one, cover for me. Tell mom I ended up staying with a friend so I wouldn't have to walk home in the rain. And number two, bring me some clothes, a pair of shoes, and my shampoo."

"Okay, what's Spike's address?"

"2443 Soulless Drive."

"Alright. I'll be there in a few."

Spike had just finished zipping up his jeans when someone knocked on the door. He answered it, "Hey Red."

Willow smiled, "Hey! Whoa! Shirtless Spike. Good think I'm gay or Buffy would have some competition."

Spike smiled, "Want to come in?"

"Can't. Kennedy's car broke down so I have to pick her up."

Spike nodded and Willow handed him her sister's bag. Willow left and Spike closed the door. He walked into his bedroom, "Willow brought your stuff." He said as he handed the bag to Buffy.

"Did she leave already?" Buffy asked, getting up.

"Yeah, she had to go pick up Kennedy. Buffy, we need to talk."

She kissed him, "After my shower."