I thank you all for your reviews and patience with me, I'm sorry for taking so long. I've had a request from another author for a story; so I've been trying to figure out what kind of a plot line I'm gonna have. So without further ado; I present CHAPTER 5!

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Chapter 5: I love you?

Spike stood still as a statue; staring at the petite blonde girl in front of him flabbergasted. "Beggin' yer' bloody pardon?" Love? He snapped out of his state of shock with a violent shake of his platinum blonde head and a raised eyebrow looking at the slayer expectantly; Buffy giggled at the comic expression that adorned the master vampire's pale face.

"Jeez, Spike. Dumb much?" She winked at him.

"Oi! Bloody 'ell slayer, I'm not… Wait did you just wink at me?" Spike choked out as he began shuffling uncomfortably on his feet. Slayer? Wink at me? No. Impossible… Right? The master vampire thought to himself while absently digging for his smokes in the deep pockets of his treasured black leather duster; finding one he brought it up to his lips only to get it snatched out of his hands.

"Hey! What did I say about smoking in the house?" Buffy scolded him with a look of mock anger, "This is a poison free house, pal."

Spike raised his scarred brow at Buffy in question then tried to snatch his smoke back; Buffy sidestepped him and stuck her foot out immediately upending him and sending him sprawling to a cursing heap of leather. "Bloody 'ell!!" He regained his footing and began lashing out again attempting to re-acquire his cigarette from the slayer.

"Go outside if--" she was cut off by Spike's mouth latched onto hers in passion. Buffy was taken by surprise from the sudden kiss; soon she melted into his embrace and began tussling with his cold tongue for domination. Spike lips… Lips of Spike! Oh my god… she thought to herself but was soon brought spiraling back to reality by Spike tearing himself away from her.

"B-Buffy…" He began; with a sneer he turned on his heel and booked it out the door and down the moonlit streets leaving a confused and hurt Buffy staring after him.

"Spike…" Buffy whispered in the direction that the vampire took off in; she took a deep shaky breath and slowly closed the door locking it behind her. She leant against the door with a huff, but the slid down to the carpeted floor; laying her face into her hands and elbows propped on her shaking knees she began to cry. A few minutes past and she looked up from her hands and wiped her eyes, she put a look of determination on; and scooted up the stairs getting dressed she decided to go and patrol for the second time that night. Stupid vampire, I'll show him!

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The streets were rather quiet for the master vampire as he strolled aimlessly down the abandoned street side; glancing at his newly acquired bottle of bourbon he brought it up to his lips and took a deep chug of the golden brown liquid. Spike began thinking of what transpired in the past hour; "I can't believe that bossy chit had the audacity to steal my smoke! The bitch!" he scolded the chilly night air, as he took another long drink of his bottle and spat the remnants of the liquid at a store window in disgust. "What's worse!? I kissed the bloody slayer!" He took another swig in attempt to wash the taste of the slayer out of his mouth.

Spike began walking down a dark alley, where he felt someone following him; "Right mate, vampire 'ere you git. Bloody well invented ''fraid of the dark'." He turned to face the stalker with a growl. He grimaced when he saw who it was; "Red? What are you doin' out 'ere in the dark? Alone nonetheless." Spike began walking towards her when he saw that she wasn't moving. Stopping as another voice rang through his ears.

"She's not alone, Fang breath. She's got me." Xander walked around the corner to make his presence know to the vampire.

Spike chuckled; "Oh right! And what exactly could you do if a vampire or demon attacked you?" He waited for a response of which never came. "Tis' what I though whelp, you'd be a meal." He turned to leave but was stopped short as he heard one name.

"Buffy." Willow called.

Spike turned and looked into her green eyes for any hint of worry; finding it he replied. "What 'bout 'er?" he took another swig of his bourbon and leaned against the wall to his right. He watched the pair with amusement and expectancy; noticing a flaw in their posture he began unnervingly worried. "What's wrong? Is the slayer okay? Not that I care." Spike spoke as if trying to convince himself that he didn't care, but in truth he had learned over the past few months he had been falling for the petite pain in his arse. Bloody pathetic…

"We tried calling her, but there was no answer… we think something happened." Xander replied with a sneer.

"Is that right? Well she's probably just nested in her nice and cozies for the night." Spike hated Harris but he was persistent, he liked that. Snorting he straightened himself from the wall and moved to the end of the alley, he began walking through the cemetery. "Have a good night whelp, see ya Red." Willow and Xander watched in awe as the peroxide vampire walked through the dark alley with a certain swagger and a bounce to his step, Willow was mesmerized by him she felt herself smile at the thought of herself being the one that he was going to find

Taking another drink he turned the corner to the mausoleum where he shacked himself up days before, when he first ran into the slayer; Spike pushed the door open and stepped into the pitch black building of cold stone. He was stopped as he heard a shrill scream, followed by an unmistakably strong scent that he grew to know fairly well in the past century. Slayer blood, bloody fucking hell! When will she learn! Spike took off at lightning speeds through the cemetery to where the screams were coming from. He was greeted with the sight of Buffy battling tooth and nail with a swarm of demons.

Spike would be lying if he said he wasn't surprised to see the slayer actually brutalizing the group of demons, especially after the injuries she had sustained earlier in the night. He watched as the slayer weaved in and out like a professional boxer with feline grace; he hadn't noticed that he was slack jawed until his cigarette fell from between his lips.

Buffy did an acrobatic cartwheel hitting all three demons in the jaw and sending them sprawling into painful heaps, as she got to her feet; she froze as she felt a familiar presence somewhere close by. She smiled slightly; grabbing her hunting knife from the belt loops of her cream colored khaki cargo pants. Buffy began slicing through each demon with inhuman precision and a maniacal smirk on her face.

Sighing, "Well, that feels much better." She muttered to herself; dusting herself off she turned and began walking through the cemetery towards her home with a satisfied smile plastered on her face.

Spike shook his head quickly and started off in the direction that Buffy had gone in, removing himself from the bush he was hidden behind he took off at a run to catch up with her. He slowed to a stop a few hundred yards from her house as she abruptly stopped; he shifted behind a building when he saw her turning to face his direction. Spike silently cursed as he smacked his knee on a crate, causing him to tumble onto his arse in his drunken stupor. He laid sprawled with his left leg dangling over the top of the crate; his right leg on the cold cement; his duster folded over his face. Spike removed the duster from his face and looked around in surprise; stopping his movements as his eyes landed on a pair of fairly expensive designer boots, his eyes trailing from the boots to the khaki pants, then to a surprisingly revealing blood red silk blouse then to the face of an amused slayer standing over him with her arms crossed loosely across her chest. Her brow raised in humor.

"Wot the bloody 'ell are you gawking at slayer?" Spike raised his scarred brow in question as he attempted to make his way to his feet, succeeding in only falling ungracefully right back onto his backside with a yelp of surprise. "Balls." He cursed as he glanced back up at the woman he has grown rather fond of in the past months with a look of helplessness.

"Poor Spikey has fallen down and he can't get up." Buffy teased, kneeling down to his level.

Spike glared at her and pointed his finger at her; "You're one step 'way missy." He slurred with warning as his vision soon began to drift in and out of focus, making the master vampire's head spin uncomfortably he looked to the slayer and began to say something but it came out as a whisper. He lost himself in blackness as he lost consciousness in a deep dreamless slumber.

Buffy looked at him with loving eyes, I can't believe I've actually fallen Spike… SPIKE! This is definitely way wiggy, but it feels right. She thought to herself as she let a smile slowly spread across her face, as she looked at her watch, 4:13 AM, it read, her eyes widened in alert. "Sunrise!" Buffy yelled as she bent and hefted Spike's prone form onto her shoulders and she ran to her house. She opened the door and closed it behind her as she set the unconscious vampire on the chesterfield she went to the window and closed the curtains as she noticed the sun starting to peak through the horizon bathing the street in a gorgeous combination of yellow, red, and pink. She smiled at the sight as she closed the curtains fully making the go pitch black; it's been a while since she has seen an actual sunrise. Buffy walked over to the side table and turned the designer lamp on low setting lightly illuminating Spike's bleached hair as he lay unmoving.

Spike began mumbling in his slumber, Buffy strained to listen to his quiet words. "I'm… sorry B-Buffy, I love you." Her eyes widened at what she heard, Spike loved her back! Buffy sat beside the slumbering vampire, running her hand through his curly surprisingly soft locks; bending she kissed his forehead sweetly before whispering in his ear.

"I love you too, baby."

Buffy stifled a cat like yawn, feeling tired she put her feet up on the couch and kicked off her boots, she nestled her head into his neck and soon there after she allowed much needed sleep to overcome her with a radiating smile on her face.

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