Hours passed and still nothing had happened.

The phone rang and startled spike, it was the scoobies and faith.

Saying they would be home early morning.

They were in L.A talking to angel about a case he needed help with.

He agreed and hung up. Spike returned to the bathroom only to find Nicole was gone.

Spike couldn't help but smile, 'Nicole…' 'Where are you…' he knew she was watching him, he could feel her eyes 'I hate you' she whispered he turned to meet the voice speaking to him. With a quick thrash he was knocked out.

He woke to find himself tied to a chair, Nicole in front of him.

There was something different about her, she looked so much older and in controll.

He run his tounge over his teeth Nicole smiled and went to sit on his lap.

She was facing spike and gripping his hair 'I hate you spike, I wish I never met you'.

He laughed 'no you don't' she frowned. Spike was beginning to doubt his own accusations and he was starting to get edgy he didn't know what she was capable of doing. She held his neck and tugged his hair back 'your right' she smiled, spiked looked confused and with that she pushed her mouth against his diving her tongue to meet his.

Spike gladly returned the kiss. She rubbed against his lap, she could feel he was excited.

Spike wanted her, he gathered all his strength and broke free of the rope binding him and grabbed her, still kissing he carried her upstairs and threw her on his bed,

'spike' she said smiling 'y, yeah' spike said trying not to grunt 'im just not feeling it, im going for a walk' she smirked grabbed his coat and left the room. Spike was angry, how dare she he thought. This only made him want her more.

They both knew what game they were playing.

Spike slouched back in then red leather chair, he rubbed his head with one hand and tapped his foot.

She didn't want him anymore he knew it, she was powerful, beautiful

And on the loose. That's when spike realized he just let a potential killer

Walk out the front door, he bolted out of his chair.

He didn't know where she had gone to. Wait, he said to himself. Where do all beautiful, powerful woman go at night? The Bronze…

He strutted in to the bronze tapping his hand on the bar, signaling to the bartender to serve him 'single malt whisky, no ice' he scanned the room for Nicole,

He was having a lot of trouble finding her because the bronze was very crowded on Fridays and Saturday's, kids let loose on the weekends.

He tried to smell her scent, all he could pick up was adolescent hormones buzzing around the room. He sipped his whisky and turned to face the bar.

He heard a sigh 'I thought the deal was your pitiful ass wouldn't follow me here'

Spike smiled, 'I created you pet, there's nothing you can do that I can't sense'

He turned and looked in her eyes 'behind all this music, and all these little kiddy's



I can feel you, I can smell your blood pumping through your veins, I can taste your essence in the air and behind those fangs I know you still crave for me,

Like a little girl with a school crush' he chuckled.

Spike was trying to sound slick. He wanted her more than ever, and he wanted to know if she felt the same.

Nicole smiled 'spike, behind that platinum blonde hair and those scary puppy dog fangs,

I know your just a scared little boy waiting for something you will never have'

Spike smiled and looked at Nicole, 'and what is it that I want love?'

Nicole leaned forward and there lips were barley apart.. 'me' she laughed.

Nicole jumped off the seat and headed for the dance floor.