Note: Sorry been busy. Had a case of Writer's Block. Doctor prescribed me to watch more Buffy at least once a day for a month. Ha. It worked. I'm corny I know.

Chapter 14 Sources

"So…" Buffy said in the drivers side, " where do you wanna go?"

Spike looked at her with a smirk.

"Somewhere nobody would find us," Spike said.

"You better be specific because there's no redoing owing. I owe you once and that's it," Buffy says seriously.

"Right. Somewhere quiet then," Spike grumbled.

Buffy rolled her eyes and drove out of the school parking lot. Why did he have to be so damn difficult?

Buffy pulled up to a opened gate with a stone wall. Spike got out of the car and looked at the a sign. 'Restful Cemetery'. He looked at Buffy as she got out the car and walked over to him.

"It's the only place I know that's quiet," she defended .

"Daddy's girl; not only bitchy but a gothic. This will be a brilliant story to tell my British mate," Spike chuckled fetching himself a cigarette.

"Fuck you," she said snatching hit lit cigarette from his lips and started smoking it herself.

"Already, did that," Spike said lighting another cigarette.

"Guess it wasn't memorable," Buffy said rolling her eyes.

She walked into the cemetery and Spike followed close behind checking her out for the hundredth time.

"Guess I'll have to fix that then, huh."

Buffy was getting agitated cause she knew all Spike was doing was staring at her ass. She threw her finished cigarette.

"So, how did you get kicked out of your old school?" Buffy asked smiling devilishly.

Spike stopped in his tracks and looked at her back baffled. No one was suppose to know about that not even his mother. He walk up to her throwing his smoked cig.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Spike asked pulling her by the arm to turn her around to face him.

Buffy looked at him smirking then pulled her arm out of his grasp and folded them.

"Who told you that?" he asked pissed.

"I have my sources. Are you going to tell me or what?"

"I'm not telling you about Jack fucking Jill," Spike said seriously.

Buffy wanted to laugh in his face over his little phrase but decided better not to piss him off more. So she shrugged. He didn't have to tell her anything she could find out if she wanted to. She just wanted Spike to tell her. Buffy walked over to a stone casket and sat on it swinging her legs.

Spike wasn't dumb he knew she was playing with him and trying to get info about him personal life but he was just as good at playing this game.

"So does little Daddy's Girl prefer leather or lace?" Spike asked seductively walking up to her.

Buffy all of a sudden felt a cold drift between her legs. Fuck. I left my underwear in that classroom. Then she though again.

"I think you know the answer to that and stop calling me that." she said looking into his eyes.

"What do you want me to call you? Annie?" Spike leered.

Buffy looked at him for a second wondering where he got Annie from.

"Annie?"

"Yeah, the orphan with no family. All alone 'til daddy Warbuck takes her in." Spike said.

Buffy was so pissed she couldn't form word and just smack him. Spike grinned even though his face stung. Strike one.

"You fucking asshole," Buffy yelled and jumped off the stone.

Spike laughed but was quickly faded when Buffy had a clear shot of his face and punched him. And she kept trying to hit him but he kept blocking her shots. Usually finding would anger and release him but his was turning him on. He finally had a hold on her wrist and pinned then down on the stone she sat on earlier. Her back was to his front and her ass was rubbing against his crotch.

Buffy felt Spike taking off his belt with one unused hand and just know what he was about to do to her in an open area excited. He lifted her skirt and began rubbing her thighs making her wiggle.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you," Spike whipered in her ear.

"I want you to….."

Someone came up and punched Spike making him stumble to the ground. Buffy turned to him.

"Spike?"