Song lyric's: President's of the united states, "Death Star"

The day post-teacher sleep over, neither Buffy nor Spike spoke to each other. They simply got ready for the day and went to the school. It was two weeks later and Christmas vacation was about to start. They still hadn't truly spoken to each other since, but inside they were both dying to talk.

After school Buffy stood outside, it was freezing, and she did not want to walk home. Sadly mom flew to LA for the week, Maybe more… Buffy sighed realizing how lonely home was going to be.

Spike walked by and headed down the step of the school. Half way down he stopped and turned, "You need a ride?" He couldn't resist her, she was just stranded. Okay to her house then you leave… no going inside.

Buffy smiled, "Ya…" she followed him to his car and hopped in with him.

It's like he had memorized how to reach her house, they were there in no time with almost no direction given by Buffy. He pulled in front of the house, "Okay…" He looked at Buffy as she looked at the house with the same frightened gaze as before. "Your mum out again?" he asked.

"Ya…" Buffy turned to Spike, "For a week or so in LA…"

Spike had a surprised look on his face, "A week!" He looked out the window, "Now that just won't do… I can't stay here and watch you…" He thought critically for a moment, "I really don't want to leave you here alone…"

Buffy stared at him for a long time, and watched Spike seemed to look at everything except her eyes. Finally his eyes met hers and it was electric, it seemed he inched closer and closer to Buffy, completely out of his own will. Okay, well in all honesty he didn't put up to much protest. For the second time since Spike had met Buffy his mouth was less than an inch from hers. Before he could think his lips were upon hers, for a moment he thought she was denying him until her mouth opened and willingly accepted him.

His fingers were feather light as he barely touched her cheek, too afraid this moment would end. Buffy's hand slowly glided its way up his chest, her finger's finding Spike's bare chest beneath his shirt. She let out a long heavy breath as Spike finally broke the kiss, "Go pack a bag… I'll take you too my place…"

Buffy stuttered for a moment, "I-ummm… okay…" quickly she hopped out of the car and ran into the house, "This must be the fastest bag ever packed…" she said to herself as she stuffed the rest of her clothes and Mr. Gordo into the bag, then ran back downstairs. She locked the front door behind her and ran out to the car.

Spike smiled as she got in and buckled up, he put the car in drive and began their journey to his home. There was utter silence, Spike had to tell her his second job before they reached his house or there would be some excitement.

"Now Buffy… there's a few things I have to tell you… and you need to promise you never EVER breath a word of this to anyone…." She nodded, almost scared of what he was going to say or do, he continued, "I'm not quite who you think I am… I don't usually wear these glasses… my hair is usually longer… and blonder…" He took a deep breath and his voices rang a bit deeper and he returned to his English accent, "And I'm better known as Spike…"

Buffy gasped, his voice was recognized immediately in her ears, and pushed herself against the passenger's side door, "Oh my god… oh- oh my god…" Her hands flew over her mouth as it all started to sink in, "You're… you are… Spike? Oh my god…." Spike nodded, "You are my teacher… my very attractive teacher but I never thought that with the; and we… oh my god…"

She was rambling and Spike let her go on as they hit the gravel road his home. It was on the outskirts of town, it had taken them about 45 minutes to get there. When they pulled up to the house, Buffy was still shocked and was not entire prepared to see Nick on a quad pulling a half naked David behind him on a sled. She just looked around and took a deep breath, "So the guys… who used to pick you up… and at the bronze?"

Spike nodded as he stepped out of the car, grabbing her bag as well as his own and started walking towards the house. Nick immediately made detour and rode towards Spike, "How was work today sweetie?" he asked quickly coming to a stop and laughing as David flew into a tree.

Spike sighed, "I brought home a surprise…" he said nodding to his car as a still shocked Buffy emerged from it. Nick gave him a crazy look.

Nick abandoned the quad and chased him down, "Are you insane?" He punched Spike in the shoulder.

"Ow!" Spike said staring at Nick.

"Ya ow! Have you lost your bloody mind?" Nick punched him again, "You know what this means?" Spike shook his head, "You gotta shave your legs…"

"Oh what? C'mon…." Spike groaned.

"The lot of us promised ages ago, if we promise to keep anything a secret and it's broken, off with the hair!" Nick said crossing his arms over his chest. "You're lucky I'm only saying legs... the original terms were chemo style..."

"No… I mean… c'mon… not while my student is here…" Spike continued groaning and complaining.

"That's another thing, what in god's name are you doing bringing one of your students home!" Nick said in a stern voice.

David was covered in dirt but had finally seemed to regain consciousness and joined them, "Yeh, mate… that's what has me confused…"

Buffy walked up to Spike and smiled, "Ummm… I just want to thank you for letting me stay while my mom's gone… even if it jeopardizes your position…" She looked at the ground as she spoke; now feeling more nervous than ever knowing that she has had a crush on this man so much longer than the school year.

Spike nodded and hoisted her bag over his shoulder as he turned to Nick and David, "You guys are just jealous because you're not having a sleep over like I am…" He started walking to the house, Buffy in tow, "We were going to invite you guys to girl's night… but we've changed our minds!" He walked into the house and popped his head out before he closed the door, "No mud masks for you!"

Spike led Buffy upstairs, and into the guest bedroom. "This is where you can stay, luv…" He set her bag on the bed, "I'm on this side of the wall…" He knocked on said wall for emphasis, "You ever need me, I'll be in there…" he trailed off and turned to leave the room, "In there…" He pointed and walked to his room, leaving Buffy to unpack.

After a good hour or so Buffy willed up the courage to go into Spike's room. Quietly she knocked on the door and slowly opened it. She looked around the room, it was dark with a large king bed and blood red walls. The bed and dressers were all dark redwood, and he had candles lit about the room. She stepped inside and ran a hand over the soft comforter of Spike's bed; it was all black and red, along with his drapes, which were drawn. The room was dark, with the exception of the candles, but Spike was nowhere to be scene.

She heard some soft singing and slowly followed it into a little back room. A small smile crept across her face as she walked into a room with black walls and some of the geekiest things she had ever seen. The walls had shelves and shelves of different action figures and toys, and collectable glasses. There were tons of mounted comic books as well. The corner was a fully functional astronaut suit, and in another corner was a Tardis replica from Doctor Who.

Buffy smiled as she sat at the couch behind Spike. He was facing the window, at a computer desk, playing some kind of card game on his computer. She smiled as he sang along with the song that was playing,

Black hearted ball
Roll the devil's dice
Destroy it one more time
Cuz it's so good they built it twice
But now no more
No more, no more

It's the Death Star—something so incredible
Death Star—something indestructible
Death Star—massive and maniacal
Death Star—teeny weeny vulnerable hole

Buffy started giggling at the song's lyrics and Spike quickly turned around to see her, "Tsk tsk Miss Summers… how long have you been sittin' there?" He turned back to his computer and turned the music down.

His accent was out of place for a moment as his identity was still sinking in a bit, "A while now… Long enough to realize how big of a geek you are…" She laid back on the comfy couch and looked at all the interesting nic nacs that decorated the place.

"Ah yes…" He swivelled his office chair around and scooted over to Buffy, "Welcome to the secret dome of geekdom!"

"And aren't you supposed to be doing work on that computer, instead of playing cards?" Buffy looked past him and realized he was playing solitaire.

"Yes but we are at the beginning of winter vacation and I am the master of procrastination! Mwa ha ha ha ha…" He let out an evil laughed that caused Buffy to giggle. "Though procrastination is a bad habit I should not be encouraging it…" He gave her a wink and a smirk before scooting back to his desk.