Alternate Lives.

Buffy woke to Spike sitting at the end of the bed watching her. he had this cat who at the canary look about him and it made Buffy smile. Spike was already dressed and waiting for her to rise. "Soldier Boy is still up there." He whispered and crawled in a fluid sort of grace up the bed. She was amazed at how graceful he could be when he wasn;t stalking her or getting his ass kicked.

"How do you do that?" Buffy asked when Spike had reached her lips and placed a chaste kiss to her heart as she spoke.

"Do what luv?"

"Move with such grace."

"Long practice. You better get dressed." Spike replied and got off the bed to wait.

Buffy untangled herself from the sheets and gathered her clothed. She wanted to talk to him but no words came to her mind when she was getting dressed. Riley was a good man but not her kind of good. After all the previous Slayers had been something more than human. She had learned that the very first Slayer had been cursed with the soul of a demon to give her strength. the first Slayer had never wanted the fate inflicted upon her. But she had made it her own and passed it down through a long line of Slayers right down the line to Buffy.

"What are you thinking about?" Spike asked.

"The first Slayer." Buffy replied with her back still to Spike. Suddenly he was there with his arms around her bare waist. He fit with her like her body was made for him. It was weird and everytime he had managed to pin her that thought had wormed it's way into her brain. 'how can my body fit perfectly to his?' she would think and that thought would spur her on to get him off of her but now she wanted him closer to chase away all her fears.

"Why do you feel so good against me?" Buffy asked and Spike licked a long path up her spine.

"Maybe fate wanted it this way." Spike replied. he wasn;t going to let Buffy think too hard about this because he wanted her for how ever long her mind would let him. Sooner or later she was going to over think them together and run for this hills.

"So how are we going to get out of here?" Buffy asked deciding to leave that subject alone for a while.

"Through there." Spike pointed to another wooden door. Buffy only looked at him and Spike walked over to the door, pulling it open she looked up and saw stone steps leading up and out of the back of his crypt.

"When sis you have time to do this?" Buffy asked.

"You think I spent all my time following you? No when I was feeling lazy and sick of humans I started to dig and make a back way out should I ever need it. Now I guess it is one of those times that I need a back door." Spike explained. Buffy ran up the steps and looked around for Riley just to make sure he didn't check the outside.

"Come on Spike." Buffy called down and made her way out into the night. She knew Spike could follow her in no time. Buffy didn't want to go home yet.

"Caught you." Spike's voice slithered over her skin making Buffy quiver.

"Yeah and you are making me sick." Came a voice from the night and they both knew who it was. Angel walked out from the shadow of one of the tree's to spy his Buffy with Spike. He would have thought better of her.

"Who asked you?" Spike growled.

"Not you, but I came to talk to Buffy."

"So talk Angel." Buffy responded.

"Not with him around."

"Well then I guess we are leaving." Buffy shot back and turned to walk out into the night holding Spike's hand.