A/N: To Anyanka0705- I know that now. I'm aware that I got it out of order, but when you write your chapters at 2 in the morning... your mind tends to blank sometimes. Sorry. Also I have changed a lot about the season from the point of Fool for Love.

I've gotten a lot of reviews about the warning about a character or characters death. Yes there will be a death or two. Morning a death is something that the show has quite a bit of. You see with the death of Ginni, Angel, Joyce, Buffy, Tara, Anya and Spike. Their deaths were mourned (except for the last two) and through their death certain things happened. I would like to embrace this type of reaction... something around how Giles and Willow reacted... with vengeance in their heart and ready to do anything to make sure their loved ones death has some justification. This is something that I haven't tried before. But there's always some chance that they will come back.

Also any readers of mine that watch the show Mindfreak on A&E, you should email me. Those who know about the show and haven't seen it... watch it. Great show.

Chapter 5- Are we a couple?

Buffy woke up in Spike's arms again. Nothing about this seemed wrong, still Buffy knew that if anyone would find out she would be horrified. She got up slowly, grabbed her clothes, and left without so much as a word to Spike. She walked down the street towards her house, the sun rising in front of her. The streets were quite, vamps had long since turned in and no one was awake yet. Thoughts swirled around in Buffy's head. Why am I doing this? I know that I don't hate Spike, but sleeping with him. Especial after all I had gone through with Angel. "Angel!" Buffy said. She had to catch Angel before he left.She ran the rest of the way home, hoping that Angel had stayed at her place. When she reached the house, she walked in and ran right to the basement. Sure enough Angel was down there, sleeping. Buffy walked over to him and shook him until he was awake. "Angel." She said in a soft voice. He sat up and let her sit next to him.

"Buffy." He said. He was upset. He could smell Spike on her.

"I'm sorry." She said. "I loved you once and in some ways I always will. But you showing up here, hoping to warn me of impending danger and that I will somehow be so grateful that I forget how much I hate you, it's not right. Angel every time that you show up, every time that we talk, you say that things will never work out for us. You come around telling me that you love me and then you are just looking out for me, but you still leave just the same. If our destinies aren't meant to cross paths, then stop crossing mine. All that you manage to do when you show up here is piss me, and the people around me, off. It's not right and it's not fair and I can't deal with it anymore. Some things in life are just hard and you just have to deal with that. I had to deal with you leaving, now I think you have to do the same."

Buffy's words stung Angel, not only because they were true and hard to accept but also it was to close to what Willow had said. Somewhere deep inside Angel realized that all this time, ever since he had left her, he had never let himself leave her for good. He always knew that he would come back in a instant if she needed him. And for the littlest things he felt that she needed him. "You're right." He said to her. "But I don't think that Spike is someone you should be with."

Buffy smiled. "It's not your choice." She said, somehow knowing that there was a sense of humor in this whole thing. She knew that Spike and Angel had once shared a connection. And the two now mortal enemies felt something for their real mortal enemy. It was the most bizarre love triangle that existed.

"I wish it was." He said, standing up.

She stood up to, ready to say goodbye to him. "Do you love me?"

"Always will." He said with a smile.

"Then don't come back." She said. It was neither cold nor heartless. If he loved her, he would stop coming back since he now knew what effect it had on her. Angel nodded and Buffy left to her room, leaving the vampire there to wait for the sun to set.

The Bronze-

When the sun had set, when the time had come, Buffy met with Spike at the Bronze. It had been a week since Angel had left, a week since she had seen Spike. Buffy felt bad that she had bolted on the vampire and then avoided him for a week. But she need the time to think, the time to decided what she was going to do about this whole thing. The first time they had slept together, they could blame it on Willow's spell. But the last time, she could not blame that on magick. She could say it was seeing Angel again and that their mutual hate for him had bonded them together. An attempt to say 'Fuck you'. But Buffy had spent a week thinking about it and she had come to a conclusion. She saw Spike sitting at a table in the corner. The same one they had sat at when he told her about the slayers. She sat down in front of him, silently taking him in. He looked different in the dim light of the Bronze. The unnatural light made him seem paler, more dead if that was possible. He sported freshly painted black fingernails and a lip ring. "You got your lip pierced?" She said.

"I pierced it." He said, smiling at her disgusted look. "With a safety pin. Took a while and hurt like a bitch. Looks good though." He said.

"Yeah it does." She said in agreement. "Think you can give me a piercing?" She asked with a sexy smirk on her face and a dangerous look in her eyes.

Spike smiled. "Depends slayer." He said. Then he leaned closer and lowered his voice. "What do you want pierced?"

"I haven't decided yet." She said, pulling away from him and leaning back in her chair. She was getting better at acting less like preppy Buffy and more like laid-back Buffy.

"You've been gone. Didn't see ya when I woke up."

"I left. I had to see..." She was going to say Angel. She didn't want Spike to be upset though.

"Peaches?" Spike said, seeing the hesitation in her eyes. She nodded. "He told me." She looked at him confused. "Told me that ya told to him to high tail it outta this town and never come back."

"Yeah. Pretty much." She said.

"That's my girl." He said, not thinking before saying it. Once it had been said, once he saw the look in her eye, he knew that he had gone to far. It was always like that with Buffy and him. There was a line that they could cross. When they had first met, that line was a canyon, so wide that they were no where near crossing it. But as they got closer, as they had changed the way they felt, as each day that they spent together, the line got thinner and thinner. So easy to mistake that line for a crack, so easy to speak their minds until they had freaked the other out enough to end the day. Spike only hoped that one day they would love each other and that line would disappear all together.

Buffy smiled. "I needed to see you Spike." She said, letting down some of her defenses.

His eyes widen at the total none running away that Buffy was doing. She was actually admitting that she needed to see him. That was one step closer to needing him. "Yeah slayer." He said, leaving on the cool, big bad persona that he always had. "And why would that be?"

"If I knew, I would tell you." She said smiling. It was the most smiling she had done since Angel had left. For a week she had struggled with three things. The first was convincing Willow that she didn't do anything bad with her spell. The second was finding out what big bad it was that Buffy would lose to. And the third was trying hard to figure out her and Spike. At least she had accomplished one.

"Right then slayer. So what's going' on? Ya didn't just get me here cause ya wanted to talk did ya?"

"Actually... yes." She said with a little weaker tone.

"Right then." Spike said. "Well fancy that. The slayer, and me here talkin' about none apocalyptic things. Almost like a date." He said.

"It's not a date Spike." She said fast.

He had crossed a line. Not a big one, but a line. "All right. Not a date. Darn I was goin' tell all my friends that I was datin' a slayer." He said with a laugh.

"They wouldn't believe ya even if ya had friends." She said, a little harsher then she meant.

"Oh yeah." He said, leaning over the table and capturing her lips with him. She kissed him back, but broke away to breath. "Come on slayer." He said, standing up. "Let's dance." She looked at him and was a little bit confused. But she took his hand. Instead of leading her out of the Bronze, he led her to the real dance floor. They were on a date.

Buffy's house-

Buffy ended up bringing Spike home with her after their night of dancing and talking. No one was home so she felt it quite a bit safer. Willow, Tara, and Dawn had all decided to head up to L.A. for a shopping spree. Xander and Anya were at their apartment, Giles had made it quiet clear that he didn't want to be bothered, and Buffy's mom was still at the hospital. Buffy and Spike walked into the empty house. It had an eerie effect on Buffy and she was almost scared. Maybe it isn't the house... maybe it's the thought of Spike being in my house. Spike had walked into the living room and had turned on the television. "Mind if I get something more comfy to wear. Leather and me... great for only a few hours."

"Sure." He said, trying his damnedest to be more interested in the TV then in her. Once she had ran up the stairs though, it was a totally different story. I am in Buffy's house. And it's not cause I'm watchin' Niblet, it's to be with her. He heard her steps on the first step and turned his attention back to the horror movie.

"What's on?" She asked, bouncing down the steps.

Spike turned to look at her. She was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a tight white tank top. She had washed all the make-up off her face but had left her hair down. "You look good slayer." Was all that he said as she made her way over to the couch.

"Thanks." She said, sitting down next to him. "So what's on?"

"Some horror movie." He told her. "Somethin' 'bout a clown."

"It?" She asked, terror in her voice.

"Yeah love. Just a movie."

"No. Clowns freak me out."

Spike out a laugh. "You, the big bad slayer, it afraid of clowns." He said still laughing.

"Don't laugh Spike. I'm serious. Clowns freak me out." She said. She turned to the screen, only for a brief second, in hopes that he had made a mistake and it was a different movie. On the screen flashed a picture of a horrible clown. Buffy screamed and buried her head in Spike's chest.

Spike loved how the slayer felt in his arms. He always had. And here they were in her house, watching a movie like a normal couple would. "It's alright slayer. Clown's gone."

Buffy opened her eyes and looked up at the blonde vampire. "How do I know that you aren't lying?" She said.

"Trust me." He said.

She smiled and looked up at the screen. Spike had turned the channel to A Walk to Remember. Buffy smiled and looked up at him. "Thanks." She said.

"No problem slayer." He said. He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then he let her turn around and lay back on him while they watched the rest of the movie.

Buffy's House-

Willow walked into the house with Tara. Dawn had gone to school and Willow was here to check on Buffy. The two girls found Buffy and Spike asleep on the couch. "We should wake them." Willow said.

"Why?" Tara asked.

"She wouldn't want Dawn or her mom to find her with him." Willow said. Tara nodded in agreement and watched as Willow walked over to Buffy. Willow shook Buffy lightly. "Buffy." She said softly.

Buffy opened her eyes slowly to see Willow kneeling down next to her. Spike and she had fallen asleep on the couch. She smiled at Willow and sat up. "Spike." She said, whispering in his ear.

He opened his eyes and saw Red and Tara standing there. "Hey Red." He said. He knew that the two of them had already been told about Spike and Buffy's strange relationship. He sat up next to Buffy.

"We just came over to tell you that we sent Dawn to school and we promised that we would take her to our place after school." Willow told Buffy.

"Did Giles find anything about Angel's cryptic threat?" Buffy asked.

"No." Willow said. "But we are about to head over to the Magic Box and help out."

"All right. I'll be over after I get dressed." Buffy said. Willow and Tara left.

Once they had left, Spike looked at the slayer. "Sorry slayer. Didn't mean to fall asleep here."

"Don't be." She said. She caught a spark in Spike's eyes. She knew it meant a lot to him that she didn't hate him and that she didn't mind him falling asleep in her house. "Why don't you stay here until the sun goes down?" She said.

"All right slayer. Thanks." He said. It meant more to him then she'd ever know that she was letting him stay there.

"I'm going to get dressed then I have to go the Magic Box." She said. He nodded.

The Magic Box-

Buffy sat on the steps of the ladder that lead to all the heavy magic books. She couldn't stop thinking about Spike and how, strangely, she missed him. But she couldn't do anything about it. Willow sat on the step below her. Both girls watched as Xander and Anya looked through books, how Dawn was watching Tara do a magick spell, and how Giles researched far away from the moody girls. "Willow?"

"Yeah Buffy?"

"Let's split. I gotta talk to you."

The graveyard-

"It looks so different in the daylight." Willow said with a smile.

"Yeah." Buffy said.

Willow could tell how distant Buffy was. "Something wrong?" She asked the usually bouncy blonde.

"Willow we were on a date last night. We met at the Bronze, we talked, we danced and then he came over. We watched a movie together." Buffy said in a horrified tone.

"What's wrong with that?" Willow asked.

"It's something that I would do with..."

"A boyfriend? Someone that you cared about." Willow said, finishing the blonde's sentence. Buffy nodded. "There's nothing wrong with caring about him. He obviously loves you."

"But it's Spike. He's evil and soulless..."

"And he has a chip in his head. He can't hurt you." Willow said. She turned to face her best friend. "Buffy, you've had a lot of hard times in your life. Spike makes it his mission that you don't have to go through those alone."

"How do you know so much about him?" Buffy asked her.

"Because... I feel the same way about Tara. She's been through so much that all I want to do is be there for her and make sure that she never has to be alone again. The way I feel about Tara is the same way Spike feels about you. I can see it in his eyes."

"But Willow how can he? He has no soul."

"That doesn't matter and you know that. When you first met Spike, why was he here?"

"To kill me and cure Drucilla."

"Right. Spike loved Drucilla so much that he made a deal with the slayer so that he could have her back from Angelus. Spike has always been able to show love and you know that. You just don't want him..."

"To let me fall in love and then have him leave me. I know why I make excuses Willow. I know that I am afraid of letting myself love him and then having him leave me."

"If he can help it, he wouldn't leave your side." Willow said with a laugh. "You remember how I used to follow Xander around?" Buffy nodded, smiling at the memory of her once geeky best friend. "That's how Spike is with you." Buffy smiled at the red head comparing Spike to herself.

Buffy's house-

Dawn had decided to stay over at Willow and Tara's that night and Buffy had walked home from the Magic Shop as the sun set. She opened the door and hung her jacket up. She smiled a little when she realized that Spike's jacket was hanging next to hers. She lightly touched the sleeve of the jacket. It smelled of booze and cigarettes, and that was some how soothing to her. "Spike?" She yelled.

"Yeah slayer?" Spike said. He was standing at the top of the stairs, leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

"You can't smoke in the house." She said.

He started walking down the stairs. When he got to her, he grabbed her waist and pulled her close to him. "Make me."

Buffy took the cigarette, dropped it on the floor and stepped on it. "Don't push your luck Spike." She broke away from his hold and headed into the kitchen. "What did you do all day? She asked as she opened the fridge and looked around.

"Sat around, watched my usually soaps, snooped around."

"Spike!" Buffy said in a harsh tone as she got a non-fat yogurt out of the fridge. She walked past him and got a spoon, then headed towards the living room. Spike followed. Buffy fell down on the couch and Spike sat on a chair. "You going home tonight?"

"Are you going with me?" He asked her with a daring look in his eyes.

"What is this Spike?" Buffy asked.

Spike looked a little confused. "What do ya mean slayer?"

"What do we have here? Are we sleeping together, are we dating, are we friends? What?"

Spike laughed and walked over to the slayer. He sat down next to her and took her hand. "What do you want us to be love?"

"I don't know." She said, opening her yogurt. She looked at it then sat it down. "I don't think that's good." She said.

Spike stood up and offered her his hand. "Let's go out then."

She stood up and took his hand. He pulled her closed to him and she looked up at him. "You don't eat." She said.

"I don't mind watchin' you eat." Spike said, kissing her gently on the lips. "Come on let's go."

"Two dates in two nights. So we are dating."

Spike stopped at the door but didn't turn to look at her. "No slayer. People who date don't have to hide it from their friends." He turned. "People who date aren't ashamed of who they are with."

Buffy walked over to Spike and grabbed his hand. "I told Willow didn't I?" Spike nodded. "Let me work up to telling the others."

"You don't have to love."

"I want to." She said, smiling. "Come on I'm starving." Spike opened the door and Buffy walked out and Spike followed her out.