Chapter 1

Buffy sniffed the air, which was thick with the scent of dry blood, smoke and freshly cut grass. Being a person who walks through the graveyard often, these were all pretty normal smells, except for one, the smoke. In the graveyard this smell was distinct to one person, or rather 'thing' in particular. This 'thing' went by the name of Spike, the Spike who as Xander put it, 'liked to stalk Buffy'.

The blonde slayer stopped in her tracks and uttered an annoyed, 'Hello Spike,' to which an even lighter blonde vampire stepped out of the shadows, cigarette in hand.

He gave his token sexual smirk and replied, 'Knew you'd find me eventually, love,'

Buffy gave him an even more annoyed look and continued walking wondering why she even said hello to him in the first place. She looked up and he appeared a few feet away from her.

'Don't act like you don't want to see me pet,' he smiled and stepped slowly in Buffy's direction. She took several steps back until she reached a gravestone and couldn't walk any further.

Spike gave a small chuckle as he stepped even closer, stroking her shoulder with his hand.

Buffy couldn't deny the fact that she kind of enjoyed this, but couldn't just wasn't enough. She at least had to act like she didn't enjoy it, 'Spike, what do you think you're-'

Her words were stopped by Spikes arm wrapping around her back, lifting her slightly, drawing her face centimeters away from his. He could feel her warm breath and regretted that he had none.

She again tried to speak 'Look now's not a really good-'

Words again cut off by Spike's movements of letting go of her so she was leaning against a particularly large gravestone and placing his hands an either side of her head.

'Don't tell me you don't want this, I know you slayer. I know what you like, I know that you like it when I do this,' He leaned in to her and nuzzled his head into her neck nibbling slightly. He moved his head up to her face again causing Buffy to stare into his piercing blue eyes, she completely forgot of her night's plans of getting away from Spike and crashed her lips into his.

Further away in the shadows another vampire stood silently, a vampire by the name of Angel who was on a 'business' trip from LA. He had come in search for Buffy and seen her stalking the graveyard, stake in hand. But as he had taken a few steps out to greet her he smelt something familiar. The familiar being Spike, the vampire he despised most. Angel had stepped back into the shadows to see what Buffy would make of his 150 year old enemy but as the scene played on he noticed Buffy was less 'I'm going to dust you' and more 'It's ok to feel me up'. What he could see now pissed off Angel more than he'd like. The anger took over and he ran out and before either Buffy or Spike could react he gave Spike a fierce punch on his cheek.

'Angelus! Or rather Angel now you're a non-killing poof, so good to see you!' he replied and punched Angel on his chin.

'Oh God' Buffy thought. Angel, saw me…with Spike, What if he tells my friends? What will they think? Buffy moved her head her head up and saw that her ex and Spike looking like they were going to fight to the death. Nothing to bad…Wait what if one of them kills the other, better intervene. Buffy threw the two vamps off each other leaving her standing between them.