Raksha was very tired. The Slayer and her friends had spent hours questioning her after she told her story. < Or at least it felt like hours. I swear if they asked me one more question about the magic I used, I might start killing humans again. It's not a big deal. I've learned a lot of things in five thousand years. > But now they were doing something worst. They were staring at her and contemplating what she had said. < I feel like I'm a fish in an aquarium. >

Raksha got up, quickly gathering her things. She obviously wanted to leave. "Enough of this. I'll see you later." < I've gotta get outta here. >

"The sewer access is in the basement," Giles told her, getting up to show her the way.

"So?" Raksha asked. "Why would I use the sewers?"

"Because it's after dawn. Sunlight," Buffy said.

"Oh! Sunlight doesn't kill me," Raksha stated.

"But I thought it affects all demons," Giles protested.

"I does. It kills all demons that I know of, except me because I can't be killed, of course," Raksha responded.

"It doesn't hurt you at all?" Willow asked, joining in.

"It bothers me some, but I'd rather stand the irritation than go into the sewers. I can't stand the smell, not to mention the rats and other nasty things. I don't see how some demons stand it," Raksha explained. She started to leave.

"Oh! Okay. Wait! Where can I find you?" Buffy asked.

"I'll be around. Don't worry, if you need me, I'll be there," Raksha told her, while walking out the door. < I think I'll go visit my old beau.... >

Raksha stood outside the old house Angelus and the others had recently took over. < Should I go in? Or should I stay outside? I want to visit Spike. I've always liked Spike's demon, for a demon, of course. He was always funny and sarcastic. Plus, I've always been a bit partial to that body. >

Raksha started looking around the house for some place she could break in. She finally found the basement access. < Perfect. I'll probably have to step over some sleeping vampires though. Oh well. I'll just have to be careful. There's nothing worst that a vampire after they've been woke up. >

Raksha pried one of the doors of the access open. As she predicted several vampires were sleeping down there. She was careful not to let the sun hit any of the vampires because she didn't want to disturb any. Raksha stepped into the basement and closed the door behind her. She walked carefully around the vampires, making her way to a set of stairs.

< Now where is Spike. He has to be on the ground floor because I doubt that Spike bought a lift for his wheel chair. And I just can't imagine Angelus carrying him up the stairs. > Raksha started looking through the rooms of the down stairs. Suddenly her 'spider sense' kicked in. She could sense a strong vampire in the next room. < Well it can only be Spike, Angelus or Drusilla. I doubt it's Angelus or Dru because they can't stand to be away from each other. It has to be him. >

" Oh where, oh where has my little Spikey gone? Oh where, oh where can he be?" Raksha sang, taunting Spike, as she entered the room.

Spike looked up from the novel he was reading. He looked at Raksha for a few moments, obviously trying to remember who she was. Finally it dawned on him.

Spike rolled his eyes. "And I thought my luck couldn't get much worst. First I have to deal with the Slayer. Then I get caught in a church fire, which lands me in this bloody wheel chair. Next Angel loses his soul and becomes Angelus again. I was thinkin' 'Spike your luck's got to be changing.' But then he moves in with Dru, as you can probably hear." He gestured to the ceiling. There were sounds of a couple 'mating' coming down from above. "And just when I thought my pathetic existence couldn't get much worst, here you come. My ex - lover, the talented demon hunter. Which my, excuse me, Angelus' pathetic guard dogs let in. God. Just stake me now and get this over with."

"Now, why would I want to stake you?" Raksha asked innocently, batting her eyes at Spike.

Spike growled at her. "It's what you're here to do, so do it. Don't waste my time. It is rather pathetic that you have to stake me while I'm in this wheel chair."

"First of all, you might be able to pull one over on your nutty ex and Angelus, but I know damn well you can get off your ass, if you want to. Secondly, I'm just here to talk. If I wanted to kill you, you would have been dust a long time ago. Now do you to talk or do you want to fight. It doesn't matter to me. But I personally don't think you're worth a stake" Raksha stated.

"You always were smart. How did you know I was faking?" Spike asked.

"So you do want to talk. I know a lot of things. How I know them is something I don't tell. A girl has to have some secrets, you know," Raksha answered.

Spike got out of his chair and started pacing. "So talk. It's what you want right?"

"Yes it is," Raksha answered. "I want to make sure you'll stay out of my way when I go after Angelus."

"Yeah. I'm gonna stop you from taking out the asshole that's fucking my woman," Spike stated, more than a bit sarcastic.

"You did the first time. If you do, I won't hesitate to kill you this time." Raksha retorted.

"Believe me. I have no intention from stopping you. Shit, I'll even help you."

"Good. Just stay away from me," Raksha warned. "And the Slayer."

"Fine. Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure. If I can ask you one."

"Great. Why didn't you kill me?"

"I like you. For a demon, you're not half bad. Of course, I preferred you when you were still alive, but things never work out the way they're supposed to." Raksha started to leave.

"Weren't you going to ask me a question?" Spike asked, stopping her.

"Yeah. I was wasn't I? Okay, here it is. Why do you stay with Drusilla? She's unfaithful to begin with. Not to mention she's loonier that any hippie doing LSD I ever met."

"I stay with her because I need her. She's like a drug, I'm obsessed with. She's mine."

"Wrong. She's not yours. In case you haven't noticed."

"She will be. If your plan works."

"But after all this, will you still want her? Are you sure you didn't just want Dru in the first place because she was Angelus'?" And with that Raksha turned and left.

"I don't know," Spike whispered, as soon as she was out of hearing distance. "I just don't know."