"I don't understand something. Angel and Spike fight all the time," said Fred, looking out into the hallway where the vampires were arguing about whose turn it was to drive. "They never agree about anything, and they've tried to dust each other more than once."

"Very true," said Wesley.

"But Spike's living upstairs with Angel now, and Harmony caught them yesterday... uh... doing things on Angel's desk." Fred blushed.

"Yes. So she described at great length," Wesley said, clearing his throat.

"But they don't get along. It doesn't make sense."

"You see, Fred, when two vampires love each other very much..."

~end~