After a short drive Spike found himself parked in front of the Bronze, unable to move. He had the worse case of nerves. He hated it. Almost as much as he hated Angelus. Before he would have just walked in, not caring what others thought and killed those who pissed him off. Spike would prove that even though he wasn't as evil as he once was, that he was far from being soft. He was still a demon and he always loved a good fight. Even though it was a nice thought, he knew she wouldn't like it. She'd definitely stake him for it, and he didn't feel like getting intimate with a stake any time soon. So now Spike sat in his car, trying to get the nerve up to go in and tell Buffy that he loved her.