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Part 1

"Give me anodder." she said, scrunching her face as the bartender looked at her as if she were crazy.

"Ah sure. Do you have any ID?" he asked, looking at her face, realizing that after the fourth drink she still could be underage.

"You shoulda axed me that six drinks ago. Gimme anodder drink. A…a Stardust. You can make those, can't you?" Buffy looked at the man. He just shrugged 'yes' and turned back to make the drink.

The bartender handed her the drink as a young man walked toward the bar. He was about 5'9' and had brown hair and green eyes. He approached the girl sitting at the bar; he and his friends had watched her down six drinks rather quickly. *Could be an easy lay.* he thought as he approached her.

"Hi." he said, sitting down next to her on the empty stool. He also noticed a pretty auburn haired girl sitting on the other side of her.

"Whatcha want?" Buffy said harshly as she drained the cocktail glass of its contents. Buffy snapped her fingers trying to get the bartender's attention.

"Yes, Miss?" he sighed.

"I want a…want a…drink like the magazine. Oh…what's its name again?" Buffy swung
her head toward the guy next to her.

"Ah…I think she means a Cosmopolitan." the guy replied, almost laughing.

"Yeah, a Cosmonapolean. Like he said," Buffy said shaking her head in agreement. "Thanks."

She gave the guy a slight tap on the shoulder. Forgetting her Slayer strength, the guy landed on the floor with a thud. The bartender turned, wondering if the girl had passed out, but he heard the snickers of other patrons as the guy stood up quickly and dusted himself off.

"Sorry, I forget my strength s'times," Buffy replied, shrugging her shoulders as the guy took off in the opposite direction. "Men. They always run away from me."

"Men problems?" the girl sitting next to her asked. "You can tell me; I'm really good listener if you want to talk."

Part 2

"Bloody hell!" Spike cursed as he went into the next bar on Xander's list. "Stupid Slayer."

Spike had tried to talk to her and explain why he showed her Riley's extra-curricular activities with vampires but she wouldn't listen. For four days she hadn't patrolled and Spike, Xander, Willow and Tara had to take over her slaying duties, going to the cemeteries and demon hotspots.

*Four friggin' days since that undeserving wanker left. Captain Cardboard has finally sailed ship and now the Slayer's depressed over it. Silly bint, getting herself all down over that sod.*

Spike walked into the bar and looked around for Buffy but couldn't see her. "It was the last one on the list." he mumbled to himself.

"Hey, Spike." a voice called out. Spike turned around to see Tara behind the bar.

"Hey, Wicca! You work here?" Spike said stepping up to the bar.

"Yeah. So what are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for Buffy," a girl brushed past Spike and grabbed his butt in the process. "Hey!" Spike turned around to see the girl smile and disappear into the crowd. *I should've worn my duster.*

"In a bar?" Tara said, smiling at the event that unfolded.

"Yeah, she told Xander over the phone that she was going to go drown her sorrows over Riley. And Buffy's last incident with alcohol, I hear, was not a good thing." Spike informed her.

"Well, she hasn't been in here. Have you checked out The Cue? It's near the pier." Tara informed him.

"Thanks, I'll go there next. Bye, Wicca." Spike said as he cautiously walked toward the door, eyeing the girl who'd groped him. She looked at the blond and fanned her fingers waving at him, and mouthing, 'Nice butt.'

Part 3

"Dey all leave me. Angel lefted me more dan once. Oh Scottie the Hottie. Not da wrestler but, Scott, he lefted me too. And den, Parker. Well, Parker just had sex wid' me an' dumped me. He wasn't even all dat good. But he still didn't want me. And Riley. Reliable Riley. Dat son of a…" Buffy slurped down the rest of the her drink.

"Riley? Your last boyfriend?" he girl asked.

Buffy looked away from her drink and nodded toward the pretty girl sitting next to her. Her dark brown eyes looked almost black in the dim lighting and she had on a beautiful diamond shaped sliver necklace with a blue green jewel encased in it. She was dressed entirely in black. A black, long-sleeved, silk shirt and black Capris. Her hair hung around her face loosely in a blunt cut bob.

"Yeah, he went back to da army. Soddin' fool." Buffy stopped and scrunched her forehead and laughed. "Spike wordage."

The girl shook her head, having no clue what the drunken girl was talking about.

"Uh, yeah, sure, whatever. Anyways, he left you?"

"Yeah, cause we caught him lettin' some vampire feedin' off of him. I don't like vampires. And 'cause I couldn't forgive him right away he left. After everythin'. Even after him having sex wid Faith, I forgave him. Even though it was still my…" Buffy stopped talking as she looked at the figure standing in the doorway. The girl turned to see what Buffy was looking at and realized.

Spike strolled over to the bar where Buffy was sitting.

"Is that him?" the girl asked anxiously

"No."

"Good."

"Why good?"

"Buffy, if you could wish for anything, and I mean anything, what would it be?" the girl looked Buffy directly in the eye.

"I dunno. Hi, Spike." Buffy jumped out of the chair and into Spike's arms.

"Let's go, Buffy."

"Hey, she hasn't paid." the bartender said, picking up Buffy's glass. "It's forty bucks."

"What the-? Bloody hell." Spike grumbled as he grabbed two twenties out of his back pocket with Buffy still clinging onto him.

"Spike, dis is my friend, a…" Buffy looked at the girl, puzzled. "You didn't tell me your name."

"It's Yashma." The girl smiled at Spike.

"Nice to meet you, Yashma, but we've…" Spike was cut off by a furious kiss from the drunken Slayer. Spike felt her hot lips press against his and could taste the alcohol on her tongue as she pushed it into his mouth. He would have been enjoying this except that she was drunk and wasn't thinking clearly. Her hands wrapped around his neck as she pulled him closer. *Spike stop this.*

Spike pulled Buffy's arms from around his neck and then grabbed her shoulders, looking into her eyes. "You're drunk and I'm taking you home."

"See." Buffy said pulling out of Spike's grasp and looking at Yashma. "Even he doesn't want me. And he's a vam…"

Spike clamped his hand around her mouth before she could continue that sentence.

"Anything?" Yashma reminded her.

Buffy grabbed the base of Spike's hand, completely forgetting her strength and wrenched it off of her mouth. The sound of a bone snapping made Yashma flinch. Spike growled in pain and grabbed Buffy with his other arm around her waist and began dragging her out of the bar.
"You stupid bloody…" Spike cursed as the pain shot through his hand.

"I wish that I never had sex wid Parker, I never met Riley and I wish that there were no Initiative. It never existed." Buffy said before she collapsed into Spike's good arm.

"As you wish." Spike looked up at the once beautiful girl to see a demonic visage and bright glow from the jewel of her necklace.

"Oh, bloody hell." Spike exclaimed.

Part 4

"You wanna dance?" Parker asked, pointing to the frat living area.

"No. Let's have a meaningful talk instead." Buffy replied smiling. A wave of nausea overtook her.

"You ok?" Parker asked, grabbing onto her arm.

"Ye…yeah, Parker." She turned to see Spike and Harmony dragging a partygoer toward the door. *This is all happening again?*

I wish that I never had sex with Parker and never met Riley and I wish that there was no Initiative. It never existed.

As you wish.

"Ohmygod." Buffy barely said above a whisper. Then she quickly recovered, "Spike!…And Harmony!" Buffy smirked. *It's the same all over again, but I remember.*

"Buffy, hi. What a cute outfit. Last year." Harmony said, looking at Buffy up and down.

"Well, this is interesting. It's a…sort of a double date." Spike quipped.

"Looks like your friend started the party a little early." Parker said, observing the guy that Harmony and Spike were holding up.

"Say, let's have a look at the new boy."

"Hi, I'm Parker." Parker extended his hands out to Spike who looked down at it.

"Say, I like him. He's got what's umm…what's the word? Vulnerability."

"And you with Harmony. What didja lose a bet?" Buffy grinned, "Gone to slummin' after me, Spike? I know that what we had was purely sexual, but picking up the first thing that you see…that's just bad."

"What?" Harmony squealed looking at Spike.

"Are you on drugs?" Spike asked Buffy, stunned by her words. "'Cause I don't know what the hell you're talking about."

Parker shifted uncomfortably next to Buffy.

Spike pushed the body of the student toward the pool table and jumped over a couch with Harmony in tow.

"Let's go dance, Parker." Buffy said, remembering the past events.

"Sure. Was he an old boyfriend?" Parker asked, taking in the conversation that had happened.

"No, I was just trying to him get him in trouble with his new girlfriend. We used to go to high school together." Buffy yelled as she dragged him to the dance floor.

"I declared Pre-Med but I hated it, so I switched to History." Parker said.

"History? Fascinating dates and compelling places." Buffy said jokingly, remembering her exact words.

"But there's something amazing about these huge events, that when you dig down into them, they are all about people…regular people, just trying to make choices. When you look back at it, seems like people were swept up in events they couldn't control. But I don't believe that. You always have a choice with everything you do."

*So, let's see, when did this lie begin? Probably at 'regular people'. Kiss him now make him think he's gonna get some, Buffy* Parker leaned in right on cue and slowly and kissed Buffy gently on the lips. *Almost innocent. Stupid jerk. But I know.* They broke apart and Buffy looked into his eyes.

"Is this ok?" Parker asked, gauging her reaction. Buffy nodded. "Cause I can stop if you want. It's your choice."

*Damn right, jackass. Once bitten, twice shy. It's payback. And it's a bitch named 'Buffy'.*
She passed her hand along the side of his neck seductively as her thumb stroked his cheek.

"What are you doing?" Parker looked at her longingly, batting his eyelashes as he looked over her face.

"Making a choice." Buffy replied huskily as she moved closer to him. Parker leaned toward her for another kiss, closing his eyes instinctively and awaited her lips to meet his. And he waited. And waited. Parker opened his eyes to see Buffy looking at him.

"Is something wrong, Buffy?" Parker asked, his glance quickly went from Buffy to his two college buddies behind her at the pool table shaking their heads at him.

"Yeah, I don't think that you and I are going to work, Parker. You need to work on the kissing technique. Kind of sloppy." Buffy said, loud enough for his two friends to hear. They burst out laughing and she heard one say to the other:

"Striking out with a freshman; that's pathetic."

"I don't understand, Buffy." Parker said as she got up from the sofa.

"I'm not going to be a Spike; picking up the first scrap that comes my way." Buffy smiled as she bit back her laughter. Parker's friends were howling and some girls started pointing towards their direction and laughing as well. "I'm just glad that we had this talk so I could see through all the bullshit that you normally pull on poor, unsuspecting, freshman girls. Get a new technique; it's old. And do something about those eyebrows; they're cute for, like, a minute, until they
look like they're moving independently from your face."

Buffy turned as laughter erupted from the pool table. She picked up her jacket and was about to leave when Parker grabbed her arm. *Big mistake*

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Parker gritted through his teeth.

"You should let go of my arm before I break yours." she said smiling at Parker, his friends waited for a reaction from him. He gripped onto Buffy's hand harder as she tried to pull herself away from him.

"Parker? Whatcha doin'?" a large football player-looking guy asked, stepping up behind Buffy.

"About to be embarrassed." Buffy answered, as she grabbed his wrist and squeezed. Parker hunched over in pain as she let go of his broken wrist. She turned to see the guy behind her smile as Parker sat stunned, looking at her.

"Bye, Parker, I hope to see you soon." Buffy brushed past him. "Maybe I'll even sign your cast."

Although the music was loud, Parker could still hear Buffy's laughter as she glided out of the room.

"You messed with the wrong chick. Loser." the football player said as he left.

"I should feel guilty about this. I should be worried that I'm turning Faith-like. Yeah, right. He deserved it for what he did to me." Buffy thought out loud as she reached the dorm.

Willow was already asleep when Buffy entered the dorm. She got her nightclothes and headed to the showers.

*What am I going to do about the Gem of Amarra? And Spike? Spike. He looks so good and he's not chipped.* Buffy scrunched her head at the thought *And not gonna be chipped. Oh my god, and with no Initiative, the big, the bad and the ugly are going to come out. I better talk to Anya. That girl at the bar must have been like her; a vengeance demon or something.*

Buffy quietly crawled into bed, happy that a little piece of her pride wasn't taken away like it had been a year and a half ago.

Part 5

"Harmony's getting' on my last nerve." Spike told Brian.

"Spike, when are you going to start digging again?" Harmony said, stepping into the tunnel as Brian left.

"Why?"

"'Cause the sooner you finish, the sooner we can leave Sunnydale." Harmony said, jumping toward Spike. Her arms instinctively wrapping around his waist.

"For god's…" Spike struggled to hold his anger. "When I get the gem and I kill the Slayer…"

"Yeah, what was she talking about tonight? You didn't have sex with her did you?" Harmony asked, pouting and pulling away from him.

"For god's sake, Harm, NO. Me having sex with that annoying bimbo? Please I'd have broken her neck first, then had sex with her. I'm going to bed. Daylight'll be up soon." Spike said, grabbing Harmony's arm and pulling her out of the tunnel toward their lair.

"I'm right here; you don't have to look for me."

Spike looked in the direction of the voice. She walked toward him with the stealth of a panther. She glided sleekly through the water that instantly surrounded them. Her hands skimmed the surface and made small ripples in the water that barely covered her breasts.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

"What?"

"You must know that I'm not suppose to be here." She reached him and stood before him looking into his blue eyes with her ever-changing hazel eyes which looked green under the soft light that surrounded them.

"Why aren't you…" Spike's sentence was cut off as her lips brushed his. Stunned, he pulled away and looked at her. "What are you doing, Slayer?"

"What you've wanted me to do. What I've secretly wanted to do." she replied as the water receded. Spike looked deep within her eyes as their bodies were pressed together, embracing each other.

"Spike. SPIKE! Are you ever going to wake up? Brian thinks they've found where it is." Harmony shrieked into his ear while jumping onto the bed. Spike's eyes fluttered as Harmony danced around and sang: "We can go to Paris soon. We can go to Paris soon."

"Whatever," Spike growled as he got out of bed. Shaking his head from the blissful fogginess that his dream had caused. "With every last fibre, I'm going to kill that girl."

Part 6

"Hey, Will." Buffy said as walked in the room with coffee and donuts in tow.

"It happened, right? Did it happen with Parker?" Willow asked excitedly as she got out of bed.

"No, Will. He's a big user. No, he's a poop head. A large, smelly poop head." Buffy said smiling at her friend.

"Really?" Willow said kind of disappointed. "You ok?"

"Oh, yeah!" Buffy said as there was a knock on the door. "Come in!"

"Hey, Buff. I saw Parker and you at the frat party. You humiliated him good. I think his wrist was broken, though. Someone says he slipped outside after you left. Anyways, Darcy in 208 wants to know if you can give that blond guy her number; she thinks he's hot." Korinne blurted out without a breath, handing Buffy a piece of paper.

"He's seeing someone." Buffy said flatly.

"Anyone I know, Buff? I saw him with some tart, but the looks he was giving you…" Korinne shoved the paper back in her pocket.

"Theresnothingbetweenus." Buffy said quickly. Willow looked at Buffy, *That denial was a little too quick.*

"Sure, Buff. I'ma go." Korinne said in a disbelieving tone. "Can I steal one?"

"Sure, go ahead." Buffy said as Korinne dipped into the donut box and took out a glazed donut.

"Thanks, Buff. Bye, Willow see you in Bio." Korinne said, taking a bite out of the donut and scampering out the door.

"What blond guy?" Willow said, without missing a beat.

"She's talking about Spike." Buffy said taking the lid off of her coffee.

"SPIKE? What's he back here for? When Spike's here everything goes bad." Willow said as a flashback of Spike kidnapping Xander and her passed through her thoughts.

"I already know what he's up to. Don't worry, Will. Everything'll be cool." Buffy said, sipping her coffee.

"You told Giles yet?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I told you; I've got it under control. I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon." Buffy said as she threw her empty coffee container into the trash and left, leaving Willow stunned.

Part 7

"Allo?" a groggy voice answered the phone.

"Giles? It's Willow."

"Yes, Willow, what's wrong?"

"Spike's back in town."

"What?" Giles nearly jumped out of his bed at the news. "Does Buffy know? Is she ok?"

"That's the thing, Giles. She seems nonchalant about it. She says she's got it under control. Don't worry about it. She said that she knows what he's up to," Willow informed him. "I don't even think that she was going to tell me. It came up totally by accident."

"Oh. Well, I don't what we're going to do, Willow. If Buffy thinks that she can handle it, then I guess that we should let her."

"But, Giles, you're her Watch…"

"Not anymore, Willow. If Buffy doesn't need our help, then let her deal with this on her own. When she needs us, she'll ask." Giles said in his parental tone.

"I guess so." Willow's defeated voice didn't make Giles feel any more reassured. "Bye, Giles." With that, Willow hung up the phone.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Buffy." she thought out loud.

Part 8

Buffy searched through the sewers of UC Sunnydale cautiously. She didn't remember exactly which set of sewers Spike found the Gem of Amarra. She heard distant voices and the sound of a jackhammer. Buffy crept through the sewer tunnels in the direction of the voices and stopped as a minion passed through an adjacent tunnel. Then she heard a familiar voice.

"Go another get the other drill bit." Spike barked as the drilling stopped. Buffy peeked around the tunnel's edge to see Spike lying on top of a strategically placed ladder. He sat up and dusted off his black, long-sleeved sweatshirt. He hopped off the ladder and took off the welder's mask that he'd been wearing as Harmony walked in from an opposite tunnel.

"Spike, are you almost done? I want to go out tonight. Please, Spikey-bear?"

Buffy snickered at the comment, which caused Spike to look in her direction. Buffy quickly sunk further back into the tunnel. Spike shook his head and looked back to Harmony.

"Look, I've told you for the thousandth time, Harm, no one is going anywhere until I have the Gem. So be a good vamp and sod off." Spike growled at her as he dusted his blond hair. Harmony pouted at she retreated to her entrance. Spike sighed as she left.

"God, maybe I should let her go out tonight and let the Slayer kill her. She's gettin' on my last bloody nerve." Spike mumbled to himself as he took off the sweatshirt. Buffy took in every last detail as she gazed over his body. *Oh my god. He's perfect. Why have I never noticed this before? Uhh…because he's a vampire and has tried to kill you for most of your Slayer life.* Her eyes travelled along his muscular chest and his perfectly toned arms that flexed as he reached for
the drill, turning his back toward Buffy. His back was sprawled with muscles that tensed at his slight movements.

"So, how long are you going to stand there, Slayer?" Spike turned around quickly, facing the tunnel that Buffy was hiding in. *Shit, been caught.*

"Just checking out the scenery and waiting for you to get the Gem of Amarra so that I can kick your ass. Again." Buffy replied, stepping out of the tunnel into the opening.

"How did you know about the Gem of Amarra?" Spike asked as he stepped toward her. His minions would be back any second and then the bloodbath would start.

"Spike, if you really want to have a battle, hurry up and get the Gem of Amarra and then we can…dance. The Gem is a pretty little ring with a green gem. So, I'll see you come morning. Ah no closer to the afternoon." Buffy turned to leave. In an instant, a cold hand grabbed her arm and swung her around to face him.

"Oh, we will dance." he whispered looking into her eyes.

*Kiss me. Kiss me. Am I sick?* Buffy's eyes darted, taking in every detail of Spike's face.

*Goddamnit, I want to kiss her.*

The gaze was only broken when Brian walked in. Buffy head butted Spike and turned to run only to find her path blocked.

Buffy turned back to see Spike with a devil's smile on his face.

She turned back around to see a fist flying toward her face. Buffy hit the ground hard from the impact. Her Slayer instinct kicked in as she took the feet out from under her nearest attacker. She dropped a stake from her sleeve and drove it into the vampire's chest. Buffy felt a sharp pain as a boot caught her lower ribs. Buffy grunted in pain and rolled out of the way of the next boot that came flying in her direction. With a swift motion, Buffy was back on her feet to the six vampires that had surrounded her. As they advanced on her, she quickly assessed her options.

*Six of them plus Spike, against one of you and one stake. This is not looking good.*

Buffy staked the vampire closest to her and ran into the tunnel that she emerged from moments earlier. Only when she reached the campus did she stop running.

"I wanted to kiss Spike. Am I losing my mind? Maybe that demon did something else to me." Buffy muttered to herself as she felt the tender skin on her right check as she walked into her dorm.

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