I’m done babbling, so go read the story!

  Willow sighed and leaned back in her chair. It had been a week, 2 days,
  1 hour and 13 minutes since she had kissed Spike, but who’s counting?
  Since then, she hadn’t been able to think about anything else besides
  their meeting in the park. The memory of his lips on her hers and the
  passion that it stirred was not something that she had been able to
  forget easily.

  Buffy had been livid, when she had refused to explain the encounter that
  Buffy had witnessed. Willow had managed to keep Buffy from telling the
  others, though. At least for a few days. At first Buffy had been
  convinced that Willow was possessed or something. But, after Willow had
  sufficiently proved otherwise, Buffy had agreed to keep silent for three
  days. That left Willow only one more night to come up with an
  explanation, that would reassure Giles, Xander, Oz and Cordelia and
  didn’t involve demone,curses or possesion.

  “Will? HEY, anyone home?”

  The unexpected question startled Willow out of her thoughts. “Yeah
  Xander, I’m home. What did you want?”

  “We were wondering if you were Bronzing tonight?”

  “I don’t thi--” Willow was interrupted by the library doors slamming
  open and a dozen vampires spilling in. Angelus, Druscilla and Spike
  trailed behind, seemingly in charge of the attack.

  “Well boys, here’s your dinner. Eat up!” Angelus shouted to the minions.
  The nine other vampires descended upon the Slayer and Slayerettes. Buffy
  immediately staked the two that rushed her, then turned her attention to
  the ones attacking her friends.

  Willow was scared. Very scared, and VERY angry. She couldn’t believe
  Angel. How dare he come in here and try to feed her and her friends to
  his minions. She was sick of him and his stupid little games and
  ‘presents’. Very slowly, as not to be noticed, she reached into her
  pocket and grasped the stake she always carried with her. Out of the
  corner of her eye, she saw a vamp about to bite Xander. She snapped.

  With a cry, she launched herself at the offending vamp and promptly
  staked him as it stood there, astonished. She leant a hand to Xander and
  pulled him off the table before returning her attention to the battles
  surrounding her. Buffy was close to dusting one, and Giles held a vamp
  still while Cordelia shoved a stake into it’s chest. She turned her gaze
  to the three leading vamps lounging near the entrance. Willow’s eyes
  locked with Spike but they simply looked at each other for a moment
  before he averted his gaze and stared at the floor. Willow turned on her
  heel and helped her friends stake the leftovers.

  The sound of clapping echoed off the high ceilings. Angelus stepped
  forward, followed by Dru and lastly, Spike.

  “Well done Slayer, everyone of my ‘boys’ staked. And you Willow, dusting
  two all by yourself. Very impressive. I didn’t know you had it in you.”
  Angelus mocked them with his voice while he and his ‘friends’
  efficiently surrounded them.

  Willow hadn’t noticed much of this. She sub-consciously registered
  Angelus’ words and was enraged over them. Of course she had it in her!

  Just then, the three leaders attacked the group, Angelus went for Giles
  and Willow, Dru for Cordelia and Xander and Spike for Buffy. The mortals
  of the room fought for their lives and the odds weren’t too bad.

  Willow kept blocking Angelus’ blows as best as she could, but more and
  more were landing on her, and it was starting to REALLY hurt. Giles
  wasn’t helping much either. He had rage and adrenaline fueling him,
  which gave him an attitude but that didn’t help to co-ordinate his
  moves. The punches and kicks that WERE landing didn’t seem to faze
  Angelus, and if she didn’t distract him soon, she wasn’t going to be
  around for her next birthday.

  Suddenly, Willow remembered herself fighting a few nights ago. She had
  managed to do some damage before she....well-you-know-what to Spike. She
  grabbed all of her anger she had towards this creature and expressed it
  with a solid punch to the gut. It worked beautifully. Angelus bent over,
  gasping from the streams of pain that were shooting from his abdomen. He
  promptly forgot about the two humans standing around him and focused his
  attention solely on the task of trying to prevent unconsciousness from
  claiming him.

  Willow turned to Giles, who was staring at her with his mouth hanging
  open. “Don’t kill him yet.” She turned and grabbed rope, a cross and a
  stake from underneath the library table. She silently thanked Buffy for
  the secret stash that was kept close by. She handed the items to Giles
  and instructed him in their use.

  “Tie up his hands and feet really good, and hold him off with the cross.
  Only stake him if you have to.” She spun on her heel, and after grabbing
  another set of the same items, she strode over to Xander and Cordelia
  who seemed to have Druscilla under control. She gave them the same
  instructions and left before any questions could be raised.

  Buffy and Spike were still going at it, though signs of weariness were
  beginning to show. They were evenly matched and probably wouldn’t stop
  until they were both dead. Willow saw a solution to this confrontation.
  It had worked before and hopefully it would work again.

  Very quietly, she walked up to the remaining vampire and the Slayer.
  Everyone else in the room tracked her movements, including Angelus who
  had managed a fragile grip on consciousness, but she went unnoticed by
  her targets. Swiftly, she grabbed Buffy by the shoulder and pushed her
  back, knocking her onto her back. Buffy recovered quickly and was
  getting up as Willow turned to Spike, who was once again astounded at
  this girl’s fire. Just as Buffy was about to attack, Willow reached up,
  grabbed Spike face and bringing it down to hers, she kissed him.