I giggled. I had already drank a pint of ale, and I was getting drunk. I didn't know why I trusted my life to these two vampires that could kill Xander and me, but I was. And I was actually having a good time.

"So," Angelus said, leaning forward. He brushed his hand against mine. I closed my eyes, feeling electricity pass between us. Oh, goddess, I wanted him. "Where are you from?"

"Oh, that's easy!" Xander exclaimed. He was drunker than I was. "I can answer that one! We are from the year 2000. Sunnydale, California. That's in America. It's the Hellmouth!" he whispered in a loud stage whisper.

Spike grinned. "We are on the Hellmouth! I told you we'd make it there eventually, Peaches." He clasped Angelus' shoulder.

"Would you stop calling me Peaches?" Angelus growled.

I giggled. They were so funny! "You are so not like who we know."

"And what are we like in your time, pet?" Spike asked, turning to me.

"Well, Spike, you have the chip we told you about. You can't bite people. Can't hurt anyone at all. It wasn't good for you at all, but you help us now. . .oh, yea, we are the best friends of the Slayer."

Spike's growl was loud. "I *help* the Slayer? I'd rather die than help the bloody Slayer!"

"Well, Deadboy slept with her!" Xander exclaimed, pointing to Angelus.

"I did *what*?" Angelus growled, standing up. "Never!"

"Angelus," I said softly, tugging on his sleeve. "You have a soul. You fell in love with her."

Angelus sat back heavily. "A soul?" he whispered. "How the hell did I get a soul?"

*-*-*-*

"Gypsy girl you ate," I replied to his question. "The family got mad, cursed you." I shrugged. "I don't know when it happened, or what the circumstances were, but I think it's sometime in the next decade."

Angelus sat back. "I just won't eat any gypsies then." He shrugged. "Avoid them all together."

I could see the wheels in Willow's head turning. "No, no, you have to, Angelus! If you don't, then we won't meet, in our time, you know? Or if we do meet, you will try to kill us."

"No, lover, we won't," Angelus said softly, stroking Willow's cheek. "I won 't ever kill you. And I'll even help your friends, if you really want me to."

"So, pet, are we involved?" Spike whispered in my ear.

I froze. "No," I whispered. "We hate each other."

"What a bloody shame," he murmured, running his tongue along my ear. I moaned, leaning into him. "I could have made you feel things you've never felt before. . ."

"Spike," I whispered. "I. . .have dreamt about you. . .but you hate me."

"Could never hate you, luv." He started sucking on my earlobe.

I closed my eyes, groaning softly. I wanted him. Oh, my god, I wanted Spike. This was bad and wrong. But it felt *so* good. . . "Spike, please. . ."

"You want me, pet?"

"I do want you," I replied honestly. There was no use in lying to the vampire. I'm sure he could see the very obvious bulge in my pants.

"We should leave. . .go back to the flat," he purred in my ear.

I could hear Willow talking in the haziness of my lust. "No fair!" she pouted. "Xander's gettin' some, and I'm not. I want to get some." I forced my eyes open and grinned. She had her arms crossed and was definitely pouting. She really was adorable when she pouted.

"Lover," Angelus murmured to her, "if you want to be bedded, all you have to do is say the word."

Willow giggled and turned to us. "Spike, bed me please."

Angelus growled at her. She giggled louder, turning to him. "I'm sorry," she laughed. "I want you, not him. I'm just playing! It's a joke, you know? Haha, funny? Laugh, Angelus!" She poked him in the side. I can't believe that my very frail, very human best friend just poked Angelus in the side. I hoped to God that he didn't kill her.

He chuckled softly. And then I opened my eyes in shock. Angelus was laughing. It was full all out laughter. "Wow. Deadboy is *laughing*."

"Angelus," Willow said softly. "I've never heard you really laugh before. And your eyes are all crinkly and filled with happiness. . .oh goddess, you are beautiful when you aren't trying to kill us."

Angelus smiled. "Thank you, Little One. Come on. I think Spike's about to attack Xander right here. We should go back to the flat."

Willow nodded her head in agreement.

I was frozen. I couldn't move a muscle. Spike had moved his hand to my lap and was stroking my erection. It was. . .I was. . .No one had ever. . .

Anya never made me feel this good, and I still had all my clothes on. I couldn't imagine what it would be like when he was touching my naked flesh. . .

I jumped up suddenly, pulling Spike up. "Now," I hissed. "We need to go now."

Angelus stood up, grabbing Willow by the hand. He pulled her up. "Now," he agreed. He threw some money on the table and we left.

Little did I know that this night would change everything. It would change our lives and everything we've ever known.