Letting out a deep breath, she clicked on the Sign On button again, and
waited.  Still nothing.  After many tries, and several swears, she finally got on again.  To her disappointment, Will was gone though.  Frowning, Buffy clicked on her mailbox to check her mail, hoping that he would return.  

"What the Hell?  I sent this out three days ago!"  She stared at her monitor, confusion evident on her face.  "Yesterday I got no mail from any of my groups, and now I have a mailbox full of things that were sent days ago. Yeah, I really need to get a lot of new servers."

Pissed off, Buffy decided to just skim through her emails and check to see if
there was anything important.  Sure enough, there was one message from
Willow, titled, "Very important!"

Hey Buffy!
I just found out some more news on the vamp nest on Crawford.  They're
presumed to be really, really dangerous.  They're building up a collection of
explosives as we speak, so be careful!!!  Let me know if you want me to go
with, okay?
Love ya!
~W

Buffy sighed and decided to just sign off.  "Well, if it comes down to it, I'll just throw Spike in with the explosives, and run like hell.  That would show him!"
Still grinning at the evil plan developing in the back of her mind, the brassed off Slayer got up and started to get ready.  Dawn would be home from school any minute since her after school socializing should be over, and she had to start cooking dinner.  Then she would have to go meet Spike.  That was sure to be interesting....

Three hours later, with a stomach full of food and a heart full of dread, Buffy left to go meet the vampire.  "I am so gonna stake him if he even looks at me the wrong way."  Convincing herself of her hatred for him, she finally got to Crawford Street where he stood waiting on the corner.

"You're early."
"No, luv.  You're just late."
"Shut up.."
"Blow me, Slayer."
"Damn it, Spike!  Why do you always have to be so nude?  I mean, rude!  Rude!
 Why do you always have to be so rude!"

Spike chuckled at her slip, and started to walk towards the warehouse.  He lifted up his duster a bit and wiggled his ass, partly to amuse himself, but mostly because he could feel her eyes boring holes through him.  If he couldn't kill her, he might as well torture her, right?

Buffy jogged up to him and kicked him behind the knee.  *There.  That will show him.*  Her smile faded when Spike abruptly fell, and she tripped over him, leaving them both in a pile on the ground.  He glared at her, and through gritted teeth, said, "Well that was just bright.  Now do you wanna get the bloody hell off of me so we can go do what we came here for?!"  

Sending an evil look back at him, she replied, "Oh, like my idea of a fun time is laying on top of your stupid ass."  She held out her arm to lift herself up, and pushed her hand onto his package for support.  He hissed in pain as he felt himself being crushed by her force, and kicked her for hurting him.  She fell halfway on top of him, so she was straddling him, and
threw her head back and laughed at his pain from kicking her.  Her laughing stopped when she felt something hard digging into her ass, since she knew that a vampire generally wouldn't walk around with a banana in his pocket.  

In the warehouse, two vampires sat in the window, watching Spike and Buffy in wonder.  "Yo Earl!  You seein' this?  It looks like those two are getting it on!"  "Yeah, Pete, I see it!  That's just cool!"  "Ain't she the Slayer?"  "I dunno, but if she is, what a way to go!"  The vampires chuckled as they settled down to see what else was going to happen.

"Damn it, Spike!  You're like a walking hard on when you're around me!"
"Oh, don't flatter yourself, Slayer.  It had nothing to do with you.  I would
have had the same reaction to a nun!"
"Oh, puh-lease!  I heard you this morning!  You and your moaning!"
"Oh, that?  It, uh, wasn't about you!  It was about someone else."
"Oh, right.  Cuz there's so many people in the world named Buffy!"
"Oh, piss off."

Buffy got up to her feet, being careful to not come in contact with any of his body parts.  She reached out her arm to help him up, and he took it.   With both of them standing in front of the warehouse, Spike stopped to pull out a cigarette.  

"I think you want me."
"What?!?"
"You heard me.  You want me."
"Slayer-"  He took a step closer to her.
"Yeah, Spike" she asked with a hopeful look.
"I wouldn't even put you on my list of people to shag if my soddin' life
depended on it!"

The two stared at each other long and hard as they stood in front of the open window, unaware of the group of  vampires that was starting to form, watching them with big grins.  Buffy stuck her tongue out at Spike, and said, "Liar."   Completely forgetting about their reason for being there, the two kept walking as Buffy grabbed Spike's lit match and threw it through the window of the warehouse.

Halfway down the street, Buffy turned to Spike and said, "Isn't there something we were supposed to do?"  She was answered by earpiercing screams and a loud explosion.  Spike dove on top of her and jumped to the ground with
her in his arms.  Once the smoke had cleared a bit, he moved back and gave her an evil look.  Looking like a child that got caught stealing a cookie, Buffy gave him a sheepish grin, and said, "Oops."



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