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The filming was wrapped up and it was time to leave. “Hey, luv.” Buffy grew warm from his closeness and took a subtle step back rolling her eyes at her actions. “Hey Spike”

“I was wondering where you would like to go tomorrow.” *Well let's see...I don’t really care as long as you are there with your toned muscles and sexy blue eyes, and you chiseled face... * Buffy thought loudly in her head...“Wherever is fine with me.” Spike replied that the Bronze would be best, since a band his band were friends with was playing live.

With that Buffy said good-bye and stepped into the yellow cab. “To the 1245 penthouse boulevard, please.”

When she arrived, she got all the bowls out and filled them with party mix and candy and chips; every year, Buffy had a birthday party that allowed them to act like little girls again. She took out the marshmallows and knew that she would probably be dared to stuff them in her mouth. She smiled and flicked in some music. The doorbell chimed and Buffy went to answer it. It was going to be a fun night.

Once everyone arrived and the party started, goofy behavoir began...

“Oh, Spike. I loooove you!”

“Faith!!! Stop that!” Buffy screamed as she threw her lacy pink pillow at her.

“Hey, calm down, B. I was just having fun. Chill.” Buffy rolled her eyes. Things were going pretty well. They watched Hot Chick and Pirates of the Caribbean and were putting drag queen like make up on and strutting a fake catwalk in Buffy's living room.

“You know, Johnny Depp is hotter than Orlando.” Tara said.

“I don’t think so.” Replied a mousy Willow.

“Well, I just think he would be good in bed.” “ANYA!” everyone collapsed in a fit of giggles.

“Let’s liven this up a bit.” Said Faith as she walked over to the phone. “How about we call some people and play truth or dare. “The adults situated themselves by the phone, pillow and food in hand. “I’ll go first.” Faith asked Buffy, “Truth or Dare?” “Truth.”

“Do you think Spike is a total hottie?” Faith grinned wickedly. I knew this was going to happen! Buffy thought as she replied with an annoyed air.

“Yes. Okay. Fine I freakin admit it!” “Yes, miss drama queen admits it.” Cordelia walked over to the phone. “Guess its my turn to ask the hostess something....hmmm......” she lit up, “You have to call Spike and say I think your sexy.” “NO WAY!” Buffy shrieked. “Come on Buffy.” Willow grinned.

The annoyed blonde picked up the phone and dialed, copying from the manuscript’s pages.

“Yes hello? Is this Spike?” she asked, nervously.

“Yes this is. Who is this?” his sexy voice startled her.

“I- I...this is.....”

Buffy trailed off as an impatient Faith grabbed the phone.

“She means, this is Buffy, she thinks your sexy and she wants to jump your bones.” And with that, Faith hung up the phone and shrugged with a glared from the blonde, “You took too long.”

After a while, the girls decided to head to bed. They closed their eyes talking about high school, and Buffy wondered about Spike’s reaction and of what the following day might hold.

The next morning the girls all decided to help Buffy prep for her hot date with Spike...

“What do you think?” Buffy asked her friends as she spun around.

“I think its nice,” Willow said. “I agree.” Tara added.

Buffy was wearing a knee length light Pink dress with a white button up ironed Long sleeved shirt. “No way, B. Only wear that if you wanna be some nun.

Seriously, you need work.” Faith said.

“Something slutty.” Anya added.

Faith nodded. "For once she's right...Time to show him you are the hottest girl out there,”

After an hour of searching, Faith found some things in her back closet that would do. A black satin strapless dress down to above mid thigh with x’s tieing the open back until her waist. Shiney black strappy heels and and her now-dark eye lids and makeup.

To be honest, she looked very much like a blonde faith, much to her dismay. “What do you think?” the blonde asked nervously as she did a 180. “great” the gang of girls replied in unison, and she decided it was a keeper.

Spike rang the doorbell, he was nervous and wondered how everything was going to turn out. He was wearing his usual, his black tight ribbed tee with black baggy jeans and his black leather duster. He wondered what she would wear. She looks hot in everything though he thought as he knocked on the door. He was not ready for what he saw.

Buffy had gone with Faith’s choice but her dress was a little higher, to hide the cleavage she didn't want to show. Once Spike recovered from shock he said with a tough air, “Cor, Luv, You look bloody gorgeous!” And she blushed and said, “You're not so bad yourself.”

“Shall we be off, pet?” Buffy nodded and they got into his convertible.

They arrived at the bronze and they were playing some hot fast beats that got them in a party mood.

The blondes sat at a table and Spike took a drink order, and headed out to the bar.

Buffy couldn’t help but notice a man who was sating obviously at her. He looked familiar……his deep brown hair and furrowed brow reminded her of someone...suddenly it dawned on her and she clutched her purse with an agonizing thought...ANGEL....Her heart began to rush from fear. Spike came back and she took his hand, “Spike, would you mind if we head to the other room, this one is wiggin me out . I’ll tell you more in a minute.” She whispered and before he could say anything, “Please Spike!” He saw her emerald eyes gleam with moisture, her panic obviously shownin them...without hesitating Spike replied, "sure, pet." They moved to the smaller green lounge room over but the eyes followed...





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