The mood in the Scooby gang were a bit down after Riley had left. They all wondered where this secret operation were, if he was okay, if he missed them.
- Well, Giles said, we can't ponder on this to long. We still have evil to catch, whether Riley are here or not.
- But it would have been great to have another stealth guy around, Xander added with a sigh.
He were still upset his army knowledge from Halloween a few years back had faded.
- What about Spike, Willow said.
- Spike? Since when did Spike and "stealth" go hand in hand?
Xander looked at Willow in bewildered amazement.
- Oh, not like stealth guy, Willow said. But you know. If we pay him, he could maybe help us beat up some demons, that's the only think he can do now anyway. Like some sort of "beat two up and get extra paid!" kind of deal.
- And you really think he won't turn away and run? Buffy asked.
- Well. "beat up and and get extra paid, but if you run, you owe us" is maybe the deal we must have for Spike, but I'm sure he would do it anyway, just to get cash. And he is kind of savage, he loves to fight, and he loves it rough.
- Yeah, you're right, Buffy said reluctantly. Well. We'll slip him a note and ask.
- So Giles, what is the next big job?
- Beats me. I haven't seen or heard anything. And Any...
- Heeeey!
- Okay, I haven's sold some weird stuff that goes together to create awful monsters... So no ones up for that either.
- Pity. Well, I guess it's time to patrol. Anyone wanna come?
- Sorry Buff, promised Anya a romantic evening tonight.
- I'm sorry Bufft, but I have lots to do before Tara gets home tomorrow. I need to clean and stuff, and I won't have time tomorrow. Classes all day.
- Oh... Okay then... Well... I'll go alone then... Giles?
- Um... Do you really want me to come? I mean, you always say I'm boring, slow and should be with the books..?
- I see your point... Yes! Please.
Giles sighed and put on his coat, picked up a few books he were reading trough, and put his glasses on.
- Let's go then.
- Wiie!
- Anya, you locking the door when you leave?
- Sure.
Remember. If you don't. Someone can come in and steal all the money.
- I'll lock. I can put a spell on it, so that no one can see it at night, nor the money.
- Just.. Just lock it, okay?
- Okay!
Buffy and Giles went out the door, and disappeared into the night.
Well, I'll better be going to Willow said. She rose to her feet, and put her jacket on. Even in Sunnydale, nights could get cold. She had on a strapless long dress on, it were light purple and matched her red-orange hair.
- Will...
- Uh-huh.
- You look lovely tonight. Going somewhere.
- No. Nope. Just home. You know. Tara's back tomorrow night. Need to clean up a bit. Hasn't really been prio number one to do the dishes...
- Oh... Okay...
Willow smiled and went outside. The air were cool, and a gentle breeze moved her hair. She started to walk, and when she came to the street corner, she could see a shadow in the alley.
Willow got afraid. The shadow moved, and came closer. Then it started to speak, and Willow relaxed.
- Hmm, a young girl like you shouldn't be walking around alone on an evening like this, in Sunnydale.
- Oh, Spike. Don't do this to me. You almost scared the life out of me. Then I would be dead.
- Well, I'd just make you alive again then.
Willows eyes widened. He scared her, but still, she couldn't stop thinking of him. The broad shoulders, the muscular arms, the bleached hair... Everything.
- Well, I guess I better escort the young lady home, just so she won't run into anything nastier than me, even though that would be hard.
He reached his hand out to Willow, and she took it.
The strolled the street forward, down to where Willow and Tara lived. They did some windows shopping on the way. Willow stopped outside the jewelery shop, where she had seen a neck-less that she loved. But it was gone.
- Oh no Willow said. They have sold it!
- Pity, Spike said. Well lets move on. No reason to dwell here.
As much as Will hated not to mourn the neck-less, she knew they shouldn't be seen together, so they moved on. When they got to Will's place she first looked around so that no one saw them, and so that Tara hadn't came home earlier. Will knew that if she weren't home by now, she couldn't come home any earlier as the last train would have been in Sunnydale two hours ago.
- All clear!
Spike came in the door.
In the door way to the bedroom, Willow stood, her jacket off and her neck all bare, and Spike had a hard time controlling her self. But he had two things working against his instincts. The first, the darn chip he had in his head, the other, the fact he loved this woman...
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