*Maybe if you don’t think ‘bout it, it’ll go away* he thought. *Ahh yes…* he recalled as he thought about all the carnage his crew brought to England in the good old days. *The sweet smell of fear in everyone I passed. The terrifyin’ high-pitched screams outta the mouths of young virgins. The blood flowin’ like a sugary river of red-wine. Like a waterfall or a faucet or…*

“Slayer get your arse in ‘ere!!” he finally yelled not being able to hold out any longer.

Out in the living room all the Scoobies were working very hard. Xander and Anya were in an intense conversation about many orgasms. “Oh Xander, I just don’t think its fair. I like to have orgasms! And now all of sudden you tell me all I care about is sex? Do you want to break up with me?” Anya questioned.

“Ahn, I’m not only in it for the sex. Look can we not talk about this now?” Xander argued.

“Yes, please, do not talk about it.” Giles said as he rubbed his forehead. Now he was busy doing something very important. "I need to figure out how to work this blasted contraption without hearing of your sex lives." he pointed out as he looked towards the machine.

“What seems to be the problem?” Xander asked, thankful to stop all the talking Anya was doing.

“I can’t get this letter to go!” Giles said as he took off his glasses and threw up his hands. Xander moved over to Giles and put his hand on the watcher’s shoulder.

“You know, for being a watcher you’re not really watching. Click the ‘Send’ button.” Xander said as he pointed to the computer screen then returned to the fight that wouldn’t go away.

Giles took a good look at it and felt like a complete idiot. “Only half a year not working and I’ve gone illiterate.” Giles said as he signed off AOL.

“It’s o.k. Giles,” Willow said as she put her hand on his shoulder “we still accept you.” She smiled and sat down on a bar stool.

“Can’t any of you damn Scoobies ‘ear me out there?” Spike yelled trying to gain someone’s attention.

“For God sakes Buffy can’t you go see what he wants?” Giles asked the blonde, who was occupying the stool next to Willow.

“Nope sorry, I think I’ll keep filing my nails until his voice goes away.” Buffy replied as she filed away.

“I ‘eard tha you stupid bint!” Spike countered.

“Well now your really not gonna get anything. Besides we are too busy to deal with the likes of you!” Buffy yelled to him. All in all, the Scoobies were too wrapped up in their own troubles to worry about Spike and his exploding bladder.

“Buffy, I think that’s well kinda mean.” Willow said hesitantly as she turned to her. “I...I mean he’s not evil anymore and maybe he really needs something.”

Buffy looked at her best friend in shock. “O.k. Wills, you got it all mixed up. Number 1- Spike is not a houseguest. He is a plague. Number 2- Chip or no chip he is still evil. And number 3- I could care less what he needs or wants." Willow looked down and sulked. "O.k. If you’re so worried, why don’t you go see what he needs?" Buffy said, which in response, Willow’s head popped up.

“What? Me? Go in there? I don’t think so.” Willow said shaking her head. “I mean he is still really scary.”

“Oh come on Wills, you’re tough. Just go in there, get him what he needs as long as it doesn’t involve hurting something, and then he’ll shut up.” So Willow lightly shrugged her shoulders and headed for the bathroom.

*Why do I always get stuck with the dirty work? Good job Will, next time just keep your mouth shut.*

She slowly opened the door and she heard a loud groan. “Bloody hell, they sent in the witch?” Spike said rolling his eyes.

“Hey, you know that's not very nice. I mean I'm the only one who cared…” she stopped herself.

*I don’t care. Did I just say cared?*

“I’m the only one who volunteered to help you.” she corrected.

*Did she jus' say cared? She cares ‘bout me?* Spike thought. He felt a smile spread across his face but then wiped it off before Willow noticed.

*I don’t care if she said she cares. I’ll kill the little bint as soon as I get this chip out. Yea, she’ll be the first. With ‘er bright red ‘air and ‘er deep green eyes. Pff! I’ll kill ‘er in a second.*

“Yea well I’m mean. Tha’s who I am.” He pointed out.

“So what is it you need?” Willow asked as she moved towards him. She caught herself staring at his eyes and shook out of it when he started to speak again.

*I hope he didn’t notice. How awkward!*

“I need to use the bathroom.” Spike said a little annoyed that he had to ask.

“Oh no. I...I can’t let you out of the chains. You’ll run away and go all seeky revengy on us.” Willow said as she shook her head.

“Oh come on Red. You know as much as I do there’s no way in ‘ell I can kill anyone. Bloody chip in my cranium ‘member?”

“Well I got to ask Giles then.” Willow said as she moved towards the door.

“No!” Spike said nearly falling out of the tub. Willow jumped back towards the door.

“Wha…Why not?” she asked.

“‘Cuz all the lil’ cub scouts out there will poke fun.” He still had his pride, or whatever was left of it.

“Spike I understand that but….”

“Please?” Spike begged. He couldn’t believe he was begging her just as much as she couldn’t believe he was begging. After looking at him for a couple of seconds, Willow started to sweat. Like she used to when Oz was around.

*Oh, that’s not good.* she thought.

Spike could sense the girls heat and saw how she became uneasy. A seductive smile came across his face. He lowered his voice to a sultry tone. “Come on Red. You know I won’t ‘urt you." He wasn’t lying. He wouldn’t. For some reason he had a soft spot for the witch. He felt bad how she was always the Slayer’s sidekick. How everyone admired Buffy’s fighting, but scoffed at Willow’s spells. It was like how Angelus got all the attention from Dru. Spike was always the outcast when it came to Dru and her Daddy. “Look, I promise. You let me go, I do my business and I’ll get back in ‘ere without a fuss.” he said, his voice still lowered. “I’ll even give you a kiss of gratitude.” He added, half joking but half as serious as can be. Willow, who was completely enraptured in Spike’s sexiness, just nodded her head. She moved over to get the keys off the hook on the wall and slowly walked toward the tub. As she leaned over to unlock the chains, Spike got a clear view down her purple shirt.

*Ooo, black bra. Red’s got a good lil’ package. Nice* he thought as he tilted his head.

As she finished unlocking the locks she got up and walked over to the door. Spike got to his feet and stretched. It had been a while since he had been out of that damn tub.

“O.k.” Willow said as she stood guard by the door. “No funny stuff right?”

“Only if you want there to be luv.” Spike said with a mischievous smile. He noticed how Willow blushed brighter than her hair. “You look cute when you blush pet.” he told her as he walked to the toilet. That made Willow blush even harder and smile.

*He thinks I’m cute?? Wait…what do I care. Look at him walk. Yummy. Oh...goddess he has a sexy walk. Look at that back. He’s ripped! Stop it Willow you’re just depressed! Depressed enough to think that Spike is attractive. Oh come on even a blind person would think he is gorgeous!!!*

"Witch!" Spike repeated this time catching her attention. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t even hear him call her the first three times. She didn’t notice him snapping his fingers or that his pants were currently unzipped.

“Oh goodness, sorry!” she said as she turned to face the door.

Facing her way, Spike simply laughed. “You know luv, I don’t have a problem with you being faced my way. I was jus' not sure if you would want to be.” he said with an evil grin.

“No…I mean yes...I mean no…I don’t want to watch you.” she said quickly, and then added “Eww.” Then she covered her ears. Spike turned back around and started to relieve himself.

*Oh, bloody hell! This feels better than a good shag.*

As he was nearing the end of his flash flood, he turned to see Willow still turned around with her hands over her ears. He finally finished and zipped up his jeans. He walked over to the sink, washed his hands (good hygiene) and noticed her hands still on her ears. He couldn’t resist what he did next. Spike walked over to the oblivious witch and put his arms around her waist. Willow jumped up and nearly screamed before Spike put one hand over her mouth. “It’s alright Red. I didn’t mean to scare you.” he whispered in her ear in a calming voice that made Willow completely go limp like a cooked noodle. He took his hand off from over her mouth and turned her around. “Thanks luv, I thought my bladder would explode if you didn’t care enough to come in ‘ere.”

“I don’t care.” Willow quickly said. Spike gave her a ‘yea right look’ and she started to smile. “What can I say? I’m a softy for those in need.” she alleged self-consciously.

“Tha’s wha makes you great luv. You care.” he said as he put his hand to her cheek. “Even for the Big Bad.”

"Well you’re not really the Big Bad...buh...uh...still incredibly scary." she added.

Spike chuckled softly as he moved the hair out of her face. She was cute when she rambled. Usually it was bloody annoying but right now, it was charming. He moved his lips slowly toward her ear and said softly “Am I scary now pet?” Willow swallowed hard and could barely say the word no. Spike knew she wasn't afraid, but infact excited. He could hear her heart speed up and her breathing increase. He became drunk with her scent, cinnamon and apples. He brushed his lips against her cheek and over to her mouth. “Still want tha' kiss?” he asked. Willow responded by catching his lips. She was so fed up with the teasing and needed to feel him. Spike was taken aback but went with the flow nonetheless. They kissed until Willow couldn’t breathe any longer. As he pulled back from her, he noticed her lips were pink and swollen. Damn he loved the site of those luscious lips. Willow caught her breath and couldn’t fathom what just happened.

*Spike and I kissed! I kissed Spike! Oh goddess! What would Xander think? What if Buffy walked in...no wait that couldn’t happen cause I was up against the door. Oh what if they heard us? Wow he can kiss!*

Spike noticed Willow’s state of shock and somewhat arousal and figured he'd do something he never thought he would do. “Alright luv, it’s ok.” he soothed as he walked back over to her and took her in his arms. Yes, he actually held her. He had never been that close to anyone without trying to bite them. To tell the truth, he was just as shocked as she was that she kissed him. He buried his face in her hair and sniffed her scent once again. He resisted ripping her clothes off right there.

"Spike...I..Oh man...I’m sorry." Willow said as she rested her head on his chest.

Spike pulled back saying..."Red, you don’t ‘ave to be sorry. Alrigh’?" She just nodded looking at him. “I promise I won’t tell a bloody soul.” He reassured her. That lifted a tremendous weight off of her shoulders. He kissed her gently on the forehead and started to walk back over to the tub.

"What are you doing?" Willow questioned worried he would leave her alone for some reason.

"I’m gettin’ back in ‘ere before the Slayer walks in and stakes me. ‘Sides I promised righ’?" he said with a smile as he lowered into the tub.

"Yeah, right." Willow sighed out as she turned to leave.

"Umm...Red." Spike called.

"Yeah Spike?" Willow said, as she turned around happy to hear him call her.

"The cuffs luv. I need to get shackled back up."

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot." Willow said as she rushed to get the chains. As she started to bind him up she asked, "Spike...was I..."

"You were magnificent pet." He cut her off. She stopped and looked up at him almost ashamed that he knew she was going to ask if she kissed well. "I always knew tha' Dog-Boy didn’t know wha a good thing he ‘ad with you." Spike added and moved in to give her another kiss on the lips. Willow responded but made it a quick kiss. She smiled as she continued to chain him. When she was done, she stood up and brushed off her pants.

"Thank you." she said as she opened the door.

"It was my pleasure Red. If you ever need anythin’ else...possibly a mind-blowin’ shag, I’ll be ‘ere." Spike joked. Willow smiled and walked out, gently closing the door behind her. Spike let out an unnecessary breath and thought.

*What the bloody hell jus' happened? I could’ve escaped. I could’ve really done some mental damage to tha' witch or even ravished ‘er. Sodding chip. It’s got me actin’ all poofy for some redheaded disappointment of a witch.*

Spike thought about it for a second and didn’t want to admit he felt bad for calling her a failure.

*Aww...bleedin’ hell mate. You’re the Big Bad.* He laughed. *All under a lil’ witch’s spell.*

Willow walked out of that bathroom with a casual grin. Nothing that screamed ‘I just made out with the hot vampire in the bathroom against the door.’ "What took you so long Will?" Buffy said as she sat on the couch eating Cheese-Its.

"Oh, nothing... Spike just needed a little company." She said as she plopped down next to Buffy. She remembered Spike’s request not to tell anyone that he needed to use the bathroom.

"So what are you like his bathroom buddy?" Buffy asked laughing harshly.

"Yeah... We’re bathroom buddies." Willow smiled and rested her head on Buffy’s shoulder.