This is one of my best fan fictions so far. It is not yet complete but I will keep adding until finished.I'm hoping people will read it.

It it rated PG-13 for referrances to sex and swearing!

Ok It's based between season 5 and season 6 of buffy...So we begin,

Spike walked slowly through The Bronze. He scanned the large group for someone to ease his pain. The pain was so overwhelming. He wanted to die, except he couldn't, he was already dead. He glanced up at the stage to see who was singing the familier music. It was Alanis Morissette. A hint of a smile flickered across his pale lips. He had her CD. But then the pain returned. He needed someone now. Ever since Buffy had died, the pain was almost un-bearable. Once in awhile he found someone to ease the pain a little. Sometimes he had to pay. But it was something. Something was better than nothing.

Something caught Spikes eye. It was a girl. A girl who looked about 14. He had seen her before. He couldn't put his finger on it. She was so familier. She was about 5,2. Her obviously dyed black hair was in a messy bun on the back of her head. She wore a black t-shirt that sparkeled abit. She was wearing baggy black jeans and a silver chain joined her back pocket to her front pocket. She was dancing with a boy about the age of 16, judging by Spike. He had messy black hair. He also wore a black t-shirt and baggy black jeans. He didn't have a chain though.

Spike observed them until he heard a voice from behind him.

"Hello." said a female voice laquered with a thick french accent.

Spike glanced up from the chair he occupied. "What the hell do you want?" he asked expressionless.

That didn't stop the woman. "You seem a bit touchy. I guess you don't remember me." she said. She had long blond hair and wore a pink tank top and a long navy blue skirt. She sat down quietly on the arm of his chair.

"Oh it's you." Spike replied returning his attention to the girl on the dance floor. It was one of the woman he had had a one-night-stand with. Her name was Isabelle. She was another vampire. The also shared one thing in common, they both had a chip. Spike and Isabelle were both captured by the Inititive. She was taken a night before him. They had a small conection. They both knew no romance was going to come out of the relationship.

"What are you staring at?" she asked blankly sipping from a big mug of some odd herbal tea.

"Her." Spike replied motioning to the girl. Isabelle glanced at her and nodded slightly. She glanced back to Spike and studied his face. There was hardly any emotion. His eyes were a bit narrowed and his head was tilted, as if he was in deep thought.

"Who is she?" Isabelle asked genuinly interested.

"I'm not all that sure." Spike replied looking over at Isabelle. "To tell you the truth, I don't really know. I've seen her before. I just don't know where." Then Spike realized something. " I forgot about Buffy for a second..the pain was gone for a second."

Isabell smiled. Spike had told her about Buffy. He trusted her and she trusted him. They both didn't know why. It was just something that pulled then together, as friends.

Spike turned his attention back to the dance floor. The girl and her mate were no longer there. Spike got up and saw them exit the Bronze. He had to catch that girl. "I have to go." Spike said without even a second glance in Isabelle's way.

He exited the Bronze and saw the girl and boy turn into an allyway. She started to run to catch up with them. He turned the corner and stopped. The two teen's stopped also. The girl looked over her shoulder. "Run now." She said to her friend. She was british. Spike could tell. As they took off Spike ran after them. Almost losing them many times. Then the two teens ran into an ally way. Spike turned the corner and saw that they were trapped. A tall brick wall stood in their way.

More soon...