head, and added, "Isn't that right, Spike...?" Spike shrugged and nodded, then at the indication of Giles' head towards Oleecia, he said aloud, "Yeah, sure... Sure, Leec...Friends..." Giles then disentangled himself from Oleecia, unconsciously brushed himself down; though no dust had clung to his clothes; then announced, as he straightened, "Well, I suppose I'd best get dressed. Things to do and all that..." He frowned a little, sensing that perhaps that phrase did not really apply to him. He left the two Vampires to watch his retreat... Because that was exactly what it was... He knew that Spike had beaten his way through his defences, and to remain in his company would have been detrimental to his state of mind. He'd felt the lump of emotion bubbling behind the anger he'd felt towards Spike, and though Oleecia's timely intervention *could* have been to his advantage, in truth, it had done nothing towards dispelling his anguish; and that was why he felt the need to leave... It had also given him plenty of time to realise Spike's intentions... Another reason to leave... Spike's eyes followed Giles' departure and he mentally sighed. So close, so far, but with nothing to show, and now the gentle giant was onto his game. He knew that he would not get as far as he did today without setting off the alarms that, he knew, Giles would have in place now. It pained him, far more than he would ever admit aloud, to see his friend