Spike walked down towards the bar. Taking his time, with a good bit of cash. If he was going to drink, he might as well get as much in him as he could. Spike planned to drink till he didn’t feel anything tonight. Spike would deal with the hangover later. The elevator music played on, going towards a repeating loop. Spike only did what he could to ignore it. He smacked his lips till finally, the elevator slid open. Spike began walking out. He looked back and forth. Trying to remember precisely were that blasted bar was. Till he finally walked towards a random direction.

He was walking around the Hotel. Spike would eventually find the Bar. It was a classic looking room, which stood separate from the place, the place filled with Flat-screen televisions playing different programs, from sports to even the news. But there was one thing that was for sure it was empty. The only person there had been the bartender.

The Bartender looked to be barely out of her thirties, whiskey brown hair, that flowed back down past her neck, a piercing on her nose, as she looked towards Spike, with a simple smile while she was cleaning a glass during this languid hour. Spike took a seat, while the bartender few steps towards him,

“So, what would you like?” She asked while she put the glass down looking towards the young man. Spike sat there just trying to get more comfortable as he looked back to her,

“Mind getting me a shot of scotch. I need a stiff drink.” Spike smiled as she nodded

“Sure thing, One scotch on the rocks coming right up.” She turned around, getting his drink ready, moving fast as she pulled out some ice, dropping a small glass. Spike watched it for a second, giving a long gulp.

How long had it been since he had his last drink? It might’ve been a year. He wasn’t much of a drinker. He couldn’t hold his liquor, but at this point, he didn’t care. Spike needed something like this, more than anything.

“So having a rough day?” The Bartended asked as she began cleaning the table.

“More like a rough week,” Spike responded with a sigh taking a small sip giving a simple nod,

“Hey, it’ll get better, want to know what I do when I have a bad week?” The Bartender said with a long smirk as she patted him on the shoulder. It was clear that she was trying to be friendly.

“Sure, what would that be?” Spike asked figuring why not it might be interesting,

“Well, it’s quite simple. I find some lovely woman with a nice pair of tits, or a hot ass. I invite her to my place, and we rock the night away in bed. Last time that happened, we broke the bed,” She seemed to give Spike a wink with a laugh. Spike was shocked by this, and she was by far different from the usual woman he’d known. Growing up in a small Catholic town, the girl’s around were forced to act like nun’s till ether they got married or left for college. There was little to nothing for them to do. Here this woman was talking sexually. It put a smile on his face.

Spike, leaned back into his seat, getting as comfortable while drinking his glass. The back of his throat burned from the scotch. Spike couldn’t help but think about what the bartender. She went back to work while he sat there, drinking away.

“Is this seat taken?” Spike quickly turned his head over to where the voice came from, and he looked around. Standing there a very tall woman, and Spike meant it she stood over six feet tall, clearly taller than Spike. She was wearing a black leather jacket, with a white crop top. Her hair was short, with pale olive skin, ruby red lips. She emanated power and strength.

Spike was shocked by this and pointed to the seat, not knowing what to say, but found that he couldn’t find the right words, though The mysterious woman looked at the bench and nodded,

“Yes, Is it taken?” She seemed to be a little slower at this point, but she reached over pulling it back,

“No, it’s not. Take it if you need to it,” Spike responded with a slight stutter, he didn’t know where it came from it just rolled through taking over as he looked back towards his drink taking another sip.

“So, how are you doing?” The stranger asked as she seemed to raise her hand and to order a drink for herself. Spike glanced at her with the corner of his eyes as he took another sip.

“Just drinking my troubles away,” Spike said with a small chuckle as he finished his glass. It seemed that the bartender was quick to the draw as she grabbed the glass and brought the stranger over her drink. But before the lovely barmaid could walk away, Spike’s neighbor raised her hand,

“Mind getting me a glass of Ambro, along with whatever this young man might want,” She said with a smirk as she grabbed what looked to be a golden coin, her finger adjusted to flip it towards the Bartender. She caught it quickly before giving the nod, and it seemed her expression changed from the confident, smile to a nervous look as she turned around getting the drinks ready.

“Well, thank you there… I’m sorry I never actually got your name,”

“Please call me Luna. That’s what my friends call me,” She leaned against her hand while moving closer to the bar table. She seemed to keep her eyes on Spike while he nodded,

“Well alright than Luna, So what brings a gal like you to a place like this?” He tried being smooth, while a pair of glasses put down in front of the two,

“Here you both go, if you two need anything else, please let me know, especially you cutie.” She said towards the tall woman. She seemed to bite her lip when she walked away, Spike chuckled some. The flirt was quick, but it was clear she had the confidence to pull it off. Luna seemed to nod,

“I’ll remember that,” Before she picked up her glass, and taking a long drink. Spike noticed how the bottle looked as it seemed like light gold color, as it met against Luna’s lips. The glass held there for a long time, as she sipped it, somehow she looked elegant holding down onto it before pulling back. The way the drink held onto the glass perched for a minute, as she admired it.

“Hmm, such a good drink, the fine taste, that explodes against your taste buds. You should have a taste…” She offered the drink, towards him tipping it slightly with a simple smile, as Spike shook his head,

“No thanks, I’ll stick to my drink, by the way, I’m Spike,” He reached his hand over with a relaxed smile, all thanks to his drink, he took a sip while getting more comfortable,

“It's very nice to meet you, Spike,” She took his hand and gave it a tight squeeze. Spike resisted grunting, and she had a tight grip. It was clear that if she wanted to, Luna clearly could’ve broken his hand.

“Thanks, Well, like I said what brought you here?” Spike asked when their hands finally separated, and he looked towards her his hand resting on the glass. He was leaning closer to the table, just feeling curious

"Oh, just the usual I wanted a good drink, maybe meet a few people. But the place seems deserted. How about you? Something brings you here?" She seemed calm while keeping her eyes on Spike, and it was clear her feminine charm was on as she watches him with those smoldering grey eyes.

"Me, no nothing much I guess you could say I’m on vacation, just trying to get away from the world." He looked on with a sigh, and he had an urge to take another drink.

"So, you're a man trying to run away from something, or is it someone? Though from a place far away, at least how your accent sounds," Luna said her showing off, but Spike
nodded,

"You could say that I found out the woman I loved cheated on me with some guy." He felt his heart twitch in pain as he shook his head. He shook his head, he was beginning to get annoyed with himself, feeling flip, flopped like that. Though turned to a slight laugh,

“Though you don’t want to listen to me complain about my problems now do you.” He looked towards her for a second as she seemed to laugh, hiding away how he was feeling. Taking another drink, he felt less inhibited as he looked back to her even finding her rather beautiful. Luna smirked as she was drinking her alcohol.

“I don’t mind listening, though I’m sorry to hear that, when I was much younger, I use to feel that men, were the worst, I felt they were cheating horrible greedy beings, but as I’ve aged. I find that they’re more complicated, almost as complicated as a woman. They can be as bad, or even as worst. But some days I look over my shoulders to see my old ways.” She took a long drink, as she leaned back her hand reaching over adjusting the leather jacket, as she smirked more,

Spike looked somewhat confused, She had said when she was much younger, but she seemed to be barely in her thirties, though he could’ve just scoffed it off with genetics.

“Well, I guess everyone changes, though hey I guess that’s time. It can still hurt.” Spike mumbled near the end, while just getting up.

“Well sometimes it happens, but with the help fo the gods you can do most anything.” Luna joked with a simple smirk as she placed her hand in her pocket, messing around.

“Yeah, if there is a god, as of late I’ve been wondering if there is one,” It was the sad truth, but after finding out Cozy had cheated on him, he began questioning his faith. Was there a god? If he was where was he and what was he even doing? It was something Spike had been asking, and He couldn’t help but think of how faithful he use to be. Every other day for the last few, he’s been asking himself harder questions.

Luna just seemed to watch him before finally pulling out, whatever had been in her pocket, with a Cheshire grin,

“Well maybe you haven’t been asking, The right Gods for help,” She laid her hand down onto the table, and dropped the content. Spike would look towards them, somehow time stopped, his world shattered as he stumbled back. What was it that had been on the table that brought Spike stumbling back? It was quite simple. Laying there on the table, was the two rings, Spike had just tossed off, and the cross.

Spike remembered that he left that thing back at home. He knew it was his, especially with the chip from the right side. Something that Spike accidentally did when he was 13. He’d recognize it. He looked at Luna and quickly asked.

“Where did you get those?!” He stuttered, feeling nervous. It was creepy with her suddenly having his wedding rings and his old cross. Luna smiled not saying much as she looked towards the young man. Her glass now empty, she reached over putting them down on the table. Luna walked away, but before she walked out. She looked back towards Spike,

“I think you should take a walk, and it might be able to help you out.”

There she walked out. Spike stood there lost in space, but quickly He ran out to where Luna walked away when he looked outside. He expected to watch her walk away, but instead of that. Spike saw nothing. No one was out there. It only seemed like she vanished without a trace.

Author's Note

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