"Long time no see, stranger."
"Bit!" He threw his arms around Dawn and hugged her tightly. "What are you doing her?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing, but let's get out of here first, it's deafening."
Spike agreed and followed Dawn out of the nightclub, hailing a taxi to take her home.
Dawn brought Spike a beer and curled up on the lounge facing him. "So, what are you doing in Rome?"
Spike nudged the bag at his feet. "Returning the Capo di Famiglia stateside."
Looking at the bag in confusion, Dawn had to ask. "He's really small?"
"It's just his head," Spike chuckled.
"Ah, Goran demon. They have some resurrection ritual, don't they?"
Spike was impressed, Dawn's knowledge of the things that lurk in the dark had broadened since he'd last seen her. "Yeah. Bit of chanting, pinch of incense, the Capo's back and all is well with the world. But what were you doing at the club, love."
Dawn shrugged. "Hanging out with Buffy and her latest squeeze. Thought there'd be some cute Italian boys at the club, but then I saw something better."
"Yeah, what was that." Spike wasn't really sure he wanted to know, seeing Dawn after so long apart reminded him of the fun they used to have together. There was nothing quite like gluing Xander's shoes to the roof of his car to serve as a bonding experience.
Dawn hit Spike lightly on the arm. "I saw you, dork."
"Oh!" And then Spike's rational mind shutdown as Dawn leaned across and kissed him, his less rational side was fully in control as he pulled her into his lap and deepened the kiss.
They soon relocated to the bedroom, shedding clothes in their wake and were far too immersed in the business of getting to know each other again to hear the front door open as one of The Immortal's men took the bag containing the Capo di Famiglia.
But that would be a worry for another day.
tinpanalley's birthday challenge — The Girl in Question
15minuteficlets — word #66: devotion
Part of the Rome!verse and the London!verse