Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't want to. Except Spike of course, I'd loooove to own him ;-)



"Stupid bloody bint! Who does she think she is? Tell me it's over? I'm killing her?"

Spike jumped up on the roof of his crypt and lied down on his back.

"If anything, I bloody well kept her going these past weeks!"

He lit a cigarette and looked up at the stars.

"Hmm, how does that go again? Oh right. Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight."

Spike smirked at himself for even remembering that little poem. His princess used to wish on the stars all the time. Always told him if you wanted it enough it would come true.

"What do I wish for? Do I only get one? Well, just in case, I wish that everything I wish for tonight comes true. There, now.....I wish this soddin chip in my head would short out. I wish that I didn't have feelings for the Slayer."

He knew he could wish for her to love him, but he wanted to be loved for himself, not because of a wish.

"I wish that Buffy would get a huge wart on the tip of her nose! I wish that Dru would never come near me again. I wish that the idiot boy Xander would fall in love with peaches and move to LA! Hah, that'll teach him to call me impotent! I wish Angel's soul was permanent so I never have to deal with that wanker Angelus again!"

Spike finished his cigarette and thought about how his unlife was going. He wanted to have someone to be with, someone who wasn't crazy, someone who wanted him, accepted him and loved him. The only person who fit that description was Dawn. Too bad she's only fifteen, if only she were a few years older.

"That's it! I wish Dawn was eighteen, no! Twenty. I wish she was immortal so she'd never grow old and die and leave me."

He sighed. Too bad this was just a silly game. If he could truly have everything he wanted just by wishing, he'd be the happiest vampire ever to exist.

"Well, as long as I'm at it, might as well repay a few favors and have a little fun. I wish the demon girl’s powers were restored. I wish Riley Finn's wrinklies would shrivel to the size of peanuts! I wish the entire group of the Initiative would get a nasty case of syphilis! I wish the Hellmouth were permanently sealed. No more bloody idiots trying to end the world! I wish Red could get her witch back. I wish they'd let me watch them."

He grinned at that thought. He couldn't think of anything else he wanted to wish for so he just lied there and smoked for a while. After a while he came up with a few other ideas.

"I wish the watcher would wake up chained in his soddin bath tub! Teach him a lesson, it would. I wish I had lots of money, I'll be needing a nicer place than this if I'm gonna be entertaining the lil bit. I wish I could walk in the sun with out burning up. I wish I could see my reflection. And last but not least, I wish the Slayer would forget that we ever slept together. She wouldn't go for me being involved with her sis if she remembers that."

Spike slid down off the roof of his crypt and went to go inside. He stopped in the doorway and looked up at the stars again.

"Oh, and smoke's, I wish I had lots of smoke's. And booze! Lot's of that too."

Spike went inside and closed the door behind himself. He knew that he would never get what he wished for but it had been a good way to blow off a little steam. He hopped up on the stone slab in the center of the crypt and closed his eyes to sleep.

Outside in the shadows a tall male demon with an ugly, veiny face clutched a glowing amulet around his neck. "Wish granted." He said and disappeared.