Raven closed her eyes pleased that she wasn't facing Spike.<br/>How could she tell him that the first and last time she had drank from him was the most fantasic and the most frightening thing she had ever experienced?<br/>How could she tell him that she had frightened herself, by the way she had wanted more and craved for more every moment she was with him.<br/>He was like a drug, hovering on the edge of her life, waiting to be pushed her way, she had kept herself clean throughout all of her mostly dubious past by refusing, but that had been easy, this was hard very hard.<br/><br/>She sighed, holding back tears of self pity and self loathing, hating herslef.<br/>"No love, not that much of an emergency, it'll be OK in the morning."