Vampire, he concluded, from her obvious taste for blood and the way she smelled. But a different sort? His senses confused him, so he put this tidbit in the back of his head for now.
"I mind," he moved his hand away from her, "love."
Spike pushed his injured fist into one of his pockets, and was suddenly aware of the taste of his own blood in his mouth. He watched the female vampire with a noticeable curiosity, all the while keeping himself on guard as much as possible under the strange circumstances.
Spike sighed in frustration and complained. "Please tell me that this 'Doctor' here is off his rocker," he gestured lazily to the Doctor, "and there is a way for me to get back to where I was."