Spike found that he liked fighting alongside Ruby. Most people were very clean with what they did. She, in turn, appeared to enjoy the pleasures of getting dirty on the job. Blood, dirt, the occasional trick up the sleeve. Spike liked that. It was fun to watch and even more fun to play around with when his partner was just as willing to fuck things up in the most unpleasant way possible as he was. It was truly how one was supposed to party when taking on nasty buggers like vampires. They were nothing but trouble. Why bother getting frustrated and annoyed with them when one could easily take a days worth of complications and drain them out on some idiot who didn't know what was coming?
Maybe that was mean. But what did he care? They were vampires.
"Kind of?" Spike rubbed some blood off his cheek, smirking. "You were a conflicted mess when I walked into that shop earlier. Now look at you." He almost seemed proud of himself. Actually, strike that, he was proud of himself. Spike loved being right.