SERIES : the Trilogy
PAIRING : Buffy/Angel, Spike/Dru
[ALSO minor pairings: Spike/Faith, Raith/Riley, Willow/Oz]
RATING: Althought a few parts
are R or PG14, the majority of this fic are NC17.
SPOILERS : I Will Remember You
& my fic the
Challenge, & the Aftermath
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
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PART 13 (NC17 - Confrontations)
“Dru
baby, that bloody hurts, would you stop!” She had tied him up again; he knew he
couldn’t argue with her. She had a whip this time.
“Shut up
Spike.” She sat with the stake once more, a few feet out of his reach, at least
this time he wasn’t completely naked, only his chest was open to her torture.
“Dru, I
didn’t do anything with the Slayer, I just needed blood and they locked me up
in the tub until they were sure I couldn’t bit them. That’s all, I got this
chip in my head and it zapped me every time I tried to hurt someone good. I
needed blood, so I was nice to them so I could get blood, that’s it.”
“You
reek of the Slayer Spike, I’ve smelled it ever since you came groveling back.
You taste like her, I feel her on your skin.”
“Dru,
there was a spell, it made us be in love, I purposed, and we kissed, but it was
Willow’s spell, she was mad, her boyfriend had left and her magic went wacky,
it wasn’t my fault... baby, I didn’t mean it... I’m sorry Dru, I’m sorry...”
“Okay.”
She said and she went to him to untie him and she stopped suddenly.
“Dru?
I’m sorry, look at me, you know I am, I love you...”
“Good,
now scream for mommy...” and she let some holy water from a cup trickle down
his chest and he screamed.
They
heard the screaming from upstairs, but it didn’t compare with their own
screams. She rode him hard on the grass, she dug her nails into him and he just
screamed and begged her for more. He bit her breasts; made her bleed and he
licked it as it dripped down. Such a relief! Not needing air, not gasping for
it! She never wanted to stop, but she was getting hungry, so she finished and
got up.
“You’re
a good fuck baby, thanks.”
“Not too
bad yourself. Think we should stay here?”
“Fat
chance in hell, let’s go, I wanna have some real fun!” They threw on their
clothes and started to the door.
“Um, the
Mistress says you’re to stay here, she gave me orders.”
“Yeah,
well, tell her this... we do what we want, when we want.” Faith punched the
servant and they left. She looked up at the moon that was just barely showing.
“What do you say we ditch the English chick and leave town?”
“What? I
thought we’d kill Buffy first.”
“Oh, is
that your pleasure?” She turned to him and smashed into him, grabbing his balls
and squeezing them as she had earlier.
“No,
you’re my pleasure, but Spike and Dru seem to have a plan, like they know
something, I have to say, I’m curious. Maybe we should stick around a little.”
“Okay,
for a while. I’m hung... well well well...”
Willow
froze in her tracks. Faith was covered in blood, surrounded by red. She’d never
seen anything like it. She knew it wasn’t real now; it was a gift, some gift.
“Willow
and Angel, little switch, I’m sure Buffy’ll be upset if she knew, but hey, why
wouldn’t Willow wanna feel you too, I mean, with you being so cold and all,
it’s a real turn on. I remember.”
“You
can’t play your games on us Faith, we know what you are, Riley, you have to get
away from her, come to us, slowly.” He complied and got near her and took her
hand.
“I’m so
glad you’re here, where is Buffy anyway?”
“She
went patrolling, we split up... Riley, you have to stay away from Faith, you
don’t know what she is now...”
“I think
I do.” She looked up at him and saw his face and screamed. Angel ran to her and
punched him and he went reeling backward. Faith lunged after them and Willow
threw up her hands and Faith was thrown back ten feet.
“WOW!
This is great!” She said, and she tried it again, as Faith got up on her feet,
and it worked again. She then decided to get crafty, she threw Faith into a
tree next and Faith screamed.
“RILEY!
Get away from them! RUN!” She looked on as Riley and Angel fought. Then she
noticed something very interesting.
He was
throwing punches left and right, he pictured him with Buffy and it made him
punch harder. He took out his stake and Riley rushed him and caught it in the
heart.
“Sorry
but the best man always wins!”
“RILEY!”
Faith ran to him but was too late, he fell to the ground and she fell too.
“BASTARD!” She jumped up and went for Angel but was again thrown back and she
ran.
“Oops.”
“Why oops?”
“Cause I
killed Buffy’s ex-boyfriend.”
“It was
an accident.”
“No
Willow, I did it on purpose, I enjoyed it.”
“You had
no choice, he was vampire. He deserved it, and anyway, I can’t really see Spike
and him as pals, I mean Riley was the one who captured him and put that chip in
his head. I mean that chip caused us a lot of problems, not only did we have to
feed him, but we had to help him and I mean, he was almost like a
brother-in-la... I mean, we had to feed him an... ‘
“Willow,
tell me about it.” The two walked toward the apartment. “Unless we should go
see what good ole’ Spike’s up to.”
“Let’s
skip the family reunion, we’ve seen them all way too much and Faith’ll be mad
anyway. Did you see her face? She still liked him.”
PART 14 (NC17 - Confessions & Temptations)
“Buffy?”
“In
here, resting... how’d it go?” She jumped up and ran to Angel, he picked her up
and they exchanged a gentle quiet kiss, as did Willow and Oz.
“I’m
sorry Buffy, I accidentally killed Riley.”
“WHAT?”
“Buffy,
he didn’t really KILL kill Riley, I mean not in the strictest sense.”
“In what
sense then?”
“Well,
in the sense that it wasn’t accidental and Riley was already dead, and undead.”
“Oh, you
mean...”
“Yeah,
Faith and Riley, both had by Spike and Dru. On the up side I’ve worked out some
glitches in my magic throwing power! I got Faith good.”
“Well,
now what?”
“Now
nothing, it’s going to be dawn soon, and Faith’ll spreading the news to our
undead English friends. Course, they aren’t really our friends anymore, are
they?” Willow took Oz’s hand and led him to the door. “I mean, we never really
LIKED Spike, we just put up with him because, I don’t even know... anyway...”
“Willow,
he wasn’t your friend, but I’ve heard Buffy was quite close with him.” Buffy
turned her head quickly and saw Willow’s eyes dart away from her friend.
“WILLOW?!”
“Well, that’s our cue to leave
Oz, let’s go home... I’m tired... bye Buffy, see you later.” They left quickly
and Buffy turned back to Angel. He was glaring at her, smiling.
She was
quiet for a few minutes, staring at the floor, when he spoke. “Wind Beneath My
Wings?”
“That
was the spell.”
“Right,
sure, I believe you.”
“It was,
that song sucks.”
“Buffy,
I can read your eyes... I know you... and I can tell when you’re joking, and
yo...”
“You
think you’re so smart do you?” She approached him slowly and he drew closer to
her.
“Yeah I
do.”
“Oh
yeah?” She crushed herself up against him.
“Yeah.”
“Well,
maybe you are.” She smiled and put her head down on his chest and his arms
wrapped around her waist.
“Maybe I
am, Mrs. William the Bloody.”
“Hey, it
would have been Mrs. the Bloody, okay? And anyway, the daytime ceremony would
have killed him, I wouldda gotten some really nice presents though.”
“Well,
that wasn’t so bad to admit, was it?”
“Yes.”
“Hmmm.”
He said with a chuckle.
“Angel,
I’m never going to hear the end of this, am I?”
“Buffy,
no force on this Earth will make me forget.”
She flew
through the door and kicked Max again. He tried to talk, but she ran upstairs
and kicked in the door. She walked in and Drusilla was on top of Spike.
“HEY!
Watch it! You have your fun downstairs.” She hissed with a growl.
“Yeah,
well, no fun there, Riley’s dead.”
Dru
jumped up and Faith glanced down at Spike and smirked. Dru slapped her on the
face and Faith punched her back. “Now girls, no need for fighting, we’re
family, remember?” Spike grabbed his jeans and pulled them on, noticing Faith’s
eyes on him. “What happened?”
“We went
out to hunt, we were hungry, Angel and red were walking and he killed Riley.”
“What
about you? Did you just stand there?”
“Red,
she’s strong, she threw me against a tree, I didn’t have any time to get back
up.”
“Her
powers grow stronger Spike, I can’t abide, we must destroy her.”
He saw
that look in her eyes, she was worrying, she would fall soon and he rushed over
to her as she did. “Mmmm... Spike... I can’t abide... Spike... it’s all
wrong... red must die... and the baby... she will be strong...”
Spike
sunk to the floor with Dru in his arms and held her, caressing her forehead
lightly.
“What
the hell is she talking about Spike? What baby?”
“Faith,
leave us, I’ll come down in a few minutes.” He watched as she left. “Dru,
princess, my black goddess, we’ll take care of Red, you need to rest. You
should rest, lay down, I’ll get Miss Edith and you can rest together...” He put
her head down gently and went for the doll and carried her back to her mummy.
“Here love, take Miss Edith, get some rest, I’ll come get you once we have
dinner tonight... don’t worry love... Spike’ll fix it, I fix everything for you
love. Daddy’ll make it better.”
“Spike?”
“Yes
pet?”
“Spike,
promise me you’ll make it better.”
“I
promise.” He kissed her tenderly and went to the door, “Get some rest.” He
closed the door and headed downstairs.
“What
kind of a freak is she?”
He
growled loudly and slammed her into a wall, “Don’t call her that. She’s sick
sometimes is all.”
“Ooo,
wanna play?” He let her go. Rejected. She would have her way with him one day,
that day, she would. “What’s the matter Spike? She can screw around but you
can’t? You’re a whipped man, makes me sick to my stomach.”
“Yeah,
well, love’s a bitch.” She grabbed his arm as he walked away from her she
kicked out his knees and he slammed into the ground and she jumped on top of
him.
“No, I’m
the bitch... Spike.” Her hand traced down his shirt beyond his waist and
grabbed him. She squeezed him and kissed him ferociously. He kissed back,
biting her lip and rolled over on top of her. He then broke the kiss and stood
up. She remained on the floor, and spread her legs. “What was the crazy bitch
talking about?” She began imitating Dru, “’I can’t abide...’ what’s wrong with
her?”
He
looked down at her, he stood between her legs and moved his boot deep between
them. She shuddered at the thought of how much he could hurt her. ‘Do it!’ She
wanted him. ‘Do it!’ But he didn’t.
“Don’t
call her that, she made you, you respect her.”
“Oh
please!” She squeezed her thighs around his foot and squirmed down toward it,
increasing the pressure on herself. He tried to move his foot away but she was
secure around it, and his efforts to get rid of her only pulled her with him.
“What baby was she talking? I get the thing about Red.”
“Buffy’s
baby.” She let go and stood up.
“B’s
having a baby? Well, I guess that’ll hurt Angelus, poor guy, guess Buffy was
bound to move on, it’s Riley’s isn’t it? How great! He killed the father of her
kid! It’s ironic!”
“Angel’s
the father Faith.”
“WHAT?!
How?”
“He’s
human.”
“Huh?
Since when?”
“You’ve
been away a long time.” He said as he sat down on a kitchen chair they had used
to tie up the prisoners.
She
walked over and straddled him on the chair. “I guess I have been.” She leaned
in to his ear and bit at his ear lobe and whispered, “Tell me about it.”
“Everyone
got gifts for defeating Adam... a big bloody demon, I got the chip out and Dru
came back, Angel got to be human and Willow apparently got powers.”
“So we
can kill him?”
“He
still has his vampire strength, he can fight and he’s good, but technically we
could kill him.”
“Know
what would kill him even more?” She looked into his eyes and forged her tongue
into his mouth, but he turned away. “If he sees his baby and girl friend, dead.
That would kill him.”
“That’s
the plan... we’ve already got that worked out, we just have to bide our time.”
“Well,
we’ve got the plan, psycho girl’s asleep, and you know what they say, while the
wife is away, the husband and girlfriend play.”
PART 15 (NC17 - Giving In & Giving Up)
She
licked his jaw and around to his ear, where she nibbled lightly. It felt good.
He remembered what she had said to him, it had been her in the Bronze, he knew
that now. He had wanted her, slayer or not, he wanted her, who wouldn’t? Her
chest pressed into him and it felt good having someone there who was all there.
He loved Dru, she was his goddess, his princess, his queen, he worshipped her,
but she was never this aggressive, never showed this much interest in him, not
as much as she had shown in Angel. It bothered him to say the least and he had
always wondered what a slayer would be like. A slayer, the strength she
possessed in her body made him sudder. He couldn’t help it, it was the masochist
inside, the one he’d always been, the reason why he hadn’t been married when he
died. Maybe he did things to make Dru mad at him so she would punish him, she
always seemed more attentive to him when he had been bad.
He slid his hands around her and pawed at her buttocks
and pulled her closer to him. She took his lead and began kissing his still
bare chest, biting and licking, gnawing and slowly driving him mad. He pawed at
her shirt and it too came off, barely breaking their kisses, the contact with
her. She began unbuttoning his jeans and he stopped.
“No,
stop this, get off.” He tried moving her, but she had wrapped her legs around
him and the chair. She was flexible and strong. His thoughts went to what she
could do with those legs, things that Dru never could. She was also insistent.
She sucked a nipple on his chest and bit it lightly. She moved back up to his
ears and his neck, nibbling, growling and squirming around slightly. “No.” He
repeated, but his voice was quiet under her kisses and his objections were
overruled. He tried again to push her off, but she didn’t budge. He grabbed her
breasts tightly and twisted them and he got her attention, but she just looked
at him and smiled.
“Stop
this Faith.”
“Oh
Spike! She won’t mind, really... she won’t. And anyway, she got to have her fun
making me, so why can’t you have yours and make me?”
“No, she
won’t like this. I can’t.”
“What if
I told you, you didn’t have a choice?” She finished unbuttoning his jeans and
moved his hands to hers and he unzipped them almost unwillingly. He wouldn’t
get out of this, and she knew he was enjoying it, despite his objections.
“Because you don’t have a choice Spike. I meant what I said, you’ll be begging
for more.” She kissed him again and she moved his hands into her jeans. She was
only wearing jeans, nothing else and he moved his hand to feel her, even in
death a woman was so soft. Her grip around his waist loosened and he stood up,
with her around him, leaving the chair behind. She dismounted and she pushed
his jeans to the floor and let hers slide down over her skin and she jumped
back up again, kissing him. He sat back down, he had to, he couldn’t keep
himself sane with her. She sunk down to her knees, taking him deep into her mouth,
sucking, licking, biting, squeezing.
It felt
good, he couldn’t deny that, it was highly erotic and very pleasurable in the
painful way he loved so much. She massaged and squeezed him and swallowed the
dead rush he gave her. She came back up to him. “Spike?”
“Mmmm?”
“Fuck
me, or rather, let me fuck you.”
“Um...
okay.” And she did, hard, fast, deep, over and over, the rest of the day, until
they were panting for air they didn’t need and he was begging for more.
She got
up and pulled apart the curtains from the windows, it was past dusk. She was
hungry and she put her dress on and crept downstairs. She couldn’t believe it,
she watched for a few minutes, he was grabbing her, begging her, she was doing
likewise. Her eyes grew wide and she slipped out the door unnoticed, she now
had plans of her own.
“I don’t
like this.”
“You’re
whining again.”
“Well,
what you’re human for like a month and you’ve given up the important foods for
vegies and chicken? Let’s get some medium rare steak and ice cream.”
“I’ve
bitten into enough raw meat, I think, and you need to eat properly, I won’t
have my baby living off of chocolate chip ice cream for nine months, with the
freak things that happen on the hellmouth, it’d come out brown and minty.”
“Well,
that’s a nice vision there dear.” He picked up her plate and took it to the
sink. “You know, for being a vampire for like 200 years, you’ve very homely
now, I would’ve figured you to be the bare-foot-and-pregnant type.”
“Huh?”
“Well, like all guys, that
history tells us about, women’s sufferage, and machoism, and guys thinking the
girls should do all the cleaning and cooking and stuff.”
“And
Buffy, if I thought that and said it out loud, you’d kick my ass.”
“I
would. And I could.”
“I know,
but that’s not me. Maybe it was, but as you pointed out, I changed.”
“It’s a
very big man who can admit that.”
“Well,
I’ve grown as a person. Of course, that’s technically true, isn’t it? I mean, I
grew into a person. Pretty cool isn’t it?”
He took her hand and led her to the bedroom.
“Yeah it
is.” She laid down on the bed and he put his head on her belly.
“I still
can’t believe a piece of us is in here, growing. I never thought about children
before, never, for obvious reasons, I was kind of dead, but even before that, I
never wanted kids. And now, I can hardly wait Buffy, you amaze me.”
“Well,
you’re pretty amazing yourself.” She pulled his head to hers and kissed him.
“Buffy,
I have to go.”
“NO!”
She was whining again, a side effect of pregnancy.
“Someone
has to look out for Faith. Willow and I are going, Oz will stay and keep you
company and we’ll come back after patrolling.
“It’s
not fair, I’m the Slayer and I want to slay. I can’t take nine months of this,
banished to research duty with Xander... while you and Willow get all the
excitement. It’s not fair! I WANNA A VAMPIRE RIGHT HERE TO FIGHT!” Just then
there was a knock on the door.
PART 16 (PG - Hatred and the Color Green)
He
opened the door and was shell-shocked.
“Angel?
Who is it?” She saw her standing there, “What the hell do you want?”
“You
have to invite me in.”
“Well,
let me think about that, NO! Duh.” She couldn’t imagine why the hell Drusilla
would be standing there. “Go away!”
“Please,
Angel, please, listen to me, you have to help me. Invite me in.”
“Yeah,
let me tell you something, Drusilla, you will not come in here, even if I had a
stake trained on your heart and wanted to a good laugh and your ashes on my
floor. I wouldn’t let you in even if you were holding Angel hostage, you’ll never
gain access to this place, ever, now go away.” Buffy stated matter-of-factly.
“Buffy...
maybe we shoul...”
“You are
not going to say ‘let her in’, because that will never happen.”
“I just
mean, listen to her.”
“Taking
her side? That’s great Angel... that’s nice, wonderful. Maybe you should go
with her.”
“Buffy,
that’s not what I meant, what I mean is...”
“What do
you mean? Hmmm, you told me it was over, that she meant nothing and now you’re
all like ‘invite her in’?”
“I’m
just saying, the last time one of them came to you, it helped.”
“Angel,
need I remind you that we have something here that is very delicate?”
“Speaking
of that, how’s the baby Buffy?” Drusilla asked.
“Yeah,
you know about the baby, shocker there, reason number 101 for not inviting the
crazy vampire into the house.”
“Buffy,
I don’t want to hurt you, me tummy’s full, I need help, it’s Faith.”
“Yeah, I
know, Faith’s a vampire... nice, and Riley’s gone. We don’t care.”
“Angel!
I’m ready!” Willow screamed as she entered the building, but before she knew
what going on, Drusilla had grabbed her and was holding her by the throat.
“LET HER
GO!” Angel screamed, entering the hallway. Drusilla let Willow go and fell to
the floor crying.
“It’s
all wrong, she was suppose to stay away from my Spike, he promised.”
“Great!
The saga of the vampires continues... ‘Buffy help me, I want Dru away from
Angel... my girlfriend’s a ho and you have to help me’ and now... ‘Buffy, help
me, Spike’s screwed the ex-slayer-now-vampire-that-I-made...’ please! I’m going
to fall into this trap anymore.”
“Buffy,
it’s worth a listen I think.” Willow asked as she entered the apartment.
“Willow?
You too? Everyone takes her side, fine come on in! Can I offer you some tea?”
“I
wouldn’t have gone that far Buffy!” Drusilla stood up and entered cautiously.
Angel glared at Buffy and she was mad, he could see it.
“Well,
Drusilla, need I remind you I have more powers now and I can fling you across
the room, and we all keep stakes on us, nice and handy.”
“I’m not
here to kill you, much as I’d like to, I gotta get rid of Faith. Me plan didn’t
work as I thought.” She sat down on the couch. She turned to Buffy once more.
“How’s the baby? I always wanted to have a baby, but Angel didn’t let me, momma
wouldn’t allowed it anyway.”
“The
baby’s fine. Two months old. So what? The irony doesn’t get to you? Why can you
cheat on him, but he can’t cheat on you? I feel a moment of dumb blond coming
on, I don’t get it.”
“Angel
was my sire, Faith isn’t his. And he promised me that he would stay away from
her, he promised he would make it right and he was right in the middle of our
happy home, grabbing her.”
“Again,
I don’t get it. You can screw Angelus in the house, when poor wheelchair boy
couldn’t even fight back, then you were going to bring Angel back into the
un-afterlife, and you’re mad at Spike?”
“I
wasn’t going to!”
“What?”
“I
wasn’t going to make him a vampire, I did it to show Spike he wasn’t a threat
to him anymore. I thought if Spike saw he was dead, then it’d be okay and he
wouldn’t have to worry about Angel anymore.”
“Yeah,
well the plan sucked and it backfired, didn’t it? Why’d you do it to Faith
anyway?”
“I had a
vision, I thought it’d be fun... and tasty, a slayer’s blood is the best! So
will you help me? She’s strong and I don’t think me magic’ll work. You have to
go to the mansion and kill her.”
“You
could do it, you took two slayers before. You killed Kendra, didn’t you? Do it
and send me a postcard from France or somewhere.”
“But I
like it here.”
“Why?”
“Because
you’re here Buffy, and the stars whisper dirty secrets to me, and Spike’s
here.”
“This is
so funny! I mean, you may very well kill me because I am going to die of
laughter. You leave him for a chaos demon because he betrayed you and now
you’re doing the same exact thing to him. Why would you want him back anyway?
He treats you like dirt! Of course I guess you treat him worse huh?”
“He
wants to hurt me, and that’s fine, we’ll be fine, but I want her out of the picture,
will you help me or not?” Drusilla looked at Angel and smiled.
“DON’T
YOU BE MAKING GOOGLY EYES AT HIM! That’ll end your un-life real quick.”
“I
wasn’t, I just, I just can’t believe that my Angel got to be human again, it’s
great, we did have fun though, didn’t we? For fifty years! He gave me Spike, so
I wouldn’t be lonely, he knew Spike would take care of me, and he has, and I
owe him. He makes me head feel better.”
“Fine,
we’ll help, here’s the deal, first off, don’t expect to come back here, we’re
going to uninvite you as soon as possible, secondly, tomorrow during the day,
we’ll come over and kill her for you, make sure Spike’s men are out of the
place, and you have Spike upstairs. Even if you have to tie her up, or what you
want, make sure she’s alone; she’ll be dust by dusk. Deal?”
“Deal.
You leave Spike alone though.”
“Spike
lives, you live, Faith dies, and tomorrow night, you guys go for a nice long
vacation, you come back before a year’s up and you’ll be kindling in my
fireplace.”
“But...”
“That’s
the deal, I don’t want you guys around to screw with my baby, or my wedding. I
don’t need the stress, you guys skip town for at least a year, at least, and
we’ll kill Faith for you and if you promise to stay away for two years, I’ll
even kick her around a little first, maybe throw a cross at her...”
“Oh,
goody. Uhhh... mmm....” she sunk into the couch and then to the floor,
clutching her stomach. “Oooo... I can’t abide...”
“What
the hell is she doing?”
“She’s
having a vision, this is how she gets them.”
“Oh,
it’s kind of like how mine were the other night.” Willow observed. “How long do
they last?”
“Couple
minutes, usually, then she gets quiet.” The three waited a few minutes,
meanwhile Oz walked in and Willow filled him in on the unusual turn of events.
“Dru?
Baby?” He entered their room and she was gone, Miss Edith was in her bed.
“Where
is she?” Faith said, clutching him from behind.
“I don’t
know, maybe she got hungry. Come on, let’s go join her.”
“Let’s
not.” She grabbed him and slammed him into Dru’s bed, crushing the doll. She
jumped on top of him and rode him hard into the next hour.
PART 17 (PG - Vision)
She sat
up, they all watched. “Well?” Buffy said, “Tell me oh wise one, about this
vision, I’m curious, is this how you found out about the Judge and Acathla?”
“Sort
of, the Judge was a present from my Spike and Acathla was from my Angel.”
“Oh, I
knew I’d regret that question, okay, what the vision?”
“Miss
Edith! She’s dead, she killed her.”
“Who the
hell is Miss Edith?”
“My
dolly... she’s been bad, but she didn’t deserve to die.”
Willow
smiled, “You know what, I’m starting to like her.” Angel, Buffy and Oz all
turned to look at her and she immediately put on her resolve face, hoping it
would distract them.
She
stood up and turned to Buffy, “You wanna come kill Faith with me? She needs to
die now.”
“Same
deal as before.”
“Yes,
and I’ll even send the baby a present.”
“Like
what? A finger from some dead guy?”
“No, I
like little kids... I had sisters you know, two of them, they were younger than
I was, and I liked to play with all the little girls... we’d sing songs and
bake cookies...”
“I can’t
picture you as Susie homemaker... but it was a long time and a whole lot of
blood ago, wasn’t it? Course, I guess it would have been more like a whole lot
of torture ago, huh?”
“Not
funny Buffy.” Angel said, surprised by her comment.
“Sorry
Angel.”
“Dru?
For what it’s worth, I’m sorry about what I did to you.” He looked at her.
“It’s
okay Angel, I got good games for everyone now and I like the blood it’s so
pretty.”
“Okay,
we’ll go to the mansion, and you and Spike are out of here tomorrow night, go
reek havoc somewhere else, oh, but not LA.” Buffy said, grabbing a stake.
“Why
not?”
“I have
friends there. Let’s go, us being this nice is making my spider senses ache.”
“Buffy,
are you okay? It’s not the baby is it?”
“No
Angel, I can handle Faith with you guys backing me up, no problem.”
They all
approached the mansion and entered inside. Buffy had bad memories and good ones
of this place. They came flooding back, tears, fights, hate and love, and
blood. She sighed relief as Angel took her hand, telling her he knew how she
felt.
“They
are upstairs, I’ll go up and send her down, promise me you’ll let me watch you
kill her?”
“Fine,
just go up there, and send her down, we’ll wait, just hurry, this place gives
me the creeps.”
Buffy
stood, looking around, the place had memories, good and bad, but she felt an
eerie peace here, one she had never really felt. It was strange, a place with
such horrid memories, had become the home she had wanted, with Angel. They were
both a part of this place, the good and bad. She shook off the feeling, as she
heard screaming coming from upstairs.
She
approached the door and opened it. She cringed at what she saw and approached
the two. “SPIKE! STOP IT!”
“Dru,
baby...” he pushed Faith off of him quickly and she landed on the floor, she
was stunned. He was redeeming himself a little. Faith stood up.
“Spike?
We were busy... you’ll have to come back later Dru.” Faith touched Spike and he
pushed her back once more.
“Dru,
pet, I can explain...”
“Spike,
why do you want her anyway? I’m at least sane Spike... come on, throw her out.”
He
turned to Faith vamped out and Dru watched, in horror. She didn’t know what he
would do. Did he want her? She was relieved when he screamed, “GET OUT FAITH!”
He grabbed her arm and pushed her out into the hallway and closed the door. He
turned back to Dru and morphed back, “Dru, pet... I... I don’t know what to
say. I’m sorry.”