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The newlyweds, the vampires, and the seer sat around the glossy black table of a conference room. "Drusilla's presence alone wouldn't be enough to stop the wedding," Aurelius reasoned. "The Slayer would just stake her, step over her ashes and proceed on down the aisle."

"I don't understand what she's thinking," said Xander. "She broke up with Spike. Why would she care that he's getting married?"

"She's insane, Xander," said Angel. "She thrives on chaos and suffering." He made a pained face.

"Yes, you did quite an admirable of job of forming her with your own sadistic mold," said Aurelius.

"That wasn't him," defended Cordy. "He is good now."

"Ah yes, the soul," said Aurelius sardonically. "It washes away all your sins." He stared at Angel. "Except for the one that continues to follow in your illustrious footsteps."

"This bickering isn't going to help anything," said Willow. "We have to find the person that Drusilla is going to hurt and stop her from doing it."

"In the vision, it was a girl with short black hair. She had a huge tattoo on her back." Cordelia furrowed her brow. "It was a sun, with two small stars."

Angel looked at Aurelius quizzically. "That's the mark of Aurelius," he said. "Why would a human girl mark herself with your emblem?"

The older vampire looked sick. "No, no," he said. "No, she couldn't have."

"What? What are you talking about?" asked Willow.

Aurelius stood up, frantic. "Dawn's the victim," he said. "Drusilla will kill the Slayer's sister to stop the wedding."

Giles and Anya made love on the floor. An overturned teapot, smashed crockery and a large silver tray surrounded them. Giles moved slowly, deliberately in and out as they kissed. She turned her face into his shoulder and sighed. "Harder," she said, and he picked up the pace. Her nails scored the flesh of his back. "I feel so safe. Don't let me go," she said dreamily.

He came in a rush. "I love you," he said softly in her ear. She looked at him, surprised, and then she came, her cry of pleasure echoing off the walls.

She ran her finger over his lips. He stared down at her, his eyes full of warmth. "Did you say..." she began hesitantly. A loud knock on the door interrupted her. They quickly pulled apart. Anya threw on a robe as Giles hurried under the covers.

Anya opened the door. A very tired looking Tara stood in the doorway. "I am not a prude," she began. "I think sex is a valid and healthy way of expressing your feelings. " She looked at Anya. "But all night long, I have listened to banging, and moaning, and screaming. It is morning now. The all-nighter is done. Please go express your feelings elsewhere." She turned on her heel and went back to her room.

Drusilla walked down the corridor holding an enthralled Dawn by the hand. "Pathetic humans," Drusilla muttered under her breath. "Little bitches. Stealing hearts and messing up plans." Dawn moved as if drugged, her face empty of expression.

"You were born to do this," Spike said adoringly.

"You're pretty good yourself," Buffy said with a smile.

They moved together perfectly as they waltzed around the suite. "You are such a quick learner," he said admiringly. "You've really got it!" She smiled at him and promptly stepped hard on his foot.

"Damn it!" he yelled.

"Sorry, sorry," she apologized.

He winced. "No big deal," he said sweetly. "It's best to get all our mistakes out of the way while no one is watching."

Angel and Cordelia looked at a wall of video screens in a control room. Aurelius sat at the keyboard and selected the cameras for them to view. "I don't see them yet," said Willow, as different areas of the hotel flickered past on the monitors.