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Angel looked up as Faith slammed into the room. He groaned,
"Ever heard of knocking, Faith?"
She didn't reply. Or rather she kicked him across the room in response.
"What the hell were you thinking? How could you plan someone's death?"
She accompanied each word with a punch until he threw her off and rose, panting.
"Why the hell would it be your business? You're not Buffy's friend."
Faith smiled nastily.
"Now that would be where you're wrong. Buffy and I found that we have more similarities than we thought. You and I also have a lot of similarities, but the difference is that I'm sorry for what I did. You don't give a crap."
"I love Buffy. I did it for her. How can I feel crap about that? Spike would never have been any good for her. He was evil and…why do I even need to explain? I ended up being a better guy than him. He would have destroyed Buffy eventually," Angel was disgusted that he even needed to explain. He thought that Faith of all people would understand.
"No. You're not a better guy than Spike. Not even close because Spike would never have planned your death if you were trying to do something good. Spike could love when he had no soul. He loved Buffy. He loved Drusilla for two hundred years. Sure she was a vampire and evil, but she loved him. Whereas you? You had to have a soul. You were going to kill Buffy when you didn't have a soul and you didn't love. You're not a good guy. You're just masquerading as one."
Snarling Angel launched himself at Faith, but she kicked him back.
"Spike was never a good guy. He was never half the man that I was. And he doesn't love Buffy. Not like I do."
"You don't love Buffy. You're just pretending to love Buffy because she has power. She's the Slayer and if you two are in love then who would dare to dust you?" Faith walked up to him slowly. "Guess what, I'm also a Slayer and I won't hesitate to dust you if you put one toe out of line."
She turned and walked out, leaving him furious. He sat down at his desk, his head in his hands, because the worst part of that conversation was that what Faith had said was true. That hurt the most.
BTVS BTVS
Buffy stuck a stake into the vampire's heart and smiled.
"Hm, haven't lost my touch," she said happily to herself.
"No, you haven't."
Buffy looked up at the sound of the voice. There was no one in sight.
"Who was that?" she asked cautiously.
"A friend," the voice answered back.
"Where are you and who are you?"
"You don't need to know that. I am a friend to you and there is a way for you to get your love back. You just need to figure it out."
"What? What did you say?" Buffy cried out desperately, but the voice had gone. It had come, shattered her world again, and then left. Left her to deal with the mess. She couldn't believe what it had said. No vampire could be brought back from dust. It was impossible, yet that voice had said it was possible. And if it was, Buffy would do everything and anything to get Spike back. She hurried back to the house, forsaking the night's patrol. Bursting in she grabbed Giles, Willow and Xander.
"Someone said that there's a possibility of bringing Spike back."
Giles blinked before saying shortly,
"They lied."
Buffy said desperately,
"What if they didn't? What if there is a way?"
"Buffy, there isn't," Willow tried to put it gently, but Buffy turned on her.
"How do you know? Have you read about every single culture or book or whatever? How do you know?"
"Buffy, I have never heard an inkling…"
"You have never heard of it, but it might still be there. You never know!" Buffy yelled.
"Fine, Buffy. We'll research it, but don't be disappointed if we come up with nothing," Giles said, resigned.
Buffy nodded and walked out of the room, tears coursing down her cheeks. Giles sighed and took at seat. Xander asked,
"There's no way, is there?"
Giles shook his head sadly.
"No, of course not, but Buffy…I had to calm her down in some way. And in the end it's still the same result."
Willow said angrily,
"You gave her false hope, Giles. That's not fair! How could you do that? She's going to be so devastated and all the more so because you gave her false hope."
"What could I do? She was positive and she won't rest until she knows everything is exhausted, Willow," Giles said helplessly.
Willow left off, knowing that Giles spoke correctly. Once Buffy got a notion like this into her head, it would take a lot to get it out of her head, so it was just easier to humour her sometimes.
"Do you think that she will get over him anytime soon?" Willow asked tentatively.
"No. She loved him too much." They all turned at the sound of Faith's voice.
"How'd it go?" Giles asked quickly.
Faith smiled unpleasantly.
"Oh, I kicked him around some. Told him that he was never going to be a good guy. Told him that he didn't love Buffy. It was quite fun actually. I should make it more of a habit."
The other three rolled their eyes at this, but congratulated and thanked her.
"He definitely had that coming," Willow said heatedly.
"Whoa! Calm down, Will," Xander laughed. Willow smiled apologetically.
"Sorry. He just makes me really angry."
The rest of them laughed, but it was an empty laugh. With Buffy's problems, they couldn't bring themselves to really enjoy anything. One by one they exited the room, each trying to think of way to help their friend.
BTVS BTVS
Buffy sat in her room, thinking of all the ways that Spike could possibly come back. The memories began to invade her mind, despite her desperately trying to push them back. She remembered everything. The good and the bad. The first time they teamed up to stop Angelus from destroying the world, the first time they met, the time they remet, they first time they kissed, the time he went to Africa…Africa! If the demon could restore Spike's soul then maybe he could restore his life, undead or alive. But first she needed to find out where exactly he went to in Africa. There was one thing who would definitely know. She grabbed her coat and walked out the door ignoring Giles's and Willow's questions of where she was heading. After a while she found the demon bar where Spike had once brought her and the potential slayers. Just as she was about to enter the bar, the demon she was looking for came out.
"Buffy?"
She smiled at Clem and hugged him.
"Clem, how are you?"
"I'm good, girlfriend. How are you?"
"I'm okay. Just missing Spike."
"Aw, you poor girl. Yeah, life's boring without his craziness. Our conversations used to brighten up my day. But how are you holding on?"
Buffy cut to the chase immediately.
"I need to know where in Africa Spike went. I need to know which demon he went to see."
Clem instantly withdrew a little and said awkwardly,
"Why do you want to know, Buffy?"
"I need to know so that I can speak with the demon." Buffy was blunt. She didn't want to decode every nuance in Clem's voice and she didn't want to mask her intentions. She was sick of pretences and she wanted to get this conversation over and done with.
"That's not a good idea Buffy. Seeking out demons like that. And no demon can give you what you want. Just leave it alone. It's best that way because I know that you miss him, but nothing can bring him back."
"I don't believe that. Now Clem I don't want to hurt you, but I swear to God that I will if you don't tell me what I want to know."
Clem sighed and gave in, telling her the exact location. Buffy hugged him quickly and was about to leave, but Clem detained her for a moment, saying,
"Be careful, Buffy. That demon's is a hard one to cross. He's very powerful."
She nodded, smiled and went on her way.