"Spike!" Eve followed Buffy and Willow into their motel room. Spike and Faith stood up. Dawn had left them after their meeting at coffee house, making an excuse about homework and research, but Buffy knew it was because she felt weird around Eve. She did too. Something seemed off. She still hadn't figured out why Eve had agreed to come on their trip so quickly.

"Evette. Long time no see." Spike crossed the room, stopping a few feet in front of her. He looked her up and down. When they had last met it was the early 1900s. Her hair was long, wavy and black, and she wore a long, white, corseted dress typical of the time period. This girl, in a thin black tank top, jeans, long platinum blonde hair and sneakers seemed like a mere ghost of her former self. "New look?" He questioned.

"You know it. Times have changed." Eve couldn't help but stare at Spike. Though his clothes had changed, he was still the same man she had met so many years ago. Cocky, and handsome. His attitude reminded her a lot of another vampire she used to know.

"Should we get you two a separate room, or..." Faith mocked.

"Sorry, you must be Faith," Eve stepped forward and stuck out her hand. "I've heard a lot about you."

"Nothing too good I hope," Faith smirked, stepping forward to shake her hand.

Eve smiled. Faith and Buffy intrigued her, they were like two sides of the same coin. Light and dark. Evil and good. Yet they both ended up on the same side. It seemed such an odd choice.

They spent the next few hours making small talk. Faith told some of her usual impressive slayer stories, that seemed greatly exaggerated at best. Buffy and Willow explained how they fought the First and stopped the world from ending. It was an amazing story. Eve started to think that perhaps they wouldn't need her help to face the originals. They seemed capable enough without her.

Buffy and Willow went to bed a little after midnight. Faith decided to go out to blow off some steam. Eve followed Spike outside. They walked down the street toward a nearby graveyard.

"So what happened to you?" She questioned. "When we met you were still William the Bloody. Now you're helping to stop the world from ending and killing other vampires?"

"So what? Now you think less of me?"

"No. No that's not what I meant. I just mean...such a drastic change. What happened?"

"Oh come on. You weren't a Saint when we met either!"

"Spike!"

"Alright, alright. It's a long story. The army put this chip in my head..."

"The army?"

"...and then the only thing I could do was kill other vampires. I just...got used to it. And then..."

"And then you fell in love with Buffy, got your soul back, and tried to prove to her that you were a changed man?"

Spike stopped and looked at her. "How could you possibly know all that?"

"I know a lot of things Spike," she turned to face him. "I know that she couldn't live without you and that's why you're here. I know Faith murdered people and went rogue and then came back to help you after years of rehabilitation. She sticks around because you lot are the only people on earth who actually feel like family to her. I know that Willow's a very powerful witch and created thousands of other slayers across the world with one little spell, and yet none of you ever even thought to look me up...even when the world was ending." She stared at Spike, waiting for an explanation, it was like she was staring into his soul. "Not like you needed to. You did quite well on your own."

"I thought you were dead."

"What?!"

"After you disappeared, I ran into Klaus. He told me that you were dead. He told everyone. He said..."

"What?"

"He said he killed you."

"Ah. Well..." Eve turned away to look into the graveyard. It seemed empty, but she could hear a vampire scratching at his coffin. He would be climbing out soon. "...he thought he had."

They walked toward the graveyard again. "I'm gonna need a bit of an explanation pet."

"Alright. Do you remember when we met I mentioned a vampire named Elijah?"

"Yeah."

"He's one of the original vampires."

"What? You mean he's the vampire that turned you?"

"Yes."

"Ah. I get it now. So Klaus was the evil brother who turned your love against you."

"Yes. The night after I left, Klaus found me. We fought and he staked me. But given that I'm still half slayer, he didn't kill me. It just took a little longer to heal."

"So Klaus still thinks you're dead?"

"Yes."

"And Elijah?"

Eve stopped above what looked like a recently dug grave. "Yep." She plunged her hand into the earth and pulled up a vampire, staking him instantly.

"So you agreed to return to Mystic Falls..."

"Yes Spike, because I'm out for vengeance. Klaus tried over and over again to destroy my relationship with Elijah, and when it didn't work, he tried to kill me. If you were me wouldn't you think a little revenge is in order?" She stood up, dusting the vampire ash off her clothes.

"But why?"

"What?"

"Why was he after you through all those years. I mean, century after century..."

"You really want to know?"

"Yes. I mean, I think one of us deserves to know why you've decided to tag along and confront the one family on earth you've been avoiding for the past 100 years."

"Alright, alright. I'll tell you. But I'll have to start at the beginning..."