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A number of hours later, Buffy found herself walking down a quiet street in Galway, Ireland.
What she had seen so far was really beautiful. While the sightseeing and exploring was all
well and good, Buffy couldn't help but feel a little bit dumb. She was all excited about seeing
Angel and telling him that she was ready, that she wanted to be with him again, she forgot
that she didn't know exactly where he would be. All she knew for sure was that he was in
Ireland, she assumed Galway specifically, but she didn't have anything solid to go on.
Buffy laughed to herself, "Only I would end up doing something like this."
"Do you need some help, miss?" an old lady asked.
"Is it that obvious?" Buffy said, embarrassed.
"Where exactly are you trying to get to?"
"This is going to sound really stupid. I'm not exactly sure where I want to go... I came here
to see someone, but I didn't really think it through. I don't know where he is. All I have is
this postcard," she said, showing the old woman.
"I could tell you where that place is if you'd like?"
"You know this place?" Buffy said happily, relieved.
"It's not very far from here, actually. Maybe that's where your friend is. That's all the help I
think I can give you."
"Anything is appreciated," Buffy said.
"Go through the alleyway straight ahead. Turn right and then keep walking for about twenty
minutes. You'll know when you get there. It's hard to miss."
"Thanks a lot," Buffy said appreciatively, and started on her way.
A smile spread across Buffy's face after about fifteen minutes of walking. She didn't see
Angel yet, but she could feel him. Buffy didn't know how to explain it, but she could feel
him when he was close by, even without seeing him.
At least she was on the right track now. All was well, or so she thought.
She walked for another five minutes, and was extremely pissed off at what she found
waiting for her.
"Hey there, Slayer."
"Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" Buffy asked angrily.
"Let's just say you and your vamp lover boy ruined one of our lives. Now we're going to ruin
yours."
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Buffy asked stubbornly.
"This will help," one said, turning vamp on her, while another fifteen individuals did the
same thing.
"Alright boys, let's get this over with. I've got places to be," Buffy said impatiently, pulling
out her stake.
"You're a cocky one," the youngest vampire said.
Buffy lunged at the vamp and staked him with ease.
"Who's next?" she asked sarcastically.
Another two came forward, lunging at her this time, ending up the same way their friend
did, dust.
The remaining twelve vampires got smart and came at her together.
Buffy was strong, but she knew she wasn't prepared to take on all twelve of them on her
Own. Buffy turned around and was ready to make a run for it, but had nowhere to run, she
was boxed in, there were another ten vamps behind her.
22 vampires against one Slayer. This was going to end badly.
Buffy grabbed another stake from her bag, holding one in each hand now. She did the only
thing she could, staking anything that got close enough to her.
She fought, but it was impossible, there were too many of them and only one of her.
She felt fangs break through the skin of her neck, she tried to stake whoever had done it,
but she couldn't .
"Nooo!" She screamed in agony. She was being drained.
She was losing her strength, she couldn't fight anymore. She was getting very sleepy.
"Buffy!"
Buffy opened her eyes. "Angel," she managed to whisper, before having a bloody wrist
shoved into her mouth.
What the hell was going on? Buffy was fading fast with the taste of blood in her mouth.
The last thing she saw, was Angel lunging at the big group of vamps, taking out as many as
he could.
00000000000000000000000000000000
Angel didn't have to fight for long, most of the vamps just scattered off laughing. Leaving
Buffy lying bloody on the ground.
"No. No. No!" Angel yelled. Buffy wasn't breathing. "What did they do to you?"
He ran his hand across her face.
"Willow," he said suddenly.
He closed his eyes and begged that the telepathy thing would work, sending a desperate
message to Willow.
Angel got a sick feeling in his stomach, looking down at Buffy's face for a second time.
There was blood on her lips.
"No," Angel said, through clenched teeth. He was crying.
He held one of her limp hands in his, and with the other, he gently moved her shirt aside.
She had a whole new set of bloody bite marks, on the opposite side of her neck as Angel's.
Angel kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry, I didn't get here sooner," he said, picking her up.
"Angel."
He turned around, with Buffy in his arms, to face Willow.
"What happened?" Willow asked, frightened, tears immediately rolling down her eyes.
"She's dead. Umm..."
"What?"
"I think they turned her," Angel whispered.
Willow's eyes widened. "How do you know?"
"There's a set of bite marks on her neck that aren't mine. It's really bloody... And there's
blood on her lips and in her mouth."
"No way... She's the Slayer, you know, Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She can't be Buffy the
Vampire. Oh my God. Oh my God," Willow said, breathing heavily.
"I need you to do something," Angel said quietly.
"What?"
"Follow me," he said.
00000000000000000000000000000000
Willow, Angel, and the lifeless Buffy were all inside a cabin that Angel had rented.
"I can't kill her Willow, and I know you can't either. When she rises she's gonna want blood,
and I don't mean animal blood... She'll probably go on a killing spree if we don't stop her."
"And how do we stop her?"
"You ensoul her," Angel said. "It won't be agony for her, because we won't give her the
chance to hurt anyone. She won't have haunting memories... She'll still be Buffy, just
different," Angel said sadly.
"Okay," Willow mumbled. "We ensoul her," she said, wiping her tears. "I need to get the
Book. I'll be back soon," Willow said, popping out of the room.
Angel couldn't look at Buffy like that anymore. There was too much blood. He needed to
clean her up. He grabbed some cloths and warm water, and proceeded to wash the red
away, wash the pain and tragedy away.