Chapter Six

It was really late. Way past her bedtime she knew. Drusilla had left a few minutes ago. It was only her and 'wheels'. She yawned, her eyelids were very heavy, but she was never one to fall asleep in a strange place. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw a shimmer. A little wave in the air. It took on form and she instantly knew whom it was. Her eyes widened a bit then narrowed angrily.

"Whewe wewe you!?"

Spike looked over at the child that had been quite for so long.

"I can't bewieve you just weft me by mysewf!"

"Who are you talking to?"

She jerked her head back at him, surprised, as if she had fully forgotten he was there at all. She murmured in a quite voice,

"No one."

She then titled her head to one side as if someone was talking to her. She looked to her right and made a face.

"Is it your friend?"

Right as he got the words out she threw her head back violently. Her body jerked and twitched as if she was being charged with so many volts of electricity. Somewhat of a scream emitted from her throat, guttural, harsh. Something that shouldn't becoming from someone so small.

Spike continued to watch, curious if this was the evil speaking through her Angelus had spoke of.

Her eyes rolled back as her heavy seizure continued. He realized that her harsh, deep, yell was actually chanting, or talk. It was fast and the accent was thick. Latin, most likely….

Suddenly, it stopped. Her body collapsed atop the table. Her hand twitched then her body relaxed. Her chest rose high as she took in the oxygen she lost, her breathing was labored, but other wise she seemed fast asleep. Her long, dirty blonde hair lay in her face as she rest.

That was interesting….

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Buffy checked her bag again, making sure she had everything she needed. Somehow they had gotten Cordelia to join in thanks to Xander. Giles and Buffy had tried to persuade Willow and Xander from coming but it was no use. Giles tried a weak attempt to persuade her into not going. Not happenin'. And as for Cordy, well, as according to Xander, "If we are going to die, it might as well be all of us."

They had a good supply of weapons on them, along with Xander having three water guns full of holy water. Who knows…. maybe they had a chance.

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Dawn opened her eyes, slowly. They weighed a ton. She heard voices. Even the dimness of the room made her head spin, she tried to raise her head but failed. She turned back and curled up into a ball on the table, keeping her eyes closed. Her throat hurt like it was on fire and her head ached. She didn't try to move afraid it would upset her again. She just listened to the voices….

Again she woke up, her headache now only a dull thudding. Her vision was blurred as she rose up. It took a second for her eyes to focus and adjust. She wondered if it was morning or still night. It was really dark inside the building. What if she had slept all through the day? Whoa, she had never ever done that before! What if she missed school? Oh, well, she didn't do her homework anyway….

She opened her mouth to speak, but only a scratchy, hoarse whisper came out. She winced and rubbed her throat. It hurt so badly

"What did you see?"

She jumped at the sound of his voice. Angelus was back from where ever. What did he mean what did she see? Was she supposed see something?

"I-I-I-I…uh….diddd-n't- "

"Did you hear anything?"

"N-no."

She didn't see where he was. She didn't know where he was. Suddenly she got a feeling and knew he was behind her. Before she knew what happened he was in front of her. His face disfigured, his brow jutting out.

"Oh, well, might as well get it over with now. Leaving your corpse at the steps of her house will be a surprise."

He leaned in over her with a vicious growl, baring fangs. Dawn was frozen with absolute fear. Then came that voice, that sweet, innocent, undeniable voice.

"Angel?"

He paused, about to bite into the girl's jugular. He turned to face Dru.

"What?"

"Turn 'er for me."

He snarled, his back still facing Drusilla. An annoyed expression showed up on his face.

"Turn 'er for me, please…."

She asked again. Angelus looked at the terrified thing Drusilla wanted and got a sadistic pleasure from its fear.

He then saw Spike roll into view to see what the ruckus is about. Angelus smiled.

"Anything for you, Dru."