A/N just a short filler to show that I haven't forgotten the story I've just been distracted by the pub and clubs so ill try and update more often from now on. As always pleas review and tell me that you think its going in the right direction.

Xander passed up and down in the mansion he was bored out of his mind, Spike was looking after Dru cause Angel had scolded her. And Angel well Angel was running round Sunnydale looking for Buffy so he could have a fight but that didn't help Xanders problem, hunting was just no fun with out any one to go with him. And the adrenalin for the previous nights fight with the slayer still seemed to permeate his veins. He let out a growl as he grabbed his jacket and left the mansion hopping to find something fun to do that night.

Angel looked all over Sunnydale for the watcher, after having heard Xander brag all last night about how he had faced down the slayer and beaten her to a bloody pulp before letting her go, adding insult to injury. Though not just to the slayer Angel thought but to him for being so stupid as to truly hope he had had any chance of using this slayer to regain his power from Buffy. Though he stalked through the night he didn't pick up either of their scents from anywhere, which left him wondering if they were even still in Sunnydale. As the night went on though he realised how hungry he was and decided to go to the hospital to pick up something easy to eat, most of the visitors that were out having a cigarette at this time of night were tired and in no shape to fend of an attack or even raise an alarm. As he got closer though he saw the very figure he had been looking for all night. Just standing under a bright beam of light, though unlike the other times he had meat with him he no longer seemed to exude the threatening presence that had so shocked him. Angel walked strait up to him thoughts of eating had gone right out of his mind.

"What the hell happened last night?" Angel said in a cool voice. He held his ground and tried desperately to make eye contact with this human. But as he looked up in to Angels eyes the fear he normally felt round the man reappeared and his earlier thought of him being human well Angel suddenly thought was laughable.

"A minor set back that's all." He told him in an icy voice. "it would appear I over estimated Faiths strength and underestimated the childer of the slayer's blood." As Angel watched he would have sworn that behind the watchers eye there was a fire storm brewing. And he could only hope that Buffy felt the lash of it.

Willow lay in a ornamental four poster bed, black silk drapes surrounded her and the sheets them self's were of a dark red silk the whole place reminded her of fairytale nightmares. Next to her laid her lover, though she was still asleep Willow could hear the singing of her mind. The blood swap they had done had changed both of them, Willow worried it had weakened Buffy but she had told her that that was impossible because the purpose of the ritual was to marry the vampires mind, body and beast. But they had still slept the entire night and following day and Willow even though awake was unsure she could lift her self-up. That was until two things happened first Buffy woke up and was about to start talking when there was a cry from the corner of the room though willow knew it was a young girl she could not see her yet as the drapes were still down. She kept her eyes on Buffy but Buffy notice the twinkle that appeared when she heard the cry from beyond the drapes and smiled. The two still slightly drained from there experience didn't even talk the just kissed then still naked slid from out of the bed and over to the young girl. She was tied to a heavy wardrobe and blindfolded. Willow lifted the blindfold of the girls eyes and held her up to her. The girl looked like she was relived to see another person but before she got what ever words were forming out Buffy ripped in to her neck from behind, Willow then did the same from the front loving the warm felling of the blood pour down her thought and the smell of the fear and panic of the girl mixed with the smell of Buffy and her predratory instinct made Willow fell finally Alive, funny that, she thought it took her death to make her fell alive.

Faith lay in the hospital bed looking up at the roof the fight she had had with Xander replaying in her head over and over again, but over that was the constant thought of how attractive he had seemed in the moonlight. Though she knew that she would ultimately kill him she couldn't help but think it anyway. But as she replayed the fight for the nth time she just couldn't see a weakness and the fact he had been trained to fight by a slayer who then turned in to a vampire and then turned him, well before now she didn't think it was a big deal, just urban legend that they would be strong as hell but after fighting him she knew it was all true and her confidence flat lined.