Thank you to all that reviewed so far. Please review, I want to know how I am doing with this story. This chapter contains a rather brutal rape scene. If this is not your thing, do not read. For everyone else please read and review. I own nothing of Buffy.

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Spike was getting rather tired of being on the outside of the story at every turn. Dru was now paying attention to the latest toy in the group, Aaron, and Angelus was too caught up in his own obsession with the slayer to be any fun. He left his musings while smoking a cigarette in front of the Slayer's house. Angelus left the house and twenty minutes later dog boy, Oz left as well. He wanted to stay but Buffy insisted that he head back home. Giles was with Willow and he needed rest to help out tomorrow.

Buffy watched as Oz drove off and was about to close the door when she caught Spike leaning casually against the tree smoking a cigarette. She was about to leave the house to kick his ass but she hesitated.

Obliging her he stepped out and spoke to her. "I'm not here to fight or take you back. I want to talk is all and nothing more."

Buffy still refused to step a foot from the doorway. "Talk, then leave."

"I want Angel back. Angelus is a little too greedy for his own bloody good."

"I don't believe you."

Spike walked up to the doorway slowly and pulled out a yellow floppy disk. "This was found amongst Giles' girlfriends' things in the school. I had to go back and play clean up for his mess and found this. Wonderful information on how to restore Angel back." Spike threw it past her and it hit the stairs behind her with a light clatter. "Do what you want with it slayer." With that Spike walked away.

Buffy closed the door and picked up the disk. Joyce walked over to her and asked who that was. Buffy ignored the question and told her that she needed a computer as soon as possible. She explained what had just happened and that the information on the disk is very valuable.

Ten minutes later police sirens were heard and a knock at the door. It was too late to hide as Buffy was spotted by the officer. "Mom?"

"We'll figure this out honey."

Buffy had no fight in her and was brought into police custody. Joyce followed not far behind and made sure that Buffy's rights were not being violated. Buffy thought that this night was never going to end and she was slightly happy when she fell asleep in the holding cell, feeling safe from the man that now haunted her dreams.

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Willow walked around Giles' apartment absentmindedly smiling from time to time when a familiar item came into contact with her hands. She hadn't felt the urge to leave but she kept thinking that she wasn't supposed to be here. Giles was busy trying to find out how to break the hold Drusilla had over Willow. He was pleased to note that it will eventually fade away within a couple of weeks. His thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the door.

Giles answered it. Angelus stood with a wide smile. "Good evening Giles, I think you'll be coming with me." Before Giles could react he was shot with a tranquilizer. Within seconds he fell to the floor attempting to crawl away from the door.

Willow stood and her mind cleared upon hearing Angelus talk. She ran to Giles trying to pull his legs away from the door so she could close it.

"Ah, ah, ah Willow that would be rude and besides your dear watcher will need an antidote or he'll die." He threw a dart to her feet for inspection.

She read the small writing on it and realized that Giles could be dead within ten minutes. "What do you want?"

"Him, you and the slayer. Tick tock Willow, let Daddy in."

Willow could feel Giles' pulse slow down to a dangerous level. She didn't have a choice and uttered the words that allowed Angelus to pass the invisible barrier. "Good girl." He picked up Giles and placed him on the couch and injected him with the antidote. "There that's better."

He caught Willow's hesitation to run. She thought about it but knew that she would simply go into fog land again if she tried. "What's wrong Will? Can't run away? Yes, it's a little foggy out there isn't it?"

"What are you going to do to him?" Fear laced her words.

"I'm going to turn him. Not here, I need to speak with him first and this is not the best location for a conversation." His cell phone began to ring. "Hello…yes…that's great to hear I'll be there to help out in any way I can…Yes…it's not a problem at all."

While he was talking Willow managed to get hold of a bow and loaded an arrow in it. He turned a little surprised to find her armed. "You can't hurt me Willow. I know your aim is inaccurate at best."

"Get out!"

"And then what Will? You're mind will fog over and then I'll just walk back in here again to claim what is mine." He stepped closer to her. "You can't win." He spoke in that soft patronizing voice with that very Angelus smirk.

"I can do damage."

"Well then little girl, let's see what you can do." He lunged forward and she fired. It missed his heart and landed in his shoulder. He screamed in pain then pulled out the arrow and rammed it into her thigh.

She fell to the ground in pain. He was on top of her in an instant, pinning her arms above her head. "Let me go!"

Smack!

"You seem to not understand that I OWN you and you have no say in what I do, ever." He let go of her hands reaching down to remove her pants and underwear. She clawed at him with little effect then tried to get out from under him. He placed his knee on her injured thigh causing her to scream out.

"That's it scream for me." The wood embedded in her leg was instantly pulled out of her leg at an angle causing her to scream once again. He went to game face instantly.

He reached down between her legs and placed a few fingers in her while the other hand held her arms above her head. She cried out, tears streamed down the sides of her face into her hair. His fingers were too gentle almost caring and she hated it. It made this far more personal. She had no idea when he entered her but he was soon moving over her in a steady motion. Each movement into her caused the wound in her leg to hurt. A few times he held onto her leg over the wound just to apply pressure to increase her suffering.

Angelus was enjoying the pain in her face. To add to his further enjoyment Giles' soft sobs were heard from the couch. "Do you hear that Willow? His sobs. Giles can hear everything I'm doing to you right now."

Willow stopped crying realizing that Giles could hear him.

"Why quiet all of a sudden, I was enjoying the sounds you make."

Giles was immobile and could only sob as he heard Willow be violated by Angelus. It seemed to go on forever and he closed his eyes trying to block out what was happening only a few feet away.

Angelus stood when finished and placed himself in order again. He sat on the edge of the sofa and roughly grabbed the back of Giles' neck. "Soon you'll enjoy what I do to her. You may even want to join in on the fun."

"You still intend on turning me are you?"

"Don't look so surprised, you really are worth it you know. Turning a watcher has never been done. Killing a watcher or two has been done but for some reason I've been told turning one of you is a bad idea. Guess I'll find out why."

"Go ahead, get it over with." Giles managed to rasp out.

Angelus smiled enjoying the power he held at the moment. "Oh, I intend on doing so but in a few days time. Don't want to ingest something that doesn't agree with me." He tugged on the back of Giles' head causing the watcher to wince in pain. "I know you drank a vampire tranquilizer, very old trick. The smell is on your breath and in the air. It also takes about three days to leave your system. I can wait that long."

Willow was curled up on the floor facing away from them. "Willow my dear, we really must get going." Angelus stood up and looked at the door. His minions arrived to help take home a new package. "Oh, that's right they need to be invited in."

"I won't do it. Go to hell."

"If you don't I'll throw Willow out and let them do to her what I just did. Would you enjoy hearing that?" He lifted Giles from the couch to a standing position. "So what do you say?"

"Come on in."

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Spike was almost speechless after seeing Buffy's watcher being tied to a chair. Angelus was rather pleased. "So, what plans to you have for this one?" Spike asked more than a little curious.

"I'm going to turn him."

"Are you off your bloody rocker? Turning a slayer is one thing but a watcher. You'll have the whole council after you for this." Spike may not be as old as Angelus but he was old enough to understand how the watchers truly work. They pretty much see the slayer as expendable as she could be replaced but a watcher held too much information to be turned.

Angelus acted like Spike was overacting. "Relax Spikey my boy. He's expendable. Have you not read his history?"

"I have never heard of a watcher be expendable. And yes I am well aware of his reputation. That does not mean we should throw caution to the wind."

Spike found that his supply for air was cut off. Not that it mattered but his ability to speak was hindered. "Listen Spike, my boy, everything is going according to plan. We have the witch, the watcher and soon the slayer will be ours." He let Spike go.

"All the players will be set up. We'll be saying checkmate soon." Dru stepped in. "The perfect plan almost set into motion." She stopped, with the look of fear in her eyes she had when she saw bad news. "Mmmmm oohh no, no, no."

Angelus held her stroking her face. "What is it my childe?"

"The stars are calling him back; they want to take you from us." She cried out her in frustrated madness.

"Don't worry we'll be fine. I'm not going anywhere." Angelus took Dru to her bedroom to comfort her and learn more about her vision.

Spike looked at Giles who watched the whole thing. "Spike." Spike almost didn't hear Giles as his words were so faint. "Kill me Spike. It's too dangerous to have a watcher turned."

It was very tempting but he was not about to throw himself at Angelus' wrath. "I would there mate, but I am not in the mood to upset my grand-sire; life preservation and all."

"He'll be too dangerous."

Spike had enough and knocked Giles out cold. He had better things to do than ramble on with Giles. Willow was on his mind and wanted to speak with her.

Willow was currently in her room sitting on the chair before the table her mind in a fog. Spike recognized what had happened to her and growled in frustration. Willow stood and looked around the room a little worried at the growling she heard.

"I see they made sure you won't do anything for a while."

She looked at him and smiled. He didn't fade away. "Spike? I can see you. How?" She approached him and placed her hands on his face. "I'm still fuzzy headed but I can see you."

"You drank my blood remember? That creates a bond of sorts."

"Good, I hate being in a fog. I mean my…"

He couldn't help but be a little pleased with the situation. "It won't last, love. Two more weeks and you'll be yourself again. The stunt you pulled caused a lot of problems."

Her mind took a moment to piece things together. "Giles, what happened to him?"

"He's alive with a beating heart for now." Spike was enjoying the close proximity he had to Willow. "Now, love we need to talk, but first you need to drink something." He sliced along his neck and placed her lips to the cut.

Willow drank until the cut sealed up enough so that she couldn't drink more. She looked up and found that her mind was a little clearer. "How does your blood do that?"

"He's one of my children, my blood runs through his. Now, Spike you seem a little possessive of something that we both know is mine." Angelus stood in the doorway with a not too impressed look on his face. "I think it's time that you left this mansion and found a place of your own."

"Yes, sharing has never been one of your strong suits. I'll leave. Fine I'm getting rather sick of your company anyway. "

"And you are leaving without her."

Spike held Willow to him, her back to his chest. "My blood is already in her."

"But I claimed her."

"I can do the same." Spike went to game face and bit into her neck and drank from her.

Willow fell to the floor when Spike was thrown against the wall. She crawled to the doorway very slowly, hoping to be ignored by two very upset vampires that were doing a very good job at beating each other up.

Spike was a fierce fighter but Angelus was craftier and knew the weaknesses of his opponent. There was a loud smashing sound as Spike was thrown into Willow's armoire. Bits of wood impaled Spike's arms and legs. His heart was missed by centimeters. He screamed out in pain and pulled himself off and onto the ground.

Angelus pounced and held a shattered piece of wood over his heart. "I don't want to see your face for a long time Spike. Leave Sunnydale for a while. The only reason I don't kill you is because of Dru, it would really upset her if I dusted you. I need her to be at her optimal insanity not focused on your worthless pile of dust."

Spike turned his head and saw Angelus pick up a now unconscious Willow, taking her from the room.

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