Chapter 11

Willow opened her eyes; she was gagged and tied in the basement.

She was scared but kept her cool.

Whoever that was, it was not Tara.

She noticed that the fake Tara walked around as if she had something

foreign between her legs. She wondered that maybe Tara was Angel. The fake

Tara looked at Willow and sighed. "It's for your own good you know" she said before walking out of the basement leaving Willow all alone.

At the hospital, Buffy and Giles were watching Xander and Wesley pacing around.

"Will you sit down?" Buffy demanded. Wesley did.

"Both of you." She then snapped at Xander,

who sat down faster than the speed of light.

"I'm sorry guys, it's just, Will's gone missing and Tara's hurt and no ones seen Spike, and I'm rambling again."

"It's okay," Giles placed a reassuring hand on Buffy's arm "We all fee

l the same" he took his glasses off and wiped them on his tie.

The group sat there for ages, suddenly, Willow popped out of nowhere.

"Guys." She shouted shocked.

Everyone jumped up.

"Tara is Angel." Willow expected everyone to be shocked, they weren't.

"We know. Will, Tara's" Buffy paused. "Tara's unconscious."

Tears filled Willow's eyes. "I'll kill him."

"It's all gone wrong." Angel announced to his vampires. He had gathered

them all up and promised them a great leader. And one hell of a feast.

"However, I have a plan." He carried on.

"Do you now?" Spike asked walking in the factory and made his presence known.

"Spikey." Angel's face turned evil.

Spike didn't say anything; he didn't even

notice some of the vampires slip away.

"What's up Spike?" Angel said trying to keep Spike's attention on himself and not the vampires. "Cat got your tongue?"

Spike launched himself at Angel, the two fought for what seemed

to be a decade. Once brothers, not sworn enemies.

At the hospital, the doctor announced Tara was going to be fine. Willow and Xander went into see her, Buffy stayed outside with Dawn and the two watchers.

Through the hospital doors charged a herd of wild animals, vampires.

Buffy soon shot up to action, fighting and Giles and Wesley joined in.

Wesley wasn't the girly type now, he had changed, he was a man.

He stood up for himself and knew how to throw a good punch.

"You." One vampire said to Wesley.

"Me?" Wesley said back.

"The master wants you dead."

Wesley laughed it off; he didn't see the sword come flying his way.

It pierced his chest with such a force

it sent him flying backwards.

Wesley laid on the floor bleeding to death.

A/N sorry this is short lol, everything's

being so busy lately but I managed

to get this chap done just for you guys. I'm not well at the mo

so ill probably getting lots of writing done!

Much love

Gina xxx