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"Sir, it's ready," a scientist replied.

"Good," Dr. Sparrow smiled, "Initiate the subject."

The scientist nodded and began flicking switches and pulling levers, as Sparrow watched on. He was thankful that he had been able to save most of his work and transport it to a nearby safe house before Angel destroyed Wolfram and Hart. Now, the time had finally come for revenge and he couldn't wait to see it in action.

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Buffy groaned and slowly opened her eyes. She tried to shift her body, but found she was unable to, on the account of being heavily chained to a bed. She growled, struggling to break free, but the chains held fast and she slumped against the bed. At that moment, the door swung open, as Angel and Spike walked in, the latter without his duster and carrying a tranquiliser rifle slung across his shoulders.

"To what do I owe this?" Buffy asked.

"I just wanna ask some questions," Angel replied, "Who sired you?"

"Ah, some guy named Angus. No biggie."

"Can you tell us how it happened, pet?" Spike asked.

Buffy rolled her eyes, "Right, so I can tell you so then you can kill me once you've got all your information? No thanks."

"We're not going to kill you," Angel said, "We're trying to help you."

"Maybe I don't want your help, unless you're gonna fetch me some blood."

Angel sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, while motioning to Spike. He left the room without a word, returning a moment later with a mug of blood. Settling a straw into the mug, he crouched beside Buffy and placed the straw into her mouth.

"This brings back memories," Spike chuckled, "A whole role reversal."

Buffy rolled her eyes as she drank the blood, as Angel came back into the room.

"Alright, I've called Giles and told him we've got her. He's going to get Willow to set up a portal and we'll be taking her to London. Perhaps Willow can help."

"Oh please, you really think Willow can make me do anything?" Buffy snorted, "Although, I do look forward to meeting her. Hey, Angel, remember that time when there was a vampire version of Willow?"

"There was a vampire version of Willow?" Spike asked incredulously.

"Yeah, there was," Angel replied, "She came in from a different reality, though we were able to send her back," he said, before turning to Buffy, "Now, are you implying what I think you're implying?"

She simply smirked, "Maybe."

"Did you tell them she's a vampire?" Spike asked.

Angel hesitated, "No. We'll tell them when we get there."

"That's gonna be interesting."

"Does anyone wanna hear what I think?" Buffy piped up.

"No," Angel replied.

"I think if you don't release me, you're gonna be a whole world of hurt when I do get out of here. I promise to hurt you so bad, Angelus would seem like a puppy dog."

"You think Willow can help her?" Spike asked Angel.

His grandsire shrugged, "We can only hope."

While Angel and Spike were busy in the bedroom, Kate was in the living room, reading the newspaper, while Connor was watching TV, boredom on his face. He wanted to go out on patrol, but he had to stay in the apartment for when the portal opened. He had already packed a few belongings, like everyone else and he was now waiting for the portal to open. A small part of him was excited, having never been to London before and wanting to see what it was like, while another part of him wasn't a big fan of portals, given how he ended up in Quor-toth.

A knock came at the door and Connor shared a frown with Kate, wondering who would be knocking. As far as any of them knew, they were the only ones to know of the apartment. Grabbing a dagger, Connor cautiously headed over to the front door, but before he could even touch the doorknob, the door was blasted off its hinges, taking him with it and depositing him against the far wall. Connor groaned, a bloodied burn appearing on his torso, as Kate rushed to his side, while Angel and Spike came back into the living room in bewilderment.

"What the bloody hell?" Spike started.

"Connor!" Angel cried.

He moved for his son, but a sudden shot of blue energy came hurtling his way, slamming him in the chest and against the wall. Angel hissed in pain, a bloodied scorch mark left behind by the attack, as Spike vamped out and rushed towards the doorframe. He was struck in the face, getting knocked to the ground, as a kick to his stomach slammed him against the opposite wall.

"What's going on there?" Buffy called, "Who's getting killed? I wanna see!"

Angel looked up, finally seeing the intruder and his jaw dropped in shock. Standing before him was none other than Illyria, except she looked different than before. For starters, she was wearing a black leather bodysuit and she looked to have several cybernetic enhancements, while her right arm ended in a ray cannon.

"No way," Angel said, "You're dead."

Illyria cocked her head to the side that he often found annoying, as if she was viewing him like he was an insect, before levelling the cannon at his head. At that moment, Spike grabbed her from behind, but she smacked his arms aside, before whirling around with an uppercut. Spike crashed through the ceiling, before landing in the bedroom beside Buffy.

"What's going on, sweetheart?"

Spike ignored her as he stormed back into the living room, fully intent on finding out what exactly had happened to Illyria. Last he'd seen her, she was giving her life so he and Angel could live. But now she was back and if Spike had an idea on how, it was something to do with Wolfram and Hart. Before he could move into action, Illyria fired a shot at Connor, instantly dissolving him. Kate was staring at the spot in horror, as she was the next to be completely dissolved by the ray cannon. Angel vamped out, leaping in and punching Illyria in the face, as she stabbed a stake into his heart. Spike was helpless to watch as Angel burst into dust and then he moved towards Illyria. However, she spun around, a large blade popping out the side of the cannon and she sliced through Spike's throat, decapitating him.

"Yes, excellent!" Dr. Sparrow cried, watching through a camera, "Finally!"

Illyria tilted her head to the side, before crying out and holding her stomach in pain, as the room warped and the next thing that happened, Angel, Spike, Kate and Connor were all alive again, all in the same places where they had been killed. Angel frowned, seeing that his son was alive, as Spike took the chance to strike the vulnerable Illyria.

"Kate, get Buffy," Angel cried, "We're getting out of here."

Illyria grabbed Spike and threw him across the living room, as Connor went with Kate to unchain Buffy. She growled at them, forcing Kate to shoot her with the tranquiliser gun, as Angel moved at Illyria, narrowly dodging the blade that sliced through his cheek. He snarled, hitting her in the ribs, as she backhanded him. At that moment, a portal opened up, as Connor came out with the unconscious Buffy. With a nod from his father, he stepped through the portal, as Kate grabbed the bags and followed after him. Spike hit Illyria in the back, narrowly deflecting the hand that held the stake when she whirled around, as Angel then grabbed Illyria by the hair and threw her to the ground. Grabbing hold of Spike, who grabbed his duster, Angel stepped through the portal, just as it closed up behind them. Illyria slowly got to her feet, cracking her neck, before facing the spot where the portal had been. The computers in her body began analysing the scene, before determining where the portal ended.

"I can't believe it!" Dr. Sparrow cried in despair, "We had them dead! And then she had to time-warp! Now they're gone again! Illyria. Hunt them down!"

"Affirmative," Illyria said.

Meanwhile, the portal opened and closed in the Watchers' Council Chambers, where Dawn rushed forth to her sister's side, looking up at the face of the young man who was holding her. Then she looked up at Spike and shrieked, causing Xander, Willow and Giles to all wince in pain at the volume of her voice.

"Spike! You're alive!"

"Well, as alive as a vampire can be," Spike said with a crooked grin, before looking to the rest of the Scoobies, "And where's my hug?"

"Spike, good to see you again," Giles said, "I honestly never expected to see you again. A shame, I wanted to thank you for what you did."

"Get set on fire and turn Sunnydale into a crater? You're welcome, mate."

"I don't think we've ever been introduced," Xander said to Kate, "I'm Alexander Harris, but you can call me Xander or if you don't like me, Harris."

"Uh, Kate Lockley," Kate said, shaking Xander's hand and shooting Angel a look.

"Who are you?" Dawn asked Connor.

"I'm Connor," he replied, "I'm Angel's son."

"Son?" Xander cried, "Seriously? I thought vampires can't have children."

"It's completely impossible," Giles agreed.

"No, he really is Angel's son," Willow confirmed, "So, how'd you find Buffy?"

"Guys, we have a problem and you won't believe it," Angel said, "But Buffy's now a vampire. That's why she's unconscious."

"What, again?" Xander said.

"Unconscious?"

"No, vampire."

"Oh. Huh?"

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