"Buffy." Dawn rushed into the house after he sister, slamming the door shut. Buffy hadn't even seemed to acknowledge the fact that she had been following after her. The slayer had broken into a run about a block from the shop and Dawn had to struggle to keep up. "Buffy!" She screeched, chasing her up the stairs. "Buffy, who was on the phone?" The teen demanded as she stormed into her sister's room.
"It doesn't matter." Buffy muttered, grabbing some clothes and shoving them into a duffle bag.
"But you know where Spike is?" The teen asked hopefully.
"Yes, Dawn, I know where he is." Buffy said hastily.
Dawn's eyes fell to the window, where the faint glow of moonlight crept through the blinds. "Buffy, it's past sunset…"
Buffy stopped what she was doing and looked at the window. Both girl's remained silent for a moment, taking this fact in. Buffy sighed and turned back to her sister. "Do you really care?"
"No."
"Then get your things, we're leaving tonight." The slayer instructed, tossing an empty bag to her sister.
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"So you're staying here?" Fred asked, a bit excited by the prospect of having another vampire roomie.
Spike shrugged, flopping down on the couch. "Dunno, pet. For the time bein', at least." He winced as he pressed an icepack to his head, a rather large gash present from his second tumbled down the stairs.
"I don't get it. I thought Angel hated you and now you're a houseguest?" Gunn shook his head, handing Fred a can of pop and opening one himself.
"He does hate me." Spike said knowingly. "That's the point."
Fred and Gunn both stared at him, confused.
Spike groaned and pulled the ice pack away from his head. He was getting rather tired of cold things. "I'm here because the Poofter won't hesitate t'kill me."
"You want him to kill you?" Fred asked, becoming more an more confused by the second.
"Yes…no!" The blonde ran his hand across his forehead. "Only if he has to..."
"Has to? Why would he need to do that?" Fred continued, her face scrunching up. "I thought you said you had a soul?"
"Did," He glanced at the clock on the wall. "til 'bout twenty minutes ago."
"Wait, you're all evil now?" Gunn asked defensively.
Spike shrugged, not looking at them. "Guess so…"
The pair exchanged nervous glances before Fred spoke up. "So are you gonna kill us?"
He looked up at her and smirked, finding her inane little questions amusing. "No. hate t'burst your bubble, but m'not gonna kill you."
"Well that's good." She said with a nod.
"Why not?" Gunn demanded. Trusting Angel had been one thing because he had a soul. He hadn't minded Spike too much up until two minutes ago when he had decided to share this pivotal piece of information. Now he was just your run-of-the-mill blood sucker. One that he had heard some pretty gruesome tales about.
"Haven't killed a human in two years, don't plan on startin' with you lot." He said, tossing the ice pack to Gunn as he stood. "Now where'd the Grand Poof go to now?"
"He said he needed to think things out." Fred explained. "He went for a walk."
"'Things' referring too…."
"You, and Connor." She said with a nod, her face falling. "He doesn't know about Cordelia yet. I'm not too sure he's going to take it very well."
"What happened to her, anyway?" The vampire asked, sauntering past the counter and helping himself to whatever was in the fridge.
Gunn sat down at the counter, still a little wary of the vampire. "Don't know. Last we knew she was meeting Angel. Neither of 'em came back so we thought maybe something happened, but then you show up and play go-fish. Now we have Angel but no Cordy."
"Do you think maybe she was in one of those boxes too?!" Fred asked, suddenly becoming frantic.
"Nah. That was meant as torture for a vampire." Spike assured her, tearing a packet of blood open with his teeth. "Specially designed for His Greatness."
"Do you ever call him by his real name?" Gunn asked incredulously.
"No."
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"You have a quarter?" Buffy asked, digging through her pockets for change.
"Here." Dawn said, handing her sister a coin.
"Thanks." She said simply before shoving it into the payphone along with the change she had scooped from her pocket. She punched in the number for the magic shop and waited for an answer. "Anya? It's me….No, tell Xander and WiIllow that me and Dawn are leaving….What? Of course we'll be back…No, just tell them, alright? I have to go, I'll call tomorrow. Bye." Shaking her head, she hung up the phone.
"So where we going?" Dawn asked, following her sister through the bus station.
"LA."
"….that was Angel on the phone, wasn't it?" Dawn asked. Buffy looked at her, a bit surprised. Sometimes she underestimated the girl.
"…yeah."
Dawn nodded slightly, looking a bit nervous. She didn't much like the idea of going to see Angel. Not only because she didn't really like him, but due to the fact that he was Buffy's 'first love'. What if he talked her out of her feelings for Spike? Hell, what if he dusted Spike?! "I hate Angel…." The teen muttered, earning a cross look from her sister as they continued to walk. "What? He's all dark and sad all the time and he has stupid hair."
Buffy couldn't help but smirk. "You definitely hang around Spike too much."
TBC….
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Sorry, short chapter. Today was the last day of school! *Cheers* Finals are finally done and I'm free for the Summer…. Only problem? I can only get to a computer about four times a week . Oh well, I'll do my best to get some more chapters out over the weekend. Thanks for reading this far and please keep reviewing.
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