she began to walk slowly across the room from him. he watched her as she did. 'my god' he thought. 'she's still as beautiful as she was back then, however modern she is...'

"thank you." she replied. she lit the candlelabra and then turned to face him. "are you ready, love?" she asked quietly.

"ready as i'll ever be." Spike replied.

"good." she smiled. she walked back to where he was sitting and knelt before him.

"close your eyes, then, love." she reached up her hands and lightly touched his temples. his eyes closed when she touched him, and he felt as if he were in a dream.

then he saw her, again. running frantically through the square of their old village, crying. her long hair flew behind her, falling out of the careful twist it had been in.

"William!" she screamed. "William!"

he looked past her to where she was running. and then he saw himself, lying on the ground, two puncture wounds in his neck. and then he saw Angel slipping off into the shadows. Angel stood against a wall, a small smile on his face.

He saw himself, unconsious, while Jacynth flung herself on the ground next to him and touched his forehead. he could feel how cold it was to her touch, and he could feel her pain inside.

"William.." she whispered, tears falling onto his face. she buried her face in his chest, and cried.

Angel slipped from the shadows. "aww, there there, dear lady, he's not gone."

Jacynth lifted her tearstained face to view the monster standing in front of her, one hand still on Spike's chest.

"You.." she said painfully. "you did this to him, you vile thing!"

Angel threw back his head and laughed. "poor thing.." he chuckled. "you were in love with him.."

Spike saw himself open his eyes, and grab Jacynth by her hair as he rose to his feet.

"oops. looks like your beloved is awake." Angel cackled. "Go on, William. drink from her!"

Spike looked at Jacynth, hanging by her hair in his grips. Now soulless, he felt nothing for the girl that once was supposed to be his wife. The vampire face had taken over and she widened her eyes in fear.

"William, please...." she whimpered.

Spike saw himself in the vampire face, looking at Jacynth. He remembered this, it sent painful shocks through him.

He dropped her and pulled her near him as if to bite her. "Run." he whispered into her ear. "Run and dont look back." he pushed her away roughly and she ran fast back towards the village.

Spike watched himself disappear into the shadows with Angel. then he was suddenly in a barn.

He saw Jacynth, tearstained and her dress torn, climbing up into the hayloft. it was dark, and he could see the fire flickering in from the outside.

She was crying, hiccuping as she stood up amongst the bales of hay. He looked up to the celing and saw a long length of rope hanging not far from her reach.

"No!" he tried to yell, but found himself unseen and unheard.

He watched as she placed the noose around her neck, sighed, and jumped off of the hayloft. He heard her neck snap and he closed his eyes.

He opened them as he heard someone burst into the barn. The village was on fire, and vampires had taken over. He watched as the form walked into the barn and looked up as he saw the body of Jacynth hang there.

it was himself. in one angry motion he had slashed the rope down and her body crashed to the ground. he picked it up and looked at her lying dead in his arms. the vampire face that had been out suddenly disappeared. he looked on her, then dropped her body to the ground and stormed out of the barn.

then he was in the meadow, where the surviving villagers were burying Jacynth, next to where they believed he was buried. He watched as her body was wrapped in the fine silk and then lowered into the ground. he saw the headstones : "Jacynth Redmund" and "William Castleriche".

he looked at the headstones blindly. he knew that his body was not in the grave next to where Jacynth lay. and out of the corner of his eye, he saw her, running in between the trees.

"Jacynth?" he asked. He followed her, into woods.

now he was deep in the woods, watching as witches resurrected her spirit, and gave her life again. they chanted in old Latin, but he understood what they were saying:

"lift this poor spirit, mother moon. give her eternal life so that she may follow her doomed lover, and one day be reunited with him."

They kept on chanting but he was losing their voices, they seemed to spin all around him and then he found himself looking upon himself again, with Drusilla and Angel, mercileslly killing for pleasure. He watched as he bit one after another, drinking from them and laughing.

Spike felt sick. the sight of Dru. the sight of him killing humans without mercy.

"Enough, Jacynth! Make this stop!" he cried. He reached out and pushed her off of him, and the dream stopped.

He opened his eyes and saw her sitting on the floor, breathless and crying.

"Do you see, William?" she whispered.

He looked at her. "The witches. they brought you back, they made you immortal. so that you would follow me?"

She rose to her feet, brushing the tears away. "They gave me eternal life, and powers. I can read minds, i can take people back in time like i just did with you, and i can render myself invisible, amongst other things."

Spike stared at her. He closed his eyes and saw the girl she'd been, so long ago, and then opened his eyes and looked upon her.

"You did follow me, then?" he asked quietly.

"i've been with you the entire time, William. every human you've slain, everything you've ever done." she said.

"I dont understand, then. why didn't you come to me sooner?" He rose out of the chair and went to light a cigarette.

"I couldn't. William, you have no soul. to watch you do all those evil things... it was awful. For a long time i thought the witches had cursed me to follow you. But then... you started showing signs of humanity again. With the Slayer and her sister."

Spike walked across the room fast and stood in front of her.

"So? what of it?" he snapped. "so you get to come to me now that the Slayer is gone?"

"yes." Jacynth said. " Now im here for you. and to help you get her back."

"you're talking crazy, Jacynth. Nothing can bring her back." Spike turned from Jacynth so she wouldn't see the agony reflected in his face.

"no, William." she said. " I can bring her back."