Visitors
"Oh *Fuck*. That hurts." Spike pulled himself up, clutching his head. All the blurry shapes in front of his eyes slowly took the form of A female vampire with long, dark hair. Spike had temporary amnesia. Dru was holding something. She opened her hand, and held it out to her blond lover. All the lost memories flooded back when he looked down to see.. "The chip! Oh *yeah*!" He looked up at Dru, a grin forming on his face, the wound in his head healing already. "The big bad is back in the game!"
"Is princess a clever girl??" asked Dru, holding out her arms to her old flame, welcoming his touch. "Oh yeah. Princess is a bloody genius," Grinning evilly, Spike turned to a group of fledglings that had accumulated in a corner of the crypt. "Now. *Which* one of you was it that hit me over the 'ead?"
The fearful fledglings turned to one particular vampire, who cowered in the corner as Spike stepped towards him, brandishing a stake from his duster pocket. As he drove it through the fledglings heart, Spike felt a wave of excitement through his body. "Oh *YEAH*! I 'aven't done that for a *long* time!" He looked at the other fledglings dangerously. "And I'm *really* in the mood for a spot of dusting." The group of terrified fledglings hurriedly made their exit via the sewers below the crypt.
Laughing, Spike watched them leave, then felt another sudden urge come over him. "Oh *Drusilla!* Come to Spike, ducks."
----In Giles condo----
Giles wandered into the kitchen, where Wesley had just finished explaining the situation to Buffy.
"Hi Giles!" Cordy greeted him cheerfully. Giles had a hangover. He looked sleepily at Cordelia. "Cordelia?" he looked to Wesley. "Wesley?"
"Giles."
"Why are you here?"
The rest of the scoobies, all suffering from hangovers, joined the group in the kitchen, as Wesley began to explain.
----Meanwhile, in the sewers below----
"So, Cordelia had a vision...that Angel, who we now believe has, by some twist of fate reverted to Angelus, is coming to kill Buffy."
The voices wafted down to the sewers, where a shadowy figure stood listening. "Ahh, you may be right Wesley." Angelus grinned menacinlgy. He lit up a cigarette. "I see why my childe enjoys these things so much." Sucking in the smoke, he listened further to the conversation.
"I need an aspirin"
"Yeah, me too."
"Giles, do you actually *have* any aspirin? I've been looking *everywhere*."
"Um. Theres this spell..Tara and I might be able to.."
"No!" several voices cried in unison.
"Err. Don't trouble yourself Wills. It's probably quicker to get the aspirin."
"Oh. erm. Okay."
"So" thought Angelus.
"How come you guys all have such massive hangovers?"
"Well, we were celebrating the defeat of Adam, and it seems none of us could handle the beer that Spike- Wait a minute, where *is* Spike??"
"So my childe is getting...friendly with the slayer." He rubbed his chin in thought "I think it's time I paid William a visit." Angelus said aloud, his voice echoing with malevolence along the tunnel. He crushed the remainder of the cigarette under his shoe as he headed out to find his childe.
"Oh *Fuck*. That hurts." Spike pulled himself up, clutching his head. All the blurry shapes in front of his eyes slowly took the form of A female vampire with long, dark hair. Spike had temporary amnesia. Dru was holding something. She opened her hand, and held it out to her blond lover. All the lost memories flooded back when he looked down to see.. "The chip! Oh *yeah*!" He looked up at Dru, a grin forming on his face, the wound in his head healing already. "The big bad is back in the game!"
"Is princess a clever girl??" asked Dru, holding out her arms to her old flame, welcoming his touch. "Oh yeah. Princess is a bloody genius," Grinning evilly, Spike turned to a group of fledglings that had accumulated in a corner of the crypt. "Now. *Which* one of you was it that hit me over the 'ead?"
The fearful fledglings turned to one particular vampire, who cowered in the corner as Spike stepped towards him, brandishing a stake from his duster pocket. As he drove it through the fledglings heart, Spike felt a wave of excitement through his body. "Oh *YEAH*! I 'aven't done that for a *long* time!" He looked at the other fledglings dangerously. "And I'm *really* in the mood for a spot of dusting." The group of terrified fledglings hurriedly made their exit via the sewers below the crypt.
Laughing, Spike watched them leave, then felt another sudden urge come over him. "Oh *Drusilla!* Come to Spike, ducks."
----In Giles condo----
Giles wandered into the kitchen, where Wesley had just finished explaining the situation to Buffy.
"Hi Giles!" Cordy greeted him cheerfully. Giles had a hangover. He looked sleepily at Cordelia. "Cordelia?" he looked to Wesley. "Wesley?"
"Giles."
"Why are you here?"
The rest of the scoobies, all suffering from hangovers, joined the group in the kitchen, as Wesley began to explain.
----Meanwhile, in the sewers below----
"So, Cordelia had a vision...that Angel, who we now believe has, by some twist of fate reverted to Angelus, is coming to kill Buffy."
The voices wafted down to the sewers, where a shadowy figure stood listening. "Ahh, you may be right Wesley." Angelus grinned menacinlgy. He lit up a cigarette. "I see why my childe enjoys these things so much." Sucking in the smoke, he listened further to the conversation.
"I need an aspirin"
"Yeah, me too."
"Giles, do you actually *have* any aspirin? I've been looking *everywhere*."
"Um. Theres this spell..Tara and I might be able to.."
"No!" several voices cried in unison.
"Err. Don't trouble yourself Wills. It's probably quicker to get the aspirin."
"Oh. erm. Okay."
"So" thought Angelus.
"How come you guys all have such massive hangovers?"
"Well, we were celebrating the defeat of Adam, and it seems none of us could handle the beer that Spike- Wait a minute, where *is* Spike??"
"So my childe is getting...friendly with the slayer." He rubbed his chin in thought "I think it's time I paid William a visit." Angelus said aloud, his voice echoing with malevolence along the tunnel. He crushed the remainder of the cigarette under his shoe as he headed out to find his childe.