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Majesty

~Vengeance Is A B **ch Pt. 1~

(Scene 1: It's night. Dawn, Hank and Xander are playing video games in the living room when Buffy walks in.)

Buffy: I cooked some. . . (Buffy looks at the TV.) Ohh, monsters.

Xander; Yeah, I think I'll pass on that meal, Buff. (Buffy rolls her eyes.)

Buffy: What about you Dawnie? How many piles shall I pack on your plate?

Dawn: (Dawn turns to Buffy.) I'm good, dad brought me a burger when he. . . told me I wasn't supposed to tell you that.

Buffy: You knew I was cooking tonight. I've been doing that thing where you literally slave over a hot stove and you guys just went into a restaurant and bought something?

Xander: Actually it was the drive thru.

Buffy: Xander, you too?

Xander: Sorry Buff, but it was so tasty and instant. Save whatever you cooked for tomorrow, or hey maybe even a midnight snack.

Buffy: Leftovers or a snack. I'm glad you think so highly of my food.

Hank: It's my fault, Buffy. I promise I'll never do it again.

Buffy: It's OK. I didn't really slave.

(Scene 2: Buffy puts a turkey in the refrigerator and then walks outside to throw the garbage out.)

Buffy: (Buffy starts talking to herself angrily.) It only took me five hours. No biggy. Nop, not a big deal at all. Drive thru, what were they thinking. (Buffy turns back to the house and is startled by Spike. She gasps.)

Spike: Who were you talking to?

Buffy: Myself, you mind?

Spike: Not at all. So, is it a private conversation or can any schizophrenic join? (Buffy rolls her eyes and walks over to the porch steps and sits down. She puts her head in her hands. Spike walks over and sits next to her.) You know this is where I realized how much I loved you. (Buffy looks up at Spike.) I had come here, shot gun in hand, ready and willing to blow your brains out. I didn't although, I couldn't, and not because of the chip. You were so beautiful and so in need of love. Love I knew I could give to you. I still feel that way, you know. I love you.

Buffy: I know. Thank you, but I have things on my mind that not even the kindest words could make me forget about.

Spike: Is it Jade?

Buffy: No.

Spike: I figured that, it's your father, isn't it?

Buffy: How'd you know?

Spike: I think he's up to something. Nothing just happens, people don't just come back to town especially Sunnydale, the original hell on earth. There's something not right there.

Buffy: Well, you're wrong, my father's fine it's just… I see everyone so happy to have him back and in this little place in my head I keep telling myself not to get to close because if I get to close I'll lose him. I just keep waiting for the price.

Spike: What price?

Buffy: The price of being this happy, of having my father again.

(Scene 3: A demon is talking to D'Hoffryn.)

Demon: The child shall be your payment.

D'Hoffryn: But I do not have the child of good and evil.

Demon: No, but she does. (The demon points to Anya.)

Anya: Me? No, I don't have her.

Demon: You reek of her power. The child leaves a mark on everything it touches.

Anya: Oh, you mean the time she regurgitated her milk on me, well that was a long time ago she could be anywhere by now. Anywhere, but Sunnydale, that is.

Demon: Well good, then that narrows it down for you. You will find her and bring her to me. Then and only then will I do what you have asked me.

Anya: But I can't. (D'Hoffryn turns to Anya.)

D'Hoffyrn: Do you wish to go back in time? To forget about all the pain and oppression you've endured from these humans, to make things right again?

Anya: You know I do, but Buffy is my friend and Jade is every thing to her. I couldn't betray her like that.

D'hoffryn: Loyalty, how human of you Anyanka. (D'Hoffryn turns to the demon.) Give her time. She'll get the child.

Anya: But!

D'Hoffryn: (He turns to Anya.) It's the only way Anyanka, change your past or lose your future.

Anya: Doing this will kill Buffy.

D'Hoffryn: But not doing it my dear. That will kill you. (Anya looks down.)

(Scene 4: The next day, Buffy's in the Magic Box. She passes a customer its item.)

Buffy: Thanks for shopping at the Magic Box and you come back now you hear. (The customer looks at her strange and begins to walk out.) Another freaked out customer; I'm five for five. (Willow walks in and walks over to Buffy.)

Willow: So how's the new job working for you?

Buffy: Besides the fact that the customers are a little freaked out by my exiting words of wisdom, pretty OK. I'm getting the hang of it.

Willow: Is it better than working at Double Meat Palace?

Buffy: Well, I'm going to miss coming home and smelling like a pot of old grease. but I think I'll get over it.

Willow: In time, maybe you will. (Buffy and Willow smile.)

Buffy: So what are you doing here?

Willow: I wanted a book on that demon Dawn was dating. I'm hoping that if I show her what he really looks like maybe she won't feel so bad that he dumped her.

Buffy: Speaking of, I need to patrol tonight. See if I find any otherworld creepers around. I really need to find Johnny or at least his insides; I'm guessing the demon has shed his teenage facade.

Willow: Evil is so evil, you know, I hate it. I just wish all the evil things would go poof.

Buffy: Disappear?

Willow: No, die.

Buffy: Oh. (Buffy looks down at the cash register.)

Willow: But then again there's a lot of things that were evil that are now loving, caring people that need to know they are loved and cared about.

Buffy: If this is the part where you exclude Spike from your poof point and at the same time ride me about not telling him I love him, you can stop like three sentences ago.

Willow: Right, OK.

Buffy: It's not that I don't care about Spike it's just telling him I love him is, whoa, wiggins just contemplating it.

Willow: Well it doesn't matter, the fact is there's a lot of love between you two and nothing and no one can change that.

(Scene 5: Spike is asleep in his crypt. He looks like he's having a bad dream. Drusilla strokes the side of his face and he opens his eyes.)

Drusilla: It's all right. It's all right.

Spike: Dru?

Drusilla: That's right my love, your majesty's back. (Drusilla smiles.)