Dawn stayed frozen lying on the bed beside her best friend's corpse. Spike approached her slowly. "Scared now?"
Lucifer stuck his head outside the door and heard people screaming. "There's a fire downstairs! Spike, there's no time, we have to get out of here."
Lucifer dashed for Alysson's body but Spike stopped him, "Bloody hell, man! It's dead!" Lucifer chocked a sob and staired at Alysson. "Get out!" Spike screamed. Lucifer whimpered and made another attempt to save the body but Spike roughly took him by the collar and crashed through the window with him. Dawn slowly got up and looked outside the shaddered glass. They were out of sight.
She gave one last glance at Alysson and ran out of the bedroom. She tumbled downstairs and saw the enormous flames in the living room. On the floor she saw Spike's electric guitar. Without thinking she grabbed it and started smashing it against the wooden frame by the door. It splintered into pieces yet she continued. Some people grabbed her around the waist and dragged her out of the house and brought her to a safe distance. Dawn screamed to be let back in but they held her tightly trying to calm her down.
Dawn watched as the house burned to the ground, along with her best friend and Spike's guitar. She ignored her tears and stepped back as the firetrucks came. A paramedic noticed she had a cut on her forehead and he issued her to come forward. Dawn spun around and simply ran.
***
Xander sat uncomfortably with Buffy's head on his lap. She had fallen asleep and he was beginning to get a cramp in his legs but he didn't want to disrupt her slumber. He moved slightly trying to get a little feeling in his thighs but Buffy opened her eyes sleepily and sat up. "Hey." She mumbled.
"Hey." He winced painfully moving his legs.
"I think I'm gonna go to bed now. You can leave, I'm fine."
Xander pouted, "You sure?"
Buffy nodded, "Thanks for everything."
Xander smiled, got off the couch and stretched. "'Night."
"'Night." She yawned. Xander walked out the door and she slowly got up too. Buffy went upstairs to her room, changed into her pj's and got in her bed. She moaned happily as she snuggled to her pillow.
A tiny creak was heard from her window and she jumped, "Angel!"
He sat inside her room, leaning against the window pane. "I'm sorry I didn't use the door." He patted the open window. "Old habbit."
She sat up and smiled softly. "It's good to see you again."
"You too." He gazed at her, but he kept his expression hidden in the shadows and she could scarcely see his soulful intense eyes.
"Angel, you and I both know that you don't stroll from LA, through my window, unless you have a reason. What's up?"
"Darla's back."
"But I thought you killed her."
Angel nodded, "I did. But she came back. It's a long story. I might tell you sometime, if we had time, but we don't. She's here, in Sunnydale and unpredictable."
"Maybe she went shopping," Buffy suggested, "we have a new mall downtown and everything's halfprice now." Angel got up and sat beside her.
"Buffy, this isn't a joke. Darla is extremely dangerous. She could be doing anything to anyone right now, you have no idea what she's capable of."
"I still think she's shopping." He got up and crossed her room looking at Mr Gordo.
"She went shopping in LA. Didn't end up good. A customer even went insane after the ordeal. She got off lucky..."
Buffy got out of bed. "How do we find her?"
***
What time was it? Dawn had no idea. She had been walking for hours. She thought. I need to get out here. She was walking on the highway and had been trying to get a ride for a long time now.
Finally a car slowed down beside her and the door popped open. "Need a ride?" The beautiful blonde lady smiled.
Dawn sighed relieved to see a familiar face as she entered the small blue automobile. "Aren't you Spike's friend? Darla?"
She giggled, "So you remember me." Darla pushed full force on the gas pedal and Dawn felt a sudden feeling of panick but forgot it in seconds.
***
Lucifer sat silently on Spike's couch. Spike rolled his eyes and lit a cigarrette. "What are you moping about?"
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Because you know fuck all about the world after over 100 years. You'd think you'd catch on by now."
"Atleast I know what's it's like to have loved and lost." He sneered.
Spike laughed, "Lost! You? You! You my friend, have not lost! I have!"
"And what exactly did you lose Spike?" Lucifer shouted, "Your guitar? Your beloved guitar who you cling to every night?"
"Shut your gob." Spike said as he took another drag, "You lost a look-a-like girl who didn't even like you. Neither did the first." Lucifer got up and threw Spike against the wall, "The only reason you say those things is because you've never felt what I felt! You never loved Dru like I loved Alysson."
"You have no idea what you're talking about." Spike chuckled as he adjusted his tight black t-shirt. "If you're so intent on having a fight, go pick one at a bar. This is my home. Get out."
Lucifer turned around and started walking out, "I think I'll go find Dru instead. I always wondered why she stuck with a pussy like you."
Spike sat on the couch and turned on the television. "It wasn't Dru. I just have bad taste in women." Lucifer said nothing as he walked out.
***
Angel and Buffy rushed out of the house and walked quickly down the street, talking to each other in monotone. "Where do we start?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know, but we have to find a form of transportation."
"Bus?"
"No, we can't control where we want it to go."
"So car?"
Angel nodded, "Car would be good." Buffy directed Angel off the street and cut into the woods. "I know just the person to ask." She replied.
Lucifer stuck his head outside the door and heard people screaming. "There's a fire downstairs! Spike, there's no time, we have to get out of here."
Lucifer dashed for Alysson's body but Spike stopped him, "Bloody hell, man! It's dead!" Lucifer chocked a sob and staired at Alysson. "Get out!" Spike screamed. Lucifer whimpered and made another attempt to save the body but Spike roughly took him by the collar and crashed through the window with him. Dawn slowly got up and looked outside the shaddered glass. They were out of sight.
She gave one last glance at Alysson and ran out of the bedroom. She tumbled downstairs and saw the enormous flames in the living room. On the floor she saw Spike's electric guitar. Without thinking she grabbed it and started smashing it against the wooden frame by the door. It splintered into pieces yet she continued. Some people grabbed her around the waist and dragged her out of the house and brought her to a safe distance. Dawn screamed to be let back in but they held her tightly trying to calm her down.
Dawn watched as the house burned to the ground, along with her best friend and Spike's guitar. She ignored her tears and stepped back as the firetrucks came. A paramedic noticed she had a cut on her forehead and he issued her to come forward. Dawn spun around and simply ran.
***
Xander sat uncomfortably with Buffy's head on his lap. She had fallen asleep and he was beginning to get a cramp in his legs but he didn't want to disrupt her slumber. He moved slightly trying to get a little feeling in his thighs but Buffy opened her eyes sleepily and sat up. "Hey." She mumbled.
"Hey." He winced painfully moving his legs.
"I think I'm gonna go to bed now. You can leave, I'm fine."
Xander pouted, "You sure?"
Buffy nodded, "Thanks for everything."
Xander smiled, got off the couch and stretched. "'Night."
"'Night." She yawned. Xander walked out the door and she slowly got up too. Buffy went upstairs to her room, changed into her pj's and got in her bed. She moaned happily as she snuggled to her pillow.
A tiny creak was heard from her window and she jumped, "Angel!"
He sat inside her room, leaning against the window pane. "I'm sorry I didn't use the door." He patted the open window. "Old habbit."
She sat up and smiled softly. "It's good to see you again."
"You too." He gazed at her, but he kept his expression hidden in the shadows and she could scarcely see his soulful intense eyes.
"Angel, you and I both know that you don't stroll from LA, through my window, unless you have a reason. What's up?"
"Darla's back."
"But I thought you killed her."
Angel nodded, "I did. But she came back. It's a long story. I might tell you sometime, if we had time, but we don't. She's here, in Sunnydale and unpredictable."
"Maybe she went shopping," Buffy suggested, "we have a new mall downtown and everything's halfprice now." Angel got up and sat beside her.
"Buffy, this isn't a joke. Darla is extremely dangerous. She could be doing anything to anyone right now, you have no idea what she's capable of."
"I still think she's shopping." He got up and crossed her room looking at Mr Gordo.
"She went shopping in LA. Didn't end up good. A customer even went insane after the ordeal. She got off lucky..."
Buffy got out of bed. "How do we find her?"
***
What time was it? Dawn had no idea. She had been walking for hours. She thought. I need to get out here. She was walking on the highway and had been trying to get a ride for a long time now.
Finally a car slowed down beside her and the door popped open. "Need a ride?" The beautiful blonde lady smiled.
Dawn sighed relieved to see a familiar face as she entered the small blue automobile. "Aren't you Spike's friend? Darla?"
She giggled, "So you remember me." Darla pushed full force on the gas pedal and Dawn felt a sudden feeling of panick but forgot it in seconds.
***
Lucifer sat silently on Spike's couch. Spike rolled his eyes and lit a cigarrette. "What are you moping about?"
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Because you know fuck all about the world after over 100 years. You'd think you'd catch on by now."
"Atleast I know what's it's like to have loved and lost." He sneered.
Spike laughed, "Lost! You? You! You my friend, have not lost! I have!"
"And what exactly did you lose Spike?" Lucifer shouted, "Your guitar? Your beloved guitar who you cling to every night?"
"Shut your gob." Spike said as he took another drag, "You lost a look-a-like girl who didn't even like you. Neither did the first." Lucifer got up and threw Spike against the wall, "The only reason you say those things is because you've never felt what I felt! You never loved Dru like I loved Alysson."
"You have no idea what you're talking about." Spike chuckled as he adjusted his tight black t-shirt. "If you're so intent on having a fight, go pick one at a bar. This is my home. Get out."
Lucifer turned around and started walking out, "I think I'll go find Dru instead. I always wondered why she stuck with a pussy like you."
Spike sat on the couch and turned on the television. "It wasn't Dru. I just have bad taste in women." Lucifer said nothing as he walked out.
***
Angel and Buffy rushed out of the house and walked quickly down the street, talking to each other in monotone. "Where do we start?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know, but we have to find a form of transportation."
"Bus?"
"No, we can't control where we want it to go."
"So car?"
Angel nodded, "Car would be good." Buffy directed Angel off the street and cut into the woods. "I know just the person to ask." She replied.