"Drusilla's back," Buffy huffed. She had rushed to find the gang and tell them the news as soon as the demon had finally told her. Now she stood in the Magic Box, breathing hard from running the whole way there. They all stared at her.
"What!" Xander looked shocked. "Please tell me this is a very …unfunny joke." Buffy didn't say anything, and he shut his eyes tight.
Willow stepped up to them. "So, is she who's been causing all this weird stuff?"
Buffy looked at Giles. "It was that demon you saw. But he's working for Drusilla."
Giles pulled off his glasses. "But, what is the purpose? What were they trying to accomplish?"
"From what I could get out of him… she told him to keep us -keep me busy, so she could get to Spike." She sat down in a chair and brought her hand to her forehead.
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Tabitha stalked through the dark cemetery. She wasn't crying, yet her eyes betrayed her pain and anger. "I should've told him," she ridiculed herself. She ran her hand roughly through her hair. "I knew I should have told him! But no- I had to wait for the right time," she stated sarcastically. She stopped walking and looked around, trying to get a grip on herself. "Why'd I let myself get so caught up in this anyway? Stupid…" she bit her lip hard. Suddenly her sadness transformed into rage. Her face shifted and she growled, but there was no one around. She saw a pillar standing next to her, and she kicked it hard, leaving a large crack. Her face changed back and she sat down hard on the ground and grabbed her foot. She cast an angry glare at the still-standing pillar, then slumped over on the ground, still holding onto her injured foot. "Ow."
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"You crave it, Spike! Why can't you?" Drusilla was furious. They were in Angel's old mansion. Dru was holding a little boy about eight years old, and he was staring at Spike with big, frightened eyes. She stepped closer to Spike and tried to hand the boy to him. "I can feel your hunger." Spike just lowered his eyes. Drusilla, still carrying the boy, turned her back and stepped away from Spike.
He was desperate. She had come back to him, after all this time, ready to try again, and he still wasn't demon enough for her. It wasn't like he'd had a choice about the chip in his head, but would Dru ever accept that explanation?
Spike stepped up behind her and started to talk, but she turned around and put her finger to his lips angrily. "I found my Angel!" she informed him coldly. "And grandmother has come back, too!" She stared off past his head, still speaking, but not to him. "They must be having such a fun party…" She brought her gaze sharply back to him. "What would they think of you!" she rebuked him harshly.
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Buffy paced back and forth through the room. "So how do we find her? Spike's not gonna let this be easy on us." Buffy shook her head angrily. "Even if he fries his brain trying." Giles stood, watching her pace, and Xander and Willow sat on the couch.
Willow tried to ease her tension. "Well, we can all go." She sat forward on the edge of the couch. "You know, outnumber them?" Xander nodded thoughtfully.
Buffy's eyes grew wide as she looked at the two. "No. No way. Drusilla's pretty powerful, I don't want anybody else getting hurt." They all looked uneasy, remembering how badly it went the time they tried to do the spell to restore Angel's soul.
Suddenly the door banged open and they all jumped.
Riley stood in the open doorway. "You'll never guess what I found," he told them, a satisfied smile on his face.
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Angel's old mansion was dark and quiet, and moonlight shown in through the large windows, where Spike walked in the garden. He stopped short when he saw who was standing there. "Tabitha!" He looked surprised and concerned, and started to walk towards her, but when she looked up at him, he stopped where he was. If he had been alive, the look in her eyes would have made his heart skip a beat.
She was leaned against one of the large arched doorways, and stared at him with wide, shiny eyes. "Spike," she barely whispered.
Then she stepped forward; actually she was shoved forward- by Riley, who had a grip on her arm and had a stake positioned against her back. He had been hidden behind the stone wall of the archway the whole time. Next, Buffy stepped out from behind the wall and strode into the garden, stake in hand.
Spike swallowed hard and stared at Buffy. "What are you doing?" he demanded coldly.
Buffy smiled grimly, and stepped toward him. "You have a choice, Spike," she began, and looked purposely at Tabitha.
"What's that," Spike retorted, "Either I can kill you, or I can kill your boy scout here instead? Cause I like that."
She didn't look concerned. "Try this. You turn over Drusilla, or your girlfriend gets this lovely wooden stake driven through her heart personally by me."
She watched Spike for his reaction, but he wasn't looking at her. He stared at Tabitha, his eyes filled with confusion and pain. His jaw tightened for a moment, then he shifted his gaze to the floor. "I can't," he began.
Buffy didn't wait for the rest. "Fine then," she raised her stake. Spike panicked and dashed forward to stop her, but they were distracted by a loud crash. Chucks of clay and dirt fell around Riley's head, then he dropped to his hands and knees on the ground, releasing Tabitha. Behind him stood Drusilla, holding the remains of a clay flower pot, smiling sweetly.
Buffy ran up to attack Dru. Tabitha reacted and kicked Buffy hard in the back, knocking her to the ground beside Riley. Drusilla whirled around the fallen two. Buffy stood and faced her opponents. The three vampires stood side by side, game faces on, ready to attack.
Buffy's eyes grew cold, and drew herself up. Behind her, she heard Riley's semi-conscious groan, and she faltered. Hesitating, she glanced over her shoulder at him. She whipped out a large wooden cross and held it at the three vampires, and slowly backed up towards Riley and pulled him to his feet. A trickle of blood ran down his forehead, but she managed to get her arm around him and lead him away, meanwhile holding off the three with her cross.
"What!" Xander looked shocked. "Please tell me this is a very …unfunny joke." Buffy didn't say anything, and he shut his eyes tight.
Willow stepped up to them. "So, is she who's been causing all this weird stuff?"
Buffy looked at Giles. "It was that demon you saw. But he's working for Drusilla."
Giles pulled off his glasses. "But, what is the purpose? What were they trying to accomplish?"
"From what I could get out of him… she told him to keep us -keep me busy, so she could get to Spike." She sat down in a chair and brought her hand to her forehead.
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Tabitha stalked through the dark cemetery. She wasn't crying, yet her eyes betrayed her pain and anger. "I should've told him," she ridiculed herself. She ran her hand roughly through her hair. "I knew I should have told him! But no- I had to wait for the right time," she stated sarcastically. She stopped walking and looked around, trying to get a grip on herself. "Why'd I let myself get so caught up in this anyway? Stupid…" she bit her lip hard. Suddenly her sadness transformed into rage. Her face shifted and she growled, but there was no one around. She saw a pillar standing next to her, and she kicked it hard, leaving a large crack. Her face changed back and she sat down hard on the ground and grabbed her foot. She cast an angry glare at the still-standing pillar, then slumped over on the ground, still holding onto her injured foot. "Ow."
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"You crave it, Spike! Why can't you?" Drusilla was furious. They were in Angel's old mansion. Dru was holding a little boy about eight years old, and he was staring at Spike with big, frightened eyes. She stepped closer to Spike and tried to hand the boy to him. "I can feel your hunger." Spike just lowered his eyes. Drusilla, still carrying the boy, turned her back and stepped away from Spike.
He was desperate. She had come back to him, after all this time, ready to try again, and he still wasn't demon enough for her. It wasn't like he'd had a choice about the chip in his head, but would Dru ever accept that explanation?
Spike stepped up behind her and started to talk, but she turned around and put her finger to his lips angrily. "I found my Angel!" she informed him coldly. "And grandmother has come back, too!" She stared off past his head, still speaking, but not to him. "They must be having such a fun party…" She brought her gaze sharply back to him. "What would they think of you!" she rebuked him harshly.
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Buffy paced back and forth through the room. "So how do we find her? Spike's not gonna let this be easy on us." Buffy shook her head angrily. "Even if he fries his brain trying." Giles stood, watching her pace, and Xander and Willow sat on the couch.
Willow tried to ease her tension. "Well, we can all go." She sat forward on the edge of the couch. "You know, outnumber them?" Xander nodded thoughtfully.
Buffy's eyes grew wide as she looked at the two. "No. No way. Drusilla's pretty powerful, I don't want anybody else getting hurt." They all looked uneasy, remembering how badly it went the time they tried to do the spell to restore Angel's soul.
Suddenly the door banged open and they all jumped.
Riley stood in the open doorway. "You'll never guess what I found," he told them, a satisfied smile on his face.
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Angel's old mansion was dark and quiet, and moonlight shown in through the large windows, where Spike walked in the garden. He stopped short when he saw who was standing there. "Tabitha!" He looked surprised and concerned, and started to walk towards her, but when she looked up at him, he stopped where he was. If he had been alive, the look in her eyes would have made his heart skip a beat.
She was leaned against one of the large arched doorways, and stared at him with wide, shiny eyes. "Spike," she barely whispered.
Then she stepped forward; actually she was shoved forward- by Riley, who had a grip on her arm and had a stake positioned against her back. He had been hidden behind the stone wall of the archway the whole time. Next, Buffy stepped out from behind the wall and strode into the garden, stake in hand.
Spike swallowed hard and stared at Buffy. "What are you doing?" he demanded coldly.
Buffy smiled grimly, and stepped toward him. "You have a choice, Spike," she began, and looked purposely at Tabitha.
"What's that," Spike retorted, "Either I can kill you, or I can kill your boy scout here instead? Cause I like that."
She didn't look concerned. "Try this. You turn over Drusilla, or your girlfriend gets this lovely wooden stake driven through her heart personally by me."
She watched Spike for his reaction, but he wasn't looking at her. He stared at Tabitha, his eyes filled with confusion and pain. His jaw tightened for a moment, then he shifted his gaze to the floor. "I can't," he began.
Buffy didn't wait for the rest. "Fine then," she raised her stake. Spike panicked and dashed forward to stop her, but they were distracted by a loud crash. Chucks of clay and dirt fell around Riley's head, then he dropped to his hands and knees on the ground, releasing Tabitha. Behind him stood Drusilla, holding the remains of a clay flower pot, smiling sweetly.
Buffy ran up to attack Dru. Tabitha reacted and kicked Buffy hard in the back, knocking her to the ground beside Riley. Drusilla whirled around the fallen two. Buffy stood and faced her opponents. The three vampires stood side by side, game faces on, ready to attack.
Buffy's eyes grew cold, and drew herself up. Behind her, she heard Riley's semi-conscious groan, and she faltered. Hesitating, she glanced over her shoulder at him. She whipped out a large wooden cross and held it at the three vampires, and slowly backed up towards Riley and pulled him to his feet. A trickle of blood ran down his forehead, but she managed to get her arm around him and lead him away, meanwhile holding off the three with her cross.