A/N.- This is chapter Seven of the ENOUGH series.

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Success.

15 hours to deadline.

He had stolen what he needed and had proceeded in his task. He had found incredibly difficult entering the lair of the geeks. They had placed some automatic saws in the whole basement but they weren't functional. It seems that they were activated by body heat. And since neither he nor his burden had body heat then he had only the slight problem of the machine gun that left four holes in his stomach. Since he had fed earlier and was strong, the bullets had only managed to slow him down. This kids were incredibly adept in hiding stuff in their computers, but were stupid enough to leave their  notes in the open. Since he was technologically impaired, he opted to read every single thing he found in their lair. He found some very interesting things in their trash can. Their van had broke down a few days before and they had received the bill of it. In the bill he found the license plate number and a secondary adress. That was worth the bullets to the stomach and the other two he received when going out. He managed to rip the hydraulics that operated the machine gun. Sooner or later the slayer would come and he didn't want her to get a few bullets in her stomach.

He once again returned to the sewers, mainly because of his burden and also because of the impending dawn upon him. He had to hurry and plant the evidence in the other household and then make some phonecalls. And yet, he had to incapacitate the geeks to avoid them discovering the evidence before the cops did. Maybe he'd get his spot of violence after all.

14 hours to deadline.

He planted the next evidence after making sure that he had been invited in. This secondary adress was the weakest link's house and it had been so easy being invited in when he said he was a friend of Andrew's. It seemed that the guy had no friends and his mother had been happy to know about her son's friends. After some minutes he left and then proceeded to his idea. The plan was unfolding perfectly, but he had to make them find out that he had been in there. He had left a note in the geeks main lair and he was also leaving a note in here. But this note had to be different. Something to attrack attention and also make the geeks know that it had  been Spike who had been there.

Fire.

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13 hours to deadline.

"Are you sure that the alarm went off?" Andrew asked, a little scared that someone had entered his house.

"Yes, now back off." Warren answered, he had been looking for the two sacred orbs that would make him invincible and now this incident happened.

"Do you think the intruder also entered our main base?" Jonathan asked.

"How do you think he found out about Andrew's adress?" Warren answered, clearly annoyed by his teammate's stupid question.

"Oh." Jonathan seemed also tired. He wasn't very happy with the way things had been developing lately. He didn't want anybody to get hurt and now they had killed a girl and they were looking for a way to kill the slayer. He had never forgotten that she saved him before, twice.

They got out of the caves and headed to their van. Once inside, they turned on their monitors and saw that indeed, someone had entered their lairs. But it wasn't the slayer, as they had expected. Their  visitor was more of the undead type.

"Spike." The three said.

"How in the hell did he entered my house?" Andrew asked.

"Probably your mother invited him in." Warren said, tired of his partner's stupidity.

"He's sure risking things by walking around in daylight." Jonathan said.

Warren was about to make a comment but something caught his attention. Two things, actually. He zoomed in and saw a bundle coming slightly out of Andrew's closet. The other thing a slight tendril of smoke making its way into the camera.

"Oh my God," Andrew said, "he started a fire in my house." He panicked and moved to the driver's seat and started the van.

"Wait!" Warren said, "What is that thing in your closet?" He asked.

"I don't know!" Andrew said, placing the shifts to drive and heading home.

They drove fast and when they arrived they saw that a good portion of Andrew's house was on fire. He leapt off the van and ran to where his mother was. He hugged her and began crying with her.

"What happened, mom?" Andrew asked. His mom was near shock and couldn't answer him.

Warren and Jonathan were only stepping out of the van when they heard something that shocked them.

"There's somebody else up there!" A fireman yelled. Two more men ran inside the house to help. Warren, Jonathan and Andrew's mom stared at him. He only stared back and seemed as confused as they all were.

Moments later, the firemen came back with the same bundle that Warren had seen in the monitor earlier. It was to them a bunch of sheets wrapped around something.

Their bodies froze when a paramedic shed off the sheets and discovered a body. The body of a girl. A naked girl. With a large gash that ran from her chest to her stomach. The paramedic looked up and stared at Andrew and his mother. He looked terrified and searched for his friends' faces.

They were gone.

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"What the fuck was that?" Jonathan asked, on the verge of tears.

"I don't know," Warren answered, "but I guess that damn vampire has something to do with it."

"Where should we go?" Jonathan whispered, he had no idea of how that affected their plans, but it was very bad.

"Back to the basement, if Spike planted that body in Andrew's house, then surely there must be something in the basement." Warren stated. He was planning on using every machine and every tool he had against the vampire. 'He's gonna pay for this.' Warren thought. He was angry because he now had lost his best pawn and he hadn't been trusting so much in Jonathan. The short guy was going nuts and didn't have the guts to go on with his plans.

He was cut out of his thoughts when they arrived at his house. They stepped out of the van and ran inside, shutting down all the alarms and ran downstairs. They saw that the machine gun had been destroyed and there was some blood on the ground.

"It seems that the machinge gun didn't stop him." Jonathan whispered.

"Of course it wouldn't stop him, moron!" Warren said, smacking Jonathan in the head, "We were waiting for the slayer, or her human friends, not her pet vampire!"

They looked around but everything seemed to be ok. Until they smelt something funny.

"What's that smell?" Warren asked. Jonathan sniffed a little more and made a face.

"I have smelt something like that before." He said, and walked to where a lot of  their boxes had been piled up. He moved the boxes and saw the same image that had been engraved in his mind a few minutes before. Another dead girl, with her chest and stomach cut open. He gasped and stepped back until he slammed into their board. Warren was as shocked as he was and coudln't manage to think straightly.

"That God damned, fucking vampire!" Warren muttered. Jonathan turned around and saw a note taped to the board. He opened it and read two simple words.

TOO LATE.

'Too late for what?' Jonathan thought as he handed the note to Warren. Both their faces fell when they heard the sirens approach the house. They panicked and began to make a run for it. But Warren saw this as his opportunity. He turned around quickly and punched Jonathan in the face, sending him backways into the board. He ran outside and managed to duck beneath the bushes and made his way to his van. He was panting heavily but for some morbid reason waited until the police dragged Jonathan out and the paramedics took the body out of the basement. He had ditched his two pawns but his plans were heavily damaged by the vampire's actions. He had to do something about it.

10 hours to deadline.

Warren knew that Spike lived in a crypt in the cemetery. He had taken his precautions and since it was daylight, he knew that either the vampire was in there or he might be able to set a trap in the crypt. A lesson to the vampire who had dared to confront him. He should be know wearing the legendary orbs and he should be kicking the slayer's ass. But no, he was chasing a vampire who had dared to ruin his fun. He had made the vampire a favor by looking at a chip that was in the vampire's head. After a quick research, Warren had discovered what the chip did, so he had dismissed the vampire as a threat to them. But now, the same vampire had done what the slayer couldn't do. He had destroyed his little unit in a single day. It was unacceptable, he'd have to skip town and start anew somewhere else. He had lost all his information but he still had his van. A lot of their data was in there so he wasn't exactly in the dark. The amount of power that Jonathan's magics brought would be missed but there were a lot of warlocks in the world.

But something wasn't right. He had adjusted a tracking device attuned to the signals that the chip in Spike's head emmited. He turned the contraption on as soon as he entered the cemetery but the signal had stopped. That meant that either the vampire had skipped town or the chip had been deactivated. Both options didn't appeal to Warren. He walked to where he had seen the slayer the most. Since she confided in the vampire he assumed that maybe he'd narrow the search to those places. And by what the cameras had related to him he knew that Spike lived in the northern area of the graveyard. It was broad daylight so he was confident that he'd be safe. He began searching the crypts one by one.

However, Spike's plan had predicted his actions, and by the time he exited the fifth crypt, he was surrounded by four police cars and some officers were pointing their weapons at him.

"Well, well, young man." A police officer said, as he walked towards Warren. "It seems that you and your friends not only steal bodies from the coroner's office."

Warren's face turned a pale version of green and suddenly understood that he had been played by Spike. The two bodies in their hiding places. And he roaming a cemetary were not good appereances. Just one thing clouded his mind. How come he had been caught in here?

"I know what your thinkin', son." The officer said, "we received a phone call about a young man preying in this parts of the cemetary at late hours at night. However, the description doesn't really fit you but considering what we found in your basement, well."

Warren's fury escalated even more. They were confusing him with Spike and he knew that it was the vampire who had called the police. He was severely caught and even more screwed up. He had to run. He took out a small circle from his pocket and threw it to the ground. A magnesium flare erupted and the cops were suddenly blinded.

When they opened their eyes, the man had dissappeared.

8 hours to deadline.

End of Chapter.