Chapter 8-Smallville

"Chloe,

Are there any characteristics that you could describe for me? Anything

that seems to jump out at you? I need to know a few more details. I do

believe that he's a vampire, but I need all of the details you can give me. Even

the littlest thing can help.

Also, this may seem weird, but when your friend met him, did he try to

bite her? Just to be safe you shouldn't go near the graveyard at night. If there's

one vampire, there's probably more.

Sincerely,

Willow"

"Okay, so either she's highly organized, or she's actually for real," Pete said, listening as Chloe finished reading the email.

"Details?" Chloe asked. "Lana, this is your field."

Lana shrugged, moving to type into the computer.

* * *

"I can't take it. I can't take. Where's Buffy? Buffy can fix it. Where's Buffy?" Spike said, pacing in the crypt.

"Who's Buffy?" a voice asked. Her voice cut through the darkness like a knife, but the man didn't seem startled by it.

Spike spun to look at the owner of the voice. It was the girl by the tombstone, and her little blond friend. "Buffy, Buffy."

"Yeah, we got that," Chloe said tiredly. "Who is she? Who are you?"

"I'm a vampire, aren't you scared?" Spike asked, beginning to pace again.

"No, we have these," Lana replied, holding out a cross.

Spike barely glanced at them. "They burn. The burn feels good. It overpowers the pain. The pain of the spark inside."

"What's he talking about?" Lana whispered to Chloe.

"Maybe being mentally insane was a characteristic we should have told that Willow girl," Chloe whispered.

Spike stopped cold. "Willow? Where's Willow? Willow's here? Then Buffy is, too."
Chloe narrowed her eyes. "You know Willow?"

"Where's Red. Is she here?" Spike asked, turning to Lana and Chloe.

"Who's Red?" Lana asked in confusion.

"Red is Willow. Pay attention, pet," Spike said seriously.

"Wow, you really turn the weird on and off, don't you?" Chloe asked, rolling her eyes.

"Stop talking to me. I'm trying to find out. She may be coming. If she comes I must get ready," Spike muttered into the darkness, before turning back to Chloe and Lana. "Is Buffy coming?"

"Who's Buffy?? Lana asked again, sensing the change in Spike's attitude once again.

Tell me!" Spike demanded. He raised his hand to slap Lana. Before Lana could scream Spike yelled. His hands flew to his head as he was flung against the crypt wall. "Bloody chip!'

"Let's get out of here," Lana said, turning.

She and Chloe ran to the car and sped away.