I do not own these characters in any way, shape or form, but if you think
the tenth episode was crazy, here's its continuation.
...But it's Over Now
VIC: Yeah. Actually, I would.
A demon stands with his hand on the flood light which he turned off.
DEMON: Should I tell her, boss? VOICE OF FAITH: No.
Vic looks around the room - it's a basement. There is a coffee table in the middle of the room with a ragged old couch against a wall. There are a few wooden chairs sitting in random places in the room. In one corner, there is an old window with pallets stacked up to it - a woman sits on top of them.
FAITH: (from the pallet) Let her guess. VIC: Faith. FAITH: That's my name, Alicia. VIC: (gritting her teeth) That's not my name. Don't call me that. FAITH: Ok, Ali (Alley). Did you miss me? VIC: No. FAITH: Oh, I thought you'd be happy to see me: Your long last pal coming back, saving your life. VIC: Kill me then. FAITH: Maybe. Maybe, but first, you're gonna do me a favor.
Cut to: The Sunnydale Funeral Home. Buffy, Spike, Anya, Xander, and Dawn stand inside waiting for them to wheel the body out.
DAWN: What's taking them so long. BUFFY: Dawn! DAWN: I just wanna get this over with. Vic is dead- She's gone. Let's just move on. SPIKE: Well, you don't seem too torn up about it. DAWN: I've gone through my share of death and destruction. I'm desensitized to it. XANDER: Well, show some compassion, will ya? ANYA: Yeah, it's not that hard, just do what I do: Every time you wanna laugh, hold a tissue to your face, and act like you're crying. DAWN: It's not like I don't feel bad, it's just that- I thought you said Giles, Willow, and Oz were coming. BUFFY: They won't be in until later. They had to make sure the spell worked before they let Willow go. XANDER: And remember, Willow may not be the same girl as she was before. She's been bound up for over a week now, and although she may not be able to use magic, she could still be resentful and angry. Very angry. God help us. BUFFY: Yes, so everyone be nice to her, and if she wants to be left alone, leave her alone.
Cut to: The Sunnydale Airport. Oz, Willow, and Giles stand waiting for their baggage.
WILLOW: (her normal self) I don't like this. Are you sure I'm cured? I mean, that spell- you only had it active for a couple of days - I could pop at any second. GILES: I'm fairly sure you can handle it. OZ: Fairly? GILES: Your case was rather mild, and if it would have gotten any worse, it would have taken as long as it had the last time. WILLOW: But you're sure I won't go pop again? OZ: Listen to you, you're just the same old Willow - just the way I like her. WILLOW: Aww, that's sweet. No, but Giles, you're sure I can handle this?
They grab their bags and walk out of the airport. They get into a cab that takes them to the funeral home. They get out of the car. Giles pays the cabby. They stand in front of the funeral home staring at it.
GILES: Remember, I know we all didn't know this girl too well, but we have to respect her, so be sure to be on your best behavior. WILLOW: yes, father. GILES: Now, don't do that when we're in there - show compassion
They walk into the funeral home. The group is now sitting down waiting for the casket to come out.
GILES: What seems to be the problem?
A funeral director comes out to check on them.
FD: Is everything alright. SPIKE: Yeah, we're just missing a body. FD: Oh, I'll get right on that. I wonder what the trouble could-
A man comes out from one of the back rooms and whispers in the funeral director's ear. The funeral director has a look of shock on his face.
FD: Excuse me.
He runs into the back room. We hear yelling and arguing, but can't make out what they're saying.
BUFFY: What's going on in *there*? WILLOW: Maybe the one guy is sleeping with the funeral director's wife, and they are fighting over who gets her. BUFFY: Or maybe there's something wrong with Vic's body. ANYA: like they accidentally cremated her or something. BUFFY: Or something.
The door of the funeral creaks open, and Zeke walks in.
OZ: Zeke! ZEKE: (solemnly) Oh, hey Oz.
Buffy goes up and gives Zeke a hug.
BUFFY: I'm so glad you came. ZEKE: Listen, I just wanted you to know, I wanna help. BUFFY: You wanna help? ZEKE: Yeah, I wanna help you get this guy, and kill him. BUFFY: That's sweet, Zeke, but I think we've got all the help we need. ZEKE: She was my girlfriend, and I wanna help. BUFFY: Zeke! I know but I don't want to get you into any-
Spike grabs Buffy and pulls her to the side.
SPIKE: (whispering) I think you'd better let the boy help. BUFFY: (whispering) He could die - this thing killed Vic, I don't want him dying, too. SPIKE: If this thing is so powerful, we may need his help. You're in no shape to fight. BUFFY: And what's that supposed to mean? SPIKE: You're pregnant! You shouldn't be doing too much fighting. BUFFY: Fine!
Buffy turns and goes back to Zeke.
BUFFY: Fine. You can be part of the gang. ZEKE: Thank You. BUFFY: But once we get this guy, you're out. Understood? ZEKE: Understood. BUFFY: Good.
The arguing gets louder in the back room.
WILLOW: I swear. His wife is sleeping somewhere, and it isn't with him. BUFFY: I don't know. ZEKE: Where is she? BUFFY: That's what we're wondering.
The arguing gets even louder. Cut to: inside the back room:
FD: What did she do? Get up and walk out of here? GUY: The locks are broken on the back door. FD: So someone stole her? GUY: That's what we're thinking. FD: This is preposterous! What am I supposed to tell these people? GUY: uh, that the body of their loved one has disappeared.
Spike stands outside the door listening trying to make out words. From the door he hears:
FD: You know, I think you took her home and used her as your love slave.
SPIKE: Two points for Red. WILLOW: What'd he say? SPIKE: He thinks the other one took her home and used her as his love slave. WILLOW: (to Buffy) See. I told you.
The funeral director comes out of the back room.
FD: Miss Summers, Can I speak with you in private? BUFFY: Sure.
They walk over to the side.
BUFFY: what's up? FD: (whispering) We seem to have misplaced you're sister. BUFFY: (Loudly) Misplaced her? Where is she? FD: We don't know. BUFFY: (loudly) You don't know. FD: That's right.
Buffy storms through the door that goes into the back room. She starts pulling open fridges and flipping blankets off of people laying on gurneys. Vic is nowhere to be seen.
BUFFY: Where is she!?
FD: I told you, Miss, we can't find her.
Cut to: The basement where Faith has Vic.
VIC: I'm not doing you any favors. FAITH: Come on, Ali, after all I've done for you? VIC: All you've done for me? Like almost getting me killed in Cancun. FAITH: That was an accident, and you know that. VIC: What about Tahiti? FAITH: Fluke. VIC: Morocco? FAITH: Mistake. VIC: What about London? FAITH: London, now there's one I've been trying to forget about. VIC: Face it, Faith, you're reckless. FAITH: Come on, Ali, you're my blood sister.
Faith grabs Vic's left arm and pulls up the sleeve of her shirt. She reveals a scar shaped somewhat like a stake, then Faith pulls down the left end of her leather jacket to reveal the same scar on her arm.
FAITH: See. VIC: Give me some lye and we'll put an end to it. FAITH: Come on, I didn't bring you here to fight. VIC: Why did you bring me here? FAITH: To save you. VIC: Why? How? FAITH: How? I have my sources. You fall for tricks pretty easy, huh? VIC: What? FAITH: Hey, Harry, come out here.
The "Sand Man" walks out from behind the shadows. He looks like a normal person.
HARRY: Hi, I'm Harry, sorry I had to do that to you, but Faith convinced me that it was the only way to get you here. VIC: She's right, I wouldn't be caught dead here. FAITH: Thanks, Harry. (faith pulls out a roll of money) You can go now. (She hands him a wad of cash.) HARRY: Thank you. If there's anything else you need- FAITH: We'll keep in touch.
Harry leaves.
VIC: So how'd you bring me back? FAITH: You weren't even dying - or dead - it was just a potion to make you think you were. Pretty cool, huh? VIC: Moving up in the world. FAITH: That's right.
Faith grabs a knife off of the coffee table and uses it to clean under her fingernails.
FAITH: Now, as to why you are here - first you've gotta promise to do me this favor.
Faith takes the knife and starts running it across Vic's neck lightly.
VIC: I'm not afraid of dying. FAITH: I know, I heard. Impressive. So maybe I should go after Buffy and her baby. Maybe Spike - he's a vampire, I'm a slayer, it makes sense. Ooh, maybe Zeke. VIC: No! You leave them alone. FAITH: All you gotta do is promise you'll do me this one little favor. VIC: What is it?
Cut to: The funeral home. Buffy looks around for some explanation - trying to find where Vic is. She looks up at the door. The dead bolt is cut off.
BUFFY: What's up with that door. FD: We came in this morning, and it was cut. BUFFY: And Vic was gone? FD: I guess.
Buffy runs out of the back room. Everyone stands around waiting for an explanation.
BUFFY: Vic is missing. XANDER: Missing? A dead teenaged girl? GILES: Was she turned? BUFFY: No, there were no bite marks - she wasn't bit. She was stolen. WILLOW: how can you be so sure? BUFFY: Someone cut the lock on the back door. ZEKE: So what do we do now? BUFFY: We hit the books, and the streets, and in two days, I get married. DAWN: you're not seriously thinking about getting married with Vic dead and missing. BUFFY: You're the one who just wants to get it over with. ZEKE: Then let's go.
Cut to: Spike and Xander at a demon bar.
SPIKE: Now, let me do the talking. XANDER: Excuse me, I've happened to be in my share of demon bars before. SPIKE: Whatever, I'm the demon. XANDER: With a soul. SPIKE: You wanna get hit again? XANDER: Oh, bring it.
Spike goes to throw a punch, but stops.
SPIKE: Let's just stop, and find Vic. XANDER: Good point.
They sit at the bar. A demon "The Sand Man" walks in wearing a Holocaust cloak - he is wearing his "scary" face as to not seem so human. Spike turns when he hears the door open.
SPIKE: Bloody hell, there's our culprit.
Xander turns around.
XANDER: So that's the guy who killed her? How can you tell? SPIKE: Fits the description perfectly. XANDER: So what do we do? SPIKE: We go make pals with him. XANDER: Make pals? SPIKE: Pals- friends. Are you insulting the way I talk? XANDER: Yes. Yes, I am. SPIKE: Whatever. Let's go. XANDER: ok.
They walk towards Harry.
Cut to: Vic and Faith in the basement.
FAITH: Just some party crashing. VIC: Party crashing? FAITH: Yeah, you know, there's this wedding going on in a couple of days. Sounds like a good time. VIC: No. I have nothing against Buffy. She's always been good to me. FAITH: Buffy, Buffy, Buffy, BUFFY! It's all about Buffy. Come on. Where's the fun Ali who went to France with me? Remember those Parisian guys - couldn't have gotten better than that if we would have paid.
Vic laughs.
VIC: We did have some good times, didn't we? FAITH: Yeah. Remember all of those things I taught you about slaying. VIC: Sorry, but it's a job, not a pleasure. FAITH: God! What has Buffy done to you? You're all serious, "no-fun Ali!" VIC: I've cleaned my act up. FAITH: Taking the straight and narrow. Remember London? VIC: (angry) what when you stole me away from the watcher's council and got me shot? FAITH: No, those two punk vampires looking for a good time? VIC: (resentful) Oh, you mean before the council shot me in the leg? FAITH: Jesus! I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry - you know I didn't mean to get you shot! We sure showed those guys a good time, huh, but not the one they were expecting. VIC: (angrily) Oh, you mean when you beat them senseless before you lobbed off their heads? FAITH: Yeah, now that's what I call a good time. VIC: Not me. Not anymore. FAITH: Fine, Buffy protégé. I mean, what happened to you Ali? VIC: That's not my name. FAITH: Sure it is. VIC: What will it be next week, Caroline, Veronica, Katrina? Depending on what city, state, or country we're in at the time? FAITH: I thought you like that? VIC: *Liked* it. I liked being a new girl each week, enamoring guys with some new sense of self-confidence, but as you can tell, I'm not Cecelia from Jersey turning on Scottish boys with every step. FAITH: Why couldn't you be Cecelia or Stephanie from Iowa? VIC: Because I'm not that girl anymore, and I'm not gonna crash this wedding for you. FAITH: (running the knife across Vic's neck again) I don't think you understand, Ali, you will do this for me, or I'll do it with a lot more blood and gore.
Vic sighs and rolls her eyes.
VIC: What do I have to do?
Cut to: The magic Box. Every one looks through the books.
DAWN: What exactly are we looking for? BUFFY: We look up this Sand Man guy and see if he would steal her for his own pleasure. WILLOW: Also, any demons who eat dead bodies, or use the parts for something. OZ: I'll check the web for any other cases of dead teenaged girls being dug up or taken from the morgue. GILES: Do you think it's a part-collector? BUFFY: Why not? It's happened before. WILLOW: Or make a super-slayer robot. ANYA: So basically, there are millions of possibilities and one real answer. GILES: Which is why we should get to work right away.
They all sit around the magic box looking through books, and on the internet. Anya slams a book shut.
ANYA: What if it's like the funeral director said, and it's just some guy who wants a good time with a dead girl? ZEKE: Please. It's Sunnydale - normal weird stuff just doesn't happen. ANYA: Point taken, but, you know, one day something normally weird is gonna happen, and you'll all be utterly amazed, and I'll laugh! BUFFY: Can you guys just get back to the books, we have to find this guy...Quick. ANYA: What's the rush, she's dead. BUFFY: I want her back in one piece, thank you very much. Dawn stands up and puts a book back on the shelf. She goes to grab another one and starts doing that hiccup-cry thing where she sort of convulses, then she falls to the floor. Everyone glances down at her then goes back to what they were doing.
BUFFY: Dawn, we don't have time for you to throw an attention-starved tantrum now, so you can just stop!
Dawn lets out a loud high-pitched whine as she continues to cry.
BUFFY: Jesus, what is it? DAWN: (Crying loudly) Vic's dead! WILLOW: Aw, Dawnie.
Buffy goes down and hugs Dawn on the floor.
DAWN: I was putting a book away and thinking, "Vic's never gonna look through this book again, she's never gonna have to do any of this ever again, she'll never be with us EVER AGAIN!" (Dawn sobs louder)
Anya looks up at Zeke at the table.
ANYA: (under her breath) Jesus.
Zeke smiles.
Cut to: the Demon Bar. Xander and Spike are still at the bar, nowhere near Harry.
XANDER: I don't know, Spike. We can't handle this guy, what if we blow our cover, and he kills us both - then Buffy is without, and we're dead. SPIKE: Will you stop being such a tulip and get over yourself? We have to do this - for Buffy, for Vic, and most importantly: for ourselves. XANDER: When did you because all "Mr. Bold, Courageous, Knows just what to say" Guy? SPIKE: Since you started babbling like an idiot. XANDER: No, because that would mean you've always been like this, and that is definitely not true. SPIKE: Son, you don't know me, you don't know the first thing about me. All you know is that I'm "Bad." "Spike is so 'Bad.' Spike feels no remorse, he's just the same old Spike." Well, you don't know the first thing about who I was, and so you just go on and on about me being some "Bad" guy without knowing the truth. Honestly, I've always been this charismatic. XANDER: And I'm just supposed to believe this? SPIKE: Believe what you want to, I know you will anyway. Why should I try to stop you. You've already made up your mind about me, and you're so pig- headed, you're not gonna change your mind, so do what you want. What I'm sure of is that my *Fiance* knows the truth about me, and she's the only one I have to prove anything, ANYTHING to.
Xander remains silent.
SPIKE: Well, that's just what I think. Barkeep! Another pint!
The bartender slides Spike a pint of blood.
SPIKE: Thanks. (to Xander) Now let's go ad talk to this guy. XANDER: I still don't- SPIKE: (grabs Xander's collar) Petunia, you're gonna go and do this, because you love Buffy, and I love Buffy. There's no turning back - there's no coming back empty handed when we're this close to the truth. We either come back with information from this guy, or we don't come back at all. Do You Under Stand? XANDER: Y-y-yeah, of course I understand. SPIKE: (lets go of Xander's collar) Good.
Spike starts walking towards Harry, Xander stumbles then follows.
Cut to: The Magic Box: Dawn sits at the table still whimpering going through a book, Anya is sitting on the floor next to the table. She closes her book, and pushes herself up off of the floor with a loud groan.
ANYA: I don't see why I was the one who had to sit on the floor. If you wanted Dawn to sit up at the table, one of you should have given up one of your seats. Jeeze- o -Peats. Why me? BUFFY: Anya, you'll just have to suck it up for a while. ANYA: I have to suck it up for a while? Why don't you suck it up for a while? (She grabs a book and sits back down on the floor) Do you know how much business I'm losing from closing all the time so we can do research? Why do you have to research here? Can't you do it at your house. Then when someone makes a mess, you can clean it up and I won't even have to worry about it. But no, you sit here, go through my books, put them back in the wrong order, and cost me money while doing it. And I'm tired of it. I'm sick and tired of it. WILLOW: (picking up her lap top and setting it on the ground) Here. Anya, you can have my spot. ANYA: I don't want your spot. I want money, and I want a clean shop before you guys leave. That's what I want! BUFFY: (rolling her eyes) Fine, Anya, we'll be sure to clean up every night we have to research for the rest of our lives. Happy? ANYA: Don't roll your eyes at me, young lady. I'm older than everyone in this room put together, so I deserve some respect. GILES: We're respecting you. Just calm down, and come sit over here. Buffy already said we'd tidy up beofre we leave, every night now. ANYA: (calming down) Well, that still doesn't solve the money issue, but I guess i can live with that. WILLOW: (under her breath) You could always die with that.
Oz looks over to Willow hearing what she just said. Willow smiles back at him.
DAWN: What are we looking for again? BUFFY: Anything that would steal a dead body from a funeral home. Plus, Vic said just before she- well, she said, it was a big, scary looking guy in a Holocaust Cloak. DAWN: Oh. So a big scary looking guy in a Holocaust cloak. OZ: He's the same guy that was giving you guys the dreams, but nothing in his profile says anything about taking the bodies of his victims, or resurrecting them. BUFFY: Then we keep looking. And we hope Spike and Xander find something...or someone. GILES: Have you ever thought that another person did this? BUFFY: But why?
Cut to Faith's hide-out.
VIC: But why? FAITH: Why what? VIC: Why do you want to hurt Buffy, or any of them? FAITH: Do we have to go through this a million times? She tired to kill me, she thinks she's better than me, plus, she killed my old boss, and I really like that. VIC: I just think you're jealous. FAITH: Jealous? VIC: Yeah, of all she has. Family, friends, a fiance. You have none of that. It seems pretty callous to me. FAITH: Yeah, it is callous. I'm a mean, heartless bitch! Or hasn't anyone told you. You don't seem to be able to form opinions on your own anymore. VIC: (rudely glaring up at Faith form her chair) Oh, honey...I form my own opinions. In fact, I feel that your shoes are bold and daring. (Shot of Faith's shoes, old filled with holes and caked with dirt) Oh, yeah, I especially like the holes in the bottom with cardboard for a soul. Not living in the lap of luxury anymore, are ya? FAITH: (running the blade of her knife across Vic's neck again) Are you trying to make me mad, *Ali?* Because it's not gonna work, *Ali.* So you might as well stop trying, *Ali.* VIC: GO ahead, cut me. Slit my throat, kill me dead, and then DO YOUR DIRTY WORK BY YOURSELF! FAITH: Oh, you'd like me to kill you wouldn't you Ali? You wanna die. You're not afraid. Well, I think I've pin-pointed your fear. You fear for others. So you'll do this bit of work for me, and you'll enjoy it, or all of the people you've *ever* loved will be tortured and killed, and you'll watch. VIC: So what's your master plan, Yoda? Go in there guns blazing and get yourself killed? You make *have* been a slayer, Faithie, but you're still crazy. FAITH: Oh, I may be crazy, but that makes it even easier to bring the house down, and believe me, that house will be coming down! VIC; And, so what? You need me to be your eyes and ears on the inside. See what's up? I'll do it. Oh, I'll do it, but if you lay a finger on any innocent party, including Buffy, I'll kill you, and I'll make it forever, you psycho bitch! Now give me some scotch before I kill you now and let me go! FAITH: What is wrong with you! When did you become so super-empowered? I scraped you off of the floor in London every night that you got plastered, and this is how you repay me? Oh, you'd better believe I'm going after Buffy, and you *will* help me! I'm gonna take this town back for my boss, the Mayor, and once I bring him back, we'll own it, and the whole world as you know it will come crashing down. All I have to do is get rid of Buffy. Now, go home, I'll call you, don't call me. VIC: I wouldn't want to.
Faith blindfolds Vic, and unties her. Two Vampires take Vic up the stairs of a house. As they pass through the living room, we see an arm of a person laying limp behind the couch in a pool of blood. The vamps take Vic out of the house and put her in a car. They drive her to the cemetery where she was "killed" and leave her. She takes off the blindfold.
VIC: (quoting the crucible) "You mad. You murderous bitch!" God, what am I doing? I'm about to betray the only family I've ever had. Now, where would they be?
Cut to: The demon bar. Spike and Xander pull up a chair at the table where Harry is sitting alone. Harry looks up.
SPIKE: Hello. HARRY: Hello? XANDER: (afraid) Howdy. HARRY: Do I know you guys, or something? SPIKE: Not at all, chap. We're just regulars, and we saw that you were all alone, maybe need some cheering up. HARRY: You're awfully friendly for vampires. XANDER: Oh, I'm not a vampire. I'm a-a vengeance demon. HARRY: I thought vengeance demons were girls. XANDER: Well, you were miss-informed. In fact, the Justice Demons, which is our technical name, have become more male friendly. We're broadening our horizons. HARRY: You're still awful friendly. SPIKE: And why shouldn't we be. You're not a human, or some evil being that would want to do harm to us...Speaking of harm, I got a real peach earlier tonight, thought about turning her, but I'm generally picky about who I turn. Don't wanna turn someone who might not live up to your expectations. XANDER: But then again, you could always stake her, right? SPIKE: I'm a vampire, don't joke about staking. XANDER: Sorry. You know they say that the greatest kill for a vampire is a slayer. SPIKE: Yeah, I know - I've killed two of them. XANDER: Two. Wow! Have you killed any, um - sorry, I didn't catch your name. HARRY: My name is Harry. And , yes, I got a slayer just last night.
Spike and Xander look at each other in fear and relief at the same time.
XANDER: (blankly trying to make everything still seem normal- while staring off into space) Just last night, huh? Which one, I heard there were two. HARRY: The young one. Boy was she fearless...right until the very end. SPIKE: How'd you do it? HARRY: Sword through the gut. SPIKE: How do you know she died then. Did you stay and watch her or something? HARRY: No, no I didn't. XANDER: (collected) Then how do you know, come on, tell me all of the details. HARRY: I saw her at the funeral home. XANDER: You went to her funeral? HARRY: N-no, I stole her for my boss. SPIKE: You have a boss? You're not free agent? HARRY: Naw, no she pays me well. She's the new power in Sunnydale. SPIKE: New power? sound good. Why don't you take us to her. XANDER: Yeah, I know I could use a little fun. HARRY: Good. She could use some more people.
They stand up and leave the demon bar, and walk down a dark alley. After they are a safe distance from the bar:
SPIKE: NOW!
Spike and Xander jump on Harry beating him down until he is unconscious.
SPIKE: That should do it. XANDER: How are we gonna get him back to the Magic Box? SPIKE: How are *you* gonna do it? XANDER: The house is closer. SPIKE: Fine, we'll take him to the house, but you're carrying him. XANDER: Hey! Who put you in charge? SPIKE: The fact that I'm bigger than you, stronger than you, and have the monstrous advantage of being a vampire is what puts me in charge. XANDER: Good point.
Cut to: Vic walking down the streets of Sunnydale. She stops.
VIC: Home? Would they be at the house? Or would they be trying to find what killed me? Do they know what killed me? Are they going after that Sand Man jerk right now? Tearing out his insides and painting the town with them? No. They're probably still researching. Finding as much as they can about this guy. They don't even know who he is. Maybe I shouldn't go right to them. Maybe I just need some me time- to think about things. Work stuff out. They would understand that - so would Faith. Then again, they'd be mad because I didn't come straight to them and tell them I was ok.
Vic sits down on a bench in downtown Sunnydale. She is still talking to herself, people look at her strangely as they pass.
VIC: how do I explain it to them? "Hey! I wasn't really dead, he just fooled us into thinking I was. Funny, huh?" How do i leave Faith out of the conversation - should I just tell them about her?
Cut to: The Summers' House. Everyone is there - except Vic. Harry is tied down in the basement. He sits in a chair. Buffy and Spike stand there interrogating him while everyone else sits on the steps listening.
ANYA: Why isn't he talking? OZ: It's kind of ironic that this whole thing is taking place in Vic's room. XANDER: Shhh.
BUFFY: So, Harry, who's your boss? HARRY: I'm not telling you anything.
Buffy punches Harry with all of her force. Harry's head snaps to the side, he cocks it back into place.
HARRY: Ow! What was that for? BUFFY: It would be a lot less painless if you'd just cooperate. Now, who do you work for?
Zeke and Dawn sit next to each other on the top step.
DAWN: (whispering) It's scary to think that that thing killed Vic. ZEKE: Don't worry, it's not gonna hurt you. (Puts his arm around her) I won't let it. I promise. DAWN: (afraid, flustered, blushing, smiling) I can't stay down here.
Dawn stand up and walks out of the kitchen and up to her room. Zeke follows her.
ZEKE: Dawn! Are you all right? DAWN: I'm fine. Just go back downstairs.
Dawn is in her room, and Zeke stands outside of the closed door.
ZEKE: Are you sure.
There is no sound from Dawn's room.
ZEKE: Dawn? (silence) Dawn? (Silence) Dawn! (silence)
Zeke opens the door. Dawn is sitting on her bed staring at where the door knob used to be.
DAWN: I didn't invite you in. ZEKE: You were quiet - I didn't know if something had hurt you, or if you'd hung yourself, or something like that.
Zeke sits next to her on the bed. Dawn still stares at the door knob.
DAWN: You were worried about me? ZEKE: Of course I was. (Dawn's gaze hasn't moved) Are you okay? DAWN: (smiles, still gazing) Peachy. ZEKE: Then why won't you look at me? DAWN: I can't.
Zeke brings his bent finger on the other side of Dawn's chin and uses his knuckle to turn her chin so she is facing him.
ZEKE: Why not? DAWN: You're Vic's boyfriend. ZEKE: So you shun me for having a dead girlfriend? DAWN: No, I shun myself for liking the boyfriend of my dead friend. ZEKE: (grinning) Well. I like you too.
They kiss. Let the make-out session begin.
Cut to: The basement.
BUFFY: Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry. If you would just tell us who your boss is, we'd let you go with very few problems. HARRY: I can't tell you. BUFFY: then, tell me what you did with Vic. HARRY: My boss has her. SPIKE: And what does your boss want with a dead slayer? HARRY: A favor. SPIKE: How do you get a favor from a dead person? BUFFY: (quietly) Please tell me it wasn't sexual. HARRY: Your slayer. She isn't dead. BUFFY: Vic's not dead? HARRY: No, it was this potion and a bunch of little party tricks to amke you guys think she was dead. Even she thought she was dead.
Upstairs: Dawn's Bedroom. Dawn and Zeke continue to make out on Dawn's bed. Dawn starts to undo Zeke's belt buckle. Zeke holds Dawn's shoulders back from him.
ZEKE: Dawn, if you don't want to- DAWN: I do.
They continue with their naughty badness. They have sex - you know the drill.
Cut to: Vic walking through downtown Sunnydale talking to herself.
VIC: When I get there - what will they do? What will they say? What will they think? What if they think I was playing some huge joke on them and they'll kick me out and I'll be all alone. I'll be forced to live with Faith and with cardboard in the souls of my shoes. What if I just tell them the truth? Tell them what Faith is planning to do. They'll believe me. They'll have to.
Cut to: The Summers' basement: Buffy and Spike are still interrogating Harry.
BUFFY: Where is she? HARRY: Where's who? BUFFY: Vic! HARRY: Who's Vic? SPIKE: Where's the other slayer? HARRY: Last I saw of her was when she was with my boss. BUFFY: What did your boss want her to do - what was the favor? HARRY: I'm not too sure, my boss only uses me for isolated jobs - I'm not sure of her plans for your little slayer.
Buffy and Spike step away from Harry and turn to the others.
BUFFY: I think we've got all he knows. SPIKE: Or all he'll tell us. BUFFY: Well, if we can't get he name of his boss, or why they have Vic - he's useless. GILES: Perhaps we should keep him down here - just in case he decides to reveal something vital. BUFFY: ok, well we should have someone down here just in case he spills. Xander and Anya - you guys take first watch. XANDER: Will do.
Everyone else goes up the stairs.
ANYA: It's always, "Anya, do this. Anya, do that." I never get to do what I wanna do. They're always making decisions for me. XANDER: Anya, just hush.
Cut to: Dawn's room. Dawn's asleep next to Zeke on the bed. Zeke looks over at her.
ZEKE: (Ashamed) Oh God.
Cut to: Buffy runs up the stairs semi-happily - as happily as a person can get when she finds out that thankfully her friend is alive, but happens to be being held hostage. She walks down the hall and up to Dawn's door. As any gaurdian will do, she opens the door as she is talking.
BUFFY: Hey! Dawn, guess- (the door opens to reveal Dawn and Zeke naked under the covers) Oh My God!
Zeke sits up in the bed and wraps the sheet around him as much as he can without taking it off of Dawn. Buffy stares, mouth gaping. The doorbell rings downstairs - Dawn is jolted awake.
WILLOW: (from downstairs) I'll get it!
DAWN: Buffy!
SPIKE: (from downstairs) Buffy! Dawn! Come downstairs! Vic is here. Hurry! Quick!
Spike runs upstairs to get the others. He sees Buffy standing outside Dawns room frozen in awe. He runs up behind her not thinking ay better.
SPIKE: Whatcha lookin' a-
Spike sees the catastrophe that is and is about to take place.
SPIKE: Oh...Bloody Hell! BUFFY: (still gawking in amazement) Spike... SPIKE: Yeah, love? BUFFY: Go downstairs. Stall. Stall as if your life depends on it. Go now!
Spike runs back downstairs.
BUFFY: (in a very small ashamed voice) Both of you...get dressed. Don't say anything about this. We'll handle it later. Zeke, your girlfriend is alive, and escaped great evil to get back to you and us. When you come down, don't say a word about this. I'll go handle it downstairs. DAWN: (ashamed) Buffy... BUFFY: Dawn! We'll talk about it later. I'll tell them that you were crying about Vic, and Zeke and I were up here consoling you. DAWN: Buffy... BUFFY: (walking away) I have to go downstairs.
Buffy walks down the stairs slowly.
Living room: Spike's best attempt to stall:
SPIKE: We've got that guy who did this to you in the basement if you want to beat him up. VIC: (smiles) No, that's ok, I just want to see everyone.
Vic goes toward the stairs, Spike stand in front of her.
SPIKE: We could go and see Xander and Anya first. They're watching that beast who did this to you, so while you visit them, you might as well beat the piss out of that nasty bloke. VIC: Spike, I-I have to pee, let me go upstairs.
Buffy finally comes down the stairs.
VIC: Buffy! It's so good to see you.
Buffy gives Vic a huge hug.
BUFFY: You too. Um, Dawn was, um upset over your death, so um, Zeke and I were just up there consoling her. VIC: Zeke's up there!? BUFFY: Yeah.
Vic pushes them out of the way and runs up to go and see Zeke.
BUFFY: VIC!
Vic is already upstairs and at Dawns door. She pulls open the door in a rush to see Zeke and Dawn putting on the last of their clothes.
VIC: W-Wh-What's going on in here. ZEKE: Vic! I-It's not what it looks like. You see, Dawn was upset about you dying and I was just- VIC: And you need to take your clothes off to make her feel better? ZEKE: Well, no. B-But- VIC: So, I hadn't even been dead 24 hours and you were already screwing one of my friends? DAWN: Vic, I didn't - I wasn't- VIC: Sweetie, it take two to tango so don't lay your naive excuses on me! ZEKE: Vic, honey. VIC: Oh, don't "Vic, honey" me! Get the hell out of my house!
Zeke finishes tying his shoes and walks out of the room. Vic follows him down the stairs, and to the door. Zeke grabs his coat. Vic opens the door and he walks out.
VIC: And don't come crawling back here tomorrow with your pitiful excuses! You did wrong! I don't care if thought I was dead - it's still wrong!
Zeke storms off. A crowd has formed around the door. Giles, Oz, and Willow have confused looks on their faces. Dawn has finally come downstairs. Vic turns around and looks at Dawn.
VIC: How could you!? (calming down) I don't want any excuses - I don't wanna hear anything from you. I know what happened, I understand why it did, and that's all I need to know. I don't blame you. I blame him. DAWN: Vic, I- VIC: Shhh, I said I don't wanna hear about it.
Giles, Oz, and Willow finally understand what and happened. Vic sits down on the sofa. Everyone else sits down.
BUFFY: Willow, Oz - why don't you relieve Xander and Anya of their duties, and fill them in while your at it. WILLOW: Ok.
Willow and Oz get up and walk off.
SPIKE: So, Vic, where have you been? VIC: Well, when I woke up, I was in this basement, and - BUFFY: And what? VIC: I-I don't know if I should tell you. You see, I haven't told you some things about my past. Some things that are really important. BUFFY: Well, tell us now, we won't get mad. VIC: Yes you will BUFFY: No w- VIC: SO I just wanna tell you guys that I'm a completely different person than I was back then. BUFFY: What is it, Vic? VIC: In London, after the Counsel had tried to tame me, someone broke me out. We traveled the world having fun and killing vampires. It was a blast-
Xander and Anya come in the room and sit down.
VIC: We'd go to a new city every couple of days. We'd use fake names and accents - be completely different people. This person - was Faith. BUFFY: Faith? VIC: (almost in tears) The Watcher's Counsel finally catches up with us when we amke a stop back in London. The catch me and put me in containment until I calm back down - become an upstanding citizen. So, Faith breaks me out, and as we're runny away, I get shot in the leg. After that, I changed. I left Faith and resumed my job as a good upstanding slayer. I came here after being in Africa for a while, and was actually kind of enjoying my life. So Faith hires that guy you've got tied up downstairs to drug me and whatever - make everyone think I was dead. I woke up this morning in some basement with Faith holding a knife to my throat. She wanted me to do her a favor. "crash a little party," she said. The wedding. So, I'm supposed to be Faith's eyes and ears in here and tell her everything that's going on so she can crash it, and kill you, Buffy. BUFFY: Why? VIC: Jealousy, revenge - it's Faith we're talking about - she's crazy. But she's looking to bring the mayor back and cause chaos. The first thing she need to do to do that is to get rid of you. BUFFY: Well, thank you. I feel that I can trust you, and I appreciate your honesty, but I can't let you stay here. Not until after the wedding. I can't risk it. I don't know if she's brain-washed you or anything. We'll put you up in a hotel or something until all of this is sorted out. VIC: That makes sense. I don't wanna endanger any of you. BUFFY: Go downstairs. Pack up some stuff.
Vic gets up and goes downstairs.
BUFFY: Will everyone excuse Dawn and I, please? We need to have a discussion. If you could all go into the kitchen. Maybe make yourselves something to eat?
Giles, Anya, Xander, and Spike leave the room and head to the kitchen.
DAWN: Buffy, I- BUFFY: Dawn! I know why you did it. I just can't believe *that* you did it. You know better, and with Vic's boyfriend no less. Dawn, you've never really talked to him ever! There's no way you could have felt anything but a little bit of lust towards him, but you acted on it, and now, don't come running to me for anything that has to do with this incident. Dawn, what you did was wrong, and you need to be aware of it. DAWN: I know. BUFFY: Good.
Buffy walks over to Dawn and give her a hug.
BUFFY: Now promise me that you won't ever have sex again until you're good and married. DAWN: (rolling her eyes) Buffy! BUFFY: A girl can dream, can't she?
Vic comes in the room. The others follow.
VIC: I'm ready. BUFFY: Ok. Xander can you take Vic to a hotel? (to Vic) Do you have any money? VIC: Yeah. BUFFY: Ok, good. Spike, will you please get that funky dream beastie out of my basement? SPIKE: Sure.
Buffy walks over to Vic and gives her a hug.
BUFFY: Don't worry, it's just for a few days. VIC: I'll see you soon.
Xander opens the door for Vic and they walk out. In the back, Spike pushes Harry out of the door.
SPIKE: Go on, and don't you ever come back!
Cut to: Faith's Hideout. Harry is talking to Faith.
FAITH: That little witch ratted me out? Well, we're just gonna have to go in there unprepared - just how I like it.
Cut to: A Motel. Vic is in her room singing to herself, braiding her hair.
VIC: ( Over all the action this song can be heard) Counting Crows: "Up All Night (Frankie Miller Goes to Hollywood):" Is everybody happy now Is everybody clear We could drive out to the dunes tonight Summer's almost here
I've been up all night I might sleep all day Get your dreams just right Let them sleep away I might sleep all day
And when the roads are clear You head on out of here And if you're coming back I'll see you in the morning I'm just staring at The ceiling staring back at me Just waiting for daylight to come crawling in on me
I've been up all night I might sleep all day Get your dreams just right Let them sleep away I might sleep all day
It's too late to get high now
Fix your hair just right Put your jeans on tight Or wear a dress so I can get it off real easy I'd been thinking I'd like to see Your eyes open up real wide the minute that you see me But if you don't come through I wouldn't with for you I understand that everyone goes disappearing Into the greater great that covers over every day And hovers in the distance...
I've been up all night I might sleep all day Get your dreams just right Let them sleep away I might sleep all day
It's too late to get high now
As Vic sings the song: Cut to: The Wedding. Night. Willow is the only Bridesmaid. Giles walks Buffy down the aisle. The wedding is held in their living room. Everyone else watches from dining room chairs set to make an aisle for Buffy to walk through. The minister wears no crosses. Buffy and Spike hold hands and face each other. We can see them each say their vows, then over Vic's singing, Buffy and Spike both say, "I do."
MINISTER: You may now kiss the bride.
As they kiss, Vic's singing goes back to it's normal volume. Suddenly the door is kicked in and Faith walks in.
FAITH: Hey, B! Miss me?
Faith is holding a cross-bow.
BUFFY: Actually, we were expecting you.
Everyone reaches under their seats and grabs a weapon.
FAITH: Come on in, Boys.
Vampires enter from all sides. Everyone fights. The minister grabs a cross that has bee tucked under his shirt. Spike goes after Faith, trying to protect Buffy from her. A vicious battle ensues. Suddenly, Vic appears in the doorway. She rushes over to Faith. The furious battle rages. All of the vampires are dead, and everyone watches the fight between Faith and Vic.
FAITH: You ready to give in? VIC: Chute! I'm just getting started. Why? You tired already? FAITH: Of course not! Just giving you a way out. VIC: Well, you're the one who's gonna need it.
They fight more, knocking over chairs, and things off of the desk. Finally, Spike steps in.
SPIKE: Hey, Faith...
Faith turns around, and Spike whacks her in the head with a chair.
VIC: Happy Thanksgiving. BUFFY: Come on, let's tie her up - this girl need some intense psychiatric care. SPIKE: Well, Vic, I guess you're back in the house now. VIC: Thanks Mom and Pop, but right now, I'd love to celebrate with you, but I kinda wanna take care of something at the Bronze.
Cut to: Zeke and a band mate packing up their gear for the night. Zeke is wrapping chords around his arm. His band mate goes to load the drums into the van.
VIC: (behind him) Did you like it? ZEKE: It meant nothing. VIC: (sarcastically) Oh, so that makes it okay. ZEKE: Did you just come here to punish me some more? VIC: No. It may sound like it, but no. ZEKE: Then, why are you here? VIC: To listen to you - what you have to say about it.
Zeke turns around.
ZEKE: There was so much pain. All the love and happiness had been drained fro me and all that was left was pain and anger and fear. And I just wanted to feel something that wasn't pain. Even if it was for just a split second, so that's what I did. It was an accident, I just missed you so much. VIC: So you used Dawn. You took something that's most sacred to a girl, and you used her. ZEKE: You want me to say it? Yes, I used her - I didn't mean to, I didn't mean for any of this to happen. VIC: (Hugging him) (Sweetly, joking) You are such a naughty boy. Come on, let's go - there's a wedding reception going on.
Zeke's friend walks back into the room from loading the equipment.
FRIEND: (to Vic) Hey! I thought you were dead. VIC: I was, but I came back. FRIEND: Cool...you're not a vampire or anything are you? VIC: No, FRIEND: Good, because I once had a vampire for a girlfriend - that was a bummer - she almost killed me. Freaky.
Zeke's friend leaves.
VIC: And they say that no one is aware of the forces of evil going on around here. Come on, let's go.
Cut to: the Summers' house. The wedding reception is on! Everyone is dancing and having fun. PARTY!
The End
...But it's Over Now
VIC: Yeah. Actually, I would.
A demon stands with his hand on the flood light which he turned off.
DEMON: Should I tell her, boss? VOICE OF FAITH: No.
Vic looks around the room - it's a basement. There is a coffee table in the middle of the room with a ragged old couch against a wall. There are a few wooden chairs sitting in random places in the room. In one corner, there is an old window with pallets stacked up to it - a woman sits on top of them.
FAITH: (from the pallet) Let her guess. VIC: Faith. FAITH: That's my name, Alicia. VIC: (gritting her teeth) That's not my name. Don't call me that. FAITH: Ok, Ali (Alley). Did you miss me? VIC: No. FAITH: Oh, I thought you'd be happy to see me: Your long last pal coming back, saving your life. VIC: Kill me then. FAITH: Maybe. Maybe, but first, you're gonna do me a favor.
Cut to: The Sunnydale Funeral Home. Buffy, Spike, Anya, Xander, and Dawn stand inside waiting for them to wheel the body out.
DAWN: What's taking them so long. BUFFY: Dawn! DAWN: I just wanna get this over with. Vic is dead- She's gone. Let's just move on. SPIKE: Well, you don't seem too torn up about it. DAWN: I've gone through my share of death and destruction. I'm desensitized to it. XANDER: Well, show some compassion, will ya? ANYA: Yeah, it's not that hard, just do what I do: Every time you wanna laugh, hold a tissue to your face, and act like you're crying. DAWN: It's not like I don't feel bad, it's just that- I thought you said Giles, Willow, and Oz were coming. BUFFY: They won't be in until later. They had to make sure the spell worked before they let Willow go. XANDER: And remember, Willow may not be the same girl as she was before. She's been bound up for over a week now, and although she may not be able to use magic, she could still be resentful and angry. Very angry. God help us. BUFFY: Yes, so everyone be nice to her, and if she wants to be left alone, leave her alone.
Cut to: The Sunnydale Airport. Oz, Willow, and Giles stand waiting for their baggage.
WILLOW: (her normal self) I don't like this. Are you sure I'm cured? I mean, that spell- you only had it active for a couple of days - I could pop at any second. GILES: I'm fairly sure you can handle it. OZ: Fairly? GILES: Your case was rather mild, and if it would have gotten any worse, it would have taken as long as it had the last time. WILLOW: But you're sure I won't go pop again? OZ: Listen to you, you're just the same old Willow - just the way I like her. WILLOW: Aww, that's sweet. No, but Giles, you're sure I can handle this?
They grab their bags and walk out of the airport. They get into a cab that takes them to the funeral home. They get out of the car. Giles pays the cabby. They stand in front of the funeral home staring at it.
GILES: Remember, I know we all didn't know this girl too well, but we have to respect her, so be sure to be on your best behavior. WILLOW: yes, father. GILES: Now, don't do that when we're in there - show compassion
They walk into the funeral home. The group is now sitting down waiting for the casket to come out.
GILES: What seems to be the problem?
A funeral director comes out to check on them.
FD: Is everything alright. SPIKE: Yeah, we're just missing a body. FD: Oh, I'll get right on that. I wonder what the trouble could-
A man comes out from one of the back rooms and whispers in the funeral director's ear. The funeral director has a look of shock on his face.
FD: Excuse me.
He runs into the back room. We hear yelling and arguing, but can't make out what they're saying.
BUFFY: What's going on in *there*? WILLOW: Maybe the one guy is sleeping with the funeral director's wife, and they are fighting over who gets her. BUFFY: Or maybe there's something wrong with Vic's body. ANYA: like they accidentally cremated her or something. BUFFY: Or something.
The door of the funeral creaks open, and Zeke walks in.
OZ: Zeke! ZEKE: (solemnly) Oh, hey Oz.
Buffy goes up and gives Zeke a hug.
BUFFY: I'm so glad you came. ZEKE: Listen, I just wanted you to know, I wanna help. BUFFY: You wanna help? ZEKE: Yeah, I wanna help you get this guy, and kill him. BUFFY: That's sweet, Zeke, but I think we've got all the help we need. ZEKE: She was my girlfriend, and I wanna help. BUFFY: Zeke! I know but I don't want to get you into any-
Spike grabs Buffy and pulls her to the side.
SPIKE: (whispering) I think you'd better let the boy help. BUFFY: (whispering) He could die - this thing killed Vic, I don't want him dying, too. SPIKE: If this thing is so powerful, we may need his help. You're in no shape to fight. BUFFY: And what's that supposed to mean? SPIKE: You're pregnant! You shouldn't be doing too much fighting. BUFFY: Fine!
Buffy turns and goes back to Zeke.
BUFFY: Fine. You can be part of the gang. ZEKE: Thank You. BUFFY: But once we get this guy, you're out. Understood? ZEKE: Understood. BUFFY: Good.
The arguing gets louder in the back room.
WILLOW: I swear. His wife is sleeping somewhere, and it isn't with him. BUFFY: I don't know. ZEKE: Where is she? BUFFY: That's what we're wondering.
The arguing gets even louder. Cut to: inside the back room:
FD: What did she do? Get up and walk out of here? GUY: The locks are broken on the back door. FD: So someone stole her? GUY: That's what we're thinking. FD: This is preposterous! What am I supposed to tell these people? GUY: uh, that the body of their loved one has disappeared.
Spike stands outside the door listening trying to make out words. From the door he hears:
FD: You know, I think you took her home and used her as your love slave.
SPIKE: Two points for Red. WILLOW: What'd he say? SPIKE: He thinks the other one took her home and used her as his love slave. WILLOW: (to Buffy) See. I told you.
The funeral director comes out of the back room.
FD: Miss Summers, Can I speak with you in private? BUFFY: Sure.
They walk over to the side.
BUFFY: what's up? FD: (whispering) We seem to have misplaced you're sister. BUFFY: (Loudly) Misplaced her? Where is she? FD: We don't know. BUFFY: (loudly) You don't know. FD: That's right.
Buffy storms through the door that goes into the back room. She starts pulling open fridges and flipping blankets off of people laying on gurneys. Vic is nowhere to be seen.
BUFFY: Where is she!?
FD: I told you, Miss, we can't find her.
Cut to: The basement where Faith has Vic.
VIC: I'm not doing you any favors. FAITH: Come on, Ali, after all I've done for you? VIC: All you've done for me? Like almost getting me killed in Cancun. FAITH: That was an accident, and you know that. VIC: What about Tahiti? FAITH: Fluke. VIC: Morocco? FAITH: Mistake. VIC: What about London? FAITH: London, now there's one I've been trying to forget about. VIC: Face it, Faith, you're reckless. FAITH: Come on, Ali, you're my blood sister.
Faith grabs Vic's left arm and pulls up the sleeve of her shirt. She reveals a scar shaped somewhat like a stake, then Faith pulls down the left end of her leather jacket to reveal the same scar on her arm.
FAITH: See. VIC: Give me some lye and we'll put an end to it. FAITH: Come on, I didn't bring you here to fight. VIC: Why did you bring me here? FAITH: To save you. VIC: Why? How? FAITH: How? I have my sources. You fall for tricks pretty easy, huh? VIC: What? FAITH: Hey, Harry, come out here.
The "Sand Man" walks out from behind the shadows. He looks like a normal person.
HARRY: Hi, I'm Harry, sorry I had to do that to you, but Faith convinced me that it was the only way to get you here. VIC: She's right, I wouldn't be caught dead here. FAITH: Thanks, Harry. (faith pulls out a roll of money) You can go now. (She hands him a wad of cash.) HARRY: Thank you. If there's anything else you need- FAITH: We'll keep in touch.
Harry leaves.
VIC: So how'd you bring me back? FAITH: You weren't even dying - or dead - it was just a potion to make you think you were. Pretty cool, huh? VIC: Moving up in the world. FAITH: That's right.
Faith grabs a knife off of the coffee table and uses it to clean under her fingernails.
FAITH: Now, as to why you are here - first you've gotta promise to do me this favor.
Faith takes the knife and starts running it across Vic's neck lightly.
VIC: I'm not afraid of dying. FAITH: I know, I heard. Impressive. So maybe I should go after Buffy and her baby. Maybe Spike - he's a vampire, I'm a slayer, it makes sense. Ooh, maybe Zeke. VIC: No! You leave them alone. FAITH: All you gotta do is promise you'll do me this one little favor. VIC: What is it?
Cut to: The funeral home. Buffy looks around for some explanation - trying to find where Vic is. She looks up at the door. The dead bolt is cut off.
BUFFY: What's up with that door. FD: We came in this morning, and it was cut. BUFFY: And Vic was gone? FD: I guess.
Buffy runs out of the back room. Everyone stands around waiting for an explanation.
BUFFY: Vic is missing. XANDER: Missing? A dead teenaged girl? GILES: Was she turned? BUFFY: No, there were no bite marks - she wasn't bit. She was stolen. WILLOW: how can you be so sure? BUFFY: Someone cut the lock on the back door. ZEKE: So what do we do now? BUFFY: We hit the books, and the streets, and in two days, I get married. DAWN: you're not seriously thinking about getting married with Vic dead and missing. BUFFY: You're the one who just wants to get it over with. ZEKE: Then let's go.
Cut to: Spike and Xander at a demon bar.
SPIKE: Now, let me do the talking. XANDER: Excuse me, I've happened to be in my share of demon bars before. SPIKE: Whatever, I'm the demon. XANDER: With a soul. SPIKE: You wanna get hit again? XANDER: Oh, bring it.
Spike goes to throw a punch, but stops.
SPIKE: Let's just stop, and find Vic. XANDER: Good point.
They sit at the bar. A demon "The Sand Man" walks in wearing a Holocaust cloak - he is wearing his "scary" face as to not seem so human. Spike turns when he hears the door open.
SPIKE: Bloody hell, there's our culprit.
Xander turns around.
XANDER: So that's the guy who killed her? How can you tell? SPIKE: Fits the description perfectly. XANDER: So what do we do? SPIKE: We go make pals with him. XANDER: Make pals? SPIKE: Pals- friends. Are you insulting the way I talk? XANDER: Yes. Yes, I am. SPIKE: Whatever. Let's go. XANDER: ok.
They walk towards Harry.
Cut to: Vic and Faith in the basement.
FAITH: Just some party crashing. VIC: Party crashing? FAITH: Yeah, you know, there's this wedding going on in a couple of days. Sounds like a good time. VIC: No. I have nothing against Buffy. She's always been good to me. FAITH: Buffy, Buffy, Buffy, BUFFY! It's all about Buffy. Come on. Where's the fun Ali who went to France with me? Remember those Parisian guys - couldn't have gotten better than that if we would have paid.
Vic laughs.
VIC: We did have some good times, didn't we? FAITH: Yeah. Remember all of those things I taught you about slaying. VIC: Sorry, but it's a job, not a pleasure. FAITH: God! What has Buffy done to you? You're all serious, "no-fun Ali!" VIC: I've cleaned my act up. FAITH: Taking the straight and narrow. Remember London? VIC: (angry) what when you stole me away from the watcher's council and got me shot? FAITH: No, those two punk vampires looking for a good time? VIC: (resentful) Oh, you mean before the council shot me in the leg? FAITH: Jesus! I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry - you know I didn't mean to get you shot! We sure showed those guys a good time, huh, but not the one they were expecting. VIC: (angrily) Oh, you mean when you beat them senseless before you lobbed off their heads? FAITH: Yeah, now that's what I call a good time. VIC: Not me. Not anymore. FAITH: Fine, Buffy protégé. I mean, what happened to you Ali? VIC: That's not my name. FAITH: Sure it is. VIC: What will it be next week, Caroline, Veronica, Katrina? Depending on what city, state, or country we're in at the time? FAITH: I thought you like that? VIC: *Liked* it. I liked being a new girl each week, enamoring guys with some new sense of self-confidence, but as you can tell, I'm not Cecelia from Jersey turning on Scottish boys with every step. FAITH: Why couldn't you be Cecelia or Stephanie from Iowa? VIC: Because I'm not that girl anymore, and I'm not gonna crash this wedding for you. FAITH: (running the knife across Vic's neck again) I don't think you understand, Ali, you will do this for me, or I'll do it with a lot more blood and gore.
Vic sighs and rolls her eyes.
VIC: What do I have to do?
Cut to: The magic Box. Every one looks through the books.
DAWN: What exactly are we looking for? BUFFY: We look up this Sand Man guy and see if he would steal her for his own pleasure. WILLOW: Also, any demons who eat dead bodies, or use the parts for something. OZ: I'll check the web for any other cases of dead teenaged girls being dug up or taken from the morgue. GILES: Do you think it's a part-collector? BUFFY: Why not? It's happened before. WILLOW: Or make a super-slayer robot. ANYA: So basically, there are millions of possibilities and one real answer. GILES: Which is why we should get to work right away.
They all sit around the magic box looking through books, and on the internet. Anya slams a book shut.
ANYA: What if it's like the funeral director said, and it's just some guy who wants a good time with a dead girl? ZEKE: Please. It's Sunnydale - normal weird stuff just doesn't happen. ANYA: Point taken, but, you know, one day something normally weird is gonna happen, and you'll all be utterly amazed, and I'll laugh! BUFFY: Can you guys just get back to the books, we have to find this guy...Quick. ANYA: What's the rush, she's dead. BUFFY: I want her back in one piece, thank you very much. Dawn stands up and puts a book back on the shelf. She goes to grab another one and starts doing that hiccup-cry thing where she sort of convulses, then she falls to the floor. Everyone glances down at her then goes back to what they were doing.
BUFFY: Dawn, we don't have time for you to throw an attention-starved tantrum now, so you can just stop!
Dawn lets out a loud high-pitched whine as she continues to cry.
BUFFY: Jesus, what is it? DAWN: (Crying loudly) Vic's dead! WILLOW: Aw, Dawnie.
Buffy goes down and hugs Dawn on the floor.
DAWN: I was putting a book away and thinking, "Vic's never gonna look through this book again, she's never gonna have to do any of this ever again, she'll never be with us EVER AGAIN!" (Dawn sobs louder)
Anya looks up at Zeke at the table.
ANYA: (under her breath) Jesus.
Zeke smiles.
Cut to: the Demon Bar. Xander and Spike are still at the bar, nowhere near Harry.
XANDER: I don't know, Spike. We can't handle this guy, what if we blow our cover, and he kills us both - then Buffy is without, and we're dead. SPIKE: Will you stop being such a tulip and get over yourself? We have to do this - for Buffy, for Vic, and most importantly: for ourselves. XANDER: When did you because all "Mr. Bold, Courageous, Knows just what to say" Guy? SPIKE: Since you started babbling like an idiot. XANDER: No, because that would mean you've always been like this, and that is definitely not true. SPIKE: Son, you don't know me, you don't know the first thing about me. All you know is that I'm "Bad." "Spike is so 'Bad.' Spike feels no remorse, he's just the same old Spike." Well, you don't know the first thing about who I was, and so you just go on and on about me being some "Bad" guy without knowing the truth. Honestly, I've always been this charismatic. XANDER: And I'm just supposed to believe this? SPIKE: Believe what you want to, I know you will anyway. Why should I try to stop you. You've already made up your mind about me, and you're so pig- headed, you're not gonna change your mind, so do what you want. What I'm sure of is that my *Fiance* knows the truth about me, and she's the only one I have to prove anything, ANYTHING to.
Xander remains silent.
SPIKE: Well, that's just what I think. Barkeep! Another pint!
The bartender slides Spike a pint of blood.
SPIKE: Thanks. (to Xander) Now let's go ad talk to this guy. XANDER: I still don't- SPIKE: (grabs Xander's collar) Petunia, you're gonna go and do this, because you love Buffy, and I love Buffy. There's no turning back - there's no coming back empty handed when we're this close to the truth. We either come back with information from this guy, or we don't come back at all. Do You Under Stand? XANDER: Y-y-yeah, of course I understand. SPIKE: (lets go of Xander's collar) Good.
Spike starts walking towards Harry, Xander stumbles then follows.
Cut to: The Magic Box: Dawn sits at the table still whimpering going through a book, Anya is sitting on the floor next to the table. She closes her book, and pushes herself up off of the floor with a loud groan.
ANYA: I don't see why I was the one who had to sit on the floor. If you wanted Dawn to sit up at the table, one of you should have given up one of your seats. Jeeze- o -Peats. Why me? BUFFY: Anya, you'll just have to suck it up for a while. ANYA: I have to suck it up for a while? Why don't you suck it up for a while? (She grabs a book and sits back down on the floor) Do you know how much business I'm losing from closing all the time so we can do research? Why do you have to research here? Can't you do it at your house. Then when someone makes a mess, you can clean it up and I won't even have to worry about it. But no, you sit here, go through my books, put them back in the wrong order, and cost me money while doing it. And I'm tired of it. I'm sick and tired of it. WILLOW: (picking up her lap top and setting it on the ground) Here. Anya, you can have my spot. ANYA: I don't want your spot. I want money, and I want a clean shop before you guys leave. That's what I want! BUFFY: (rolling her eyes) Fine, Anya, we'll be sure to clean up every night we have to research for the rest of our lives. Happy? ANYA: Don't roll your eyes at me, young lady. I'm older than everyone in this room put together, so I deserve some respect. GILES: We're respecting you. Just calm down, and come sit over here. Buffy already said we'd tidy up beofre we leave, every night now. ANYA: (calming down) Well, that still doesn't solve the money issue, but I guess i can live with that. WILLOW: (under her breath) You could always die with that.
Oz looks over to Willow hearing what she just said. Willow smiles back at him.
DAWN: What are we looking for again? BUFFY: Anything that would steal a dead body from a funeral home. Plus, Vic said just before she- well, she said, it was a big, scary looking guy in a Holocaust Cloak. DAWN: Oh. So a big scary looking guy in a Holocaust cloak. OZ: He's the same guy that was giving you guys the dreams, but nothing in his profile says anything about taking the bodies of his victims, or resurrecting them. BUFFY: Then we keep looking. And we hope Spike and Xander find something...or someone. GILES: Have you ever thought that another person did this? BUFFY: But why?
Cut to Faith's hide-out.
VIC: But why? FAITH: Why what? VIC: Why do you want to hurt Buffy, or any of them? FAITH: Do we have to go through this a million times? She tired to kill me, she thinks she's better than me, plus, she killed my old boss, and I really like that. VIC: I just think you're jealous. FAITH: Jealous? VIC: Yeah, of all she has. Family, friends, a fiance. You have none of that. It seems pretty callous to me. FAITH: Yeah, it is callous. I'm a mean, heartless bitch! Or hasn't anyone told you. You don't seem to be able to form opinions on your own anymore. VIC: (rudely glaring up at Faith form her chair) Oh, honey...I form my own opinions. In fact, I feel that your shoes are bold and daring. (Shot of Faith's shoes, old filled with holes and caked with dirt) Oh, yeah, I especially like the holes in the bottom with cardboard for a soul. Not living in the lap of luxury anymore, are ya? FAITH: (running the blade of her knife across Vic's neck again) Are you trying to make me mad, *Ali?* Because it's not gonna work, *Ali.* So you might as well stop trying, *Ali.* VIC: GO ahead, cut me. Slit my throat, kill me dead, and then DO YOUR DIRTY WORK BY YOURSELF! FAITH: Oh, you'd like me to kill you wouldn't you Ali? You wanna die. You're not afraid. Well, I think I've pin-pointed your fear. You fear for others. So you'll do this bit of work for me, and you'll enjoy it, or all of the people you've *ever* loved will be tortured and killed, and you'll watch. VIC: So what's your master plan, Yoda? Go in there guns blazing and get yourself killed? You make *have* been a slayer, Faithie, but you're still crazy. FAITH: Oh, I may be crazy, but that makes it even easier to bring the house down, and believe me, that house will be coming down! VIC; And, so what? You need me to be your eyes and ears on the inside. See what's up? I'll do it. Oh, I'll do it, but if you lay a finger on any innocent party, including Buffy, I'll kill you, and I'll make it forever, you psycho bitch! Now give me some scotch before I kill you now and let me go! FAITH: What is wrong with you! When did you become so super-empowered? I scraped you off of the floor in London every night that you got plastered, and this is how you repay me? Oh, you'd better believe I'm going after Buffy, and you *will* help me! I'm gonna take this town back for my boss, the Mayor, and once I bring him back, we'll own it, and the whole world as you know it will come crashing down. All I have to do is get rid of Buffy. Now, go home, I'll call you, don't call me. VIC: I wouldn't want to.
Faith blindfolds Vic, and unties her. Two Vampires take Vic up the stairs of a house. As they pass through the living room, we see an arm of a person laying limp behind the couch in a pool of blood. The vamps take Vic out of the house and put her in a car. They drive her to the cemetery where she was "killed" and leave her. She takes off the blindfold.
VIC: (quoting the crucible) "You mad. You murderous bitch!" God, what am I doing? I'm about to betray the only family I've ever had. Now, where would they be?
Cut to: The demon bar. Spike and Xander pull up a chair at the table where Harry is sitting alone. Harry looks up.
SPIKE: Hello. HARRY: Hello? XANDER: (afraid) Howdy. HARRY: Do I know you guys, or something? SPIKE: Not at all, chap. We're just regulars, and we saw that you were all alone, maybe need some cheering up. HARRY: You're awfully friendly for vampires. XANDER: Oh, I'm not a vampire. I'm a-a vengeance demon. HARRY: I thought vengeance demons were girls. XANDER: Well, you were miss-informed. In fact, the Justice Demons, which is our technical name, have become more male friendly. We're broadening our horizons. HARRY: You're still awful friendly. SPIKE: And why shouldn't we be. You're not a human, or some evil being that would want to do harm to us...Speaking of harm, I got a real peach earlier tonight, thought about turning her, but I'm generally picky about who I turn. Don't wanna turn someone who might not live up to your expectations. XANDER: But then again, you could always stake her, right? SPIKE: I'm a vampire, don't joke about staking. XANDER: Sorry. You know they say that the greatest kill for a vampire is a slayer. SPIKE: Yeah, I know - I've killed two of them. XANDER: Two. Wow! Have you killed any, um - sorry, I didn't catch your name. HARRY: My name is Harry. And , yes, I got a slayer just last night.
Spike and Xander look at each other in fear and relief at the same time.
XANDER: (blankly trying to make everything still seem normal- while staring off into space) Just last night, huh? Which one, I heard there were two. HARRY: The young one. Boy was she fearless...right until the very end. SPIKE: How'd you do it? HARRY: Sword through the gut. SPIKE: How do you know she died then. Did you stay and watch her or something? HARRY: No, no I didn't. XANDER: (collected) Then how do you know, come on, tell me all of the details. HARRY: I saw her at the funeral home. XANDER: You went to her funeral? HARRY: N-no, I stole her for my boss. SPIKE: You have a boss? You're not free agent? HARRY: Naw, no she pays me well. She's the new power in Sunnydale. SPIKE: New power? sound good. Why don't you take us to her. XANDER: Yeah, I know I could use a little fun. HARRY: Good. She could use some more people.
They stand up and leave the demon bar, and walk down a dark alley. After they are a safe distance from the bar:
SPIKE: NOW!
Spike and Xander jump on Harry beating him down until he is unconscious.
SPIKE: That should do it. XANDER: How are we gonna get him back to the Magic Box? SPIKE: How are *you* gonna do it? XANDER: The house is closer. SPIKE: Fine, we'll take him to the house, but you're carrying him. XANDER: Hey! Who put you in charge? SPIKE: The fact that I'm bigger than you, stronger than you, and have the monstrous advantage of being a vampire is what puts me in charge. XANDER: Good point.
Cut to: Vic walking down the streets of Sunnydale. She stops.
VIC: Home? Would they be at the house? Or would they be trying to find what killed me? Do they know what killed me? Are they going after that Sand Man jerk right now? Tearing out his insides and painting the town with them? No. They're probably still researching. Finding as much as they can about this guy. They don't even know who he is. Maybe I shouldn't go right to them. Maybe I just need some me time- to think about things. Work stuff out. They would understand that - so would Faith. Then again, they'd be mad because I didn't come straight to them and tell them I was ok.
Vic sits down on a bench in downtown Sunnydale. She is still talking to herself, people look at her strangely as they pass.
VIC: how do I explain it to them? "Hey! I wasn't really dead, he just fooled us into thinking I was. Funny, huh?" How do i leave Faith out of the conversation - should I just tell them about her?
Cut to: The Summers' House. Everyone is there - except Vic. Harry is tied down in the basement. He sits in a chair. Buffy and Spike stand there interrogating him while everyone else sits on the steps listening.
ANYA: Why isn't he talking? OZ: It's kind of ironic that this whole thing is taking place in Vic's room. XANDER: Shhh.
BUFFY: So, Harry, who's your boss? HARRY: I'm not telling you anything.
Buffy punches Harry with all of her force. Harry's head snaps to the side, he cocks it back into place.
HARRY: Ow! What was that for? BUFFY: It would be a lot less painless if you'd just cooperate. Now, who do you work for?
Zeke and Dawn sit next to each other on the top step.
DAWN: (whispering) It's scary to think that that thing killed Vic. ZEKE: Don't worry, it's not gonna hurt you. (Puts his arm around her) I won't let it. I promise. DAWN: (afraid, flustered, blushing, smiling) I can't stay down here.
Dawn stand up and walks out of the kitchen and up to her room. Zeke follows her.
ZEKE: Dawn! Are you all right? DAWN: I'm fine. Just go back downstairs.
Dawn is in her room, and Zeke stands outside of the closed door.
ZEKE: Are you sure.
There is no sound from Dawn's room.
ZEKE: Dawn? (silence) Dawn? (Silence) Dawn! (silence)
Zeke opens the door. Dawn is sitting on her bed staring at where the door knob used to be.
DAWN: I didn't invite you in. ZEKE: You were quiet - I didn't know if something had hurt you, or if you'd hung yourself, or something like that.
Zeke sits next to her on the bed. Dawn still stares at the door knob.
DAWN: You were worried about me? ZEKE: Of course I was. (Dawn's gaze hasn't moved) Are you okay? DAWN: (smiles, still gazing) Peachy. ZEKE: Then why won't you look at me? DAWN: I can't.
Zeke brings his bent finger on the other side of Dawn's chin and uses his knuckle to turn her chin so she is facing him.
ZEKE: Why not? DAWN: You're Vic's boyfriend. ZEKE: So you shun me for having a dead girlfriend? DAWN: No, I shun myself for liking the boyfriend of my dead friend. ZEKE: (grinning) Well. I like you too.
They kiss. Let the make-out session begin.
Cut to: The basement.
BUFFY: Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry. If you would just tell us who your boss is, we'd let you go with very few problems. HARRY: I can't tell you. BUFFY: then, tell me what you did with Vic. HARRY: My boss has her. SPIKE: And what does your boss want with a dead slayer? HARRY: A favor. SPIKE: How do you get a favor from a dead person? BUFFY: (quietly) Please tell me it wasn't sexual. HARRY: Your slayer. She isn't dead. BUFFY: Vic's not dead? HARRY: No, it was this potion and a bunch of little party tricks to amke you guys think she was dead. Even she thought she was dead.
Upstairs: Dawn's Bedroom. Dawn and Zeke continue to make out on Dawn's bed. Dawn starts to undo Zeke's belt buckle. Zeke holds Dawn's shoulders back from him.
ZEKE: Dawn, if you don't want to- DAWN: I do.
They continue with their naughty badness. They have sex - you know the drill.
Cut to: Vic walking through downtown Sunnydale talking to herself.
VIC: When I get there - what will they do? What will they say? What will they think? What if they think I was playing some huge joke on them and they'll kick me out and I'll be all alone. I'll be forced to live with Faith and with cardboard in the souls of my shoes. What if I just tell them the truth? Tell them what Faith is planning to do. They'll believe me. They'll have to.
Cut to: The Summers' basement: Buffy and Spike are still interrogating Harry.
BUFFY: Where is she? HARRY: Where's who? BUFFY: Vic! HARRY: Who's Vic? SPIKE: Where's the other slayer? HARRY: Last I saw of her was when she was with my boss. BUFFY: What did your boss want her to do - what was the favor? HARRY: I'm not too sure, my boss only uses me for isolated jobs - I'm not sure of her plans for your little slayer.
Buffy and Spike step away from Harry and turn to the others.
BUFFY: I think we've got all he knows. SPIKE: Or all he'll tell us. BUFFY: Well, if we can't get he name of his boss, or why they have Vic - he's useless. GILES: Perhaps we should keep him down here - just in case he decides to reveal something vital. BUFFY: ok, well we should have someone down here just in case he spills. Xander and Anya - you guys take first watch. XANDER: Will do.
Everyone else goes up the stairs.
ANYA: It's always, "Anya, do this. Anya, do that." I never get to do what I wanna do. They're always making decisions for me. XANDER: Anya, just hush.
Cut to: Dawn's room. Dawn's asleep next to Zeke on the bed. Zeke looks over at her.
ZEKE: (Ashamed) Oh God.
Cut to: Buffy runs up the stairs semi-happily - as happily as a person can get when she finds out that thankfully her friend is alive, but happens to be being held hostage. She walks down the hall and up to Dawn's door. As any gaurdian will do, she opens the door as she is talking.
BUFFY: Hey! Dawn, guess- (the door opens to reveal Dawn and Zeke naked under the covers) Oh My God!
Zeke sits up in the bed and wraps the sheet around him as much as he can without taking it off of Dawn. Buffy stares, mouth gaping. The doorbell rings downstairs - Dawn is jolted awake.
WILLOW: (from downstairs) I'll get it!
DAWN: Buffy!
SPIKE: (from downstairs) Buffy! Dawn! Come downstairs! Vic is here. Hurry! Quick!
Spike runs upstairs to get the others. He sees Buffy standing outside Dawns room frozen in awe. He runs up behind her not thinking ay better.
SPIKE: Whatcha lookin' a-
Spike sees the catastrophe that is and is about to take place.
SPIKE: Oh...Bloody Hell! BUFFY: (still gawking in amazement) Spike... SPIKE: Yeah, love? BUFFY: Go downstairs. Stall. Stall as if your life depends on it. Go now!
Spike runs back downstairs.
BUFFY: (in a very small ashamed voice) Both of you...get dressed. Don't say anything about this. We'll handle it later. Zeke, your girlfriend is alive, and escaped great evil to get back to you and us. When you come down, don't say a word about this. I'll go handle it downstairs. DAWN: (ashamed) Buffy... BUFFY: Dawn! We'll talk about it later. I'll tell them that you were crying about Vic, and Zeke and I were up here consoling you. DAWN: Buffy... BUFFY: (walking away) I have to go downstairs.
Buffy walks down the stairs slowly.
Living room: Spike's best attempt to stall:
SPIKE: We've got that guy who did this to you in the basement if you want to beat him up. VIC: (smiles) No, that's ok, I just want to see everyone.
Vic goes toward the stairs, Spike stand in front of her.
SPIKE: We could go and see Xander and Anya first. They're watching that beast who did this to you, so while you visit them, you might as well beat the piss out of that nasty bloke. VIC: Spike, I-I have to pee, let me go upstairs.
Buffy finally comes down the stairs.
VIC: Buffy! It's so good to see you.
Buffy gives Vic a huge hug.
BUFFY: You too. Um, Dawn was, um upset over your death, so um, Zeke and I were just up there consoling her. VIC: Zeke's up there!? BUFFY: Yeah.
Vic pushes them out of the way and runs up to go and see Zeke.
BUFFY: VIC!
Vic is already upstairs and at Dawns door. She pulls open the door in a rush to see Zeke and Dawn putting on the last of their clothes.
VIC: W-Wh-What's going on in here. ZEKE: Vic! I-It's not what it looks like. You see, Dawn was upset about you dying and I was just- VIC: And you need to take your clothes off to make her feel better? ZEKE: Well, no. B-But- VIC: So, I hadn't even been dead 24 hours and you were already screwing one of my friends? DAWN: Vic, I didn't - I wasn't- VIC: Sweetie, it take two to tango so don't lay your naive excuses on me! ZEKE: Vic, honey. VIC: Oh, don't "Vic, honey" me! Get the hell out of my house!
Zeke finishes tying his shoes and walks out of the room. Vic follows him down the stairs, and to the door. Zeke grabs his coat. Vic opens the door and he walks out.
VIC: And don't come crawling back here tomorrow with your pitiful excuses! You did wrong! I don't care if thought I was dead - it's still wrong!
Zeke storms off. A crowd has formed around the door. Giles, Oz, and Willow have confused looks on their faces. Dawn has finally come downstairs. Vic turns around and looks at Dawn.
VIC: How could you!? (calming down) I don't want any excuses - I don't wanna hear anything from you. I know what happened, I understand why it did, and that's all I need to know. I don't blame you. I blame him. DAWN: Vic, I- VIC: Shhh, I said I don't wanna hear about it.
Giles, Oz, and Willow finally understand what and happened. Vic sits down on the sofa. Everyone else sits down.
BUFFY: Willow, Oz - why don't you relieve Xander and Anya of their duties, and fill them in while your at it. WILLOW: Ok.
Willow and Oz get up and walk off.
SPIKE: So, Vic, where have you been? VIC: Well, when I woke up, I was in this basement, and - BUFFY: And what? VIC: I-I don't know if I should tell you. You see, I haven't told you some things about my past. Some things that are really important. BUFFY: Well, tell us now, we won't get mad. VIC: Yes you will BUFFY: No w- VIC: SO I just wanna tell you guys that I'm a completely different person than I was back then. BUFFY: What is it, Vic? VIC: In London, after the Counsel had tried to tame me, someone broke me out. We traveled the world having fun and killing vampires. It was a blast-
Xander and Anya come in the room and sit down.
VIC: We'd go to a new city every couple of days. We'd use fake names and accents - be completely different people. This person - was Faith. BUFFY: Faith? VIC: (almost in tears) The Watcher's Counsel finally catches up with us when we amke a stop back in London. The catch me and put me in containment until I calm back down - become an upstanding citizen. So, Faith breaks me out, and as we're runny away, I get shot in the leg. After that, I changed. I left Faith and resumed my job as a good upstanding slayer. I came here after being in Africa for a while, and was actually kind of enjoying my life. So Faith hires that guy you've got tied up downstairs to drug me and whatever - make everyone think I was dead. I woke up this morning in some basement with Faith holding a knife to my throat. She wanted me to do her a favor. "crash a little party," she said. The wedding. So, I'm supposed to be Faith's eyes and ears in here and tell her everything that's going on so she can crash it, and kill you, Buffy. BUFFY: Why? VIC: Jealousy, revenge - it's Faith we're talking about - she's crazy. But she's looking to bring the mayor back and cause chaos. The first thing she need to do to do that is to get rid of you. BUFFY: Well, thank you. I feel that I can trust you, and I appreciate your honesty, but I can't let you stay here. Not until after the wedding. I can't risk it. I don't know if she's brain-washed you or anything. We'll put you up in a hotel or something until all of this is sorted out. VIC: That makes sense. I don't wanna endanger any of you. BUFFY: Go downstairs. Pack up some stuff.
Vic gets up and goes downstairs.
BUFFY: Will everyone excuse Dawn and I, please? We need to have a discussion. If you could all go into the kitchen. Maybe make yourselves something to eat?
Giles, Anya, Xander, and Spike leave the room and head to the kitchen.
DAWN: Buffy, I- BUFFY: Dawn! I know why you did it. I just can't believe *that* you did it. You know better, and with Vic's boyfriend no less. Dawn, you've never really talked to him ever! There's no way you could have felt anything but a little bit of lust towards him, but you acted on it, and now, don't come running to me for anything that has to do with this incident. Dawn, what you did was wrong, and you need to be aware of it. DAWN: I know. BUFFY: Good.
Buffy walks over to Dawn and give her a hug.
BUFFY: Now promise me that you won't ever have sex again until you're good and married. DAWN: (rolling her eyes) Buffy! BUFFY: A girl can dream, can't she?
Vic comes in the room. The others follow.
VIC: I'm ready. BUFFY: Ok. Xander can you take Vic to a hotel? (to Vic) Do you have any money? VIC: Yeah. BUFFY: Ok, good. Spike, will you please get that funky dream beastie out of my basement? SPIKE: Sure.
Buffy walks over to Vic and gives her a hug.
BUFFY: Don't worry, it's just for a few days. VIC: I'll see you soon.
Xander opens the door for Vic and they walk out. In the back, Spike pushes Harry out of the door.
SPIKE: Go on, and don't you ever come back!
Cut to: Faith's Hideout. Harry is talking to Faith.
FAITH: That little witch ratted me out? Well, we're just gonna have to go in there unprepared - just how I like it.
Cut to: A Motel. Vic is in her room singing to herself, braiding her hair.
VIC: ( Over all the action this song can be heard) Counting Crows: "Up All Night (Frankie Miller Goes to Hollywood):" Is everybody happy now Is everybody clear We could drive out to the dunes tonight Summer's almost here
I've been up all night I might sleep all day Get your dreams just right Let them sleep away I might sleep all day
And when the roads are clear You head on out of here And if you're coming back I'll see you in the morning I'm just staring at The ceiling staring back at me Just waiting for daylight to come crawling in on me
I've been up all night I might sleep all day Get your dreams just right Let them sleep away I might sleep all day
It's too late to get high now
Fix your hair just right Put your jeans on tight Or wear a dress so I can get it off real easy I'd been thinking I'd like to see Your eyes open up real wide the minute that you see me But if you don't come through I wouldn't with for you I understand that everyone goes disappearing Into the greater great that covers over every day And hovers in the distance...
I've been up all night I might sleep all day Get your dreams just right Let them sleep away I might sleep all day
It's too late to get high now
As Vic sings the song: Cut to: The Wedding. Night. Willow is the only Bridesmaid. Giles walks Buffy down the aisle. The wedding is held in their living room. Everyone else watches from dining room chairs set to make an aisle for Buffy to walk through. The minister wears no crosses. Buffy and Spike hold hands and face each other. We can see them each say their vows, then over Vic's singing, Buffy and Spike both say, "I do."
MINISTER: You may now kiss the bride.
As they kiss, Vic's singing goes back to it's normal volume. Suddenly the door is kicked in and Faith walks in.
FAITH: Hey, B! Miss me?
Faith is holding a cross-bow.
BUFFY: Actually, we were expecting you.
Everyone reaches under their seats and grabs a weapon.
FAITH: Come on in, Boys.
Vampires enter from all sides. Everyone fights. The minister grabs a cross that has bee tucked under his shirt. Spike goes after Faith, trying to protect Buffy from her. A vicious battle ensues. Suddenly, Vic appears in the doorway. She rushes over to Faith. The furious battle rages. All of the vampires are dead, and everyone watches the fight between Faith and Vic.
FAITH: You ready to give in? VIC: Chute! I'm just getting started. Why? You tired already? FAITH: Of course not! Just giving you a way out. VIC: Well, you're the one who's gonna need it.
They fight more, knocking over chairs, and things off of the desk. Finally, Spike steps in.
SPIKE: Hey, Faith...
Faith turns around, and Spike whacks her in the head with a chair.
VIC: Happy Thanksgiving. BUFFY: Come on, let's tie her up - this girl need some intense psychiatric care. SPIKE: Well, Vic, I guess you're back in the house now. VIC: Thanks Mom and Pop, but right now, I'd love to celebrate with you, but I kinda wanna take care of something at the Bronze.
Cut to: Zeke and a band mate packing up their gear for the night. Zeke is wrapping chords around his arm. His band mate goes to load the drums into the van.
VIC: (behind him) Did you like it? ZEKE: It meant nothing. VIC: (sarcastically) Oh, so that makes it okay. ZEKE: Did you just come here to punish me some more? VIC: No. It may sound like it, but no. ZEKE: Then, why are you here? VIC: To listen to you - what you have to say about it.
Zeke turns around.
ZEKE: There was so much pain. All the love and happiness had been drained fro me and all that was left was pain and anger and fear. And I just wanted to feel something that wasn't pain. Even if it was for just a split second, so that's what I did. It was an accident, I just missed you so much. VIC: So you used Dawn. You took something that's most sacred to a girl, and you used her. ZEKE: You want me to say it? Yes, I used her - I didn't mean to, I didn't mean for any of this to happen. VIC: (Hugging him) (Sweetly, joking) You are such a naughty boy. Come on, let's go - there's a wedding reception going on.
Zeke's friend walks back into the room from loading the equipment.
FRIEND: (to Vic) Hey! I thought you were dead. VIC: I was, but I came back. FRIEND: Cool...you're not a vampire or anything are you? VIC: No, FRIEND: Good, because I once had a vampire for a girlfriend - that was a bummer - she almost killed me. Freaky.
Zeke's friend leaves.
VIC: And they say that no one is aware of the forces of evil going on around here. Come on, let's go.
Cut to: the Summers' house. The wedding reception is on! Everyone is dancing and having fun. PARTY!
The End