Part 6
Willow rubbed Spike's back as he drank his second bottle. For the past couple of days he would vacillate between threats against the Slayer and memories of Dru. She glanced over her shoulder at Angelus as he returned to the main room.
He had been furious with the outcome of the confrontation with Buffy. In his own way he also mourned the loss of Dru. She was his first childe. True, he didn't have the connection now that they had in the past, but she had been first his obsession and then his childe.
Angelus watched as Willow tried to comfort Spike. He had made the decision to leave the warehouse. Not just because of the outcome with the Judge but also because he was used to the finer things in life and he didn't really want to make the warehouse his lair. While Spike mourned, he had spent the time looking for their new place.
"I found it."
"Found what?"
"Our new home."
"What's wrong with this one? It was fine for me and Dru."
"Things change, Spike. You need to change with them. Besides you'll be surrounded by memories of Dru here."
"So? She was my SIRE!"
Angelus growled and grabbed Spike by the throat, "and she was my childe. She will be avenged."
Spike looked into Angelus' eyes and then nodded. "Right. What's this new place like?"
"Come on, let's feed and then I'll take you by it."
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Giles, Buffy, Xander and Cordelia quietly sat in Giles' apartment. Each contemplating the future. The future that no longer included Willow.
Xander had been prepared to mourn the loss of his best friend but he hadn't been prepared to watch her become a vampire like Jesse. God, how had their lives gotten so mixed up? He turned to look at Buffy. Sure it would be easy to blame her for the mess that was his life. If it hadn't been for her, he could have blissfully continued on without the knowledge of what went bump in the night. They had survived fifteen years on the Hellmouth and then once they found out about the Slayer . . .boom, Jesse and Willow both vampires. But he knew it wasn't Buffy's fault. Xander reached over and gave Buffy's hand a squeeze.
The pressure of Xander's hand on hers brought Buffy out of her thoughts. With a trembling smile she squeezed back. God, it would be so easy to think if she hadn't involved her friends this wouldn't have happened. She knew the only reason Angelus went after Willow was because of her. She couldn't kill the demons that bore the faces of her lover and her best friend. Not now . . .maybe later.
"So, what now?"
"Maybe Miss Calendar has found something."
Buffy just looked at Cordelia.
"What? I'm just saying she's the only one that might be able to help. We certainly haven't found anything."
Before Buffy could protest Jenny's involvement in anything Xander said, "Maybe she can restore Willow's soul."
"Xander, what you saw was not Willow."
Xander angrily turned to Giles, "It was as much Willow as it was Angel."
Giles turned sad eyes to Xander, "Exactly. Neither one have the soul that made them who they are."
"I know that Giles. That's why I'm hoping Miss Calendar can restore her soul."
"I just don't want you to get your hopes up or if we have to face them again, let the fact that they both bear the faces of our friends to get in the way of stopping them."
Tears came to Xander's eyes, "I can't kill her, Giles. I just can't."
Giles reached over and gives his shoulder a comforting squeeze, "I know."
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Willow walked through the atrium toward the fountain, "Oh Angel, it's beautiful."
Angel watched as Willow trails her fingers in the water with the moonlight glinting off her pale skin. "Just like you, baby."
Spike watched as Angel pulled Willow onto his lap. God he missed Druscilla. They were beginning to be a family again just like before Angel got his soul. The four of them loving and killing around Europe. Willow was taking the place of Darla just fine and then the damn Slayer had to go and ruin it all. He and Dru had survived the mob in Prague only to be destroyed by a stupid bint.
Angelus was right, a new place to make new memories. Spike grabbed another bottle of whiskey and left the two lovers alone in the garden. He wanted to mourn Dru properly.
"What's next with the Slayer?"
"Well, I thought I would treat myself to some mental torture. In honor of Dru and all."
Willow furrowed her brow. "You're not gonna turn her are you?"
"Hell no. Dru was special, Buffy I'm just gonna torture."
"Can I watch?"
God, she was great. Angelus smiled down at his childe, "You can do more than watch, Willow."
With a smile Willow wound her arms around Angelus' neck and shifted on his lap, "Promise?"
Angelus caressed her back and brought her closer, "Promise. Now let's celebrate our new lair."
Willow began to unbutton his shirt and caress the flesh that her fingers exposed, "I'm all for celebrating."
Spike tried to drown out the sounds of Willow and Angel's lovemaking. It wasn't working. With each moan and growl, memories of Angelus and Dru and himself filled his mind only to be replaced by visions of Angelus and Willow and himself. Shaking the pictures out of his mind he downed another drink and walked further into the mansion hoping to get away from the fantasies of Willow and Angelus.
