Author's note: Wow, thank you so much for the reviews. I'd figured that almost no one was reading. Anyhow, here is my twisted version of season II complete with high body count and rampaging Angelus (no Judge although Acathla may make an appearance. As for B/S, well that'll be put on hold for now since Buffy has other things to worry about. One more thing, the Initiative is still around but maybe not for long.

Chapter 13

Jenny looked around the dismal motel room and frowned. Couldn't the clan spend a little more on their leader's accommodations? A lot of its members had done very well financially.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay here? Maybe we ought to find another place for you to stay"

He dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

"It's not important. What is important is to ensure that Buffy Summers does not make the monster experience a moment of happiness"
"I know. I'll speak to her but I really don't see how that can be possible. Buffy and Angel do not have that type of relationship"

"The seer says otherwise and we cannot doubt her wisdom. If the curse is broken and Angelus is unleashed he will take revenge on our clan. We have to keep that from happening"

Jenny nodded her understanding. She was going to have to be honest with the Slayer and her Watcher. She could only hope that it did not cost her their trust.

***

Spike struggled with the washcloth and a bucket filled with lukewarm water. He had to wash away all traces of Dru before he could go see Buffy. A Slayer's sense of smell was almost as good as that of a vampire.

He felt an involuntary surge of guilt that he immediately pushed down. He had done what he had to do. Dru needed reassurance of his feelings for her and he'd complied. It was simple as that. The fact that he'd felt mildly disgusted through the entire process was of no count. He wasn't important, Buffy was.

But it bothered him. He had to admit that he was a naturally monogamous creature. Sex for him was an expression of love not the other way around and his heart was with the Slayer.

He sighed loudly knowing the hopelessness of their situation. There wouldn't be a happy ending or a ride into the sunset for Buffy and him. She'd have to take that ride without him and when that time came he'd just have to swallow his love like a stake through the heart.

She was his for now and he'd protect her with everything he had even if he had to slowly chip away at himself. It would be torment but no less than what he deserved.

"What pains you love?" Dru's sickeningly sweet voice interrupted his grim contemplation.

"Nothing, sweets, just remembering"

"Uhm, memories are like rabid puppies that can bite you when you're not looking"

He thought that over and realized that it made sense. Dru's rationale could be right on target sometimes.

She continued "But the past can also return like a big bad dog and devour the present"

"What do you mean"
Her reddened lips curled into a knowing smile "Soon"

A roaring sound shook the factory's foundations. White flash followed as a dark rain pelted the windows.

Spike walked to the nearest window and lay his hand against the cold glass pane. Sunnydale was not known for its August storms. He can't help but worry if this is just an indication of a much stronger storm brewing in the horizon.

***

The crash of lightening wakes Angel. The vampire stumbles out of bed trying not to wake the sleeping Slayer. His clothes are strewn about the room and he moves to retrieve them as a terrible pain pounds in his head. Somehow he manages to dress as a coughing fit takes his lungs for a storm. He's never felt this bad, physically at least.

Within a few breathless moments he is outside. He holds his coat close to him, staggers a few feet, then falls to his knees.
"Buffy.."

He looks to the sky, racked with pain, desperate as the rain keeps falling on him.

"Buffy... No..." he manages as a terrible certainty crosses his face and the light from his eyes fizzles and finally burns out.

And at that moment, halfway across town Drusilla cries out as a pain that is not her own takes hold of her.

"Dru?" Spike asks as he quickly moves towards the bed.

"Angel…" she whispers.

"Dru, what is it Dru? What do you see?"
The pain leaves her body and she looks beyond her surroundings. She sees.

And smiles.

TBC.

Sorry for not moving forward but I'd neglected Spike in the last chapter. I wanted to establish what exactly had Buffy seen and why he'd done it. Now the fun really starts. Don't forget to review.