Author's Note: Yeah so Meechy and Andrew's little poem will be explained here. Other than that what can I really say? Other than I work 2 days of the week and weekends so that's why I update one or more times a day. I have some writing time, and I can actually get it done pretty quick… Oh and a heads up… I believe Mr. Lord of the Dance may have a little visit later on… Oh and I am willing to bring back my favourite character… don't know how to include her though…[plots evil stuff]

And now back to our regularly scheduled story…

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Part 4: You'll never be a better kind…

[Everyone in the Hyperion is sitting there in silence taking in Spike and Cordelia's arrival. Angel reaches into his coat pocket and presses a few buttons on a pager]

SPIKE: [sarcastically] What? No one cares about the amazing resurrection of the vampire with a soul?

CORDELIA: Give them time Spike, they're all in shock. Us being

SPIKE: Higher beings and all

CORDELIA: Exactly, If I were you I wouldn't…

SPIKE: Mention what the powers said?

FAITH: [annoyed] Are you two gonna keep finishing each other's sentence, 'cause that is getting real old real fast.

BUFFY and ANGEL: [together] That's not them

CORDELIA: How do you really know that?

SPIKE: We are, believe us.

WESLEY: [stepping up] We can't actually be sure it's either of you. In fact as far as we know you could be a demon plotting to kill us, with a swarm of vampires behind you.

GILES: [sighs] Wesley, It's day time

WESLEY: [sheepishly] I really did know that. I'm just saying hypothetically… It could be a trap of sorts.

[from doorway]

GUNN: Whatever it is, I can figure it out [loads gun]

ANGEL: About time Gunn, where's Fred

FRED: right here, with some texts.

[Rebecca gets off of counter]

REBECCA: [annoyed] My god! [sarcastically] Sure everyone come in! [almost yelling] Hasn't anyone ever heard of knocking! Or a phone call to warn me! [mutters]  Bloody idiots, they don't even have any manners…

WESLEY: I don't believe it would be right to shoot them, if they are actually who they seem to be, that could be a bad choice.

GUNN: Bad choice my ass, we need action!

ANGEL: Wes is right, we can't be too hasty… just keep it loaded just in case.

WILLOW: [excitedly] Oh I know! I could do a spell! Andrew, Meechy, you guys can help me out.

MEECHY: [eyes light up]  A form of truth through lies…

ANDREW: One that would prove they are who they say?

WILLOW: Exactly, I think they may have the tools here, if not I'm sure Wes can scrounge them up. Right Wes?

WESLEY: I'll contact Lorne; he can get the correct supplies.

WILLOW: Perfect!

[Giles is sitting quietly on the couch}

GILES: Well, that's a well and fine, but what do we do with these 2 people?

ANGEL: Wolfram and Hart

GILES: I hardly believe an evil law firm could prove useful to us.

ANGEL: It is when you own it. Gunn call back up, we'll need transport.

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[Meanwhile in Lorne's Office]

LORNE: [On phone] Sure thing Wes, I have most of the supplies here, I can bring them over right away. Oh and before you go, make me a sea breeze? [hangs up phone and gets up and heads over to his closet] Now where are those ashes of Wricktor…

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[Meanwhile in some deep underground lair]

DEMON: Sir, I don't see why we have to be underground…couldn't it be a nice lair on a mountain?

CORIVE: You fool, all the lairs of the really evil people are underground, you really should know you're evil facts.

DEMON: Yes, sir it all makes sense, but what do we do that now that the Slayer and the Vampire have been reunited.

CORIVE: They don't bother me… The Girl does. We have help her and the man achieve the next level.

DEMON: And how do we do that sir?

CORIVE: One of my many servants, Ms. Burkle…

DEMON: How can she help?

FRED: anyway I can…

CORIVE: just what I like to hear. So listen up Miss Burkle. You know who the girl is, make sure no harm comes to her, is that clear?

FRED: The rest?

CORIVE: Make them suffer.

FRED: And Wes?

CORIVE: Let him live for now, I want him fully conscious and healthy for the hell he's going to witness

FRED: As you wish sir.

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[Andrew and Meechy are on their way to see Willow and help with the spell]

ANDREW: What do we do now?

MEECHY: What can we do? I don't know, pray for a miracle.

ANDREW: But it's happening, the two have risen

MEECHY: [cuts him off] and the seeds are planted…I know, spare the prophecies…

ANDREW: But Dawn…

MEECHY: and Wes…

ANDREW:  and Buffy…

MEECHY: along with Connor…

ANDREW: and of course Rebecca

MEECHY: It's too many… It's so wrong

ANDREW: We have no say in it. We do as we have to. I've seen death before…

MEECHY: but this is worse than death… and soon those fallen will return

ANDREW: Let's just hope they're on our side

MEECHY: And which side is ours?

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That's all for this chapter, short I know, I wasn't actually expecting the shortness factor of this one, oh well though. It's going along nicely, confliction ideas are causing some problems though. I'll sleep on them and see what I get. Okay so I didn't really explain the prophecy…but hey o can do whatever I want, I am the author.

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