Spike: Witchy Dru

"Hello?" Willow answered.

"Red?" Spike asked.

"Who is this? If you don't tell me who you are right now I'll kill you!" Willow screamed into the earpiece.

"William" Spike said, using his original name, testing her.

"Spike."

"Yes, it is." Spike answered glad in a weird way.

"Where are you, Red?" He interrogated.

"At the witch's new house in Europe," Willow answered subtlety.

            Spike racked his mind for another witch that Red knew and drew up a blank.

"I'm not following, you, Red." Spike said, wishing he knew who Willow was talking about.

"Buffy." Red answered, obviously bewildered that he didn't know who she was talking about.

"Ah. So you—" Spike began.

"Yes!"Willow screamed again. "I'm evil okay. My Goddess." Willow was ticked.

"And I'm lovin' it!" Willow said in a slightly obscene tone.

"Red, I need your help with something very important." Spike told her about the amulet, and everything.

"Fine, I'll help. What do you need?"

"I need to tell you in person. Is there anyway you can get here fast?" Spike asked tensely.

"Yeah. Don't hang up." Willow said, leaving Spike wondering what she was up to.

            Meanwhile Willow ran upstairs grabbing everything she needed for the spell: Blood-Scented Incense, Blood Red Candles, some sage, and a suitcase. She came back downstairs and set the seventeen candles in a circle and the incense in the middle. She lit all the candles with Spike's lighter that Buffy had found in her jacket pocket after the apocalypse. Incense activated she held the suitcase and said the incantation:

Let this scent represent what I am going to Let these candles represent what it eats

Let this spice make everything nice

Let this possession represent who

Send me through to it

Willow felt the familiar evil energy coursing through her. She didn't fight it. She embraced it. Soon she found herself in a very cramped room. She tried to turn around. Something was blocking her and she couldn't see it.

"Red?" a very familiar voice with a British accent asked?

            Willow knew he had backed out of the room. She turned around and saw they were in a phone booth. She also saw the familiar face, with a full head of bleached blonde hair attached. Spike.

"Spike." Willow said business-like, with an obvious coldness in her voice.

"Red."

"We need to go somewhere else." Spike said.

"How about we walk down to the VB?" Willow asked.

"The what what?" Spike asked obviously more than a little confused.

"VB? Stands for Vamp Bar? How ignorant are you?" Red inquired, her voice dripping with disgust.

"Fine. Bloody brilliant that the Powers That Be make a bar specifically for vamps then leave me completely oblivious." Spike replied glaring at the wide expanse of night sky above him.

"Oh sure blame it on them." Red laughed coldly.

            They walked on in silence, Willow leading the way. Finally, after walking for about ten minutes, they were there. The sign on the front of the building said "V.B." in bold red letters shaped to look like it was written in blood. They went in and sat at a table in the corner to make sure they weren't overheard. The place's décor was totally Gothic. There were red floors, red walls, and even a red ceiling. Then there was the black: black tables, chairs, napkins, silverware, glasses, and even the bar itself was black. the menu was in the same letters as the logo on the front and had such appetizers as 'Blood Red Steak', 'Human Fingers', and 'Slayer Nails'.  There were uniquely named drinks like 'Slayer's Blood' and 'Witch's Revenge'.

"So what was it you wanted me to do?" Red questioned, after ordering.(Witch's Revenge and Blood Red Steak for Willow, Ox Meat and Slayer's Blood for Spike.)

"Okay, first of all, I want you to know that I'm not good anymore. I don't care about all that vampire with a bloody soul bollocks. My soul lets me plan my enemies' worst nightmare." Spike explained, clearly enjoying lavishing in his own evil.

"Okay, cool." Red replied with her by now usual unemotional voice and deadpan face.

"But who exactly are your enemies?" Willow wondered aloud, the thought occurring to her.

"Buffy, Demons, the usual." Spike listed.

"Why demons?"

"Because the whole reason you're doing this is so I can have help ruling out the slayers." Spike replied.

"Oh. So we're sort of doing the whole Al Capone thing." Red suggested, a trace of her old high-school self appearing, minus the cheery smile.

"Bloody right!" Spike replied enthusiastically.

"Okay so wasn't there something specific, you wanted?" Red asked, getting just the slightly bit annoyed at all this paltry talk.

"I want you to bring her back" Spike replied, lost in thought.

"Who?" Red demanded.

"Dru" Spike said maliciously.

A/N: Sorry had to end with a cliffhanger. Sort of have a writer's block now. Please give suggestions in your reviews! *Hint hint*