Buffy couldn't sleep at all. Too much had gone on that day to forget. Unbidden, the days memories came back to her. Willow had left earlier, while they were doing homework. Her mother had come whisking her off to L.A. for some seminar. The lucky little red-head had no school for two weeks and Buffy still didn't know why she hadn't mentioned it to her or Cordy. After Willow left they started on research on the demon Spike had helped her kill. Spike. Just the thought of him gave her little goosebumps of pleasure and worry. The next event had shocked the crap out of her. Angel had burst through the library doors carrying a bloody, near death Spike. Angel had cut his own wrist and shoved it into Spike's mouth, trying to force the younger vampire to drink. At first Spike had refused but after a hysterical slap from Buffy he came to his senses and started to drink,reluctantly. After they were done, they explained that Spike was Angel's childe, and that Spike's mate, Drusilla had went crazier on Spike and attacked him. She had severely cut his chest and then drained him of almost all his blood. And all that while talking about the stars and her doll, Miss Edith. According to Spike.

Angel seemed to be highly over-protective of Spike, insisting he stay with him untill the Drusilla thing was cleared up. Spike had agreed but only after some threatening from both Angel and Buffy's parts.

Spike seemed particually swayed by the fact that there were two slayers. And Cordelia was more then willing to lend a hand to the 'Get Spike To Stay With His Bloody Poof Of A Sire's House' plan.

Before the two vampires left together Cordelia had noticed the scratches on his chest and Buffy was more then happy to lend a hand in bandging his wounds.

Again Buffy got a little tingle when she pictured the perfect abs and chest.

She had noticed that when she got his shirt off that Angel was sure to block Cordelia's view.

Buffy smiled. Did she sense some new love in the air? The slayer covered her mouth with her blanket, smothering her giggles at the thought. But she had to admit it would be cool to see them together. Plus they did look cute together.

At the end of the night, after Xander was done glaring at the vampires, and Spike was down shouting rude comments at Xander and Angel, Buffy and Cordelia had made for the cemetery and did a quick sweep, cleaning out Sunnydale of four flegdlings. * Buffy finally drifted off into sleep. And dreamed of a certain bleach- blonde vampire.

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The red-head whimpered and cowered against the wall.

"Don't be scared little one. Mummys here." The deadly vampiress swayed to some unheard music in her head.

The girl frantically looked for an exit from the tiny, overgrown crypt she had been crying in before the fatal brunette had shown up.

Drusilla advanced on her, "You have hidden hate for the Slayer, I can smell it all around you." She touched a dainty, pale hand to the girls bright red hair, stroking it. Then she gave a little gasp, and smiled adoringly into the girls hazel eyes. "And there is another slayer. A special one."

A murderous gleam came into her eyes. Quickly and carefully she snapped her neck to the side, for easy accsess. Her beautiful face twisted from her human mask into her demon visage. Sharp fangs shone in the sliver of moonlight then gracefully cut into her neck.

She drained her then forced a delicate wrist into her mouth, making her gulp down all the copper blood she could before she passed out.

The vampire carried her prize over to a old gothic, stone table. Gently laying her down and humming to her softly.

"Don't worry little baby. Your my Willow now!"