A/N: This is, plain and simple, AU. Instead of Angel turning into a vampire in Ireland in the 1700's, I wondered what it would be like if set in the modern day world. This is a story I posted in one of my Yahoo groups, and just thought you guys might like it as well.
CHAPTER 6
Dru sat in the library the following evening, stretched out across one of the couches that sat up against a window. A pillow was propped up against her back as she stared down into her English text. Literature, reading, she loved it. Sadly, though, lately she hadn't been able to concentrate on any of it. It was a simple reason why really. It was the headaches she was always getting. Blasted visions. That's why she had to get out of the house whenever she could. If her father, the big Catholic priest, found out his daughter could see things only God could then Dru being hung would be the least worst outcome.
Finally, unable to concentrate any further, Dru shut her books and stuffed them into her book bag. Slipping on her coat, she left out of the library with a deep sigh. Her long hair immediately started blowing in the light breeze that had started up.
The evening was amazingly quiet for a street in LA. Was any part of LA ever quiet at all? Dru didn't know, as she had yet to see the more dangerous parts of the city. Of course, that would prove difficult with as much time as she spent in a mall on a daily basis.
"Dru," her voice floated in the wind.
The girl immediately stopped in her tracks and glanced around. Dru? Had a girl from school decided to be a pain? It wouldn't be a first time.
"Hello?" Dru called, using what she called her firm British accent. "If someone is around here I've had a long day and don't feel like being bothered." She heard her name again. "All right. This really isn't fun— Ooh, shiny!"
Dru's dark eyes glanced down at what looked like a silver bracelet someone had lost, just laying there on the ground. She immediately started to head for it but the lovely piece of jewelry started blowing off with the wind as lightly as a candy wrapper. Dru, without thinking, started going after it. Well, it was shiny and pretty. Why not go after it?
"Hi, Dru."
She stopped what she was doing and glanced back to see a dark figure, which was hard to make out, even by the glow of the streetlights. As far as Dru could tell it was a man, an obviously tall man.
"Hello?" Dru called out to him. "Did you call me? Who are you?" She got no answer. The man just kept walking. "Stop… please?" Her voice was squeaky. The man just kept going.
Dru, not really knowing why, turned around and ran, going as fast as her legs would go. She turned the block and glanced back to see the man headed her way. How could he possibly move so fast just by walking? It wasn't possible. Dru gasped and turned around block, immediately crashing into someone.
"Get away!" she exclaimed.
"Dru?" The pretty girl glanced up into the eyes of her boyfriend.
"Oh, my… Spike," she breathed. "It's only you."
"Were you expecting someone else?"
"You have no bloody clue."
"What's going on, luv?"
"Spike, someone is behind me. I don't know whom but he's—" Dru glanced back to see nothing and no one behind her. "I… he was right there."
"Dru, pet, it was probably just your imagination." Spike pulled out his pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket. "These will help."
"Stop that," Dru chided. "You know I quit."
"Something I'll never understand." Spike slipped his arm across her shoulders and they began to walk. "Did you have another one of those dreams?"
"Let's not speak of the dreams," Dru practically begged then added, "Especially since they're more like nightmares."
On top of a house's rooftop, the man, the one who followed Dru stood, watching them.
"Dru…"
A/N: Yeah, things get confusing. I would explain them but… ah, I'm sleepy. I'm going to take a million hour-long beddy bye. Please review!