Chapter 12: Vengeance

The next night, Buffy and Spike decided to break from patrolling to hang out at the Bronze. He lead by the hand to the dance floor.

"See anything suspicious?"

They danced for a minute; Spike was looking around the said,

"There's a cute blonde looking kind of sad."

She smiled.

"You are talking about me, right?" Buffy said.

"Yeah." he laughed.

They were silent for a moment then Buffy said,

"I was wondering...I was just thinking-"

"Spit it out, pet."

"Don't you ever wish we could get away? Not have to do this
anymore. Don't you ever wish things were better?"

Nearby, an all too familiar vengeance demon, Halfrek listened in.

"Yeah I do, love."

Halfrek sat back with her drink as if satisfied.

"You're wish is my command." She said smugly.

Halfrek was secretly congratulating herself for being so clever. But, D'Hoffryn was skeptical.

"The slayer is strong and has many friends. You will not
succeed."

Halfrek sighed.

"Even if it only works for a day, it'll serve them right for what
they did to poor Anyanka."

"She was weak, and so are you."

"That's why you should do it!"

He paced the emptiness that was their dimension.

"Under one condition."

"Fine, what?"

"If this fail and the slayer comes after us, it's your hide."

Halfrek nodded as D'Hoffryn raised his hands to the sky.