Chapter 20

As Spike and Drusilla moved as one being, faster and faster, all thoughts of the consequences of her decision to make love with Spike again, much less where her emotions might take her, flew out of the window.

Drusilla had found herself acutely sensitive to his touch, unable to bear anything tentative on Spike's part. His decisiveness was just what she needed.

This time had been very different than any other time before. When they were both vampires and soulless, their lovemaking had been frenzied and violent. Neither of them had any regard for the other's pleasure or comfort. There also been a lot of biting and scratching.

But being with Spike this time had been like making love to a new man. He had been passionate, yet worshipful. She liked being in his arms. She liked being in his bed...although technically, it was hers!

Now, as they lay there, Spike lazily played with her hair, as Drusilla began to fall asleep...and dream of bad times, once again.....

London 1860

Drusilla had packed a bag almost immediately after her dealings with the vampire, known as Angelus. In fact, right after her father's murder.

When she had returned to the house, after being threatened by Angelus, her father had sharply questioned her on 'Mr. O'Connor's' whereabouts. Before Drusilla could answer, Darla coyly replied that her 'brother' had been feeling unwell the whole day, and had probably went back to their cottage. She then looked at Edward Pressley.

'I would feel much better if you accompanied me home. A lady alone...'

'You are no lady!' Drusilla snapped. The rest of the family gasped!

'Drusilla!' Emily Pressley cried, unable to understand what had gotten into her daughter tonight! She was convinced that Drusilla's odd ways, were the true reason Mr. O'Connor had not returned to dine with them!

'You'll mind your tongue, Miss! Go to your room now at once!'

Drusilla hurried over to her father, who was now standing up. He ignored Drusilla and helped Darla out of her chair.

'I would be honored to escort you home, Ms. O'Connor. I must apologize for my daughter's rudeness. As I have said before, she is being sent to a convent.'

'Father, please!' Drusilla begged. 'Mr. O'Connor and his sister are vampires and...'

Edward turned and back handed Drusilla so hard, that she went flying back against a wall! Stunned, more than hurt, Drusilla managed to get back up, without the assistance of her shocked mother and sisters.

'I am tired of you, girl! Now you will apologize at once!'

Edward then looked at Darla again, embarrassed to his roots. Darla patted his cheek, something that caused Emily to frown. Darla then turned and walked over to the shaken Drusilla and lowered her voice.

'Once you are one of us, you can come back and pay your family back for not standing by you at this moment. I'd let you kill your own father, but he's mine...sorry.' Darla whispered gleefully. Drusilla's eyes grew larger! Darla turned back to the family.

'And I accept Drusilla's apology.' she said loudly, walking back over to Edward.

'Edward, if we could get going...I really need to check in on my brother.'

'Of course.' Edward said smoothly, glancing at his wife.

'Keep my supper warm.' he said to his wife. He gave Drusilla one last disdainful glance. But it was she that spoke.

'Goodbye, Father.' was all she said. For the briefest moment, Edward got a chill from her words, as if there was something more ominous to them. But he shook it off! This was just his daughter's way of playing games again! He did not respond, but proceeded to escort Darla O'Connor back to her cottage.

It would be the last time anyone saw Edward Pressley alive again. And it was also that same time that Drusilla felt she had to leave her family's house...for their own safety. Little did she know, it would do no good....

Drusilla awoke with a start, taking in her surroundings. For one moment, she thought she was a vampire again, and her 'humanity' had all been but a bad dream.

Spike was lying next to her, softly dozing. Her movement caused his eyes to flutter. They opened and he smiled up at her briefly, before catching the distress on her face. He sat up, touching her shoulder.

'What is it? Another dream?'

Drusilla looked away from him and nodded. Spike reached out and pulled her into his arms.

'Tell me about it.' he whispered against her hair. She pulled away.

'There's really nothing to tell. You know what Angelus was like.' she said simply. But Spike regarded her with a long look.

'What?' she asked.

'You aren't dreaming of him because you still secretly fancy him, are you?'

Drusilla gasped and shoved him away from her! She then jumped out of bed and began putting her clothes. Spike sighed tiredly and got up as well, but, he made no moves to put on any clothing.

'Before you get into a snit, I think it's a perfectly fair question!' Spike began.

'No, it isn't! Maybe, MAYBE when I was a vampire still...but now, all I see, all I dream about, were those horrible last days....I'm going to see the girls. Maybe they've come up with a way to help Angel by now.'

'Dru, if and when they find a way, they'll let us know. You're going to have a lot to deal with now...with your new powers...I think you should just stay here for now...with me...in bed.'

Spike gave her a particularly lavacious look from across the bed. Drusilla couldn't help but smile. He then walked over to her side of the bed again and reached for the clothes in her hands, dropping them to the floor.

'This room, this crypt, is our place, Dru. No one will find us here. Not the Charmed Ones, Leo, Wesley or even Angelus...now that he's locked up tight. Stay with me here, Dru...'

But Drusilla shook him off gently.

'Spike, I can't think of anything else right now but getting rid of Angelus...'

Spike blew up!

'And that's because you still want him! You're not fooling me, Dru! I didn't spend hundreds of years, competing with that ponce for your affections, for you to start treating me like a fool now!'

Spike turned away and began to look for his own clothes. Drusilla flung hers back down on the bed!

'I can't believe what a stupid, baby you are being, Spike! It really isn't an attractive quality! And I've been having nightmare after nightmare about that fiend! So if you really are stupid enough to think that I want him...never mind! I'm getting dressed and orbing out of here! You can do whatever you want!'

Spike turned back to her. He walked up to her.

'Dru, you won't let me in! I hate it that you can't tell me what your dreams are about! It makes me think you're hiding something from me about him. I can't help how I feel! That's how it's always been between the three of us. Me settling for second place, while you longed for him.'

His tone was so full of hurt, that Drusilla relented a little and eased up on him. She sighed, then ran hand through her dark hair.

'Spike, when I was human, a long time ago, I had a family.'

Spike blinked.

'I assumed that. I had a mother.'

Drusilla raised a brow.

'Yes, I remember her. I remember what we did to her...and your staking her later on. Spike, it was very hard to be able to see things before others did, back then. I was a freak to my parents, my family and to the boy I loved.'

'Boy you loved?!' Spike asked in a high pitched tone.

'Yes...his name was Matthew. His parents didn't want him to marry that 'odd Pressley girl', so they found him someone more suitable to be with.'

Spike tried to quell his jealousy. Somehow, he had never thought about Drusilla loving someone besides him...or Angelus. He had never thought at all about what she would've been like as a human. And he had never known that her last name was 'Pressley'.

'That must've hurt you very much.' Spike said, trying to be understanding, but he was secretly happy that she never married this 'Matthew' ponce!

'It hurt even more when Angelus ripped his throat out. I knew they were coming, I could see the evil, but no one wanted to listen...'

'Dru, that time is over. Long over. And we will stop Angelus. I just wanted to spend some time with you, is all.' Spike said, sniffing pitifully for effect.

Drusilla grinned at him! God! Spike could be so melodramatic! She guessed that was one of the reasons she loved him.

'Me too.' he said, looking over at her. Drusilla raised a brow.

'Me too what? I didn't say anything.'

'Your look did. I love you too.'

Drusilla was stunned! She had no words as he moved towards her again, then pulled her tight into his arms. Their naked bodies were molded against one another, as they fell to the floor. And it was at that moment, that Drusilla heard her name called!

She pulled away from Spike a bit and looked at him. He stared back.

'What? What is it?'

'Did you hear that?'

'Hear what?'

'That....it sounded as if Piper was calling my name.'

Spike continued to stare at her.

'Piper? Luv, Piper is nowhere around and...'

But Drusilla heard it again! She looked up and around. She pulled out of Spike's arms on the floor and stood up.

'I think I'm being called...like how a Whitelighter is called. We have to go.'

Spike watched in disappointment, as Drusilla got dressed. Bloody hell! That was a power that he felt Drusilla could definitely do without!

'Are you sure?' Angelus asked calmly, sitting on the edge of his desk. Harmony nodded.

'I heard everything! Cole Turner is making a bid to be CEO of this law firm! Lilah is going to run it by the senior partners today!'

'And they're considering this because Belthazor was once the Source?'

'Well, yes and he's going to marry Phoebe.'

Angelus rolled his eyes!

'The witch has no real powers! Just the power of foresight...and she can float and feel what people feel! Who the hell cares?!'

Harmony looked away briefly. Angelus could tell she was hiding something from him!

'What? Tell me!' he ordered.

'Okay...I got the feeling that Cole is planning on throwing Drusilla in as well. They are friends and her powers do seem to be growing.'

'Growing?'

'Angelus, she froze me! She can freeze time! That's a pretty big deal!'

'Yes,' Angelus murmured, 'it is. Why is this happening?'

'I don't know! I don't think anyone does! But if Cole has both Phoebe and Drusilla...'

'He won't.' Angelus said firmly, as an idea formed. He looked Harmony dead in the eye.

'Find a dark priest...one schooled in demon marriage ceremonies.'

Harmony just stared at him.

'Why?'

Angelus folded his arms and gave her a scorn-filled look.

'Why do you think, Harm?'

'No!' Harmony snapped and turned to leave. Angelus, with vampire speed, whipped in front of her.

'Harmony, come on! Don't be like that! I need this to keep my position here. I won't be able to buy you nice things if I'm unemployed.'

'You won't be able to buy them anyway, since you'll me MARRIED! That is what you're planning, isn't it?! You're planning on forcing Drusilla to marry you, aren't you? It won't work! Her and Spike are practically back together now!'

'You let me worry about Spike. Just find the dark priest.'

'No!' Harmony yelled again and walked out of the office. Angelus sighed with disgust! Vampire women! Fine! He would find the damned, dark priest himself!

And of course, he knew Dru would not come to him willingly. But that's what would make the whole courtship so exciting! Yet, he had to play this carefully. With all of these new powers Dru supposedly had, while she would be a huge asset to his retaining the helm here at Wolfram & Hart, it would make it near to impossible to force her to do anything, much less stand in the same room with him.

Angelus walked over to the window and grinned to himself! All he had to do, was do what he had done before! Threaten to kill her loved ones if she didn't submit to him. But, Dru really had no loved ones this time. The Charmed Ones weren't that close with her, and they could fight him off...that left Spike and he couldn't be killed...but he could be staked.

Angelus breathed in heavily. A plan was forming.

Spike and Drusilla orbed into the living room of the Haliwell house. Drusilla immediately looked at Piper.

'I actually heard you calling me.' she said, looking around. Fiathna, Phoebe, Wesley, Piper and Leo looked as if someone had died!

'Who's the nidbit over there?' Spike asked.

Phoebe glanced at Fiathna briefly.

'This is Fiathna. She used to work for Cole...he killed her father.'

Drusilla looked at the young girl and felt a rush of sympathy.

'I'm sorry.' she said. Fiathna didn't answer. Drusilla glanced at Spike, who had picked up the tension in the room as well.

'What the bloody hell is going on here? Why are you all staring at us like that?!'

But Phoebe stepped forward and walked up to Drusilla.

'Did you sleep with Cole?'

Drusilla backed away a little, her face turning red!

'That's none of your business! And why are you asking me something like that?'

'Yeah!' Spike chimed in. 'Besides it's over now. Dru and I told Belthazor where to go hours ago.'

Piper sighed.

'It doesn't matter.'

Spike didn't like any of this cryptic crap! He looked over at Wesley.

'Wesley, what the hell is going on here?! What does Dru's sleeping with that bastard have to do with anything?'

But it was Fiathna that spoke up.

'You were very much Belthazor's key to running the underworld. It now looks as if he's succeeded.'

'Succeeded with what?!' Drusilla asked, now frightened. Everyone was acting as if she'd killed someone or something!

Leo stepped forward.

'Drusilla, Fiathna told us something. Something that she knew but kept from Belthazor, since she didn't see it happening...literally. But what's been happening to you is a sign.'

'Bloody hell! Out with it!' Spike snapped.

Phoebe and Paige walked up to Dru. Their look was full of sympathy.

'Your powers that you've acquired...they're really symptoms.'

'Symptoms?' Drusilla repeated, glancing over at Spike. Spike moved so that he was next to her.

'Symptoms? Dru is sick?' he asked, trying to swallow his terror.

'Yes and no.' Wesley said. 'Fiathna says that you're pregnant, Drusilla.'

Drusilla just stared at Wesley, before she burst out laughing! Spike took a cue from her and began to snicker himself!

'That is utterly ridiculous!'

'Why?' Phoebe asked, eyeing her.

'Because I slept with him like a couple of days ago....it's not possible.'

'Actually,' Fiathna piped up. 'With your being a witch....and a lost one at that...well, it's the only explanation.'

Phoebe touched Drusilla's hand.

'Honey, I've been pregnant by Cole...it's not fun. I wish my symptoms had been like yours.'

But Drusilla was still shaking her head in disbelief!

'No! No, I mean, how could all of this be happening so fast?'

'The whole pregnancy is going to last two weeks.' Fiathna said quietly. 'And I do believe Belthazor will want the child.'

'Oh great! Bloody great!' Spike snapped, glaring at Drusilla. 'I can't believe you didn't use some kind of protection!'

'Shut up, Spike!' Drusilla yelled back. 'I had no idea any of this could happen!'

'You're bloody human again, luv! You can't just screw anything you want and not worry about the consequences!'

Drusilla waved her hand at him and threw Spike back into a wall! Piper gasped. Wesley and Leo walked over to him.

'Damnit, Spike! She doesn't need this right now!' Wesley hissed. But Spike got up and pointed at Drusilla!

'You are not having that bint's baby! You got that?!'

'Maybe I want to!' Drusilla yelled back.

'Okay, let's just calm down here, okay?' Piper said in a soothing voice. But Drusilla orbed off! Paige gave Spike a filthy look.

'You know, you could've tried being supportive?! Do you really think she WANTS to be pregnant by Cole? Huh? It's not fun!'

The doorbell chimed. Phoebe looked towards the door, then at everyone else.

'That's Cole. Mum's the word on the pregnancy and Fiathna, you have to hide!'