A/N I wrote this on purpose with Xander. Because everything he said was true and I truly believe he thinks like this, but for some strange reason they have decided to make Xander mouth death. Why Xander? I know they weren't friends, but Xander came up with the soul triggering and basically saved Spike's life with it. He easily could have ignored if he wanted to. And only then Wood decided that other measures were needed. Second: Spike was the only one who realized that Xander was left alone with Caleb. The writers turned the whole thing into a leadership issue, while that's bullshit. It was about Spike.

Spike waited for a few moments before hesitating to knock on the door. A teary Andrew smiled at him and the vampire rolled his eyes. Spike knew that Caleb needed to be stopped; otherwise it was only a matter of time before the Hellmouth would be open. He listened further and, not to his surprise, the group had decided not to attack on the Vineyard again. Words like 'Xander, pain, medicine, insanity; not trusting Spike and Buffy has lost it' were common during the conversation, which ended with 'this isn't the first time she fell into a trap'. He quickly stepped away and saw how Buffy talked with Faith on the front porch and how blond Slayer then walked away. They had kicked her out of her own house! Even though he felt betrayed by her, this still made him tremble with fury. From a save distance he followed Buffy. When the blond girl went into some stranger's abandoned house he knew she would be safe and walked away, with Andrew behind him.

"Andrew, would you please do me a favor?" Spike asked Andrew.

"Always."

"Sod off?"

"I-I want to come with you. I want to help," Andrew objected.

"You wanna help? Then watch that house Buffy went in and make sure she's save."

Andrew's eyes filled with pride as they widened. "You trust me to protect her?"

Spike rolled his eyes. "Yeah."

Andrew nodded and took off. Spike sighed. Finally, he thought.

He walked to the Vineyard, with only one thing on his mind. They think I'm a worthless and untrustworthy vampire. Well, let's proof them wrong

Spike ran quickly down the stairs to be on the same level as Caleb.

"Well, if it ain't the reformed vampire?" the preacher cheered.

"Buffy think you're hiding something here," Spike calmly explained his arrival, "I'm gonna find it."

"No, you're not," Caleb growled, "I lay one hand on you, and you're dust."

Caleb took a swing at Spike, but he ducked quickly and adeptly without losing balance. Caleb swung at him again. He hit home and Spike flew back a few yards. He groaned as he stared at Caleb as the man walked menacingly toward him. Just as he got to his feet, Caleb swung a punch at Spike and again he wasn't able to avoid his attack.

"You pathetic dog!"

Spike growled as he looked up from the ground. He vamped out and rushed forward. But Caleb simply snapped his arm straight and his fist slammed into the vampire's face.

"Got a soul for a dirty girl. Pathetic. You gonna die in agony."

He lunged at him, but Spike propelled himself up and sidestepped to let Caleb pass him. The vampire quickly put one foot in front of the other and the preacher tripped over it, slamming to the ground.

Enraged, Caleb rolled over a wine barrel and picked it up. He threw it, but Spike easily dodged it.

Furious the preacher rushed forwards and the only thing what Spike saw was a blur of movement. He didn't remember what happened, only that he suddenly was in a lot of pain and looking up to a shining blade which was traveling to his neck with lightening speed. In a reflex he kicked it away and with his other leg he kicked Caleb in the face. He rolled away, avoiding a slam from Caleb's boot and in one smooth motion he picked up the sword. Caleb was in such a fury that he didn't pay enough attention to Spike's attack as he moved one leg backwards aimed to kick the vampire in his side. Spike knew it and anticipated to quickly to it as the vampire staked the preacher between the legs. Caleb's eyes went wide.

"Sorry, mate. Nothing personal."

He pulled the blade back, threw the sword and as a rotating blade in cut into Caleb's neck. With his head severed from his neck the preacher felt to the ground, dead.

Spike reached in his pocket and pulled out a package of cigarettes and tapped one out. He stroke a match on Caleb's boots and brought it up to his cigarette. He morphed his vampire visage back into his human face, lighted his smoke and took a puff. He glanced at his victim. What rhymes on 'beheaded dick'?

Later that night

Buffy's house

The whole group, minus Buffy and Xander, were present in the living room as Caleb's head flew through the air and hit the room table. Its legs cracked and it plunged through the ground.

"Here you have the soddin' head, you bleedin' traitors!" The whole group looked at it him in astonishment. Without a word he left the group and practically marched to the stranger's house, and for the first time that evening a grin flickered on his face.

Dawn, Faith and Wood were surrounding the table as Giles was observing the head. He stood up and the others looked at him, except for Dawn who couldn't rip herself away from the image of bleeding head in front of her. "It seems that Caleb is dead," the Brit commented.

Faith turned her attention to Dawn. "Hey Brat, I thought you had seen worse? Don't tell me you're shocked by a head."

The teenager picked one of the table legs up and showed it the Slayer. "I think Xander is gonna be mad."