"Drusilla." Spike said in a low, questioning voice.
She came down the steps of the entryway, swaying as she walked. She lifted her hand to touch his cheek, then snatched her hand back as if burned. "What happened to my naughty boy?" She asked, disgustedly. "You're all ... clean." She shot Angel a furious glance, narrowing her eyes. "You. You've done this to him. You and that Slayer." She gaze slid over Caitlin, making the girl feel like something scaly skittered across her skin, and focusing on Connor. Intrigued, she pushed past Spike and floated over to the boy. She ran her hand in front of his face, not touching him. Eyes closed, she gave a little moan. "Mmmm. Look at the wonderful brother you've made for me." Her eyes flew open, startling Connor. "Maybe I'll give you a little kiss. Would you like that?"
Angel shoved her away from his son, standing in front of him. "What are you doing here, Dru?"
She made her way back to Spike. "Why, I came for my boy. A tiny ant told me he was here, causing all sorts of trouble for everything that crawls and slithers." She wrapped her hand around Spike's neck. "What do you say, love? I believe I can forgive you for getting yourself a shiny new soul. Let's you and I and Miss Edith go to India, or Prague. We always had such a good time there."
"Dru, you almost died in India. And Prague." Spike reminded her patiently. He pulled away from her. "Not this time, pet. I don't think I'm up for a killing spree, not after all I've seen."
"Well, I am," she said, punching him hard enough to send him flying back, then hitting Faith once for good measure as well. Before she could advance, before Faith could fight back, the vampire was raised in the air and sent flying, landing the doorway.
Standing where Drusilla had just stood was Illyria. Illyria turned toward Drusilla and tipped her head a bit. "Insignificant vampire. You will not harm one whom I have chosen to protect. I will see you dead. I will tear your limbs from you one by one, burning each to a cinder before I feed them to you."
Drusilla rose. "I don't understand. What is this creature?" She edged toward the door. "This isn't finished." She told them. "I will have my boys back, or I will kill them both." With that, she left, skirts swirling behind her. Jumping a little as if wakening, Faith ran to the door. "She's gone." Angel turned to study Connor. "You okay?" "Yeah. Who was that?" Caitlin stood, frowning. "That was a vampire, right? Why the hell didn't anyone stake her?"
Faith rubbed her jaw, extending her other hand to Spike. "Seems the ex is a little deadlier than I was led to believe."
"How's that?" Spike asked.
"The way B and rest told it, she's gone in the head, thanks to Angel."
"That makes her more dangerous, not less." Angel said. "We've got to go after her."
"Agreed." Faith said, bending and picking up a crossbow from the pile on the floor."
"How are we going to find her?" Connor said.
"You're not." Angel told him. "You're not fighting her."
"Uh, guys – "Caitlin said, closing her eyes and grabbing her head.
"Sure I am. Angel, you need me. There's no way your going to track her in this huge city without help."
"I have help. Two Slayers, Illyria, Spike. We'll find her, and you stay here where it's safe."
Caitlin rose unsteadily. "I think I..."
Faith spoke up. "Junior won't be safe by himself. Maybe one of us should stay with him."
His mouth dropped open. "I do not need a babysitter."
"GUYS!" Caitlin said loudly. "She's going after dinner. Two guys. The park, over off 64th and S. Lake. Hurry up, because I think she's going to turn them."
She came down the steps of the entryway, swaying as she walked. She lifted her hand to touch his cheek, then snatched her hand back as if burned. "What happened to my naughty boy?" She asked, disgustedly. "You're all ... clean." She shot Angel a furious glance, narrowing her eyes. "You. You've done this to him. You and that Slayer." She gaze slid over Caitlin, making the girl feel like something scaly skittered across her skin, and focusing on Connor. Intrigued, she pushed past Spike and floated over to the boy. She ran her hand in front of his face, not touching him. Eyes closed, she gave a little moan. "Mmmm. Look at the wonderful brother you've made for me." Her eyes flew open, startling Connor. "Maybe I'll give you a little kiss. Would you like that?"
Angel shoved her away from his son, standing in front of him. "What are you doing here, Dru?"
She made her way back to Spike. "Why, I came for my boy. A tiny ant told me he was here, causing all sorts of trouble for everything that crawls and slithers." She wrapped her hand around Spike's neck. "What do you say, love? I believe I can forgive you for getting yourself a shiny new soul. Let's you and I and Miss Edith go to India, or Prague. We always had such a good time there."
"Dru, you almost died in India. And Prague." Spike reminded her patiently. He pulled away from her. "Not this time, pet. I don't think I'm up for a killing spree, not after all I've seen."
"Well, I am," she said, punching him hard enough to send him flying back, then hitting Faith once for good measure as well. Before she could advance, before Faith could fight back, the vampire was raised in the air and sent flying, landing the doorway.
Standing where Drusilla had just stood was Illyria. Illyria turned toward Drusilla and tipped her head a bit. "Insignificant vampire. You will not harm one whom I have chosen to protect. I will see you dead. I will tear your limbs from you one by one, burning each to a cinder before I feed them to you."
Drusilla rose. "I don't understand. What is this creature?" She edged toward the door. "This isn't finished." She told them. "I will have my boys back, or I will kill them both." With that, she left, skirts swirling behind her. Jumping a little as if wakening, Faith ran to the door. "She's gone." Angel turned to study Connor. "You okay?" "Yeah. Who was that?" Caitlin stood, frowning. "That was a vampire, right? Why the hell didn't anyone stake her?"
Faith rubbed her jaw, extending her other hand to Spike. "Seems the ex is a little deadlier than I was led to believe."
"How's that?" Spike asked.
"The way B and rest told it, she's gone in the head, thanks to Angel."
"That makes her more dangerous, not less." Angel said. "We've got to go after her."
"Agreed." Faith said, bending and picking up a crossbow from the pile on the floor."
"How are we going to find her?" Connor said.
"You're not." Angel told him. "You're not fighting her."
"Uh, guys – "Caitlin said, closing her eyes and grabbing her head.
"Sure I am. Angel, you need me. There's no way your going to track her in this huge city without help."
"I have help. Two Slayers, Illyria, Spike. We'll find her, and you stay here where it's safe."
Caitlin rose unsteadily. "I think I..."
Faith spoke up. "Junior won't be safe by himself. Maybe one of us should stay with him."
His mouth dropped open. "I do not need a babysitter."
"GUYS!" Caitlin said loudly. "She's going after dinner. Two guys. The park, over off 64th and S. Lake. Hurry up, because I think she's going to turn them."