I'm back! Well, this holiday season I got a lot of time to think so I was able to do something with this story. It's turning out to be longer than I thought. So, as a holiday gift to you all, I decided to give this part to you. Happy holidays!

Special thanks to-

Kestral: Read and find out, my dear

ShvrMeTmbrs05: If you read the rest of the series, you'll discover where she learned 'poof' from

Snap-crackle-pop, Xanderette43, DevilishGurl0222, and CHII: Thank you guys so much for reviewing. Every bit helps. As always, you kick ass. Keep reviewing my darlings, and I shall reward you greatly.

Lastly, Thanks to Dacie and Spikaholic101: I really love your fics and to have you review mine is a great honor. And thanks for your long review Dacie, I hope I don't disappoint!

Now, onto the story…

PART TWO

…close your eyes and pray…

Giles stirred on the floor. He rolled his shoulders as he groaned slightly. Angelus watched, smiling gently. When Giles lifted his head and saw Angelus, a silent fear filled him. Oh god, what now?

"Hi, Rupert!" Angelus said, smiling. "I wasn't sure you were gonna wake up. You had me worried." Angelus jumped to his feet, happy to look down at the watcher.

Giles, not accustomed to being at anyone's feet stood as fast as he could. Which, due to his injures, was extremely slow. "What do you want?"

"I wanna torture you. I used to love it, and it's been a long time. I mean, the last time I tortured somebody, they didn't even have chainsaws."

Anglus grinned as the fear flitted across Giles' face. He turned from him and walked toward the large stone statue. Slowly, Giles turned. As he beheld the great being before him, his eyes widened. Angelus eyed the stone demon with a sword protruding from its chest.

"Oh yeah, Acathla. He's an even harder guy to wake up than you are. I mean, I performed the rituals, said all the right phrases... blood on my hand. Got nothing. Big doughnut hole for my troubles. I figure you know the ritual. You're pretty up on these things. You could probably... tell me what I'm doing wrong," he stepped closer to Giles, like a panther. "But honestly, I sorta hope you don't..." he paused as he stood in front of him, " 'cause I really want to torture you." Angelus stared at him, his evil glittering in his eyes.

"And if I refuse?" Giles replied stiffly.

Angelus smiled. "I was hoping you would say that. See, if torturing you doesn't work..." Angelus motioned towards a door.

Giles turned to stare at the door. Drusilla emerged first, her arm extended inside the room. Giles tried hard to see what was standing in the doorway.

"Come on, dearie, don't be shy..." Dru crooned to the child.

Giles gasped as Dawn emerged. But this wasn't the Dawn he remembered, happy if not slightly annoying. This Dawn looked like... a doll. Her body was wrapped in a light white gown; similar to ones he had seen Drusilla dressed in. She had a red ribbon wrapped around her throat, a great contrast to her pale, pale skin. Her lips were petal pink and her large sapphire eyes stuck out now, more than ever. Her dark raven hair was in an intricate hair-do. It was lifted off her neck in a French twist, with curls framing her porcelain complexion.

"Isn't she pretty?" Angelus slurred sarcastically. He chuckled before smirking. "Now where was I... ah, yes. If torturing you won't work..." he strut over to Dawn and put his arm around her shoulders. She didn't even flinch. "We'll start on Dawnie here."

Angelus gave her a squeeze and smiled at her. Her expression remained blank. He didn't see the anger filling them when he turned away.

~*~

As Buffy and Spike walked down the street, Spike glanced at Buffy. Subconsciously, he started recalling statistics about her. Goes to Sunnydale High, lives on Revello Drive with her mother, Joyce, and younger sister, 12. Dawn. He remembered Dawn. Dawn on School Night, fighting him bravely. Dawn on Halloween as the slayer, turning him on more than his own dark princess. Dawn. For the first time, he noticed how different Dawn looked from the rest of her family, almost as though she didn't fit in. He had never seen the father, but the rest of the Summer family were blondes. Both Joyce and Buffy had blonde, curly hair. In fact, Dawn didn't look a thing like either of them. Although, she sure shared her sister's attitude at times. And her eyes... big blue eyes.

"So," Buffy said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "What's the deal?"

"Simple," Spike said. "You let me and Dru skip town, I help you kill Angel."

Buffy shook her head, "Forget about Drusilla. She doesn't walk."

Spike glared at Buffy, "There is no deal without Dru."

Buffy glared back. "She killed Kendra."

Spike stopped, surprised. "Dru bagged a slayer?" Spike chuckled, obviously please. "She didn't tell me! Hey, good for her!" Spike took one look at the slayer and stopped smiling. "Though not from your perspective, I suppose."

Buffy looked at him with contempt and continued to speak, obviously very pissed. She made to speak when Spike sighed, suddenly serious.

"Look. This deal works for me one way. Full stop. Me and Dru for Angel." Buffy still didn't look convinced. "I'll take her out of the state. You'll never hear from us again, I bloody well hope."

They came to a stop in front of her house. Buffy knew that she had no choice. Sighing and clenching her teeth, she turned and looked at the smirking Spike.

"Fine. Go back to the mansion. Make sure-."

"Buffy!" cried her mother as she came out of the door. "Buffy, Dawn-!"

But as Joyce tried to continue, a vampire came out of no where and attacked her. As she screamed, Buffy ran to them and grabbed the vampire by the shoulders. With a ferocious yank, she threw the vamp away from her mother and towards Spike. Never willing to pass up a chance to fight, Spike immediately started to punch the lackey repeatedly in the face. Buffy pulled out Mr. Pointy, wincing briefly at the memory, before staking the vampire. Joyce's eyes widened in surprise as the man turned to dust.

Spike looked at the dust. "Probably one of Angel's boys."

Buffy nodded. "Watching me... or you."

"Buffy," Joyce said, snapping out of her shock. "What just happened here?"

With hesitation, Buffy sighed and looked at her mother. "Mom... I'm a Vampire Slayer."

Joyce blinked. "A what?"

Buffy paused and started to explain to her mother. Through out all this, Spike sighed, obviously bored. He decided to leave, after all, he made his deal. But as he turned to move, Joyce called to him.

"Is this true?" Joyce asked him.

"What?" he replied. He hadn't been paying attention.

"Did your girlfriend kill Kendra?"

Spike smiled, proud. "Yep. That she did. My Drusilla."

"Kill..." Joyce paused. "Dru- Dawn. Something about Dawn."

"What about Dawn, mom?" Buffy asked, thinking her sister had done something annoying again.

"Dawn," Joyce suddenly remembered. "Dawn was kidnapped!"

Buffy stopped. "What?"

"Angel's doing no doubt," Spike said, suddenly angry.

Buffy panicked. If Angelus got hold of her sister... "You sure she didn't run away?"

"She couldn't have," Joyce said. "All her things are still there and it looks like she was pulled out the window."

Buffy shut her eyes. "Spike, go back to the mansion and keep an eye on Giles and Dawn."

Spike nodded. "Right."

"You know where Dawn is?" Joyce said, turning to Buffy.

"And Spike?" Buffy said. Spike turned to the slayer. She momentarily forget about Giles. "If Dawn dies... she dies."

Spike left quickly. Once he was out of Buffy's range, he ran for the mansion. Dawn wouldn't get hurt. He wouldn't allow it.

tbc.

What will happen to Dawn? Will Spike save her in time? Will everything go as it was without Dawn? REVIEW and tune in next time to find out! Same fanfiction time, same fanfiction place.