Title: Awakening The Queen (2/?)

Author: Gem C

Rating: NC-17

Spike hated to leave his beautiful childe before she even woke, but he had Drusilla to get back to. He was dreading explaining the female scent on him that he knew Dru would pick up on, as well as the fact she would have sensed he had turned someone.

He suspected she would be angry, she didn't like to share. At least he would be sure Cordelia was safe and out of Drusilla's reach for now. Even if she was in the sewers. A fact she wasn't going to be pleased with when she woke. Especially with her new sense of smell.

Now arriving at the crypt Drusilla had picked for them the night before, Spike watched a new problem appear, in the form of a certain slayer and his sire.

He waited until the couple had entered the crypt before following, stopping outside to listen.

"You can't be serious, My Angel, Spikey would never do such a thing," Drusilla's cool voice spoke to her sire angrily. "He knows I don't like to share."

"Didn't you sense it, Dru? When he turned her? Didn't you feel it?"

Dru didn't answer and Spike could almost see his sire shaking her, "Dru! Where is he?!"

"I'm right here, mate. Don't get your panties in a twist," Spike said casually, moving out of the shadows.

Buffy looked behind him, "where is she? … I can't wait to see what kinda loony you went for," she cast Dru a look, "considering your tastes."

Drusilla came forward, "is it true, Spike? You have a chide?"

Spike crossed his arms, "what do you think, Dru?"

She inhaled, "I can smell her."

Spike smirked, "doesn't she smell wonderful?" He asked, inhaling the air around him.

"I'm not sharing you, Spike," Drusilla warned.

"I'm afraid you're gonna have to, Pet."

A low growl erupted from Dru, she roughly shoved Spike to the side, "I'll find her, and I will kill her."

Spike didn't even make a move to stop the vampiress. Cordelia would be awakening soon and he had faith in Dru. Once she found Cordelia, which he had no doubt she'd do, she would be impressed. No one would be so cruel to kill such a rare vampire, one that he sensed she'd be.

Buffy crossed her arms, "well." She looked to Angel, "that saves us a job."

His sire was giving Spike a curious look. Spike grinned, almost seeing the cogs turning in Angel's head.

"What the matter, Angel?" He laughed, "she smell familiar?"

His sire came closer, and inhaled, just as Dru had done before. Trying to place the scent. It was a beautiful scent, so strong, and get so feminine. It suddenly clicked as he peered into Spike's eyes. He could almost see the girl within them.

"You didn't," Angel whispered.

Spike grinned, "oh, I so­­ did!"

"Uh, hello?!" The slayer cried, annoyed.

"Cordelia's not going to be hanging with you anymore, Pet," Spike started, not breaking his eye contact with Angel, "she's gonna be with me."

Buffy gasped when his words sunk in, "you bastard! One of my friends!" She reached for her stake, Angel's cool grip stopped her.

"Friends? You and Cordelia?" Amusement flickered in his eyes. "Besides, you're not going to stake one of my childer."

"Next thing you'll be telling me not to even bother killing any vampires," she huffed, heading out of the crypt. She stood before Spike, "you tell Cordelia, if she makes any trouble for me, I'm now allowed to kick her ass. And next time, Spike, Angel wont be here to keep me from using Mr. Pointy on you."

The two vampires watched the slayer go, childe turned to sire, "you should see her, Angelus, she's beautiful."

"Of course. Your first childer. - Each and everyone are special, but the first? The feelings extraordinary. That's why I couldn't let her stake you." Angel levelled his gaze on the younger vamp, "just no taking her out on a killing spree."

Cordelia raised her head, feeling like she had just had a sample of some happy pill. A very good one at that. She felt no heart beating in her chest, but never felt more alive. Her senses went wild. She could see and hear everything, even in the darkness.

The new vampiress pulled herself to her feet, and she spun on her heel, "Drusilla," she greeted, a small smile working it's way onto her strong face.

The elder vampiress stepped out into the dim light. Not saying a word.

Cordelia circled Dru, smiling evilly, "not happy to see me, Drusilla?"

"Spike is mine."

"Of course. I don't wish to take him from you, … but if he chooses me over you - all by himself - then I'm afraid four's a crowd, Dru."

Confusion flickered in front of Drusilla's face.

"Oh, you wanna know who the fourth is?" Cordelia's hand shot out and grabbed the vampiress by the throat. "I believe he goes by the name of Angelus."

Drusilla raised her arm to punch the younger vampire, but Cordelia knocked it away.

"Tut, tut, Drusilla," she tossed her head back and laughed, "jeez, old age is really catching up with you, Honey."

She let go of Drusilla's throat, the elder vampiresses eyes narrowed, "Spike chose you well," she smiled, a delicate hand moving to her throat, "but soon you will learn, Cordelia, not to mess with your elders."

"Dru!" Spike crossed his arms as he watched the vampiress enter the crypt, "you found her?"

Drusilla smiled, "Cordelia is lovely, Spike. But you are not for her to play with. I made that clear."

A flicker of concern sparked up in Spike's eyes, the sun would be up very soon, "where –"

"- Don't worry, precious," she took Spike's face in her hands, "she's gone to find her own play-mate. When the sun sets tonight, she'll find us, and we'll be a family again."

Spike pushed down Dru's hands, "I'm her sire here, Dru. And she is mine to do with as I please!"

Dru lowered herself to the floor, crossing her legs as she sat, "poor daddy," she cooed sarcastically, "baby didn't come straight home to him when she was born. Baby doesn't love daddy –"

"- Shut up, Dru!"

The vampiress watched as her love marched through into an adjoining crypt, her eyes sparkling as thoughts rushed through her head. "And baby isn't going to be around much longer, not when she brings my daddy home," she whispered.

Angel knew who it was the moment he heard the strong knock on the door. He could sense her. Apart of Spike, that seemed so familiar, and apart of himself… or rather Angelus would be more fitting, as she was evil.

Something brought him up from his bed, and to the door. His curiosity then urging him to open it. He wanted to see her, to know what she was like as a vampire. He opened the door. And he saw, she was beautiful as a vampire.

She stood there, in crumpled jeans and a glittery low back top, the outfit, he guessed, she had been wearing when she had been turned. Her hair was a dark brown wavy mess. Her eyes were dark and sparkled with pure evil. He watched her lick her blood red lips, the color far from painted on; blood dribbled down her chin. He had the strangest urge to lean forward and lick it off for her.

"Cordelia," he greeted, callously.

Slowly, a wide smile worked it's way onto her face, displaying her lovely white deadly teeth, "I think it's about time you swapped that for Cordy, Angel…"

She stepped forward into his apartment, stunned by her beauty, Angel had forgotten that she wouldn't need an invite.

"… And it's about time you swapped that for Angelus. What d'ya say?"

This is short, I know, but I want the next part to be good so I thought I'd post the above and work a bit more on the part to follow rather than have it as one long part.