Chapter 10- Examination.
Spike sat on the round table, lags hanging
off from one side. Shirt off, Angel was pacing around him.
"Is
there a particular reason everyone has to be here for this? And why
the great poof is walking around me like Madonna did before…never
mind."
"One, we want to look at this from everybody's
perspective…" Willow said.
"Plus it's just really funny."
Xander added.
"And," Willow continued, "Angel's not
walking around you like, uh, Madonna, he's…examining you."
"Yeah well, Hey! Get that out of my face!" Spike said, slapping
Giles's arm away, the flashlight that he was shinning into the
vampire's eyes, fell to the floor.
"Moody." Dawn said
out-loud, writing on a clip-board.
"I am NOT moody!"
"Spike, when did you start feeling…?" Angel stopped right in
front of him. "No…"
"No what?" Buffy asked, stepping
up to Angel.
"His heart. It's beating."