"What the bloody hell…?" Spike asked, looking around the room, wondering where he was. He looked to Buffy and his confusion grew stronger. "Weren't we just…"
Buffy walked up to Spike and smiled, nodding. "You wanted to have fun, so I made you all become where you were having the most fun in your lives." She cocked her head staring at Spike. "You had the best time of your life when… you had intercourse with a girl. Me. That is me." Her eyebrows burrowed in confusion.
"Slayer, are you okay? What is going on Love? Where am I?" He looked around, having the only thing he could remember was that they began kissing in an old house and it had just collapsed on him. Now he was in a large room, with people he didn't know… and the Slayer was acting crazy.
"Will? Where the hell am I?" Angelus yelled, tossing up a chair. He growled, seeing Spike and then Buffy. "Will? Is that a Slayer? I can smell it, its hanging off of her, if you came after another Slayer…" Angelus picked up Spike by his collar and held him up angrily, causing Spike to yell and protest.
"Wait… you…your hair… and clothes…" Angelus dropped Spike, who brushed himself off. Angelus put his hand to his hair and his eyes widened, wanting to know what happened to his hair.
Buffy frowned at them. "I took you from the times you were most happy, and you are not. I am not. Spike had sexual intercourse with me, and I do not remember…" She cocked her head, thinking back through her many years, trying to remember the memory that she had seen from Spike.
"Will, you had sex with a Slayer? Bad vampire." Angelus growled, his confusion dropped by hearing Buffy's words. They were enemies, they had built up a large reputation in Europe, and if word got around that his grandchilde slept with a Slayer… especially if it was actually sex, and not rape.
"Oh shut up Peaches, you slept with Buffy here and got yourself killed, and sent to a hell dimension." Spike snapped, angry at Angel for tossing him around like that. He had yet to realize what was going on and his eyes kept going back to Buffy, thinking about how they were just about to… but then he was here, wherever that was.
"What are you talking about Will?" Angelus demanded, not liking this place. He wanted to know where he was, and especially where Dru and Darla were… they were just with him a moment ago, along with Spike, but not with the ridiculous hair.
"Peaches, are you back to Angelus? Couldn't stay in L.A., could you, have to come back after Love here…" Spike growled, jealous. He and Buffy were together, why were they all the sudden in a room with many people? "Lose your soul again?" Spike sneered, on a roll, "How could you lose your soul, with good ol Buff with me?"
"Freeze!" Buffy shouted, as Spike and Angelus both froze, unable to move. She paced over to Spike, putting her hand through his head as she had done Angel. Angelus did not know what was going on and started to freak, wondering what kind of Slayer this girl was.
Buffy saw bits of herself doing all these things she did not remember. She did not like this and released Angelus and Spike from their hold. Black smoke began to crowd around Buffy and then she disappeared. Spike and Angel both landed hard on the floor, letting out a grunt of pain.
"Peaches, she's gone…" Spike said, getting up. He and Angel both made eye contact and thought back to when they hugged.
"Spike, we will never mention it again."
"Agreed." Spike said immediately, turning to everyone else, who sat in the chairs, with a dazed and confused look on their faces. "Come on lot, we have a missing Slayer."
Wesley turned to look at Angel and Spike, his face angry. "You let her get away!" He shouted, causing everyone to look up at Angel and Wesley, who seemed to be glaring at each other angrily.
"I am sorry Wesley, I was busy being a young Angelus, who thought he was still killing everyone in Europe, with Dru and Darla and thought Spike here was mad by the hair and outfits. Meanwhile Spike was thinking he was a Spike who was about to be laid by Buff."
Silence covered the room as Spike's eyebrows lifted; surprised Angel even mentioned that out loud. Angel stood still; also surprised he had said it. "Well, we don't have time to discuss what Buffy had just done, we just need to find her… a girl with all the power in the world, disappearing… where would she go?" Wesley said, causing everyone to look at each other with blank faces.
Buffy floated over a crater as she looked down at it. "This is the place, this is where I was. Why do I not remember? I want to remember. I have been here before, it is familiar."
"I can help you remember." A voice said, stepping out of the shadows to the end of the crater, looking down at the purple-eyed Buffy. She stared up at him for a moment and then floated to where he was, staring at him. The man just smirked, his eyes glowing in pleasure of finding the Slayer.