Spike arrived in Los Angeles after Dru practically threw him out of the mansion.
"Mummy needs help Spikey, Daddy needs to come home. The Family is dieing."
He knew this, but that didn't mean he was looking forward to dragging his sorry ass sire all the way back to Sunnydale.
But for once the family needed him.
Which is the exact reason he was standing outside this oversized roach house trying to get his bearings before going in, this wasn't about him anymore Buffy's life was now on the line.
Ten seconds later the snarling Childe of Angelus burst through the double doors of the Hyperion to find his Sire on the floor which the 'Fang Gang' surrounding him.
"Oh Baby are you alright?" Cordelia cooed to Angel while running her fingers through his hair.
"Oh bloody hell, he's not dust he'll be fine." Spike sighed in frustration.
"What do you want Spike?" asked Angel woozily.
"Other than to kick your ass until next apocalypse?" Spike chuckled. "I just came here to make you aware of something but it seems that you might be feeling the effects already."
"Well Spike cant this wait? My Angel just collapsed in the middle of the lobby and we have no idea why." Cordelia whined as Fred and Gunn nodded in unison.
Spikes eyes widened and then narrowed with realization. "Your Angel? YOUR ANGEL! Oh bloody perfect, you fuckin' imbecile, you don't deserve her, not the air she breathes or the ground she walks on. You left your family to shag princess here while she does the noble thing and now she's dieing because of you."
Angel's eyes got wide and scared when he understood which she Spike was referring to. Buffy.
"You can feel it too and you're just going to let it happen. You're no better than anyone else that's already abandon her-her friends, her watcher, her mother, her father. Hell at this point I'm willing to be Angelus is better for her right now, at least he loved her!" Spike bellowed while Angel flinched, the words almost physically hurting him.
Cordelia's mouth dropped. "Spike get the hell out of my hotel! Did you come here because poor Slutty is in trouble again? Don't you get it he left, she's not his responsibility anymore. She's the Slayer tell her to deal." She spat.
"You just don't get it, she may be The Slayer but she can only survive so much, especially after so much she's lost, so much she's given. She's finally broken, she's fought so much saved your asses so many times, helped so many and now she's finally given up." Spike paused. "She's gone, she's dieing."
Angel nearly collapsed in the lobby chair, he didn't know what to say. What could he say?
"Alright vampire, time for you to leave" Gunn declared while trying to push spike out of the door.
"I'm not leaving until he explains to me why he wont help his dieing mate, Buffy!" The vampire roared.
"Buffy? Short blonde, powerful and a hell of a roundhouse kick?" Gunn questioned
"Yeah and My Sire's bloody mate, didn't I just say that. Are all you deaf?"
"So what can we do to help?" Gunn asked lowering his weapon and shaking Spike's hand to everyone's utter amazement. "What? The girl saved my life, I owe her."
"You all bloody owe her, especially you" Spike said pointing to Angel. "Right now she's lying in a bed while Dru watches over here waiting for me to bring him back. Oh don't think she wants you there but she sure as hell needs you."
"Well Little Miss-saves-the-world doesn't need to upset him again, I don't need her breaking our Kyruption" (Authors note: I am so sorry if I butchered that word) Cordelia whined and clutched onto Angel who visibly flinched and was about to say something when Spike burst into a fit of laughter
"Queen C, the girl who would berated Buffy everyday for her bloody fashion sense even when she was saving the world, you a champion? Sorry but that's just a bit of a stretch" Spike chuckled.
"W-well she gets visions." Fred said meekly.
"Alright mate, so did the great vision champion see what was going to happen to Buffy?" Spike asked.
Cordelia pretended to be very interested in her shoes when Angel's head shot up, then she chuckled weakly in his direction.
"I thought she could handle the stupid vampires, how was I supposed to know that she wanted to die after I told her about me and my Angel." She whimpered and did some type of puppy dog eyes to Angel.
Angel growled " What the hell Cordelia- You knew! You knew she was going to get hurt? And told her about us? What us!"
" Well, looks like the champion isn't so noble…" Spike growled in frustration.
"Well my peroxide friend She isn't." Whistler said entering the hotel. "And I'm surprised none of you ever saw that. Hello there alley rat." Whistler said to Angel while tipping his hat.
"Whistler" Angel grumbled, today wasn't his day and he was itching to get back to a certain blonde.
"Now, now Angel it's not your fault you were tricked to believe this girl was some kind of warrior let alone champion." Whistler said and glared at Cordelia when she tried to speak up but it didn't work.
"Now wait just a damn minute. I AM A CHAMPION. I'm sick of you two no-bodies coming in here and tell me I'm not. I get headaches, I chip nails and I lose precious beauty sleep." She screeched.
"Whoa now little hussy, I have some down here, via the PTB, to just two things. One is this." Whistler took out an orb from his jacket and let it float over to Cordelia, a ball of light came from Cordelia's head and into the ball. " You weren't meant to have that, Doyle was a little love struck thinking you could handle such power without corrupting them."
Cordelia then screamed in frustration and turned an unflattering shade of red.
"Now for you alley rat." Whistler said calmly walking to Angel, the ball following him and getting bigger. "Like your over dyed Childe said Buffy is dieing" The orb expanded and flattened showing Buffy at the mansion being taken care by Dru. "…and as the powers we can only advise you to go and help her. If you don't she will die a slow and agonizing death ,because your mates bond is so tattered ,over the next few weeks."
Angel looked puzzled. "How is the mates bond.."
"What you didn't think this mates bond thing mattered? Alright here's a little inside info, Buffy is the last slayer. You made her life eternal. Now before you go all introverted and broody she chose this so your soul would be bound, but then again she thought she was going to be with you forever, that's the whole point right?" At whistlers last words left his mouth Angel nearly cried the words stung him deep. "And as much as you like to deny it she is your soul mate, who else can you lose a soul too? She's been calling to you for weeks… have you been too busy or just ignoring her?" Whistler scowled.
"I just wanted to give her a normal life, a chance to be happy and live in the light." He nearly chocked.
"Normal? Normal! You really are a fuckin' poof. Did all that hair gel contaminate you head? Buffy is the vampire slayer, you know 'the one girl in all the world'. She slays demons, lives in the darkness and saves the world, is that normal? She wouldn't be able to ever find someone who could understand that, to still love her and not call her crazy. Here the thing too Poof, she doesn't want to find someone else she loves you, only you and what do you do while she practically, no excuse me, literally dieing over you? You go and hook up with her rival. What about Cordelia and normal?" Spike growled and clutched and unclenched his hands.
"Wow, sounds like this blonde is your real Kyruption (AN: sorry again) go to her" Lorne said.
"I'm already gone." Angel said grabbing his coat.
Spike smiled, whistler let out a breath and Cordelia screamed.
"He's mine damn it!"