Sorry that I haven't updated for awhile. Been really busy with school, concerts, riding, work, family problems... but okay now! Here's to all my reviewers for any and every fic! Thanks everyone! So, back to the story...
Spike wandered Knockturn Alley aimlessly. He was bored and hungry, so he decided to head back to the shop. A sudden twang of guilt erupted within his chest and he froze. He thought of all the bad things he did, then of all the bad things that were done to him. His guilt faded into anger as he continued to the store. He reached it minutes later and unlocked the door. A smile came to his face as he saw Angel hanging from the ceiling, unconscious. That potion was really a strong one, he thought to himself. He went to the refrigerator and got out a carton of blood. He happily slurped it down and then a slight motion caught his eye. He turned to see Angel finally coming to. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Sleeping Beauty?" He sauntered over to Angel, "How'd ya sleep Angelus?"
Angel groaned and slowly blinked his eyes. Everything was so blurry, and spinning, whoa was it spinning. He could hear Spike, but he sounded distant, like he was in another room. "Buffy?" He whispered.
"Sorry mate, lil' Buff's still at school. They only wanted you, they did."
"What? Who wanted...where am I?"
"Some store in some alley. That's all I know. Some dark place with lots of wizarding folk." Spike was tired of talking, he wanted to hear a scream, so he punched Angel on his wounded shoulder. Angel howled out in pain and gasped for unneeded breaths. His vision was clouded in white and he fought to stay conscious.
"Now that's what I call entertainment."
Buffy awoke later that night and Giles, Willow and Wesley were all there. Fred, she was told, was needed back home with Gunn. Some kind of scientific problem in LA. "Did you find him?" Buffy asked softly, but she didn't need an answer, the looks on her friends' faces told her enough. She turned over in her bed and Willow started to talk.
"I tried a locator spell, but there's a powerful charm blocking my way."
Wesley talked next, "I had the knife analyzed by some friends of mine. They found the DNA and prints to be-"
"Spike's." Giles concluded.
"I should have known. He didn't seem right. The whole soul thing was just a smoke screen." Buffy told them.
"I'm afraid the soul is real. He seems to be fighting it somehow." Giles informed them all. Buffy sat up and tears welled up in her eyes.
"We'll find him Buffy. Knowing Spike, he won't kill Angel for awhile. Also, there's a teacher...Snape, Severus Snape. He's been avoiding us lately. We held a conference with all the teachers, and he was the only one who didn't say anything. The Headmaster kept staring at him in the strangest way."
"He knows." Buffy simply said. She jumped out f bed and ran to the door.
"Buffy, no!" Willow yelled after her.
"BUFFY!" Wesley attempted, but she was long gone.
