A/N: hey guys! here's my latest installment. hope you like it!
Reunion: Chapter 3: Moving In
Spike POV, outside the mansion
Spike looked thoughtfully at the manor that loomed above him. It brought back many memories; some good, some bad. He let out a sigh. It was inevitable.
Darla POV
Darla was in the garden when she heard the knock. She got up quickly, hoping it was a lost traveler for her to taste.
Spike POV
Spike hated having to do this. As he stood on the stoop, he wondered what the hell had brought him to this.
Darla POV
When Darla opened the door, she was disappointed. Damn. It was only Spike. "What do you want?" she sneered. She never liked him much.
"I'm moving in," he answered simply as he pushed past her.
Angelus POV
When Angelus came through the door, he wasn't expecting this. He dropped the two teenage boys he had been carrying for Darla and Dru. "What the hell is going on? Why is that son of a bitch here?" he roared. "No, wait, you want that chip removed, right?"
"Yeah, well, that's part of it," Spike answered smoothly.
"Fine," Angelus said calmly as if this was as easy as removing a scrap of food from between one's teeth. He then grabbed Spike and – without any painkillers, drugs, etc. - pulled the chip out.
"Ow! Bloody Hell! That bloody hurt!" Spike yelled fuming.
"Now get out!" Angelus began shoving him toward the door.
"What about family, Angelus?" Spike said coolly, reminding Angelus of not treating family well.
"Now what do you want, Spike?" Angelus asked, sighing.
"I'm moving in," Spike said simply.
"What?!?!" Angelus exploded.
"Oh, don't worry, Peaches. I already ate," and with that he walked off to his new room. He smirked. Spike was back. William the Bloody was back. No chip this time, bitch. Instead of just Angelus and me in a wheelchair or just me, you got us both at the same time. Now don't you feel lucky?
Drusilla POV
Dru felt so happy. Everyone was home again.... Darla..... Angelus..... Miss Edith...... Spike..... The stars and the pretty moon had been telling her this happen. And now that Spike, Darla, and Angelus were better, things would be like they used to be. With all the screams, blood, torture, and death, things were going to be fun again.
Darla POV
Darla was furious! How could Spike ever think to come back again!? Damn that Angelus! How could he think to strike a deal?! With Spike no less! Now on top of not seeing Angel, she was going to see more of Spike! She growled as she ruthlessly bit into her evening meal.
Angelus POV, inside Buffy's room
Angelus couldn't get enough of her. She lay there so peaceful and serene. Yet she was a killer. She was powerful. Something so deadly was so pretty. Like a China doll. So pretty until you break it and cut your finger. He laid a single red rose next to her and with a quick turn on his foot, he was gone.
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