Spike was pacing back and forth incredibly mad about the slayer. One of their new lackeys was standing to the side watching him.

"I can not win! The bloody slayer won't have it. What do I have to do to beat her?" Spike yelled.

"Well sir you could try to kill her friends." The lackey suggested.

"Tried didn't work" Spike replied.

"Well don't take this the wrong way but have you thought about just leaving town?"

"LEAVE? You want me to leave?"

"The Crickets are chirping!" Drusilla yelled as she ran into the room.

"Damn Dru calm down, you need your rest. Your new lackey here says we run. Where did you find this guy anyway?" Spike asked.

"Found him withering in an alleyway. A demon had made himself a little play toy out of my seedling. Flower lost all its petals. Bad. Bad." Drusilla explained.

"Now back to what we should do about the slayer." Spike said.

"If I may suggest….." The lackey said as he burst into ash.

"I don't think I want to take your advice anymore." Spike said as he clutched a stake in his hand.

"The light shines on us. So bright it shows us to her." Drusilla said.

"Exactly Dru all we need is a little distraction and then this town will be ours for the taking."