"Harmony?" Angelus asked bluntly. "You're a vampire?"

"Who?" Darla demanded as Buffy let out a sigh. Drusilla looked to Harmony and then back to Spike.

She looked offended for a moment as Darla finished chaining Spike up where Drusilla had been previously tied to. "Willie got himself a new toy…" She pouted, obviously catching Spike's scent all over Harmony, which upset Dru. He used to always tell her when he was with someone else. Or at least invite her to watch when he would rape a girl to death.

"Willie? What is going on? Why did you tie up Blondie Bear… and… oh, hi Buffy… Wait! What is Buffy doing here? You tied up the slayer! Oh my god, are you going to kill her?" Harmony rambled as Angelus just rubbed his forehead, frustrated.

"Yes."

"Can I help?"

"No."

Harmony let out a whine, crossing her arms as she shifted, obviously wanting to know who everyone was. She recognized Angel, Spike, and Buffy. But that was it, she didn't know who the other two women were… but she had a feeling they weren't nice. "Are you going to kill Spikey?"

"Yes." Angelus replied automatically.

"No. Angelus… no, we are going to give him a chance. We don't want poor Drusilla to feel left out when we start killing as a family again." Darla cut him off as Angelus let out a growl, obviously against the idea. He leaned against the column Buffy as tied to as he ran his fingers gently down her cheek.

"You really are going to listen to that? She just bosses you around… you aren't even her sire! Not anymore! When you were in Sunnydale last time… you listened to no one." Buffy said, looking to Angelus, enduring all the emotional pain he was causing within her.

He gazed down at her, watching her for a moment. Buffy tried to read his face expression, but came up with nothing. "Buff, you don't understand what the rules are. She is my sire, she will always be my sire-"

Angelus was cut off as Spike regained consciousness, trying to free himself from the chains as he looked around, seeing Harmony had joined the group as well. "Dru, love, untie me… come on love, you used to love pain."

"Of course Dru liked pain." Darla said, running her hands up Dru's arms and than slowly wrapped her arms around Dru's waist, rocking them as Dru closed her eyes, moving her body with Darla's.

Angelus watched, getting aroused by just the scene of their bodies together, moving simultaneously. Harmony watched it, getting the same idea as she frowned, putting her hands on her hips. "If this is some erotic vampire party that Spike is having…"

"Harm? What are you doing here?" Spike demanded, staring at Harmony, knowing if he survived this, Buffy was going to kill him. Either way he was screwed. Angelus chuckled; amused by everything that was taking place as he absently stroked Buffy's cheek.

Darla whispered into Drusilla's ear, her hand resting on the other vampire's waist as she spoke. Dru nodded and then left the crypt. Darla smiled, enjoying everything that was going on. She turned to Harmony, finding her the one wrong thing in the whole image. "You. Leave, you don't belong her child."

"Excuse me? You can't boss me around. I don't care who you are, I am not listening to you."

Darla's lips pursed as she slowly strode to Harmony. "Who am I? I am Darla, favorite of the master himself. Sire of Angelus, the Scourge of Europe. I have centuries on you child, Spike's blood runs in yours, but his runs from mine." Darla introduced herself as she slammed her hands into Harmony's chest, causing her to fly back into the air and hit against the cold stone wall, passing out.

"Hmmm… Darla." Angelus said stepping away from Buffy as he walked to his sire, putting his hands on her hips as her pulled her close, taking in her scent as Darla closed her eyes, letting Angelus roam her body. He kissed her cheek gently, moving to her lips as he teased her, giving her a taste of his lips and then pulling away. She let out a soft mew as they walked together, until they hit against the wall. His hands traveled up her stomach as she pushed her body back against him.

Buffy felt tears forming in her eyes, watching the scene. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes as a silent tear slid down her pale cheek. Spike looked to Buffy, seeing it as emotions flowed through him. "Buff, come on love, we need to get free." Spike urged quietly, figuring Angelus and Darla were too busy to watch them.

"Don't speak to me Spike. I trusted you; I let you watch my sister. I left you alone with my mother and sister. And what do you do? You make a sick shrine of me? Invite Dru and Darla and Angelus to stop by for a visit?" Buffy said, gritting her teeth together as her sadness formed into anger, directed to Spike.

"Buffy, you know I would never hurt you. I didn't even know Angelus was back! And I thought Darla, the psycho bitch was dead!" Spike argued back, trying to defend himself, prove that he was on Buffy's side. "Buff, I am helping you love, not them. I would never let Peaches kill you."

"Don't be so sure." Dru said, walking back into the crypt, holding a limp body in her hands. She walked over to Spike, showing him her ring finger as she slid it down the throat of the body, letting the still-warm blood pour from the neck. Spike watched it, going into a daze.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "You sick bastard! Save me my ass! You're still a soulless demon and will always be one!" Buffy shouted to Spike as Darla's moan erupted in the background. Buffy took a deep breath, trying to ignore the sounds of them, focusing on Spike and Drusilla.

"Daddy just couldn't keep his hands off, could he?" Dru asked, looking straight to Buffy as she giggled. She ran a finger over the blood, holding it in front of Spike. "Come on love, drink up…" She cooed, waving her finger in front of Spike, who couldn't help but vamp out. He was torn between the demon and man of him, wanting so much to drink the blood, yet at the same time save Buffy.

She slid her finger on his chin, letting the blood paint his pale skin. She lifted the body, showing him the neck, taunting him. "I…I….I… can't…" Spike stammered, his eyes not moving from the blood sliding down the bodies neck. But he didn't have a soul, and the demon quickly won as he bit into the body, sucking the blood up hungrily.

A second tear dripped down Buffy's cheek.

Review and tell me what you think. Will Willow and Xander come to the rescue? And will Anya be attracted to the demons, begining to doubt her love for Xander? Review... And if you think this will be a Spuffy or Bangel... well, just wait and see.