The Fight

-By the Docks-

Spike and Andrew are walking side by side down an ally by the docks, Spike seems to be putting all his effort into trying to sense where the crazy slayer is and ignore Andrew. It's dark and slightly eerie as they walk, the only sign of light comes from the scattered street lamps many of which are broken and those that aren't only cast a dull light.

"What are you doing out here, Andrew? Why'd you wanna come with so bad?

"This is where the action is, bro. On the mean streets… Can you dig it?"

"Go back to Wolfram & Hart. Don't have time for games."

"That's good, 'cause Andy ain't playin'. You're not the only one who's changed. Mr. Giles has been training me. I'm faster, stronger, and 82 percent more manly than the last time we…"

Andrew's sentence is cut short as he trips over something and falls to the ground. Andrew looks over at the object that caused his fall and screams like a girl as he realizes that it's a person, a dead person. The man's throat is slashed and there's blood everywhere. Spike immediately turns to Andrew and sees what caused him to scream.

"Well I guess that means that we're close."

Andrew is now standing next to Spike looking down at the body that he previously tripped over. Spike sniffs the air around him.

"Should we call the others?"

"No, this was recent but not recent enough that she might not have gotten that far away."

"You can tell that by smelling it?"

"Uh, yea."

"What's it smell like? The blood I mean."

"Uh, metallic sorta… you ever taste a penny?"

"No, wait… no."

"Smells like that."

Andrew sees a penny on the ground and picks it up as they continue walking.

"So… you and Buffy, are you guys like gonna get back together now or somethin'?"

"And just what gives you that impression?"

"Oh, come on I saw how the two of you were with each other when I walked in the conference room… staring deep into each others eyes with longing and desire, it's so romantic you know she was the vampyr slayer and he was a vampyr who was the slayer of slayers…"

"Andrew now would be a good time for you to shut your yap."

"I was just saying…"

Spike stops dead in his tracks causing Andrew to stop as well.

"What's wrong?" Andrew asks.

"Blood, smells different… stronger."

"Like nickels?"

Spike doesn't respond instead he takes off running around a corner following the scent of the blood, Andrew follows after trying to keep up, and then they both stop.

"Dead end," Andrew says stating the obvious.

"It's her blood."

Suddenly Dana appears seemingly out of nowhere and makes her first move by knocking Andrew out, Spike instantly jumps in to fight her. The dance begins with his sixth slayer to truly fight with; this one didn't have the moves like his first slayer that he killed in china, nor the preciseness that Kendra had, but she sure had the attitude and anger that he had known from Buffy, Faith and even Nikki. He knocks her into a 55-gallon drum that sits in the ally, but she gets right back up again and they continue to fight. Andrew starts to wake up and soon realizes what's happening around him, then as Spike is knocked to the ground Andrew pulls out a tranquilizer gun and shoots at Dana who dodges out of the way and then kicks Andrew in the head as he's trying to reload. As Dana runs out of the ally Spike charges after her. He chases her without truly paying attention to where he's going. She gets ahead of him and out of sight, after a moment to find her scent Spike descends an old flight of stairs into a basement; they creak as he walks but he continues to move into the darkness. As he reaches the bottom sees Dana again.

"All right, pet. No getting away. Got your scent locked in now… could track you for miles."

"No escaping."

"That's right. No escaping. Now, all the same... don't wanna have to hurt you."

"Doesn't hurt if you hold still."

"Uh…right."

"Heart...and head. Have to get home… doesn't hurt if you hold still."

Spike lets out a slight chuckle trying to calm his fear.

"You're a real sack of hammers, aren't you? Hey...don't worry. I used to date a girl who wasn't all there."

"Heart...and head. Stab the heart, cut off the head… only way to be sure."

"That's slayer talk, isn't it?"

"Keep cutting till you see dust."

"Right. Let me explain. You got visions… right? Vampire slayer memories kickin' around in your head, which is tough... 'cause it sounds like you're past midnight on the crazy clock anyway."

"Please don't. I have to get home to my son... to my Robin."

"Robin? Oh. Hey, you're talking about Nikki, the slayer I offed back in… Uh, yeah you probably don't want to think about that, pet."

"William the Bloody."

"No. No. No. That's not gonna lead anywhere good. You want to focus on what's real."

"Head and heart. Don't be scared."

"Now we're gonna…"

Before Spike has the chance to finish what he was going to say Dana kicks him hard knocking him to the ground. Dirt flies up around him as his body makes impact on the floor and before he knows it he's being drugged as Dana plunges a needle into his neck. As Spike continues to try and fight the world starts to fade away and then everything goes black.

-The Ally-

Andrew starts to wake up again, this time he realizes that he's alone in the ally. He stumbles slightly as he stands up. He looks around and realizes that he is truly alone, he pulls out his cell phone and makes two phone calls.

"…Buffy, yea…we found her, Spike was fighting with her… yea… but then I was knocked out… Buffy let me finish this is important, they're both gone, I woke up and no one was here… I'm in an ally by the docks… no I don't know which way he went… please hurry, I just have a bad feeling about this… ok… ok bye."

Andrew then dials his second call to Angel.

-The Basement-

The world starts to rush back to Spike, but he's defiantly still disoriented; everything around him seems slightly blurry, he looks around at his environment and sees Dana, as he talks to her his speech is slightly slurred.

"Piece by piece"

"What'd you do…?"

"Shh… stay quiet, I'll let you go."

"You're homicidal. What did you do... to me?"

"Losing all your pieces. Not weak… can't touch me anymore."

Spike looks away from Dana who's holding a bone saw covered in blood and lifts his arms to see that his hands have been cut off at mid forearm. It's an unnatural thing to see, and seems surreal to Spike. In his hazy way of thinking he doesn't know quite what to say.

-By the Dock-

Buffy is running she can tell that something's wrong, she can feel it. All she knows is that she has to find Spike, and she has to find him right away. She honestly didn't know exactly how she was going to find him just that she had to. There's someone off in the distance, she can't quite tell who it is but keeps running in his direction, as she gets closer she realizes that it's Angel and slows down as she reaches him.

"Buffy," he calls out as she nears.

"We have to find him… something's wrong."

"I know, I got Andrew's call, but Buffy how are we going to find him… we have no idea of even what direction to go in."

"We just… we have to keep looking until we find him…I…I just got him back, I can't loose him again."

Angel sees determination and fear in her eyes, and knows that he has to do whatever he can to help her, he knows that there is a good possibility that Dana has already killed Spike, but he would help her look anyway, and he figures that if they did find her that they will defiantly need backup.

"Where should we start looking?"

Buffy takes a minuet to look around and feel out her surroundings, using her slayer senses to try and feel out where Spike had last been, a breeze blows past her and she can feel the hurt and pain resonating from everywhere around her, she can tell that the docks are a place where many crimes had gone on unnoticed and many people have been tortured. Then she feels it…a slight tingle pulling her in a certain direction and she turns to Angel with resolve.

"This way," she says with determination in her voice.