"Daddy?" a voice broke through the din of the alley and Spike quickly turned to face it. "Daddy, why is the nasty lit'l insect talking to you?" she asked, stepping out of the haze and wrapping her arms around his waist. Spike took a long look at Cecily as she stood in wonder. Her eyes darted from Dru to Spike and back again. Spike sighed and closed his eyes.
"Nothing, luv. We were just talking." He replied, lying as best he could.
"Tut, tut, Daddy. Mummy knows your secrets. And that one," she pointed toward Cecily. "Is a buzzing little worm."
"Worms don't buzz." Spike reminded her softly, taking her hand and rubbing his thumb over the palm.
"Wicked, wicked worm. May I tear her eyes out?" she asked, smiling and looking at him from over his shoulder.
"No." He replied coldly. "She was just about to be on her way."
Drusilla made a soft growling noise toward Cecily and Spike lowered his gaze to her.
"Good. Mummy doesn't like it when her baby boy gets all tangled in sticky webs. Webs that aren't his own." She said coldly, her face shifting to the demon. Spike sighed and gave one last look at Cecily before she began to leave. As she turned her back and started to disappear into the night, she turned back.
"Forgive me, William. I fear your heart will always be so easily broken." She said back to him. Spike furrowed his brow at her words and watched soundlessly as the pendant around her neck glowed brightly. He cocked his head and watched as she turned and fled the alley.
"Whispers, whispers. Someday you'll know all about the whispers." Dru breathed into his ear. Spike just shook his head and leaned in to kiss his dark beauty.