Pairing: Spike/Faith
Karma: No, I didn't forget about this story, I just forgot what I had planned for it. But I'm all back on track now. Thank you, to those who have stayed loyal to this story, and have sent letters bugging me about it. I love you guys.
Daylight shone dimly above Spike as he trudged through the sewers. His mind, as usual, was on Faith. He kept thinking about her statement during the night, which made him start thinking of his plan. As soon as Buffy was dead, he was going to turn Faith. He had already planned to do this, but he hadn't planned on doing it so soon. But last night had put his mind in a whirl and he realized that if he didn't turn her now, he may not get the chance in the future.
Without even realizing where he was going, Spike found himself in the old factory. He slowly looked around. He hadn't been here since Angelus had gotten it torched by Buffy. He smiled slightly when he saw one of Drusilla's broken dolls on the floor. He had missed Drusilla, well almost, her ramblings did begin to get to him after a while. He leaned down and picked the doll.
Suddenly he felt something whiz past him. He jerked into a fighting stance. Buffy stood not twenty feet away, a crossbow in her hands. "Hello, Spike. Miss me?" She asked completely devoid of emotion.
"Slayer." Spike growled throwing the doll back down to the ground. "Ready for death so soon?"
Buffy laughed a hollow, lifeless laugh. "No, Spike, but you are."
He quirked an eyebrow. "I'm already, dead, pet."
"But Faith's not."
His eyes widened in fear. "What did you do to her?" He growled immediately slipping into gameface.
Again, Buffy laughed her bone-chilling laugh. "You have to wait here and see." She said pointing her crossbow at him.
"Angel?" Willow cried out as she ran into the mansion. She hoped that he was here. She had looked everywhere else for him but her. The redhead wasn't sure if Angel knew about what had happened to Buffy's house, but if he had she knew that he would be worried to say the least.
"Willow?" Angel anxiously asked as he stepped out of the shadows. "Is Buffy-"
"She's fine... I think..." Willow told him as she frowned. She wasn't sure exactly how to phrase what she wanted to say next.
The souled vampire knew there was something that Willow was trying to hold back. "Well? Have you seen her?" He didn't know what he would do if he lost Buffy too.
Willow sighed. "No, which is why we need your help. I think I might know where she is and I don't think that you're going to like it."
Faith had left the mayor's office an hour ago and was beginning to become worried. Spike was supposed to meet her at the apartment and he never showed up. Frowning, she left the apartment and began walking to the mansion. She didn't know why he'd be there but she had a feeling that that's where Spike would be.
Buffy kept the crossbow trained on Spike, not letting it stray from his heart. "What. Not gonna say anything, Spikey?" Buffy taunted. "You kill my mom. MY MOTHER! And you think you're going to get away with it?" She chuckled. "Guess again."
Spike just stared at her. Of all the ways he thought this confrontation would turn, this was not one of them. He had pictured her crying, weeping and too weak to fight him, but this psychotic version of Buffy had never even crossed his mind. He didn't care what plans Buffy had for him, but he did worry about what her plans were for his girlfriend.
"Hey, Spike, you here?" Faith called out as she walked into the factory. She smiled when she saw him, but the smile disappeared when she saw the other slayer. "B? What in the fuck do you think you're doing!" She yelled at her, completely nervous about Spike's fate.
"Getting revenge." Buffy said dully as she trained the crossbow at Faith and pulled the trigger.