Disclaimers: I own nothing. All rights and all the hoopla belong to Joss Whedon and all his people.

Timeline: Set during 'Who are you?'

Pairings: Read and see.

Summary: What if Buffy had turned evil instead of Faith?

Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going.

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A/N: Yet another 'what if' scenario. AU. It's pretty much reversed accept Angel never had a thing for Angel. Faith and Xander had a relationship that was more than just sex, but he still met and fell for Anya.

A/N2: And yes I know that I have 20 other stories that I need to be working on, but the evil plot bunnies won't let me. Stupid bunnies holding me prisoner…

The bright lights of the hospital blinded Angel as he walked inside. He stopped and turned back towards the door. "Are you going to come in or stay out here, precious?" He asked his companion, frustration evident in his voice. The entire car ride over to the hospital had been silent and Angel knew why. Drusilla hated these visits to the hospital. He wasn't sure if it was because of who they were visiting or if she was afraid that the doctors would commit her. "Dru?" He repeated when she didn't say a word.

She cocked her head to the side as she listened to something only she could hear. "They're whispering such naughty things." Drusilla finally told him, even though Angel wasn't even sure that she knew whom she was talking to. "Everything is changing." She continued, excitement filling her voice. She walked through the door and slipped her hand into Angel's.

"I guess that means you're coming in today then." He said with a smile as he led her down the hall towards the room. "I won't make you stay for too long. Maybe we'll go to the opera tonight." Even as he said it, the words seemed hollow. It had been over a year since he'd lost Buffy to evil, but part of him still loved her and he knew he always would. But he also knew that the demon in him loved Dru and always would. Things weren't exactly perfect between them, but his relationship with Drusilla had definitely evolved from what it used to be.

They finally reached the room, and Angel hesitated outside. This also was a normal part of their visits to the hospital. But instead of spacing out like Drusilla normally did when Angel hesitated, she began to lead him into the room. "It's different, dear heart." She told him. "Everything is all different."

Caught off guard and not sure what was going on, Angel reluctantly let Drusilla lead him over to the bed. "Dru precious, what has gotten into you?" He asked her curiously. Normally she only behaved like this when they were alone in their bedroom and sometimes even when she was bored, but it was normally was nothing like this. She seemed more crazed than usual, like she already knew what was going to happen. Suddenly he understood, Drusilla had had a vision of what was in the room.

"Look." Drusilla instructed, pointing towards the bed. "It's all empty inside."

Instantly, Angel looked at the bed. It was empty, except for a dripping IV thrown onto it. Angel picked it up and looked at it. "Looks like she's awake."

Just then, a doctor walked into the room and glared at the undead couple. "Excuse me, what are you doing in here? This is a private room!" He yelled at them, causing Drusilla to jump and cling helplessly to Angel's arm.

"Dr. Lamb?" Angel asked him, trying to be nonchalant as he plied Drusilla off his arm, and instead wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her towards him. "You called us about Buffy Summers."

Realization dawned across Dr. Lamb's face. "Oh, Mr. Angel. I'm sorry. Thank you for coming." He said, looking anything but grateful. He seemed jumpy and overly cautious about what was going on. The doctor looked pointedly at Drusilla, who now had taken to watching the corner of the ceiling. "If you would come to my office…"

Angel didn't even glance over at Drusilla. "No, we can talk here." He didn't know why the doctor had called him down to the hospital, but he was starting to become very anxious.

Again the doctor looked at Drusilla instead of Angel. Now, she was muttering something to the wall about 'daisies turning into lemons.' "Isn't she a patient from the psych ward?" Dr. Lamb asked, completely distracted by the insane vampiress.

Now, Angel wasn't just annoyed, but angry as well. "Dr. Lamb, I don't think you've met my ch- girlfriend, Dru." He said exasperated, and desperately wanting to change the subject back to Buffy. It made him edgy when people questioned her sanity and that always made him broody because he knew that it was his fault that she was this way.

Sheepishly, Dr. Lamb blushed and looked at Drusilla. "Lovely to meet you." He muttered before looking at Angel again. "Right, about Miss Summers. We tried to call you earlier due to your connection with the patient, but the police delayed my staff and we didn't get a chance to call you and… your… um… girlfriend until now."

"What happened?" Angel demanded his grip on Drusilla's waist tightening with each second. Suddenly Drusilla mewed and pulled away from Angel.

Drusilla pouted at Angel. "Bad puppy. You can't hurt me. Not here, love." She told Angel before floating back over to the bed and watching the IV drip onto the sheets. It seemed to be telling her a story and she didn't like it at all.

Angel sighed and looked back at Dr. Lamb who had taken to watching Drusilla again, looking very much like the doctor he was. "Dr. Lamb," He said not liking the attention he was giving Drusilla. He was overprotective of his childe as it was and this doctor was just putting him on edge. "What happened to Buffy?"

"Oh, right." The doctor looked sheepish again as he tried to remember what he had been discussing with Angel. "Miss Summers." He sighed and looked at Angel. "She, as you already may have noticed woke up."

In unison, both Drusilla and Angel looked at the doctor. "The lamb has left the flock." Drusilla dreamily stated as she floated back over to Angel. "It has begun, my love. It has already begun."

The doctor looked at Drusilla again before looking back at Angel. "Are you sure she's sane?" He asked Angel with a frown.

Angel glared again at the doctor. "She's fine." He said again trying to distract the doctor in an attempt to keep him from committing Drusilla. "But what about Buffy? You said she was awake. Where is she?"

"She's gone."