2 hours earlier

Drusilla sits on Buffy's couch with some hot chocolate. "Thank you for the, um, clothes. That Dress was just….thank you." Dru looks down at the floor, using her finger to circle the rim of her cup. She just stares at her cup.

Buffy is sitting with her legs crossed on her chair, looking at Dru's face. "Your welcome." She replies calmly. Buffy can't get over by how much Dru has changed which makes her think of a question. " Do you still, um….Hear…..things?" Buffy asks curiously.

Dru nods her head. "Yes. They are always in my head. Only once in a while I can get them to stop. When Angel Sired me, they drove me to madness. Well, I guess that was mainly because he slaughtered my family in front of me." She looks up. "He had a soul too at one point. He killed a gypsy princess for me and…" Dru's eyebrows furrow together and she looks at the floor. "My God." She closes her eyes as she remembers. "He mangled her. I remember. Everything." She looks back at Buffy. " The..the girl. She, she had green ribbons in her hair." Dru smiles. "It was red and curly. I was so envious of her hair. And she was gorgeous. Absolutely beautiful." A tear escapes Dru's eye and slowly descends down her cheek. "For 11, she had the makings of a great beauty. And I was jealous. I'd do anything to take it back, asking for her like I did. Angel would do anything for me. So that's how he got his soul. He killed the grand daughter of a powerful Gypsy witch. They cursed him, and the world benefited from it. So some good came out of the bad." She looks back up at Buffy and wipes her cheek with her hand as she uses the other to set her cup down. " But I still regret it. All of it. I can hear all of them, all of my victim's and the people I'd capture for days and torture them. They are all inside. And there are victims that aren't even mine in my head. They are all there just….swarming and….infesting….and not…going…away…" Dru's tear stricken face turns away again from Buffy as she gets up and begins to pace. "I need to…. To go…I need to get out…I need…." Her face lights up, she quickly turns to a very shocked Buffy. " I need to see Spike." She goes onto her knees and grabs Buffy's hands. "Please, bring me to him. I need to see him….please….please." Each please barley a whisper. She then puts her head into Buffy's lap. "Please."

Buffy is frozen into place, not moving, letting Dru hold her hands. Okay. WOAH! A little TOO much information here! This…this is just too much period. Buffy gets up, and paces. No, she…she can't be here. She can't just…STAY here. What can I d- SPIKE! She wants me to take her to Spike anyways. She doesn't even know where Spike lives. She paces and thinks as Dru looks at her frantically. He came out of no where that night. Then Buffy just stops. No, not no where. The crypt beside her grave. She smiles to herself. Where else would it be? She than looks at Dru. She pulls Dru to her feet. "I'll take you to Spike. We finish this later." Buffy grabs her coat and stake. She turns toward Dru with malice. "I know you mean well now, but your still a monster." She opens the door. "Nothing, not a soul or a conscience, will EVER change that." She stands aside. "Get out of my home, and don't come back. If we ever talk again, I'll find you." Dru nods in submission and walks through the doorway, Buffy quickly shutting the door and taking lead.

"Thank you." She looks over her shoulder at Dru, but she turns her head, not meeting Buffy's eyes. Buffy sneers and turns her head. Dru tries to keep up with Buffy's fast pace as they walk in silence.

NOW

Spike immediately stands up looking at Dru. He brings his hand to his face, wiping away the sweat left over from his dream. "Dru, is….is it real?" He asks.

Dru smiles at his question, and nods. "Yes. I now have a soul Spike. I…I needed to..to apologize for my…actions tonight." She says in between scared breaths. "Can you forgi- AHH!" Dru rapidly falls to the ground, her hands reaching for her temples, her face in twisted pain. "SPIKE!" She screams out to him. He quickly goes to her, picks her up off of the floor and carries her to the bed. "Spike…" She whispers before she goes unconscious. He gently sets her on the bed and stands over her, drinking in every detail. He forgot about her fits. But now it's more Skin deep, with her soul back, now she can't endure the pain like before as a full pledged vampire. Suddenly the door bursts open, and Buffy is standing there in all her slaying glory. Spike couldn't help but smile.

"Well well well, came to finish her off then?" He glances at Dru unconscious. Then he side steps so he blocks her body. " 'Fraid can't let you do that." He brings his arms to his side, ready to tackle the slayer for a good fight. A fight he NEEDS to get out of his system. But Buffy just scowls and drops her raised stake to her side. Spike frowns on the inside, but is also excited. What does this mean? Spike shakes his head a little. Don't you bloody well start. He looks up at Buffy, who still hasn't moved.

Just turn and go, no innocent civilian getting eaten alive, so just leave. Buffy tells herself. Her feet don't move. She looks around a little and then crosses her arms defensively. "I Heard a scream in here. I thought Dru and you were have a celebration meal. You know after successfully tricking the slayer. Just, staying on edge." More like scared that Dru did something to you. Buffy shakes her head. Bad Buffy. No fuzzy feelings for a peroxide vampire. But, all that black on him is really ni-BAD BUFFY! Buffy shakes her head again, a little harder this time. She looks at Spike again. "But since no house blood bath is going on, I guess I'll be going then." She turns quickly, her feet finally allowing her to move. But Spike's voice stops her half way.

"What? Is that all? HA! You really had me fooled. I thought you were a type of slayer where every kill matters, no matter how intruding-" He looks straight at Buffy, "Or how good looking the vampire is." Spike smirks at Buffy's reaction. "Your supposed to go out with a Bang with every vampire you meet. Not with, 'I guess I'll be going then'" Spike imitates Buffy's voice, badly.

"What, would you rather I dust you and your girlfriend? Because right now, I'm doing you a favour, 'Pet'" Buffy imitates Spike, badly. They glare at each other for a minute.

"Then stop with the pleasantries, and get to it love." Spike says slowly at Buffy. He than takes a fighting stance. Buffy Drops her stake and reflects Spike's stance.

"Your totally gonna get your ass served raw." Buffy Responds. Than she Jumps down off the stairs and they begin to circle each other. Spike takes the a swing at Buffy, which she grabs and pulls him forward, and knees him in the family jewels. Spike's eyes bulge.

He stumbles back a bit, leaning forward, taking deep, not needed breaths. He looks up after a minute. Buffy smiles and raises her eyebrows at him. He smirks, "That's more like it." He than tackles Buffy and traps her underneath him, arms held down by her head. Spike throws in a few good punches before Buffy rolls him onto his back and she punches much in the same manner. Than he grabs her fist just before it reaches his face, and looks up at Buffy. All challenge gone from his face. Buffy's face also takes on a new look as she stares at Spike. They stay like that, staring at each other, absorbing all of each others features. She then quickly gets up and wipes the dust of her shirt. She looks around for her stake, picks it up, and once again heads toward the door. "Buffy." he calls out. She stops. It's the first time he has used her name. She tilts her head in his direction to show she was listening. "Why are you doing this? I mean, me, vampire. You, slayer. Slayer stakes vampire. World is prosperous. Why won't you?" He gets up and stands in the middle of the floor, with this curiosity in his eyes.

Buffy tilts her head a little more so she can make eye contact with Spike. "Yes, you're a vampire Spike. And it's my job to hate you." Than she turns her head straight. "So why can't I?" Than she starts to walk up the stairs. "So the question should be, what's holding me back." and than she was out the door, fading into shadows, with a vampire looking at her back in shock.

"Spike?" Dru mumbles as she slowly sits up. She looks around, stuff is tipped over. She looks at Spike in alarm. "Did I miss anything?"