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I'm So sorry my fans! I have been busy for a long time, and I just registered for high school today, so I had a little extra time on my hands. This chapter is a little short, so I'll try to get it updated. And I realize that I keep using Angel instead of Angelus, but hey, I like to make it confusing for those perfectionists. lol. okay, I hope you like this chapter.

Angel

Angel runs down the sewer pipe, after finally getting the trap door open. Rethinking the idea of a bolt that can withstand vampire/slayer strength. He scowls as he thinks of the Slayer. She killed her once, I'm not going to let this little deal Dru made kill her again. He speeds up, following Dru's smell down the pipe, until he stops. He turns around and runs a little ways back to another pipe intersecting with the one he was in. He sniffs. Dru? He sniffs again. Definitely. He looks down the other pipe, and then looks at the one to his left again. "Damn it." He keeps looking down the pipes, not being able to choose. He groans. Then he Puts one hand over his eyes and points with the other. He spins 7 times and stops. Then he opens his eyes to find himself pointing a little off down a pipe. He doesn't know which one, but he has made a choice. He begins to run again. If anyone had ever seen that, it would be the death of me. But he smiles.

"Spike? Are you okay?" Dru says quickly standing up, but just flops back down on the bed very dizzy. "Ooo, right. The unconsciousness."

Spike smiles slightly. "You had a tumble Pet. So did me and the Slayer." He says with a snarl, and wiping the blood from his nose. He shakes his head as he looks at the door. She is so damn confusing. She would have drove Einstein mad. Well, even more so than he already was. He looks back at Dru, realizing she must be hungry. He walks up to her and takes her hand. He gently pulls her to her feet. "Well, you must be starving, we can go over and get some blood from the butchers for you, and then we can figure out what to do." He starts to lead her to the door. Dru smiles.

"You know Spike, you can really be compassionate when the time is right." He looks at her a little shocked. But he just snorts and keeps heading slowly with Dru toward the crypt door. Then She remembered her vision. Dru stops walking and looks up at Spike in shock. "You and the…the slayer?" Dru asks astounded. She looks past Spike at the hole in the floor. "You started as enemies, but will become friends, then…." She looks again at Spike, " Then you'll…..oh for Christ sake, I can't remember." She scowls and looks at her feet. She suddenly has energy and begins to pace and think. Trying to remember what her vision was. Then her eyebrows go up, and her eyes fill with tears. She turns toward Spike. " But….there will be a sacrifice….for love…." She looks at Spike dead in the eye." Your Sacrifice." She walks up slowly towards Spike who is more than confused. Dru Puts her hand on his cheek, still looking him in the eye. "Your love." She smiles a little. "But not the love for me. Of course not. But a new love. A love barley discovered by the time of this sacrifice. This Sacrifice will be one of true love. For Her." She looks down at the floor, drops her hand, and takes a few steps back, still not looking at Spike. She says in barley a whisper, "For Buffy." Dru walks towards the door, avoiding Spike's shocked eyes. "She…She won't know, you don't even know. You'll never say the words. But even now, your heart beats for her, and her alone. Or at least, someone like her." Dru's eyebrows once again furrow together. She looks out of a window as she speaks. " Someone from the past, who has returned, but not as Buffy. Someone who has influenced you, not through flesh and blood, but through your mind. Her Soul. Elizabeth's soul." Dru said almost on a sour note. Then her face grows quickly gentile again. She turns and begins to sob. " Bloody Elizabeth…" using her hand, Dru fiercely wipes away the tears and turns to look at Spike once more. "This is what I saw Spike. And It's all true. Down to every vague detail." She took Spike's hand in her own. "And I'll help you to fight it, if you want me too." After Dru finished her speech, there was a long silence. Finally, Spike's shocked expression shakes into one of bewilderment. He looks in to Dru's eyes. He smiles a little.

"Let's get you fed." and takes her out the door, in all her Drusilla Glory. She is once again engulfed by the visions, though now, she has a fraction of her humanity back. She has emotion. And that means jealousy, love, hate, etc. I'm going to discover what Dru was like before Angel. Wow. I mean…WOW… Spike thought to himself. There was barley anything before Angel. He basically MADE history. Pffft. Bloody ponce, that's what he is. Spike scowled all the way through the graveyard and through the streets, not knowing he was being watched.

Angel Snarls as he watches Spike walk with Dru with his arm around her. "You've crossed a line Spike. And that leads to consequences." After they disappear around the corner, Angel stands up from his hiding place. But he walks in the other direction. "Just give me time." and is engulfed by the shadows.

RILEY

Riley quickly walks up the sidewalk. "Angel is going to kill me! Literally!" Riley brings his hands up to his head. "She knew him! She KNEW him! I never should have said his name! Damn it! Damn it damn it DAMN IT!" he shouts out to no one, not realizing he was beside the graveyard. Then he hears muffled voices and immediately drops behind a bush close by.

"Did you hear that Giles? I swear it was a….Damn it?" Buffy looks over at Giles and sees him looking at her sceptically." What? There could be a Damn it monster loose in Sunnydale. Never underestimate your local Damn it Demon." Buffy declares matter-of-factly, nodding her head. Giles just sighs and cleans his glasses. He continues to walk.

"Moving on, are you sure Drusilla is Handicapped? I'm not one for acting, but, could she be spoofing it?" Giles asks Buffy.

Buffy turns her head, looking at Giles as they walk. "Spoofing? You have a vocabulary meant for kings, and the best word you could use for that sentence, was Spoofing? I swear you need to get out more." Buffy smiles jokingly at Giles, who goes a tiny shade of red. "And no. I don't." Buffy stops and brings up one finger. "One, She saved me when she could have sucked me dry." Buffy brings up another finger, "Two, She was definitely afraid of Angel and Darla, not understanding where she was for a moment, and had lost all memory until a few minutes later." Buffy brings another finger up. "Three, she seemed sincere about her being sorry for her victims. She even apologized to me about Doug." She looks down at the ground. And brings her hand down." and besides, she's with Spike. Someone who hates her more than me, but when I went back in after I left her there, he protected her. That MUST mean there has been a change in her humanity." Buffy looks up at Giles and stops. She takes Giles's hands in her own in a very daughterly way. "Besides, I have the best Watcher a Slayer could have to catch me if I'm wrong." She hugs Giles.

"And a friend to pull me back up." She pulls away and they begin to walk again.

"Ah, thank you, Buffy." Giles says awkwardly. He feels like a father to this young girl, and at this moment, she showed him that he is more than just her teacher. Giles was touched by that.

Suddenly a Vampire jumps them from behind. "At last, We meet. For the first and last ti-" But Buffy doesn't even look at him or move when she brings her arm out and stakes him from behind. Giles watches the Vampire turn to dust.

"Bye bye." Giles remarks as he smiles and waves.

Buffy Sighs and looks at Giles. " Armatures. They think they can kill me." Buffy puts her stake back into her jacket.

Giles just watches the ashes be blown away by the wind. "Hm. How foolish." He replies. Then he looks over at Buffy. "Hungry?"

Buffy smiles. "Very. Let's try that burger palace palce, I hear they have excellent greasy fries."

Riley strains to hear what they say after that, but their voices are too faded. He gets up to follow them when his head bursts into pain. Immediately he brings his hands to his temples, and screams in agony, scaring some people walking by. He doubles over and Then he hears the familiar deep voice. Meet me at the factory in 20 minutes. Don't be late. Then it was gone. Only a small headache remained. Riley sneered and wiped his mouth, still holding one hand to his head. "Might as well go with some dignity." He stands straight, and walks quickly toward the factory once more.