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Chapter 7
Spike placed his legs on the ground as he sat up. He was not clear on Lindsey's request. "Did you say, Angel?"
Lindsey answered simply. "Yes." The lawyer noted the lack of expression on the vampire's face.
Spike stood and paced around the room. He seemed to be in deep thought as the two lawyers awaited an answer. Suddenly, he turned to them. "And you'll take the chip out?"
Lilah answered grinning. "That's the deal. We told you, this would solve our problems and help you two-fold. You would be eliminating an enemy of yours and have the chip removed at the same time." She looked at her colleague and continued. "I can see you may need a few minutes to decide. We'll be back." Lilah added as she turned on the charm. The two left the room quickly.
Outside the chamber, they congregated. "It's in the bag." Lilah chuckled as the two lawyers shook hands. They remained outside for a few minutes as a mere formality.
Spike paced frantically throughout the room. Finally, he could get the bloody chip removed. "All I have to do is off Soul Boy." Spike said out loud with a smile. "Wonder what the Poof did to piss off these lawyers." Spike snorted as he realized that his salvation would lie with the attorneys from Wolfram and Hart. He chuckled at the situation. He sat down to light another cigarette to ponder his options. He took a long, slow drag. "Hold on a mo'...Wolf, ram, and hart...oh, bloody hell!" Spike shook his head as he realized who they were. Drusilla had warned him and he thought she was simply rambling. "What the hell is goin' on here?" He mumbled quietly to himself. As much as Spike wanted the chip removed, he was not going to allow a bunch of lawyers to take down Angelus. As much as he would like to see Angel suffer, this was not the way. 'It's not like I care for the bloke', Spike thought to himself as he dismissed his feelings. He was torn. 'Why do I care? Angel doesn't give a shit about me...hasn't for a hundred bloody years.' The blond vampire head turned quickly to the door as the two lawyers reentered with smug looks on their faces.
"Well, Spike?" Lilah said.
Spike eyed both brunettes very slowly while continuing to smoke his cigarette. "Yeah, about that." Spike paused. "'M not interested." Both lawyers' eyes were wide with surprise.
"Excuse me?" Lindsey practically hissed.
"You heard me, Mate." Spike punctuated the last word with venom in his voice. "Appreciate the offer and all; but, find someone else to do your purging."
"Do you realize what we offered you?" Lilah interjected; her face crimson with anger. "A return to the killing fields."
"Yikes." Spike chuckled. "Don't take it so hard, pet." Spike's eyes sparkled with glee.
"We can be a powerful ally, Spike. I don't think you understand our offer."
"No, I think I do." The vampire countered as the two stared at each other. "'M no one's puppet. So, that's that." Spike said as he dropped the cigarette to the carpeted floor and ground it out with tip of his worn black Doc Marten's. "I'll be on my way, then. Thanks for the room." He added sarcastically as he walked towards the door. Two armed guards stood just outside the entrance as Spike attempted to walk through. He was unsure if the barrier was still armed.
Lindsey walked up just behind Spike. "I think you should reconsider." He said quietly.
"Boy, you all have trouble with the word no, don't ya?" He turned to face the guards again. "Outta my way." Spike said forcefully. From behind him, Lindsey nodded. Suddenly, Spike screamed as he felt his face burning. A guard has doused his face with holy water. The other produced a taser that rendered Spike to the ground. He was moaning as the two dragged the vampire up by his arms. They turned to Lindsey to await their orders.
"Take him to the Chamber." The two nodded and then disappeared with Spike.
Lilah looked at Lindsey. "Now what?" She said impatiently.
"Don't worry, Lilah." The male attorney spoke with cold eyes. "This isn't over. Not by a long shot." He smiled.
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Spike's eyes painfully fluttered open. He attempted to sit up and soon realized he was held down by leather restraints. He felt three leather strips across his torso and legs and his arms were held out to the side each bound with a band of leather. As his eyes surveyed the darkened room, it was clear he was no longer in a hotel room. His stomach twisted slightly with fear.
"Wakey, wakey." Lindsey said from a chair to the side of the chamber. He laughed a bit as he watched Spike turn his head toward the lawyer's voice. He sprung put of his chair and walked up to the vampire.
"Fuckin' pillock!" Spike sneered as he tried to break his bonds. "Let me outta here before I kill you."
"Um..." Lindsey looked up, "no!" He laughed again. "Come on, Spike. Glare at me all you want, vampire. You can't hurt me." Lindsey walked around the table to the other side. Spike's eyes did not follow. He looked straight up at the ceiling.
"What do you want?" He asked reluctantly.
"Do we need to go over this again?" He huffed. "We remove the chip after you kill Angel."
"Yeah, like I believe you fuckin' lawyers." Spike rolled his eyes.
"You have the skills to fight him." Lindsey leaned over and looked directly at Spike.
"Stop, I'm blushin'!" Spike said sarcastically as he spit in Lindsey's face. "Ow!" He added as his chip fired and his body shuddered.
The brunette lawyer paced around the table taunting the blond vampire. "Can't even spit in my face...pretty pathetic there, Sport!" There were a few moments of silence before he spoke again. His voice was low as he spoke directly into Spike's left ear. "Look, it's simple. Do as we say and you get to go. "
"Get bent." Spike uttered defiantly.
"Have it your way...Julius!" Lindsey turned to a man in black lurking in the corner. The menacing figure slowly stepped into the dim light. "Loosen him up a bit." Lindsey turned and proceeded to walk out the door as he heard the first groan of pain coming from the vampire.
TBC...