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Chapter 2

The scent that hit Spike upon nearing Connor's bedroom was one Spike could never forget. He strode into the room, just to make sure, and inhaled deeply, right next to the crib.

"Dru…" he muttered.

"What's that?" Wesley ventured, standing at the door.

"Drusilla," Spike said more loudly. "She's the one that took Lillian."

"Oh dear Lord…"

"Dru's resourceful, but she couldn't have gotten through the wards without help."

"So she's working for someone. Do you think Kara's on her trail?"

Spike shook his head. "If I know my wife, she's after a bigger fish."

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Kara and the general marched into the lobby of Wolfram and Hart. She walked up to the security guard on duty and smiled sweetly.

"Hi, could you tell me where Lilah Morgan is, please?" she asked perkily.

"It's after hours, ma'am. You'll have to make an appointment for tomorrow," he droned, not looking up from the screen he was watching.

"Let's try this again," Kara stated, lifting the man over the desk by his collar. "I know you keep tabs on all your employees. Tell me where Ms. Morgan is, and you get to live," she menaced. She put him down just far enough so he could check the computer.

"Parking garage…her limo just pulled in," he wheezed.

"See, was that so hard?" Kara punched him once in the face, knocking him out, and dropped the guard. "Shall we?" she said to the general, pointing to the elevator.

"After you, Empress."

Upon stepping out of the elevator, the two supernatural beings looked at each other with the same thought.

"Blood. A lot of it," Kara stated, rushing over to the limo. The door was left open, and two bodies with mangled throats lay on the ground. "Damnit! We're too late. Lillian was here, though. Her scent is in the car."

"Empress, the scent you shared with me leads towards the exit."

"Let's go. They can't have gone too far. The bodies are still warm."

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"Miss Drusilla, you are back early!"

"Yes, Aubrey, and with a little guest, too. Pack our bags, young one. We are leaving soon."

"As you wish. I took the liberty of obtaining some supplies for the baby, in case you were successful."

"Oh, what a good pet you are! It's a wonderful evening, isn't it, little dove? You and Grand-mummy are going to have such lovely tea parties. Come, Aubrey, we haven't much time. My William and his pretty little kitty won't be far behind."

"Yes, Miss. I'll go pull the car around." The governess carried their bags out the door of the apartment.

Drusilla sat primly and waited, the baby carrier on her lap. She hummed to herself while gently rocking Lillian to sleep.

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(Pet, I know you can hear me, even if you're not listening.) Spike had been trying to reach Kara the whole time he'd been tracking Dru. He sensed Kara on the move, as well, and took to the rooftops shortly after leaving the Hyperion.

(Kara, I know who took Lillian.)

(Yeah, Wolfram and Hart. Her scent was in an abandoned limo belonging to Lilah Morgan. Something fed on her and the driver before taking off.)

(Kara…it was Drusilla. Her scent was in the boy's room, and I'd know it anywhere.) The growl echoing in his head from his mate nearly deafened him.

(Whoever finds her first, stakes her.) Kara cut off the connection before he could reply.

He was afraid she would react like that. And he understood how she felt. Still, staking his maker wouldn't be easy, especially if she didn't harm his daughter. And he had a feeling she wouldn't. If Dru had broken a deal with Wolfram and Hart, that meant she'd received another one of her visions, and had decided to take a different course. And Spike would bet the Desoto Dru could sense Lillian's empathic ability. The big question was what had the "pixies" shown his sire?

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"Empress, are you alright?"

"Yeah…just having a conversation…we need to pick up the pace. The vampire who has my daughter is probably going to try getting out of town. Do you have a way to get in touch with your men? Find out if they've found any clues?"

"With this, an enchanted horn. Any Valaraukar can hear its call for 50 miles. If they have found anything to report, the answer will be two short notes. One long one means 'no'."

"Do it."

General Belegurth raised the horn to his lips, sounding three notes. They waited for the replies.

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"I feel helpless, just waiting here for them to come back," Fred blurted out.

"What could we do? We don't know the first place where to look, and we can't track them like they can," Cordy replied.

"Not without Angel," Wesley grumbled.

"Gunn said they were on their way back," Cordy said. "I need to put Connor to bed." She stood, carrying the sleeping toddler, and started for the stairs.

"Cordelia," Wes said. "They're going to find her."

She nodded, and continued up the stairs.

"Wes?" Fred asked quietly. "What if they don't find her tonight?"

"Then we'll have a lot more work ahead of us. Would you like to take Anastasia to my apartment, and get some sleep?"

"Not yet. I'm too worried to sleep. She's just a tiny baby."

Wes pulled her into his arms. "I know, dearest. I know…"

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"To the west, Empress."

"Take my hand."

Kara teleported them to the soldier's location, outside an apartment building.

"You have news for me?"

"Yes, Empress," Nar replied. "The scent led to the apartment right over there, but it appears to be recently deserted. There were signs of a hasty departure."

"Anything still warm?"

"The tea pot on the stove, Empress."

"Missed her by only a few minutes, again. Ideas, either of you, on how we can make up time?"

"A locator spell. We can find the exact location and be there instantly," the general replied.

"Seems the best option. Let's go find something of the kidnapper's."

"I can help with that, pet." Her mate stepped out of the shadows.

"You got here fast."

"Hoppin' rooftops is a quick way to cover a city, luv. You ought to know that by now," Spike explained.

"Right. Let's get this done. If they're traveling by car, we have to move quickly," Kara stated. She turned and followed Nar into the apartment, the general at her heels. Spike was last.

Kara summoned a map of L.A., and a crystal, after having a seat on the sofa. She spread the map out on the coffee table in front of her.

"Doesn't matter what it is, gentleman. I just need something to hold to guide the spell."

Nar came out of the bedroom with a lace handkerchief and handed it to her with a bow of his head. Kara dangled the crystal over the map, her eyes closed, and focused on locating the owner of the item in her other hand. The crystal finally zeroed in on a spot ten miles from there. Thank goodness for the rain making all traffic move slow tonight.

"Got 'er. Let's go." She held out her hands to the two soldiers.

"Not without me, kitten. Not this time."

"Fine…grab on to something."

Kara materialized next to a very startled Aubrey.

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"Wow…that was amazing," Buffy said contentedly, sprawled on top of Sebastian.

"Amazing, huh?" he replied, grinning goofily and kissing the top of her head.

"Mmm-hmm. Where did you learn that one thing?"

"Read it in a book," he mumbled, embarrassed.

"When?" she asked, raising her head to regard him sternly.

"Last year…"

"As in, after you met me?" she wheedled.

"I don't have to answer that," he replied, stubbornly. "What a man reads is his own business."

"Oh, don't try that on me! Did you read it before, or after, we kissed for the first time?" Buffy tickled along his ribs, making him squirm in his effort not to laugh.

"After!" he finally gasped. "Torturous bint."

"Yeah…but you love me."

"Mmm, indeed I do," he agreed, and kissed her. And kissing begat touching, which led to another round of making love.

A matched set, the Slayer and the knight.

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"Hi! Where's Drusilla?" Kara asked.