Chapter 8

"Thanks for helping me avoid the new slayer," Angel walks with Willow outside in the night air.

"No problem, but you should have seen her face. You know she's not going to give up. She's going to get what she wants one way or another."

Angel scoffs, "I think I can handle a slayer."

"Then go back to her."

"No slayers are too much work."

"Oh, so now you're saying Buffy was like her!" Willow accuses.

"I'm not saying that, but they should have at least one thing normal. They risk there life's everyday for the innocent."

"Well yeah, when you put it that way." Changing the subject the red asks, "What are we going to do about this?"

"Well moving away is not an option, I guess go through with it. She will change her mind soon."

"Or drug you."

"Maybe," he admits.

"My Dru, she's gone," Spike sobs.

"Spike," Buffy appears again. Seeing him down like that was depressing. "You seriously need to get a grip."

"I lost everything! How am I supposed to feel?" he yells outraged.

"You can actually try to do something about it," she suggests. Adding she tells him, "She was going to leave you anyway."

"No she wouldn't, she loves me.

"You were obsessed with killing the slayer. She thought you were only thinking of her, and would eventually go to her, so she left."

"You're lying," he accuses.

"No I'm not; you tried to get Willow to do the spell for you, and used Xander as bate. They were found kissing and it broke Oz's and Cordy's heart."

"Not my fault."

"Okay, that's beside the point, you really are from the future.

"Yeah, in case you didn't get that the first time did you?"

"Are you sure?" he teases. "You may just be her mother."

"My moms dead and I'm guessing you killed yours."

"Sorry. I didn't technically kill my mom."

"What happened?"

"That's more than I would tell someone I just met."

"I'll just ask the other Spike," and he appears.

"Spike what happened to your momShe was dying."

"Aw, she died."

The present Spike speaks up, "Go mate, this is my story so I tell."

"Bye," he goes.

"Finally that ponce is gone."

"That ponce is you."

"Whatever," he waves it off. "She was dying from disease. When I was turned vampire I turned her to one so she wouldn't have to live with the pain. After that she wasn't anything like her, just the demon inside. I killed her vamp self."

"Uh, wow. You killed her."

"She was the only one there for me, so I wanted to make her live."

"The demon you saw of her was nothing like her."

"What where am I?" Buffy looks around her surroundings.

She hits herself on the head in realization. I'm still in the crypt. Is it night? I look out the door from the sidelines in fear of being burnt.

"Still in the crypt, but its nighttime, time to play," I mumble to herself. "Time for a late night snack," I walk out into the cool of the night.

"Time to slay some vamp," Faith walks into the cemetery alone. "Get that blood sucking vampire out of my mind," she continues talking to herself. "Look out, I'm the new slayer in town."