Spike slummed against the wall of some building in some street of this God-forsaken city called Los Angeles, it's been four months since Spike left-escape, runaway however you want to word it-Wolfram&Hart. In those four month he's been beaten by seven different demons, three human muggers and one rabid dog that wanted his Big Mac. He was tempted to run back to Angel there was no question Angel would take Spike back in a seconded, but that was the point. Angel babied him for months, when he was de-age he allowed Angel to coddle him and he refused to let him any longer. It was only a matter of time before Angel found a way to make the change permanent without any problems.
Growling in frustration, Spike began pounding at the wall, the ground anything that was unfortunate to be in his way. Another act of misfortunate was the bystander that was walking down the alley.
"Ow Spikey...what have you done you poor boy."
"Dru." Spike gasped, impudently stopping is tantrum, "Wha-what are you doing here?"
"To see you of course, Daddy tried to keep you from me, but you, you came to me my bad boy." Dru laughed taking Spike's face into her hands and covering his lips with hers is demanding kiss that Spike didn't stop.
Angel sat at his desk mindlessly taping away, it's been four months since he'd seen his childer-his son, and he was going insane not knowing, he pulled the guys he had tailing Buffy to find Spike. So far they have been unsuccessful in their search.
"Angel?" Fred called timidly.
"Yeah Fred what is it?"
"Um...well-Wesley he got this call from Giles, and they arguing and I only got haft of the conversation, I told Wesley he should tell you about but he said not to bother you and well, from what i heard, they were arguing about you and if no you still had a soul and what not and he-Wes starting stating that they didn't need to come and check things out here...whoever 'they' are."
"Harmony." Angel said trying not to snapped at his secretary
"Yeah boss?" Harmony chipper voice sang.
"Get Wesley in here."
"Jeez, wouldn't it hurt to put please in that demand?"
"Now Harmony!"
"Okay on it, no need to bite my head off you know."
Angel groaned, and pinched the bridge of his noise as he waited for Wesley to get here. A few minutes later Fred left the office, as soon as the ex-watcher entered, the two stared at each other in silence. Wes was waiting to see why Angel was here, he was going to admit what he did unless Angel called him out and Angel wanted not only wanted Wes to explain before he A jumped to confusion, and B let Angelus gain control and tear apart Wes then go find Spike and bring him back kicking and screaming.
"This is about the call with Giles?" Wes asked finally.
"Yes...what did he want?" Angel seethed trying not to attack Wes.
"Buffy, Willow, Anya, Dawn and Zander what to come and make sure you still have your soul...and Buffy heard from someone that Spike was back and in L.A with you." Wes confessed
"You told them not to come?"
"Yes, and it seems that made Buffy what to come more."
"When will they be here?"
"Three days but it might be sooner." Wes answered.
"Alright, so what do we do?" Angel asked.
"I guess, grin and bear it." Wes offered.
"Easy for you to say."
Spike wasn't sure how or when he got in this large house or how he got naked and had blood stains on his skin, but he did know he wasn't alone and all he smelled what death and blood. The metalize smell brought out his demon, it clawed at his skin to find something to eat, so he got out of the empty and destroyed four poster bed and traveled out of the bedroom down the dark bloody dripped hall and down the stairs following smell all the way down. He got to the small dark basement did he see Dru taunting a human that was chained up to the ceiling.
"Spikey you're awake!" Dru sang, "Come my lovely you must be so hungry!" she lured him towards the scared body the man was large and fat he had lost of blood corseting threw him, his heart beating was so fast Spike was surprised it didn't burn out.
"Please, please don't! Just let me go! I-I-I-I won't tell anyone I swear! PLEASE! AHHHHHHHH!" The man's please where replaced with a horrid blood curdling scream that only turned Spike on harder and Dru sensed it to. Soon the body was completely empty Spike got something shiny in the corner, there on the table were railroad spikes, and soon his mind held imagines of a younger vampire Spike nailing these spike's on his victims. Spike walked towards the object of his desire and held it in his hands, he curled his hands hard around the spike and threw it at the body, one spike was impaled in the man's back, and one in his hand the last was in the side of the man's hand.
"Such a good boy my Spikey." Dru stated draping herself on Spike.
"Yeah...got any more?" Spike asked.
"I've been waiting for you my dark prince...I have some ready for you."
"Really?"
"Yes. They've been searching for you."
Angel stood in the loby of Wolfram&Hart, it had been three days since he heard anything from his the soldiers he sent to find Spike which made him agitated that and the fact that his Ex, and the ex of his son was coming along with all her little scobies.
"Angel-cakes!" Lorne called from the balcony.
"What is it Lorne?" Angel asked, he pacing continued.
"Gunn's been looking for you." The green demon stated.
"Great." Angel cursed.
"Huh. So this is Evil incorporated." Angel groaned, he knew that voice, Zander Harris. If he was here that means the others-
"Angel!"
Were here.
"Buffy, Willow, Dawn, Zander. Nice to see you." He lied well he was happy to see Willow and he didn't really know Dawn so it was the others. "Giles, hi. So what brings you to L.A."
"Where's Spike?" Dawn asked.
"He's not here. He left four months ago."
"He just left?" Dawn asked kind of heartbroken.
"I don't believe you." Buffy argues.
"And why is that?"
"Because last time you-Angelus-was here you hurt Spike what's to stop you this time?" Buffy asked.
"Okay. I am not evil; you can ask Wesley and the others. I haven't been evil in years." Angel stated.
"Fine if you're not evil then why didn't Spike come back after he came back?"
"Because he was afraid of you." Angel answered, and it was the truth many of Spike's nightmares had been about the slayer-not the slayer that tried to kill him after Angel turned him-Buffy.
"Afraid of me, right." Buffy huffed.