"You ready?" Joyce stood in the doorway to Buffy's room at the hospital, holding a box in her hands. The box held all of the presents Buffy recieved while she was in the hospital

Buffy nodded to her and smiled, "Yeah. I think I've got everything..." She grabbed a vase of Roses off the bedside table. She smiled and smelt them one last time before leaving the room for good.

Angel had given her those roses, the night she awoke. The doctors wouldn't dare let her leave right away. Tests. Tests. Test. Buffy swore if she saw another needle she would scream. But finally it was all over, back to the way things were supposted to be.

She walked down the hallway with her mom when the doctor stopped her in the middle of the hall. "Miss Summers?"

"Yes?" Buffy turned around to face him.

"This was dropped off for you..." He handed her a small envelope, "Probably another get well card I assume." He smiled.

Buffy smiles and takes it from him, "Thank you, Dr. Anglemen."

"No problem." He walks off and smiles.

Buffy looks down at the envelope in her hands, "I'll look at it when we get home." She tosses it into the box Joyce was holding. "Docs probably right, just another card."

Buffy walked into her room, setting the cardboard box down onto the bed. She walked over to the dresser and set the vase of roses down, and approached the box. She pulled the unopened envelope from the box and opened it slowly, sitting down on the bed. It read:

"She threatened your life!" Buffy stood before Angel in Library, obviously worried out of her mind. She waved the letter around like a lunatic, but she had a right to be upset. She looked up at him, "I don't want anything to happen to you..."

"They won't hurt me, Buffy. They won't. They can't." He smiled down on her, moving a stray peice of hair from her eyes. "They took me away from you once... They wont get away with it again."

She lowered the letter and smiled up at him, "I guess I'm getting a little crazy over this. It's just a letter, they can't do anything... I mean, I'm the slayer... I can fight back."

"Yes... You can." He leans down and gives her a passionate kiss, the first kiss she had gotten from him since they were in hell.

Buffy dropped the letter to the ground as she was lost in his kiss. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, kissing him back.

"What's this?" Giles came into the library, and picked up the letter from the ground. Buffy and Angel quickly stopped kissing, thinking he was talking about the kiss.

"Oh... I uhh.. I fell..." Buffy stumbled.

Giles looked up at her and smiled slightly, "Yes, and he caught you, I take it. But that wasn't what I was talking about..." He holds up the letter, "What is this?"

"I think it's from Faith." Buffy spoke up, looking toward Giles. She Bit down on her lower lip and glanced up at Angel, who was grinning.

"Faith..."

"You know, the other slayer, one you did the mojo on?"

"Yes Buffy, I remember." He studdied the letter very closely and looked up, "You know what this means, don't you?"

"Yes... I am officially on her hit-list. I get it. She won't hurt me... I won't let her."

"Just remember, being sired by Spike, she's got a lot of strength in her."

"Sired by Spike?!"

"Yes..."

"How could you let that happen?"

"Spike would only give me the cure if we gave him Faith."

"But, now that another slayer is killed... another will be called. Here we go again. I swear this town goes through way too many second slayers..."

"Buffy, another slayer won't be called. That was part of the other trade."

"The other trade?"

"The trade with hell. In exchange for Angel, they took Faith's being."

"Her being?"

"What makes her a slayer..."

"So they took away her mojo? Yikes."

"Excuse me?"

"Nevermind. So what do we do now?"

"I say we track down Faith."

"And do what?"

"She's a vampire. You're a slayer. Slay her, Buffy."

"Faith." A man stood in the doorway of the mansion, watching her closely. "I knew I'd find you..."

"Kakistos."

Spike stood behind Faith, an eyebrow raised, "Kaki? Bloody hell.. what now?"

"I have no business with you, vampire." He looked to Spike, then to Faith. "I came here expecting a slayer. And what do I find? A vampire."

"Yeah. Funny how the tables change, isn't it?"

"I came here... to kill a slayer..."

"You wanna bag a slayer?" Faith came closer to him, "I'll give you a slayer."

"Are we ready?" Buffy looked toward Angel, with an unsure look on her face. She held a crossbow in her hands, standing before the mansion door. Angel stood behind her.

"I think we're as ready as we're gunna be."

They entered the mansion slowly, looking around. "Doesn't look like anyones home," She commented, looking toward Angel.

"Well, well." Spike entered the room, looking toward the couple. "Hey Faith... We have some visitors."

Faith entered the room slowly, head tilted downward. She glared at the two, "Well if it isn't two of the seven theives..." She sighed, "I knew you would come sooner or later."

"We were expecting you." Kakistos said, from behind, Towering over the two visitors.

Buffy spin around to face Kakistos, his arm reached out for her neck, picking her up. Instantly, she dropped the crossbow in her hands

Angel growled and tried to attack back, but in one movement, Kakistos punched Angel, throwing him into a nearby wall. Kakistos laughed, focusing back on Buffy.

Buffy squirmed in Kakistos arms, her breath becoming shorter. "Let... me... Go.."

"Someone promised me I was going to kill a slayer. I'm not letting you go until you're dead."

"Oh yes you are!" Angel stood across from Kakistos, the crossbow in his hands. "Let her go."

"You fool. That won't kill me." Kakistos laughed, "That won't even prick."

Buffy saw one last view of Kakistos, and she passed out in his arms. He grinned to himself and he let go of her, and she fell to the ground.

Angel looked down at Buffy in horror, as Kakistos walked toward Faith and Spike. Angel ran to Buffy on the ground and held up her head, looking down at her. "No, Buffy. No!" Angel cried, holding onto Buffy's hand sadly, "You can't leave me, You can't Buffy. Not after what we've been through.. I can't live without you."

"Live?" Spike scoffed from behind Angel, "As I remember, Angel, you haven't been alive for two hundred years, you bloody dolt!"

Angel jumped up, glaring as Spike. "Shut up..." He growled.

"Okay, Okay." Spike backed away slowly and looked toward Faith and Kakistos, "Let's leave these two alone..."

As soon as the three left the room, Buffy sprung up from the ground and grinned at Angel, "Best performance yet, if I do say so myself."

"Shhh..." Angel took her hand and lifted her up, "They might hear you. Let's get back to the Library..."

"That badass vampire Spike was telling us about? Oh yeah, Badass indeed."

"So it was pretty bad, huh?" Willow asked Buffy, the gang sitting around the table in the library.

Buffy nodded, "That guy made the judge look like Barney... well... besides all that flamey poof stuff the judge could do."

"Bigger than the judge?" Xander sighs, "Is that humanly possible?"

"He's not human." Angel spoke, "He's a vampire. Atleast a thousand years old by the looks of him."

"How could you tell?" Giles asked, from the door of his office.

"Cloven hands, I've never seen a vampire old enough to have those."

"So he's sort of turning into a giant pig?" Cordelia spoke up.

Everyone glanced at Cordelia, giving them their own weird, 'Please shut up' look.

"Sheesh, sorry."

"You said his name was Seris?"

"Yeah... I think."

Giles picked up a book from the table, "I've been researching him since Spike told us about him. He's not as old as you think, Angel. It says here he's even younger than you..."

"That's not possible, is it?" Buffy asked, "I mean, a vampire younger than Angel and he looks like that?"

"A giant pig." Cordelia sighed.

Buffy let out a big sigh, not responding to Cordelia's comment. "That couldn't have been Seris then?"

Giles handed the book to Buffy, showing her the picture. "This... is Seris."

"Creepy looking thing isn't he?" Buffy sighed, "So this is the bad vampire Spike was talking about? He doesn't look so bad."

"There is absolutely nothing written on him in all the books he's in. Only that he was born in London around the early 1890, so which would make him what..."

"Around a hundred and ten. About." Angel sighed, "We have nothing to worry about. Seris isn't our problem anymore."

"Oh then who is?"

"I guess we'll have to find out, wont we?"

"They tricked me..." Kakistos looked around the empty mansion, growling. "They tricked me."

"Yes, they tricked you. We get it." Spike sighed, "You know, maybe Angel just carried the body back to her friends..."

"No... They're too smart for that." Faith sighs, "You don't get it do you? Spike, you've been watching Buffy for a while now, and you still don't understand her."

"Love, you've only been here a week, and you think you do?"

"I know more than you think, Spikey."

"Don't call me that!"

Faith scoffs and walks over to him, sitting down on his lap. She wraps her legs around his waist and looks deeply into his eyes, "But you told me last night you loved when I called you that..."

Spike growled, "Not when we have company."

Faith wrapped her arms around Spike, and teasingly nibbled his neck, "Oh... Not when we have company..." She whispers, "Spikey."

Spike got up angrily, knocking Faith to the ground, "I said, stop it!"

Faith pouted from the floor, "But baby..."

"Bloody hell, shut your hole."

Faith let out a big sigh and stood, dusting off her pants from the dirt, "Now look what you did..."

"Oh quiet... Go get some new ones then."

"Alright... I will." She turned around and went out the door.

Spike mumbled under his breath, "I'm gunna end up killing her..."

The Bronze was quiet, except for the sound of music playing fromt he stage. There they were. Dingoes Ate My Baby, on stage. It was the first time they had played at the Bronze, which was really cool for Oz and the Band. Willow sat at a table in the front, watching him closely. She smiled up at him and waved, "Ah, my boyfriends in the band..." She giggled to herself.

Buffy and Angel stood, center of the floor in front of the stage, their arms wrapped around each other. Buffy had her head rested on Angel's chest, they swayed slowly to the soft music playing. Angel leaned down and ran his fingers through Buffy's hair, giving her a sort of comfort. She looked up at him and smiled, then continued to dance with her in his arms.

"You think Giles would mind..."

"Mind what?" Buffy whispered.

"That we came here..."

"Instead of saving the world?" Buffy smiled up at Angel, "I think we deserve this, don't you?" We've been working constantly since you... we... came back. And I think its about time we get time to ourselves."

"Just hope we're not interupted."

"Hey Buffy!" Xander smiled at the two of them, mainly at Buffy. He was still tense when it came to Angel."

"You were saying?" Buffy smiled at Xander, "Hey Xander."

"We sort of have a problem." Xander sighed and handed an envelope to Buffy, "I found this at the library."

Buffy sighed, "Probably another letter from, Faith."

"Is this how you found it?" Buffy raised an eyebrow, looking at Xander. "It's all... burnt."

"Exactly how I found it. I tried to make out the part missing, but I couldn't get it."

"Hmm..." Buffy sat down at a nearby table, placing the peice of paper down. "You got away once, you--" She stopped, "You won't again?" She sighs, "Yeah. Listen up, it's time to..... brain."

"It's time to brain?" Xander asked, a funny look on his face."

"It's time to... time to... Ugh!" Buffy grumbled, "She got a little too fire happy."

"Listen up, it's time to... Use your brain?" Angel suggested, looking over the paper.

"Yes! That's it!" Buffy smiles and turns back to the paper, "Meet me where the..."

"Losers?"

"Meet me where the losers wed?" Buffy sighs, "No, Xander."

"Lovers." Angel smiled to her.

"Meet me where the lovers wed, If you don't you will be dead. Before the dawn, me-- meet me there, You'll be all alone if you care. If you're not, I'll kill your friends. So meet me now, and make amends."

"Make amends? Why would I need to make amends with her?"

"She probably blames you for what we did to bring Angel back..."

Buffy sighs, "And for the way she is now... vampire, not a slayer." She stands up from the table, sticking the note into her pocket. "There are a bunch of churches all over Sunnydale..." She looks at her watch, "I have until dawn to find the right one... I'll keep you all posted."

"Buffy, you can't go alone. She probably has that other vampire with her."

"You read the letter, too. She said alone. I don't want to put any of you in danger."

"Now where have we had this conversation before?" Xander asked, looking toward Buffy then to Angel. "Last time we fell for the whole 'come alone' trick, we were hurt."

Buffy turns to Angel, "Stay here, watch them?"

Angel nods, "Sure. Anything."

"Buffy, I don't need a babysitter."

"Xander, shut up, and stay here with Angel. Just until I come back!"

"Fine! But I'm not playing any games with him."

Buffy starts to walk toward the exit, then walks back over to Angel, giving him a kiss. "I'll be back soon."

"Alright."

Xander sighs and sits down at the table.

"So it's just you and me." Angel turns to Xander, sitting down across from him.

"Yay?"

"Faith?" Buffy walked through the enterance to the church, looking around. She sighed, it was now around midnight, and this was atleast the eleventh church she had checked that hour. "Faith? Are you here?"

"I was beginning to think you whouldn't show up, B." Faith appeared, sitting on a pew in the middle of the church. She stood and looked toward Buffy, "Pretty place isn't it?"

"I thought vampires were supposted to be scared of churches?"

"Scared? Why would they be scared? I've got nothing to fear here."

"You do now."

"Oh right, you. Yeah, I'm real scared of you, B. Real scared."

"You should be." Buffy raised her arm, revealing a crossbow. She aimed it toward Faith, with a small smile on her face.

Faith stood, staring directly at Buffy. She opened her arms wide, "Shoot me. Com'on, B. Shoot me."

Buffy pulled back the arrow on the crossbow, but before she could shoot, Kakistos came and grabbed her from behind, tossing her into the nearby wall. Buffy passed out on the floor, and Faith smiled.

"Let the games begin."

Buffy awoke to find herself chained to a chair in the mansion. She glanced around, noticing Spike and Kakistos before her. But where was Faith? She tried to break free from the chains, but it was useless. She couldn't even speak. Her mouth was gagged.

Faith entered the room, holding a knife in her hands. She looked toward the two other vampires before her and nodded to them, "Spike, you know what to do. Just read from the book. Kakistos... Bear witness." She knelt in front of Buffy, smiling slightly, "This ought to be fun, huh B?" She grabbed Buffy's left hand, setting it free from the chains.

Buffy tried to reach for the knife, but Faith pulled her hand back, slapping Buffy across the face, "Listen here, you try anything, and I'll just kill you."

Buffy relaxed and sighed, letting Faith get on with it, whatever she was doing.

Faith made Buffy open up her hand, and she cut her palm, from thumb to pinky. Buffy screamed out in pain, but her voice was muffled. Faith did the same to her right hand. And she glance to Spike, giving him the sign to begin the reading.

"One doesn't know how it feels, while the other is dead for eternity. It's time to make the slayer see, how much more worse her life could be. So take her being, and give her Faith's, make the switch, give her the first taste."

Faith then locked hands with Buffy, looking deeply in her eyes, "See you when you wake up, B." Both girls scream out in pain as the spell begins to take effect. Spike finishes the spell, and both girls lay, passed out. Buffy, in her chair, and Faith, on the floor.

Buffy awoke a few hours later, to find herself asleep on the cold marble floor. She was no longer tied up. She stood up quickly, glancing around the room. She was free. And the door was wide open for her. She glanced down at her hand and stumbled out the door as quickly as she could, hoping not to be caught. She ran, for what it seemed like hours, but it were only minutes by the time Buffy got to the Bronze. She ran inside quickly, almost knocking over the table when she stopped to talk to the gang.

Willow, Xander, Oz and Angel sat at the table, waiting patiently when she came running in. "Buffy!" Willow smiled, "How did it go?"

"I.. I don't know... They did something to me. I don't... I don't know."

Willow glanced over Buffy's shoulder to the wall, where a mirror stood. Her eyes went wide. "Guys!" She pointed to the mirror, "Look!"

The gang all turned around and looked at the mirror, noticing Buffy wasn't in the reflection. They all turned to Buffy, wide-eyed.

"Buffy... You're a vampire." "

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