Chapter 38
Sara Windham Price POV

I saw Rupert and his father arguing. I worried for Rupert.  We all knew of
his father's temper. I was shocked to find Ripper a married man.  I tried to
tame him.  I was unable to. I hoped when he was assigned to the slayer, he
would change.  He has, but not in a flattering way. I am stunned to see him
married to a slayer, a renegade slayer. Part of me knew, he was keeping her
stable.  But the council needed to be made aware of her activities. Rupert
has stopped sending his journals as well as Wesley. I heard my brother was
engaged to an American. That thought bothered me ass well. Centuries of
tradition ruined by that American child. It was her fault Merrick died.
Merrick was my friend and her stupidity killed him.

I noticed the witch, Willow.  I recognized the mark of the Oracles in her
necklace. The Oracles refuse to deal with the council.  This girl is special.
I see how content she is near the vampire. I watched from the shadows on the
roof. I have no reason to trust Angel or Angelus, yet I noticed how he was
different from the given descriptions of this master vampire.

I see how gentle he is with her.  I must find out more about her.  I think
she is one of the four. I will meet with Rupert Sr. tonight to discuss this.
I would much rather be having tea in London than sitting here in Los Angeles.

I waited downstairs for the Rupert Sr.  "Are you ready to leave Sara?"

"Of course sir." We rode quietly in the limo.  Mrs. Giles was quiet. "This is
madness here Sara."

"I know. Should we bring the slayer back for retraining?"

"It would be useless at this point. She is most stable with Rupert." Mrs.
Giles spoke.

"I agree.  She is very protective of him. I am sure he feels the same." I
said.

"We must find the reserve slayer."

"What about the active one, Buffy? She was very close to Angel.  We could
manipulate her." I asked. I needed to get a slayer under the control of the
council.

"No, reports are that she is unstable.  Her husband is in some former
military operation. It could prove risky."

"Maybe not. Have we located the reserve slayer yet?"

"Sources say she is wiccan."

"Willow?  She wore a necklace given from the Oracles."

"She is a seer." Rupert Sr. corrected me.

"She is powerful.  She turned my stake into dust. I think she might be one of
the four."

"I am not sure."

"Rupert, the prophecy says. 'the four walk each path different, one  from the
fires of hell, one a sorceress of lost ways, one of light and the fourth has
crossed all paths. The fourth is key to it all and she will balance dark and
night, shadows and light. As one they shall be, and when the Last of the
night-walkers has fallen, paradise they shall find.'"

"It gives no reason for the witch."

"It does.  She re-cursed Angel, using lost Romany magics." I said.

"We will put her under surveillance. Angelus might be one as well.  They are
bound. He has also returned form the demon dimension." Mrs. Giles said.
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Chapter 39

Buffy POV

I hate this life. I hate everything.  I gave it all up for Angel.  I
tell Riley nothing. He is a worthless piece of shit anyway. He treats me like
a puppy, giving me orders.  He passes me to his friends as though I was no
more than a glass of beer. I can fool them all, but in the end I have to look
at what I have become in the mirror.  What have I become? I cheat on Riley. I
fuck his friends, his boss anyone he tells me to.  The worst was his poker
buddies. He lost so they each had me for one night. Money is tight right now.
 Riley wants me to work the streets.  Earn my keep was what he said. I am to
start tonight. Riley said not to come home without five hundred bucks.  He
told me to use protection.

I gave up slaying for him so I could what, turn tricks for him.  Angel
would never, ever let me do this.  Riley doesn't love me.  I think he hates
me because I am the slayer.  I am stronger than he is, faster than he is,
basically better than him.  I look at the necklace he gave me.  I know it has
a tracking device in it. He doesn't even trust me.  I found Spike when I was
walking.

"Spike." I said. I can remember Willow's spell.  He was so caring and
romantic.

"Buffy." He used my name.

"How are you?" I asked.

"Been better, still chipped though. Anything you can do about that little
chip."

"I don't have access to that kind of 411." I told him.  It was true.

"You look upset, why not stop by?"

"You want me?"

"Yeah, I could use a good shag."

I smiled.  "What's in it for me?"

"You get to shag a living undead legend."

"Promise you won't hurt me this time."

"I promise it will feel incredible."  I followed him back to his place.
He lit a bunch of candles.  He kissed me tenderly.  Spike knew how I liked to
be fucked.  He took me.  I loved being under him, with him driving deep into
me. He teased me. I was whimpering for me to let me come.  He waited until I
was in the throes of a climax.  I screamed his name as loud as I can.  He bit
me. I gasped as he buried his teeth into the same holes my Angel put into my
neck.  I came hard as he dug his teeth into my flesh.  He kept fucking me as
he fed from me. Everything became blurry.  Like when Master drowned me. I
felt something pressed against my mouth. His hands were on my throat, as I
tasted his blood.  I wanted him to stop, but I couldn't fight him. I felt the
thick liquid slide down my throat taking my last breath. All I saw was Angel.
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Chapter 40

Faith POV

I had long day. Rupert was upset.  I knew it had to do with his father.
He wouldn't tell me what was said only that he loved me and was never going
to lose me.  I held him until he slept.  I waited until he was asleep and did
the test.  The five minutes were the longest.  I found out I was pregnant,
about six weeks. I think it was bound to happen.  I mean we weren't exactly
using protection at the time.  I have only been married for four mouths and I
was pregnant. I wanted to tell Rupert right away, but he was so tired.

It took me a while to fall asleep.  I found myself in the mayor's office.
"How's my thrill killer?" he asked me.

"Boss?"

"Children are the future, are they not?"

"They are."

"Not yours.  You see as a slayer, you are getting a bad deal.  This baby
will die, slayers are not mothers, you are fighters, killers and die in the
end."

"Why are you telling me Boss?"

"I would hate to see my girl sad." Then I felt something.

"Did you feel that?"

"What was that?"

"Another has been chosen. Take care Faith. Kill Angel for me."

I woke up in a cold sweat. Ripper was at my side.  I saw the concern in
his eyes. "It was awful." I cried for a long time.  I told him about the
dream, what mayor said.

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