Katrina slammed the vampire into a wall. "Where is he?" She hissed. Katrina pulled a dagger out of her boot, she slowly slid it across the vampire’s
neck. The vampire was nearly delirious with desire for blood. "I-I don’t kn-know." He stammered out. Katrina pushed the blade deeper. "For the last
time. Where is Angelus?" The vampire groaned as the blade continued to cut deep into his flesh. Katrina slit his throat deep, than when his body was
drained of blood she let him slide to the ground. "Catherine!" She called out. Catherine walked over from where she had been fighting two other
vampires. "What is it Kat?" Kat wiped the blade across the dead vampire’s chest. Than stuck the blade back in her boot. "Angelus’s minions are more
loyal than we had thought." Catherine smiled, her blonde hair shining in the moonlight. "Than the harder he shall fall." Kat smiled. "That he shall sister
mine, that he shall."

Willow woke up gasping for air. What was this strange dream about? Why did she dream about Angelus, Catherine, and Kat? Who were those people?
And what did they have to do with Angelus? Was Angel in trouble? Willow’s heart tightened in fear. What if Angel was going to die? She couldn’t let that
happen. It just couldn’t.
Giles noticed Willow looking rather sleepy. She was nodding off, her head lying on Spike’s shoulder. "Willow." Giles called softly. "Red. Watcher wants to
talk to you." Spike shook the redhead gently. She was one of his closest friends, and he was worried about her. Giles continued to frown as Willow just
lay there rather drowsily. What was wrong with her?
Angel woke up in a cold sweat. Why did he keep seeing her? He ran his hand through his hair, causing it to stand up in spikes. Knowing that he wouldn’t
be able to get back to sleep, he got out of bed and pulled on his pants. His door flew open. "Damn Delia! Don’t you knock?" Angel yelped. Delia stopped
dead. "Sorry Angel. I thought you were still sleeping. Gunn wanted to see you." Gunn walked in. "Hey man I need your help." Angel nodded and followed
him out of his room. Angel grabbed Delia’s arm. "I’m sorry Delia. I didn’t mean to yell at you." Delia smiled. "It’s okay. But you can pay me back by no
brooding tonight. There are lots of other things you could be doing with your time."
"Like what cheerleader?" Spike drawled. Angel glared at his once favorite childe. "Spike. What the hell do you want?" Spike glared at him. "Something’s
wrong with Red." Angel took one step closer to him. "What did you do to Willow?" Spike glared back. "Nothing. She’s always tired now, but she keeps
talking about weird dreams. Something about Angelus and cats. Don’t have a bloody clue, but she’s real sick." Cordelia cut in. "Spike why do you care?"
Spike glared at the cheerleader. "Because Red is my friend, and if she dies that that means I have to put up with Slutty moping over her bloody soldier
boy leaving all by my bloody self."
"Riley’s gone?" Cordelia asked. "Yeah. The bloody slayer kissed me. I still feel like throwing up. The stupid jerk tried to take me out, than he got pissed
and left. Bloody good to. ‘Cept now the fucking slayer is bugging me." Spike stopped to let the information sink in. "Joyce may have cancer. And with
Willow sick, and with her boy toy gone, Sunnyhell is getting in rough shape. So I got sent to ask for your bloody help." Angel looked at his childe. He
knew that Willow and Spike were friends. But the fact that Buffy was single again didn’t affect him the way he though it would. "Let’s go Cordelia. Gunn?"
He called out. "Yeah?" The street-wise hottie answered. "Want to come to Sunnydale?"
Willow sighed. She and her friend Tara had been going trough the books for hours, and they still had nothing o the mysterious dreams Willow was
having. Than Willow heard the sound of a car door slamming. Spike walked in, pissed as hell. Angel followed him in. Than he stopped and gave one of
his rare smiles to Willow. Willow jumped up and hugged him. "Oh my god you’re alright." Angel hugged her back. Delia walked in and sat down beside
Spike. Gunn followed them in; he stopped dead when he was Tara. His mouth dropped open. Tara was equally stunned to see Gunn. "Hi. I’m Tara."
Tara introduced herself. "Gunn." Gunn sat down beside her. "So what is going on here?"
Giles walked in to hear Gunn’s name. "Hello. I’m so glad you all could make it. It seems Willow here has been having dreams of a peculiar nature
recently." Willow smiled sheepishly. "I think I found a spell that may help. It will allow me to show you the dream." Giles nodded. "So we shall do this
spell."
Willow sat in the middle of the circle. She could hear Giles chant something in the background, than she was falling through the mist.
Kat lay on the field, starring up at the sky. A shadow fell across her face. "Oh William. Go away." William lay down beside Kat. "I’d rather lay with you my
pretty kitten." Kat rolled her eyes. "I wonder…" William looked at her. "I wonder what it would be like to no longer see this." She waved her hand to
indicate the sky. "To no longer have the sun’s warmth." William propped himself up on one elbow. "Thinking of Angelus again? Should I be jealous?
Perhaps you would rather lie with him."
"Perhaps I would." Kat smiled at her oldest and dearest friend. The bugle sounded for the start of the archery contest. "I do wish I could have entered."
Kat saddened. "I wish I was a boy." William looked Kat up and down his eyes lingering on her breasts. "I prefer you as a girl." Kat jumped up, and began
to walk away. William followed her. "Kat I was just joking. Kat, please, Kat!" Kat untied her horse, Starlight better known as Star. William grabbed her
arm as she started to mount; she fell and landed on top of him. She was lying on his chest, staring into his eyes. He pulled her head down to kiss her.
Kat closed her eyes and let the kiss wash over her. Star whinnied. Kat pilled back and stood up.
Catherine walked up to the two friends. "Mother is looking for you Katrina." She turned her gaze to William. "I didn’t notice you their William. You look
ever so clever today." William bit back a groan. He did detest having to be civil to Catherine. But he knew that Kat would be annoyed with him if he were
rude, besides, maybe Kat would let him kiss her again if he was civil. His body reacted to the thought of kissing Kat. God how he loved her. Only a few
more weeks till he could ask her to marry him. Than, he was never gonna let Kat leave his side ever. They would always be together.
 

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