"Where the bloody hell have you been?" Spike demanded angrily.
"I took a walk....got hungry." Willow said, avoiding his eyes.
"The watcher came by. They want to meet with us. Have more bloody damn questions."
"I'm ready" Willow said.
* * * * *
"You're a vampire." Buffy said, her tone amazed.
"Yes."
"Who?" Giles asked.
Willow stared at them. "Damien...and Dru."
"What?" Angel said.
Willow looked away from them. "After I had been there three months or so, he beat me very badly...bit me...I fought him. I scratched him and bit him and hit him...He was mad. This was right after he told me he intended to keep me. I was hoping that he would kill me. Somehow, I took his blood. I know it was dribbling from his hand into my mouth but I never thought about it. After he was finished, he took me to the cot. Drusilla told me that she could sense the change starting, but there hadn't been enough blood. I was dying. Hell, I think I was actually dead. There had been enough of his blood in me to keep me alive. Dru finished it. She gave me her blood. That was a week before Spike rescued us. She was so weak. She had given me too much. She tried to teach me how to control the demon. She said she never wanted me to be like her...to kill without remorse. I don't know why she did it."
"She knew that she was dying. She wanted to help you survive it. She thought that I would grow to love you and you to love me. She wanted to not worry about either of us..." Spike drifted off remembering his love's final words to him all those years ago.
"Damien is your sire?" Faith asked, wanting clarification. "Or is it Dru?"
"It would be both of them. They both shared blood with her" Angel said quietly. "I ruined your life."
"No. He ruined my life."
Buffy was trying to came to terms with the fact that her best friend was now what she fought against. "We will kill him, Wills. Are you evil?"
Willow knew what the slayer was asking. "No. I've never killed anyone. I feed but never to the death...."
"OK. We can do this. He doesn't that bad." Buffy said, trying to sound encouraging.
They all started to discuss ways to go after Damien.
Willow listened, her mind thinking about what had happened earlier. She
had lied to Spike. She had never lied to him before. She looked at the
group seated around the table. Damien would eat them for breakfast. They
had no idea what he was like. She closed her eyes and gripped Spike's hand
tight. She would think of something. She had to think of something.