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Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nada. Zip.
Rating: R, will go higher in later parts.
Pairings: Willow/Angelus, Willow/Drusilla, Willow/Spike, Angelus/Dru.
Summary: Angelus is brought back, and he wants Willow...
Spoilers/Notes: Season 2 Angel, Season 5 Buffy, with a few things changed. Season 4's "Something Blue" never happened. No Dawn. No Spike/Harmony. Spike never got the crush on Buffy, instead, he has a thing for Willow. Also, No Spike/Drusilla romance, and on Angel, Darla has successfully seduced Angel, and from then on, it's AU totally.
Distribution: Charity and Jinni can always have my work, as can Court and the new webmaster of Kylia's Fire and Ice. Everyone else please ask first! :)
Dedication: To my fellow members of the Candy Orgy! I *know* I promised not to start anymore stories, but this has been dancing around in my head, and I couldn't resist!
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~Part: 1~
Darla watched in satisfaction as Angel's eyes flashed yellow, and took on a look she hadn't seen for over a century. "My darling boy..." she cooed, as she stroked his bare chest.
Angelus laughed, looking at the former vampire turned human. "Darla? Can you do me a favor?"
Darla smiled at her childe. "Anything for my Angel..."
Angelus smiled. "Good. This time-" he grabbed her by the neck. "Stay dead." Frightened eyes looked up at him as he snapped her neck. Angelus let go of the now lifeless human. "Don't worry, Darla. I think you'll like hell." He pulled on his clothes. It was still night. He smiled. He knew what to do.
***
Drusilla bolted upright. Her Daddy was back. For good. She knew he would never leave her again. He was bringing her a sister to play with. Drusilla couldn't wait. She giggled in delight. She looked at the sleeping Chaos demon next to her. "My Daddy is back. I'm getting a pretty sister. I don't need you anymore." She quickly drained her sleeping lover, grimacing at the sour taste of his blood. "So icky." She remembered her Angel, and quickly gathered her things, before heading out into the night.
***
Angelus stifled his laughter. These mortals who worked for him were complete morons. All he had to do was stare off into space and frown, and they thought he was his brooding soul-having counterpart. They had been giving him space ever since the police had called at ten o'clock. They had found Darla, and in her wallet had found the number to the office. Darla listed Angel of her next of kin. So the former Watcher, the street kid, and the actress all avoided him, thinking he needed time to come to terms with Darla's death.
"Angel?" Cordelia hesitantly asked.
He turned to look at her. She shifted on her feet, avoiding looking into his eyes. "Are you okay?"
Angelus nodded.
"On the bright side, she was killed before she could become a real threat. Aside from the dreams, that is. She wanted to seduce you, and vanquish the soul."
"The last thing we need to deal with is a psycho Angelus." Cordelia added. "No offense, but I hate you souless." She gasped. "Vision!" She said, before collapsing. All three men rushed over to her. She took Wesley's arm, and stood up on shaky legs. "We need to go to Sunnydale."
"Why?" Gunn asked.
"Everyone's in danger. Big, big demon. They need our help."
Angelus tried to look worried. "Let's go." He grinned inwardly. This was too perfect! He couldn't believe his luck. It was time to go back. For her...
***
"No."
"Please?"
"No. No way. Forget it."
"Why not? It would be fun."
"What?! No it wouldn't!"
Spike pouted, giving his best puppy-dog eyes. "Please?"
Willow rolled her eyes. "No. Spike, I will *not* kill Buffy for you!" He opened his mouth to reply, but she cut him off. "The answer is still no, no matter how much you hate her."
Spike flopped into a chair. "Bloody hell."
Willow was at Giles' trying to study, and Spike was just being annoying in general. Buffy and Riley were in the dorm room, so Willow left, knowing her friends needed some privacy. Giles was at the magick shop, and Xander and Anya were God knows where.
"Please?"
Willow groaned in aggravation. "No!"
"Okay. What if you just maim her a little?"
Willow threw down her pencil. "No! I am trying to study!"
Spike grinned at the fire in the redhead's emerald gaze. Looking into her angry gaze, he wanted to throw her to the floor, and shag the hell out of her. He loved pushing Red's buttons, seeing all her fire. He wanted her from the first second he saw her. Her beauty and innocence called to him, as did the fire he knew burned deep inside. She was so naive, smart, and beautiful. She was his shy little spitfire. His lovely Fire Goddess. And he knew she had a dark side. She had told him little bits and pieces of the Vampire Willow story over the course of their friendship. He loved her, wanted her before that, but after that, he knew she was meant to be his. He followed her on a regular basis, keeping her safe as she walked to the dorm, or to her house, saving her life from other demons. He was no better than his damn poofy sire, standing on her balcony, watching her sleep, or standing outside of her dorm, following her, making sure no one hurt his Red. No one had noticed his interest with the redhead, save Angelus, and Drusilla.
There was a knock at the door, breaking the silence. Willow looked up from her textbook, suprised. "Who could that be?"
Spike shrugged. "Beats me, pet."
Willow walked over to the door, and opened it. "Angel!" She shrieked, practically tackling the vampire in a huge hug. "Buffy didn't tell me you were coming!"
The dark vampire chuckled, amused. Angelus rather enjoyed holding the redhead in his embrace. "Missed you too."
He noticed his blonde childe in come into the entryway. He had heard about what happened to Spike, with the chip and all. He saw Spike's eyes flash with jealousy and anger. Angelus smirked. His eldest childe wanted the redhead too. "Pet, let the poof go."
Willow turned to look at Spike. "What?" She blushed red, and let go off Angel. Cordelia rolled her eyes and pushed past Angel, eyeing the blonde vampire warily. Gunn and Wesley followed behind the former cheerleader. Willow greeted them all in turn, then frowned. "You guys aren't here for a visit are you?" Willow asked softly.
Cordelia shook her head. "'Fraid not, Will. Where's everyone?"
"Buffy's with Riley." Willow said quietly, looking at Angel, to see if she had upset him. "Xander and Anya are probably at Xander's, Giles is at the bookshop. Tara's studying at the dorm."
"Wait a sec. Who's Tara?" Cordelia asked.
Willow blushed crimson. "She's..."
"She's Willow's new bedbuddy." Anya supplied from the doorway.
"Anya!" Willow shrieked, glaring at the ex-demon.
Angelus growled lowly. Some...*girl* was trying to take something that was HIS! He had to fight the urge to take Willow, and show her who she really belonged to. Him. No, he couldn't do that. He'd have to keep up the Soulboy routine. He couldn't let any of them know he was back. Not yet, at least.
Willow was still glaring at Anya. "You...you...."
Anya shrugged. "Sorry. Would it be better if I said she was your orgasm friend?"
"No!" Willow replied. She sighed. "Tara is my girlfriend."
Spike rolled his eyes. He hated that blonde witch almost as much as he hated the Slayer. He decided Tara would be the first to die when the chip was removed. She'd die painfully, too. She'd touched his Fire Goddess, and she'd pay with her sad little life. No one touched what was Spike's and got away with it.
"Hey, Will. Cordy. Deadboy. What are you guys doing here?"
Angelus resisted the urge to snap the stupid twit's neck. "Vision." He replied stoically.
"Whoa." Xander replied. "That can't be good. I'll go get the G-Man." Xander jogged out the door.
***
"Not that I don't *love* when you all come by," Xander said, glaring at the dark vampire, "but since I got the G-man, tell us why you're here."
"Not much to tell." Cordelia shrugged. "I had a vision of a big demon, and you guys need help fighting it."
"Buffy's at the dorm. I can go get her." Willow suggested.
"I'll go with you." Angelus said. Spike looked at him suspiously.
"You won't start anything with Riley, will you?" Willow asked hesitantly.
Angelus frowned. "No."
Willow shrugged. "Okay, I guess." Willow and the pretend souled-vampire headed out the door.
***
"So, how are you?" Angelus asked Willow as they walked along.
"Fine." Willow asked glancing at Angel. "Are you okay?"
Angelus raised his eyebrows. "I can't ask my friend how she's doing?" At this point, it was taking all of his self control not to take her, fuck her, and turn her. He knew she would be a magnificent childe. He stopped as he sensed a vampire. Willow looked back at him, concerned. "Angel?"
"Vampire." He said. "Go on, I'll meet you there."
Willow nodded, eyes wide as she began to run.
Angelus waited until she was out of sight before turning to look into the shadows. He heard a giggle, and he smiled slowly. "Dru. Come on out."
Drusilla stepped out of the shadows. "Daddy. You're back."
Angelus kissed her roughly. "Yeah. For good."
Drusilla bit his lip. "I missed you."
Angelus laughed, and tipped her chin to look up at him. "Princess, how would you feel about a sister?"
Drusilla smiled softly. "Pretty Red?"
Angelus nodded.
Drusilla smiled. "I remember her. Spike wanted her. She's so pretty. She smells all sticky and sweet. Do you think she tastes good?"
Angelus' eyes darkened in lust. "I'll bet she does."
Drusilla giggled. "I just know I'll love my sister." She cocked her head. "She will be so evil."
"Aye, love." Angelus replied. "I've seen her as a vampire. Magnificent. She loves to play."
"Fire." Dru whispered. "She'll love Daddy like I do. Can I go play with my sister?"
"Not yet. Soon." Angelus replied.
"When?" Drusilla asked impatiently.
"You can play with your sister by the end of the week, Princess. I promise." Angelus told her.
"I gave you a prezzie." Drusilla said proudly.
"What?" The dark vampire asked.
"The vision." Drusilla sing-songed. "I want to play with Daddy and Sister."
Angelus laughed, eyes gleaming with evil. "Looks like my new baby girl will be coming sooner than I thought."
~Part: 2~
Buffy looked around the room. Willow had run to the dorm, all out of breath, talking about visions and demons, and Angel. Riley, Buffy, and Willow met up with Angel, who was still in the park. Now they were all waiting to hear about the vision.
"So, Cordy. What did you see, exactly?" Buffy asked the former cheerleader.
"A big demon, and everyone was fighting it. It grabbed Willow, and-" Cordelia stopped short.
"Well?" Xander asked, impatient.
Cordelia turned to look at the redhead who was clutching Tara's hand. "Will, he snapped your neck. He killed you." Cordelia shuddered, remembering the lifeless dull green eyes from the Willow in her vision.
Willow gasped, eyes wide. "I-I'm gonna die?"
"No bloody way we'll let you die, luv." Spike said, angered something was threatening his Willow.
"What about everyone else?" Giles asked.
"Everyone else was fine. Bruised, but alive." Cordelia replied.
"How do w-we protect Wi-Willow?" Tara asked, frightened for her lover's life.
"Well, we should probably get her out of Sunnydale. Then she will be out of danger." Giles suggested.
"I can take her back to L.A." Angelus said softly, while inwardly laughing. Drusilla was brilliant! The "prezzie" she sent Cordelia gave Angel a chance to get the redhead alone, and finally make her his.
Buffy jumped up. "Hey, yeah! That would work! That's what we do!"
"Gee, don't I get a say in this?" Willow asked sarcastically.
Buffy looked at the redhead. "Will, seriously. Getting you out of Sunnydale is the best thing we can do to protect you. L.A.'s the most logical place since Angel's there."
"Maybe Red's right." Spike spoke up, not wanting his girl anywhere near the poof for any length of time.
"Would you rather she die?" Buffy shot back.
Spike scowled. "No one gets to kill Red but me."
Xander rolled his eyes. "Gee, that made alot of sense."
Willow stood up. "Fine. I'll go, since I apparently have no choice in the matter."
Giles nodded. "It's for your own good. The rest of us must be available to fight."
"Hey! Why does Angel get to leave when the rest of us have to stay here?" Cordelia whined.
Angelus wanted to snap the whiny bitch in half for trying to ruin his plans.
"Because we may need Angel as a back-up." Giles explained.
"Will, go pack some stuff. You're leaving tonight." Buffy said. She elaborated at Willow's glare. "Look, we don't know when the demon could attack. It's better to safe than sorry."
"Don't you need my help, like magicky-type help?" Willow asked hopefully.
Buffy shook her head. "No. Tara, Anya, and Giles can handle that. The rest of us will fight. Now go."
"Obviously no one wants me here." Willow huffed, storming out the front door. "I can fight just as good as anyone else."
Spike smiled slightly at Willow's outburst. She was cute when she was throwing a fit.
Tara looked at the floor. "I'll go h-help Willow pack." She followed the redhead out the door.
"That girl is weird." Anya observed. "She twitches."
"So?" Xander asked.
"So she's freaky." Anya replied. "Willow should just go back to guys. Tara doesn't seem to be doing anything for her. Did you see all that pent-up tension?"
"What?" Buffy asked, exasperated.
Anya shrugged. "Willow just seemed to be stressed, that's all."
"Anya, honey, maybe it's because she found out she'll *die* if she stays in Sunnydale." Xander deadpanned.
"Well, I'm just saying maybe she should have sex to relieve the stress." Anya defended.
Angelus covered a yawn, wishing he could kill them all, especially the moron, the demon girl, and that weird blonde girl with his Willow. And the Slayer and her farmboy. Hell, he wanted to kill all of them! Instead, he pasted what he hoped was a soulful look on his face. "I'll go pick up Willow."
"You're taking the car?" Cordelia asked. "How are we supposed to get back to L.A.?"
Angelus gritted his teeth, really hating the brunette. "Call me when you kill the demon, I'll come back, pick you, Gunn, and Wesley up, and drop Willow off." He said, thinking fast.
Cordelia shrugged. "Okay. Whatever."
Angelus knew he should leave, since he was very close to killing them all right then, to hell with the plan. "I'll go get Willow. Good luck with the demon."
"Hey, keep Willow safe!" Buffy called after him.
Angelus chuckled as he walked down the driveway. "Oh, I will, Slayer. Oh, I will."
***
The darked-haired vampire loaded the single suitcase in his trunk. "Are you sure this is all you need? I mean, it could take awhile to kill the demon."
Willow shook her head. "No. Buffy said it shouldn't take more than a few days."
"You got everything?" Tara asked Willow softly.
Willow turned, and smiled at the other witch. "Yes. Got my clothes, my toothbrush, and my laptop. Thanks for helping me pack."
Tara smiled. "No problem. Be careful, okay?" Tara kissed her girlfriend softly.
Angelus scowled, hating the bitch for kissing his girl, and wishing he could kill her there and then. He shook his head slightly. There would be plenty of time for that later, when he had both his Dru and his Willow at his side.
"You be careful too." Willow told Tara.
"I will." Tara said, smiling. "Bye." She gave the redhead a slight wave before heading back into the building.
Willow turned to Angel. "Ready?"
Angelus smiled back. "More than ready."
***
"So, what's going on with you?" Angelus asked the girl as they entered L.A.'s city limits.
Willow shrugged. "Nothing much. School. Slaying."
"What happened with Oz?" Angelus inquired.
Willow glanced at him. "Uh, Oz met another girl, Veruca, who turned out to be a werewolf. He, uh, had sex with her." Willow willed the tears away. "She tried to kill me when she got all wolfy. Oz saved me. He killed her. T-then, he tried to kill me. But, uh, Buffy stopped him. He left me. He didn't want to hurt me, so he l-left." Willow blinked several times, trying to clear the tears from her eyes.
Angelus took her hand. "I'm sorry." He said, meaning it. "I shouldn't of asked."
Willow shook her head. "No. It's okay. It's his loss. I've got Tara now."
"Tell me about her." Angelus requested, hoping to keep the jealousy out of his voice.
Willow smiled. "She's great. We met in a Wicca group. We got trapped by these creepy demons, called the Gentlemen, anyway, we became friends, then it turned into something more."
"You love her?" Angelus asked, hoping to sound nonchalant.
Willow looked deep in thought. "I'm not sure. I don't know. I think I do. I mean, we haven't..." Willow trailed off.
"What?" Angelus prodded gently.
Willow blushed. "We haven't done...*that*. Anya has the wrong idea. Tara's not..." She stopped short. "My orgasm friend." She finished, whispering. "At least not yet. Wait, no! That came out wrong, I mean,-"
"I get it, Willow." Angelus said, trying to keep from laughing aloud. She was adorable when she babbled.
Willow smiled sheepishly, still blushing. "Sorry. Anyway, Oz left before we did anything beyond cuddling. Enough about my love life. How's yours?" Her eyes widened and she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh, Goddess! Angel, I forgot! I'm so, so, so, sorry! I really *meant* how is your life going? Not your love life, because you don't have one. Oh, Goddess, that sounds even worse! I mean, you *can* have one, but it would be bad. Angel, I'm really sorry!!"
Angelus allowed himself a laugh. "I understand. You are quite amusing, Willow." He pulled over in front of a large building. "This is it."
Willow got out of the car. "It's nice. Cordelia told me it has a very broody atmosphere that seems to suit you well."
Angelus rolled his eyes as he retrieved Willow's suitcase from the trunk. "Sounds like something Cordelia would say." He locked the front door quietly as the walked into the dark lobby.
Willow squinted, not able to see very well. "Why is it so dark in here?"
"Because the lights aren't on." Angelus replied casually, struggling to keep control now that he finally had her at his mercy.
Willow shrugged. "Okay..."
"Did you lock all the doors?" Angelus asked.
Willow looked back at him, confused. "What?" He was looking in the darkness somewhere to her right.
"Of course." A soft, lilting voice said from the shadows. Willow stiffened as a woman with dark hair in a long dress walked over to stand next to Angel. She remembered the person immediately. It was Drusilla Drusilla smiled. "She is so pretty..."
"Oh my God..." Willow turned to look at Angel, noticing his eyes, cold and evil. Her eyes filled with tears as she backed away from the pair. "You-you're not Angel."
Angelus smiled, caressing her cheek, causing her to flinch. "Oh no, baby. I *am* Angel."
Dru stepped forward, a frown marring her pretty face. "Sister is scared of Daddy and Princess. Why is she scared, Daddy?"
"I don't have a clue, Drusilla." Angelus said innocently.
"You both tried to *kill* me! A whole bunch of times!" Willow snapped. "Of course I'm going to be scared."
Drusilla beamed at Angelus. "Sister has so much fire." She purred. "All her fire will be free to burn forever and ever soon."
Willow continued to back away. "Please, just leave me alone. Let me go."
Drusilla walked over to the redhead. She cocked her head. "Don't be afraid. Daddy and Princess both love you."
Willow backed up, finding herself pinned between Cordelia's desk, and the two vampires. "No. Leave me alone." Willow begged. "Let me go home. I'd rather let that demon kill me than stay here."
Drusilla giggled. "Silly! There is no demon! I had to find a way for Daddy to get you here, so I sent the Seer a prezzie. It fooled everyone."
Willow gasped. "My god. It was all a set-up." She turned to Angelus. "You were souless the whole time."
Angelus smirked. "Of course I was. I lost that damn soul for good 3 days ago."
"How?" Willow breathed, terrified.
"That bitch Darla. Wolfram and Hart brought her back, as a human. She screwed Soulboy, letting me out. I killed her. Went to Sunnydale for you, found Dru, and the rest, well, you know. You were there."
Willow looked away, not believing she was about to die.
Angelus stood close to her, licking away a tear as it fell down her cheek. Willow turned to run, but Angelus caught her easily, entrapping her in his arms. Drusilla stepped forward, her brow furrowed with sorrow. "Sister is afraid of her Daddy." Drusilla turned to look at Willow. "It's all right, Little Tree."
Willow continued to struggle. "Let me go..."
Drusilla kissed her chastely on the cheek. "Shh. Go to sleep. Let me help you..." Drusilla pinched a nerve on the back of Willow's neck, causing the redhead to pass out, going limp in Angelus' arms.
Angelus smiled and scooped the redhead up, carrying her up the stairs to his bedroom.
***
He had been staring intently at the redhead for about a half an hour. He turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Drusilla smiled at him. "Sister soon?"
Angelus kissed her hand. "Yes. Very soon."
The insane vampiress sat down next to her sire on the edge of the bed. "I will be a very good big sister, Daddy."
Angelus smiled fondly at his daughter. "Of course you will, love."
Dru nodded. "Yes. We can play, go hunting, kill. I'll even let her play with Daddy without getting angry."
Angelus raised a brow. Dru was pretty possesive when it came to him. "Really?"
Dru smiled up at him. "Yes. Sisters share." She clutched Miss Edith to her chest. "I've never had a sister before. Only a brother. How is Spikey, Daddy?"
"Can't feed, has a chip preventing him. Helps the Slayer." Angelus spat out in disgust. He was dissapointed with his eldest childe.
Dru's eyes took on an all familiar look of madness. "No, Daddy. He doesn't help the Slayer. He hates her. He helps them because of Little Tree. He wants her, can't claim her, his head buzzes with pain. He loves our Fire." She pouted. "Poor Spikey. He wants Willow to be his forever and ever."
"Yes, I noticed that, Princess. He looks at her with love and longing." Amgelus replied, glancing at the serene-looking girl on the bed. "But I can see why."
Dru laid her head on her sire's shoulder. "Yes. It is almost time."
Just then, Willow's eyelids fluttered open.
~Part: 3~
Willow sat up, freezing when she remembered. "No, no, no..."
Angelus scooted closer to her, chuckling slightly as she tried to scramble away. "You can't run from me, kitten."
Willow drew her knees up to her chest, shaking in fear. "Please don't hurt me." Willow whimpered.
Angelus reached out to stroke her hair, growling when she tried to pull away. Angelus ran his fingers through her soft hair. "It's all right."
Willow looked up, seeing traces of what could be compassion in those dark eyes. Angelus couldn't care...could he? Angelus' grip tightened, and the compassion was replaced by something else. He licked the length of her neck, nibbling at her pulsepoint. He locked his arms around Willow, preventing her from moving.
Drusilla smiled at the terrified redhead. "The stars say my new sister is a Princess too." Drusilla smiled. "Don't worry, lamb. Death doesn't hurt...much."
Willow screamed as Angelus bit into her throat, the vampire pulling the redhead closer as she tried in vain to free herself. Over time, her struggles grew weaker, as did her ability to breathe. Angelus laid her down gently as her last breath whispered from her lips, and she joined them in eternity.
Angelus kissed Drusilla, sharing the girl's blood with her. He pulled away, and smirked. He looked at Drusilla, then down to the redhead. "Dru, meet your baby sister."
Drusilla giggled in delight. She kissed the redhead's forehead, and leaned her head against her sire's shoulder. "We shall have such fun with Sister, right Daddy?"
Angelus smiled, a smile full of evil and anticipation. "Oh, I think so, Princess."
***
Drusilla pouted. "Will she wake up soon?"
Angelus sighed. Dru had been whining endlessly ever since he had turned Willow, about half a day now. "Princess, it takes awhile. You know that."
"Tell me about her." Drusilla asked.
Angelus looked at the insane woman in suprise. "Well, She lived in Sunnydale her whole life, she's always been kind of shy and quiet. Didn't have many friends aside from the Moron and the Slayer. Her parents aren't around much. She was dating a werewolf, then he left her. She was involved with another witch."
Drusilla made a face. "Sister thinks she has feelings for the girl, but she doesn't. She's just confused. She has dark and naughty thoughts about another."
Angelus growled in jealousy. He didn't like the thought of his Red wanting someone else. "Who is it?"
Drusilla giggled. "Oh, Daddy's jealous! Don't worry, sire. Sister will love you, but she'll love Spike too."
Angelus rolled his eyes. It just figured that his newest childe was secretly lusting for his eldest. Suddenly, Drusilla stiffened, and smiled. "Sister's waking up!"
Angelus stood up, and stode up the stairs, into his bedroom. Sure enough, Drusilla was right. The redhead was beginning to stir. Angelus smiled wickedly as Willow's eyes opened. "Evening, love."
Willow's eyes flashed amber. "Sire." She smirked.
Angelus was suprised. She wasn't acting like most fledglings. She should be crying out for blood, wanting to kill any and everyone. Instead, she was sitting on the bed, looking bored.
"Little Tree is strong." Dru lilted as she came into the room. Drusilla peered cautiously at the girl. "Magick sings in her veins. She will make us proud." The raven-haired vampire sat next to the redhead. "We shall have much fun, right?"
Willow smiled and took her sister's hand. "Yes, Dru. Of course we will." She turned to her sire. "Who do we get to kill first?"
Angelus grinned. "Actually, I have a 'friend' to thank for getting rid of the soul."
"Ooh, can we help?" Drusilla asked eagerly.
Angelus raised a brow. "I was counting on it."
***
Lindsey MacDonald scowled in irritation as his office door opened. The scowl deepened when he saw who it was. "Angel." He spat. "What the hell do you want?"
Angelus walked into the room, followed by two women, a dark haired woman in a brown dress, and a redhead wearing a sweater and jeans. Lindsey eyed them suspiously. "And who are they?"
Angelus smirked. "I just wanted to thank you."
Lindsey narrowed his eyes. "For what?"
"Darla." The vampire replied cryptically.
"Cut the cryptic bullshit, Angel. Shouldn't you be out saving troubled souls?" Lindsey snapped.
Drusilla walked to stand next to Angelus. "I don't like him." She declared, glaring at the dark haired mortal.
Willow walked over to Angelus' other side. "Yeah. He's mean." She agreed.
Angelus chuckled at his daughters. "Sounds like my Dru and my Willow don't like you." He turned to back to Lindsey.
"What do you want?" Lindsey asked again, hating the vampire more with each passing second.
Angelus shrugged. "Just wanted to drop by. And kill you."
Lindsey smiled, and shook his head. "Like you could. You're *soulful*, remember?"
"But we're not." Drusilla growled.
The pretty little redhead stepped forward. "He doesn't have his soul anymore. Darla saw to that." Willow spoke slowly, as if to a 5 year old. She was getting annoyed with the thick headed man. He reminded her of Xander.
Drusilla licked her lips. "Time to eat yet, Daddy?"
Willow nodded. "Yes, may we?"
Angelus nodded. "Go ahead, loves."
Willow and Drusilla smiled evilly. "Time to die." Drusilla purred.
Angelus laughed at the man's screams, and stood back to watch his beauties feed.
~Part: 4~
The three vampires headed down the dark street. Willow licked her lips. That had been the first blood she had had, aside from her sire's. "His blood was sweet."
Drusilla linked her arm through her sister's, and laughed. "You wanted to drink him all up."
Willow turned to Angelus. "Daddy, what now?"
"Can we go kill the Slayer now?" Drusilla asked hopefully.
Angelus shook his head. "No."
Willow scowled. "Why not?"
Angelus tipped her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Princess, I can think of much more fun things to do, and they don't involve the Slayer."
Drusilla kissed the redhead harshly. She turned to Angelus, amber eyes gleaming. "Yes, that sounds like much more fun than killing that icky old Slayer."
Angelus laughed. "I thought you might think so."
***
"Something isn't right."
Cordelia's comment broke the silence in the Watcher's house.
"What do you mean?" Xander asked.
The brunette frowned. "Well, normally when I get visions, it all happens right away, you know? I mean, it's been two days, and still no demon."
"Maybe Will can come home now." Buffy suggested.
Spike shot the blonde a scathing glare. "The demon would kill Red then. Bloody stupid bint."
Buffy's eyes lit with anger, and Giles held up his hand, seeing the Slayer was going to start something. "Buffy, don't. Spike, shut up."
Spike growled at the Watcher, but didn't say anything.
"We can't risk bringing Willow home until the demon is killed. Do you want her to die?"
"No." Came the replies.
"Unless..." Anya began.
"Unless what?" Xander asked.
"Unless there is no demon." Anya finished.
"What? That doesn't make any sense." Buffy commented.
Anya shrugged. "It just seems weird, that's all."
"I-I don't want Willow to get h-hurt." Tara stammered, still shy around the group. "I'm sure Angel's keeping her s-safe."
"Tara's right." Giles said. "Cordelia, maybe you should call Angel and see how Willow is holding up."
***
"What?" Angelus growled into the phone. He had been sleeping, and didn't like being woken up. Dru and Willow had wore him out.
"Angel?" A feminine voice asked.
"What is it, Cordelia?"
"Is Willow there?"
"She's sleeping." Angelus replied.
"Is she okay?"
"Of course." Angelus replied, still annoyed.
"Well, there's no demon yet." Cordelia sighed.
Angelus grinned. "That's too bad." Drusilla was right. Those humans were too easy to fool.
Angelus heard a scuffle in the backround, then a cry of "Hey! Give back the phone!"
"Oh, shut up! Peaches, let me talk to Red." Spike demanded.
Angelus rolled his eyes at the voice of his eldest, and most annoying childe. "She's asleep, Spike."
"Well, wake her up." Spike said.
"No." Angelus replied.
"Damn it, Poof! Is she okay?" Spike asked, worried.
Angelus heard the obvious concern in his childe's voice, and snickered. Spike had it bad for Willow. It would be very interesting to see Spike's reaction when he saw the newly turned Willow. "Unless she's died in the past 10 minutes, she's okay."
"Don't talk about Red dying." Spike snarled. He was quiet for a minute. "I'm coming up there."
Angelus' jaw dropped. If Spike showed up, it would ruin all of his plans. He didn't trust Spike. If Spike found out that the soul was gone and Willow was his newest childe, his blonde childe would come charging to his doorstep, and possibly the Slayer and her stupid gang of do-gooders wouldn't be far behind. He smirked, getting an idea. He slammed the phone against the table. "Connection's going out." He said, before hanging up.
"Everything will be ruined." Drusilla sing-songed from behind him.
Angelus turned to look at her. "What?"
"Spike wants to protect his Little Tree. He's going to come here. The humans will be suspious, and they will come too. They will try and stake Daddy and Princess, and take Sister away."
Angelus knew Drusilla's predictions were always correct. "Fuck. Then we have to get out of here."
Drusilla nodded. "Yes, that is best. We must leave very soon."
Angelus sighed. "Go wake Willow up, get packed, let me take care of a few things, then we'll go."
Drusilla kissed his cheek. "Okay, Daddy." She went back to the bedroom. "Willow-mine, wake up...."
***
Spike growled, and slammed down the phone. "Poofy bastard."
"What's the matter?" Cordelia asked.
Spike growled. "Poof wouldn't let me talk to Willow."
Cordelia rolled her dark eyes. "Spike, it's like, two in the morning. Willow was sleeping."
Spike growled again, and grabbed his duster. "I don't care. I'm going up there." He slammed the door on the way out.
Anya giggled. Xander looked at her questioningly. "What?"
Anya looked at her boyfriend. "Isn't it obvious? Spike has a major crush on Wil-" The ex-demon glanced at Tara, and quit talking.
Gunn headed towards the door. "You stay here and do whatever you want, but I'm goin' back home with Blondie."
Wesley nodded. "I agree. Spike can drive us back to L.A. Come on, Cordelia."
"I don't want to ride in that junky deathtrap of his..." Cordelia complained as she closed the door behind her.
The Slayer turned to Giles. "Should we go, too?" She asked him.
Giles shook his head. "No, Buffy. I'm sure Wesley will contact us if there is a problem."
Tara stood up. "I-I'm gonna go back to the dorm."
Buffy smiled at the shy girl. "I'll walk with you. I could use some sleep. I'll check the answering machine and see if Willow called. I'm sure she's fine."
***
"So, how long have you been in love with Willow?" Gunn asked the vampire conversationally as the sped toward L.A.
Spike growled at the youth sitting shotgun, but didn't look away from the road.
Gunn shrugged. "Sorry, man. Didn't mean to upset you."
Spike rolled his eyes. Cordelia and Wesley were in the backseat. Wesley was asleep, snoring lightly.
Cordelia leaned next to the front seat. "Gunn, don't make the vampire discuss his feelings about Willow. It's vampire ettiqite. They don't talk about feelings. It makes them feel all girly, and... poofy." Cordelia advised.
"I am not a poof!" Spike exclaimed.
Cordelia grinned. "You love Willow. She's a *human*, and the *Slayer's* best friend. Sounds like poof material to me."
"I suggest you shut your mouth before I tie you to the front bumper and decide to rear-end some trucks." Spike warned the former cheerleader.
Gunn turned around and grinned. "All poofiness aside, Cor, I think he's serious."
"You shut up, too!" Spike snarled. "I should just make you all walk back to L.A."
"If you did that, and we got hurt, Willow would hate you." Cordelia sing songed.
Spike pulled onto the off ramp. "Bloody hell. Where is your building?"
***
"It's dark." Wesley muttered, noticing the hotel turned office's lights were all out.
Gunn snickered. "Uh, Wes. It's night out."
"I meant the hotel!" Wesley snarled, motioning to the hotel the four were standing in front of.
"It's the King of Brood's headquarters. Of course it's going to be dark." Cordelia quipped as she tried to open the front door. She frowned, puzzled. "It's locked."
Spike raised a booted foot, and kicked the door open, shattering the front door. "No it's not." He grinned.
Cordelia shook her head and walked in, flipping on the light. She stopped, and gaped in shock. "What the hell...?"
Eveything was a mess. The desks were broken into pieces, the chairs were turned over, and drapes and wallpaper were in tatters.
"Hot damn!" Gunn exclaimed. "Looks like someone had a hissy fit."
"I don't believe this!" Cordelia moaned as she walked up the stairs. "The whole damn place is like this!" The men downstairs heard the floorboards creak as Cordelia walked above them. "Angel? Willow?" The young woman called, before screaming.
The three men in the lobby bolted up the stairs and stopped. All of Angel's stuff was in shreds. The quit from Angel's bed was torn apart, and there was a red stain on the floor.
Spike's nose twitched. "Blood." He growled. "It's Willow's."
"Something took them." Cordelia whimpered.
Spike was growling and snarling, eyes amber. He went back down the stairs, and the other three followed him.
"Do you think...whatever did that is still here?" Cordelia asked, frightened.
Spike walked into the office, and over to Angel's desk. He vamped out completely and roared. "Damn it!"
"What?!" Cordelia shrieked, terrified of the vampire.
"Drusilla was here. I can smell her." Spike replied.
"Are you sure?" Wesley asked, and immediately regretted it when Spike growled. "I'm pretty fuckin' damn sure, you daft git!"
"What's this?" Gunn asked, picking up a piece of paper from the floor. "It's a drawing."
Spike felt his dead heart clench as he grabbed the paper. It was a drawing of Willow. He spotted the intricate 'A' drawn in the lower right-hand corner, and dropped the paper. He slumped down into a chair.
The defeated look on the blonde's face worried Cordelia more than the anger did. "Spike?"
The blonde had gone back to his human visage. "We gave her to him." He said softly. "We played right into it."
"What?" Gunn asked.
Spike looked at the drawing again, unmeasurable sadness in his blue eyes. "He's got her."
"Who?" Wesley asked.
Spike looked up, and gave the drawing to Wesley. The former Watcher glanced at it, and paled instantly. "Holy God."
"Hello?!" Cordelia waved her hands in the air. "Clueless people here! Who has Willow?!"
"Angelus." Wesley and Spike responded at the same time.
The lobby door slammed open, and someone stumbled in. "Where is he?!" Lindsey asked, eyes wild, his shirt covered with blood. "Where is the son of a bitch?!"
~Part: 5~
"Lindsey?!" Gunn exclaimed. The man looked like a wreck. His clothes were tattered, and there was dark blood on the coller and front of his shirt. His skin was blotchy and almost grey in color.
"Where is he?!" The attorney repeated, a dangerous glint in his eye.
"Where's who?" Cordelia asked, overcoming the shock of seeing one of their foes barge into their place.
"You know who. That bastard Angel!" Lindsey snapped. He pulled out a stake. "I'm going to kill him!"
"Why?" Cordelia inquired.
"Who do you think did this to me?" Lindsey growled, gesturing to his bloody shirt.
"Angel did...that to you?" Wesley asked softly.
Lindsey didn't reply. Instead, he glared at Spike. "Who the hell are you?"
Spike's eyes glinted amber. "I'm Spike."
Lindsey seemed to pale a little more. "Angelus's childe Spike? As in William the Bloody?"
Spike snorted. "Obviously. As much fun as it is chatting with you, I have to go find my Red!"
"Red? You mean Angel's little bitch. Her name is Willow, right?" Lindsey asked.
Spike took a step towards the bloodied man. "What?" He growled threateningly.
Lindsey turned his attention to the former Watcher. "Your wonderful boss comes into my office, insults me, and sits back and laughs while his two whores practically drain me dry."
"Two?" Wesley murmured, not understanding.
"One was a redhead. Angel called her Red. The other bitch called her 'Willow-mine.' The dark haired one kept muttering about someone named Edith."
Spike sunk into a chair, sucking in an unneeded breath. "Drusilla."
"What?!" Cordelia gasped.
"He got her. He turned her. He was souless the whole time." Spike said softly. "He was playing with us."
"But, what about the vision?" Gunn asked. "Willow was in danger, right?"
Spike shook his head. "Dru is psychic. I wouldn't be surprised if she sent the vision as a ploy to get Willow out Sunnydale. Damn it all! I *won't* lose her! Not to them!" He stomped over to the phone, and punched in the numbers. "Watcher!" He barked when the Englishman picked up. "Something's happened..."
***
"What seems to be the problem, Spike?" Giles sighed. It was probably something stupid that had nothing to do with anything. He listened, and instantly went white. "Good God. Yes? I understand. Okay." He hung up the phone, and took off his glasses, and ran a hand down his face. He needed to call the children. They needed to know their old foe was back, and that they had lost one of their own.
***
"What is it, G-funk? Does a demon need to have a can of whoop-ass opened on it?" Xander quipped as he strode in, followed by Anya. He stopped grinning when he saw the look of pain on the face of the older man. "Giles? What is it?" Xander asked, fear tinging his voice.
"Let's...just wait for Buffy and Riley." Giles managed to choke out. Xander nodded, and sat down with Anya. The pair look bewildered.
"Giles!" Buffy exclaimed as she rushed into the house. "I got here as soon as I could! What's the emergency?!" Giles directed her and the entering commando to sit down.
"Spike just called." Giles said in a flat monotone. "Willow and Angel are both gone."
"What?!" Came the collective gasp. Giles held up a hand. "Let me finish. Spike sensed that Drusilla had been there. He said the whole office was trashed."
"So, Drusilla took Wills and Deadboy?" Xander piped up.
Giles didn't bother to admonish the boy for interrupting. "No. Spike found some items that seem to indicate..." The Watcher paused, unable to continue
"Giles? What?" Buffy prompted.
"That Angel has reverted to his souless counterpart." Giles finished.
Buffy slumped back. "No! Angelus is not back! I killed him!" Riley took the small blonde's hand.
"I'm afraid so. Also, there's more. A lawyer Angel knew just was at the hotel. He had been attacked. He said Angelus verbally attacked him, and the two women with Angel tried to drain him. A redhead and a brunette." Giles took a shuddering breath. "He turned her."
"No!" Xander exclaimed. "Spike's just tricking you! Willow's not dead!"
Anya put a hand on him arm. "Xander..."
Xander jerked away from her. "No! She's not gone!" He ran out of the house. Anya shot the trio an apologetic look, and followed her lover out.
Buffy looked puzzled. "But, that vision..."
Giles looked down. "Since Dru is psychic, Spike thinks she sent that vision to Cordelia as a way to get Willow out of Sunnydale, and isolate her."
"That means...he was Angelus while he was here..." Buffy's lower lip trembled. "He was in the dorm. And he was here, in your house."
Giles nodded. "We need to preform an uninvite spell for him, as well as for Drusilla...and Willow. Spike, Wesley, Cordelia and Gunn are on their way back here now."
Buffy shook off the feeling of despair. This had to be a nightmare. She'd wake up soon. She teared up when she realized that this wasn't a horrible nightmare. It was real. "I should go tell Tara." Buffy silently walked out of the house, trying to will the tears of loss and grief away.
***
Willow lay sleeping against Angelus's naked chest. Angelus was stroking his childe's red hair, thinking. Drusilla, who was laying on the side of Angelus, sat up and turned to the elder vampire. "Spike knows." She whispered.
"Knows what?" Angelus asked.
"That you changed Little Tree." Drusilla replied. "His heart is crying. He loves his Fire, and fears she is lost to him forever."
Angelus looked down into the pretty face of the sleeping redhead. Drusilla touched his cheek, knowing what her sire was thinking. "You must let her go to him."
Angelus glared at her and growled. Drusilla stood her ground. "The stars say it is what is meant to be."
Angelus sighed. He figured Dru knew what she was talking about. She was rarely ever wrong. Besides, it wasn't like she was lost to him. As his childe, she belonged to him. And he wasn't renouncing his claim. He would let his youngest childe play with his eldest. He looked at the dark-haired woman. "Fine, Dru. We can be in Sunnydale by tomorrow night."
Willow blinked her eyes open. "What's going on?" She asked sleepily.
Drusilla smiled. "We're going home."
Willow looked up at her sire. "Sunnydale?"
Angelus nodded. "Sunnydale."
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