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Title: Meant To Be
Part: 15/18

Spike shut his eyes, trying to curb his anger. He couldn't believe his minions had either forgotten or lost the best present he'd gotten for Buffy. They were so incompetent sometimes. Well, most of the time. But Dalton was pretty anal when it came to details... it surprised Spike that he'd let that very important detail slide right under his nose.

"Well, Luv, I guess you'll have to wait to get that one." He turned to face Buffy... but she wasn't there. And the door was closed.

Spike frowned, walking to the door. Maybe she'd gotten bored waiting or something? He turned the handle and found he couldn't open it.

He sensed his sire's presence in that instant. Drusilla was in there. And, Buffy didn't know just how dangerous Dru could be. No matter that she'd been living a probably tame life with the Poofter. She was untamable.

Spike pounded his fists against the door, trying to knock it off it's hinges... to break through. Anything to get Buffy as far from Dru as possible.

He could hear his former lover's laughter. That only fueled him more. With one violent shove, the door flew off it's hinges.

He rushed in, freezing when he saw Buffy facing Dru, wavering slightly.

"No need to get angry, my dearest, I was just having a talk with your little girl, here." She smiled sweetly at him, her face all deceptive innocence.

Spike hadn't seen her since that night. He'd almost been afraid of what his reaction to her would be. He knew he loved Buffy, but, Drusilla had made him.

He wasn't afraid of his reaction now. Dru had Buffy in a thrall, that much was obvious... he'd seen it enough times to know. He'd kill Dru without hesitation if he had to.

"She's very pretty, isn't she?" Drusilla caressed Buffy's cheek. It took all of Spike's control to not attack in that instant.

He tried to keep his voice calm when he spoke. "Let her go, Dru."

"Didn't your mum tell you never to look at the sun or it'd blind you? But don't fret, dearest, I can make you see again."

"Stop with the bloody insane babble, Dru. Let the Slayer go."

"I can't until you see!" She snapped.

"Wh-"

"Come back to me. Come back to Princess. We can kill the Slayer and have a lovely party, just like you promised. Remember? With streamers and music?"

"You didn't want me, Dru. S'why you and Angel shagged like rabbits in the sandbox, remember? So, I went and found comfort elsewhere."

"I was wrong. We can go back to Prague. It was so lovely there. We can forget we ever came here once she's gone."

"Let the Slayer go. We can suss this out then, okay?"

"No." She pulled Buffy to her, so that Buffy's back was against Dru's chest. Spike flinched at the empty look in his love's eyes. Dru kept her eyes on his face as she nuzzled the crook of Buffy's neck. "We kill the Slayer, then leave the Hellmouth. I won't leave without you and I won't let her go free."

"I won't let you hurt her, Dru." He growled.

Drusilla just chuckled. "You won't stop me. I took you from your sad, poetic life and made you what you are. Do you really think you could harm me?"

"I'll do what I have to."

Drusilla's appearance of complacence was gone in a flash. She vamped, teeth dangerously close to Buffy's neck. "Then you'll be dust in the wind just like the Slayer."

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Willow worried her lower lip very hard as they entered Downtown Sunnydale. Only a couple of minutes and they'd be at the Bronze. Too bad Xander and Cordelia were right there in hearing range, or she'd ask Oz to stall.

"Wait!" She screeched.

Oz pulled the van to a halt. "What's wrong?"

"Uh... if we're gonna... uh... do this should we let Giles know? I mean, maybe if she... uh... doesn't listen to us, or if Spike tries to cause problems... uh... having Giles there would be helpful, right?"

"She does have a point. I don't wanna be killed if Spike goes all psycho and Buffy won't stop him." Cordelia said.

"Look, I'll just call Giles from that phone and ask him to meet us there, okay?" Willow jumped out of the van before Xander could get a word in and ran over to a pay phone. She fished change out of her pocket and hastily dialed Buffy's cell number. "Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up..." She chanted as it rang and rang.

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Giles tapped his foot in an unconscious show of impatience as Jenny showed him the spell. It was in an ancient gypsy script that was known to very few. So few that apparently, not even heirs of that clan had been taught it if Jenny didn't know. There were only a handful of language translations she had yet to run it through to try and make it speak-able.

Jenny noticed his little foot tapping and sighed. "Rupert, does it really matter if we do this tonight or within the next couple of days?"

"The sooner we do this, the better I will feel."

"What about Angel? He had wanted the curse for Drusilla and I was only able to locate one Orb of Thesulah."

"Uh... I may have one." His face burned in embarrassment.

"Really?"

"I have this orb I had bought at a shop in England. I've been using it as a... paperweight."

Jenny couldn't help but crack a smile. "So we can do the spell on both of them. That works out perfectly, doesn't it? You can keep your promise to Angel and protect Buffy."

"Yes. I just hope I'm not too late."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it would be to Spike's advantage to catch Buffy off guard if he was going to kill her. I imagine she's quite distracted tonight. It makes her that much more vulnerable."

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Angel felt frustration well in him. He'd been unable to locate Drusilla. Then, when he'd gone to Giles' to take him to Buffy's so that the Watcher could see how ineffective he'd been at his job, the apartment was empty.

Well, maybe he could do something to stop or correct the situation on his own. He headed towards Buffy's house. He would resume his search for Dru after he confronted Buffy and Spike.

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He'd been afraid of what Drusilla would do. He hadn't really anticipated her childish giggling, especially after she'd just essentially said he'd die with Buffy. "Dru?"

"All the little pawns want to save the queen. They think her knight is trying to harm her." She continued to giggled while Spike figured out what she meant.

It wasn't that difficult. Buffy's Watcher... maybe her friends were out for his blood. Like he'd harm a hair on Buffy's head. Of course, they didn't know that, nor would they believe it. Maybe Willow and her boy. But he knew the little redhead wasn't too fond of him. She might happily join the others in trying to rip Buffy and him apart.

"The Slayer's mates are coming?"

Just then a small beeping sound came from the back room. Spike frowned until he realized it was Buffy's cell phone.

"Soon, my Spike, you will see you don't belong in the sunlight." Spike tensed as Dru placed a kiss on Buffy's neck, her teeth skimming over the skin, thankfully not breaking the skin in any way.

He slipped into game face, hoping he'd be able to come up with a plan to save Buffy. And soon.

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"That was so simple... I'm surprised I missed that." Jenny said, staring down at the completed translation of the gypsy curse.

"Yes, well, sometimes something very important can be right in front of you and you still miss it." He looked at Jenny for a second before returning his attention to driving. "I suppose one must consider themselves especially lucky if they are still able to find it."

Jenny frowned, not getting what he meant. "Right. I hope Buffy's mother isn't home. She doesn't know Buffy's the Slayer, right?"

"Unless Buffy's told her and failed to mention that to me. Considering her current habit of keeping things from me, I wouldn't be surprised." He pulled his car along the curb in front of Buffy's house and got out.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"Yes. I'd rather do the spell right off."

They walked up to the house. The sounds of a man and woman yelling inside could be heard coming from behind the closed door. "Dear lord, Buffy..." Giles banged on the front door.

"That doesn't sound like Buffy..." Jenny's comment went unheard by him.

"Open the bloody door!" He shouted.

The shouting stopped and the door creaked open just a bit. "Mr. Giles?" Joyce asked.

"Where is Buffy?"

"Is she in trouble with the school?"

"I heard shouting."

"Who is this Joyce?" Hank pulled the door open all the way.

"This is Buffy's father, Hank. He came over for her birthday. Hank, this is Mr. Giles, he's the librarian at Buffy's school and..." She saw Jenny standing behind him.

"Jenny Calendar. I'm a teacher at Sunnydale High."

"Damn it, Joyce, I thought you said Buffy wasn't getting in trouble anymore."

"She hasn't been."

"Is Buffy here? It's very important I see her."

"She's out on a date. What's wrong?"

"Is she with someone named Spike?"

"Yes."

"Bloody Hell."

"What? What is it?"

"Where are they?"

"I want to know what's going on."

"Mrs. Summers, I do not have the time. Buffy may be in a great deal of danger. Do you know where she and Spike went?"

"I knew it!" Hank whooped triumphantly. "I knew that pig was nothing but trouble!"

Joyce glared at her ex-husband with such a fury in her eyes, his cheerful crowing was short-lived. "William is such a sweet boy. I know he would never hurt her."

"Please, tell me where they are."

Joyce sighed. "I want to go too. Then I can prove to you that you're wrong about him."

"Very well."

"They're at the Bronze."

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"So, Giles said he was coming, right?" Xander asked, rubbing his arms to keep warm. He'd given Cordy his jacket when they'd gotten out of the van.

"Right." Willow lied. "He said we should wait out here until he gets here."

"I hope he doesn't take too long. I'm ready and raring for a showdown."

They all stiffened at the sound of voices.

"Vampires?" Oz asked.

"Maybe?" Willow and Xander both carried stakes on them. Xander pushed Cordelia behind him and Willow gave Oz a cross.

"What are the lot of you doing here?" Giles asked.

"Finally!" Xander said. "Now we can go in there and kick Spike's undead as-..." He saw Joyce and smiled. "butt."

"What?" She frowned. "How did all of you find out about Buffy and William?"

"I accidentally let it slip... well... Oz did, actually." Willow halfheartedly glared at her boyfriend.

"You knew and you didn't tell me?" Giles asked her.

"Buffy's my friend. She's happy with him."

"He could very well kill her!"

"What?" Joyce asked, panicked. They all obviously knew something she didn't.

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The whole world froze around Spike when Dru sunk her fangs into Buffy's neck. It was over just as soon as it had begun... she hadn't even drank the powerful nectar. She laughed, shoving Buffy into his arms.

The smell of her blood probably would have been more overwhelming to him if he hadn't tasted it before in the midst of lovemaking. He held her close, relived that the worst was over. He just had to get rid of Dru then get Buffy home, or to his house.

"Luv?" He looked down at her face. Her eyes were still lifeless. Damn Dru and her damn thrall.

"Slayer, you're not going to let that bad vampire hurt your mummy and friends, now are you?" Drusilla asked.

Spike realized what she was planning on doing. "Dru... no."

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Buffy looked at the vampire holding her. Just a dead thing she had to make even deader. Otherwise, her family and friends would be hurt. Her family and friends who had just walked into the Bronze.

Funny, she couldn't really remember why she was there in the first place. But, something kept telling her that killing the vampire was what she had to do. She pushed him from her and took a fighting stance.





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