“Oz and I are going to be a little late.” Willow told Xander over the telephone, the lie rolling over her tongue like sandpaper.
“We’ll wait for you.” Xander said back.
“No, he has some things to do before we leave. We are going to take his van, instead of the bus.” Willow replied.
“I don’t like this plan Wil. Giles said it would be best if we took public transport.”
“I know, but it’s daylight, we’ll be fine.”
“Okay, but don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”
“Xander, if it makes you feel better, we’ll take the bus. But we’ll still be late.”
“Okay.” Xander said relieved. “How late will you be?” Xander asked.
“We’ll be there by tonight I hope. But if not, then first thing tomorrow morning.”
“Okay, I’ll see you later. Tell the Oz-man I said hi.”
“Okay, see you, and be careful.” Willow hung up the phone, and went to take yet another shower.
She hated lying to her friends, but she couldn’t leave Sunnydale.
***
“I’m taking my car.” Cordelia stated bluntly.
“But Giles said-.” Xander began before being cut off.
“I know what Giles said, but I don’t care. I’m not taking a filthy bus with weird, possibly crazy people on it. I’m taking my car.”
“Fine, but if you get followed, you’re living on your own.” Xander responded.
Cordelia got in her car, and Xander began walking alone, to the ‘filthy bus station’.
***
Cordelia made a stop at her house for some more things to add to her luggage. She had been known to take the proverbial kitchen sink, and this wasn’t any different. As a matter of fact, this situation called for more. They would be hiding out at who knows where, so she needed everything, she even picked up the spatula.
Her parents were gone on a vacation, and wouldn’t be back for another month, possibly two. Hopefully Cordelia would beat them home. ‘I’m so tired.’ she thought to herself. ‘A quick little nap won’t hurt.’ Cordelia laid down on her bed, and went to sleep.
When Cordelia woke up, the sun had already went down. ‘Damn it!’ she thought to herself as she ran downstairs, grabbing her jacket on her way down. She ran outside, and jumped in her car.
Her keys weren’t in the ignition. She grabbed her purse, and searched through it’s contents. She turned to look in the backseat and screamed. Drusilla, the crazy vampire she had heard so much about, was sitting in the seat.
“Shh.” Drusilla whispered, putting her finger to her lips. “Mustn’t disturb anyone.” Drusilla said in a sing song voice.
“You are insane.” Cordelia shouted at her.
This only made Drusilla angry, and she opened the car door and got out. Cordelia locked the doors, and looked around, searching for the vampire. When she didn’t see her she turned back to the passengers seat, mumbling about ‘insanity in Sunnydale.’
Drusilla broke the window, and drug Cordelia half way out of her car, slitting her throat, and picking her up, she carried her home to daddy.
***
“She didn’t even put up a fight.” Drusilla whimpered unhappily to Spike. “Didn’t even scream.”
“It’s okay pet, you’ll hear screaming soon.” Spike consoled her.
“Mmm…Promise?” Drusilla purred.
“It’s time I think to pay a visit to dear Willow. Bring the girl with us.” Angelus said, glee filling his voice.
***
Willow took her fourth shower that day. She couldn’t get Oz off of her, couldn’t get her mother off. All of the death, and the lies she had told, they made her feel dirty. She looked out her bedroom window, and saw Spike, Drusilla, and Angelus, walking down the road towards her house. Drusilla was carrying something, another body it looked like.
Willow walked downstairs and opened her door, waiting for them. When they arrived, they walked up to her front porch, and Drusilla tilted her arms forward, showing Willow Cordelia’s face. Another of her friends dead.
Three bodies in less than a week. Drusilla sat the dead Cordelia down in a chair on Willow’s front porch.
“What do you want?” Willow asked, a phrase reminiscent of the night they had killed her mother.
“We want you Wil.” Angelus said plainly.
“And this is how you woo me. By killing my mother, my boyfriend, and my best friends girlfriend? Really not making me want to come with you.” Willow shot back. As she said ‘best friends girlfriend’ she realized how cold it sounded, and she ached inside for Cordelia’s death. But she couldn’t show them. They would only relish in it.
“But you do. You do want to come with us. We didn’t kill those people, you did. You killed them with your silence, and your spells. If you hadn’t of changed time, then I would be dead, and they would still be alive.”
“Angel, I want to help you. I’m trying to find another way to restore your soul.”
“He doesn’t want his dirty soul.” Drusilla said in her crazed way of talking.
“I’m so sorry Angel.” Willow said, tears beginning to well in her eyes, unbidden.
“Why?” Angelus asked sweetly. “Why are you sorry?
The way I see it, you did me a favor. And I always return favors. Why don’t you let me in?”
“Why? You’re just going to kill me.”
“I just want to talk to you Willow. Please, let me in. I promise you won’t hurt anymore.”
“Fine.” Willow finally said after a few minutes. She was too tired to care. Hopefully he would kill her, so she wouldn’t have to feel like this anymore. She hated herself right now, and she wanted to see and talk to Angel, now, more than ever. She needed him.
“Fine what?” Angel said, trying to get her to say those two words he needed to hear.
“Come in.” Willow said, turning around to walk to her living room.
“Big mistake.” Spike said, as Angelus walked in after the red head.
“Why don’t you come home with us? We live in the mansion on the edge of town.”
“Why not?” Willow says, completely giving up. Angelus was pleasantly surprised, and decided he would have to learn more about this girl.
She walked out of her house, not even remembering to shut her door, Spike did that for her.
***
Angelus and Spike had went out to get some ‘supplies’ to bring back to the mansion, and had left Willow with Drusilla.
“We’re all going to be a family.” Drusilla sang as she danced around Willow. “Isn’t it all so exciting?”
“What are you going to do to me?” Willow asked, now starting to wonder why she had agreed to come with them, why she had invited them into her home. Was she really that stupid? She liked to think not. So what had compelled her to come here? Self loathing? A brief moment of insanity? She didn’t know, and was sure, that soon it wouldn’t matter why she came.
“We are going to make you one of us.” Drusilla said laughing.
“What if I don’t want to be one of you?” Willow asked, now scared.
“Should have thought about that before you came with us then, shouldn’t you luv?” Spike said, walking through the door of the mansion, dragging an unconscious Xander.
Willow was used to seeing Xander unconscious, and a small laugh escaped her lips.
Spike looked at her, a smile on his face. “You’ll make a fine vampire.”
“Which one of you psychopaths is going to do it?” Willow asked wondering who her murderer would be.
“That would be all of us.” Angelus said entering the mansion.
“What?” Willow asked. Three vampires making one vampire. It was unheard of. “You know Buffy won’t let you do it.” she added as an afterthought.
“Well, you see, I don’t think we’ll have a problem with Buff, since she thinks you’re all gone to LA.” Angelus said laughing. “It would have been a great plan, really, but our Dru here, she knows it all.”
“We told her we would call in a few days to let her know how things were. She’ll get suspicious, she knows you killed my mother, and she’ll come down here after you, you know she will.” Willow ranted.
“Really? I find that hard to believe you see, because I thought that, that spell of yours changed her memories. She doesn’t know where I live… she won’t find you. She doesn’t care. I doubt she’ll even miss the call you were supposed to make.” Angelus sneers.
“You’re wrong.” Willow said, trying to convince herself more than Angelus.
“Am I?” Angelus asked, leaving the question hanging, as Xander began to come to.
“W-Willow?” Xander asked when he saw her. The vampires had moved out of his sight, so they could surprise him.
“Xander, do you know where you are?” Willow asked frantic.
“Uh…” Xander looked around him… “No.”
“We’re in Angelus’s mansion.” Willow said hurridly. “He kidnapped us both, and they are holding us here.”
“Who is ‘they?” Xander said, worried enough that Angelus was there.
“Drusilla and Spike.” Willow said depressed.
“Well let’s get out of here!” Xander said nervously. “I don’t see them anywhere, and why aren’t we tied up?”
“Because you’re not going anywhere.” Angelus says, he, Drusilla, and Spike coming into Xander’s line of sight.
“Buffy will-” Xander started before being cut off by Spike.
“Come and save you? Like bloody hell she will. She doesn’t know you are here.”
Xander started to remember when he had been attacked by Spike and Angelus. He tried desperately to remember what they had said. Something about a gift for their Willow. “A gift for Willow?” Xander thought out loud.
“That’s right, a gift for Red here.” Spike says.
“No…” Willow moans, anticipating what would happen next.
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