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Part Six
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Meanwhile, in the factory, Mulder, despite the fact that he was tied up, was happy.
"I can't believe that I've finally got proof for something like this! Thank you!"- he said aloud, and Angel and Spike turned around, again.
"Are you crazy, mate?"- Spike asked- "We're about to bloody torture you and kill you, and all you can talk about are government conspiracies and aliens!"
"No, he's bait, remember?"- Angel reminded him, looking at Mulder with a look that seemed to suggest Mulder was more worthless then a slug.
"So do you guys really drink blood?"
"Oh, god, will somebody bloody gag him?"- Spike yelled, and the three minions standing around did as he requested, and cut Mulder off in the middle of another question on sunlight.
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We drove to the factory in mostly silence, only broken by Giles' explanations of how a vampire can be killed, and Scully's skeptical questions. Once we got there, we took the vampires on watch quickly, two people per vampire, and of course, one slayer per two or three.
"Well, well, well. I must say I'm impressed, Buffy. You five come in here and kill half of my minions, and scare the other half so much, they run away."- Angelus said, standing in front of the still tied up and gagged Mulder.- "But you forgot one thing. I got your little paranoid friend here." -he placed his hands so that he could break Mulder's neck with the slightest movement. Spike and Drusilla were nowhere to be seen. Cowards. But I wasn't a coward. I could take Angelus! I could kill him, and save humanity, and... be miserable for the rest of my life. But that's what Angel would have wanted me to do.
"Coward! You chicken! You're too scared to take me yourself. I can't believe I used to date such a wuss!"- I mocked him, laughing. Good thing I knew him so well, because he reacted in the exact way I had expected him to. He attacked me, but I punched him first. He kicked me, but I punched him three times, and whipped out a stake.
"Deja vu, isn't that right, Buffy?"- he said. But he was wrong. I could kill him now. I was ready, now I... couldn't. I looked at him, and I thought about Angel, and I couldn't do it. He saw that, somehow sensed it, and kicked me. Then he ran away, leaving me lying on the floor of the factory. I just lay there, staring into space.
"Uh, Buffy?"- I heard Xander ask. I got up, and we wordlessly walked back to the van.
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