Buffy, the Slayer of Sunnydale...

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PG-13...One or two violent scenes...

Disclaimer: All BTVS characters remain the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

Summary: The Buffyized version of a certain Shakespeare play...

Basically...Spike's back...William-souled...

And Buffy and Spike seek to marry...Over mucho opposition...

Giles returning too late to stop them...Fearing tragedy, even with Will's soul restored...

While the Brooding One...Out of his submersible casket, more or less reconciled with
Connor...Hearing of the happy news even as he returns from LA with news of a pending Apocalypse,
courtesy Wolfram-Hart, Inc...Is not utterly delighted for his old friends...

Suggested theme (Romeo and Juliet)
***


Act four...
Scene one...( Roof of the downtown LA hotel where the gang is staying...Early morning...)

A tired but jubilant William stands on the roof, near the pool area...Watching his second sunrise in
122 years...Willow standing next him, unable to resist smiling at his boyish happy face...

And hesitant to interrupt his joyful reverie...But she did have something behind her request to join
him in his early morning stroll up here...

After he'd left his exhausted...(Wait, Will honey...I'll be right...Zzzz...) wife sleeping in their room...

Tired as he was as well...He just couldn't miss a second chance to see sunrise...

Just too fearful all of it might be nothing more than a happy dream, he'd explained to Willow when
he'd found her nervously pacing the hallway and invited her along...

"Look at it Willow..." he smiles...

Isn't it the most beautiful thing in the world next to my Buffy...? he shielded his eyes just a bit,
watching the clouds catching pink, red, and gold fire from the white-hot orb of the sun...

"This must be a dream..." he sighs, eyeing her...

It has to be...And pray God I never wake up...

"It's no dream, Walthrop..." Willow grins at him... "As you'll find out when the Council starts
making you work off whatever this little sojourn is costing them..."

And you start trying to make sense of Buffy and Dawn's finances back home...

For some reason that bit of normalcy hit him the hardest...He bursts into tears...

Willow in horrified shock...

Ummn...Will...Ummn...

Look, it's not that bad...Buf's just a leetle behind on some bills...

He waves a hand...Trying to regain control...

"Sorry...Just..." he pauses...

Too much too fast he notes...

I'm afraid my human self always was the emotional type...he smiles...

"After all these years..." he sighs...

"I never thought anything so beautiful could still come to me...That I really could find Cicely
again..."

That she'd still love me...In spite of everything I...

"Spike..." Willow replies sharply...

What Spike did, Will...

And what he did...Anyone's demon would do...Even my poor Tara's...As we now know...

"Let go of the past, William...You can't change it...At least not for now..." she grins...

Though I understand Angel's Fred has done some theoretical work....And there was an interesting
article recently in Discover...

If we could get our hands on a black hole...Or maybe that bastard Mears' old time warping device...

He smiles at her...Red...

He pulls out a scarf-handkerchief from his pocket and wipes his face a bit...

Hmmn...he frowns at it...

"Buffy will kill me if she learns I used this like this..." he notes to Willow...

"Beautiful scarf..." Willow nods, eyeing it...

"Do you know what it is...?" he looks at her...

Travers got it for her...From England...And she gave it to me last night...After somehow managing to
stitch her name on it in the restaurant bathroom...

"It's very old...Isn't it?..." Willow gasps as she looks at one corner...

Where two names, one neatly embroidered, the other hastily and messily stitched in, can be read...

Cicely Addams Walthrop...Buffy Summers-Walthrop...

"It was Cicely's..." she looks at him...

William nods...

Some bastard on the Council of her time...Assigned to follow her, by the same Watcher who
arranged my little Drusilla accident, no doubt...Took what loose items he could bribe the hospital
workers at the London hospital where she died to give him...He turned what he got over to the
Council...

"Guess they were afraid she'd left an incriminating diary or something..." he stares out over the
rooftop, grimly...

Couldn't let the good name of the CoW be besmirched...

"But I suppose I should be grateful to the little skunk for robbing my poor wife's corpse...And the
Council for locking all of the stuff they had on her away..." he looks back at her, with a wan smile...

"It's beautiful, Will..." now it was Willow's turn to tear up a bit...

Even Buffy's lousy needlework...she chuckles at him through her tears...

And now I've gone and ruined it...I was supposed to be careful with it...he sighs...

"It's just a little...Water....And some oil and dirt from your hands...Old things like that mess up
easy..." Willow looks at the scarf...

Here, let me take it...I know where I can get it cleaned for you...

"Thanks..."he nods...Handing it over...

But do not lose it...The Missus would kill us both...

"Guard it with my life..." she nods...

Now...Will...I...Ummn...

"Didn't get up at dawn to come here solely for the pleasure of my company..." he grins at her...

I get it, Red...he nods...

"You want me to speak to Buffy...About last night..."

Well...

"Hell, Willow...I've already started...You were doing it for me as much as Tara..."

But...he sighs...Buffy...Cicely...Is a strong-minded woman on this one...

"She's genuinely afraid for you, dear heart..."

Plus...he eyes her sheepishly...I couldn't quite bring myself to tell her everything...About our little
surprise gift...

"Don't..." Willow hastily noted...

We mustn't get her hopes up too quick...

And I had promised not to try it myself...It was stupid of me...

"But I was just so..." she looks away...

"God, Will...I'm so fucked up..."

She bursts into tears...He puts an arm around her...

Red...My poor girl...

"I love them both, Will...I don't want to hurt him...But when I saw the chance to get Tara back..."

Not that Giles and I have...she hastily interjected...I mean...There's been nothing...Said between us...

"Oh..." Will grins sardonically at her... "I wouldn't say that, Willow...After all...With us Brits all it
takes is a little squeeze of the hand...An affectionate glance...A little expressed concern or
confidence...And you are committed for life..."

Cicely and I took one boat ride one Sunday...Engaged by the time we came back...

And here we are a century later...

"So...I'm a faithless female cad...?" Willow smiles up at him through her tears...

Totally fickle...Will nods...

But I think Rupert will make allowances...

"Though, Red..." he eyes her... "You will have to make up your mind someday...We Brits are
tolerant and patient fellows but someday...Years from now...Rupert will want to know if you'd
consider...Not that he'd demand...But for the kiddies' sake...Formalizing things..."

Having Tara around could make it difficult...

Yeah...Willow sighs...I guess...

"Kiddies?..." she looks at him, blinking...

***

Act four...
Scene two...(Buffy and Will's hotel bedroom...About an hour after dawn...)

Buffy sleeping in the bed, arms akimbo, awakes with a start...Feeling for her hubby...

"William...?" she looks, blinking back the sleep in her eyes...

No William...Slayer senses kick in immediately...

"William...?" she scans the bed, the room...

Open curtains...Holy...!...she rips the bedcovers...

No empty pjs...No ashes...Phew!...

"Marry a vampire...Even human-souled...Expect stress and the need for heart medication..." she
notes wryly to herself...

Gone out, obviously...Probably to see the dawn...Pray God with the good sense to have reread Giles'
protective spell...

Hopefully with the intent of bringing back some coffee and muffins as well...

Nice of him to let me sleep...Though he might have given me the option of seeing dawn no. 2 with
him...

Unless he did and I passed right back out on him...

Well...Maybe I can still catch him...Roof probably...
Hmmn...she rises and eyes herself in the large mirror in their open closet...Not bad...For hastily
ordered nightgown...

Hmmn...Roof...And it's still only 7am...The roof might be...Vacant...

Rooftop romance...What a neat surprise...And with just that bit of danger zest the Slayer and her
resouled hubby like...

Robe...Slippers...Whoa, brush those teeth, Summers...

Flower in the hair?...Oh, yeah...she grins and grabs one from the bouquet set up courtesy Giles
before their return from the restaurant the previous evening...

Wait...A leetle Cicely decorum...That proper touch of Victorian dignity...she eyes herself once last
time...

Yep...All the decorum I...Cicely...used....That Sunday in 1880...When I took him to cousin Henry's
cottage and gave him the screwing of his life...

Always intending to ask him to marry me, of course...

God, memory's a wonderful thing...

And marriage a wonderful, wonderful institution...
***

Act four...
Scene three...(Hallway of the gang's hotel floor...Early morning...)

Buffy in nightgown, a single pink carnation in her hair, moves towards the stairway to the roof...

Angel emerges from the hotel elevator...Bearing coffee and muffins...

Couldn't resist the chance for an early morning stroll, he smiles at a beaming Buffy...

And the chance to see Willow and your new hubby headed for the roof together...he thinks...Having
suggested Willow try to catch the sure to be dawn-bound William the previous evening...

"Heading for the roof?..." he smiles at her...

She nods...Will's up there already, I think...

Ummn...she looks down at her nightgown...

"Newlyweds' privilege..." Angel grins...And not a word will be gotten out of me...he puts a finger to
his lips...

"But let me walk you up...If you don't mind my taking one quick look myself..."

Buffy stares...

"At the morning view, Summers..." he wags a finger...

We're a couple of respectable married types here, you know...

Very ordinary and dull types...Despite our obsession with the dead and the mystical...

***

Act four...
Scene four...(The hotel rooftop...Early morning...)

Buffy and Angel emerge from the stairway to the roof...To find Willow standing by William...

"Buffy..." Will calls...

She blinks at them...Will?...Willow?...

Angel smiles quietly...Nodding to Willow...

Such a nice couple they make...

"You didn't wake me..." Buffy eyes Will as she comes over to him...

"Thought you'd want to sleep in a bit after last night, dear heart..." he smiles at her...Putting an arm
around her shoulders...

Willow...she nods at her...A bit coolly...

"Thanks for giving William some company..."

"Buffy...I hope you know I'm sorry...About last night..." Willow begins...

Buffy waves a hand...Later, Wil...

Right...Willow looks down...

"Buffy..." William eyes her...

"It's ok...I'll be going...See ya later, guys...Angel..." Willow smiles at them a bit sadly and heads for
the stairway...

Buffy watching her...

"Buffy..." Will sighs...As Willow descends, closing the door behind her...

Yeah...?...she looks at him...

"Was that really necessary?..."

"Willow nearly killed us all...And I mean all...Everyone...And lost her soul to that sort of thing..."
Buffy pauses, anger in her voice...

"I'm not about to go easy on her over something like that...She's my best friend, Will..."

"Willow's told me her version of last night...I think you may have misunderstood what she was
trying to accomplish..." he tries...

Really...? Buffy glares at him slightly...

"And what besides trying some nice new powerful W-H spell was she "trying to accomplish"...?"

She didn't realize it was such a powerful spell...And halted it as soon as she did...

She just thought it might be important...

"Fine..." Buffy stares away at the buildings around the hotel...

"But I don't want to talk about it just now...Ok?..."

She stalks off a bit...As angry at herself as at them...Great way to begin my romantic morning tryst...

And so foolish...To think...Even for a moment...That there was something...Odd...About them being
together up here...

Wil just wants William to speak for her...Anyone could see that...

Nothing...Else...

Ok...Perhaps there is a little Cicely screaming inside...After a century of waiting, no sharing to be
allowed...

No more sharing...A little image of Dru flickering through...

Dru...And how many others...?

Damn...Spike's girls, all dead...Buried...And to be forgotten...

Irritated guilt causing her anger and annoyance to mount a bit...

Will looks at Angel...
"I should've waited a mo...But poor Red was so upset...Angel...Can you cool her off a little?..."

Talk to her, old pal?...Angel thinks, nodding...

With the greatest of pleasure...

"Lemme see what I can do..." he heads over...

***

"I'm acting like a silly fool, right?" Buffy eyes Angel as he walks with her...Will waiting by the
roof edge, looking out over the new dawn...

Just gimme a min to cool down...I was just mad when I saw Wil up here, trying to get him to speak
for her to me...

"You know me..." she smiles at him...

Oh, yeah...I know you...Bitch...Angel thinks, smiling back...

You don't begin to know how well I know you...

Even you, Cicely...

"Well...It's only normal for you to be concerned Buffy...I can't say I was too crazy about finding her
up here with him..."

But I guess it's as you say...She just wanted to speak to him to get to you...

Buffy eyes him...Will finally coming up after them...

The flower has fallen from her hair...
***

"You dropped this, sweet..." Will reaches them and hands her the flower she'd had in her hair...

Yeah...she eyes it and takes it...

"It's ruined now..." she looks at it and tosses it away...

"Sorry I lost my temper, Will..."

"It's Willow who needs that now, dear heart..." he takes her hand...

She bridles a little...Angel drops back from them...

"Lets leave the subject of Willow for now..."
I came up here to be with you...she eyes him a little coolly...

Not to hear Wil's petition for forgiveness...

She might've waited a little bit...

"Well...Say you'll speak to her...And the subject is closed..." Will smiles at her...

Yeah...Later...she waves a hand...

"Later?...Like when?..."

"Like anytime I damned well please..." she snaps, eyeing him...but pulls back, a little...

"Sorry, honey..." she pauses, taking a hand... "Look...I'll talk it out with her later..."

Ok?...

"I'd better be getting back to Cordy and Connor..." Angel calls...Having moved towards the roof
stairway...

Best to leave our lovebirds alone for a mo...he smiles to himself, opening the door as he waves
back...

The first drops are stirred in...Time to let them take effect...

Poor Buffy...poor Cicely...he looks over at her one last time...

You'll never sleep again as well as you did last night...

***


Act four...
Scene five... (Willow's hotel room...Morning...)

Willow is seated near her computer desk...Eyeing a stricken Will...Pacing the room...

"So she just left...? Without telling you where she was going?" she asks him...

"Mumbled something about having to get dressed and left..." he sighs...

I thought she was getting over her little bit...Things seemed ok...Very ok...Will grinned a
moment...Then I asked her again to take it easy on you when she saw you later and...

Kaboom...thinks Willow...

"She was gone from our room by the time I got the roof door open...After she'd slammed it so tight I
thought I'd have to climb down the building..."

Willow shakes her head sadly...

"God, Will...I'm so sorry...It's my fault...I had no right coming to you like that..."

She's doesn't have to take it out on you, though...she notes...

No, Red...he waves his hands...Just my bad sense of timing coming back to haunt to me...

"Maybe we should just tell her what we're up to...? About the resurrection ceremony...?" she pauses,
looking at him...

"In her present state, I think she'd just be more furious..." he looks out the window...

Oops...Slight tingling on the skin...

"I think I'd best get back to my room and close the blinds..." he notes...

Spell's starting to conk and I don't have the manuscript with me...

"I'll try to speak to Buffy when I can find her..." Willow tells him...

He nods...And smiles wanly...

"Cicely always had a hot temper...You should've have seen her in her moments...Once I got her so
furious...The first time we were alone together...She nearly sent me across her back garden..."

I was human then and lucky not to get my neck broke...he grinned at the memory...

"Guess I was lucky not to get it broke this time as well..."

Geesh...Willow shakes her head...A side of the Slayer I hadn't seen before...Raging Cicely...

Of course there was that jerk...Parker...And that time Buffy caught Riley with the vamp...

And she always had it in for Darla...And Giles did tell me she was in a rage over demonic Dru the
other night...

Hell...I'm one to talk, after my little escapade, I guess...And she's mainly mad at me...

Still...God...She couldn't be...

Of me?...And Will?...

Ridiculous...
She eyes Will as he waves and heads out the door...He is looking pretty good with that natural hair
and all...

"Bye..." she waves back...

'Course...If Will was available...Hypothetically...And Giles utterly rejects the idea of us...er if he
rejected...Hypothetically...

And Tara-Dru couldn't be helped...

God, I am a fickle little...

And I guess it is "Bi, now..."

Still, Buffy...Or Cicely...Is being ridiculous if she really thinks...

Nah...She's just mad at me and my magics slip...Good ole Buf concerned for good ole recovered
maniac Willow...

Anything else...Even given Cicely...Is just...

Ridiculous...
***

Act four...
Scene six...(Amelia Walthrop-Hunt's hotel room...Morning...)

Well...Amelia sighs...

A nervous Buffy having "causally" stopped by the Watcher's and new in-law's room for a little
chat...

After leaving Will stuck on the roof, racing down to their room to dress, and zipping over to Ms.
Walthrop-Hunt's room, minus shoes...

My "uncle" has got quite a reputation...

"But...Facts are rather difficult to come by..." Amelia notes...

Buffy having equally "causally" requested any info Amelia might have on Spike's career from
1880-1999...

Just curious...And anxious to make the transition easier for her dear hubby...Have a line on potential
enemies...Embittered relatives of Spike's victims, old undead friends who might drop by, old bimbos
he might have shacked up with during some absence from Dru...By the way...?

Had the Council any info on what poor ole Harmony was up to these days?...The Slayer really felt
for her old classmate...

Would really like to bring her...Peace...

Just as with poor dear Drusilla...

Poor girl...Amelia eyes the famed Slayer...In two lifetimes the Greatest Slayer even known...

So many burdens...And so anxious to help poor "uncle" Will...

"I'm sure you and he will find a way to deal with the past, Buffy..." she nods at her...

Yeah...Sure...Buffy nods in turn...

But...If you had anything...Specific?...About Will's...er Spike's she corrects...

Past doin's...

Maybe some more sealed Council records?...After all, they'd had good reason to keep an eye on his
career...Fearing he might one day meet up with a restored Cicely...And the two of them might take
offense at past Council ruthlessness in their joint case...

"Well...I could speak to the Chairman...You and William do deserve the chance to be forewarned of
any dangers..." she hesitates...

Great...Buffy nods solemnly...Gotta have that forewarning...

And of course gotta know if any old ex-mates might drop by, seeking to re-establish a relationship...

For defensive purposes...she explains...

Yes...Amelia eyes her...Questioningly...

"Buffy?...There's nothing...Wrong...Between you and my "uncle"?..."

Wrong?...

Why would there be anything...Wrong?...

"I just would've thought..."Uncle" Will would have come with you to ask about this sort of
thing...His past and all..." Amelia replies...

"I wouldn't want to upset him with this...Let him think he might have put me and Dawnie in danger
and all..." Buffy looks innocently at her in-law...

I see...Amelia frowns...

"Of course..." Buffy pauses... "We did marry kinda hastily..."

But...The past is the past...I only want to be ready in case we have to defend ourselves...she quickly
resumes...

I see...Amelia stares at her...

Just what standards is she holding my poor "uncle" to anyway?...Hell, she abandoned him for a
century and now she wants a strict accounting of all his liaisons?...His vampire demon's liaisons I
should note...

Well... "Aunt" Cicely is probably behind this...she sighs to herself...Victorian prude...God, I only
hope Will found a little happiness in all that horrible time...

Still...She looks at the Slayer's nervous, slightly pleading face...She has been through a hideous time
herself...And her wanting to protect him probably is part of the reason for this...

And any info I can get...Excluding the little Spike relationship with psychotic Dru...Is sure to
confirm "uncle"'s steadfastness...

"I'll see if I can get you some information..." she smiles at Buffy...
***
Act four...
Scene seven...(Lower floor main corridor of the hotel...Later that morning...)

Buffy is walking the corridor with Angel...He having come down with her at her request after she
knocked at his room door...Begging Cordy to spare him for a mo for a little private strategy
conference...

Angel in a rather good mood...Cordelia having just provided him with a vital bit of news...

A rather anxious Willow had stopped by to ask if she knew the best place in town to get an old
scarf...Looking remarkably like the one Buffy had presented to Will the previous
evening...Cleaned...

Poor Willow hoping to make some amends by helping Will out, Angel had thought...But in
fact...Giving him just the thing he needed to crystallize Buffy's...Or Cicely's...rising doubts...

Buffy's brief attempts to discuss operations against Drusilla are easily brought to a close by him..

"Buffy?...Are you upset about something?..." he asks, staring at her as they both stop for a
moment...

What?...she looks at him...

"Is there...? Some problem between you and...?" he eyes her...

Forget it...he shakes his head...It's best to leave things as they are...

She stares at him...

"Anyway...I think if we had a watch on Drum St, after ten pm..." he begins, returning to Dru's fate...

"Why do you think there's a problem between William and me...?"

"I was just...Surprised you didn't bring him along..." Angel notes...Looking down the corridor...

But after this morning on the roof...Well...I guess you and he have some things to settle between
you...

Buffy rubs and clasps her hands nervously...

"I don't know what you're talking about..." she finally replies...

Of course...he eyes her...I shouldn't have brought it up...

"It's just...When I saw Willow at our door with that scarf..." he pauses... "And Cordy told me that
Willow had admitted it was your scarf...On top of everything else..."

She blinks at him...My scarf...?

"You mean the one I gave Will last night...?"

The one thing I had left...From 1880?...

"From what I saw...And the way Cordy described it, yes..." he looks solemnly at her...

"He'd never..." she whispers...Ignoring her companion...

Not to her...Not to someone else...

"Never..." she eyes Angel...Seeing him watching her...

"Angelis?..." Buffy eyes him coolly...Stake at the ready...

Angel regards her...

"Is that what you think, Buffy?...You'd rather believe that I'm Angelis again than that Spike...er
William could betray you?...Well, I can understand that..."

You can have Giles check me out...Or, do it yourself...The spell's quite easy...You just saw it
used on William the other night...

She stares at him...
"If it gives you peace of mind, forget the spell...Believe I'm Angelis, trying to deceive you..." he
solemnly eyes her...

Stake me now, here...If it eases your mind...

She looks down at the stake...

And shakes her head...

"No...I know you're not Angelis...I'd know, somehow if you were..."

But listen Angel...her grip on the stake tightening visibly...

"If this is a trick...If you're just trying to separate me and Will...If you're not absolutely sure of
what you saw..."

So...Kill the messenger, eh?...he eyes her coolly...

"I've already told you to go ahead and kill me...If it will ease your mind..."

Could it be true?...she asks aloud...How could it be true?...

He loves me...I know he does...

"Well...Buffy...This is the twenty-first century..." Angel smiles thinly...

And morals have changed since your day, Cicely...

"He probably just figures...You wouldn't mind..."

Unless...Maybe it's just to get back at you for me...And Riley...And that fool Parker...he notes...

"I didn't know him then!...Who he was!..." Buffy screams at him...

I was searching for him...In all of you...she sobs...

"Well..." Angel smiles...

Maybe he's just looking for you in Willow...

She swings the stake up again...

"Get me proof, Angel...Or I will believe it's Angelis in there..." she eyes him coldly...

Proof...she insists, glaring...

"Why do you want to hurt yourself like this, Buffy?..." Angel sighs...
Accept the situation and make the best of it...We all have to...

"It couldn't be Will...Only Spike could hurt me like that..." she glares at him...

Only Spike...she repeats...Fiercely...

"Well...That's for you to decide, Buffy..." Angel notes solemnly...

But...As to...Proof...

Just ask him for the scarf back...Say you want to put it away for safe?keeping...

But do it quickly...Before she can get wind of what's up and get it back to him...

"You're wrong, Angel...And Cordy's wrong...A mistake..." she looks at the wall...

It can't be my scarf...Not the one I gave him...

"I hope you're right, Buffy..." Angel nods... "I'd like nothing so much as to be proven wrong
here..."

***


Act four...
Scene eight...( In the main corridor by the elevator of the gang's floor at their hotel...Mid-day...)

Buffy and Angel emerge from the elevator to find Giles and Wesley in front of them, conferring
together while waiting for it...

The success of the other night plus Willow's vision of poor Tara-Dru having inspired an all-out
effort by the combined Sunnydale-LA forces to capture Drusilla the gang is to meet along with
Chairman Travers and Ms. Walthrop-Hunt in the hotel conference room...

"Are you two coming down now?..." Giles stares at Buffy...Who seems somewhat unlike a new
bride this morning...

Hafta get Will...Buffy mutters tersely...And heads over to their room...Knocking briefly, she enters...

Willow emerges from her room...Looking nervously at Giles and Wesley...

"Are you feeling better this morning, my dear?..." Giles asks her kindly...A trace of anxiety in his
voice...

Mucho better...she nods...

Hey...she smiles at Angel...
"Where's our newlyweds...?" she looks about...

Buffy's fetching Will now...Wesley replies...Looking at her carefully...

Geesh...Willow sighs to herself...Is it gonna be like this from now on?...

Everyone staring and waiting for me to crack up...Again...

Preparing to wash their hands of me...

Giles takes her hand...Looking her firmly in the eyes...

"Yes...I'd say you're much better, dear..." And kisses her gently on the cheek...

I love you...she whispers in his ear as he does...Reddening immediately...

Holy!...Three months in England alone with him and I didn't say a word...Two days back home
and...

"Excuse us...Just a moment..." Giles smiles at Wes and Angel...Taking her by the arm down the
hallway...

Both eyeing poor Willow, headed for the woodshed, with sympathy...

"Giles..." she murmurs as they move off down the hallway...Out of easy earshot...

"Ummn...I hope you understand...I..." she breaks off lamely...As they turn the corner...Out of sight
as well now...

"So...You don't love me?..." he eyes her...

"Yes!...No!...I..."

"I love you too, Willow..." he smiles...Squeezing her right hand in his left gently...

And I can give you all the time you need to think things through...

"You do understand, I hope...?" he grins...

"I'm not being too reserved for you?"

Oh...God...And I thought I was a loser...Willow stares at him...Jaw slightly dropped...

Loved by Tara Maclauy/human Drusilla and Rupert Giles...Not to mention, dear God bless him, my
poor Danny Oz...

"But lets take this very slowly, Dear..." he pats her hand gently...
Dear...Not my dear, Willow thinks happily...

Not my dear foolish sweet little Willow...

"Oh, Rupert..." she sighs... "But..."

"Very...Slowly...Willow..." Brushing her hair back, he kisses her...On the lips...

Very slowly...

***
Buffy and Will enter the hallway...Will looking a bit happier...

At least she's come back at last...And is talking to me...his expression says...

They reach Angel and Wes by the elevator...Connor and Cordy now emerging from their room down
the hall...

"Where's Willow...?" Buffy eyes the group...A little nervous...

Giles is giving her a lecture down the hall, I think...Wesley notes...

Oh...

"Say, Will...Give me that scarf, would you?...I'd like to tie up my hair with it..." she glances at
William...

Oops...

Scarf?...he asks pleasantly...

One mo...He dashes back to the room...

"Such an attentive fellow..." Angel smiles at Cordy as she comes up to them with Connor...

Will re-emerges...Something in hand...

Buffy eyes Angel triumphantly...

Then sees...

"This isn't the one..." she says curtly...Tossing the scarf, one of several from her closet back to him...

"I want the one I gave you last night, William..."

Ah...?

"You lost it...?!" she snaps at him...

The one thing I had from my past life...That I trusted you with...You lost?!...she flares up...

"Well...Buffy..."

"Is that the one Willow had?..." Cordy asks...

She wanted to get it cleaned...

"Yes..." Will sighs...

It was a bit dirty...My fault, dearest...he hastily notes...

I asked Willow to help me get it cleaned....

Right...Buffy eyes him coldly...And with a strong trace of a British accent that causes Wes to stare...

"I'm sure it'll be fine..." he begins...

Throw it in the garbage for all I care...she turns away from him furiously...Trembling with rage, the
others realize as Will does...

Must be quite a scarf...Connor hisses to his stepmom...

Wes stares at Angel who shrugs slightly...

Newlyweds...his pleasantly bland expression says...

Whatcha gonna do?...

"Buffy...I'm sorry...But..." Will eyes her desperately...

Sure...she gets control of herself...I understand...

It's...Fine...

Just....

Fine...she mutters...Staring down the corridor...

"Look...Sweetheart...I'm sorry..." Will begins again...

"I'll ask Willow to get it right now..."

"Don't bother!..." she whirls to face him...Rage on her face again...

Buffy...?

"I said...Forget about it!!!...Damn you!!!..."she slaps him, hard...

He stumbles...

She struggles for control...Calming a bit as the others watch...Shocked...

Sighing deeply...Sorry, fellas...

She looks at him...Coolly...

Sorry, William...

"I'm a little tired...On edge...Sorry..."

She stalks off down the hall...

The others staring at her...The expression of concern on Angel's face matching those of his friends...

Will looks after her...

"Cicely!..." he calls...Hurrying up to her...

Listen to me...he hisses to her, grabbing at her arm...You've no right to treat either Willow or me like
this...

She stares at him...

"...Willow or me..." The only words she really hears...

"Let me be, William..." she pulls away...

Fine...he throws up his hands...

"Lets go..." he tells the others angrily as he returns to them...Staring after her...

"Cicely needs to throw her fit...Best to let her have her space..."

Absolutely...Angel grins within...A solemn expression of concern on his face...

She's just a wee bit upset...No need to assume she's near to a killing rage...

A few moments alone to brood on the matter...And she'll be just fine...

From my pov...he notes to himself...

"Should I stay?..." Cordy eyes him...

Nah...Will knows Buffy and her moods best...Angel smiles at her...

A sheepish Willow and a surprisingly equally so Giles appear from the other end corner of the
corridor...

"Where's...?" Willow looks at a rather angry-looking William...

Having her little Slayer rant...he points towards the opposite end of the corridor...

"She'll join us when she's cooled down..." he notes...

"Why don't you talk to her, honey?..." Cordy turns to her Angel...Who naturally hesitates to
interfere...

But, for his friends' sake...?

Anything...

***
Angel catches up with her...After the others have gone down...

She glances at him and continues silently pacing...

A scarf...

The scarf I gave him...Cicely's...Mine...Now...

Willow's scarf...

"I couldn't believe it myself, Buffy..." Angel notes solemnly...

But there it is...he looks at her...You see it's the truth...

"I suppose...It may not have meant...Anything..." Angel eyes her...

He gave it to Willow...Buffy trembles...

It's true then...It must be true...He'd never give...Our scarf...The one thing he has from Cicely...Away
unless...

Unless it...And we...don't mean a thing to him...

Or Willow means more...

A couple of tears shake loose...But a terrible hardness comes over her...
Willow...Drusilla's human soul's lover...

He went to her back then...Before he recognized me...To make her his...

She always opposed destroying him...Always going on about that night in her dorm when he was so
oddly kind and menacing by turns...So human...

They slipped off together at W-H...They were together on the roof at dawn...He's been defending her
since I found her at the magics again...

It's true...

But William stayed for me...The whole horrible, lonely century...Searching, bound within Spike...

He wouldn't...He couldn't...Betray me...

I mean betray in terms of my restored Cicely, nineteenth century Victorian bride, of course...

My Buffy side after all has been running around a bit these past few years...Though she wasn't
aware of the truth until just a few nights ago...Only glimpsing it dimly in our encounters with
William the Bloody...

It can't be my William...But...

***
"It's got to be Spike..." she murmurs...Looking fiercely at Angel...

Spike is trying to break out...The fiend has somehow been released...

And Willow has sold herself again to the dark...

Yes, she nods...Letting herself be used to free Spike...As Drusilla did...Worse than Drusilla...

Willow had the ability to make a choice...And knew me...

Hmmn...Well if that's the rationalization she wants to make...Angel thinks...

"I failed him in 1880... I won't permit that fiend to come back again...Steal my husband's body
again..." she eyes Angel coldly...Throwing her head back and looking down her nose at him...

And speaking with a definite trace of an English accent...

"I'll never let Drusilla...er Willow...Have him.."

"And I won't let Willow give herself up to the dark powers..."

Ever...Again...
So...That's Cicely...Angel notes to himself, staring at her...

"No matter what that requires..." she kneels...Crossing herself...

Even to jeopardizing my own soul...

"It's time I helped to free William's soul...And took my vengeance on Spike...And his unholy
whore..." she says harshly...Looking up at Angel...

"Oh, God...Give your loving servant Cicely the strength to do whatever is required to destroy the
monster in my husband's body..." she prays frantically... "And save my friend's soul..."

Ah...Angel thinks contentedly...A nice dollop of Victorian moral/religious fanaticism...Exactly what
we need here...Thanks for coming to the rescue my dear Miss Addams...

And God bless Queen Victoria...

***

"Wait, Buffy..."

She stares at him...Buffy?...Who...?

er...Cicely...he corrects...

"Don't rise yet..." Angel eyes her...

And kneels beside her...

"God...Fates...or Powers That Be...Know that I, Angel, pledge my soul to my beloved wronged
friend's...the Slayer's...Cause...Damnation or no be the end..." he bows his head...

And will do whatever she asks of me in that Cause...he eyes her...

"Now...You are my Watcher..." Buffy looks at him...

"I am yours...Forever..." Angel smiles gently back...

***
Act five...
Scene one...(Lobby of the downtown LA hotel the AI-Sunnydale gang is staying at, late afternoon...)

A grimly calm Buffy is waiting in the lobby...To greet three new guests from Sunnydale...

It being Friday, Dawn has finally been allowed to come down with Xander and Anya to join in the
LA festivities...

A rather cool apology made by her to William before the meeting on Drusilla earlier that afternoon,
he is waiting in their suite...Daylight spell time for this day exhausted...

Angel, still retaining some daylight minutes, waits with her...

Offering sensible reassurance...Cicely having taken the bait and run with it... She is quite well fired
up now, no need for him to risk blowing things by pushing her any further he knows...

In fact, best to take the neutral, objective friend's stance now...Urging restraint and caution...

As a true friend ought...

***
"We mustn't make a mountain out of a molehill, Cicely..." Angel notes...

Everything that's happened...May have a perfectly reasonable expl...

"Are you going to help me...Or no?!..." she hisses to him fiercely...

Make up your mind now...she glares at him...

"You know I'll do whatever you ask...Buffy..." he eyes her...

But...You mustn't act rashly...

"You wanted proof...And one scarf in Willow's possession...May not..."

She rears on him...

"You saw him try to lie his way out of it!...He tried to palm that other one off on me!...And that
phony "cleaning" story!...&*%&#!!...Bullcrap!!!..." she rages in his face...

Spike is loose again!...And Cicely is going to deal with him...At last...

"Once...And for all..." she grimly notes, calming slightly...

Now...Either you are going to deal with Willow for me...Or you're not...

My God is she hooked...he thinks rather contentedly...Maintaining his anguished slightly brooding
look...The look of a devoted friend, torn...

"If I could just see something...More...To be sure..." he shakes his head...

All right...she looks away...calming a bit...

We'd need more time anyway...

We'll give them a chance to get together...And see what they do...

And then I'll decide what to do...

"But...If I decide to take action...God help you, Angel if you try to stop me..." she stares at him...

Stop you?...he almost chortles in her red and angry face...Cicely, you silly little...

"Buffy...If we see that which confirms what we've already seen...And you decide to take action...I
will keep my pledge, I swear to you..." he notes solemnly...

Whatever the consequences...

"Hey!!!..." Dawn's chirpy voice is heard from the hotel door...

She stares at Angel and Buffy...Clearly in intense discussion about some crucial matter...

"Is anything...?"

Xander and Anya follow...Xander looking a bit sheepish after his rage against Will of a few nights
ago...

"Everything's great, Dawn...The hellgods are back in Hell...Everything's fine..." Buffy smiles
brittlely at her sis...Rising with Angel for a hug...

Hey, Xander...Anya...she nods...

"Angel?!..." Dawn gasps...Looking at the light streaming through the lobby doors and windows...

He puts up a hand...Nothing to worry about...

A spell from Wolfram-Hart...Little wedding gift from Giles...he notes, smiling at her...

Will's has been a bit used up for today...Or he'd of come...he explains...

"That's so great!..." Anya grins, hugging him...

Buffy...You and Will must be so pleased...

Yeah...she nods...Stiffly...

So pleased...

Just wonderful...

Anya glances at Xander...Hmmn...

"Lets get you guys up to your rooms...Giles and the others are still in conference about Drusilla and
things..." Buffy hastily moves on... "We'll all get together for dinner in a little bit..."

"Is Will...?" Dawn looks at her...

Upstairs...In our room...Buffy replies...

Something in her voice making Dawn stare...

"Come on..." she grabs at Dawn's bags...

Your bro-in-law wants to see you, I'm sure...she manages a faint smile...

***
Act five...
Scene two...(Conference room of the hotel...Late afternoon...)

Willow, Amelia, Cordy are speaking together as the tail-end of the discussion of the events of the
past few days concludes...Chairman Travers having consented to Ms. Walthrop-Hunt's staying in
LA to coordinate any help the Council can offer in the hunt for Drusilla...The operation against
Joseph's hellgods and the data retrieved from Wolfram-Hart, Inc, briefly reviewed...And a schedule
for William's Watcher training in England set...

While Wesley, Giles, and Chairman Travers finalize plans for the shipment of purloined W-H
materials to England for intensive study by the Council...The AI staffers having removed a
considerable stash from the Occult Research vaults in the last hour of the operation...

With permission from William, quietly given before he headed back up to his and Buffy's room, Willow is letting Amelia and Cordy in on her little secret...Only Giles as yet otherwise in the know...

"You really think this spell will work?..." Amelia eyes her...

Cordy rather speechless...Her Angel restored to Humanity...If all goes well...

"It worked for Darla...Even without an intact vampire body as an anchor..." Willow notes...

We won't have the assist of the senior partners in Hell of course...And we have to expect
Spike...And Angelis, she nods at Cordy...And Dru...To do all they can to seize the restored human
body themselves...

But...If we can hold the demon essence off...The spell to restore the body is actually not very
different from what I used with Buffy...

And with the souls already in place...At least for Will and Angel...The odds are slightly in their
favor...Though it is a gamble...

Giles comes over...Having sent Wes with the Chairman to AI to supervise the immediate packaging
and shipment of the more important materials...

"Giles...?" Cordelia stares at him...

You really think this will work?...

"I hope so, Cordelia..." he pats her shoulder...

But I do agree with Willow that we mustn't raise our hopes too high before we learn more...

"Although..." he regards Willow sternly...

"I also hope Willow will avoid any more attempts to test parts of the spell on her own...Generous as
her intentions were..."

She sighs, nodding...

"Is Buffy still upset...?" Cordy eyes her...

She seemed a little...Out of sorts at the meeting...

Barely even spoke to Will...Let alone you...

"She saw me at my worst with the magics back in Sunnydale..." Willow looks down...

Hard thing to forget, I know...

"I wish she wouldn't take it out on Will, though..." she looks at Giles...

Well...he smiles at her...

"If things work out as well as I believe they will with the spell...And with all of us working together
we should be able to test it out throughly soon...Buffy will make allowances, I'm sure..."

"When can we start?..." Cordy asks, anxiously...

No time like the present...If you three are game for it...Giles notes...

Amelia?...he asks...Turning to her...

"I realize you may feel we should consult with Chairman Travers first...But given the situation as
far as poor Tara's soul is concerned..." he eyes Willow kindly "...And Will's wish to keep things
secret until we're sure..."

"Absolutely..." she nods...

Why don't we go to Willow's room then...? And see what can be done with our little present from
Wolfram-Hart...he smiles at them...

As they head for the small elevator...Willow pulls him aside...Waving the others on...We'll be right
up...The door closes...

"Giles...?"

"As much time as you need to work things out, Willow...I meant that..." he kisses her gently...She
embraces him...

Thank you, Rupert...Whatever happens...she pauses...

"There is a part of me for you...And always will be..."

He nods as they separate and look at each other...Both smiling...

"That's all I ask, dear..."

"Rupert?...What about Buffy and Will?...She seems so..."

I know...he sighs...There's obviously something wrong going on between them...

I was afraid for them you know, Willow...This whole thing seemed so hasty, so rushed...

But...All we can do is hope for the best now...

"God...Never thought I'd be hoping that it's all my fault..." Willow grins wanly...

But maybe when...If...We get the spell to work...

"I hope so, dear...And we must remember...In the final analysis...They're just human beings like the
rest of us...And are bound to encounter the same silly and foolish troubles and trials the rest of us
do..."

And life can't be a fairy-tale romance all the time...

"You make me ashamed Rupert..." she looks away...Tearing a bit...And looks back at him...

"Where did you ever learn to be so compassionate?...So generous...?"

"Oh...Willow..." he sighs... "If you knew...If I could ever bring myself to tell you...Of the things I've
done in my life..."

"Tell me...Tonight..." she stares at him...

"Before we know...What we can do for Tara...Let me give you that much at least, Rupert...Please..."

The elevator returns and he takes her hand...

***


Act five...
Scene three...(Buffy and Will's hotel suite...Early evening...)

William is at the door...Dawn enters, followed by Buffy, Anya, and Xander...

"Will!..." Dawn rushes to give him a bone-crushing hug...

"Nibs..." he grins, gasping... "Lord, it's a good thing I don't need to breathe.."

Buffy watching them with the others...

Sorry...Dawn grins back, releasing him...

So...Brother-in-law?...

"You treating my sis right?..."

"Gotta ask her, Miss Nibs..." he eyes Buffy...Who smiles...A little coldly...

"He's doin' just fine..." she nods...

Just fine...

In fact...I'd say he was doing pretty well...she laughs...A little harshly...

Dawn stares at her a moment...

"Will...?" Xander looks at him, trying to work up to the moment...

"Ummn...Just want to say...Ummn...About the other night..."

I understand, Xander...Will smiles at him...

"Glad to know someone was being cautious...Looking out for Buffy and Dawn..."

Yeah...Buffy noted drily...

"Lucky to have one person looking out for me..."

She looks away...

Anya eyes Will...? Who shrugs...Bad mood, God knows...
"Well..." Buffy looks back, a bit more in control... "You guys missed the big battle, I guess...What
there was of it..."

Glad to hear it was over so fast...Xander notes...

"Yeah...They backed off for some reason...And now here we are...Idle hands...Doing the devil's
work, eh honey?..." she eyes Will...

That's the expression, right...? From our old days in 1880...

When morality meant something...she smiles coldly again...

"Buffy?...Are you ok?..." Anya eyes her...

Just having a Cicely mo...Sorry...she smiles...

Comes in waves and I find myself wishing the world still had a few standards...And I had something
I could trust in...

"But then...I have my William here, don't I...Honey?..." she eyes him, coming over to him...

"Be a terrible thing if I couldn't trust in you?...Wouldn't it...Spike?..." she gives him a peck...

Sorry...William...she looks at the others...Who are now looking at each other...

"Buffy...?" Dawn begins...

"I mean..." Buffy continues...Holding Will by the arm...Looking into his eyes...

"If you were Spike...Trying to fool me...Deceiving me...Pretending to be William...I couldn't trust in
you...It would be foolish...Right?..."

But...she relaxes...Waving at a now nervous Xander, quite ready to consider the possibility she's
suggested...

You're my Will...Certified by Giles and co...Right, honey?...

Only some magics...Some dark spell could bring Spike back now, right?...

"Maybe we should take a walk, sweetheart?..." Will puts his right arm on hers, still holding his left
firmly...

Later...she kisses him...Later...

"I love you, Will...Don't worry...I'd never abandon you..." she hugs him...

And I'll never be Spike's whore again...she whispers in his ear...He jerks back, staring at her...
"Cicely...?" he looks at her...Frightened for her as much as angry now...

"What is wrong with you...?"

Hit the nail right on the head...she giggles...Waging a finger at him...

Cicely is wrong with me...

"Maybe we should go..." Anya suggests nervously...

And take Dawn to see Angel and Cordy...she adds hastily...

And get Giles over here right away...she hisses to Xander...

"Wait...Wait...Guys..." Buffy waves a hand...

Sorry...Rough couple of days...Adjusting to a lot of past memories...Old guilts...

"Did you know I died giving birth to our still-born child?..." she smiles at Anya...

Buffy...Anya shakes her head...

"I think you should lie down...Maybe...These memories are giving you a little trouble..."

Yeah...Buffy nods...Guess a past life's worth of memories crowding in will do that...

"Will...I am sorry...You know I'd never hurt you...Never...Will..." she pats him...

"Why don't I lie down a while?...Get the Cicely memories to settle a bit...You go with the guys,
honey..."

"Maybe I should stay...?" he looks at her...

Nah...Cicely and I have to get ourselves sorted out...she smiles...A bit more naturally...

Go on with the guys...I'll be fine...You just get me when it's time to get dressed...

"Do you want Giles...? Willow, maybe...?" he takes her hand...She pulls back sharply at Willow's
name...

No!..I do not want Willow!...A terrible glare blazes in her face for a moment...

Or Giles...Honey... she turns cold again...

"Just let me be a while...I'll talk to Giles later...I promise..."

Heck...I'll even see Willow later if you'll just go and leave me a bit...Please, Will...
"I'll stay..." Dawn hastily says...

Fine...Buffy nods...

"See..." she turns back to Will... "I won't be alone...I'll have your favorite sis-in-law..."

Ok...?

He nods reluctantly and moves to kiss her...She looks at him as he does...And stops him...Staring,
searching his face...For something...

"I love you...William..." she says...And kisses him...

Get Giles over here...Dawn hisses to Anya as she moves over to Buffy and the others reluctantly
head over to the door to leave...

***
Act five...
Scene four...(Angel and Cordy's room, evening...)


A nervous Anya and Xander describe Buffy's...Cicely's agitated state to Cordy...

Angel having been called away on AI business, she explains to them...

And Giles...Off to AI with Wesley and Chairman Travers, she lies...

Pledged to keep the secret of the spell test in progress...Sent back to the room by Giles in case Buffy
should come looking for them...

But nervous now in her own right...God...This really sounds serious...

Maybe it is some kind of psychosis from the past life...Dual personalities clashing or something like
that...

And yet...She promised not to say anything...

Fortunately...Will has gone over to Willow's as Anya noted to her...

So he'll tell Giles what's up...And Giles will deal...

She hopes...
***
Act five...
Scene five...(A street corner newsstand near the hotel, evening...dark...)

Parker waits by the newsstand...His prearranged rendevous point...
Though his misgivings about the whole business are stronger than ever...

William cheating on Buffy with Willow Rosenberg?...Possible, in the eternal scheme of things,
sure...But only two days after marrying Buffy?...C'mon...

Still...If Angel is pulling something...And if Buffy believes it...As Angel himself said to him... What
should he care?...So long as he gets his shot at being the guy at hand to comfort the poor betrayed
girl on the rebound...

And yet...Angel doesn't seem the altruistic type...At least not where Buffy is concerned...

However noble his record in fighting the Undead and Evil...

"Parker...?" Angel interrupts his reverie...Appearing from around a corner...

Well...? Parker eyes him...

"Things are going along very well, kid...Buffy is just about ready to leave our blonde boy..."

"And that does me what good?..." Parker frowns...

If you play your cards right, you fool...It puts you in the batter's box...Angel glares at him...

"Sure...Right..." Parker sighs...

Look...I've had enough...If Buffy is really gonna leave this guy, she'll go home to Sunnydale and I
may as well have stayed at home...If not...You've jerked me around for the last time...

"Better stay, kid...Things are not gonna break that way..." Angel eyes him...

William is due to go to England...For Watcher training...Soon...

"If we don't prevent it...Buffy the dutiful wife will go with him...If only to try and save their wreck
of a marriage..."

I couldn't bear to see her throw her life away like that...he notes solemnly...

And you'd lose your last chance with her...She'd probably stay in England, just to keep Will away
from Willow...

"Well...How the hell would I stop her from going?..." Parker eyes him...

You're young Parker...Bright young college grad on a perfectly reasonable business trip to LA,
checking in at what by coincidence happens to be Buffy's hotel...Angel smiles...

You just happen by happy chance to come in on the ghastly scene of Buffy catching Willow with
dear ole Will...And are there to watch me defend poor Buffy from her fiendish Wiccan rival...And
comfort her when her worthless husband and betraying best friend have been...Dealt with...

"Dealt with?...As in...?"

As in she and I croke them...Angel smiles benevolently...

Maybe you even get a crack at Spike yourself...All it takes is a little wood through the heart, after
all...he grins...

"Hey, Parky..." he frowns at the uncertain Parker who stares at him...

This is the Slayer you're trying to win...And that is the price you pay...

At that I'm letting you off cheap...You don't even have to help if you're too squeamish...Just be
ready to hold our poor Buf's hand...

"Are you in...Or out...?" Angel eyes him coldly...

Parker blinks again...Seeing Buffy's smile for one last time again...From that night he'll never
forget...

In...he sighs...

"When should I be there?..."

I've arranged your reservation...Check-in in half an hour...Then...

"Just be near room 1413...Willow's room...It'll be just down the hall from yours...As often as you
can until things start happening...Tonight..."

***


Act five...
Scene six...(Willow's hotel room, evening...)

Will stands watching Giles, Amelia, and Willow as Giles reads the final stages
of a piece of the Wolfram-Hart resurrection spell...

A blue light flares in the middle of the room...And vanishes...

"That good?..." Will looks at the seated group...All looking a bit as if
they've been hit by a truck...

Yes...Giles gasps a little...

About as good as one could hope for...he smiles wearily at William...
"Then...You lot are ready for me?..." Will asks eagerly...

Will...Giles sighs...This is still a very dangerous procedure for you...

"Buffy needs me...Human...More than ever now, Rupert...You heard what I told
you all about what just happened...Cicely is tearing her apart somehow..."

Willow shakes her head...Buffy was dealing fine with Cicely memories
before...Though it has only been a few days since she regained them...

"Tara...Tara-Dru...Warned me that someone was trying to destroy you and Buffy,
Will...Amy is my best guess...If she's trying to use Buffy's past memories to
drive her crazy, get her to think I'm the cause..." Willow pauses... "She may
be around...Even able to interfere here..."

This Amy is that angry enough at you people?...Amelia eyes her...

"Well..." Willow looks at the wall... "She's mainly mad at me..."

See I didn't exactly work my magic fingers to the bone to help her...

"You didn't transform her, Willow..." Giles notes quickly...

But I did play with her in her cage...Willow sighs...As if she really were just
a rat, not a person...

A rat?...Amelia thinks...

"And there is the thing about Buffy entrapping her mom in a cheerleading
figurine...Though really Amy was grateful at the time..." Willow nervously
adds...Though recent events might have warped even her view of that...

Long story...she notes to the puzzled Amelia...Will looking a little vague on
the cheerleader story as well...

But anyway...

If Amy is working against us...William notes...All the more reason to drive
Spike away for good...I told you what Buffy...Cicely said...She's obsessed with
the idea that Spike is still around, maybe trying to take control back...And
God knows...She could even be right...he eyes them...

"Will?..." Willow stares at him...

He shakes his head...No...Nothing that I can tell at least...

"But if she's that upset by the idea..." he pauses...
Well...

Surely between the three of you, one can watch out for any attempts by Amy to
screw things up...

Please...he concludes...The sooner Spike is gone...Forever...The sooner I can
help my wife deal with the past...And lay it to rest forever...

"I know you can do this, Giles...Willow..."

But...If things don't work out...Buffy will be free of Spike, even if you have
to stake me...

And she and I will find each other again in Eternity...No blame due toward any
of you...

It wouldn't be a staking...Giles notes quietly...Your body will be human...Even
if demon-possessed...

Willow stares at Giles...Demon-possessed human...?

Meaning we'd have to kill...?

"Amelia..." William turns to his grandniece, great times four...Pleading...

Help me here, please...

She looks at him, nodding...

"Mr. Giles...Miss Rosenberg...My "uncle" is right...It's time Will and Cicely
were freed from the last of the curse we Watchers foisted on them a century
ago...Spike must be returned from whence he came at last..."

Even if the spell doesn't drive him off...she stares at William...Who nods...

Willow...? Giles eyes her, sighing...

"Can you maintain a protective field around the room?...In case Amy or someone
else is trying to interfere?..."

Yeah...she sighs, and rising, goes over to Will...Hugging him...

"You're a good man, Will Walthrop...God bless you..." she kisses him...

"Will..." Giles turns to him... "You understand we will kill your current body
in the course of this spell?...And that once we start that phase...There's no
turning back..."
He nods...Bit tired of the aftertaste of blood in his mouth anyway, he grins to
them...

"Rather nice to have a choice...With all the details spelled out this time..."
he smiles...

All right then...Giles nods...

***
Act five...
Scene seven...(Angel and Cordelia's hotel room...Later that evening)

Buffy stands near a sitting Anya and Xander, Dawn by her side...Cordy getting a
few things together in the attached kitchenette with Connor's help...The newly
returned Angel stands near Buffy, a little aloof from the others, taking the
situation in...

"So..." Buffy smiles... "Will is at Willow's?..."

So calmly that Anya is encouraged to cautiously answer in the affirmative...She and Xander having been enlisted by Cordy in the job of keeping Buffy away from Willows room until Giles or Willow gives an all-clear...                

"Ah...Must be about Drusilla again..." Buffy beams at Angel...

Always seems to be about Dru...

"Nobody with them...I suppose...?" she asks innocently...

Giles...Xander hastily notes...

Oh...she looks away...Kneading her hands a bit...

"But didn't Giles go to AI with Wesley and Mr. Travers...?"

I think he's back...Xander explains...

Hmmn...Well, I should go over then...

"Time I let poor Willow out of the doghouse, huh...?" she smiles a bit
brittlely...

Anya fires off her brilliant diversionary shot...

"Buffy...I've been wondering...What are you and Will planning to do about
Haly?..."

Haly?...Buffy stares at her...

Halfreck...The vengeance demon who tricked your former self into letting Will
be sent away...Anya explains...

"Oh...Right...Halfreck..." Buffy ponders a mo...

Oh...Shit...Angel closes his eyes...

The one base I didn't cover...he thinks...

If she starts thinking this "Halfreck" is involved here...Realigns her
target...

All my work gone for nothing...

"Halfreck...Yeah...We gotta deal there..." Buffy nods...

Can't let that bitch screw me over again like...she pauses...A thought striking
her...

Buffy...? Dawn stares...

"Say...Anya?...You ever notice a kinda resemblance between Halfreck and
Willow?..." Buffy suddenly asks...

I mean...Your old boss wanted Willow to join up, right?...

What...? Anya blinks...

"Never mind, forget it..." Buffy waves a hand...

Just a thought...

And...A brilliant one...Angel smiles to himself...

Cicely is such a dear help to me in this...The insanely jealous little
Victorian screwball...

But then it must have taken a lot of insane devotion to William to win her
chance at reincarnation...

As I told good ole Parky it doesn't come easy...

"Well...I'll deal with Halfreck in time, Anya..." Buffy notes...

After I deal with a few other things...she does not say...But eyes Angel
carefully...

Train on track...Angel happily notes to himself...

"So...Buf..." Xander tries his little diversion...

Tell us about the big fight at WH...

Five hellgods, I understand...

"Yeah...They never showed...We cleaned out the basement magics vaults...That
was it..." she noted dryly...

"So maybe I oughta go see what Will and Willow are up to over there..." she
grins at Xander...

Make it a threesome, eh...? she smiles at Anya...

Spike would love that...she chuckles coldly...

"Sorry...Dawn..." she turns to Dawn as Xander briefly glances at the teen to
remind her sis of her presence...

"That wasn't funny...Cicely..." Dawn stares at her...

And Will is not Spike...

"You're right, sis..." Buffy nods...Patting her shoulder...

Terribly inappropriate of me...

Actually though...Cicely must've gone to bed...To let that one slip by...she
notes...

"Besides...As Xander said...Giles is with them..." she looks at Xander...Who
looks at Anya...

"So...I'll just go over and see if they've found the Fountain of Youth...Or a
way to seal the Hellmouth...Or a Humanity-restoration spell..."

Or just the cure for male pattern baldness...

She heads for the door...A returned Cordy thinking fast...

"Buffy...I think...Will said he was going back to your room right after
checking that Giles was there to help Willow..."

You probably should just look for him there...she smiles...

Really...? Buffy smiles back...A little coldly...

"I'll just call the room..." she goes over to the phone...

Anya unobtrusively hitches her high heel around the phone line...Pulling it out
of its wall socket...

"Phone seems to be dead..." Buffy eyes Cordy...

Ah...Been that way all day...Cordy smiles nervously...

What?...Connor looks at his stepmom...

Yeah...Must be some trouble with the line...she notes...

"Well...I guess I'll just head back..." Buffy looks at her...

Dawn?...You can stay here, ok?...

Anya shakes her head very slightly at Dawn...

"Nah..." Dawn shakes her head, letting a yawn through...

"I'm all in any way...Lets go..."

Fine...Buffy nods...Eyeing Angel...

Who gallantly offers to escort them back...

"Should we call Willow and Giles?" Xander looks at the others after Buffy,
Dawn, and Angel leave...

Guess so...Cordy notes...If Anya didn't break the phone...she grins at her...

"Hopefully Dawn and Angel can keep her busy...I think Angel caught on..." she
sighs...

"Is something going on?..." Connor asks, looking at them confused...As Xander
dials the restored phone...

These Sunnydalers...Strange methods of doing things I tell ya...he thinks...

Later, honey...Cordy pats his shoulder...

***
Act five...
Scene eight...(Main corridor of the gang's hotel floor...Evening...)

Buffy, Angel, and Dawn find Will standing by his and Buffy's room door...

Looking...A bit peaked...But rather...Pleased with himself...

"Hello...Ladies..." he grins at his Summers girls...

Dawn grins back...Buffy smiles faintly...

"Just seeing they made it in one piece, Will..." Angel smiles...

Damn you...he thinks...It was that quick?...Impossible...

And yet...Holy Mary, Mother of God...He's actually...

"Well...Things go well with Willow...?" Buffy eyes William...And pecks him
slightly on the cheek...

Giles has her well in hand...Will smiles back...

"Are you feeling better...Cicely?" he stares at her...

Buffy...she replies...Cicely has settled down for a bit...

Sorry if my former self gave you a little fright...Honey...

"Nothing compared to what Spike did these past years, Buffy..." he takes her
hand...

Well...Angel grins...I know when two human-souled vampires is one too many...

"Wait a minute, Angel..." Buffy turns to him...

Will, take Dawn in...Get her settled in the other room...Please?...I just want
to speak to Angel a mo...

"Then you get settled, ok...?" she smiles at him a bit stiffly...

Ok..he nods...

"Bedtime, Nibs..." he turns to Dawn...

You get the room next to ours...Just watch it on the room service...he grins at
her...

The Council is my employer now...Can't have us running up too huge an expense
bill on them...

***
"Well...?" Buffy eyes Angel...

They all covered for him...You saw...she notes...

Yes...he nods...But...

"It's just that they wouldn't want to see you hurt Buffy..." he solemnly
continues...

I know...she agrees...

"He was different just then...Did you notice?..." she asks...

Willow's released him...Finished the spell in her room...I'm sure of it...she
clenches her hands...

It's Spike back again...You saw that look in his eye?...I know that look...she
mutters...

"Well...Perhaps..."

"I know Spike!..." she hisses...

But...he pauses...

Giles wouldn't help Willow do something like...

Giles wasn't there!...she glares at him...

The others think Spike and Willow are just carrying on...I could see them
looking at each other, she notes...

They thought saying Giles was there would cover it up...

But they've been fooled by Willow...Can't see what her game is...she babbles a
bit...

Drusilla has...she pauses...

"I mean...Willow...Acting for her unholy vamp whore...has released Spike..."

And I have to stop him...Before he drags William off to another century of
torment...she insists, whispering harshly...
"And you...If you mean to keep your promise to me...Have to deal with
Willow..." she stares at him...

It's mercy, really...For both of them...she continues...Looking down the
corridor...

Willow is in Drusilla's grip...That much is obvious...

Right?...she looks at him...

"It...Does seem likely..." he nods...

It's saving them...From their evil natures...she looks down...

And saving the world from whatever Drusilla plans to unleash with their help...

"Maybe this was the real Apocalypse plan...The other a trick..." she feverishly
notes...

"Could very well be..." Angel agrees...

I have to save him...Not fail him...Like I did in 1880...she mutters...

I have to...Buffy looks up at Angel...

"I understand, Buffy..." Angel nods...

And I am here for you...

Ready to do whatever you want of me...

***
Act five...
Scene nine...(Buffy and William's hotel bedroom)

Buffy stares at their bed...

Our wedding bed...

His grave...But only Spike's grave...

William and I will find each other again...Somehow...

"It is the cause...It is the cause...Don't name it, Powers That Be..."

Dawny might hear...

She hears him whistling in their bathroom...William...Oh...My Will...

No...Spike grinning in the bathroom...Waiting for his moment of triumph...

Over them both...

"I've a surprise for you, darling..." he calls...

And I've got one for you, Spike...Bastard little demon pig...she thought...

***
Act five...
Scene ten...(Just outside Willow's room in the corridor...)

Parker bangs at the door...His mind finally made up...

Willow...In a rather...Nightgown...Stares at him...

Parker...?

She turns to hurry back inside...

He grabs her...Covering her mouth...

"Quiet!..." he hisses...

"Willow...Rosenberg?..." Parker whispers to her...Still covering her mouth...

She gives him one where it counts...He releases her, moaning...

"Listen to me..." he moans...

Buffy and William...Are...In...

Angel runs to them, knocking them down...Tossing Parker back against the
corridor wall...

"Angel!!!" She and Parker both cry out...

"You...Son of a..." Parker eyes him...

"Stay back, Willow!" Angel barks at her...

Hell...Like I've ever needed a big strong hero type to come along for
me...Willow frowns...

Giles emerges from the room...In rather...Pyjamas and dressing gown...
Besides...she smiles faintly...I've got one...

"All right you..." Angel grabs Parker, lifting and shaking him...

Angel!!!...Giles commands...Put that boy down...!!!!...

He stops and lowers Parker to the floor...Dead...

"Why did you kill him?!!..." Willow shrieks at Angel...

I'm sorry Willow...I shouldn't've...I didn't know he was human...I thought he'd
come to kill you...

"Maybe he did..." Angel notes solemnly...

I guess I just don't know my own strength...Angel noted...

He was trying to tell me something...Willow eyes him furiously...

And you stopped him...

Giles...Angel looks at him...

"You can't believe I'd kill a human for no reason..."

Giles eyes him carefully...

"No, Angel...I don't believe you'd kill a human...For no reason..."

Wesley appears as the elevator door opens...

Hello...? he stares at Parker's body...

And looks at them...
***
Act five...
Scene eleven...(Buffy and William's hotel suite...)

"Buffy..." a gasping, panting Cordelia enters...As Buffy lets her into the
room...

"Willow..."

What's up...Buffy eyes her coolly...

"Willow's been ..."

Killed?...Buffy stares at her...

Cordy looks at her...

"Then Angel is a true friend to me...You're lucky Cordy..." Buffy says
quietly...

Holy!...You knew about it?...But it was...Parker...He attacked Willow...

Parker?...Buffy blinks...That worthless little twerp...?

"Angel killed him...When he tried to get into Willow's room..." Cordelia stares
at her...

Parker...Here?...Buffy looked at her hands...Blood on her right...What a
surprise...But some aftereffect of the demon god's little soul restoration, no
doubt...

"He said...Angel told us...He thought he might be working with
Amy...But...Before Parker died...He...Said..."

What...? Buffy looks at her...A strange, heavy dullness creeping over her...

There's blood on your hands...Cordy stares at her friend...

"William...? Buffy, where is he?..."

Oh...Cordy trembles...Twisting her hands...

"Buffy...What have you done?..."

What do you mean...? Buffy looks away...

There's a groan...Cordy stares at her...

And races into the bedroom...Letting out a scream...

Buffy following her in...Slowly...

To her sudden shock and growing nervousness...Not for fear of detection,
however...Will is still barely alive...Not dusted ...

And there's blood...Covering the sheets...

"Will...Who did this?..." Cordy cries to him...

I did...he mumbles...Spike had to go...I...did...
He's still and quiet...Buffy staring at his still non-dusting corpse....What
the...?

"You heard him..." she turns to the horrified Cordelia...

It wasn't me...He thought Spike was returning...It wasn't...

Cordelia stares...You...

"Yes...All right...He was lying...See William wouldn't lie about that...And
that's why..." Buffy babbles...

The terror growing on her...Not a vamp...Not Spike...

William...I have killed...Human William...

"He betrayed me...I had to..." she began...

Ask Angel...Ask your husband...

Buffy!?...Cordelia backs off in horror...You...You fool...What have you
done?...

"Help!...Help!!!..." she cries...

"Buffy's killed William!..."

Where...Are...The...

Ashes?...Buffy murmurs...In growing horror... at William's prone body...

His prone human...Dead body...

***
Giles, Connor, Willow, Wesley enter the living room of the suite...Xander and
Anya following...With Angel in tow...Xander holding a crossbow on him...

Willow tries to comfort Connor who continues to insist...They're mistaken...

Whoever this Parker was...Dad had a good reason to fight him...And his death
must have been an accident...

A shaken Cordy telling them of the hideous events regarding William...Buffy
staring...

But slowly...Realizing...

Giles goes into the bedroom...

The others look at each other...

Anya staring at Buffy a long moment...Buffy returns the stare a sec, then looks
at the floor...

"Buffy...?" Willow cries out to her...Cordy having told them of what Buffy had
said...

How could you believe that Will and I...?

I...Buffy pauses...Trembling...

I don't...Angel said...Told me about you and Will and my scarf...she feebly
begins...

"Buffy told me of her suspicions..." Angel broke in...

Asked me for my help...I thought it best to humor her...But I was coming to
warn Willow...

"I hadn't realized how crazed Buffy...Or Cicely...Had become..." he explains...

Until things had gone too far...

Angel...Buffy stares at him...

"Then...I saw that fellow at Willow's door...And thought he might be trying
something..." Angel continues...

"No..." Cordelia interrupts...

He's lying...

Angel knew Parker...Cordy tells them...I remember now...

He mentioned his name over the phone a couple of times...Here, before we went
to Sunnydale to get you guys...she notes...

He knew him...she eyes her husband...

"Quiet, Cordelia!..." Angel glares at his wife...

"Angel asked me about the scarf..." Cordelia continues...When Willow brought
it...

I didn't know what he was planning...

Damn you!...Angel screams at her, tearing loose...And snapping her neck with a
quick turn...

"Cordy!!..." Willow cries...

Dad...Connor gasps in horror...

Giles hits Angel with a blast of energy and the vampire crumples to the
floor...

But Cordelia is already dead...

Giles...? Willow gasps...

You are full of surprises...she notes to herself...

Angel writhing on the floor...

"Willow...What happened...Did Angelis...?" Anya looks at Angel...

No...she eyes the Master Watcher...Her sweet Giles...

"I don't think we're dealing with Angelis..." she stares coldly at Angel on the
floor...

***


Willow finishes the spell and stares at Angel...Who regards her coolly...

She frowns darkly at Angel...No Angelis had done this...No demon there at
all...

"You're not Angelis..." Willow looks at Angel accusingly...

His miserable human soul is still here...she told the group...Who look at him
in shock...

"Boss...Why?..." Wesley gasps...

Buffy looks at him in horror and wonder...Angel...

The others likewise...But clearly, Giles is not all that surprised...

Angel frowns and looks away...
"What you know, you know...I'll say no more..."

You bet you won't...Willow tells him coldly...

And you're Goddamned lucky you've got a kid...she notes...Eyeing Connor...

Or I might forget my pledge never to use magics for harm...

"The Council will deal with him..." Giles tells them...

Take him, Wesley, Mr. Gunn...

Wesley looks at his now former employer who refuses to look at him...And he
and Gunn drag the bound vampire off...

What about Buffy?...Willow hisses to Giles...

She's killed human William...What do we do?...Call the cops?...

"William died over a century ago..." Giles notes firmly...Eyeing her...

He'd want it that way...

Willow nods...Looking at Buffy...Who now stares blankly at the wall...

"I guess...We'd all better head home..." she notes...Shaking her head sadly...

Dawn...Woken by the clatter and reluctantly apprized of the situation by Anya
and Xander still can't face her sister...

***
Suggested theme (Romeo and Juliet)

Buffy looks at the remaining gang...Trembling...

"Wait...Guys, Giles...Before you go...

Giles, I've done some service for the Council and they know it...But..." she
waves a hand...

"No more on that...Just...When you tell them what I've done...Tell them the
whole story...Don't exaggerate the good or the bad...Just tell the story...

Of a Slayer who loved not wisely but too well...And say more, that in Sunnydale
once...

When the Master killed me, ascended, and threatened all Humanity...

I rose up after Xander's CPR, took the bastard...And staked him..."
Giles turns in horror...He's read Shakespeare...

"Like this..."

Buffy stakes herself in the heart...To the general horror...
***

"Will...?"

"Buffy?...Welcome to Purgatory, sweetheart..." William smiles at her...

But...I murdered you...

He waved a hand...Extenuating circumstances, pet...Angel and all...

"You...Why did they send you here?...You're not to blame for Spike's crimes..."

Well...See...

"You're here because of me, aren't you?..." she looks at him...

You never abandoned me, Buffy...Even at Spike's worst you kept trying to give
me a chance...How could I abandon you?...

Sides, it'll only be a few years...Then Heaven, here come the Walthrops...er
the Summers-Walthrops...he corrected...

My love...My wife...He embraced her...

Ouch...he clutches his chest...

Oh!...Buffy looks...Ashamed...

Nothing, pet...Psychosomatic...he notes...


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