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Willow followed Buffy and the others into the dark warehouse, hoping that the slayer was correct in assuming that this was where they needed to be. Angelus was still making his threats and hunting her friend and she really really hoped this wasn't a set up. Giles seemed to agree with Buffy that this one was legit. She just hoped that they were both right. She saw Cordelia pause and fix the strap on her sandal, wondering why the girl still believed it best to be fashion conscious even while fighting demons and vampires. She'd never understand Cordelia Chase, not that she really wanted to.

"I don't see anything" Xander whispered loudly to them.

"Shh" Buffy hissed, glaring at him. "I feel something. There's someone here."

"Right you are, lover" a smooth voice said, walking into the dim light.

Buffy stiffened, facing her former lover. "Angelus. I fell for it didn't I? Just another trap."

"Ah, you wound me, love" he said, holding his heart. He grinned, "Not a trap. There was a demon, I just took care of him before you arrived. Didn't want the fuss of dealing with you both, now did I?"

"Let the others go" Buffy said, seeing the coldness in his dark eyes. She watched him laugh, guilt spreading over her. This was it. She had failed them all. "Too scared to fight me, Angelus? Come down here and be a man."

"Boys, now" Angelus said, jumping from the catwalk. He landed in front of Buffy, easily dodging her punch. He had her this time. His men came forward from their hiding places, attacking the others. He saw Giles fall, his own stake through his heart. Fitting end, he decided grinning in pleasure. He continued to fight Buffy, seeing her weaken as she heard the screams of her friends behind her.

Willow saw Giles fall and screamed. This couldn't be happening. They were the good guys. They were supposed to win. She turned to run, finding herself surrounded by three vampires. They moved forward, their nails slicing her skin as they grabbed her. She cried out in pain as she heard her wrist break under one of their grip. One lashed out and grabbed her long hair, slinging her into the metal railing of the stairs. She toppled over it, landing on the stairs unconscious.

Xander tried to fight but there were too many. He heard a scream and turned, watching as Cordelia was literally ripped apart by several of them. Her blood was everywhere, her eyes lifeless. He yelled, moving towards her wanting to save her but knowing she was already dead. He stumbled on Giles' body, falling face first on the pavement. He felt hands on his arms, lifting him as he was stood up. He looked up, seeing Spike standing there. The blonde grinned as he moved forward. "You know, I fancied eating one of the slayer's little friends, but you don't look very tasty. So, I think I'll kill you instead." With those words, his hand went through Xander's chest and pulled out his heart. He listened with his eyes closed and a smile of pleasure on his face as the teen screamed before dying. Spike let the heart fall, licking his hand. Making a face, he mumbled, "I was right. Not very good."

Spike turned to face where Angelus was defeating the slayer. The bitch was alone now, he thought, glancing around and seeing the bloody bodies of her friends. He moved to sit and watch the rest of the show, eager for the slayer's blood to be drawn. Then, they would own this town. He couldn't wait.

Drusilla watched the carnage with disdain. Daddy always did like a big show. She saw Spike pull the boy's heart out and rolled her eyes at the theatrics. She stepped over the remains of the brunette girl, wondering when it had been that their kind had turned into wild animals. That was what it appeared like to her, at least. Daddy and Spike weren't so bad, just enjoying the dramatics of being leaders. But these others shouldn't be allowed the gift of eternal life. They just misused it terribly. She saw the watcher laying in a pool of his own blood, his own stake protruding from his chest. She leaned over, brushing her fingers over his eyes as she shut them. She didn't like him staring at her like that. She ran her finger through his blood, licking it off as her dark eyes looked towards the area where the slayer was about to fall. A flash of red caught her eyes and she turned, a slight frown marring her face as she stood and walked towards it.

"Come on, Buffy. Just give up. They're are all dead. You killed them. If it hadn't been for you, they'd have lived out their lives in oblivious delight, never knowing what the Hellmouth truly was. Look at poor Xander there. Guess he really did give his heart to you, eh Buffy?" Angelus smirked as Buffy faltered, her eyes going to Xander's body as she battled tears.

"All of them dead. Their blood on your hands, my love" he said, sending another nail into her coffin. "Just give it up, slayer. You're mine" he whispered as he took her hands and forced the stake to fall. She was sobbing, her eyes on the bodies of her friends. "Weak little bitch. I thought it would take more to break you than this." He said in disgust before burying his fangs in her neck. She never even protested, her once lively eyes already dead as she stared at the friends she had failed. She whimpered slightly as she felt the life draining from her before she closed her eyes, seeing no more.

"Ah, my pretty little dolly" Drusilla said, sitting on the stairs and pulling the pretty redhead's head onto her lap. She stroked the blood matted hair, hearing the faint heartbeat of the girl. "So strong, my pretty pet. Not ready to die yet, are you sweets?" Drusilla brought a finger to her mouth, tasting the girl's blood. She moaned, "So yummy. All sweet and innocent." She looked up, watching her sire offer the slayer to Spike as her brother moved forward, his fangs piercing the nasty smelling girl's flesh as he drank from her. "I think I shall keep you, my pretty. I need a new dolly. I shall share you with Daddy and Spikey and we shall have such fun. Yes, I shall keep you."

Angelus dropped Buffy to the ground, kicking her one last time. In a way it was a let down to have defeated her so easily yet it was nice to have this fight over. She had been so weak. Much more so than he had thought. He looked at Spike, grabbing his childe's head and kissing him savagely as they shared the blood of the slayer. "That, my boy, was a fun way to spend a Friday night."

"Never do anything half way, Sire. That I can say" Spike said, turning to face the others.

"Go now" Angelus ordered them, glaring at them and sending them on their way. A bunch of mindless bores, they were. But, they had served their purpose. The slayer was gone, another to be called. His source had told him that a stronger hellmouth had opened in Bali so he doubted there was much of a chance she would be sent to Sunnydale. So, the town was his. His and his family's. He saw Drusilla sitting on the stairs, surprised that she had been so quiet during Buffy's defeat. "Princess, I didn't know you were here."

Spike and Angelus walked to the stairs, frowning when they saw the redhead girl laying in Drusilla's arms. There was a faint heartbeat which cause Angelus to smile slightly. Who would have believed that shy little Willow would be the strongest of all. "What do you have there, Princess?"

Drusilla looked up, a smile crossing her lips. "A prezzie for all of us. A pretty little dolly that we can all play with. She'll like our games, I think."

"A dolly, huh?" Spike said, his blue eyes looking over the young girl. She wouldn't last a night, he decided. But, what fun that night could be.

"I want to keep her" Dru said, not liking the gleam in Spike's eyes. "She's mine, but I'll share if you're both nice."

Angelus laughed, "Fine Princess. You can keep her. You've needed a new toy lately anyway."

"Thank you Daddy" she said, grinning and lovingly brushing the red hair around the girl's face. She let her fingers dance across the girl's arm, holding it up for them to see. "She's broken, but she'll get better."

"A broken doll? Just what you need" Spike said, wondering why Angelus continued to spoil Dru so much. Letting one of the slayer's little band live just because she asked for it. He glanced at his sire and saw the look in those dark eyes as they moved over the girl. He had to smile, reading lust and wicked intent in their depths.

"Do you know her name, Daddy?" Drusilla asked, ignoring Spike. He was just jealous. She had seen the lusty way he had looked at her new doll. Well, he couldn't play unless he was nice so he'd better be nicer to her.

"Willow" Angelus said softly, listening as the heart beat slowly became stronger. He smiled, nodding in satisfaction. Maybe the game wasn't over yet. "She's called Willow."

"Willow" Dru repeated, smiling at the pretty little dolly in her arms. "I like that."

*****

Angelus walked into Drusilla's room, the warm weight in his arms still unconscious. He stood, waiting as Dru flittered around her room, readying a place for her new doll. Willow. He glanced down, looking at the pretty face of the girl he barely knew. Trust Dru to take a liking to the innocent young face. Had it been Spike that had found her, he'd have taken her into the basement and fucked her until she screamed to death. Dru wanted to keep her. His children couldn't be more different yet he cared for them both. When he had been cursed with that damn soul, not a day went by that he didn't ache for his children. Even the soul had missed their connection, only he had fought it not wanting the demon to win. Looked like everything worked out well in the end.

Drusilla cleared her bed off, deciding that her new dolly would sleep with her. She didn't trust the look in Spike's eyes enough to leave the girl alone. Besides, that way when Willow woke up there would be someone to hold her and keep her safe when she was scared. She looked at her white silk sheets and then at the girl's bloody body. She frowned, "This won't do."

Angelus looked at Dru in surprise, "What won't do?"

"Her. She's so bloody and messy. I don't want my sheets ruined." Dru frowned as she thought of a solution.

"I have red sheets on my bed," Spike said lazily from the doorway. "She'd blend."

"Spike" Angelus warned, seeing the flash of anger in Dru's dark eyes. He rolled his eyes as he heard Spike's amused chuckle. "What would you like to do with her Dru? She's not very heavy, but I'm getting a bit tired of standing around holding her."

Drusilla went to her sire, brushing her fingers across Willow's cheek. "Such pain, such sadness. She's in a dark place all by alone. Poor dearie."

Spike snorted, "I'd be more than happy to join her. Listen to her screams as I fuck her ragged. Watch that pretty white skin as I mark her with my whip and knife. Watch her breathe her last gasp of breath as I cum into her tight warm cunt."

"You shall not touch her!" Drusilla said, glaring at him. Her eyes flashed yellow, causing the elder vampire to look surprised. He had taken care of her when Daddy was lost and she loved him dearly, but he was not going to kill her doll. "Go to your room!"

Spike just cocked an eyebrow at her as he leaned against her wall, his look challenging. "Make me."

"Spike" Angelus spoke softly. He wondered if it was possible for a vampire to get a headache. It certainly felt like one coming on. "Just go to my room. Wait for me there."

"Fuck that" Spike said, grinning at his sire. "I'm going to go paint the town red, no slayer and all that rot. When you're ready, come find me."

"I will bathe her, sire" Drusilla said, knowing Angelus wanted to join Spike. She motioned to the bathroom, "Just set her in the bathtub for me. I shall clean her up real nice."

"All right" he said, going and laying Willow in the bathtub. He rejoined his daughter, saying softly, "Dru, you do realize that she's not going to want to be your dolly, don't you?"

"Yes she will" Dru said, smiling serenely. "She will want to be held and caressed and loved. Who wouldn't want to be my dolly?"

"OK" he said, smiling slightly. She may be a bit daft, but he still loved her.

"And if not" Dru continued, a flash in her dark eyes, "I shall have to convince her that it is for the best."

He laughed, "All right, honey. I'm joining Spike now. See you tomorrow" he started for the door, "Be careful with her Dru. She's one of the slayer's gang even if she is broken. She wouldn't hesitate to stake you."

Dru just smiled as she watched him shut the door. They just didn't understand. She moved to the window, listening as the stars told her she had done right. Her dolly would heal nicely, with her help. She began to hum as she let her dress fall, walking nude into the bathroom where she stripped the dirty and bloody clothes from Willow's body. Her dark eyes wandered over the pert breasts and the rose colored nipples down a flat stomach to dark red curls and to legs that were surprisingly long and lean considering the girl's height. Yes, a very pretty dolly, she decided as she turned the water on and crawled into the bathtub, beginning the chore of cleaning her doll.

*****

Willow whimpered, tossing in her sleep. She saw Giles fall, watching paralyzed as his blood began to flow. She turned almost in slow motion and saw Cordelia being killed. Her eyes caught Xander's terror stricken ones as she felt a pain in her arms. She screamed, knowing that he was going to die next. She felt herself flying and then darkness. She screamed, sitting up in bed. She groaned as a pain shot through her arm, causing her to breathe in deeply and close her eyes. She felt the soft silk on her bare skin and sighed. It felt so nice. Her eyes flew open again. She didn't have silk sheets. She turned her head, watching as a candle was lit. The soft glow illuminated dark hair and concerned dark eyes. "Drusilla?"

There was a smile, "You know me, dolly?"

"Oh my God" Willow whispered, realization hitting her all at once. This time it hadn't been another nightmare. Giles was really dead. Oh God, Xander. She felt tears in her eyes as she whispered, "Buffy?"

Dru frowned, "That nasty old slayer is dead. Daddy killed her two days ago. You've been sleeping my lovey. Having such horrid dreams."

"Two days?" Willow said quietly, her heart tightening as she realized that they were all dead. All of her friends, completely destroyed by Angelus and his minions. She felt a cold hand on her arm and looked wildly at Drusilla. She stumbled from the bed, fear in her green eyes. "Don't touch me. God, why didn't I just die too? You're going to torture me aren't you?"

Dru shook her head, watching the naked girl back away from her, fear rolling off her in waves. "No torture, lovey. Daddy said I could keep you. You're mine."

"No" Willow said, shaking her head as she tripped and landed on her ass. She continued to scoot away from Drusilla, oblivious to the cold floor, simply knowing the woman was lying. She was going to torture her and then kill her. Punish her for surviving when the others hadn't.

"Poor pet. All your friends are dead, rotting away under ground. All alone but now you have me. I've been watching you for two days, lovey. You had such nightmares. Screaming out in pain and mumbling in your sleep." Drusilla sighed, seeing the pure terror and confusion in the girl's eyes.

"Why?" Willow asked, not sure what she was asking. Why did her friends die? Why did she survive? Why was she there in Dru's room? Why wasn't she dead yet?

"You are mine" Drusilla said simply, having had the stars tell her that the night before.

"Xander....he's dead?" Willow asked, having to find out for sure. She had seen the others and believed that Buffy was, but he was her best friend. He wasn't supposed to die.

"The boy?" Dru asked, remembering Spike's ripping out of his heart. She nodded, "Yes, he's dead. They all are, lovey."

Willow screamed out, "No!" before she began to sob loudly, her arms going around her nude body as she cried. Drusilla unfolded her legs and stood, moving to the huddled girl. She sank to her knees, her arms going around the girl as she began to whisper soothing words in her ear, softly brushing the girl's hair with her fingers. She glanced up when the door opened and Angelus and Spike ran in, their demons evident in their yellow eyes. They froze, taking in the sight of the two nude women sitting on the floor. Dru's eyes flashing at them as she continued to stroke Willow's hair, letting the girl cry for what she had lost.

*****

Angelus felt his eyes drawn to the two women, surprised at the way that Willow was clinging to Drusilla. He had heard her scream and assumed she had woken and was going to kill his daughter. He definitely hadn't planned on stumbling upon Dru consoling the redhead. He felt Spike beside him and could imagine what his childe was thinking. He listened as Willow cried softly, frowning at the forlorn noise. He started to move forward, stopping when Drusilla looked up at them, her eyes flashing yellow. "Dru?"

Willow stiffened when she heard his voice. She looked up, clutching tightly to Drusilla, "No...he's going to kill me....no..."

"Damn, stop her yapping already" Spike grumbled, not thrilled to have been woken from a deep sleep by the human's screaming.

Angelus groaned, wondering why his demon wasn't rushing forward to claim the girl's blood. Maybe it was sated for the time being. He saw the look of terror in Willow's eyes and frowned, wondering why he felt bad that she was scared of him. He couldn't understand the jealousy that coursed through him as she clung to Dru yet backed away from him. "I'm not going to kill you Willow. Had I wanted you dead, you'd be dead."

"Go away" she yelled, turning her head and burying it in the crook of Drusilla's neck. Her nudity was forgotten as she clung to the arms that offered her comfort and safety. She cried, "Please just go away."

"This is my house" Angelus said, his tone low and not pleased.

"This is my room" Drusilla reminded softly, her eyes looking into her sire's.

"And what a lovely room it is," Spike said, smirking at his sister.

"Drusilla, are you ok?" Angelus asked, still not trusting Willow completely. She had been the slayer's best friend. Knowing that he had been responsible for all of her friends dying also wouldn't do much to endear anyone in the house to her. She seemed upset, and he knew Willow well enough to know she was one of the smartest people he had ever met. Somehow though, he couldn't even convince himself that she would deliberately mislead Dru. She was too honest for that. And if that didn't tell him something strange was happening, nothing would. He moved forward towards Drusilla and Willow, almost wanting to put his arms around Willow and comfort her. He frowned, not liking that slight feeling of guilt that shot through him. He had just done as he should have, killing the slayer and her damn friends. He was a master vampire. They didn't feel guilt.

Drusilla looked up at him, feeling the tension in Willow. She had been calming her doll down before they had intruded. She saw the look in Angelus' eyes and realized he was arguing with himself. She glanced at Spike and saw the look of disinterest in his blue eyes. He shrugged, turning to leave her room. Angelus moved forward and Drusilla growled softly, her arms pulling Willow tighter against her body. She just wanted Angelus to go and leave Willow alone. The girl had had a huge shock and wasn't ready to face him yet. She saw him nod and moved to the door. She smiled softly, letting him know it wasn't personal as she rested her chin on Willow' shoulder, her hands stroking the girl's hair as Willow slowly quit crying and drifted back into sleep.

*****

Willow was laying awake on the bed. The silk sheet was wrapped around her nude body, her legs tangled around the cool white material. Add to that the feeling of Drusilla's body against hers, cool through the sheet, and she was almost chilly. She had cried for hours, more tears than she ever could have imagined possessing. Through it all, Drusilla had simply knelt on the floor with her, whispering soothing words and stroking her hair. She turned her head on the pillow, looking at the brunette vampire. The woman's eyes were closed and Willow assumed she was sleeping. She didn't understand Dru. From what she had heard, Dru shouldn't have hesitated in killing her. But, instead, she had been protective, almost motherly in fact.

Willow sighed, her mind still trying to come to grips with the idea that Buffy and her friends were dead. Murdered rather ruthlessly. She still didn't understand why she had survived. Dru had just whispered that it had not been her time and that it had been the others. She didn't know what to believe anymore. Angelus had told her that if he'd wanted her dead, she'd be dead. Did that mean he didn't want her dead or that he just hadn't gotten around to it? How was she supposed to let it all go, as Drusilla whispered at her, if she had to worry that he might sneak into the room and slit her throat?

Xander was really dead. She'd never see his goofy grin or hear his horrible joke again. Cordelia with her tres chic fashion sense and sarcastic wit. Giles with his afternoon tea and baffled looks. Buffy....Willow blinked away tears, wondering how she could possibly have any liquid left to cry. They were all gone. She was alone, a nightmare that she had often had but never sincerely thought would come true. She always assumed she'd be the first to die. She was rather the weak link, not being very good at fighting. And yet, here she was alive while they were all dead. She sighed softly, hugging herself as she tried to get the images of her friends' bodies from her mind. She felt a cool hand on her bare stomach and felt Drusilla move against her.

Willow looked at the woman again. Dru was still sleeping, having moved towards her warmth. She knew Dru was nude, feeling the woman's full breasts pressed against her arm through the sheet. It should have bothered her, being in bed with a murdering vampiress that had been partially responsible for her friends' deaths. Dru had told her that she hadn't participated in the slaying, simply watching as the others had killed. She believed her but the logical part of her mind knew that didn't matter. Dru was Angelus' childe. Angelus had thought up the entire plan, had in fact killed Buffy himself. Had let her live for some strange reason, a part of her mind reminded. She was just too confused to worry about it right now. Too much had happened so quickly. She knew she still hadn't adjusted to the idea that Buffy and the others were gone. That she was in fact Drusilla's new toy, something that scared her because she had no idea what being the woman's doll really meant. She was just so tired.

It was taking every ounce of her control not to go into the bathroom and simply kill herself, joining her friends somewhere else. That would be the easy way though. Quitting in a way...letting Angelus win by destroying all of them. No, as long as she could, she was going to stay alive so that her friends would not be forgotten. She looked towards the door, wondering if she would make it to the door before she was caught. Somehow, though, the idea of escaping wasn't foremost in her mind. She had no one anymore. Everyone she loved was dead. If she got away, she'd forever live in fear that Angelus would come for her and kill her. At least here, she could prepare herself better for that fate, not constantly running and looking over her shoulder. She snuggled closer to Drusilla, closing her eyes and trying to forget everything that had happened, her decision to remain here and face whatever fate awaited her calming her almost. At least here, in Dru's bed and arms, she felt safe.

*****

Drusilla walked into the bathroom, her eyes finding those of Willow. She smiled softly, moving to sit on the closed lid of the toilet as her dark eyes watched Willow blush. "Did you sleep well, lovey?"

Willow held her arms across her breasts, aware suddenly of how strange this truly was. She had been awake for hours, not able to sleep due to visions of her friends flashing through her mind. She had finally worked her way out of Drusilla's embrace and gone to the bathroom. She couldn't remember taking a shower since the morning of that fateful evening her life had changed. She had not seen any blood on her body, knowing that her wounds had bled so she assumed Dru had bathed her. Again, she didn't feel that mortification she should have felt. The idea of Dru bathing her somehow seemed right. But, she still didn't feel comfortable being nude in front of someone else. "I had nightmares."

"Poor baby" Drusilla said, frowning at the tired look in the green eyes that stared at her. "Did you see their faces?"

Willow nodded, her eyes tearing up as she looked away from the woman. "Yes. Why am I here? I should be dead too."

"Shh, lovey." Dru said, standing and walking to the bathtub. She knelt beside the tub and rested her arm around the edge. She laid her head on her arm, her free hand falling slightly and playing with the tepid water. "It will get better."

Willow looked at Drusilla, "Promise?"

Drusilla looked at the girl, hearing the softly asked question and smiled, "Yes. I promise."

Willow nodded, looking back at the water. She felt a cool hand on her knees as Drusilla pushed her legs down. She still had her arms around her chest as Drusilla took the bath sponge from her hand and began to slowly bathe her. She sighed, feeling the now cool water cascade down her back. She allowed Drusilla to push her arms away, the woman washing her breasts and stomach. She smiled slightly when, after she had finished, Dru moved her arms back across her breasts. She let them fall to the water as she leaned back, the cool tub behind her back as she let her head rest against the side. Drusilla finished washing her, setting the sponge to the side. She closed her eyes when she heard the water splash softly as Drusilla joined her in the tub. She felt her leg lifted and balanced on a cool surface, opening one eye lazily and see that Drusilla had it against her stomach. She closed her eye again, feeling the feather like touch of the razor against her leg as Drusilla shaved her. After that leg was finished, the act was repeated with the other.

Finally, Drusilla was finished bathing Willow. She smiled, stepping from the water. She took a towel from the cabinet and said softly, "Finished Willow love. You should get out before you turn into a prune" she said laughing softly.

Willow stood, the water dripping from her body as she stepped from the tub. She walked towards Drusilla, letting the vampire dry her off. She stood still until Dru had gotten every drop of water off of her. She watched the brunette solemnly and took the offered hand. Willow followed Dru back into the bedroom, wondering if she was ever going to see clothes again. She looked at the bed, not wanting to try to sleep anymore. It was more exhausting to attempt to sleep only to be tortured by nightmares. She saw Drusilla smile, almost believing the woman knew what she was thinking.

"You are hungry, lovey" Drusilla said matter of factly. She went to the closet and opened it, pulling out a beautiful dress in emerald green. It had always been too snug for her but would be perfect for Willow's thin frame. She handed it to Willow, saying, "A beautiful dress for a beautiful doll."

"I couldn't wear this" she said softly, thinking that the elegant gown looked like something from another time. She saw Drusilla stare at her and knew that it was not a choice. She smiled, "Thank you."

Drusilla smiled, nodding as she pulled out a gown in deep scarlet for herself. She put it on, watching Willow dress. The girl's eyes still held shadows and worry and she knew it would take her time to move on. But, Drusilla was sure that Willow would soon move past this. Her friends were dead and mourning them would not bring them back. She took Willow's hand, saying, "Now we shall both go downstairs and get something to eat. Would that be nice, lovey?"

"Very nice" Willow said softly, wondering what on Earth a household of vampires would have for her to eat but deciding anything would be good. It had been at least three days since she had eaten and she was finally starting to feel that hunger. She hoped that Angelus would be gone, not wanting to see him and be reminded of what she was trying so hard to forget. "I'm very hungry."

"We shall feed you then, bella" Drusilla said, leaving the room with her hand still holding Willow's. She knew her sire and Spike were gone, having felt them leave earlier in the evening. It would just be her and Willow, which was probably for the best for now. "Let's find some food."

*****

Willow sat on the chair that Drusilla pulled out for her, her green eyes watching as the dark haired vampire began to move around the kitchen. Willow was surprised by how familiar the woman seemed to be in a place that she had always equated with humans. The deep scarlet of her dress made her dark hair appear all the more vibrant as she moved her head, a thoughtful look on her face.

"Lovey" Drusilla said, looking at the girl and frowning.

"Yes?" she asked softly.

"It appears we do not have any food" Drusilla said, her lips twitching slightly.

Willow giggled, her eyes widening as she covered her mouth. Her friends had died and she was laughing. She felt a wave of guilt spread over her as she looked in surprise at Drusilla. She saw the look in Dru's eyes and said softly, "But I'm hungry."

"Then you shall eat" Dru said, moving to take the redhead's hand. "Come along, my love."

Willow stood, wondering if she was destined to spend the remainder of what she figured was a very short life following Drusilla. She felt a cool finger run along her palm and realized that there could be worse things. Like death. "Where are we going?"

Drusilla walked outside, looking at the bright stars. "I was thinking of a burger. Would you like a burger?"

Willow smiled, nodding as her stomach growled softly. "A hamburger would be wonderful. I suddenly find that I am starving."

Drusilla looked at Willow and smiled, knowing that the girl had not eaten in several days. She also honestly doubted that the redhead was very hungry either. She hadn't asked for food in the day that she had been awake. In fact, it had taken Dru's telling her that she needed to eat to remind her that she was hungry. "Fast food it is then, lovey. Then, we shall take a walk. A long splendid walk underneath the stars just the two of us. Then I will feed. Does that sound pleasant?"

"Not the you feeding part" Willow said smiling. "But the rest sounds rather nice."

"I must feed" Drusilla said, "Just as you must eat."

"It's not the same thing" Willow said softly, shaking her head.

"Isn't it?" Drusilla asked, catching the girl's eyes. "You feed to survive as do I."

"No" Willow said, shaking her head. "Angelus and Spike...they kill for fun. It's not to survive."

Drusilla smiled fondly, "Angelus and Spike are not like me. They love the thrill of the hunt, the scent of fear, the taste of blood tinged with terror. It is their way."

"You like to hunt too" Willow said quietly.

"Of course. We all do. But, I do not need to. Nor do Daddy or Spike. They just love being feared. It is what gives them power. I do not need that sort of power." Drusilla said, seeing the wheels turning inside the girl's mind. She spoke softly, "My Willow, there are many like me just as there are many like them."

"Buffy and the others. That was cruel and deliberate" she said, her eyes shining with tears.

"Yes it was" Drusilla agreed. "Angelus wanted to torture the slayer and her little friends for accepting him and making him feel anything for humans. Had it been any other slayer, he simply would have killed her quickly and been done with it."

"So they should special because he tortured them?" Willow asked, stopping and looking at Drusilla.

"Not at all" Dru replied, frowning slightly. "It happened. Nothing will change it or bring them back. Why dwell on the impossible?"

"Because I'm a human" Willow said dryly. "We do weird things like that."

Drusilla laughed, "I will never understand humans."

"I will never understand vampires" Willow echoed, rolling her eyes.

Drusilla just smiled, "Yes you will. Just give it time."

"Time?" Willow repeated softly, looking ahead of them as they walked hand in hand. "That's something I seem to have plenty of these days."

"Enjoy it, Bella" Drusilla said, laughing. "Now, we are going to get you fed. No arguments, my love."

"No arguments, mother" Willow said, laughing as she saw the sparkle in the dark eyes that looked at her. "Food, for both of us."

*****

Spike walked into the house, glaring at one of the minions that was in his way. "Move."

The minion scattered away, fear in his eyes as he saw his sire coming up behind the blonde master. Angelus chuckled, moving past his childe. "Quit scaring the minions."

"Sod off" Spike shot back, grinning at the brunette as he started up the stairs. "You poofy bastard."

Angelus growled, his eyes flashing at his childe's insult. He suddenly frowned, listening. "They're gone."

"Who?" Spike asked, rolling his eyes as he stopped on the fifth step and looked at Angelus.

"Dru and Willow" Angelus said, glancing at the blonde. "I don't hear her heartbeat."

"Good riddance" Spike said, putting his foot on the next step.

"Spike" Angelus said, glowering at his childe's back. His eyes ran over the tight jeans molding the blonde's ass and he felt his concern over Drusilla diminishing slightly. Shaking his head, he started up the stairs. "Think about it. Drusilla out of the house with Willow?"

"Is she's daft enough to take that human bitch out, she deserves to be staked" Spike said, wondering what the big deal was.

"It worries me" Angelus said, reaching the landing. He saw blue eyes look at him with impatience and frowned. "She's my childe, just as you are. Wouldn't you want me to be worried about you?"

Spike snorted, "I'd have that chit chained to my bed, too fucking broken to move much less stake my ass. Wouldn't have to worry about me, Daddy."

"Well, you aren't Drusilla" Angelus said, tapping his fingers against the wire.

"Thank God for small favors," Spike said, smiling impishly.

"I thought you loved Dru" Angelus said, stressing the word loved.

"I do love her" Spike said, shrugging. "Doesn't mean I'd want to be her. Listening to them damn dolls? No thanks. And I'd bloody well go crazy if the stars sang to me."

"You mean, crazier?" Angelus said, his lips twitching slightly.

"You really worried about Princess?" Spike asked, frowning.

Angelus shrugged, "I don't know. She rarely goes out without one of us and taking Willow with her? Well, I somehow doubt that Willow would try anything but she continues to surprise me. I wouldn't rule anything out."

"Nah, that chit's too weak and Dru's strong." Spike said.

"Willow might surprise you yet my boy" Angelus said, not as convinced as his childe that Willow couldn't fight Drusilla. He somehow didn't she would though, which seemed to appease his demon for the time being. "You have blood on your shirt."

Spike's eyes darkened slightly, seeing the gleam in his sire's. He glanced down and mocked surprise, "Oh silly me. Guess I was rather messy."

"Take it off" Angelus said, moving gracefully from the banister and pushing his childe into their room. The sound of cotton ripping was heard as the door was kicked shut.

*****

Willow glanced up as she heard a noise. Making a face, she asked, "Are they always so loud?"

Drusilla smiled, listening to the growling and thumps coming from the room next door. "Sometimes worse."

"Geesh" Willow rolled her eyes as she glanced at the wall separating the two rooms. "Ever get tired of it?"

"I usually join them" Dru said simply. She raised an eyebrow at Willow's surprised look. "I love them, my pet."

Willow frowned, "I won't comment."

"You do not approve" Drusilla said.

"They killed my friends" Willow said softly. "I'm sorry if I can't imagine taking part in some ménage a trois with them a happy thought."

"Oh, but it is so happy" Dru said. "Their hands on your flesh, their tongues lapping between your thighs, their teeth piercing your skin....they can be so gentle, my love. And, yet, so fierce. It still astounds me they can give such pleasure."

Willow felt herself being almost hypnotized by Drusilla's soft look and whispered words. She broke eye contact with the vampire, mumbling, "I don't like them."

"You don't have to like them to enjoy them" Drusilla said, a small smile crossing her lips. "I smell your arousal, sweets. You don't find the idea completely offensive."

"They killed my friends" Willow said again, looking at the floor and trying to ignore the growls she could still hear. She didn't want to understand the heat spreading through her body as she imagined being touched and kissed by the two male vampires. No, she wouldn't think about it. Spike was a bastard as was Angelus. She'd never let them touch her.

"Yes they did" Drusilla said, brushing her hand against the girl's cheek. She pushed her hair away, simply looking at Willow's pretty face. She grinned suddenly, leaning forward and whispering, "Shall we teach them to be quiet?"

Willow looked at Drusilla, curiosity in her green eyes. "How?"

Drusilla pushed Willow back against the bed. She caught the girl's eyes, seeing the surprise but approval in their depths. She ran her tongue over Willow's throat, whispering, "Think loud my love."

****************

Spike glared at the wall, listening to the human scream out in obvious passion. "Stupid chits."

"Jealous?" Angelus asked lazily, stroking his hardening cock as he listened to Willow's cries of desire.

"Not bloody likely" Spike spat out, his blue eyes still glaring at the wall separating the two rooms.

Angelus' eyes ran over his childe's nude body, seeing the glistening head of the blonde's hard cock and laughed dryly. "Very unaffected. I can see that."

"Oh, bugger off" Spike said, standing and starting to pace as he listened to soft cries growing louder. "Stupid chit. Doesn't she realize some of us are TRYING TO SLEEP?" he hit his fist against the wall, glaring as he heard a familiar moan of passion as Drusilla began to make noises.

Angelus smiled as he watched his childe glower and pout. He saw Spike begin to stroke himself as the noises grew louder. The blonde's blue eyes narrowed as he began to thrust into his hand, one hand on the wall as Willow's cried grew louder and louder. Angelus watched Spike, as always struck by the pure beauty in his childe. He saw Spike's back straighten as he hissed, his seed spilling onto his hand and the floor. Angelus grunted, spilling his own seed onto his fist. He heard a long drawn out shriek as Willow obviously came. His eyes narrowed as he looked at his childe, both exchanging a look as the human found her release.

*******************

Willow giggled softly, rolling her eyes. "Are you this is working?" she whispered.

Drusilla smiled, listening against the wall. "Like a charm."

"Does it sound real?" Willow wondered, having never really had reason to fake an orgasm before. She heard the wall bang as Spike shouted at them. She smiled, a wicked gleam entering her eyes. She saw Drusilla wink at her as the vampire began to moan, her eyes shining with amusement.

"Very real, my pet" Drusilla said, watching the wicked yet amused look in the green eyes. She stood, moving towards the bed. She shed her clothing, knowing that their revenge against the deliberately loud mating of Spike and Angelus had been successful. She crawled over Willow, her breasts brushing against the girl's stomach. "One more pet."

Willow licked her lips, wondering at the moistness between her legs. This was Drusilla, not Angelus or Spike. Why would the soft feel of Dru's cool skin against hers be making her wet? "What?"

Dru smiled, brushing her fingers against Willow's stomach. The girl watched her hand, not making a move to stop her. She allowed a finger to brush against Willow's curls as she moved her hand in large sweeping circles. "One more."

"Huh?" Willow couldn't form coherent thoughts as Drusilla's fingers touched her wet curls.

"I'll show you..." Dru laughed softly, bringing her mouth to Willow's breast, swirling her tongue around one hard nipple as her fingers slid into the girl's tight wetness. Willow gasped at the sudden intrusion, arching up against her hand. Her moans soon filled the air again, only this time not false. Drusilla suckled her breast, pushing three fingers into her as her thumb brushed against the girl's clit. Dru loved the feeling of girls. So soft and squishy. It had been such a very long time since she had had a woman, usually not finding any that captured her interest. And never had she brought one into her own bedroom, intending to share with her sire and brother. They knew nothing of her encounters with women, content to believe that she was theirs only. The only women she usually possessed were nothing like Willow, usually a brief joining for pleasure and then food. Willow was different. She had felt it the moment she had pulled the dying girl into her arms.

She moved her mouth to the other breast, rubbing her own wetness against Willow's muscled thigh. She felt Willow arching against her, loud moans and gasps echoing in the room. She heard a low growl from the room next door, knowing instinctively that her sire and brother were enjoying the sound show. Good. Maybe they would be nicer now. She felt her fangs sliding out as she moved more quickly against Willow's thigh. Willow was holding on tightly to her shoulders, the girl's fingernails breaking the skin as she felt her first orgasm hit her. Dru bit into the girl's breast, lapping at the blood as she felt her own orgasm rock through her body. She kept her hand inside Willow, listening to the girl's long and low moan as she keened in pleasure. She smiled, nuzzling her head against her lover as she felt Willow's body collapse against the mattress. She smiled at the girl, her darks looking at the pretty thing with love, "Just like that."

"Oh" Willow said weakly, wondering if she should feel guilty about what had just happened. Feeling Dru's cool body pressed against hers, any thoughts of guilt fled her mind. This felt right, to find pleasure with Drusilla. "Glad I could be of service."

Dru laughed softly, laying her head beside Willow's. "Sleep now, my pretty little dolly."

"Yes mother" Willow said, rolling her eyes as she snuggled closer to Dru's cool body, her eyes growing heavy as she felt her juices wet on her thighs. She really needed a shower was her last thought before drifting to sleep.

*****

"Where's your little human toy?" Spike asked sarcastically as he walked into the kitchen. He glanced around the room, frowning. "We have a damn kitchen? Whatever for?"

"She's sleeping" Dru said sweetly, ignoring his other question.

Spike snorted, straddling a chair as he watched his sister. "I'll bet."

Dru raised an eyebrow and looked at him loftily, "Whatever do you mean by that?"

He rolled his eyes, "You bloody well kept the town awake this afternoon. All that moaning and groaning. Stupid silly chits."

"Jealous?" she asked, smirking at him as she finished putting away the contents of one of the sacks.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" he demanded, glaring at her.

"Because you're acting like a spoiled schoolboy?" Angelus said, winking at Dru as he walked into the kitchen.

"Am not" Spike said, scowling at them both as he searched his pockets for his cigarettes. He grinned when he finally found one, making a mental note to steal a new pack that night while hunting.

"Did you sleep well, Daddy?" Dru asked, moving to brush her lips against his cheek.

"Cheeky damn bitch" Spike grumbled, glaring at them both.

"I slept very well, Princess" Angelus said, "AFTER that little show you and your little doll gave."

"Show?" Drusilla battered her eyes innocently, "What show?"

"Don't try playing against the master, baby" Angelus said, his eyes glancing into hers.

"Whyever would I want to play?" Drusilla said, brushing her lips against his cheek before moving back towards the cabinet, ready to finish unpacking the groceries she had sent for.

Angelus laughed at that comment, "You love to play, Princess. Don't think I've forgotten that."

Drusilla just smiled, turning to put a box of cereal away. "She's so pretty when she cums."

Spike looked up, his eyes narrowing at her innocently spoken words. "We don't want to hear this."

"Actually, I find myself rather interested" Angelus remarked lazily, sitting down and watching Drusilla put her purchases away. "You went shopping?"

"Of course not" Dru said, giving him a look. "I sent for these things. Willow will be hungry, I'm sure. I want this to be as much her home as ours."

"Oh please" Spike said, rolling his eyes. "She's some little human that has captured your lust. She won't last a week tops before you're tired of her and she's dinner."

"Shows what you know, Spikey" Dru said, smirking at the flash of challenge in his eyes.

"I know it won't be long until you've broken her pretty little neck, most likely when her face is buried between your thighs, Princess" he said smoothly.

"You know nothing" Drusilla answered, laughing fondly as she saw him glower at her. She turned suddenly, a light entering her eyes. She smiled, moving from around the counter. "She's awake."

Angelus frowned, his enjoyment at watching his children fight forgotten as he glanced towards the door. Sure enough, he saw long pale legs walking down the stairs. He must be getting senile in his old age, he decided. He hadn't felt or heard her. "Yes, it appears she is."

Spike suddenly smiled, deciding to get back at Dru for her obvious disregard to his irritation at being kept awake most of the afternoon. "Wonder if she'll scream like that for me when I fuck her so hard she can't move?"

Drusilla glanced at him, her eyes flashing yellow before she smiled, "You won't touch her unless she asks you to, my love."

"Is that a threat, Princess?" he asked, raising his brow as he challenged her.

"Just a promise" she said sweetly, not rising to his obvious attempts to make her mad just as Willow came into the room. She had no intention of letting Willow see her demon until the girl was ready. The redhead had so much ahead of her to deal with, she wasn't about to add something else to her burden.

Spike stood, growling at the obvious threat in her eyes. "You going to just allow her to threaten me like that?"

"I never heard a threat, Spike" Angelus said, sighing.

"It was too a threat" Spike defended, glaring at them both. "Oh bloody hell, just shut the fuck up."

"We aren't the ones talking constantly" Dru said, smirking slightly at the obvious tension in his body. He was getting affected by Willow, despite his obvious reluctance to even think of her. Good. They could be a happy family if they'd all just get along.

He growled, his eyes flashing yellow as he pushed her against the counter. "Threaten me now, Princess" he said, pushing his body against hers. He smiled, feeling her again, "Ah, I've missed this pet. Why don't we kill the little human bitch and shag in her blood? Or better yet, let me shag her as you kill her? What do you say?"

"Let me go" Dru said, her tone bored. Her body of course was reacting to Spike. She had been his lover for more than a hundred and twenty years, after all. But, she found the idea of killing Willow and shagging in her blood distasteful. Besides, Spike wanted Willow. This was obvious proof to her mind. All he could think about was killing the girl or shagging her.

"Dru?" Willow's soft voice broke their spell. She was watching Spike push against Dru, not liking the threatening look in the blonde's eyes. She had heard his comments about killing her or shagging her as Dru killed her. She saw the look of love and desire in Dru's eyes and knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"Come on, Princess. Show her your true face. See if she lets you between those glorious thighs then" Spike hissed, pushing Dru. He didn't really understand his jealousy of the relationship between his Princess and the human, not even knowing if it was jealousy. He just didn't like Dru having someone that he and Angelus couldn't touch or shag. It wasn't fair, damn it.

"Leave it Spike" Angelus said, his tone low and warning. He could see the look in Dru's eyes and knew she was too damn stubborn to give in to Spike's deliberate baiting.

"No I won't" Spike said, his eyes glancing at the pretty little redhead before looking back at Drusilla. "Show her, baby. Let her see what she allowed into her bed last night."

"I know what I allowed into my bed last night" Willow said sharply, anger welling up inside. "A vampire. I don't need to see her ridges or the yellow in her eyes. I can only imagine it too well. And you know what? I liked it. I liked the feeling of her fangs scraping against my breast as she bit into my skin. I enjoyed the feeling of her ridges against my flesh as taste my blood. What the fuck does it matter so much to you? Just go kill someone and leave us alone and in peace!"

Spike felt himself hardening at the fire in her eyes as he listened to her words. He growled at her, pressing roughly against Dru. He tightened his hold on Dru, turned on more than he wanted to accept. He heard her slight whimper of pain as his hold became almost painful. "Damn bitch."

Willow heard Drusilla's whimper and saw a slight flash of pain in the vampire's eyes. She didn't understand what she was feeling but she didn't stop to worry about it. She moved quickly, her hand going under Spike's chin. She pulled him away from Drusilla, holding tightly as startled blue eyes looked at her.

"What the fuck?" Spike said, staring in confusion along with his sire as Willow's green eyes flashed yellow.

Willow growled at the blonde, glancing at Drusilla who was watching her with an amused smile and what could almost be considered motherly pride. "Are you OK, Dru?"

*****

"I'm fine, lovey" Drusilla said, moving toward Willow. She laid her hand on the redhead's shoulder, "Let him down, pet."

Willow let Spike go, frowning at him. "Don't hurt her again."

Spike ran his hand over his throat, his blue eyes gleaming with respect and anger. "Whatever."

"Dru, honey. What have you done?" Angelus asked softly, his eyes roaming over Willow. Unlike Spike, he had not seen the flash of yellow but he had seen the obvious strength in the human girl.

"She's mine" Drusilla said simply, resting her head against Willow's shoulder as she looked at Angelus.

"Dru?" Willow spoke softly, the anger at Spike leaving her as she felt confusion and worry enter her mind.

"Shhh, baby. It's ok" Dru said, stroking Willow's hair.

"Drusilla" Angelus said shortly, seeing the way that Spike was looking at the redhead now. What had exactly happened?

"Yes Daddy?" she said, recognizing the tone of his voice.

"What is going on?"

"She was broken, Daddy" Dru said softly. "I fixed her."

"What did you do?" Willow asked, not sure she wanted to know. Something was happening though. She couldn't ignore it.

Dru smiled, moving to sit down. She pulled out a chair, gesturing for Willow to sit down. When the redhead was seated, Drusilla took her hand, caressing her palm as she spoke. "You were dying, lovey."

"She was practically dead when we brought her here" Spike said, not taking his eyes off the redhead. She had been strong, it had surprised him. He always loved surprises.

"I couldn't lose you" Dru said quietly, "The stars told me you belonged here, with me...with us. I fed you my blood that first night on the stairs. Just enough to keep you alive. After we brought you here, you slowly continued to die. I continued to feed you, giving you enough strength to stay alive."

"I'm not dead" Willow said, shaking her head. "I feel my heart beating."

Drusilla smiled sadly, "Do you really? Or do you expect to so it is so?"

"I feel it!" Willow said, squeezing Dru's hand tightly.

"Just as you felt the need to eat? Not until I reminded you, love" Drusilla said. "I'm sorry, Willow but you've been dead for a few days."

"Why don't I feel her?" Angelus demanded, scowling.

"Do you hear her heartbeat?" Dru asked, looking at her sire.

"So, she's a vampire. Why doesn't she feel the thirst?" Spike asked, watching the conflicting emotions pass over his sire's face.

"I feed her as she sleeps. She survives on my blood" Dru said simply.

"I'm one of you?" Willow said softly, understanding suddenly why she felt no guilt. She looked at Dru, "But, that first night when I woke up? I was alive!"

"No, my pet. You believed you were alive. Your body had been dead for half a day at that time. You have retained some of your soul. I can see it in your eyes. The deaths of your friends? They keep the humanity close to the surface. I have taken care of you, allowed your demon to find its home. You shall not have a conflict with it. It is at peace within you."

"I don't feel hungry" Willow said, keeping her eyes on Dru's.

"I told you before, our kind are different. Some of us hunger often. Some do not feed for days. I fed you this afternoon, after you fell asleep." Dru said, brushing her hand against Willow's cheek.

"Well, you know what this means" Spike said, his blue eyes gleaming slightly at he stared at the pretty redhead that seemed to be a new, although reluctant, member of the family.

"What?" Angelus asked, angry at himself for not seeing the truth that had been so evident had he bothered looking. Drusilla had surprised him, yet again. His eyes ran over Willow, deciding that she could have chosen a much worse childe. The redhead's intelligence had always intrigued him and her strength still amazed him. She had survived for almost two days before dying, something he never would have believed.

Spike grinned, winking at Drusilla and Willow as he said, "We can finally call you Gramps."

*****

Willow saw Spike's smile and heard his joke. She didn't know what to say really. She had just found out that she had died and been changed into a demon without even realizing it. So much for her astute powers of observation. She had been walking around for days without a pulse and hadn't realized it. She looked at the floor, trying to understand everything that was happening. She had finally been coming to terms with the idea that Buffy and the others were gone and now she had to deal with this. She was now actually the grandchilde of the man that had been responsible for killing her friends and really her own death.

Drusilla watched Willow's face, knowing her daughter was experiencing many different emotions. She smiled softly, wishing she knew what to say to ease Willow's pain but not knowing the words. This was something Willow would have to deal with alone. Her demon was very strong but so was her soul. Together, they would balance one another. She saw Angelus glare at Spike's joke, almost laughing at them. Now was not the time for humor though. "You ok, lovey?"

Willow looked up at Drusilla. Her sire? It all seemed so unreal still. But she knew that this would not be a dream she would awaken from. She shrugged, "You just told me that I'm a vampire. I hadn't even realized I was dead, so let's just say I'm still reeling from that shock."

"I didn't hear her heartbeat but assumed you were both out" Angelus said, frowning. He was still trying to understand how Drusilla had changed the girl without his being aware of it. "I don't hear it now either. She's really one of us..."

"I'll never be one of you," Willow said, standing and letting Dru's hand go. "I have to get out of here. I have to think."

Dru watched Willow run from the room, her red hair flying behind her as she fled. "She's so confused."

"Do you blame her?" Angelus asked, scowling at his daughter. "Why, Princess?"

"I couldn't lose her, Daddy" Dru said softly. "She's mine. She belongs with us. She couldn't die."

"Why lie and let us believe she was alive?" Angelus asked. He saw Spike standing, a frown on his handsome face. "Spike, something wrong?"

"Yeah there's something wrong. My new niece is running around the streets of Sunnydale completely confused and all you two want to do is babble. Fuck this. I'll go find the silly chit." He glowered as he grabbed his duster and followed after the redhead.

"Should that scare me?" Angelus asked, looking at Drusilla.

She shook her head, smiling, "No. He'll find her. They'll be back. Don't be scared."

"That's not what I meant" Angelus said dryly. "He hated her and wanted to see her dead. Remember that?"

"He wanted her, but not dead" Drusilla said smiling. "Did you miss that too, Daddy?"

"It appears I missed quite a few things" Angelus said, shaking his head as he remembered his childe's reaction to Willow. The only thing he had seen was the night before when they had listened to Dru and Willow make love. But, if Dru had seen it, well, he was starting to really believe he was going senile.

Dru patted his arm consolingly, "It's ok Daddy. Everyone gets old."

"Old?" Angelus said, his lips twitching. "Would you like me to show you old?"

Drusilla looked at the door, knowing that Willow would be OK with Spike taking care of her. Her daughter needed some time to understand what she was now. Words would do nothing for Willow. She needed to experience it to understand her demon. She smiled, deciding to play with her sire, "Catch me if you can!"

Angelus laughed, forgetting about Spike and Willow and the things he had not noticed as he chased his daughter up the stairs, her laughter drifting down to him as she ran.

*****

Willow left the mansion, having no idea where she was running. She just had to get away from it all. There was too much to try to understand. She couldn't sit there as Angelus and Drusilla discussed her as if she were a toy that had been broken and fixed without permission. She wasn't just a doll. Drusilla had no right to change her without asking. She knew logically that she had been dying but still. What if she had rather die along with her friends, meet them wherever they were now, instead of becoming a member of the undead? Sure, Dru said that all their kind were different, but that didn't mean anything at the moment. All she knew now was that she was a vampire. If she were honest with herself, she'd have to admit that she would rather be alive like this than completely dead. It was just the shock of it all. She still wondered if Dru hadn't cast some sort of spell to keep her unaware that she had died. Not to keep her in the dark but more to protect her until she was ready to understand. She smiled knowing that there was a good chance the woman had done something just like that trying to help her.

She finally stopped running when she reached a small clearing. It was an empty lot, just waiting for some poor idiot to move into Sunnydale and build a large home. She walked through the trees until she reached the end of the land, a small cliff overlooking the lights of the town. She hadn't realized how far she had run. It must have been several miles and yet she wasn't even slightly tired. She leaned against a tree, her green eyes watching the flickering lights below. Drusilla had saved her. That much was evident. And she realized now that she had wanted to be saved. She hadn't wanted to die. But, she was still so very angry about everything. She sniffed the air, recognizing a somewhat familiar smell.

"Your little temper tantrum over?" Spike asked lazily, lighting a cigarette as he approached the girl.

Willow looked at him, her eyes flashing slightly. "Go away."

"Sorry, luv. Seems your stuck with me, well, forever now" he grinned, amused by her childish behavior.

"And another con to the list of why should I stay a vampire" Willow said sharply.

Spike laughed, "Ah, the girl has spirit. No wonder Dru took to you so well."

"Just leave me alone" Willow asked.

"Not gonna happen, pet. Deal with it. You got a family now. Running isn't going to do anything except worry Dru and piss me off when I have to run after you." Spike said, looking at the lights below.

"She isn't worried" Willow said, her connection with her sire stronger than she would have imagined.

"What is so horrible?" Spike finally asked, looking at the girl. "You have eternal life, as long as you're smart enough to stay out of the sun and avoid stakes. You have a beautiful sire that loves you. You have a family again, right after you lost those little twits that were your friends. You have strength you can't even begin to comprehend. Hell, you even managed to retain part of your soul which should help you stay alive. Why run away and sulk?"

"I am not sulking" Willow said, turning to look at him. "Why do you care? You hate me. You wanted to shag in my blood, remember?"

"That was when you were a pathetic little human." Spike said looking back at the lights. "I don't believe in keeping humans for love like it seemed Dru was doing. Humans are good for shagging, torturing and then killing." He frowned, "Well, shagging if you're into the warmth thing, which I'm not. But, to each their own. Anyway, of course I wanted you dead. I wanted you to be one of us."

"Rather ironic seeing as it turns out I was one of you at the time" Willow said dryly. "You just didn't want Dru to have something you couldn't have. Talk about me being childish." She snorted.

Spike's eyes flashed yellow as he looked at her, "I am not a child."

"Yeah, right" she shot back, her anger at the entire situation making her words sound even more rude.

Spike could see her demon pushing forward. He smiled, it having been awhile since he had sparred in anger and lust. Dru and Angelus rarely got mad, usually ignoring him until he went out and killed something. He missed those battles between his sire and himself that had happened in the beginning. He loved the blood and the shagging that always followed the fights. It seemed, looking into the spitfire's green eyes, that he may have a new opponent. "Shall I prove it, luv?"

Willow felt something pushing inside as anger and desire shot through her. She hated Spike, almost as much as Angelus. Why, then, did she find herself wanting to rip his clothes off and ride him until dawn? She could imagine him with scratches on his smooth chest, caused by her. Hot liquid shot through her, pooling between her thighs. She snarled, facing him as she allowed her to demon to come out. "Let's play, Blondie."

*****

Spike smiled, waiting. "Give me your best shot, little girl."

Willow smiled, her eyes gleaming yellow. She moved forward, her nails scraping his cheek as she swiped at him. He countered with a punch to her stomach. She growled, her leg sweeping under his and knocking him on his ass. He moved quickly, his arms grabbing her legs as she fell to the ground. He felt her hand hit his chest and reacted, his hand hitting her face as he got to his feet. Her head fell back from the force of the blow as the back hit the ground. She rolled over, getting to her feet as she face him. She moved towards him, the taste of her blood in her mouth. She began to fight him steadily, their fists making contact as they moved around the clearing. She felt his nails dig into her skin as the scent of blood began to fill the air. She got hold of his duster, pulling it from his shoulders as she moved behind him. When she had his arms caught, she kicked out, catching the back of his knees and causing him to fall.

Spike hit the ground, his demon pushing forward. He had been taking it easy, knowing this was her battle. She was good though and he was through playing nice. He snarled, his eyes yellow as he shrugged the duster on the ground and faced her. She was truly magnificent, her hair wild and around her face as her clothes hung on her body. He could see the rips in her shirt that he had made, the blood evident on her pale skin. He felt himself harden as she ran her hand over her bloody lip, smearing the blood as her yellow-green eyes gleamed. He lashed out, his foot catching her in the stomach. She came back at him, his arms easily catching her as he pushed her to the ground. She was cursing him, struggling against his body. This action only further excited him. He could taste his own blood from the scratches she had made on his face. With more practice, she would be able to fight him for hours.

"You lose" he said, his hands holding her wrists securely over her head.

"Fuck you" she spat out, arching up against the denim that was laying against her stomach. She had known he would win. He was very strong, but she had knocked him down a few times. If she tried, one day she might be able to beat him. She saw his eyes changing from yellow back to blue and then darkening as he leaned forward and ran his tongue along her lips.

"No, luv. I believe I plan to fuck you" he said, claiming her mouth roughly.

His free hand ripped the front of her green dress, baring her breasts to the night air. He pulled away from her mouth, moving down to run his tongue over her breast. His hand moved down and with the help of his knee, he pushed the long skirt of the dress up, resolving to get Drusilla to buy her some short dresses. His fingers found her wet center, dripping with need. Seemed little girl got off on fighting as much as he did. He bit into her breast, thrusting several fingers inside her tightness as she cried out from the invasion. He continued to suckle her breast as she writhed underneath him. He heard her cries become breathy gasps as she rocked against his hand. Her juices coated his flesh, the smell of sex joining the scent of blood.

Willow struggled against him, her orgasm sending her over the edge. She felt his teeth bite into her other breast as she felt his hand moved from between her legs. The sound of a zipper being lowered made her whimper as she spread her legs for him. "Please" she hissed, the ache consuming her.

"When I'm ready, bitch" he said, lifting his head, her blood on his lips. He smiled at the need in her eyes, pushing his jeans down enough to free his cock and balls. He rubbed the head of his cock against her wetness, listening to her beg. He wanted her thrashing under him when he broke through her virgin barrier. Wanted her fighting him every step of the way. It made it more exciting for both him and her. He heard her cry out as he began to thrust against her without entering her. "Scream, luv. It just makes me more hard."

"Fuck me, please" she begged, her demon straining at the submissive words.

"You sound like your little friend. Do you know he screamed just like a little girl when I ripped his heart out?" Spike said, savoring the memory.

Willow stiffened, her eyes on his. "Xander?"

"Was that the pussy's name? God, luv, you should have heard him beg for his life. Crying like a little baby" Spike said, thrusting into her deeply, sinking in to his balls.

Willow thrust up, pushing him off. She caught him by surprise, sending him onto his back. She freed her hands, her fangs flashing in the moonlight as she took his entire length into her cunt. She put her hands on his shoulders as she began to ride him, her eyes on his. "I don't want to hear his name cross your lips ever. You don't deserve to talk about him. About any of them..." she said, leaning down and claiming his mouth as her fingers dug into his shoulders. She tightened her hold on him, hearing his soft groan of approval. "Agreed?" She saw him struggle as he finally nodded. She began to move against him, enjoying the power she held over him. She felt him thrusting against her as they moved. Any pain she had felt when he had entered her had been nothing compared to her anger at his words. She pulled her mouth from his, her head going back as she tightened around him. She began to moan, moving up and down as fast as she could. She felt his thumb brush against her wet clit, sending waves of pleasure through her as she leaned down, her teeth sinking into his neck as his bit into her neck.

She felt his seed enter her as she drank his blood. It was the first feeding she was aware of, the taste giving her strength. She felt his tongue lapping at her skin as she pulled her mouth off of him. She licked at the blood she could feel on her lips, his cock still inside her as she sat up. She glanced down, seeing the scratches across her chest and the bite marks on both breasts and her neck. Her dress was torn open and ripped, the long skirt bunched up and covering their joining. She ran her eyes over his chest, his own shirt torn and chest bloody from scratches. He was grinning, blood on his mouth and a large scratch on his cheek, the bite on his neck deep and savage. She felt a wave of possessiveness sweep over her as she leaned down and lapped at the bite mark. "Mine?"

Spike laughed, his hands kneading her breasts as he felt himself hardening again. He began to push into her slowly, building the tension again. "Welcome to the family, pet."

*****

Willow followed Spike into the mansion, her eyes wandering over his now familiar form. They had fucked under the stars for hours, the taste of his blood still on her tongue. It had made her realize that Drusilla had indeed changed her. With Spike, her demon had pushed forward to fight him. Strangely, being a vampire wasn't exactly what she had imagined. She had anticipated a constant blood lust and anger. As it was, she felt little change from being human. The power was new. She rather liked it. Also, the lack of guilt about surviving while had friends had perished was rather nice. She had no idea how horrible she would have felt had she still been human. Luckily, she would never find out. She missed her friends. The demon did not change those feelings. It just dulled the pain of their loss. She sniffed the air, smelling the scent of sex and blood. After her evening with Spike, those were two scents she could readily identify.

"Smells like Daddy got lucky," Spike said, winking at her.

Willow moved past him, standing outside the door to Angelus' bedroom. She looked at Spike, curiosity in her green eyes. "Can we play?"

Spike chuckled, watching the wicked twitching of her lips and feeling himself harden. He brushed against her as he opened the door, "I think we need some family bonding. What do you say?"

Willow smiled, moving into the room. She saw Drusilla's nude body laying on the covers, marks evident on her breasts and upper thighs. Angelus lay beside her sire, his body also nude. He was different than Spike, but equally magnificent. She felt lust spread over her as she stripped the remains of her clothes and walked towards the bed. She heard Spike's zipper and knew he was undressing. She reached the bed, crawling up Dru's body slowly. She looked up and saw two pairs of dark eyes watching her progress. She smiled, leaning down and running her tongue along Dru's leg.

"I see you found her," Angelus said, amusement in his tone as he watched his blonde childe undress.

"Wasn't that difficult," Spike said, pushing his jeans down and walking nude to the bed. He straddled his sire's legs, his ass resting on Angelus' knees as he engulfed the elder vampire's cock in one motion.

Drusilla brushed her hand through Willow's hair as she felt a tongue swipe across her clit. She felt hands in her own hair and turned her head, her mouth claimed by Angelus as Willow began to taste her. Soon, she was moving against Willow's face and fingers, her fingernails raking across her own breasts as Angelus continued to savagely kiss her. Spike stroked Angelus with his mouth, knowing his sire was close. He pushed his finger into the dark haired vampire's ass as he rubbed his own stiff cock against the covers, needing friction of any kind. He roughly added another finger, deep throating his sire as he continued to finger fuck his ass. Soon, he felt Angelus' hand on his head holding him in place as seed was sent into his mouth. He swallowed it all, loving the unique flavor of his sire. He sat up, licking at the stray drops as he saw Angelus and Drusilla joined at the mouth. He glanced at Willow and saw her head buried in Dru's cunt, her hand thrusting into her cunt as she licked at her sire's juices.

Spike moved behind Willow, adding his fingers to her stretched cunt and getting them wet. He stroked his hard cock, getting it lubricated. He then moved his wet fingers to her virgin ass, pushing one and then another into her. He saw her head come up as the initial invasion before she settled back in to feast on Drusilla. He smiled, moving her hand out of the way and thrusting into her tightness several times. She was moaning into Dru, thrusting back against him. He saw Angelus and Dru stop their kissing and look at them, watching. He withdrew himself from her cunt, entering her ass in one deep thrust. Her head snapped up as her back straightened. She let out an animalistic groan as he began to fuck her ass. She stayed up, her hands kneading her breasts as her hand strayed down to rub her clit.

Angelus felt himself harden again as he watched his childe fuck Willow's ass. He sat up, moving to straddle Dru and face Willow. He caught her chin, kissing her forcefully as he rubbed his cock against her wet cleft. She returned the kiss passionately, her hand going behind his head to pull him closer. She began to rub against him, still thrusting back against Spike's rock hard cock. Angelus felt a hand on his cock, recognizing Dru's touch. He was placed at Willow's entrance and with one thrust entered her. She roughly ran her finger nails down his back as she began to be fucked by him as well as Spike. She rocked against them both, pleasure causing her to orgasm. She felt Angelus' hands on her back as he laid down, causing her to ride him as Spike continued to fuck her ass. The blonde had cum four times already and she somehow knew he would take awhile this time. She pulled her mouth from Angelus', her green eyes dazed as she looked for Drusilla. Her mouth met her sire's as she whimpered as yet another orgasm rocked her being. She settled in for a long night as Spike's mouth bit into her back, his tongue lapping at the small amounts of blood, Angelus began to suck her nipples, and Dru's fingers danced across her clit.

*****

Two weeks later

Drusilla clapped as she walked out of the shadows. "Very well done, my love."

Willow dropped the body of the man and looked at her sire, a smile crossing her lips. "He was a bad man. Such evil thoughts. I did well?"

Drusilla nodded, kissing her daughter and tasting the nasty man's blood. She pulled away, "Yes, my dolly. Your little slayer would be proud."

Willow nodded, looking at the man laying at her feet. She had been a vampire for almost three weeks. After a week of staying indoors, rarely leaving the bed, she had decided that she should use her new gifts for good. So, she had begun tracking humans that gave off an evil aura and made them dinner. That way, she was being true to her demon but she was also continuing the fight against evil that she had pursued as a human. Her sire had told her that it was a good choice, though Angelus and Spike couldn't see the difference in killing one human from another. Drusilla understood though. Willow accepted the changes in her life. She had rather taken to being a part of the family, but the humanity that she had kept could not stand the slaughter of innocents. She could also remember the feeling of joy at destroying something truly evil. Now, it was just humans instead of demons. "Shall we find Spike and Angelus?"

"Come along, lovey. They will be waiting for us," Drusilla took her daughter's hand and walked from the alley.

"Do I have blood on my dress?" Willow asked, glancing down at the purple velvet mini dress Spike had bought her. He had claimed Dru's dresses did not match her personality, so he had taken her on a shopping trip just days after their initial mating. "Spike might be angry if I ruin it the first evening I wear it."

"No he wouldn't," Dru said giggling. "He'd just make you take it off."

Willow smiled, thinking of her mate. "Yes, he would. Though, I doubt he'd need spilled blood as an excuse. He'd prefer that I never dress...less he has to remove."

"You two amuse me," Drusilla said fondly. She caught Willow's chin in her hands and looked into green eyes. "How are you, lovey?"

Willow smiled, used to this. Every night they went hunting, Drusilla wanted to know if she was doing well. "I am wonderful, Mum."

Drusilla smiled, seeing the truth in Willow's eyes. "Shall we meet the others?"

Willow looped her arm through Drusilla's, resting her head on her sire's shoulder as they walked. "Yes. Let's meet them."

Drusilla smiled, glancing at the stars. They had been right. It had taken her awhile, but her Willow was no longer broken. Her daughter had become an important part of the family in just a short time, having earned not only Spike's love, but also Angelus' respect. She had made a good choice in keeping Willow as her doll. She could honestly not imagine her life without the redhead now. She smiled when she saw Angelus and Spike turn and smile, moving from their perch against the building and walking towards them, wicked gleams in both sets of eyes as Angelus held his hand out to her and Spike took Willow's hand. She saw the happiness in Willow's eyes as the redhead began to argue with Spike. She smiled, walking with her head against Angelus' chest as they followed their arguing children home.



THE END