Family ties

Previously on Heroes;

- We see a FLASHBACK of ANGEL waking up in a white marble room. The vampire looks
confused.

- We see the old man called ENKIL

ENKIL (v.o)
“You can call me Enkil.”

ILLYRIA
“What kind of creature are you?”

ENKIL
“I am all and yet nothing. I exist in this place merely to maintain the balance between right
and wrong.”

- A CLOSE UP on Angel tensing.

ANGEL
“Why are we here?”

ENKIL
“You’re all here because you’re dead.”
(v.o)
“I have the means to send you back so you can keep up with the fight against the dark forces
of evil. But there are some terms that you have to agree on before I can make this happen.”

ENKIL
“First of all I want you to promise me that you do everything in your power to obtain the
balance between right and wrong. Second, I need to know that Illyria will stay by your side
and that she doesn’t have any attentions regarding world domination - of any sort.”

- Enkil gives Illyria a furtive glance.

ENKIL
“Good luck with that. And third…”

- A SHOT of a chagrined Angel.

 ANGEL
“And third?”

ENKIL
“You have to bring Spike back.”
(v.o)
“The dimension in which Spike exist for the moment goes by many names. It has been called
Valhalla, Walhall, Alfardaws, Assama, Falak al Aslak, Elysium, Elysian fields, Arcadia, Tien,
Olympus, Zion, Utopia, Paradise... and a name more familiar to you, Angel, and known all
over the world as - Heaven.”

- We see our band of heroes coming out from the portal in the alley.

SPIKE
“It’s quiet. Where are all the sounds of the cars, sirens and people in general? There’s
nothing…”

- We see the stunned expression on Angel’s face.

ANGEL
“You’re right…”

- A shot of SPIKE picking up a newspaper.

SPIKE
“It’s dated five months after the battle!”
(v.o)
“The city is in ruins.”

- We see GUNN lying on the couch at the HYPERION. And we hear his ragged cough.

GUNN
“It warms my heart to hear you bicker like an old married couple.”

- A TIGHT SHOT of a bag lying next to the couch. Gunn points at it.

GUNN
“Is that for me?”

- We see ILLYRIA standing at Gunn’s side, looking rather worried.

 ILLYRIA
“The half-breed and I acquired it for you, Charles. Your condition is worsening.”
(v.o)
“Charles is dying.”

- We see Angel digging through the bag. He gives Gunn a sot of penicillin, watching the man
relax.

ANGEL (v.o)
“Not yet.”

- We see the blank expression on Gunn’s face as he lies perfectly still on the couch.

ANGEL
“Gunn?”

- ZOOMING IN on Angel shaking Gunn’s lifeless body.

ANGEL
“Gunn! Gunn!”

- We see a dark-haired young woman step out from a SUV.

- We see the dark-haired woman outside a door, which opens up and reveals GILES.

GILES
“Aerin. Welcome to L.A.”

AERIN (v.o)
“A slayers last outpost.”

- We see Angel fighting and hear someone applauding in the background. It’s AERIN.

- A WIDE SHOT of Aerin, Giles, BUFFY, WILLOW, DAWN and ANDREW together in a
room.

- ANGLE on Angel picking up a phone.

ANGEL
“Buffy.”
BLACK OUT-
 Family ties
By: Mariana

INT. UNKNOWN CAVE - SOMEWHERE IN NEVADA - DATE AND TIME UNKNOWN

AN AIR SHOT of a STREAMING RIVER, then the CAMERA PAN DOWN, follows the river
UPSTREAM and we have a LONG SHOT of an ENTRANCE to a CAVE ahead. The CAMERA
ZOOMS IN on the cave as we get CLOSER and closer and SUDDENLY we have a WIDE
SHOT of the inside of the cave. It’s a dark and hostile environment.
The CAMERA PANS FORWARD, deeper inside the cave. SUDDENLY we hear NOISES and
SOON enough we see a light further ahead. As the CAMERA gets CLOSER we see it’s a small
FIRE and that there are three figures sitting around it. A CLOSE UP of the fire and the three
figures reveals that they appear to be SHAMANS of some sort. They’re clothed in black,
weather-beaten robes and their hair is long and not well groomed - to say the least. It also
appears that they’re CHANTING something in an unknown LANGUAGE.
OUT OF NOWHERE a FOURTH shamans appears, and he’s dragging something - or
someone behind him. As the CAMERA FOCUS on this, WE can see it’s a DEMON that the
shaman has chained. And a closer look reveals that it’s the demon that SPIKE visited in
Africa to get back his SOUL!!! (A.N: Didn’t see that coming actually. It was a spur of the
moment. Or was it? I must admit that I had plans to write something similar to this - but not
in this episode. Well, we’ll have to see how this plans out…)
The CAMERA LEAVES the struggling demon and returns to the three shamans by the fire.
They keep chanting on something as they throws something on the fire, making it sparkle.
NEXT THING we hear how the chained demon ROARS in AGONY.

FADE OUT-

INT. THE HYPERION - SPIKE’S BEDROOM - ESTIMATED 23.00 HOURS

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on Spike’s bed, revealing the blonde vampire sleeping in it. Then
he stirs, his eyes snaps open and he sits up with a ragged moan. In general, our favorite
blonde vampire seems rather stricken by something. Could he have had a nightmare??

ILLYRIA
“Your sleep cycle has been disturbed.”

The CAMERA PANS ACROSS the room to reveal ILLYRIA sitting in the chair. Her eyes are
steadily locked on the newly awakened vampire.
 SPIKE
(mumbling)
“’S’ just a nightmare, pet.”

ILLYRIA
(tilting her head)
“Another one?”
(beat)
“You appear to experience them a lot.”

A WIDE SHOT of the room as SPIKE runs a trembling hand through his tousled hair. He lets
out a deep breath and relaxes against the pillow. And damn, he looks sexy as always!!

SPIKE
(drawing out the words)
“Yeah… But this time it seemed different.”
(pause)
“I mean really different.”

ILLYRIA
(gracefully getting up from the chair)
“How does this nightmare separate from others?”

SPIKE
“Dunno. It just does.”
(thoughtfully)
"The subconscious is a funny old thing."

ILLYRIA
(crossing her arms)
"If your subconscious is telling something, you should do best to listen.”

SPIKE
(conceding)
"You may be right there, luv."

FOCUS ON Spike as he sits up and leans against the wall. He looks over in Illyria’s direction
and fires of a smile. Sooo cute…

SPIKE
“So, Blue… Don’t you ever dream?”
 ILLYRIA
(tilting her head to the other side)
“In my former state I did not. But there are fragments… Inflicted by the Burkle persona… I
can not seem to stop it.”

SPIKE
(curiously)
“What do you dream about?”

ILLYRIA
(looking away)
“I can not remember.”

A TIGHT SHOT of Illyria as she says that. But we get a feeling that she do remember, and
that quite well, what she dreams about. Oh, yeah, our little Smurfette has secrets!!

ILLYRIA
(wanting out of the spotlight)
“What did you dream about?”

SPIKE
“Huh?”
(beat)
“Strangely… I can’t remember.”
(shrugging)
“All I know it was not something good.”

A CLOSE UP on Spike as he gets up from the bed with the blanket around his waist. He
appears to be heading towards the bathroom, but has only taken a few steps, when he
suddenly FALLS to the floor. He remains there - seemingly UNCONSCIOUS.
PANNING ACROSS the room to Illyria as she rushes to the vampire’s side and kneels down.

ILLYRIA
“Spike?”
(shaking his shoulder)
“Spike!”
FADE OUT-

CR ED IT S
(See attached WMV)
 ACT I

INT. THE HYPERION - THE LOBBY - ESTIMATED 01.00 HOURS

ALL LIGHTS ON ANGEL, ILLYRIA and AERIN as they stand in a circle in the middle of the
room, looking from one to another.

AERIN
”So, what will we do about Spike?”
(beat)
”I mean we can’t just leave him. Right?”

ANGEL
(shaking his head)
”No. Someone has to stay here and watch over him.”

ILLYRIA
”I will stay here with Spike.”
(noticing Angel’s knitted brow)
”I am capable to watch over the half-breed.”

ANGEL
”Nah, don’t think so, Illyria.”
(turning to Aerin)
”How about it? Can you have a look out for him?”

AERIN
”No sweat. You two just go on your merry way.”
(bright smile)
”Say hello to Buffy from me, ’k’?”

ANGEL
”I’ll do that.”

FOCUS ON Angel and Illyria, the later on very hesitant, as they turn their backs on Aerin
and heads to the door. We then see them from Aerin’s POV as they disappear from our view.
The door closes behind them and the CAMERA SPINS AROUND to show us Aerin as she
sighs and starts walking up the stairs. We follow her with a STEAD CAM as she strides down
the corridor and stops outside a door. She opens it very slowly and peeks in.
 AERIN
”Spike?”

SPIKE
(muffled)
”Yeah?”

A CLOSE UP on Aerin as she steps in and closes the door behind her. She walks over to the
chair (Illyria’s chair!!) and sits down in it with her eyes steadily locked on the vampire.
The CAMERA PANS ACROSS the room to reveal SPIKE lying under the covers in his bed.
Oh man, he doesn’t look so well.

AERIN
(carefully)
”How are you? Feeling any better?”

SPIKE
”Just peachy.”
(turning his head to her)
”Have they gone? To see Buffy and the others?”

AERIN
”Yup. To bad we couldn’t join them.”

SPIKE
(brief smile)
”Right.”
(sighing)
”Maybe it’s for the best, heh?”

AERIN
(questioning)
”What do you mean?”

A TIGHT SHOT of Spike as he closes his eyes and turns away his head.

SPIKE
(hoarsely)
”I’m saying that I wouldn’t wanna be there for the happy reunion between Angel and Buffy.”

FADE OUT-
CUT TO-

INT. UNKNOWN BEDROOM - SOMEWHERE IN L.A - ESTIMATED 02.00 HOURS

DOOR POV of a bedroom, with pink walls and a rather large bed under a window. The only
other furniture in the room is a bed table and a white, cosy couch. There’s a person, a female,
sitting on the bed, with her head leaning against her knees. The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on her
as she lifts her head to stare out into nothing. It’s BUFFY, and we can see that there are tears
in her eyes.

SPIKE (voice over)

“You listen to me. I’ve been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I’ve
seen things you couldn’t imagine, and done things I prefer you didn’t. I don’t exactly have a
reputation of being a thinker. I follow my blood, which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction
of my brain. So I make a lot of mistakes, a lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years,
and there’s only one thing I’ve been sure of: you. Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for
anything. When I say, “I love you,” it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It
has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your
kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with
perfect clarity exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the one, Buffy.”

BUFFY
(whispering)
”I don’t wanna be the one.”

DAWN
”Buffy?”

The CAMERA SPINS AROUND to show us DAWN standing by the door. She studies the
expression on her sister’s saddened (?) face.

DAWN
(carefully)
”Are you sure that you’re okay?”

The CAMERA RETURNS to a WIDE SHOT of the scene, so that we get a good look on both
of the characters.
DAWN
”I mean… I know that it must have been a shock to hear that Spike came back and fought at
Angel’s side, but I didn’t think that it mattered that much to you.”
(beat)
 ”I thought that you were over him. That you didn’t care anymore.”

BUFFY
(soft whisper)
"It matters."
(hoarsely)
"I did care.”

DAWN
(sitting down next to her sister)
”But you didn’t seem at all sad when you understood that Spike wouldn’t come back after the
Hellmouth closed.”

BUFFY
(deep breath)
”Because I wasn't sad.”
(shuddering)
”I was happy.”
(brimming eyes)
”For him.”

DAWN
”What do you mean?”

BUFFY
(whispering)
"Back in Sunnydale, before we closed the Hellmouth… I wouldn't have been able to get
through those last few days at all if it wasn't for him. And it's what he wanted. He wanted
to... to help me.”
(beat)
”To save me. And he did. I finally let him, and he did."

A CLOSE UP on Buffy as she dips her head, and we can her tiny sobs coming from her. Dawn
seems unable to say anything that could make Buffy feel any better.

DAWN
(laying a hand on Buffy’s shoulder)
“Hey… You’ll see him soon, remember?”
(assuring smile)
“And everything will be okay.”
FADE OUT-
CUT TO-

INT. GILES’S HEADQUARTERS - GILES’S OFFICE - ESTIMATED 02.30 HOURS

A WIDE SHOT of the office reveals that it’s filled with people: GILES, BUFFY, DAWN,
ANDREW, WILLOW, ILLYRIA and ANGEL.

BUFFY
(grim look)
”I thought Spike would be with you?”
(beat)
”And where’s Aerin?”

ANGEL
(clearing his throat)
”Ahem. They…”
(looking around for help and not getting any)
”Something happened to Spike and she volunteered to look after him.”

BUFFY
(gritting her teeth)
”Something happened to Spike?”

FOCUS ON ILLYRIA as she walks over to Buffy and studies her as if looking at a tiny bug.

ILLYRIA
(tilting her head)
“I can feel power in you.”

BUFFY
“Do I know you?”
(turning to Angel)
“Who’s this?”

ANGEL
“Buffy, I don’t think…”

ILLYRIA
(sneering)
“My name is Illyria. Shaper of worlds. Worshiped by countless minions. I’ve been known to
destroy creatures like you for daring speak to me.”
 BUFFY
(unimpressed)
“You’re that smurf Aerin told us about.”

ILLYRIA
(steaming)
“Smurf?”

WILLOW
(whispering)
“Fred…?”

FOCUS ON Illyria and WILLOW as Illyria turns around to the witch.

ILLYRIA
(tilting her head)
“You knew this shell?”

WILLOW
(wincing)
“Yes. I knew her.”

BUFFY
(still pretty much single-minded)
“So… What’s wrong with Spike?”
(beat)
“He’s gonna be alright?”

ANGEL
“We think so. But Aerin stayed behind to watch over him in case.”
(noticing Buffy’s pouting lips)
“She does seem to get along with him just great.”

A TIGHT SHOT of Buffy as she pouts even more and crosses her arms. Aw, she looks so cute.
And so darn annoyed by the fact that another woman is taking care of her vampire.

BUFFY
(muttering)
“Fine. Why doesn’t she just go marry him?”
 WILLOW
“Er… Buffy.”

BUFFY
(hastily)
“I know, Willow. Bad choice of words.”

GILES
(nodding)
“Exactly. The last thing we need is for Spike and Aerin to start plan for a wedding.”

ILLYRIA
(curiously)
“Wedding?”

ANGEL
(explaining)
“Two people making a vowel to each other. To always love and protect the other.”
(beat)
“You could say it’s a ceremony that binds one to another.”

A TIGHT SHOT of Illyria as she shakes her head and hold up one hand as if to stop Angel
from saying another word.
ILLYRIA
”No. Spike belongs to me now.”

ANGEL
”Illyria, Spike’s not a pet or something you can own. He’s a being with his own free will.”

FOCUS ON Illyria as she turned her back against the vampire to stare maliciously at Buffy -
who return the stare dead on. It’s a battle between two strong-willed women. Go, Buffy!!

ILLYRIA
(pointing at Buffy)
”Yet he once belonged to her.”

ANGEL
(shaking his head)
”He loved Buffy. That’s completely different.”
(calmly)
”And something you can’t understand, I’m afraid.”
 ILLYRIA
(cocking her head)
”He maybe loved her.”
(beat)
”But not anymore.”
(tilting her head to the other side)
”She abandoned him. Left him to die.”
(coldly)
”Is that what you call love?”

A TIGHT SHOT of Angel as he looks at Buffy with a sad expression on his brooding face.
Guessing here that he still loves her deeply and that he will never stop loving her.

ANGEL
(honestly)
”Buffy had no other choice.”
(furtive glance at the silent slayer)
”If she had stayed she would have died with him. And Spike didn’t want that. He asked her to
leave. I guess that he loved her to much to let her die there with him.”

A CLOSE UP on Buffy’s face as tears is streaming down her cheeks. (A.N: This has been a
rather touching moment, has it not? I love the fact that Angel somehow has accepted the fact
that Buffy really did love Spike when she said that she did in the end of the Buffy episode
7.22 ’Chosen’.)

BUFFY
“Thank you, Angel.”
(looking at everybody)
“He’s right. Spike did all that for me. And when he did that… At that moment…”
(beat)
”I think… I think I touched his soul.”

WILLOW
(breathlessly)
"Wow. What was it like?"

BUFFY
”Beautiful. It was beautiful…”
(tears coursing down her cheeks)
“He was beautiful.”
FADE OUT-
 ACT I I

INT. THE HYPERION - SPIKE’S BEDROOM - ESTIMATED 03.00 HOURS

ALL LIGHT ON SPIKE and AERIN, sitting on Spike’s bed in the dark room. The night lamp
is lit and sends out the usual flickering light, making funny shadows on the walls. FOCUS ON
the two people on the bed as they seem to be deep in conversation with each other. It looks
to be a rather intense moment and aren’t we just dying to find out exactly what they’re
talking about?

AERIN
(silently)
“I need to know.”
(looking lost)
“Do you still lover her?”

SPIKE
(furrowed brow)
“What?”

AERIN
(calmly)
“Buffy. Do you still love her?”’

SPIKE
(shaking his head)
“I don’t know. I guess I do.”
(noticing her expression)
“I will always love her. But I am not in love with her.”

AERIN
“You got your soul back because of her.”

A CLOSE UP on Spike as he carefully extends a hand and places it on Aerin’s cheek. We

could almost see the tender expression on his beautiful face. He looks her deeply in the eyes.

SPIKE
”I did. And I can’t be grateful enough for that. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t love another
one instead… Cause I think I do.”
FADE OUT-
CUT TO-

INT. A DARK CEMETERY - DOWNTOWN L.A - ESTIMATED 03.30 HOURS

A CLOSE UP on a tombstone. We can see the inscription: Jenny Tourrant. A beloved mother.
A devoted wife. A cherished daughter. May she rest in peace.
The CAMERA PULLS BACK to a wide shot the cemetery, and thus revealing BUFFY, GILES,
DAWN, ANDREW, ANGEL, ILLYRIA, and WILLOW.
FOCUS ON Buffy as she stands by the tomb, seemingly waiting for something.

WILLOW
(impatiently)
”Geez. We’ve been waiting like forever, Buffy. Are you sure this is the right grave?”

BUFFY
(nodding)
”Quite sure.”

ILLYRIA
(longing)
”Is there a purpose to this mission? We haven’t killed anything yet.”

BUFFY
(rolling her eyes)
”Be patient.”

ANGLE ON the grave as the soil starts to uncover and a hand burst up from its depths.

BUFFY
(triumphant)
”Ah!”

We see Buffy reach for her stake and prepare herself for the kill as the vampire crawls up
from the dirt. The fledging looks rather dizzy, but there’s a surprised glint in his eyes as he
notices the tiny female with a wooden stake in her hand. Buffy starts to swing down the
stake, but misses her target as he is snapped right in front of her eyes.

BUFFY
(turning to Illyria)
”Hey! That was my kill!”
 ILLYRIA
(twisting the vampire’s head off)
”Your methods are inadequate.”

BUFFY
(gritting her teeth)
”Inadequate my ass.”

ILLYRIA
(tilting her head)
”You do not approve?”

WILLOW
(nervous laugh)
”Hey, guys… Why can’t we all be friends?”

BUFFY
(walking off)
”Whatever.”

ANGEL
(running after her)
”Buffy, wait!”

FOCUS ON Buffy and Angel as they walk side by side. We can see Angel cast a furtive glance
at Buffy - which she ignores, and then Buffy do the same to Angel - which he doesn’t notice.

BUFFY
(casually)
”So… How have you been?”

ANGEL
”Not bad.”
(sighing)
”Between Spike coming back and haunting us, getting my ass kicked by him…”
(clearing his throat)
”…which was kind of embarrassing. Losing about everyone that I care about…”
(whispering)
”Having to ask Spike give up his rightful place in heaven.”
 BUFFY
(shell-shocked)
”Oh.”

ANGEL
(looking up at the stars)
”About Spike…”
(eying Buffy)
”Do you love him?”

BUFFY
(cringing)
”I did.”
(beat)
”I do.”
(shrugging)
”What can I say. I got a thing for vampires.”

ANGEL
”Vampire fetish?”

BUFFY
”I…”
(focusing on something ahead)
”Giles?”

ANGLE ON Buffy as she follows Giles’s gaze to where Illyria had been standing. We see that
standing there now is a slender girl with long brown hair.

GILES
(walking up to the girl)
“What are you doing, Highness?”

ILLYRIA/FRED
(sweat smile)
“I thought those nasty old vampires might find me a tastier snack.”

GILES
(doubtfully)
“So you’re acting as bait, then?”
 ILLYRIA/FRED
(catchy)
“Sure am!”
(winking)
”What ya think?”

ANGEL
(chagrined)
”I’ll rather wish you could turn back to being yourself.”
(stern voice)
”Immediately”

ILLYRIA/FRED
(blankly)
”As you wish.”

A CLOSE UP on Buffy as she watches in surprise as Illyria’s entire demeanour changes back
to the Illyria she’d first met - and the Illyria WE are more used to. (A.N: Just love the way
how Amy Acker portraits these two characters so differently. It really shows that she can do
more then just smile and act all sweat and lovable.)

BUFFY
(dumbfounded)
”Wow.”

GILES
(cleaning his glasses)
”I’ll say…”

WILLOW
(chastened)
”Oh my goddess…”

DAWN
(voice breaking)
”Holy…”
(noticing Buffy’s look)
”Oh my god?”

ANDREW
”That was so cool!!”
 ILLYRIA
(gloating)
”It is rather impressive.”
(peering towards Angel)
”Spike does not react as you do.”

FOCUS ON Angel as he grits his teeth and turn his back on her. We follow him with a
STEAD CAM as he starts to walk away from the scene.

ANGEL
(over his shoulder)
”Spike didn’t know Fred as well as I did.”

BUFFY
(yelling)
”Wait for me!!”
(coming into our view)
”It really hurt you to see her like that, didn’t it?”

ANGEL
(writhing)
”Yeah.”
(contemplating)
”Fred was the sweetest, most innocent girl I ever meet.”
(beat)
”Knowing that she’s dead, that Illyria killed her… It hurts more than I can say, Buffy.”

BUFFY
(laying a hand on his shoulder)
”I am really sorry.”
(returning to be a bit single-minded)
”She said that Spike didn’t react as you did? Does it mean that she has done this in front of
him as well?”

ANGEL
”I guess.”
(peering at her)
”You miss him, right?”
 BUFFY
”Yeah. But I’ll see him soon enough.”
(beat)
”This thing with Aerin…”
(holding her breath)
”You say that they spend a lot of time with each other?”

A WIDE SHOT of the scene, revealing the two of them walking side by side, just passing a
statue of an angel. (Angel, angel…) although the CAMERA doesn’t show us a CLOSE UP of
the couple, we can kind of see the peeved expression in Angel’s face.

ANGEL
”Yeah. There was something between them the moment they meet. I stumbled upon her,
brought her to the Hyperion and there was Spike - shirtless. Some drivelling and trading of
hostile remarks and then they were pretty much fascinated by the other.”

BUFFY
(forced smile)
”Slayer fetish?”

ANGEL
”I’m sorry, Buffy.”

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. THE HYPERION - SPIKE’S BEDROOM - ESTIMATED 04.00 HOURS

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on SPIKE and AERIN sitting opposite the other on the vampire’s
bed. They look like they’re enjoying there time together - even tough Spike really doesn’t
look well.
AERIN
(curiously)
“What were you like? I mean before you were sired?”

SPIKE
(elusively)
“That is not important.”
(smiling)
“What matters are that you make me wanna be a better man.”
 AERIN
(contemplating)
“You are. A good man, I think.”
(beat)
“I didn’t know you before.”

SPIKE
(reluctant)
“I was a good man. Before Dru sired me.”
(noticing Aerin’s begging expression)
“I was a poet.”

AERIN
(surprised)
“A poet? Really?”
(giving him a look)
“Never would’ve guessed.”

SPIKE
(rasping)
“Told you it was not important.”

AERIN
“Were you any good?”

SPIKE
“Nah.”
(contempt)
“That’s how I got my nickname; William the Bloody.”
(beat)
“Cause of my bloody awful poetry.”

AERIN
(kissing his forehead)
“It can’t have been that bad.”

A CLOSE UP on the two of them as their eyes locks and we see how Spike slowly leans in, as
if he’s just about to kiss Aerin. And she seems to be waiting for that to happen. They are just a
whisper away from each other and if we look closely we can see the heat in Spike’s eyes - as
well in Aerin’s. Oh yeah, they are so up with the smooches.
SUDDENLY we hear a NOISE outside the door and our two heroes turn their head against it.
 AERIN
(tensing)
“Did you hear that?”

SPIKE
“I might be a little bit singed, but not that singed. f’ course I heard that..”

AERIN
(getting up)
“Stay here while I’ll check it out.”

A CLOSE UP on Spike’s face, revealing a rather odd expression on his features. It’s like his
vampire senses are telling him that there’s something terrible wrong with the whole thing.

SPIKE
(voice breaking)
“Aerin… Get away from the door…”

AERIN
“What…?”

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on the door as it bursts open with incredulous force, making
Aerin - who stood only a feet away, fly across the room, hit the wall and pass out.
We FOCUS ON the door and see a slender female sauntering in. It’s DRUSILLA!!! (Did
anyone see THAT coming??)

DRUSILLA
(clicking her tongue)
“Naughty me.”
(looking down at the slayer)
“I hurt the filthy slayer.”
(glancing towards Spike)
“Bad, bad…”

FOCUS ON Drusilla as she approaches Spike. The blonde vampire stirs and tries to sit up -
but fails miserably.
SPIKE
(shaking his head)
“No!”
(trying to push Drusilla away)
“No, please.”
TIGHT SHOT of Drusilla as her eyes narrow. She seems to realize that Spike won’t give in to
her that easily this time. She pulls back.
The CAMERA PULLS BACK to a wide shot of the room, revealing all three characters in
play. Aerin is still lying seemingly unconscious on the floor, Spike’s pressed up against the
wall and Drusilla is hovering above him like a dark angel of death.

DRUSILLA
(sternly)
“Hush now, look at me.”
(moving one hand in front of his eyes)
”Look into Mummy’s eyes.”

A CLOSE UP on Spike as he tries to avoid her eyes but he fails. Slowly, his expression goes
slack and the pain in his eyes recedes. We see how Drusilla runs a hand through his curls and
get a feeling that she’s saddened by the state in which Spike’s in. (Poor Spike.)

DRUSILLA
“I have a place for you to go, a dark place.”
(stroking his cheek)
“The cards say something’s coming, my love. Even the stars fear to speak. You’ll see, soon
everything will be as it was, my dark prince.”

A WIDE SHOT of the room, as Drusilla bends down and lifts up the mesmerized Spike as if
he weighs nothing. She then heads for the door and disappears out of sight from us. The
CAMERA PANS ACROSS the room to AERIN and shows us that her eyes is widely open and
that there’s a shocked expression on her face.

AERIN
(between breaths)
”Drusilla…”

FADE OUT-
 ACT I II

INT. THE HYPERION - THE LOBBY - ESTIMATED 05.00 HOURS

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on the door as it creeks open and ANGEL steps in, soon followed
by GILES, DAWN, ANDREW, WILLOW, ILLYRIA and last BUFFY. The dark-haired
vampire cast a glance around the lobby and seems to pick up on something as his nose
wrinkles.

ANGEL
(hesitantly)
“Hello? Spike? Aerin?”
(beat)
“Anyone?”

AERIN
“Angel…”

The CAMERA PANS ACROSS the lobby to show us AERIN slowly coming down the stairs.
It’s obvious to anyone watching that she’s not in her best shape.

ANGEL
(distressed)
“What happened to you?”

AERIN
(grudging)
“Drusilla.”
(gritting her teeth)
“She has taken Spike.”

BUFFY
(looking peeved)
“Say what?”

ANGLE ON Illyria as she steps forward and let her eyes dart from person to person. It’s clear
that she does not really know what’s going on, but that she has picked up on the importance
of the situation.
 ILLYRIA
(demanding)
“Who is this… Drusilla?”

A CLOSE UP on Angel as he twitches before everyone’s eyes. Yeah, he could feel a little bit
uncomfortable with the explaining. After all, he was the one who sired Dru in the first place.

ANGEL
(wavering)
“Well…she’s…”
(looking away)
“…she’s Spike’s sire.”

GILES
(rubbing his nose)
“And now she has come to claim him back.”

ILLYRIA
(as a matter of fact)
“I’ll find this Drusilla, make her beg before my feet, and then I’ll rip out her spine and use it
as a necklace, flaunting it to everyone so that they know what happens to those who anger
me. Then I’ll tear her apart and scatter her pieces over the world…”

FOCUS ON Buffy as she gives the ‘old one’ an incredulous look. (A.N: The tension between
Illyria and Buffy keeps on growing like a thunderstorm. It could be rather fun to see how the
whole thing develops in to maybe a blossoming catfight? Or is that too much???)

BUFFY
“Hello! Drusilla’s a vampire. She’ll be dust before you can scatter her over the world.”
(shaking her head)
“God complexes…”

ILLYRIA
(maliciously)
“You dare mock me?”
(beat)
“In my days…”

ANGEL
(sighing)
“Oh no, not your ‘in my days speech’.”
 (crossing his arms)
“We need to find away to track them down and bring Spike back.”
(looking around)
“Aerin… You, Buffy and Illyria make one team…”

ILLYRIA
(eyes glittering defiantly)
"I am Illyria, God-King of the Universe. I need no aid from these human vermin."
(moving towards the door)
“I’ll go and find my half-breed without your assistance.”
(disappearing out of our view)
“Do not presume to follow me…”

BUFFY
(vehemently)
“Will do.”

DAWN
(forced smile)
“Is there any chance that she’s gonna find Spike before any of us?”

FOCUS MAINLY ON Angel and Buffy as they speak in unison.

ANGEL
(reluctant)
“There’s a slight possibility.”

BUFFY
(upbeat)
“Nah.”

CAMERA STILL FOCUSED on the two of them as their heads turn to one and other, as they
speak in unison yet again.

ANGEL
“What?”

BUFFY
“What?”
 WILLOW
(in the background)
“We are doomed.”

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. UNKNOWN ALLEY - DOWNTOWN L.A - ESTIMATED 06.00 HOURS

A ROOFTOP SHOT of an alley, revealing someone walking with definite stride. It’s ILLYRIA
- we recognize her leather outfit and the grace which she moves with. The CAMERA PANS
DOWN to a CLOSE UP of our little Smurfette as she comes to a halt and snaps her head in a
jerky way to the left. We now see things from Illyria’s POV, and what is revealed to us is a
street - seemingly abandoned. This is not surprising since L.A’s still deserted and mostly in
ruins. Then a shadow skitters past our view and Illyria’s eyes seems to narrow. The CAMERA
PANS FORWARD to a WIDE SHOT of the street - which we thought was abandoned, as
Illyria steps out from the shadows of the alley. We can actually see that there’s some activity
going on; there are in fact DEMONS walking down the street. One of them stops in front of
Illyria and gives her a curious stare. (A.N: This demon kind of resembles a human in posture,
but his skin is lilac and he has three eyes, the third one is located in the back of his head and
he has fours sets of arms.)
DEMON
“You ooze power, blue one.”
(squinting)
“Who are you?”

ILLYRIA
(blankly)
“Do you know where I can find Drusilla the vampire?”
(beat)
“She’s taken something that belongs to me.”

DEMON
(shaking his lilac head)
“No. I’m sorry, I have not.”

ILLYRIA
“Then you have no use.”
(twisting his head off)
“Vermin.”
A WIDE SHOT of the scene shows us that all present demons have stopped in their paths to
witness the events playing before their eyes and that they look rather horrified. Illyria
ignores them and starts to walk down the street, eyes directed straight forward, as ragged
demons skittered out of her way to avoid being stepped on as she continued her single-
minded quest.

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. UNKNOWN STREET - DOWNTOWN L.A - ESTIMATED 07.00 HOURS

We follow AERIN and BUFFY with a STEAD CAM as they walk down an empty street. The
two women seem to asses one and another in secret, as they keep giving each other furtive
glances, with one looking away as soon as the other notices this.

BUFFY
(inquiringly)
“So…you…”
(deep breath)
“When you asked me all that stuff about Spike before - at the office… Were you trying to get
a feel on if it was alright to make a move on him?”

AERIN
(straight forwardly)
“Yes.”

BUFFY
(dumbfounded)
“Oh.”
(pause)
“Crap.”

AERIN
“You did say that you were over him.”

BUFFY
(clenching her fists)
“I did, didn’t I?”
(shuddering breath)
“Way to go, Buffy.”
A TIGHT SHOT of our two heroines as they come to a stop and size each other up. The
slender, petite blonde-haired Buffy meets the taller and darker slayer’s gaze. Oh, could it be a
catfight in the making? Girl against girl. Slayer vs. slayer.

BUFFY
(brooding)
“Do you love him?”

(Damn it!!! Eh he he he… Obviously no catfight here. And that’s a good thing. Absolutely…)

AERIN
(sincerely)
“I do.”
(whispering)
“I really do, Buffy.”

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. THE HYPERION - THE LOBBY - ESTIMATED 09.00 HOURS

A WIDE SHOT of the lobby reveals three figures sitting in different places. GILES sits in a
raggedy chair, and facing the two sitting on the couch; WILLOW and DAWN. All three of
them looks rather tired, but none of them makes a motion to get upstairs for some rest. And
we can only assume, at this point, that ANGEL’S not present because he’s resting.

GILES
(contemplating)
“This thing with Spike and Drusilla… It worries me.”

WILLOW
“You think she’s gonna do something to him?”

DAWN
(distressed)
“What could she do?”
(blinking)
“I mean… Spike’s one of the good guys now.”
(beat)
“Right?”
 GILES
(cleaning his glasses)
”I can’t really say what kind of man…vampire Spike is these days.”

BUFFY
”He’s a good man, Giles. Try and see that.”

The CAMERA PANS ACROSS the room so that we can see BUFFY stand by the door and
look at then with weary eyes. We’re guessing that she and Aerin didn’t find Spike.

WILLOW
(troubled)
”Are you alright, Buffy?”

BUFFY
(walking further in)
”I’m fine.”
(looking around)
”Where’s Angel?”

DAWN
”He’s resting. He thought that he maybe could help out after the sun has set. You know; pick
up a scent or something…?”

BUFFY
(shrugging)
”’S’ great. Meanwhile Spike’s in danger.”

A CLOSE UP on her face as she closes her eyes and moves her shoulders as if to relax them. It
seems that our Buffy has some tension going on there.

GILES
”You might need some rest too, Buffy.”

BUFFY
(opening her eyes)
”Not until I’ve found Spike.”

DAWN
(sternly)
”You’ll do better if you rested a bit.”
 BUFFY
(smiling briefly)
”Suppose you’re right.”
(heading towards the stairs)
”I’ll be down soon.”

GILES
”And we will be here.”
FADE OUT-
CUT TO-

INT. GILES’S HEADQUARTERS - BUFFY’S BEDROOM - 11.00 HOURS

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on BUFFY sitting on her bed with her head leaning against her
knees and a pained expression on her face. She sighs a little and really looks tired, but yet she
seems not willing to lie down and get some rest. A rest she probably needs.

BUFFY
”Spike…”

SPIKE
”That’s my name.”
(beat)
”Don’t wear it out.”

We see Buffy snapping her head in the direction of the voice and there’s SPIKE - standing in
her doorway and looking as good as ever, with that smirk on his face and a lifted eyebrow.
The CAMERA FOCUS on Buffy as she tumbles out of bed and races across the floor so that
she can finally throw herself into his waiting arms. Spike catches her and folds his arms
around her while burying his face in her cascading hair.

SPIKE
(muffled)
”Buffy, luv…”

BUFFY
”Oh my god. I was so afraid that I had lost you again.”
(looking up at him)
”That I had lost you without ever seeing you.”
(shaking her head)
”Why didn’t you tell me that you were alive?”
 SPIKE
(hesitant smile)
”Maybe I thought that you would slap me around if I did?”
(receiving a punch)
”Ow. There you see.”

BUFFY
”Idiot.”

A CLOSE UP of the two of them as Spike effortlessly lifts her up in his arms and carries her to
the bed, where he gently sits down with her in his lap and her arms around his neck. Buffy
looks at the blonde vampire as if she can’t believe her eyes. (Neither can we. How the hell did
Spike manage to escape from Drusilla? And wouldn’t we like to know what has happened to
him during the time he’s been gone?)

SPIKE
(caressing her hair)
”I’ve missed you, pet.”

BUFFY
(star eyed)
”How did you escape from Drusilla?”

SPIKE
”I killed her. As soon as I’ve freed myself I broke of a leg from a chair and ran it through her
heart. She’s dead, luv.”

BUFFY
”I’m sorry, Spike. I know what she meant to you.”

SPIKE
(sad smile)
”That’s okay, Buffy. I had to do it.”
(pressing his cheek against her cheek)
”I had to come back. Cause I realized something while Dru held me prisoner.”

BUFFY
(curiously)
”What did you realize?”
A TIGHT SHOT of Spike as he pulls back to look down at Buffy with shimmering eyes. He
lifts a hand and press it against her cheek as he draws her face closer to him as if he’s about to
kiss her. We can see the longing look on the slayer’s face.

SPIKE
”I realized that I had to get back here, to you.”
(bright smile)
”So that I could tell you…”

BUFFY
”Tell me what?”

The CAMERA FOLLOWS Spike as he lifts her off his knee and gets up from the bed. He
starts pacing back and forth, stopping to look at her once in a while. It’s clear that he has
something very important to say to her. Finally he stops and stays still. He looks down at
Buffy who looks up at him with questioning eyes.

SPIKE
“That I....I love.…”
(his words are cut short by the gasp of air that escapes his lips)

BUFFY
(whispering)
”Spike…?”

ANGLE ON Spike and the pained look on his face as he reaches for her.

SPIKE
(choking)
“Buffy”

FOCUS ON Buffy as she stares at the blonde vampire with wide eyes as she reaches out to
grab him. But she can’t get a hold on him - because, in front of our eyes, Spike dissolves into
ASHES. Ashes that sift through Buffy’s fingers.
A CLOSE UP on Buffy’s face as tears fall from her eyes when she looks down at the remains
of her ex-lover. We see her falling to her knees and running her hands through his ashes.

BUFFY
“Spike.”
(hoarsely)
“Spike… oh god,.... Spike...come back… please come back.”
 DRUSILLA
”My dark prince thought he could get away.”
(clicking her tongue)
”The stars were angry at him. Told me he was mine.”
(eyes glittering)
”Always mine. My Spike.”

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on Drusilla standing over Buffy.

DRUSILLA
”He sleeps now. Hush, don’t wake him.”

BUFFY
(clenching her fists)
”You killed him.”

DRUSILLA
(pointing at Buffy)
”No. You killed him. Filthy slayer.”
(crying)
”You killed my Spike.”

ANGLE ON Buffy as she looks down and to our surprise we see a STAKE in her hands. A
stake that wasn’t there just a few seconds ago. Then we see how Buffy lifts her gaze and cries
out:

BUFFY
”Spike!!!”

A WHITE FLASH. Then the CAMERA ZOOMING IN on Buffy as she jolts up from the bed,
cold sweating and panting frenetically.

BUFFY
(panicked)
“A dream. It was just a dream.”

A CLOSE UP on Buffy as she buries her face in her hands. We can see her shoulders moving
and the muffles sobs. (Poor Buffy. But at least we know now that it had only been a dream.
Spike could very much, and likely, be alive.)

FADE OUT-
 ACT I V

INT. UNKNOWN STREET - DOWNTOWN L.A - NIGHTFALL

A WIDE SHOT of the scene, revealing seven figures walking down an empty street. As they
come closer we see that it’s ANGEL, AERIN and GILES in the front and walking just a few
steps behind them are BUFFY, WILLOW, DAWN and ANDREW.

BUFFY
(impatiently)
“Are you sure this is the right way?”

ANGEL
(growling)
“I’m sure. I can pick up their scent.”

BUFFY
“Eww. Didn’t I tell you what I think about the whole vampire smell thing?”
(beat)
“It’s gross.”

ANGEL
“Shush.”

BUFFY
(hands on her hips)
“Did you just ‘shush’ me?”

ANGEL
(holding up his hand)
“I thought I heard something.”

We do her a tiny NOISE and the CAMERA ZOOMS IN on a MOUSE running over the street,
in front of our heroes. The CAMERA PANS UP to show us a CLOSE UP ON Buffy’s face. She
doesn’t look very impressed.

BUFFY
“Wow. Really.”
 ANGEL
(if he could have blushed, he’d blushed)
“Shut up.”

GILES
(suggesting)
”Maybe we should split up?”

BUFFY
(agreeing)
”We could cover more ground that way.”

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. A DARK ALLEY - DOWNTOWN L.A - ESTIMATED 22.00 HOURS

We follow BUFFY with a STEAD CAM as she enters a dark alley. It seems that she’s alone
and we can only assume that it’s by her own choice. She kicks a rock out of the way, sighing.

BUFFY
(muttering)
”I hate Spike’s exes.”
(beat)
”And everyone that will become his exes.”
(hesitation)
”I hate them all.”

WHISPERING VOICE
”Now, now, such rage. Can’t be good. Can’t be right.”

FOCUS on Buffy as she swirls around so that she ends up face to face with DRUSILLA, who
slowly appears from the shadows. The dark vampire studies the slayer with glistening eyes.
We see Buffy tensing and how she reaches for her stake that she has put in her waistline.

BUFFY
(gritting her teeth)
”Drusilla.”
 DRUSILLA
”You search for my Spike.”
(shaking her head)
”Alas, he’s lost to the slayer.”
(humming)
”Lost…forever lost…”

BUFFY
(rolling her eyes)
”You really are crazy.”
(deep breath)
”I should just kill you.”

A CLOSE UP on Drusilla as she waves her hand in the air as if she tries to grasp after
something there. Then she lowers her head and stares at the agitated slayer.

DRUSILLA
“You’ll kill me?”
(snickering)
“I wonder why you haven’t already?”

BUFFY
“I should’ve.”
(coldly)
“I wish I’d killed you long ago.”

DRUSILLA
(smiling)
“No you don’t. But thanks for saying it.”

A TIGHT SHOT of Buffy’s face as she (and we) recognize the words spoken by SPIKE to
Buffy at the Hellmouth after Buffy told the blonde vampire that she loved him.
The CAMERA PULLS BACK to show us Drusilla circulates around the frozen slayer. Then
she melts in with the shadows again and disappears out of sight, all the while Buffy’s in a
almost catatonic state.

ANGEL
(appearing in sight)
“Buffy? Are you alright?”
 BUFFY
(twitching)
“What?”
(blinking)
“Yeah. I’m fine.”
(looking around)
“Let’s go.”

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. UNKNOWN ROOM - SOMEWHERE IN L.A - ESTIMATED 23.00 HOURS

The CAMERA ZOOMS IN on SPIKE lying half naked on a marble table. He seems to still be
unconscious and CHAINED up. But as we FOCUS on the blonde vampire, he stirs and the
eyes snaps open to show us the confusion in them.
Suddenly we hear a NOISE and the CAMERA PANS ACROSS the room to reveal DRUSILLA
in the shadows.

DRUSILLA
(dancing over to Spike)
“My lover’s awake.”
(running her fingers through his hair)
”My sweet boy…”
(pulling his head back, hard)
“Trust me, Spike.”

SPIKE
”Dru…”

DRUSILLA
(whispering in his ear)
“I’m going to get my Spike back pure. No filthy soul within. No Slayer in his heart.”

ALL LIGHT on the two of them as Drusilla leans in. She kisses Spike, grinds her mouth
against his and splitting his lip. When blood wells from the cut, she cooed softly and licks it
away.
SPIKE
(turning his head to the side)
”Stop it, Dru.”
A TIGHT SHOT of Drusilla as her face falls, and she sniffles.

DRUSILLA
"My sweet, aren't you pleased to see me?"
(clicking her tongue)
“My little Spike burnt in the Hellmouth by that nasty Slayer."
(running a sharp nail along his cheek, making him bleed)
"I couldn't help you then, the stars wouldn't let me. I can now, my darling. It'll be perfect. It
will be as it should be."
(licking the blood off)
“Trust your mummy.”

SPIKE
(cringing)
“What the hell are you doing?”

DRUSILLA
(singing softly)
“Early one morning, just as the sun was rising…”
(straddling him)
”…how could she use a poor maid so?”
(pressing her lips against him)
”I missed you.”

A TIGHT SHOT of them as Drusilla starts to unbutton her black dress. She casts her head
back, making her mane of hair dance around her face. She moves gracefully over Spike. But
the blonde vampire does not seem to appreciate her obvious intentions of sex. He wriggles
under her, but is stopped by the chains. He growls.

DRUSILLA
(biting him in the neck, drawing blood)
“I’m sorry. I’m a wicked, wicked girl.”

FADE OUT-
CUT TO-

INT. GILES’S HEADQUARTERS - BUFFY’S BEDROOM - ESTIMATED 22.00 HOURS

We see BUFFY sitting on the sofa with her head turned to the window. It’s open and lets in a
soft breeze that plays with her loose hair, whisking it around her face.

SPIKE (v.o)
“I know you’ll never love me. I know that I’m a monster. But you treat me as a man. And
that’s… Get your stuff. I’ll be here.”

BUFFY
(sniffling)
“I do love you.”

WILLOW
“Buffy?”

ANGLE ON WILLOW as she hesitantly walks into the room, followed by DAWN. The two
of them approach Buffy and sits down on the bedside.

DAWN
“Are you alright?”

BUFFY
(nodding)
“I’m fine.”
(looking up)
“It’s just too much, you know?”

WILLOW
“We know. I mean…wow. Spike’s alive.”

DAWN
“And kidnapped by Drusilla.”
(beat)
“Who saw that coming?”

BUFFY
(a shuddering breath)
“Not me.”
 WILLOW
(shaking her head)
“Not me.”

ANDREW
(from the door)
“Me neither!”

The CAMERA PANS ACROSS the room to show us ANDREW at the door. He stares at the
three women for a second - then we follow him with a STEAD CAM as he lunges forward
and jumps up in the bed to join them, accompanied with the girls protests.

DAWN
(slapping him in the head)
“You didn’t tell Buffy that Spike was back!”

BUFFY
(grim look)
“Why didn’t you?”

ANDREW
(apologetically)
“He asked me not to.”
(beat)
“Besides… You were with the Immortal then.”

A CLOSE UP on Buffy’s face. She looks flabbergasted to say the least.

BUFFY
(caught off guard)
“Oh my god… Did you tell Spike that?”

ANDREW
(shaking his head)
“Didn’t have to. He saw it with his own eyes.”

BUFFY
(crestfallen)
“Oh my god…”
 WILLOW
(eagerly)
“But nothing happened between Buffy and the Immortal.”
(furtive glance at the slayer)
“Right?”

BUFFY
(coughing)
“There was this once…”
(noticing Andrew’s look)
“I was mourning for Spike, damn you!”
(chastened)
“The Immortal… he was just convenient.”

DAWN
(hugging her sister)
“Nobody blames you. You thought that you had lost Spike forever. It’s just natural that you
wanted some comfort. And you broke up with the Immortal almost immediately.”

BUFFY
(cupping Dawn’s cheek)
“Have I told you how much I love you?”

FOCUS ON Dawn as she fires off a mega watt smile.

DAWN
“Almost every day. And I love you to, Buffy.”

BUFFY
(looking around)
“I love all of you, guys.”

ANDREW
(chipping in)
“Even me?”

BUFFY
(benevolent)
“You too, Andrew.”
 ANDREW
(gloating)
“I love you Buffy. And I love Spike.”
(knitted brow)
“But what will happen now? Spike has been whisked away by his dark princess and we have
no idea were he is.”

BUFFY
(convincing)
“We’ll find them.”

DAWN
(cheerfully)
“Absolutely.”

WILLOW
(bouncy)
“That’s the spirit.”

BUFFY
“And when we do… I kill that bitch.”

FADE OUT-

CUT TO-

INT. UNKNOWN WAREHOUSE - DOWNTOWN L.A - CLOSE TO MIDNIGHT

ALL LIGHT on DRUSILLA and SPIKE. Drusilla dances around the table, touching Spike from
then to then.

DRUSILLA
(humming)
“…crawling… under my skin, inside, creepy crawlies… I feel you… here and here…”

SUDDENLY we hear a NOISE and there are figures coming out from the shadows by the
walls. It’s the shamans - and they are surrounding the table, where Spike lies chained. (What
the hell is going on?) They start to chant.
 DRUSILLA
(cooing)
“Look at you, so bright, so lost, my poor little lamb.”

SPIKE
“Dru… What are you gonna do with me?”

DRUSILLA
(running her hands over his chest)
“I’ll save you.”
(placing her cheek against his skin)
“I’ll take away you soul.”

ZOOMING IN on Spike’s shocked face.

SPIKE
“No…”

THE IMAGE FREEZES AND A LINE OF LETTERS SHOWS: TO BE CONTINUED…

BLACK OUT-

END OF EPIS ODE