~A continuation to "Things Change." by Danielle a.k.a Drugal197@aol.com
Disclaimer I do not own the characters of Spike and Drusilla, they belong to Joss Whedon, The WB and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I'm only responsible for the ideas in this story. The other characters metioned are not real and do not represent anyone.
Spike sat in the chair frantically. It had been a hour since Drusilla had passed out. He was sure she wasn't dead, she hadn't been staked or anything else for that matter, just hit. She'd recover soon, he knew that. He heard her whimper softely. He walked over to the bed. "Ducks, are you ok?" he asked. Drusilla opened her eyes, she could see the relief in Spike's eyes. "My head feels shakey, but Spike there's something you need to know." Dru said. Spike sat down, he was worried beyond belief. "I'm sick Spike, I'm not going to get better anytime soon, either. The bruises are going to stay for a long time" said Dru. Spike let out a nervous laugh. "What are you talking about Dru, you're going to be fine....just bloody fine" Spike replied. "Spike my pet, I'm sick, but you'll take care of me" spoke Dru. (She's not kidding around) "I'll get you strong again, my sweet. Spike is going to take good care of you" Spike said in a sweet tone. His sweetness turned to anger. "Those wretched blokes, picking on you like that, I swear if I see one of them, I'm going to bash their brains in" Spike said angrily. "Spike, don't worry about that now, we have to get out of Prague, it's not safe."Dru said. "Not safe, I'll kick their...." Spike began to say. Dru touched his lips. "Ssshhhh" Dru mumered. "You want to leave anyway, we'll be o.k." Dru said. Drusilla always knew how to calm Spike down. Her innocencent voice always soothed his anger. "I'm going to get something to eat, are you going to be o.k?" Spike asked. "I will, hurry back luv."Dru answered. Spike kissed Dru's lips gently. Drusilla watched as Spike left the cottage.
Spike sat down on a bench next to a young blond. "Hello luv, how are you?" Spike asked. The girl replied "Fine and you?". He could tell she was an american. "I'm alright, where are you from?" he asked. "America" she replied, Spike looked at her with confusion. She knew he knew that already. "California, Sunnydale, ever hear of it?" She asked. "Um..California , yeah sure" he replied. He wasn't in the mood for small talk. He grabbed her. She screamed but no one could hear her in such a deserted place. He didn't give her the chance to speak or cry for that matter. He pulled her really close and sank his teeth into her. She died quickly without a fight. As she fell to the floor, he noticed a paper. It was "The Sunnydale Press" and was dated a week old. He read the main caption. "Two die in highschool locker room, it appears an animal bit into their necks, there is no more information at this time". (Hmm...bitten necks...sounds fun, off to Sunnydale we go) Spike grabbed the paper and walked off.
Drusilla laid in bed, she wasn't feeling good but she was getting by. She heard the door creak open. Spike entered the room. "Have I got news for you, my pet." Spike said. "We're going somewhere, somewhere nice?" she asked. "You bet we are, we're going to Sunnydale, California" Spike replied. "America?" Dru asked. "Yes luv" said Spike. He picked her up and walked out of the cottage. They were going to start their undead life over. Sunnydale would give them a new start and new people to kill. No slayers...at last some peace. "Just you and me ducks, it's always going to be just you and me" Spike said. Spike walked down the deserted road, Drusilla in his arms. This was new beginning, life would be good.
To Be Continued......
