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Spike had been furious, never before had he been too slow, too weak? sometimes but never too slow. He had followed my captors as far as the road and noticed that the car they got into was entirely unmarked. No license plate, no company logo, no windows just a solid black shape. Going back inside the first person he had turned his anger on was Lorne but he soon found the demon passed out in the back room with a fairly large needle sticking out of his neck. Deciding that this was enough evidence to prove Lorne's innocence he plucked the needle out and pocketed it before turning his rage to the private room. As soon as he had seen who Angel was meeting with his fury had increased. With a full vamp face out he had forced her up against the wall spitting accusations of "wanting revenge".

The girl had looked like Eve but wasn't her. The thing that tried to take me over had to go somewhere so it chose someone desperate and lonely and filled with so much rage. Of course it had taken longer to get Eve so she was just now overpowering her own body. That's why she had wanted to meet with Angel. In trade for biting her and taking some of her power she would do the best she could to disrupt plans on the evil forces side. She also wouldn't contact us again and take Lindsey off our hands. Angel had just finished his side of the bargain when Spike had burst in. That's when she had explained the deal to him and had no idea that Spike or I were even out in the bar. Reluctantly he had let her go and Angel had suggested that they (meaning him, Spike, Buffy and Faith) go back to the place they were sheltered and tell everyone what had happened so they could track me down.

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Darkness, that's all I saw, distant shapes danced just out of reach but something told me not to go to them. I couldn't move anyway. I had been ripped from him and it felt like an empty hole in my heart. But ,and I was filled with anguish when I realized this, I couldn't remember him. Who was he? Who was I? I choked and spat, a growl ripping through my throat. I didn't remember who anyone was but I knew these distant shapes had torn me from someone I was very close to and they would pay for it.

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Spike had made sure his entering of our safe house was not quiet. He had wanted everyone to know I was gone. Willow had done her best to calm him meanwhile he'd given Wesley the vial he'd removed from Lorne for Wes and Cordelia to study. Kennedy was the one to suggest they make our bond visible, Willow had reassured him it wouldn't effect it. After convincing Angel that they needed to go right that instant they followed our bond which was now visible as a bright white light trailing from Spike out the door.

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The bright white light broke my dark prison and flowed into me. I knew it had to do with him. It represented our connection our...our bond! Hope flooded through me. This was love yes! I clung on to that feeling, I could feel him growing closer. I knew once he reached me everything would make sense.

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Spike had torn though the demons guarding the place. He had barely had time to shift into his vamp face as he had followed the bright white light emanating from him. Then he had reached the large central chamber where I had been held. Although he still found me pretty even when all "grr" something about this one still had given him pause. He said it was like I didn't see him, my now yellow eyes staring right past him.

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The darkness had thinned then, I felt the light grow in intensity. He was here! My heart sang. My vision cleared to reveal..."Spike!" I cried, my vision widening and he laughed in relief. "I forgot you, forgot almost everything..." I choked on my words. It was just then as I went to touch him that I realized my hands were shackled behind my back.

He cupped my face "It's ok love, it's not your fault you forgot. Let's just get you back safe alright?" he kissed me tenderly wiping the tears from my eyes.

I nodded and he moved behind me to force open my shackles. Almost as soon as my wrists were free I collapsed into him.

"Easy pet," he cooed "Just hold on to me."

I nodded and clung to him as he carried me out.
(this one is still in progress)