As she stepped into the light William gasped. But she was dead... yet she was here. Then he must have been mistaken.

"Drusilla..."

He breathed, his voice cracking with emotion. Her eyes quickly darted up and she gasped. But she was there and alive... God he just had to hold her. She couldn't stop herself. She rushed into his embrace, burying her face in his shoulder. She could smell him and feel his heart pounding against her chest, feel his strong arms around her. She looked into his eyes; so full of love and caring it seemed to flow out into her, warming her dead heart. And she cried.

"Drusilla..." He breathed against her neck, "Is *this* where you've been? I've searched for years... I thought you were dead!" She shook her head and opened her mouth slightly "I..." She began when Angelus cleared his throat and stepped forward.
In that minute everything changed. Drusilla tensed and stepped out of William's embrace. He gaped and a question crossed his face. Angelus grabbed Drusilla's arm and pulled her to him.

"Drusilla is MINE now..." He said "I have made her who she is. I am her Master. She listens to me ONLY and she loves me ONLY. Are we clear young William... or should I call you... *Spike*?" He chuckled and William lashed out with a stab of the railroad spike he kept concealed inside his jacket. It caught Angelus across the jaw and left a sizeable gash, running from his lip to his forehead. Darla gasped and backed away... fearful of his temper.

Angelus growled in fury and his face changed. "I'll KILL you for that!!" he spat.
William stood his ground. "I'll not leave here until you return my *wife* to me!"
Angelus chuckled, apparently amused. Drusilla looked at William, her eyes filled with sorrow, and pleading.
"Please... William, just go..." She begged.
He looked shocked and slightly hurt. "Drusilla.." he began "I've spent nearly 5 years searching for you or your killer! I'm not letting you be taken from me again!" He grimaced and turned to face Angelus his weapon held  high.

"I love her, and you cannot take her from me! No one can!"

They prepared to fight... to the death.

Their blood is falling now, falling like rain, or like a thousand heavenly tears. I want to help so, but I can't move. My feet feel like they have become one with the floor. I struggle within myself to break free. To save....

This young man, so foolish. He has challenged Angelus so quickly so blindly. I fear he will die. Why does he do this? Perhaps he does not even know what we are? Perhaps he is blinded by love....

William duck! No! He is hurt! I can't... I wish to aid him... why can't I form the things to help me comprehend!? I *love* him! I want to shout it to Angelus! I want him to bleed! I want him to die! Ah... such murderous thoughts, he is my master. He cares for me, he says he loves me.

The boy is wounded. Not fataly I know, but enough to weaken him. He never had a chance. He is not giving up though. Pottery is smashing about us and we duck. A candelabra wizzes past my head. This is crazy. How much longer..?

The stars are screaming at me "Help him! Help your love!" But Miss Edith is far louder and more demanding. "He is your master, do nothing" and I can but listen, for she is to whom I *must* obey. William is bleeding fiercely now and I can smell his blood, so strong... no do not die...

He's down. Angelus is laughing again. That hideous hating laugh. Oh Damn me for ever turning the bastard! He's killed him. She's crying now. His daughter, Drusilla... the asshole never loved her. He uses her...The boy is dead... I ..

Oh I feel I am dying inside! William... and I did *nothing*!!!! Oh God forgive my many sins!!*