Somebody's Coming
by Jeanny
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All characters from BtVS are not mine and I don´t make a dime
from them. I'm only borrowing them because I want to be bad.
Feedback: Yes, please!
Summary: Drusilla puts the shadow in foreshadowing during Season 2. An
all-dialogue fic based on Vic´s challenge.
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"Somebody's coming."
"Really? Had a vision, did you? Will I like this somebody, pet?"
"Oh yes. Very much. She brings death to the Slayer."
"My kind of girl. Who is she, Dru?"
Somebody different. Somebody special.
Obviously. Can you give me details, luv?
"They'll make her like a doll. Oh Spike, she's a very pretty doll. Miss Edith wants to play dress up. We'll put her hair in ribbons."
"That´s not exactly...never mind, Dru. Tell me more about the death part."
"She bleeds."
"That´s more like it. Oh, I like that. And we drink?"
You don´t want to. You cry for her.
I bloody well do not! The day I cry for a bleeding Slayer is the day I stake myself.
The Slayer dies, but she doesnt bleed. The doll bleeds, but she doesnt die. Sisters.
What?
"It´s the Slayer´s sister. She bleeds. Drip. Drip. Drip. Each drop causes wonderfully nasty things to happen. Marvelous things, my head cant hold them in."
This Slayer has no sister, pet.
Drip. Drip. Drip. And the Slayer will die to make them stop. She´ll die for her sister. She´ll die for love.
"Well, its a fine story, anyway. Except for the part about me crying, I like it. You keep dreaming of the Slayer´s death. No, no, luv, dont cry. How's about I get you a nice treat? A living doll of your very own."
"Oh yes, please, Spike! Can we have her for tea?"
Anything you want, Dru.
Somebody´s coming. Drip. Drip. Drip.
End
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