Displaced ↠ BTVS [1]

eleven; dark savior and loser boy

"I'm alone, on my own, and that's all I know I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on, Oh, I'm just a girl, trying to find a place in this world" - A Place In This World, Taylor Swift

Paige's POV

"HEY!"

I was suddenly snapped out of the daze I was in.

Angel was standing in front of me, starting.

"What?" I asked, rather annoyed.

"As I've been trying to ask you, why are we running?"

"Crazy vampires." I said simply.

His eyes widened. "Why didn't you say anything?"

I shrugged.

They finally appeared in front of us again, panting.

After all, we had all technically just ran a few blocks.

"God, you're fast," he stopped to bend over and pant again, "For a little girl."

"So. How did you know my name."

"Excuse me? Little girl? Do you really wanna go there?" I placed my hands on my hips and glared at him.

"Well, well. Angelus."

"Spike."

"Nice to see you again. Now get away, this one's mine." He started to move towards me.

"This one has a name." I crossed my arms.

His faces changed again, and so did Drusilla's.

"Spike, leave her alone. You too."

He stopped. "What? What are you-"

"Ohhh. I see. You're helping the little bugger, aren't you?"

"Is that what you do know? Help the helpless?"

I laughed. That was actually really hilarious considering Spike just quoted "The Angel Team's" motto and he didn't even know it.

"Yes. Apparently. I do."

"Hey, I am not helpless."

"And what do you mean apparently? You work with Cordelia and Wesley and Gunn and-"

He stared at me. "Wait. Don't tell me. You don't know who they are. God, is everybody associated with the Scooby Gang!?"

And so the fighting began. I tried to help, but Angel wouldn't let me.

Lame-o.

His face turned vampire, and at one point we met eyes. He seemed surprised when I had almost no reaction to his changing.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Spike asked at some point in-between punches when he saw me looking at him.

I kept grinning. "Because I want the last thing you ever see to be pretty."

It was in that same moment that he became a pile of dust. Drusilla, who hadn't said a word the whole time, went right after.