TITLE: A Pile Of Dust
AUTHOR: Ragna (writinggoddess@aol.com)
RATING: FRT
CLASSIFICATION: Angelus/Drusilla, mentions of Spike/Drusilla. Past ficlet which turns into an alt universe. Angelus POV.
SUMMARY: What if Angelus dusted Spike for taking Drusilla from him?
SPOILERS: Based on promo pictures of Angel's next episode, "Destiny."
DISTRIBUTION: Any sites with my fic up; you all have unspoken permission. I write it, you can post it. Everyone else just keep my name on it and let me know.
DISCLAIMER: If you don't recognize it, chances are it's my own creation. If you do, I don't own it. Joss Whedon, Kazui Sandollar, The WB, UPN, et. al. most likely do.
FEEDBACK: Please send it offlist and let me know it's feedback; I do rapid delete on my account due to a lot of spam.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: For Lore, who wanted a fic based on pictures found at http://www.spikeonangel.com/gallery/ep508/. It's mostly based on the pictures of Spike & Angelus, plus the last one.

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I can't believe he was with her.

Granted, she probably lured him to her, seduced him. She may be insane, but as you peel the layers of clothing away there's a sensuous being there, a vibrant, crazy woman.

And Darla? He had the nerve to ask why I wanted both of them, why I couldn't just accept the fact that Drusilla wanted him. I'm his grandsire! I don't have to accept anything that I don't want to accept! And if I want Darla and Drusilla than I will have Darla and Drusilla.

I need to clean him up. He's just a pile of dust now. Never knew the stake was going into his back, never saw it coming. Stupid fledgling. I had told him to keep his senses alert.

Good-bye, William. I hardly knew you. Thankfully.

Drusilla...my sweet. My God, I'm waxing poetic like that simpering fledgling. But this is my Drusilla, the one I drove insane so I could have her all to myself. I don't share with others; it's not done.

But now...think of an explanation. Darla and Drusilla could be back at any moment. I could wreck the place, say we were attacked. But Darla will know. That bitch is too smart for her own good. One day I'll be controlling her, I will...

No, I'll just say he went to hunt. They'll never know the pile of dust under the rug is that stupid boy. No, they'll never know...