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"So, who killed Druscilla?" Buffy asked.
"Probably someone who was sick of her ramblings," Angel smirked. But it wasn't.
It was Spike.
He was kneeling by her ashes, apologizing.
"Spike?" Buffy asked. "You killed Dru?" He looked up.
"No big," he answered gruffly.
"I'm sorry," Buffy said. Buffy knew exactly how he felt. She had to do the same thing with Angel, sending him to Hell. But this was permanent.
Then, an angel spirit appeared.
"Hello," she said softly.
"Who are you?" Angel asked.
"Kringle. Kris Kringle. The good one," she answered.
"Huh, you mean to tell me you're Santa Claus?" Spike snorted. "You've got to bloody be kidding me."
Kris ignored Spike and went on. "I'm the spirit of Santa Claus. I give out gifts, gifts someone really wants. Not materialism gifts, but spiritual. But my brother, he invaded me, and used my gift for evil, killing people. Now that he's dead, I'm free, and shall give a gift to you three, for freeing me."
"Now wait, this is kind of hard to digest. You will give me anything I want?" Buffy asked, amazed. Kris nodded.
"Here's your chance Buffy. You can wish to be rid of you're slaying duty, to live a normal life. Or you can wish for Angel, or whatever you want," she said.
Buffy looked at Angel sadly. "I wish I could. But there are others, who died without reason. Kris, I want my friends back. I want Riley, Xander, and Willow to be given a second chance." Buffy said. Kris nodded.
"You're friends are safe at home. They don't even remember what happened, don't worry. Merry Christmas Buffy. Spike?"
"I know what I bloody want-" Spike started.
"Oh god, don't wish that skanky ho back," Buffy groaned. Spike stuck his tongue out at her, childishly.
"Before I was so rudely interrupted, this is what I want. I want Druscilla back, and this blood fix gone!" Spike said.
"You do know, that once I bring her back, and unfix you, you two won't be able to do no evil," Kris said, smiling. Spike's face dropped.
"No evil?" he said unbelievingly.
"No evil," she confirmed.
"Well, go on with it," Spike shrugged. He watched as Dru's ashes returned to her normal self.
"Spikey?" she said. "Why'd you dust me?"
"I'm sorry baby," Spike answered as he helped her up. Dru turned to Buffy.
"Sorry about the spell," she said sincerely. Buffy looked at Kris shocked. Kris smiled at her.
"Ah, that's okay," Buffy said.
"Angel, you're next. You've worked so hard for your redemption. Is that what you want?" Kris asked.
Angel shook his head. "I don't deserve it. Not yet anyway. But there's a real hero out there, who wasn't supposed to die. It was supposed to be me," Angel said. "He's the real hero,and he deserves a second chance. Kris, I want Doyle to come back." Kris nodded.
"He's with his loved one now," she answered.
"Cordelia," Angel smiled.
"Merry Christmas, to all of you. You're fighting a good
battle. Don't ever give up, no matter how hard, useless
or desperate it becomes. Keep fighting until the end."
Kris said, as she disappeared.