But something brought the vampire up short. Yes, this looked like Spike. Smelled like him, oh that delectable spice; the eyebrows were the same, and his knifeblade cheekbones, and the hair


the hair never changed


But he was missing. No -- NO, not missing! No, all the swirling brightness around him! Fire and dissolution! Sacrifice! No!

"....No." The lady groaned and slowed and dropped to her knees, still several feet away from him. "Oh, Spike."

He had a soul.