Team - Buffy, Spike, Xander, Alesta vs. Eve/Guards
No, Spike did not like that at all. Why weren't they being organized about this? Why was HE worried about being organized? What was going on here? Kicking a human guard to the ground, Spike began to start after the two ahead before he realized that they had left the kid behind. Wonderful. Throwing his hands up in the air, Spike glared off at the retreating figures and glanced over at Alesta with an irritated look on his face. "Leave me behind to babysit all over again," he grumbled, kicking up a sword from the ground. "Fine. You -" He pointed to Alesta, then waved her over. "Get your ass over here. I can't keep you from getting hurt if you're not close." Hard face on. No one was going to see the man that he had just turned into earlier; the one that had been so angry about how one person had dared to touch the kid that belonged to him. Spike didn't like it when people damaged his belongings. It was rude.
Flipping his sword over once, Spike waited for Alesta to join him before he started attacking again. Buffy and Xander would get the bitch. He would make sure that there weren't too many people getting in their way while they did.
...with the girl. She'd help.
Xander didn't appear too interested in the idea of giving anything up. Why would he? Eve had made a mess of things, along with his future self. The only thing he had in mind right now was capturing her, tying her up with the older him, and making them both do something really, really miserable and humiliating. Before killing her. Possibly both of them. Sword in hand, he took a swing at an incoming enemy, noting that Buffy had managed to catch up. He really wasn't surprised.
They'd get her together then. "It's not over till the fat lady...well, you know." He took off after her, determined as ever to make sure they got rid of one of the many reasons life in L.A. sometimes sucked.