The Warrior FoundKate Rating: PG-NC17 probably. Summary: And the Warrior is? Chapter 1: Memories Are Made Of This... Willow watched Angel as he tucked Spike into bed. So far, they'd prevented Buffy from knowing he was back in Sunnydale. So far no one knew Spike was here in Angel's care. Thankfully, Buffy hadn't come to the mansion since finding out Angel didn't want her anymore. She hadn't spoken to Willow since she found out why. Angel was taking no chances with his childe's life. Not when Spike couldn't defend himself. Willow looked up as he walked back into the room hearing
him still humming that song. Goddess what was it?
Where had Angel learned that song? Whatever it was it helped Spike
sleep better but Willow just wished she knew the words so she could get the
tune out of her head. And it brought Angel pleasurable memories
when she wasn't with him too. So whatever it was she would let it
be. She looked up as Angel approached her Willow felt him play with her hair. Something he liked
to do a lot. It seemed to please him that she let him so she made no
fuss about it. He also knew she liked it too. Willow sighed as she felt Angel
nuzzle her neck. He began to purr a moment later. He'd
been like this ever since his return from hell. Willow had worked
her butt off getting him back from that place. Although she could
have sworn someone had helped her. It felt like Angel continued to hum as he played with her when he suddenly sat up straight Willow felt it a moment later. POWER. Something or someone with a lot of Power was coming. They made it to the window just in time for a form to smash through it. it was a man shaped form. He looked as if he was hurting badly from something. Angel knelt to turn him over when the man grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes. Willow heard Angel gasp and whisper a name as their eyes met and it stunned her too. But how did Angel know it? "Ares!" Back to the Main Page |