In The Harsh Light
Of Day
Chapter Seven
Note – Thanks to
my beta Marsters’ Girl for beta-ing this chapter!
Part Seven
Buffy purred
loudly, unable to move, both from the lack feeling in every part of her body
and from the possessive blond, heavily lying on top of her.
About ten minutes
had passed in silence before Buffy finally spoke, "What was that
about?" She asked, unneedingly breathless.
"Angelus."
Spike growled the world, and Buffy felt his hands tighten around her captive
wrists.
"Baby, you
know I love you." He growled again and she sighed, "What
happened?"
"He was...looking
at you...as though you were his - I don't like him being here, why haven't you
told him to leave?" He asked angrily, glaring down at her.
"Why haven't
you?" She countered.
"He's my
sire, I can't - you could." He said, accusingly.
"Don't make
this my fault! These are your issues, they have nothing to do with me."
Buffy shouted at him.
"No, but they
have everything to do with the fact that the love of your life is living with
us!" Spike growled down at her.
"Love of my-?
SPIKE! For the love of god, Angel, or Angelus isn’t the love of my life."
"He
isn't?" Spike asked, his vulnerability showing in every part of his face.
Buffy softened at
his look, "No....baby, you are." She murmured, rubbing against him as
she kissed his lips softly.
***
Angelus silently
walked to the open door, his neck still clicked when he turned it but it was
nearly set completely back in place. He watched the red-haired vampiress from
the doorway.
Maybe he could get
to the ex-slayer through the witch. He'd seen how she acted around Willow
earlier. He could get the witch on his side; it would make it easier to get
Spike out of the way with an ally.
"Hey."
Willow didn't even
turn as Angelus entered the room. "Hey." Her voice was cold.
"So, you're
one of the family now. You know that makes me your great-grandsire."
"Well, you
are as old as dirt." Willow pointed out.
"What did you
say to me?" Angelus growled, immediately angered. How dare this fledgling-childe
speak to him like this?
"I don't like
you brood-boy."
"You don't
have to, Willow, you submit to me whatever." He grabbed her hair, forcing
her head back as his mouth brutally attacked hers.
Willow growled,
twisting in his hold. His fangs tore into her lips and she could taste her own
blood in her mouth. She could feel her blood boil as she called upon old
reserves to aid her. The magicks wove about her body.
One minute he was
kissing the redhead, the next he felt himself flying across the room and
smacking hard into the wall.
"Stay away
from me. For one, I'm gay. Secondly, you killed my fish. I had named one of
those fish. We'd bonded." Angelus growled at her, his new and previous
injuries amounting to too much pain to talk.
Willow walked up
to him and kicked him in the face, knocking him out. "Stupid hair
monster."
***
"Giles! Willow's
missing and I can't find her and I know she's a powerful witch but I don't
think she could have protected herself...oh, y-you h-have compan-ny." Tara
stuttered nervously when the adrenaline, that had caused her to burst into
Giles' apartment, faded.
"N-no,
please, Tara continue..." Giles quickly reassured her.
"Willow - she
didn't turn up to class yesterday, or t-today...I-I'm s-scared Giles."
Giles moved over
to her, looking down at her in a reassuring manner. "Okay, we'll-"
"Who is this,
Mr. Giles?" A sharp voice cut in from behind the old watcher, making him
jump, as he had forgotten her presence.
"This is
Tara, one of the people who help keep the hellmouth safe, while the watchers
council sit on their arses back home, okay? Anymore questions at this stage
Miss. Bradshaw?"
"Not at this
present time." Conceded the woman, backing down.
"Good. Okay,
Tara call Anya and Xander, get them over here. Then we'll head out to look for
her." At the witch's scared face he added in what he hoped to be a
comforting tone, "We'll find her."
***
"Puppy!"
Willow growled in delight as she spotted Xander and Anya walking down the
street.
She turned to
Buffy and Spike who were a little too busy, engaged in shoving their tongues
down each other’s throat to notice the other Scoobies. "I'll be back in a minute,
'kay?"
"Okay...honey,
don't go far." Buffy said parentally, breaking away momentarily from Spike
in order to speak.
"'Kay."
Willow nodded like a child, before happily bouncing away.
Buffy turned to
her mate, "Lets go shopping."
***
"Wills,
please...its Xander, you remember, your friend, I do the snoopy dance for you
every Christmas...please, don't kill her." Xander slowly advanced on the
witch, holding a stake in one hand.
"Sorry,
Xander." Willow turned to Anya, who she held in a death grip. "I
never liked you, demon-girl, so I'm not gonna bring you back."
"God, Willow,
when I come back, I'm gonna reek so much vengeance on-"
"Yeah, whatever,
bored now." With that, Willow ripped open the ex-vengeance demon's
shoulder, throwing her to the ground, unconscious. Her three-second scream
echoed out to the street, which quickly emptied at the familiar noise.
"Thank
God!" Xander whispered, rushing to his girlfriend’s side. Willow walked
over to them,
"Get away
from us!" He screamed.
"Now, puppy,
I'm conflicted-girl here. I want you to come home with me, let Buffy turn you.
Not allowed to turn anyone yet. But, I want to turn Tara myself, so here's how
I see it. You be a good boy and come with me to Buffy. She's shopping out
there." As if on cue a muted scream was heard, long with the sound of
glass breaking. "And then she'll let me turn Tara."
"No
way!"
"We made a
deal Xander, I don't kill Anya, and you come with me. Don't make me get
cranky."
Willow said in a
very matter-of-fact tone.
"Okay, let me
call her paramedics first." Xander dialed Giles' into his cell phone
making the call, before it could go through Willow grabbed the phone and
smashed it to the ground.
"Naughty!
Mommy wouldn't like it if her and daddy had unexpected company." Willow
tutted at him, sounding a lot like Drusilla.
With a snap,
faster than the eye could see, Willow attached a collar around the dark-haired
boy's neck.
"Come on
puppy." Willow skipped happily out, tugging Xander on a chain that she'd
connected to the collar.
To Be
Continued....
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