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Chapter
Five
"Heavenly lord!"
Buffy giggled as William pressed his nose up against
the glass of the microwave door, watching the bubbling food rotate. Oh, he was just too cute.
*Beep...beep...beeeeeeeep!*
The light went off inside as the phrase "Enjoy
your meal!" rotated around the flashing screen.
"Good lord, look at this, Beth!"
"What?"
Buffy asked, not commenting on his new abbreviation of her name. He indicated the screen, practically
bouncing like a little boy. "Oh,
yeah. Come on, it's ready."
She popped open the door, unthinkingly lifting out
the hot plate of Chinese with bare hands.
"AHHH!"
---
The vampire whimpered, cooing at the girl, running
his hands over her body as he searched her for less-obvious injuries. He whimpered again as he felt the odd angle
her shoulder was at. He lifted her limp
form into a sitting position; closing his eyes he popped her shoulder back into
place.
The pain forced the slayer back into consciousness
with a sharp shriek full of hurt. The
vampire continued to coo at her and she rubbed her face into his neck, allowing
hot, silent tears running down his chest as he rocked her.
---
Angel rushed along the dark, deserted street as he
heard her familiar cry.
---
Will grabbed the wet washcloth she had given him for
his earlier burns, gently taking her hands from where she cradled it protectively
to her chest, a splash of tears burning her eyes from the unexpected pain.
Carefully, he wrapped the cloth in an 'S' shape
around her hands. He blew cold air
soothingly onto her fingers, "There, there, its okay. Shhhh."
She stared down at him with wide glazed hazel eyes
as he lifted her hands to his mouth, softly kissing her fingertips.
He smiled shyly at her, shy and a little
uncertain. He knew it wasn't proper for
her to be alone with him, never mind for him to touch her in this way but there
was something about this girl that made him forget all propriety.
Buffy gasped softly and she felt warm lips brush her
fingertips. She looked up at his eyes
as they implored her to meet his. His
gaze implored reassurance that is was all right. She smiled back assuring him 'it' was okay. What 'it' was, was now uncertain.
They both jumped, as the back door was slammed open
and a dark haired figure stormed in to the kitchen, his eyes blazing and
furious.
---
Finally, she lifted her head from his neck; her nose
nudged his, seeking reassurance in the basest of ways.
His lips were firm on hers, he too anxious for
reassurance that she was okay. The kiss
turned passionate and he lifted her up, running his hands down her body,
slipping under her top as he carefully sat her on top of a nearby headstone.
The slayer gasped as she felt him press up against
her body, contact unheeded due to her lack of undergarments and she moaned
again as his mouth brutally attacked hers, both unaware of their audience.
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"Who are you?" William asked, grabbing a knife from the wooden block in front of
him as he instinctively pushed Buffy behind him.
"I'm going to stake you for this,
boy." Angel snarled, only just
controlling his impulse to vamp out.
"I do not know who you are but do not come any
closer, I mean it." William
brandished the knife, looking a lot less scary than intended.
"Buffy! What the HELL is going on
here?" The vampire's eyes blazed
into the girls and she whimpered a bit.
"P-please just go. I-I-I don't know h-how you know me b-but please just
leave." She stuttered in her fear.
"WHAT?!"
The vampire turned his attention to the other fake blonde,
"SPIKE! I'll kill you for
this." He spat the words out.
"So you said, sir, but I wager you would
not." Sounding a hell of a lot more confident then he felt he
continued. "But as you see you are
scaring the lady, I think you should take your leave and hastily."
"WIll?"
Buffy whispered as Angel moved around the counter separating them and
William moved him and Buffy in the same direction - keeping as much of the girl
behind him as possible while keeping his eye on the strange 'man' in front of
him.
"Don't worry love, everything will be
fine. G-Go into the other room and get
that tel-o-fone and ring Mr. Giles.
Miss. Rosenberg left his number by the phone I believe." He squeezed her hand, pushing her out of the
room, placing himself in the doorway so as to prevent the vampire from
following her.
Angel could sense something was up, other than the
obvious thing of Spike and Buffy being in the same room as each other. He sniffed the air and vamped out, growling,
"YOU BASTARD!"
"AAAHH!"
William screamed as Angel's true countenance came into view.
He attempted to jump over the counter, but his feet
got caught in the stools that had been left out and he ended up sprawled over
the top, unconscious as he hit his head on the large wooden cross that hand
been long nailed to the ceiling.
"WILL!!!"
Buffy dashed back into the room.
Upon seeing Angel's 'game-face' she let out her own shriek, stumbling
back into Will. "AAAAHHH!!!"
They both crashed into the wall, Buffy's back was
smashed into his chest but neither noticed as they both stared slack-jawed at
the vampire, unable to move.
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"Buffy!"
Xander screamed, running over to pull the vampire off the slayer. "I KNEW it was just some fucking
scheme!" He continued, regarding
the vampire's game face.
The vampire smacked the boy, sending him flying from
the slayer when he tried to reach for her.
"XANDER!"
Anya screeched, rushing to her boyfriend.
"Stay back, Anya!" Xander called, getting to his feet and
punching the vampire.
His head reeled back with the blow of an experienced
human vampire fighter but it was not enough to unbalance him.
With a growl he threw the boy, sending him tumbling
back into Anya. At the appearance of a
stake from the new girl's hand he advanced again, careful to keep the slayer
safely behind him.
She wasn't sure what it was but something told her
that these people had to be protected.
These above all others. This
spurred her to push off the headstone and flip herself in front of the vampire.
His eyes flashed to hers. He growled. She growled
back, sliding her hands cajolingly over his exposed chest - exposed due to her
previously roaming fingers.
He frowned at her then backed down. Sending a furious glare across at the pair
who had interrupted them he grabbed the slayer, slinging her over his shoulder
in a typical Tarzan fashion and disappearing in to the dark.
"Uhh...this can't be good." Anya said as Xander helped her to her feet.
"We have to call Giles."
"But...but I was gonna get orgasms!" Anya whined as they moved back in the
direction they came in.
"Anya, deal with world-ending first, orgasms
second."
"That’s not the order it came in last
time!"
"Anya..."
"Whatever, its the couch for you, buster. I still have my vibrater you know, I don't
need you anyway."
Xander sighed and followed his girlfriend out of the
cemetery.
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"Oh, Buffy, I just came back for my bag I hope
you don't min-" The red head's
sentence was cut off as she entered the kitchen and took in the scene in front
of her.
"Uh oh."