As Angelus bit into her neck and started to drink, the drugs hit causing Faith to pass out. "You bitch, you drugged me." He fell to the floor unconscious as Wesley stepped over him to pick up Faith. He looked down at his former slayer with a proud smile. Connor and Gunn quickly retrieved the large vampire. They carried their 'prize' into the hotel, as they struggled with Angelus' large cumbersome body. "Man, how does a dude get this heavy drinking blood? He sure has put on the pounds the last few years." Gunn complained as he struggled down the basement stairs.
"Don't know, don't care, why didn't we just dust him there rather than dragging him back here?"
"Wesley,think there's still a chance to get Angel back, so shut up and pick up your end."
Wesley laid Faith gently down on the bed then brushed her hair out of her face. "Is she going to be all right?" Fred stepped into the room. Her expressive brown eyes showed her worry for the young girl.
"I think so, Winifred. She fought bravely and has a strong will to live."
Faith woke up after fighting her way through Angel's dreamverse. She shakily sat up in the bed her hands going to touch her neck. She stood up then immediately fell to her knees. "Way to go, some Slayer you are. I bet Buffy wouldn't have passed out. She probably would have kicked the Beast's ass all alone then turned around and kicked Angelus'. Stop talking to your self and get up." She put her hands in front of her to push up off the floor and brushed something under the bed. It felt cold and smooth. Her curiosity got the better of her, so she looked. "Whoa, this is that putang jar Wes was talking about. What is it doing under the bed? This is the big guys room. Whoever put this here was smart, no one would have thought to look under his bed for the stupid thing. I better get up off my ass and take this to Watcherman and have him put Ang's soul back." Her hands wrapped around the jar. She sat it on the mattress then used the side of the bed to pull herself back to her feet.
Gunn and Connor turned to watch the dark-haired Slayer walk down the stairs. Fred's breath caught when she saw what Faith held in her hands. "Wesley, come here, hurry."
The Englishman stepped out of Angel's office and followed Fred's finger. "Faith, where did you find that jar?"
"Underneath the big guy's bed and if I see even the start of smile, I will personally kick your ass."
Buffy turned around and there stood Angel. She ran to him and leaped into his arms. He caught her then kissed her passionately. "Buffy." Only Angel said her name that way.
"Angel, you are here. Why are you here? Oh, I don't care just kiss me again." She grabbed his face to pull his mouth down to her waiting lips. Their lips were just about to touch when Caleb interrupted. "Stay right here, I have to go and kick the evil priest's ass."
She ducked under Caleb's punch and gave him a swift kick to the head. The scythe seemed to hum in her hand. Caleb moved back to hit her again when he felt the steel bite through his skin. A look of shock crossed his face. It wasn't supposed to be this way, the First promised him a place in its reign. Buffy smiling at him was the last thing he saw before he died.
Before she knew what was happening, Angel was across the temple and pushing her against the wall. Buffy wrapped her legs around his waist as they devoured each others mouth. He pulled her shirt apart then cupped her breasts as his thumbs stimulated her nipples.
Buffy moaned her head moving side-to-side when he replaced his hands with his lips. Her fingers slid into his thick hair, remembering the feel. "We..have..to..mmmm..stop..curse."
"No, no more stopping. I want you, Buffy. I need to feel you, my soul is permanent. It won't go anywhere. I promise." He whispered while he nibbled at her neck, his tongue teased his mark. He pushed her up the wall to be able to reach her breasts more easily.
Her eyes closed as the rapture swept through her body. She felt right like she was where she belonged. "I've missed you so much. I thought we would never be like this especially after.."
He looked up into her face. "Buffy, forget about the last time we met. I was a different person then. I think we were both in strange places at the time. Please, beloved just let me show you that I love you, that I've only ever loved you."
"Yes, Angel, show me. Please help me to remember when I felt safe and loved." Buffy sighed when he kissed her with all the love and tenderness that he used to shower on her.
Gently letting her down from the wall, Angel wrapped his coat around her shoulders. She picked up the scythe, realizing that she dropped it on the floor. He picked her up in his arms then carried her out of the temple to his car. He drove them to the mansion. Neither of them said a word during the ride. They just held each others hands both lost in thought and just being with each other again.
They pulled up to the mansion and Angel rushed around to pick Buffy back up into his arms. Walking into the place that held good and bad memories for them caused them to hold onto each other tighter. Pushing the door to the bedroom open with his foot, Angel set her on the floor. They removed the dust cover from the bed, pulling away the comforter to show black satin sheets. They quickly removed their clothes. As each part of their bodies was revealed, they stopped to kiss stopped to taste or touch it with tender kisses and caresses. Buffy and Angel stood nude beside the bed; he picked her up placing her lovingly on the cool sheets.
He kissed his way up the soft golden skin until he reached her side. Angel stopped as soon as they were face to face. He leaned on his side so he could look at her. His fingers slowly moved down her body from her collarbone to the back of her knees. "You are so beautiful, Ioniin. Let me show you what I see when I look at you." He captured her mouth with his own, Buffy's arms wrapped around his neck as she turned her body toward his.
She put her thigh over his and her foot slowly rubbed up and down his legs while her hips pressed closer to his hard body. "Why don't we show each other." Her voice was husky with passion and her eyes were heavy lidded.
Angel gave her a tender smile. She isn't a teenager anymore. Look at the beautiful vibrant woman she has become while I was gone. She is so comfortable in her sensuality.
Buffy pushed him to his back as she moved to straddle his thighs. She kissed his neck, nipping the jugular with her blunt teeth. Angel bared his neck to her, groaning deep in his throat at the sensation of Buffy biting him. It was one of his fantasies come true. She acted like she had a vampire lover and it hit him that the vampire wasn't him. Angel was careful not to vamp out their first time together. The day the Powers turned back they were human. She bit harder this time then sucked on his neck causing Angel to forget whatever he was thinking.
Her nails gently scratched down his side while she lifted her hips. Buffy guided him inside only taking the swollen head. With a slow shallow movement of her hips, she moved up and down on the sensitive crown of his hard cock. Applying internal pressure, she captured more of him painfully slow in her steaming wet walls.
"Buffy!" He moaned not knowing whether he prayed that she would continue or take all of him.
"Ssh Angel, this is my ride, just enjoy yourself baby. Feel how much I want you" Her husky whisper caused shivers of pleasure to race down his spine. "You see what you do to me. How much I want you, need you? I just look at you and I get wet. When you kiss me, hold me, I'm almost ready to cum."
He took a deep unneeded breath at the effect her words were having on him. Angel fought to control his body, not wanting this to end too soon. "Buffy, please show me, baby. Show me how much you want me, want us."
Buffy pushed herself up off his chest in one quick movement until he was buried in her. His breath caught at the feel of her surrounding him, holding him inside her small strong body. No one ever felt like she did, there was something unique about her, Angel couldn't deny it. Her hips started to undulate in a slow circular motion. His hands came up to tease her rose-colored nipples then slid them down her rib cage to the slim flare of her hips.
Angel's hands moved around her back to cup her firm rear, feeling the play of her muscles as she moved on top of him. Buffy's increased her pace as her eyes darkened while she stared into her lover's eyes. Her hands moved up to cup her own breasts offering them to him. Angel sat up in the bed to reach the golden fruit in front of him. He latched on to a tight nipple while his hands supported her back. Buffy used her legs to rise up and down on his hard length. She slammed her body down causing a loud slap to echo in the room, only to slowly pull up to the tip. She repeated this over and over until Angel grabbed her hips with a growl. He took over the rhythm of their mating by thrusting in her rapidly while lifting her up and down. Their breaths came in rapid gasps until they shouted each others names when their release hit them.
Holding her close, he laid them back on the bed then brushed the hair away from her face. "I love you, Buffy."
"I love you too, Angel. I keep trying to forget you, forget us but I can't no matter what I do."
"I know, beloved, I know. Talk to me, why were you out there tonight by yourself?"
His deep voice rumbled under her ear. "They kicked me out, Angel, out of my own house."
"Who? Why?" His hands smoothed down her back, soothing her and encouraging her to confide in him.
Buffy told him all about the potentials, Giles and haltingly - Spike. "I was so confused Angel, so numb. Especially, after I met you. It was so hard, so harsh. I just wanted to feel something, anything."
His body stiffened under her then he asked her in a strangled voice. "You slept with Spike, willingly? He is evil, Buffy, it doesn't matter that he's chipped." Angel growled, vamping out. He shoved her off him then jumped out of the bed, furious. She slept with him, slept with his childe. "I came here to see you but also because I have some information that could help. I thought you needed me but what a fool I was. You have a vampire lover, MY CHILDE. So, why did you crawl in bed with me? Old times or will any vamp will do?" *SMACK* Angel's head flew to the side, Buffy stood before him furious. She slapped him and her eyes held a hardness that he had never seen before.
"How dare you? How dare you come here and judge me, Angel. You left remember and if you don't remember our last meeting, I do! You couldn't even tell I had been in heaven, you self-righteous. While you have been in LA charging people for your help, I have been here in this hell where you left me. My friends ripped me out of heaven to bring me back to an ungrateful teenage sister and more bills than anyone my age should even know about. So, I fucked Spike, so what. You left me, not the other way around, so I could have sex, right? Well guess what I did, lots of it. Why do I even bother? I love you, Angel, but you are selfish. You want everything the way you decide it should be. This will never work." She bent over to grab her clothes, pulling them on in a rush.
"Buffy!" Angel exclaimed, realizing that he stepped over the line and she was about to walk out on him.
Her hand came up to stop him from saying anything else. "No, if you have some information fine, I'll take it. Maybe when this is all over, if we win, we can talk but I have had just about all the crap that I can choke down. Everyone wants to tell me what to do, how to live, how to fight. Well guess what, Buffy's a big girl, she's all growed up. I'm going to do whatever I think is right for this fight and me. No one had better get in my way, not anymore. What is this information?"
"Buffy, I can help you fight." His eyes pleaded with her to let him stay with her.
"Information, Angel!" Her arms crossed over her still bare chest.
On anyone else, it would have looked silly but Angel realized he was talking to a furious Slayer, in all her glory. His shoulders sagged, admitting defeat. "Fine, I made a deal with W&H for a folder and an amulet. The Beast took out the entire LA division and since we took it out, they turned over the offices to us. When this is over, promise that you will come to me there. I'm sorry Buffy, it's just I hate the thought of you with anyone but me. But most especially, Spike, he and I have always been rivals. Promise you'll come to me in LA." Angel asked her while she turned her back to him and finished getting dressed.
"If we make it through then I promise. Angel, you might want to prepare in case we don't." Buffy said softly as she walked out of the room. When she got to his car, she looked in the backseat and there on the floor was a folder and a large ugly amulet. She picked them up then headed for the house.
Buffy walked up to the door and kicked it open. "Lucy, I'm home." She called out in her best imitation of Ricky Ricardo.
"What are you doing here? We kicked you out, voted you off the island." Kennedy replied when her and Willow walked down the stairs. Willow gave Buffy a shy smile but said nothing.
Buffy's eyebrow rose. "Shut up, Kennedy. When I want your comments or opinion then I'll tell them to you."
"You can't talk to me like that you aren't in charge here." Kennedy shrieked, her chin stuck out daring Buffy to dispute her words.
"Willow either shut your little playmate up or I will." Buffy growled as she gave her 'best' friend a look that told Willow she wasn't kidding.
"Kennedy, honey Buffy has some news. Why don't we see what is going on?"
"Wow, Willow, she must be good. You treat her like she is fine glass or something. Especially, since you chose her over your 'best' friend. You have known her what is it, a month maybe two?"
"That is enough, Buffy." Giles entered the room from the kitchen.
"No, it really isn't. But you are right, I didn't come here to tell you off, well I did but it will have to wait. Call everyone down here, I am only going to say this once." She ordered her former Watcher while she looked him straight in the eyes.
Looking at her stance, her look and her voice told Giles everything that he needed to know. Buffy was in full Slayer-mode. This time was different though, there was a hard edge to her that he had never seen before. Have we done this to her, have I? "Very well, Kennedy, Willow go gather the others, Buffy has some important information to share."
"But, Mr. Giles." Kennedy spluttered, her face flaming red with indignation.
"I believe 'your' Watcher gave you a direct order, chop-chop." Buffy glared at the hateful, spoiled girl.
Kennedy stomped out of the room. Buffy leaned against the doorframe, not entering the house. The scythe was held firmly across her breast, the folder and amulet tucked between her and it. She didn't say one word until everyone was in the room and quiet.
"Okay, listen up. Here is how this is going to work. I am going to give you the information and my plan to defeat the First. Anyone who doesn't want in can find some transportation and get the hell off my Hellmouth. That is right, mine. "I" am the senior and resident Slayer here and no one is going to come in here and tell me how to do a job that I've done since I was 16. This is what was hidden in the vineyard. It is real handy, too. Slices, dices and juliennes preacher and can dust Ubervamps with a single whack. So, Buffy wasn't soo stupid when she said the vineyard was where they were hiding the power."
"Buffy!" Xander admonished.
"Shut it, Xander. I don't want to hear it. I know that you were hurt and so were others. We are fighting to save the freakin' world here, people. It isn't going to be easy. Ask yourself how many times I have tried to keep you out of it but you refused. Think about how many nights I have done the same only to end up beaten, stabbed, cut and even dieing. Now, get the hell over it!"
Giles stopped his perpetual cleaning of his glasses to exclaim. "Calm down, Buffy."
"I will not calm down. I am so tired of everyone telling me what to do. This time here is what I am going to do and you can come or not, right now I could give a flying fuck."
"Wow, big sister has a potty mouth." Faith grinned. She wondered how long it would finally take for Buffy to tell the Scoobies off. Faith thought it was long overdue and what her sister Slayer needed the most.
"Big sister has lots of things lil sis still doesn't know about. Now here it is in a nutshell. We can use the scythe and have Willow grant the power of the Slayer to the potentials until the First is sent back, destroyed, whatever. Then this lovely doo hicky is worn by someone more than human to destroy the First, first. So, I guess that is me."
"No, Slayer, I'll wear it. Give me a chance to stick it right proper t the evil Bitch for messing with the Big Bad." Buffy nodded then tossed it to Spike.
"I see that Spike is in, who else wants to sign up for the 'Kick Ass' express?"
"Of course he is in, if you are he is. He probably thinks it will get him back in your bed."
"Jealous Xander?" Buffy's eyebrow rose in question. "Either put up or shut up. My personal life is no longer up for debate or discussion, by anyone. You made your own choices and your own mistakes, so , unless your life is perfect then don't go bitching about mine."
"I'll help Buffy." Dawn stepped up to her big sister. Her face bright with enthusiasm and her eyes begged for forgiveness.
"Fine, Dawn. You wanted to fight, here is your chance. Who else?" Buffy didn't return Dawn's tentative smile.
"You know I am always up for a fight, B." Faith sauntered over and a wealth of understanding passed between the two former rivals.
"Well, you can count me out and Willow out. I'm not going to let you use her magic or get either one of us killed," Kennedy glared at Buffy. Her jealousy of the blonde Slayer was written all over her face.
"Speak for yourself, Kennedy. I'm with you Buffy and I'm sorry. If I could look at the scythe, I could tell you if the spell will work."
"Sure Willow, but don't leave my sight."
"We are in too." Anya and Andrew chimed in.
"Cool," Buffy replied without comment. She liked Anya and Andrew wasn't that bad once she got to know him.
"Buffy, I'm with you and I think your plan is exceptionally brilliant."
She nodded at her former Watcher. "We are in, too." The potentials said in unison.
"Why does the spell have to be temporary? Why can't Willow make us Slayer's for real?" Kennedy saw a way for her to get what she wanted most in her life, even more than Willow.
"Oh, so you want in if you get to be a real Slayer. The reason this whole mess started was from the world being out of balance. Miss Know-It-All, what do you think would happen with say twenty active Slayers running around? That's what I thought. Tell me do you ever think before you speak?" The other girls were enjoying Buffy knocking the wind out of Kennedy. She bossed them around for far too long. "Are you in or out? You will only have the Slayer power temporarily, take it or leave it."
"Fine, I'm in since Willow is," Kennedy reluctantly agreed. She knew that she could convince Willow to let her keep the power as soon as she got the red-haired witch alone. There wasn't much she couldn't convince her lover to do once she put her mind, or should she say her body to it.
"Good, everyone get some rest. We are going in tomorrow morning. It is time for this to be over once and for all. Willow, what's the verdict."
"I can do it, we can do the spell tomorrow morning before we leave. Giles, I will need you, Robin and Andrew to help me." They nodded in agreement.
"Cool, I'll see you in the morning about eight." Buffy put out her hand for the scythe. Willow reluctantly handed it back. The power was addictive; it made her fingers tingle.
"Aren't you staying here, Buffy?" Dawn asked, her big blue eyes pleading.
"No, you kicked me out and that is the way it is. Robin can you get a bus? Everyone should pack their stuff and load on the bus. We can leave for LA if we make it out alive."
"We aren't coming back here? Why?" The questions burst from everyone's lips.
"First of all, you don't live here, no matter what you think. For another, who knows if there will even be anything left according to those files. Dawn, pack up my things with yours but right now would you run up and bring me something clean to wear." Dawn nodded then headed up the stairs.
"What is going to happen to us? Are you just going to kick us out?" Kennedy challenged, she wasn't sure that she had a home to go to. No matter what she told the others, her parents weren't thrilled with her choice of lifestyle. They kicked her out right before her Watcher found her.
"In case you haven't noticed, well you haven't come to think of it. I am only 22 years old and raising one teenage already. If I'm not mistaken, Kennedy, you have money and a family to return to. It will be up to Giles to decide what to do with the girls. I imagine he will get the ones who have one back home but it isn't mine or your business." Dawn interrupted to hand Buffy a small bag of clean clothes. "Thanks Dawn, I'll see you in the morning." Buffy walked out of the house after handing the file to Giles.
"Slayer, wait up." Spike called after her as he ran down the walk.
"What do you need, Spike? I'm tired and want to get some sleep."
"What did Peaches do to you?"
"How do you know about Angel? Were you following me?"
"Smelled him on you, Slayer. What happened?" Spike's dark blue eyes held a wealth of understanding.
"Just typical Angel. He swooped in to help, swept me off my feet with a permanent soul. When I told him about the past year, it didn't fit the picture he has of me. He said things, I slapped him, told him off, sent him away then came here. I'm tired of everyone trying to change me, Spike. Why couldn't I fall in love with you? You are the only one who took me as I was warts and all."
"Can't help who you love, pet. Certainly didn't plan on falling for the bloody Slayer. So, you left it like that with Peaches?"
"I promised to come and see him in LA if we live past tomorrow. All I know is that if he ever wants there to be an us, he will have to grow up. Which is funny considering his age."
"You want me to come back with you tonight, luv?" He prayed that she would allow him to stay with her but knew that she wouldn't.
"No, I just want to be alone, but Spike thanks." Buffy kissed his cheek before she walked away.
"Peaches, you are a bloody fool. If she offered me a crumb of what you she gave you, I would kill for it." Spike went back into the house, closing the busted door behind him.
A group of twenty Slayers walked into the high school. Robin, Giles, Andrew, Anya, Dawn and Xander positioned themselves to guard the entrances. Willow, Spike, Buffy, Faith and the newly created Slayers walked past them to the basement. Each one of them dropped blood onto the seal causing it to open. Willow sat beside the seal to put a ward up that would only let them in or out. It would be the easiest way to strip the former potentials of their borrowed power was to take it when they exited. Kennedy was still angry about not getting to keep the power and hadn't spoken a word to anyone since Willow cast the spell.
"All right everyone get ready, your body will know what to do. Just spread out and let your senses take over. The Slayer in you will do the rest. You ready everyone?" She looked at Spike, who was wearing the amulet then to Faith who cracked her neck. "Let's do this, Willow."
The powerful witch centered herself causing the candles she had placed on the seal to flare into flame. She quietly chanted, and then everyone heard a loud pop. A proud smile lit up her face. "Okay Buffy, it's ready. You go in first, then Faith followed by the girls with Spike going last. He will close the loop. I'll hold it in place. Good luck, Buffy. I know that you will kick its invisible ass."
Buffy walked down the step, feeling like she was going through a wall of water. She popped out the other side and patiently waited on the others. Once they were all together, she turned without saying a word to lead them into the fight. The scythe firmly in her hand. In the heat of the battle, when the first new slayer died, her new power hit Buffy's body causing her to cry out. It distracted her, allowing the oppotunity to stab her with a sword. Buffy fell to the ground only to look into her own face smiling back at her.
"Get the hell out of my face, bitch." The First frowned when Buffy got back up almost instantly. She felt even more powerful than before as the scythe started to slice through the ancient vampires five and ten at a time.
As the fighting continued, each time one of the potential died their borrowed power hit her. Buffy braced herself when she felt the rush of power coming at her. She turned when she heard Spike shout. The amulet around his neck was glowing. "Get out, get everyone out." She yelled at Faith. The light streaming from Spike dusted every vampire in its path. Buffy ran to Spike while the ground shook under her feet, realizing the Hellmouth was coming down around them. "Spike, enough, you have done enough. Come on there is still time to get out."
"Go on Slayer, I want to see how this ends." His piercing blue eyes glowed with an internal light. It was the love he felt for her, it was his soul shining back at her.
"Spike, I do love you, thank you for being my friend." She held his hand causing a blue fire to burn where their fingers touched.
"Oh, go on Slayer. Don't mess up my finally." He smirked at her then his smile turned into a soft sad smile. "Buffy, give 'em hell for me, most especially my old grandda."
"I will Spike, I will."
Buffy rushed out to climb to the top of the gym. She jumped from one falling building to another, making a final spectacular jump onto the roof of the bus. It pulled to a stop once it cleared the crumbling town that was once Sunnydale.
Giles jumped out of the still moving bus. "Buffy, Buffy are you up there?" He frantically called while he prayed to hear her voice.
She hopped off the roof to walk to the edge of a huge crater that took the entire town with it. The Hellmouth was closed forever. "Good-bye Spike, I'll miss you."
Giles quietly walked up beside her and patiently stood waiting. "I'm sorry, Buffy. He was a good man and he truly loved you. I was wrong about him, about a lot of things. Can you ever forgive me?"
She nodded her head as he held her for a moment. Pulling away, Buffy shakily took in a deep breath. "Giles, who else didn't make it?"
"Robin, Amamda, Vi, Rhona, Samantha were all killed." Giles stopped to find the words for what he had to tell her next. "We lost Xander, Buffy. He was protecting Dawn and a Bringer got him."
Buffy didn't say a word. She just stared out at her old hometown. The place that she first met her two best friends. She remembered Xander falling over the railing on his skateboard. "Is everyone else, okay?" Her voice was a mere whisper as if it took great effort to talk.
"Some cuts and bruises but nothing too major. Come along dear girl, let's get on the bus. I believe you wanted us all to go to LA."
"Yes, Angel brought me the amulet and file. I promised to contact him as soon as it was over."
Giles led her back to the bus. As soon as Buffy sat down next to Faith, he pulled away from the place that had been their home for the last seven years.
Cordelia walked into Angel's office without knocking. He was sitting behind the desk and jumped when the doors hit the wall. "Don't you ever knock?" He growled at her.
"When are you going to quit being mad at me about Connor? I told you it wasn't me, the Beast was controlling me."
"Save it Cordy, W&H handed over all the files. Yes, it was controlling you to help Angelus and to hide my soul but that is it. If that is all you needed, I'm busy."
"Doing what, brooding about Buffy? I can't believe you went back to her just to punish me." Her hands were on her hips, as she gave him a stern look, the one that always worked on him before.
"Have you always been this self-centered? I went to her because I love her. I always have and I always will." He roared and his eyes turned amber.
"Then what were you doing with me for the last year? Huh buddy, the ballet ring a bell and when I came back you said we were in love."
"About that, guess what else was in my file? It was all a spell, the whole past year. They had some stupid idea that if I slept with you, I'd lose my soul." His tone said how absurd that notion was to him.
"What are you saying, you wouldn't have? That it is only Miss Saves the World that can give you the big happy? Then why haven't you been with anyone else, huh Angel, tell me that?" Her chin went up and out as did her large breasts that were starting to heave with anger.
"You don't know everything about my life, no matter what you think, Cordy. Darla ring a bell? How about the Furies? You don't think they 'ooh Angel' from a hundred years ago. I'm good granted but no one is that good." His eyebrow rose for her to challenge his words.
"You mean to tell me that all this time that I have worked for you that you have been out having sex with women?"
"Demons, Cordy, they were all demons or vampires, well except for Kate."
"What! You slept with that blonde bitch." Her voice hit a high note that caused Angel to wince. "Then why didn't you sleep with me when you were under the spell? I'll tell you why, because you were afraid of getting a great big happy from Cordelia Chase, that's why." She smiled triumphantly. Why won't he just admit that he loves me? We can finally be together and I am so much better for him than her.
"Because, dear Cordelia, no matter what you do, underneath it all, I am not attracted to you. You simply aren't my type. You are too buxom there is too much meat on your bones. I have always been aroused by slender, petite women, mostly blondes. You are none of those." Angel grinned at her. It felt so good finally to tell her off, after her harping at him all these years.
"You are saying that I'm fat? There is no way that I will believe that, men love my body."
"Then I suggest that you go find one to do just that because it won't be me."
Cordelia fumed at the smug look on his face. She turned on her high heel shoes and stormed out of the office, forgetting to tell him the news about Sunnydale.
Angel grinned when the door closed, his smile was different, more mocking than usual. He moved his chair back to show a head with long auburn hair buried in his lap. Eve looked up at him from underneath her lashes while she continued to give him head. It had been hard keeping quiet while the bleach blonde seer was in the room. It was an interesting conversation though.
"Now, where were we? Ah yes, dear girl." Quick as a snake he grabbed her hair shoving his cock to the back of her throat. His hips started a hard pace as he brutally fucked her mouth. Angel roared when he came in her mouth. Eve swallowed every drop with an evil satisfied smile.
"Is there anything else that you need, sir?" Her voice held a hopeful note, not ready for their afternoon play to end.
"No that will be all, just be available if I should call you. You do understand your place don't you, Eve?"
"The Partners were explicit." She pulled her clothes back down, straightening them as she moved to a hidden door.
She had just exited it sealing it shut when his intercom buzzed. "Angel, they just called up from the door. Buffy is here and uh, Angel, she is not happy. She kinda took out the whole security staff when she tried to barge in without identifying herself."
Angel's eyebrow rose at that. "Fine Harmony, I'll take care of it. You may want to clear the floor though." He clicked off his phone. A deep frown creased his brow. "What, in the hell, happened to piss her off?" No sooner were the words out of his mouth than his door was kicked open. Buffy stood there practically glowing red from the anger that was coming off her in waves. "Buffy, you're safe. Thank the Powers. What is wrong, Ioniin? Tell me who made you so angry and I'll take care of them myself." He walked around the desk with a smile.
"It will be hard to kick your own ass. Guess that I will have to do it. You had the nerve to be mad at me about Spike when you were involved with Cordelia." As soon as the name left her lips, her fist connected with his jaw knocking him back onto his desk.
"Buffy, I can explain."
She advanced on him. "I'll just bet you can. You came to see me, crawl into my bed then get angry over something that has been over for a year. When the whole time you had been involved with her, the one person in the world. The person who was so cruel to me in high school."
Without another word, she picked him up to throw him through the glass of his office into the front reception area. The others have finally caught up to her. Their jaws dropped open when they saw that Buffy was holding Angel above her head with both hands. She threw him across the large open area into a wall. His body crashed into it leaving a huge impression from the impact.
"Damn G, you been feeding B, some super Wheaties?" Faith asked while she watched Buffy pick Angel up with one hand and shake him like a rag doll.
"Oh dear, she had gotten stronger over the years but nothing to this extreme. I suppose that we should go and rescue him."
Just then, the entire AI team rushed out of the elevators. "Oh my gosh, I'll tear her hair out." Cordelia started forward.
"Listen Queenie, if you want your parts where they are I'd stay out of it." Faith offered her opinion knowing that she would be ignored.
"Like I would listen to you, right!" Cordelia stopped when she saw Buffy toss Angel like a ball, spin then kick him back into his office. He crashed onto his desk breaking it in two.
"Damn, where was she when we were fighting the Beast?" Gunn exclaimed, his eyes roved over the beautiful blonde whose eyes seemed to be shooting sparks of green fire.
"Whoa, talk about a towering inferno, that little piece of golden goodness is powerful enough to light up this whole town." Lorne couldn't understand the power coming off her was twenty to twenty-five times stronger than Faith. This must be Angel's slayer, I know why he was so crazy about her. Can you say hubba, hubba, boys and girls.
Faith walked over to Wesley. "Hey ya Wes, ya still looking all rugged and manly. What do you think of She-Ra over there? G says that she's way more powerful than she was before we fought the FE. Guess I shouldn't have told her about mine and Ang's head-trip and the stuff going on here. We were just talking, you know shooting the shit. It was nice to be 5x5 with B again. She asked me what happened here, so I gave her the 411. I don't think she liked what she heard." "Yes, I believe that is abundantly clear. I am not sure why the occurrences here should disturb her, so."
"Oh, she told me that big A dropped in at ole Sunny D. They hooked up, she told him about her past but he didn't. Big explosion of pissed off Slayer flew all over the bus. I had to talk her down from taking it out on one of the SITs. Although, it was tempting to let her go." Faith gave him a mischievous grin, her eyes were sparkling.
He looked over the group of people and noticed a dark haired girl with a black eye and a busted lip. "Oh dear, we have to get this situation contained. Goodness, I believe that I spoke too late."
They turned stomp over to Buffy with fire in her eyes. "What is your damage? This is even beyond your normal freakazoid behavior. You have no right coming in here and attacking my boyfriend." Her hands went to her throat and her eyes got large as she looked down at Buffy.
"Shut your mouth, this is between me and Angel. If he is your boyfriend then why was he just in Sunnydale, in my bed?"
"You put her down." Connor growled, advancing on them.
"You must be the bouncing baby boy. Children shouldn't interrupt when grown ups are talking."
Connor ran at Buffy, she didn't even look away from Cordy. Her foot lashed out to the side of his head. "You stay the hell out of my business and I'll stay out of yours." She threw Cordy away from her then walked back into the office.
"Uh, milkdud, would you mind not killing our boss? We need him." Lorne gave her a big smile.
"I won't kill him, promise. He will just wish that I had." She slammed the door shut behind her and they all heard the lock click into place.
"That was Buffy, Angel's Slayer? She is so tiny." Fred looked toward the closed door. "And well, pretty. She doesn't look like Cordelia described. I think her hair is pretty."
Cordelia shrieked while she got to her feet then went over to the door and tried to open it. When it wouldn't open, she started banging and yelling. Gunn sighed then went over to pick the seer up, dragging her away. "Let me go, Gunn. Angel needs me. She could be killing him in there."
"Give it a rest, Cordy. He doesn't want you, he has told you that enough times. Can't say that I blame him, if I had someone like her, I'd fight to keep her." His eyes landed on Fred and they smiled at each other. They finally got back together only last night.
Wesley walked over to Giles. "You don't think she will accidentally kill him, do you?"
"No, if she did it wouldn't be an accident. Some events happened recently that, have caused Buffy to analyze her life. She is no longer taking input from anyone but doing as she sees best."
Wesley's brow went up at that. "Is that wise? The girl I remember could be rather, well flighty."
"Yes, and I am sure that the Watcher she remembers screams like a girl. Buffy has faced some insurmountable odds that in another person would have broken them."
"Oh please, like she is the only one who has had to face tough times. In case you people haven't noticed, we do the same thing here. The only difference is that we are successful at it. We make a living doing it. Bet Buffy couldn't do the same."
"You're right Cordelia, she couldn't because she would never make a profit off other people's hardships. I say, you should be proud of yourself." Ripper was speaking and his tone was derisive. The other team member looked away but the bleached blond just stuck out her chin.
"Oh, give me a break. You are just jealous because you didn't think of it." Cordy thought she had the last word until Anya spoke up.
"That isn't true. I tried to convince Buffy to charge for her slaying. She said it would be like asking your lover for money after sex. I think that means you are all prostitutes." Anya smiled looking at Gunn and Wesley. "If that is true then I will take both of you. I could use several orgasms, right now. Faith is right fighting does make you hungry and horny."
Faith started laughing. "An, that one is taken and I think Wes might be." She gave him a hungry smile causing him to blush.
"Err, um, yes, I believe that I have a prior commitment that will be occupying my time."
"Well, what about him?" She pointed at Connor. "He is scrawny but I'm sure I could teach him a thing or twenty." Anya looked over his slender body as if she were a farmer at a fair.
"Anya that is enough they aren't for sale." Giles pulled his glasses off his face and was rubbing them furiously.
"Fine but I still want an orgasm buddy."
"You want to explain this to me? I think I'm calm enough to listen." Buffy sat in a chair watching Angel drag himself off the floor.
When did she get that strong? "I'm sorry I was wrong. Sit with me on the couch and I'll tell you everything." Angel told her about the last few years, even the women he slept with. He knew that if he didn't Cordy would so, he just explained it all to her himself.
"Why didn't you just tell me? When are you going to quit treating me like I'm still 17? You slept with other people and so did I. I realize that I was only trying to fill the space that you left in my life. None of them did, Angel, none of them could."
He caressed her cheek. "I know, I tried so hard to let you go but it didn't work. I think that is why I even looked in Cordy's direction at all. It was all a spell, Buffy. I never cared for her like that, like I do for you. I am so happy that you are here and safe even if you did dent me first."
"Is it bad? We kinda changed the potentials into Slayers for the fight. But, every time one of them died, their power came back to me. It was way freaky. The first time scared me to much that I ended up getting stabbed by an Ubervamp."
"What, you are hurt? Where, let me see." He pulled her onto his lap frantically looking her over.
Buffy pushed his hands away with a sigh. "I'm okay, that is the weird thing. I healed almost instantly. Look." She raised her shirt to show him a smooth, toned stomach. "Not even a scratch, it went straight through, see." She showed him the slice mark in her shirt.
Angel pulled her forward, ignoring the pain in his ribs. He brought her stomach up to his mouth, then licked and kissed where the wound should have been.
Buffy laughed, "Angel that tickles. Stop, that, oh, umm, Angel."
Everyone could hear her through the broken window. "I think that we should leave them alone. I don't see her doing anymore damage. Apparently they have, err, settled their differences."
"Way to go, B," Faith crowed.
"I don't believe him. He is just trying to make me jealous." Cordelia huffed putting her nose in the air.
"Oh yeah, Cordy. I'm sure that is exactly what is on his mind." Dawn paused. "NOT!"
"Listen you little brat, don't talk to me like that."
"Cordy, I wouldn't mess with Dawn. She's a hair puller and your hair is already a total mess. Don't make it worse." Buffy's voice came from the doorway of Angel's office.
Everyone's eyes turned to look at her; Angel was standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist. His chin was resting on her head. They looked right together.
"There is nothing wrong with my hair. You need to teach your sister some manners, but what else could you expect from a Summers."
Angel lifted his head to give her a cold, hard look. "That is enough, Cordelia. Take your bad mood somewhere else. The rest of you please come in and take a seat." He looked back at his wrecked office. "Maybe we should take this down to the lounge."
"We are all tired, Angel, and you need get back to work. We will go and find somewhere to stay."
"Don't be silly, Buffy. There are suites here on the upper floors. There should be enough room for everybody. Hello Willow, Dawn, Giles. Sorry, I wasn't available to greet you but I was a little busy. Where are Xander and Spike?"
The girls tried to hold back their sobs while they clung to Giles. He put his arms around the closest ones then they held onto the one next to them. It looked like a football team huddling to discuss the next play. Giles was the only one that they had left and he became their father figure.
Buffy moved her head to the side to speak directly to Angel. "They didn't survive; we lost them, Robin and five of the girls."
"I'm sorry, I never liked Xander but I know how much he meant to you."
"What about Spike, aren't you sorry about him?" Dawn glared at him. She forgave Spike for what he did to Buffy right before they went to fight the First. They talked for several hours after Buffy left the house that night. She was glad to have him as her friend again.
"Dawn that is enough." Buffy warned her sister that she wasn't going to put up with temper tantrums from her, ever again.
"No, she is right. Spike and I never got a long but I'm sorry that his loss hurts you." Angel squeezed Buffy while he looked at Dawn.
Buffy leaned back against him. "I guess I better fix what I broke. Where is your first aide and you need blood to help you heal?"
"We can go up to my apartment; everything that we need is there."
"Including a bed." Faith snarked. She was glad to see Buffy and Angel together again. It was a strange feeling not being jealous of her sister Slayer. If she stopped to think about it too long, it made her sad. She could have had Buffy in her corner all along if she hadn't been so green with envy. When the potential's voted her in and Buffy out, there was a voice inside her head that crowed with delight. It was only afterwards when she stepped into Buffy's shoes that she realized that they were a tight fit and not at all comfortable. Faith admired her sister Slayer even more but it was different this time. Her stay in prison caused her to look at herself and she didn't like what she saw. She decided to be a person that someone someday could love the same way that Angel loved Buffy. With that thought in mind she sauntered over to Wesley, Faith looked at him and liked what she saw. He gave her a heated smile then took her hand in his and practically dragged her to the elevators.
The others looked on with amusement. Lorne turned back to them when the doors closed but not before he saw the former meek Watcher push Faith against a wall and passionately kiss her. "Well my little chickadees, I guess it is up to moi to play host." He couldn't stop the mega watt smile that burst out at his little private joke. The Host was playing host. The tired teenagers wearily returned his smile but their eyes begged him to show them all to a bed.