Chapter 16
Buffy caught the Beast, as the AI team had named it, once or twice. She was able to slow him down; to do some damage but never in time to help the person, it was after. She was worried about Wesley, she hadn't heard from him tonight. If she didn't hear from him soon she was going to hunt him down. The phone rang and Buffy went to pick it up.
"Buffy, are you all right?" Wes asked. He was breathing heavy into the phone.
"Yes, where are you? What is going on?"
"I went with Angel and the others to stop the Beast. Cordelia had a vision there wasn't time and I didn't want to risk you. It was too dangerous. We lost Buffy; whatever it was trying to set in motion is about to happen. Look outside your windows but be careful."
Buffy walked over to the windows and gasped, it was raining fire. "Oh my, gosh where are you? Do you need me to come and get you? What about the others?" She was talking quickly as she moved toward the door.
"No, I'm fine stay put; everyone is working their way to the hotel. I'll call when I get there."
Angel was scared out of his mind for Cordy and Connor. His body hurt from the fall but he pushed on. The entrance was blocked so he painfully climbed up on the adjoining roof. His heart clutched with what he saw. They were safe peering closer. No it couldn't be, not his Cordy.
Cordy and Connor were in bed but they weren't sleeping. He was on top of her; they were nude. Angel closed his eyes remembering the ballet and his own hands on her body. Looking again, he saw her mouth moving as if she was telling him what to do.
Connor's head turned as he glared out at Angel. He pushed up so Angel could plainly see who he was with. Then he turned his head away bending down to take her breast into his mouth. She moaned pulling him closer, her head thrown back in passion. Connor continued to move on top of her ignoring Angel, who was still watching. Fine, he wants to watch then he will finally see she chose me, not him.
Angel turned away when they finished and lay beside each other. Cordy told him she loved him, but needed time. He didn't understand what had changed to make her do that with his son. Finally reaching the ground, he limped back to the hotel. The picture of them moving together, touching and tasting flashed through his mind.
The next morning it stopped raining but the sun didn't come up. LA was in a state of panic. Buffy called all of her new friends to check on them. She warned them not to invite anyone in and prayed they would be safe. Quentin was out of town doing a late night show in New York.
The phone rang and she laughed picking it up. "Yes QT I'm fine. A little bird told me. I checked on everyone and told them to stay home. No! QT, don't come back until things return to normal promise. I love you too."
Buffy continued her calls to Giles and Rob both were relived to hear from her. "No, Giles, I don't want any of you coming here. It is just too close to blowing. I'll be fine. How is Willow doing? Is the Coven helping her? What about Tara, no side affects from what happened to her? Good. When does Willow get to come back home? Maybe I'll come for a visit when she returns. Take care if I need you I will call I promise. Love you, Watcher mine."
Angel hadn't said a word to the others at all this morning. Everyone had returned to the hotel, even Wesley. Tension was high between Fred, Gunn and Wesley but he didn't notice it. Lorne made it over and was growing even more alarmed at the situation.
"Angel, the Beast knew you each time we've confronted him. There is nothing you can recall?" Wes asked the dark haired vampire.
"No, for the last time. Don't you think I would have told you if I did? It doesn't make sense either one of us has always remembered everything that happened to the other." Angel's head came up when Connor and Cordy entered the front of the hotel. He turned his face away from Connor's smug look.
"Hello everybody. We came over to see what we could do. I thought it was safer to be all together and Connor agreed." Cordelia smiled at everyone. She tried to catch Angel's eye but he kept looking away. He turned and walked into his office closing the door. Cordelia followed him, calling to Connor "I'll be right back."
He frowned at her back then decided she was going to tell Angel about them to his face. A huge smile spread across his face, he wished he could hear her tell him.
"Well Connorkins, you seem awful cheery today," Lorne said.
"Just happy to be alive."
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"Angel are you okay? Were you hurt last night I was worried about you?"
Angel's face closed down and his eyes got a hard look in them. "I'm fine and from what I saw last night you didn't worry too much. How long did you worry before inviting my son to your bed? Unless last night wasn't the first time and you have been sleeping with him all along. So, Cor, which is it?"
"You saw us? That was private between Connor and me. Last night was the first and only time for us. I thought the world was ending and he thought it was his fault. Angel, it was stupid. We just took comfort in each other. I told him this morning we shouldn't have let our feelings get out of control that way. I'm sorry you saw but what were you doing there anyways?" Cordelia looked at him with hurt in her eyes, as they pleaded with him to understand.
"I was scared for you, both of you. After the Beast threw me off a building, I drug myself over to check on you. The only way to get to you was from the bordering roof. Imagine my surprise to see my best friend, the woman who said she loved me, screwing my son. The same son she used to take care of as a baby," he snarled.
"I do love you, Angel. It has just been so hard coming back not knowing who I was. Then to remember it all and everything I saw of your past. Its scary you have no idea what it's like. I may have made a mistake but it doesn't mean I don't love you." Tears slid down her cheeks as she looked at him.
"You are describing exactly what I went through when I came back from hell. Then when the First tried to get me to kill Buffy, she stayed beside me through it all Cordelia and then lived through it herself." His voice faded off as a look came over his face like he suddenly realized something.
"Buffy, what does she have to do with us? You haven't seen her in years not until she returned from the dead. Don't you dare compare me to her, Angel? We are nothing alike," Cordy screeched, her breasts heaving with anger.
"Your right you are nothing like her," he agreed.
"Don't you forget it, buddy. I have been by your side all this time. The visions, that almost killed me, were all for you! I chose to stay with you and became part demon. I messed up one time Angel, can you say the same, didn't think so. I'll be waiting for your apology." She marched out of the office slamming the door.
"Did he do something to you? If he did I'll take care of him, once and for all." Connor glared at the door.
"No sweetie, it's fine we just had a disagreement. He will apologize you'll see."
Chapter 17
Angel picked up the phone to call Buffy. "Is Buffy there?"
"No, who is this, please?" Tara asked.
"This is Angel, who is this?" He didn't recognize the voice on the phone.
"Oh I'm Willow's, um err friend. She told me all about you. Buffy doesn't live in Sunnydale anymore Angel. She never returned after going to see you. Giles is the only one who knows where she is. He tells us she is doing great though. I'm sorry; is there something you needed?" Tara asked.
"Could I speak to Willow then?"
"She is in England, maybe I can help," she offered.
"When I spoke to Buffy after she returned from Hell she was different. She was gone twice as long as me and recovered in half the time it took me. Buffy said she just wanted to forget it all. I was just wondering how she was doing now?" The phone went quiet for a little while.
"Hello, Tara, are you still there?"
"I don't know how to tell you this; we have had months to adjust and are still having a hard time with it. She wasn't in hell. We ripped her out of heaven." Angel heard sobbing then the phone went dead.
"Buffy, why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you." He put his head in his hands and sighed heavily.
"Angel, oh, are you all right?" Wesley found Angel with tears on his face.
"What do you need, Wesley?" he asked with a sigh.
"We have found something from a tome Lilah brought us. It has text and a picture of the Beast; apparently, all knowledge of him has been erased from current day. We need to talk to Angelus and find out if he remembers anything," Wesley said hesitantly.
"Are you out of your mind? It is bad enough and you want to add Angelus in the mix?"
"It seems to be the only way to figure this out and stop it. We have discussed it at length and found a solution. Lorne knows a shaman that can remove your soul safely. We interrogate Angelus and then put your soul back in."
"No!" Angel roared, vamping out.
"Give us a minute, Wes," Cordy ordered. She stood leaning against the frame of the office door. "Angel, believe me I don't want to see Angelus either. There isn't any other way to get the information. Think of all those people out there and in here. Our family that is who is going to die."
"Fine, have Gunn and Connor test the cage in the basement. Tell them to make sure even the Beast couldn't get out. Have Lorne come and get me when everything is ready." Angel turned his back on her. Minutes later Angel heard her come back into the office and the door lock.
Cordelia walked around to him bringing his head down to hers for a kiss. She devoured his mouth pushing closer to his body. Her hands drift down his front and began to rub against him through his pants.
Angel grabbed her hand but his body responded to the stimulus. "What are you doing?"
"They said you will go into a dream state where you will think of perfect happiness. I just wanted to give you some real memories to base the dream on. If we are quiet, we can at least share this together. I've already forgiven you. Please Angel let's have what we can." Her hand returned on its path squeezing him.
He picked her up. His anger and frustration from last night and learning about Buffy pushed Angel over the edge. She has the nerve to think this will bring happiness, I'll show her a happy. He cupped his hands under her pushing her against the wall. His hips ground into her; she arched her back pushing more firmly against his hardness. He grabbed her hair pulling her head back ravishing her mouth. His lower body humping into hers through their clothes, a hand roughly grabbed a breast pinching the nipple. Cordy moaned into his mouth. She was flying she always knew he would be an extraordinary lover.
He pulled away from her feet falling abruptly. "I think that's enough to work with thanks. We wouldn't want Angelus breaking through early. You're the best friend I could have asked for, thanks Cordy." He moved towards the door unlocking it.
"I'll be right there as soon as I freshen up," she called. He nodded and walked out closing the door behind him. "Man, this sucks; I can't even get Connor to finish someone could see us. Damn it, well sometimes a girl can only depend on herself," she said softly. She moved off quickly toward the bathroom not noticing Connor.
His eyes were hard as he watched the bleached blond all but skipping from the office. I should have known better than to trust anyone who was friends with him. She used me like a bitch in heat then went sniffing after him. I will show them somehow I'll show them both. Connor walked out of the hotel with his head down. The conversation and sounds from the office getting louder and louder in his mind.
He suddenly hit something and fell on his butt. "Are you okay, you seem kind of dazed?" Buffy asked.
Looking up he saw a beautiful blonde girl with her hand out to him. She was tiny smiling down at him and he couldn't help but return her smile. "I'm okay, sorry about running into you, Miss."
"Names Liz." Buffy pulled him up easily.
"I'm Stephen. You shouldn't be here it's dangerous, especially now."
"But it's safe for you? I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself." Standing next to each other now, Buffy got her first good look at him.
He was about 6 foot tall with dark hair and eyes, there were dimples that peeked out when he smiled and his body was trim and sleekly muscled. She thought his eyes looked lost almost like he had been abandoned. "Where were you headed staring at your feet?"
"Nowhere really, I don't have anywhere to go, not anymore." Connor couldn't bear the thought of returning to either place he had previously called home.
Buffy looked at him closely then made a decision. "Come on then, I have an extra room you can stay with me."
He looked up surprised then smiled. "I'd like that; I'd like that very much."
Chapter 18
The Shaman hypnotized Angel into a deep sleep while he wove the spell around him. He was in a bed making love with a blonde. Their bodies wrapped around each other touching, kissing, whispering words of love and forever. The joy in his heart caused him to feel the pain of his soul beginning to tear away. He was determined to look at Cordelia's face before his demon took over. She smiled up at him with love on her beautiful face. "Buffy!" He whispered falling on the bed in pain.
"Of course Buffy you ass, did you think I would take that over my golden girl? You are so pathetic soul boy. This time I plan on keeping her," Angelus bragged.
"NO!" Angel screamed inside his prison.
An evil laugh was heard from the locked cell. "Hello boys and girls, won't you let me come out and play? I know so many yummy games," Angelus smirked.
"You are staying where you are Angelus. We have some questions about the Beast to ask you," Wesley stated confidently.
Buffy and Connor walked into the apartment after slaying several vamps and other baddies, along the way. "You handle yourself really well Stephen. Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"My father brought me up to fight demons; he taught me everything. You were awesome, how did you get so strong?" Connor looked at her in wonder.
"You could say I was kinda born this way. When I turned fifteen, I came into my power. It only gets stronger the older I get. Here is the spare room; the bathroom is through there. You can lock both doors for privacy, if it will make you feel more comfortable. I probably have some clothes that you can sleep in and we can throw those in the wash. We can get you some more as soon as possible." Buffy moved out of the room closing the door.
Connor called out. "Liz thanks. No one has ever just been nice to me for no reason. It's nice."
"You're welcome Stephen and I'm sorry your life has been so hard. There are lots of really nice people out there you just have to give them a chance to know you." Buffy stumbled suddenly he rushed over to catch her.
"Are you okay?" He rushed over to help her over to the couch.
"Yeah, I probably just need to eat. Go take your shower; I'm fine I'll leave the clothes on the bed for you." She smiled, hoping to reassure him. Buffy went to grab a large T-shirt and boxers. They were her sleeping or lounging clothes, she hoped they would fit.
Buffy had a feeling things just got worse, after laying the clothes on the bed, she called Wesley. "Hello, oh yes just a moment. I'll be right back." Wesley almost ran up the stairs stunning everyone with his behavior.
"Must be Lilah, now there is a woman, all curvy and she really knows how to get a man's motor revving. Sorry Fred, but a man likes at least a little meat on the bone unless they are into, you know, young girls. Yeah, I could see how you could attract some men that way with your narrow hips and almost non-existent breasts. In the dark you could pass for a nubile pre-pubescent," Angelus laughed at Fred's face.
She had always been self-conscience of her body and his word cut her to the quick. She ran up the stairs in tears.
"You shut your mouth you son of a bitch," Gunn yelled.
"Go after her Gunn. Reassure her how you feel about her. I'll stay here behind the lines where it's safe," Cordelia cajoled. "I promise it will be fine anyway Lorne or Wesley should be back down soon." Gunn looked at the line on the floor then took off after Fred. "It's just you and me now, Angelus. What do you want to tell us about the Beast? You can have something Angel has wanted for a long time." Cordelia ran her hands over her breasts and down the front of her body. She looked at him seductively. "Do we have a deal?"
"Sure princess. Go lock the door so no one interrupts. Have to give you a test drive then I'll tell you everything you want to know."
Cordy quickly bolted the door rushing back down the stairs. Her blouse already unbuttoned as she pulled it the rest of the way off. Smiling at him, she pulled her pants off to strut in front of the cage.
"Come in here so we can do this right. I'll finish what Angel started," Angelus purred.
He had unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his pants so they hung low on his hips. She opened the cage and he pulled her to him devouring her mouth as he pawed at her body. Cordy moaned already hungry for him as he pushed her to her knees freeing his hard cock. She smiled up at him as her mouth engulfed him sucking him down.
My what a talented mouth you have, she could put Darla to shame. Kinda makes you wonder soul boy all those nights she left you to go home. Bet she did some patrolling of her own. You don't learn to be that good only doing the wonder warrior.
Angelus moved his hips quickly holding her head still so he could brutally fuck her mouth. Cordy easily took the changed pace with a moan. She swallowed his release with a proud smile. Pulling her up and bending her over the cot, her breasts sway as she wiggled her rear at him.
"Mmm, yes, come on make it good," she ordered.
He grinned stepping out of the cell to lock the door. "Don't know about soul boy but I don't do sloppy seconds."
Cordy whirled around. "What are you doing?" Her eyes widen then narrowed. He had locked her naked in the cage and he didn't even finish. What is today don't let Cordy cum day or something? "We had a deal. What do you mean sloppy seconds? Angel loves me. How do you think you got here?"
Angelus laughed at her. "Not by you Queen C, what a laugh. Oh, it was a luscious blonde that did the job. Well that leaves you out too. Like I was saying, it was a blonde but not you. She is small boned but strong, skin like a peach makes me hard just thinking about my girl," he purred.
"Darla, you have to be kidding me."
"You are dumb as a post aren't you? Nope not Darla either. Here's a clue for the mentally challenged. Her name starts with a B, any guesses," he smirked.
"BUFFY! There is no way he doesn't even think of her. I'm the only woman in his life," she screeched.
"Wrong you are stupid to even think you could take her place." He heard the others at the door. "Ta now." Angelus disappeared down the tunnels.
Wesley, Gunn and Lorne ran down the stairs to see Cordelia standing there naked and stop. Gunn grinned as the other two turn their backs.
"Well hand me my clothes." Gunn slowly picked up her clothes.
"How did this happen, Cordelia?" Wes asked over his shoulder.
"He tricked me then grabbed me. When we were in the cage, I must have passed out. I woke up like this and he was gone."
Gunn eyed her closely seeing the bruises on her breasts then he looked again. A huge grin spread across his face.
"Have you stared long enough Gunn or would you like me to turn, bend perhaps?" Cordy growled.
He opened the cell and brought her the clothes. Leaning close, "Might want to wipe your chin?"
Her hand flew to her face wiping it quickly. Putting on her clothes, she marched up the stairs without another word.
Chapter 19
Wesley, Gunn and Lorne looked at Angelus' empty cage. "Now what are we going to do?" Lorne asked.
"I'll call 'Liz' and have her meet us. Lorne call the shaman and have him put Angel's soul back in. He was right; we only made the situation worse."
They slowly walked up the stairs not believing the turn of events. Lorne went to the office as Wes and Gunn prepared to hunt for Angelus. After calling the Shaman, he went to the safe to remove Angel's soul.
Lorne sat down in shock, the safe was empty. I put it here myself, who could have taken Angelcakes soul. The only ones that would want it would be W&H and the Beast took care of them. "Wes, please come and tell me that my eyes are wrong. I will stop drinking if this is a hallucination promise."
Wesley and Gunn rushed into the office. "What's the matter, Lorne?" He looked at his friend concerned.
"Look, I put Angel's soul in there myself. No one else has been here but us. You see the jar don't you. Old Lorne's eyes are just pickled from one too many Manhattans, right?" Both men looked in the safe; the jar with the soul wasn't there.
"Sorry big guy, it ain't there." Gunn patted Lorne on the shoulder.
"Damn it, this night just keeps escalating! Lorne stay here with the girls and search the hotel. Hopefully, you will find it. See if the Shaman has to open the jar to release the soul. We will go and bring Angelus back and find a way to restore Angel with or without the jar." Wesley stormed out the door.
"My little tea bag is really steamed, huh?" Lorne looked at Gunn.
"English sure has changed a lot since he left."
"Charles, if you're coming let's move." Wesley shouted from the lobby.
The street fighter jogged out of the office. "Keep your pants on English, no way your leaving me out of this fight. Not after that jack-off made Fred cry."
Walking along, both men were silent for a few blocks then Wes asked. "What did Angelus do to Fred? Is she okay, Charles?"
"He told her some crap about her body. I think I persuaded her otherwise," Gunn grinned. "Look English we talked and she told me about what happened. We are trying to work things out so if you want there to be a chance for us to be friends, don't come between us."
"Charles, I will always help Fred if she calls me. She is my friend and at one time I hoped for more but she chose you. I don't poach. Now that you have that off your chest there are some things you need to know." Just then, his phone rang. "One moment, Charles."
"Yes, we will be there shortly. He got away; apparently, he tricked Cordelia and left her naked in the cage. Do quit laughing dear; it isn't becoming of you. Gunn is with me. Yes, I will explain it to him. Yes he is. Do be careful." Wesley hung up the phone.
"Who was that?" Gunn had watched the Englishman's whole face light up for whoever was on the phone.
"Buffy is a good friend that can help us catch Angelus. We are meeting her behind Caritas shortly. She doesn't want the others to know that she is helping us though if possible."
"Buffy, ain't that the name of Angel's slayer?"
"She used to be involved with Angel but for you health it would be best not to call her Angel's. Buffy is quite her own person and we have become close friends since she came to LA." Wesley smiled thinking of his friend.
"Does Angel know your macking on his ex?"
"We are just good friends, Charles, no macking involved. You will understand once you meet her. If after a short period you don't feel drawn to her, I'll eat my largest reference tome."
"You got a bet, English. Ain't no chick that special?"
Buffy asked Connor if he wanted to go with her and he jumped at the chance. On the way to Caritas Buffy looked over at Connor. "Stephen, my friend that we are going to help has known me since high school. I went by another name then, Buffy. I wanted you to know before we got there so you didn't think I lied to you about who I was. Buffy is the name I grew up with but I changed it to several months ago when I decided to start over and try to build a new life. Are you okay with that, still want to help?" She watched his reaction.
"Yeah that's no problem. My name was changed when I was little. I grew up as Stephen Holtz. My real name is Connor but it isn't the name that I like," he admitted.
"Oh you're Angel's son." Buffy now understand why he seemed familiar.
"You know Angel," he stopped walking. "I should have known better. He is everywhere and ruins everything. I can't breath but he's in my face taking it all away from me."
She place a hand on his arm. "Stephen, calm down. I knew your uh, Angel a long time ago. We don't know each other anymore. We aren't the same people we were and I haven't seen him in almost six months now. That meeting was short and as far as I'm concerned final. Stephen look at me, I want to be your friend if you will let me, no strings attached. My offer of a place to stay is still open if you want it, it's up to you."
Connor looked at her closely; her eyes shown with the truth. The golden centers almost blazed with it. "I'll stay if you're sure. Who are we meeting?"
"Well the old friend is Wesley. It seems they took out Angel's soul and he escaped. It's the funniest though, oh, never mind we should hurry." Buffy started running a little faster, her sword bouncing on her back.
"What happened please tell me?" Connor asked. "They found Cordelia locked naked in the cage and Angelus gone. She said he knocked her out and stripped her."
Connor heard the doubt in her voice. "You don't believe that do you?"
"The Angelus I knew wouldn't have. If Cordelia were his newest obsession, he wouldn't have let anyone else see her that way. If she's not he would have either killed her, not bothered with her at all or shredded her clothes and let's say given her a rough hello. Maybe he's changed as much as Angel, who knows anymore."
Connor thought about her words just as they arrived at the alley. Wesley and Gunn were coming from the opposite direction. Buffy ran over giving Wes a hug then slapped his arm. "That is for making me worry. Friends don't do that Wesley, next time I come and find you then I will kick you ass myself" she huffed.
Gunn and Connor watch as Wesley blushed and touched her cheek. "Are you doing okay?"
Connor bristled, until he realized it was only a friends concern for a friend. "Yes, now introduce me to your friend before he carts you off," she quipped.
"Buffy, this is Charles Gunn, I've told you about him. Charles, this is Buffy but she prefers Liz."
Gunn put his hand out for her to shake. "Don't believe a word he said unless it was good then it's all true. Damn English, you didn't say she was a knock out."
Buffy blushed then laughed; she was still uncomfortable with the notice her looks got. She remembered a time when she would have enjoyed the attention now it wasn't so important. She motioned for Connor to come closer. "Thanks Gunn but it was all good. I know you guys already know Stephen." Buffy looked at them pointedly
"Let's go find him so we can stuff Angel's soul back in Angelus. Who knows maybe we will get lucky and get to kick Big Red's ass while we look for him. Later I plan to kick someone's ass for letting him out starting with Angel. Come on the strongest vibes are coming from over here." Buffy spun jogging off not waiting for any of them.
Connor caught up to her quickly with Gunn and Wesley bringing up the rear. "Man, if that was mine; you would have to use a crowbar to pry me off. What is he stupid?" Gunn asked Wes.
"Yes, he is." Connor yelled back as Buffy giggled.
"Slayers have heightened senses Charles, including hearing."
Gunn shook his head. "Now you tell me, English."
Chapter 20
Outside a large warehouse, Buffy pointed up to Connor and to the two back exits for Wesley and Gunn. She faded into the shadows entering the front of the building. Connor watched Angelus and the Beast from the rafters above.
Angelus snarled throwing himself forward as Buffy came around the corner. The Beast plucked Angelus from the air holding him by the throat to hurl him against some crates on the back wall.
Not seeing Buffy, it walked forward to continue the vampire's punishment. She jumped up planting both feet in its chest knocking it down and back. It slid across the room with a roar. Buffy leaped across the distance just as it turned its head but she landed directly on a horn breaking it off. The Beast screamed and came up swinging blindly; she took a hit to the stomach. Doubling over slightly she fell back into a handspring kicking up into its solar plexus. They began exchanging punches blow for blow like Titans. Buffy was doing major damage as the Beast began to falter. Gritting her teeth and pushing the pain away, determined not to allow it to get away again.
The others watch in a dazed fascination not noticing Angelus sneaking around to the back of the Beast. He grabbed up the fallen horn using it like a knife to thrust it into the Beast back, straight where the heart should be. It exploded into a blinding bright red light then disappeared.
Buffy, in the middle of a swing, fell forward into Angelus' waiting arms. He pulled her back to his front wrapping his arm around her waist. "Hello lover have you missed me. No need to worry I have plans for you," he purred. Buffy exhausted from the fight and the overload to her senses couldn't pull away. "You missed me to, baby. Knew you always had a thing for bad boys."
Connor jumped down, "Let her go, now." He threatened aiming a crossbow.
"Now, is that anyway to talk to Daddy. I may have to spank and send you to your room without any supper."
"You aren't my father, Daniel Holtz was, now let her go."
"Let me see, no but thanks for coming you can leave now. Me and my girl need to catch up." Angelus pushed Buffy's hair aside, kissing her neck then dragged a fang across the tender flesh.
Cordelia stormed around her bedroom furious. "That bitch, she is here and messing with my boys. This will not do at all damn it; he was supposed to bring Angelus back to me. There were so many delicious ways for me to make him sorry for leaving me like that." She went to her dresser withdrawing something from a drawer. Sitting on her bed, the jar with Angel's soul in her hand, her eyes glowed white.
Cordelia began to speak to Angelus. His head came up as he looked over his shoulder not taking his grip off Buffy. I'm not there dumb ass; you are the only one that can hear me. If you don't want to become Angel real fast then kill that bitch now!
Angelus shook his head, then thinking his reply. I don't take orders from anyone, sorry, just not my style. If you're so tough, why aren't you here?
See if this will convince you. Angelus screamed as he felt the soul going back into his body.
Fine but you will regret this I promise. I'll find you and you'll pay. He heard laughter.
I'll be waiting for you sweetie, plus it's only fair you killed my boy.
Angelus sunk his teeth into Buffy but only took one drink when he pulled away screaming. The others yelled as Connor rushed forward to catch her in his arms. Angelus was clawing at this throat and chest, writhing on the ground.
"What is happening to him?" Gunn yelled looking at his former friend.
Ignoring him, Wes ran to Buffy. "Is she alright?"
Connor held her close, looking pale and scared. "She won't wake up why not, he didn't take that much?"
Before he could answer, they heard something behind them. "Wesley, what is going on?" Angel asked, "Oh please not again, BUFFY!" Crawling towards her and Connor his hand extended out to her.
"Get away from her this is your fault," Connor screamed.
"Connor, let's get her to the hotel it's closer. I think I know what happened, come on she'll be okay I promise." Wes spoke softly to the younger man. Connor stood up with her body hugged closed to him all but running back to the hotel.
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