Chapter 1

Author's note (1): This is the same story as before, but I've removed the NC-17 bits.

Author's note (2): As always, my mother tongue isn't English so please, no flames.

Author's note (3): The time line for BtVS is after Smashed. Buffy is sleeping with Spike, but no one knows about it. The Season 3 events for AtS haven't happened yet.

Summary: My fic won't be following the time line exactly for what happened during BtVS or AtS. What if Angel didn't really recover from his "bad boy" period during the chase of Darla & Drusilla? What if eventually his Angel investigation friends accepted him back despite it? And what if this half-Angel/half-Angelus finds out that his Buffy sleeping with Spike? This pure angst, it's not a very nice Angel people.

Rating: R for violence, mention of non-consensual sex, abuse, bad language

Pairing: B/S, A/B, Aus/Buffy

Review: Yes, please!

Disclaimer: BTVS & Angel not mine. The rest is mine.

 Distribution: Sure, just let me know. The NC-17 version of this story (only one- two chapters are rated as NC) can be found at the wonderful Brytanica site, just follow the link:

http://liquid2k.com/enchanting-place/main.html

Beta :  O.k, this will take long! When I posted it first I didn't have any beta, you can see through the reviews, but now I have and this fic is totally beta . I would like to thank the amazing and wonderful Sigma for beta this fic for me, he is doing such a great fast job, really, I enjoy reading my stories through his beta, so thanks Sigma!

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Chapter 1

She never felt so humiliated in her life, even as a human. Harmony missed her smoochies bear, and thinking of the irritating Slayer being all over him made her un-beating heart ache in frustration.

"She will pay!"

She'd found out from some other vampire about what her blonde bear had been doing, and now she was furious. She'd really disliked Buffy when she hadn't been a vampire, but now she despised her.

She went to find the only person she could think of: Cordelia. However, all she found was a really pissed-off looking Angel.

"I...I'll come back later..." She turned, trying to run away, but he grabbed her arm and twisted it painfully. "Ow! Angel, my arm! Do you mind?"

Angel just stared at her coldly, "I thought I told you not to come back here!"

Harmony twisted in his arms, not realizing that this wasn't the Angel she had met before. She continued to whine quietly about her Spike and Slutty.

Suddenly hearing what she was saying, Angel spun her around to face him, his voice low and threatening, "What did you say?"

"Nothing, really. I...I had problems with my Spikey, and I thought Cordelia would be here. She's not, so I'm just going to go..."

"God, Harmony, what do you take me for, you stupid bimbo? I heard you say something about Spike and Buffy. Why don't you tell me about it? And if you lie..." He twisted her arm until it broke, and she screamed.

"Ok!" she sobbed between cries. "Please, Angel, you're hurting me."

He released her arm roughly, ignoring her screams and sobs. Harmony quickly told him everything she knew about Spike and Buffy, but when she had finished, she suddenly realized that he wasn't acting like Angel. "Angelus?" she whispered, terrified, but suddenly hopeful that he would help her get her Spikey back...

"Angel." he said tonelessly.

A stake appeared in his hand, and he slammed it into her heart. Startled, Harmony could only gasp before she turned to dust.

Later that day, when the other members of Angel Investigations had come into work, Angel informed them that he was leaving to help a friend in need. They didn't dare question him. Since he'd returned from chasing the hell-bitch twins, Drusilla and Darla, they knew that their Angel was gone for good, replaced with someone else -- someone between Angelus and Angel. He still helped the needy, but he didn't hope for redemption anymore. He didn't kill humans for food, but he was extremely cruel at times, like Angelus. No one really wanted to learn how much of Angelus he was. Instead, they just accepted that their boss was harsh and pretended that there wasn't a problem.

Occasionally, Cordelia could get through to him, but she knew her limits. And this time, there was a very clear limit.

On his way to Sunnydale, he didn't really think about Buffy and their "eternal" love. When he had become the Angel/Angelus hybrid, he had realized that she was his...forever. He didn't really think about the tall figure sitting next to him either. This was a satisfied client who owed Angel a favor...and Angel thought this was a very good time to collect it.

Buffy, Willow, and most of the others were at the Magic Box. Buffy was pacing nervously, until Dawn walked in, follow by Spike.

"Dawn!" She felt a great surge of relief.

"Found her outside the Bronze, with some friends."

Buffy smiled thankfully at him, before picking up her stuff. She was mad at Dawn, but she didn't want to fight with her in front of the others. "We should go home."

Anya nodded, "Yes, go home and fight there."

Xander rolled his eyes at this but gave her a quick hug. He seemed ready to say something, but Angel suddenly burst into the store.

Buffy looked worried, "Angel! Is everything ok?"

"Actually, no." he answered coldly.

Giles cleaned his glasses nervously, suspiciously looking at the stranger standing next to Angel.

"A friend." Angel stated, seeming to read his mind.

Buffy came closer, frowning slightly. He could smell Spike all over her and it sickened him. "I need something from you."

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, her voice so full of love and concern that it almost broke his heart. Almost. "What do you need?"

Spike looked slightly upset, but he knew that she didn't love him. Not yet. She couldn't even bring herself to consider it now.

Angel gestured for his friend to stand next to Buffy as he grabbed her and held her tightly. His friend began to mutter a spell, energy swirling around her. She couldn't get away, and the energy almost suffocated her. Tara and Giles frantically tried spells, but nothing worked. They could only stare helplessly as Buffy began to sag in pain.

The tall man finished, and Angel sliced off his head, making him disappear. Buffy began to regain her feet but had to lean on him for a little while longer. She felt so strange. Slowly, she raised her head and really looked at Angel. He seemed so strange, his eyes cold and hard...almost like...she started to struggle.

"Relax, Buffy, it's still me." He held her tightly in his arms. "I am taking Buffy with me."

"What?" Giles gasped, anger and shock playing across his face. "She's the slayer! You can't just take her away from her duty! And what just happened here!?"

Angel ignored the question, looking for his errant Childe. Seeing him nowhere in the store, he realized that Spike must have left to avoid his wrath. Oh, well. There would be time to take care of him later.

"Angel?" Buffy tried to push him away and stand on her own. "What are you talking about?"

He held her tightly, his voice cold and cruel, "You will not speak unless I tell you to."

"Angel?" she whispered, confused. "What's wrong?"

"I know about you and Spike."

His words made her shiver, they were filled with so much hate and loathing. She suddenly had to face her friends, face what she was sure would be disgust and loathing. "Is this revenge Angel? Telling my friends, my watcher, my sister?"

Dawn looked knowingly at her sister; she'd known for a while about what was going on with Spike, but she felt a bit betrayed at not being told. Glancing at everyone else, she could see her own feelings mirrored there. Angel spoke again, "This is not revenge, Buffy. I have changed, and I am going to take my life back. And that means you."

The ex-lovers stared at each other, ignoring the others' worried and concerned expressions. Buffy, by this point, looked mad enough to stake him. "What the hell do think I'll do? Just drop everything and follow you to God knows where?"

He smirked. "No, I didn't. That's why I asked my friend to help."

"And the thanks he gets is having his neck snapped?" she snorted.

"That was the deal, and he knew it. We should get going before the sun comes up."

"Like hell I'm going with you, Angel! My life is here. If you wanna talk or whatever, fine. If not, get the hell away from my town!"

He grabbed her, and she tried to push him away, only to find herself too weak to budge him. "What did you do to me!?"

Angel just held her, his expression warning the others not to come any nearer. He did feel that he had to explain himself though, because he really still cared about these people. He wasn't all Angelus. While he searched for the right words, Tara spoke up, "He was a warlock, wasn't he?"

Angel nodded silently, but Buffy stopped her struggles for a second in confusion. "Why would you need a warlock?"

"To take away your Slayer powers..." Giles suddenly figured out what had happened.

"What?" Willow frowned "Why?"

Angel shrugged, as if it were a normal occurrence. "I already explained, Willow. I came to take Buffy, my mate, and there is nothing you can do."

Buffy was hysteric now, struggling with all her diminished might to get away from his grip. The arms that had once held her lovingly and tenderly now grasped her tightly and cruelly.

"You can't fight me, any of you. I put a protecting spell on both of us, and only I can break it! As I'm sure you've figured out by now, Giles, the spell I used can't be uncast."

Giles stood silently, feeling helpless. There was absolutely nothing he could do. Dawn began to cry, "But, Buffy...you can't just take her away from me! Angel, please, don't do that to me!"

He softened a little, but didn't change his mind. "Giles will be here for you. I'm not taking her away forever. You'll see her eventually."

"Angel..." Buffy, beginning to cry herself, tried to think of how to appeal to the heart he'd obviously buried very deeply.

"Don't."

"I will fight you!" she hissed.

"I'm counting on that!" he snapped.

"How will you keep me from getting away in daylight!?"

Angel smirked slightly and showed her his ring, the Gem of Amara. She gasped, along with the rest of the room. Her struggles intensified, and she tried to punch him, but he caught her hand easily. "Don't fight me, lover. You'll loose each time."

Giles tried to reason with him "How do you expect us to handle the Hellmouth without a Slayer?"

"I would tell you that I don't care, but since I do, I'll tell you the truth: Faith is being released from jail. You could ask her help out. I'll leave the details up to you. Now, we have to go. If any of you will try to get her back, I promise you that I won't play nice. Don't forget that I'll be guarding her at all times."

He dragged the still-fighting Buffy with him out the door, but eventually he picked her up to hasten his progress. His car was right outside, and he gently placed her in the seat next to him and drove away, leaving the Scoobies to watch helplessly.

Angel didn't talk as they made their way to LA. She stared at him, anger and fear coursing through her.

"It won't make a difference, you know" she said in a broken, tired voice.

"I don't care, Buffy. You are with me now. If you want to act like a little brat, that's fine with me."

More tears came to her already red and swollen eyes. "Do you think you can kidnap me like some caveman and expect me to willingly fit into your mold!?"

"No, I don't. But you'll learn."

"Learn...learn what?"

"Your place, as my mate. You see, I didn't just put a protection spell on you. I bound us by blood. You are now immortal."

"I...I don't want to be immortal! I don't!"

"You act as if you had a choice. You don't. You will be my consort: live by my rules, share my bed..."

Buffy laughed, sounding hysterical now. "Are you crazy? Share your bed? Have you even thought about the curse? Or are you planning on becoming Angelus?"

"Ouch, Buffy! That hurts." He sounded mocking, but he really was hurt by her words and actions. He didn't want to harm her, but she had to learn. Later, there would be plenty of time for tenderness.

"I hate you!"

"Don't say words that you don't mean, lover." His voice was low and threatening. "I removed the curse before I came. I'm not stupid."

"What? All this time you could have..." She trailed off. This hurt far worse than his previous actions. He could have been there, with her, and he chose not to.

Angel watched as the emotions played over her face. He knew that she thought he had known about the spell for a while. He had actually only found it a few days ago and had planned on telling her right away. Now it didn't matter. He would tell her what really had happened, but now she had to suffer like he had suffered when he'd smelt his Childe all over her.

"I will not share your bed, Angelus!"

He smiled, the beautiful look jarred by his almost mocking tone. "It's Angelus, now? Call me whatever you like, Buffy. You will follow my rules and share my bed. In return, I will give you everything you need."

"I am not your whore!" she snarled.

His hand came up, and she braced herself for a blow, but he only tucked a few errant strands of hair behind her ear. She relaxed slightly and sighed. He didn't seem to want to hurt her physically, but emotionally...what would she be like after a century at his side?  She began to sob quietly, but her cries soon grew louder. Angel stroked her gently, making soothing noises.

"Please, Angel, take me home. Please!" she begged, but he merely shook his head silently.

"Shh, love. You will get used to this. I promise."

Finally, she cried herself out and fell asleep. Angel had stopped the car when she'd begun to sob, and now he looked at her with a smile. She was his now. She'd learn eventually. Whether it was through pain or pleasure was entirely her choice...

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