Title: Do you Like it?
Author: Hope!
Email: Hope@delusional-youth.net
URL:
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All belongs to Joss and UPN.
Spoilers: Everything
Summary: Title based off of a song by 'Our Lady Peace' Mostly B/S with a few other ships mixed in, POST-CHOSEN. Answers the question: Where do we go from here?
~~~~~~~
I just wanna get out
Stuck inside of this
Waiting for something else
Waiting to exist
Can you offer me help?
Help from what I've missed?
- - Our Lady Peace 'Do You like it'
~~~~~~~
"I love you." The last words that had been spoken to him filled his head. He knew at that moment that everything was worth it. Getting the soul, sacrificing his 'vampirehood' and any doubts that he might have had in the past about his love for her cleared away with those words as she looked at him, really looked at him for what he percieved to be the first time. He wanted to tell her that he loved her two, he wanted to say how long he had been waiting for her to say that and how much he would miss her but he wouldn't allow himself to. He couldn't allow himself to say that because if he did then he would want to listen to her, he would want to try and take off the bloody amulet and follow her out of Sunnydale and be with her.
"No you don't...but thanks for saying it." He bit his tongue, almost unable to hold back the tears that were trying to make their way out. She had to believe that he didn't trust her. If she knew how much he loved her and that he believed her - he had seen what she did for Dawn and heard the things she did for Angel, he wouldn't let her sacrifice herself for him. The hellmouth began to collapse around them and she let go of his hand trying to balance herself. "Now go!" He ordered.
He wasn't worried if she would make it out or not. The slayer always found a way. "I wanna see how it ends." He smirked. A few years ago he would have staked himself if he knew he would do this. Unable to hold back what he thought was tears he began laughing, who would have thought it would end like this. Who would have thought that William the frickin bloody would die saving - - - Then everything went black.
= = = = = = =
All she could do was smile. All of her life as a slayer she had just wanted normalcy, she had wanted to be a normal girl and now she had that chance. She finally had the chance to live the life that she always wanted because, above all else...she had made it normal for a girl to be a slayer.
Looking in front of her, she began to laugh. "Buffy?" Dawn asked her sister, not sure whether to laugh with her or be worried.
"Nothing..." She said trying to catch her breath. "I just realized that I left the tv on. Spike had wanted me to tape passions."
"Yea...did we ever figure out why he liked that?" Willow asked, trying to make sure her friend wasn't about to go through an emotional breakdown.
"It was about the way they portrayed the devil and all that...he found it funny." A tear escape her eye and she quickly wiped it away, crossing her arms once again and turning to her friends.
"So whats the plan B?" Faith asked, not sure if she should go back to the bus and stay with Robin or not.
"Yea, are we going to go find the other slayers?" Dawn pressed.
"Well I suppose we should find some way of contacting them and notifying them of whats going on. We wouldn't want them to use their strengths for..."
"Killing people with shiny knives?" Faith attempted a joke. "Hey, what ever did happen to that knife B? It was pretty sweet..."
"Buffy?" Xander asked, walking up to his friend and waving an arm in front of her face. "Earth to the buffster, do you copy?"
"Huh? Yea." She said to Xander, moving his hand out of her face. "Disney world, eventually, not very funny, left it at the house thats kinda in a big crater now and yes I copy."
"Oh...." Dawn reacted, 'eventually' so they'd eventually spend the rest of their lives hunting down other slay---"DISNEY WORLD?!?!"
- - - - - -
Four years had passed and everything seemed back to normal. As normal as it could get anyway. Faith and Wood had gone to cleveland with a few of the slayers to watch the hellmouth, promising that they would contact the ever paranoid Buffy if anything happened that seemed apacolypse-y. Giles headed back to England to see if he had any sources left to find the new slayers and train them...reluctantly bringing Andrew with him. Giles had grown accustomed to having Andrew around so he didn't bother him too much...only really when he attempted an accent and how he insisted getting a more british name. Andrew hadn't been the only one surprised by his survival of the final battle at the hellmouth but since then he had decided to 'make his life meaningful' by trying to learn everything he could about everything, especially after Dawn had found and burned all of the footage he had recorded of the scooby gang, almost all of it at least. She had kept Spike's portion to give to Buffy but she never really knew how to do it so it just sat in the back of her closet collecting dust.
Vi, Rona and almost all of the other slayers went back to their families, Buffy and the rest of the gang going with them in order to explain to parents what had happened. Many of the girls had been forced to leave their families without even saying goodbye so they had been worried for a long time. Kennedy was one of the only slayers who decided to stay with the scoobies, mostly because of Willow and the fact that she was one of the only slayers over the age of 18, not to mention that she didn't need to have an actual job because her trust fund was big enough to support herself, the scoobies and anyone else on the face of the planet for the rest of their lives.
Willow easily got a job at a software company, not being able to stand sitting around in the house all day doing nothing, something that Kennedy loved and she quickly became one of the top programmers. Xander also stayed with Willow and Kennedy. There wasn't much that he could do now because of his 'disability' from working and the lack of Anya. Only a few weeks after the battle the first had visited him in Anya's form and he had believed it for a few moments. He had run up to her to hug her, telling her that he knew that Andrew had to be wrong but when he went through her...the look on his face seemed to scare even the first who hadn't appeared to him or anyone else since.
After going to Disney World, yes they went to Disney world, Buffy gave Dawn the choice of where they were going to live and to no one's surprise they ended up living two houses away from Willow and Kennedy and only a few blocks from Xander. Dawn graduated highschool with grades that even Willow would be jealous of, using the hellmouth as an excuse for her very low grades back in Sunnydale. Deciding that she wanted to be a writer, Dawn moved to New York to go to NYU. Buffy had been able to raise the money for Dawn's college fund by finding their father and giving him the ultimate guilt trip, something that Buffy had had a talent for doing since she was little. He gave her so much money for Dawn's tuition in fact that Buffy was able to not only not have to work for a good portion of her life (she was also recieving money from Giles on a regular basis) but have a wardrobe that she would have killed for a few years earlier.
Even though she had ended up moving to L.A., Buffy never really saw Angel and had only helped him on a few cases that he had needed more muscle for. With hardly anything to do but patrol and hang out with Xander and Willow since Dawn went off to college (It turned out that Vi was going to college in the city also, so she had her watch after Dawn for her.) Buffy decided one day that she would go for a walk.
- - - - -
"Hi." Buffy said, walking up to the front desk. The small clerk lifted her head up and greeted Buffy, asking her how she could help her. "I was wondering if Angel was in?" She asked the Wolfram and Hart lady.
"Hold on a moment." She said, picking up a headset and dialing in a number. "Hi, this is Tracey down in the main lobbey, there's a young woman here to see Mr. Angel." Looking back up at Buffy. "What's your name dear?" She asked, watching Buffy take a piece of gum from a tray on the counter.
"Buffy Summers." She said to the woman who stared at her in disbelief.
"No, really."
"Why do people always react like that, its a name. I mean yea its not the most common--"
"The slayer?"
"Oh, you meant no as in that...Yup, I am she." Buffy said, remembering what Angel had said about this law firm and how it wasn't exactly normal.
"In that case you can go right ahead to that elevator over there and Angel is on the 23rd floor." She said, pointing to the elevator that was less than 20 feet to Buffy's left.
"Thank you." Buffy said, suddenly feeling like she was being watched from all directions.
After rushing to the elevator Buffy pressed the button for the 23rd floor and waited quite impatiently to get to the floor. It seemed to be taking forever and after a few minutes of checking her hair and humming to herself, Buffy noticed that a white button had appeared above all the other ones on the control. "Ooh, shiney..." She said, going to push it.
"Trust me." She stopped her hand and looked out the door realizing that she had stopped, a tall african american man was standing in the doorway. "You don't want to press that."
"Oh...umm, is this floor number 23?" She asked as the man walked into the elevator. "Nope, this is 15 but I'm heading up to 23 right now too..." He said, walking into the elevator and pressing the already highlighted button for 23.
"15?! I've been in this thing for 10 frickin minutes." Buffy mumbled to herself.
"What brings you to Wolfram and Hart?" The man asked, seeing if it would get Buffy to stop chewing her gum so loudly.
"Just here to see an old friend. Okay, well not really an old friend more like an old boyfriend but would you really tell someone just an old friend? I mean that would imply that you were nervous about seeing him for some reason, which I'm not and why should I be? Sure we haven't really talked in a few years and the last time we actually did talk it was about my other old boyfriend and how he was jealous but I can date whoever I want an---"
"So your Buffy?" Gunn asked, putting his hand out to shake the blond's. "They said you were small, but I guess I never really believed them. Oh, and you might want to spit that gum out before you go pouring out every intimate detail of your life. Its some kinda truth serumey gum, Fred invented it."
"Oh..." Buffy said, immediately spitting the gum onto the floor. "And here I thought I was just pulling another Buffy Summers, she who talks a lot."
"Yea, I heard that from Cordelia..." He said, eyeing the spot where she spit the gum so that he wouldn't accidentally step on it.
"You know Cordelia? How is she? Wait, are you Gunn?" she asked him, remembering how Wesley was talking about Gunn last time he visited. Wesley visited and Angel didn't, Buffy thought she'd never see the day when that happened.
"Yea, still in a coma and that would be me." He said smiling. "Actually I'm goin up to meet Angel and the rest of the crew for a fang gang meeting."
"Fang gang?" She laughed at the name. "You guys actually named yourselves?"
"Well I hear you guys call yourselves the scoobies." Gunn smirked, leaving Buffy speechless as the elevator came to a stop and they stepped out, Buffy following Gunn to Angel's office. "Angel invite you to the meeting or you just here for a visit?" Gunn asked, trying to make conversation. He had heard a lot of things about Buffy and even though he had met the other slayer, Faith, he couldn't believe that Buffy was a slayer. She just seemed too...too blond or something.
"Visit." She said, noticing that Gunn was beginning to slow down. So we must almost be there... she thought to herself. "Whats your meeting about?"
"Oh something to do with whats-his-face. Angel thinks he might know why he's back, y'know the way he is." Gunn said, stopping and opening the door.
Not even responding, Buffy walked into the room staring dumbfounded at the image in front of her. "Spike?"
"Buffy!" Angel said loudly as he stepped in front of her. "Hi, how are you?" Throwing Angel aside Buffy walked up to where she had seen Spike a second ago but walked into a mirror. Looking into the mirror she saw Gunn speaking to air, aka Angel and what she could have sworn was just a flash of bleached hair making its way out the side door.
"Spike!" She yelled again, not even realizing that she had seen an image of him, or what she thought was him through the mirror.
"Buffy..." Angel said, trying to chase after her as she ran out of the office, following the sound of someone running very fast and very far away from her. "Buffy what are you doing?" Angel jumped in front of her, momentarily stopping her.
"Where's he going?" She asked, trying to get past Angel without hurting him.
"Who? Buffy, what are you talking about?" He asked her again, trying to calm her down.
Taking a deep breath Buffy looked up and into her ex-lover's eyes. "Angel. Where. Is. He. Going." She asked as calmly as possible, not noticing the large group of people walking out of their offices and watching the two.
"Buffy, I don't know what your talking about." He said. "Now lets go back into my office and---" She punched him in the face before he could finish and she began running again, hoping that she could pick up on his trail.
Not trusting the elevators, all of which seemed to be being used, Buffy slammed open the door to the stairs and jumped down the center of the spiral, amazing the few employees who were in the stairway while landing with perfect ease onto the first floor and running out the door without missing a step.
"Spike?!" She screamed, running into the lobby. She ran out into the center and looked around the entire room.
"Excuse me miss." Tracey from the desk walked up to her and said, trying to calm her down. "You have to calm down. I think you scared some of the emplo- -"
"Where is he?" She asked, suddenly grabbing Tracey by the shoulder.
"I...I don't know what your talking about." She said, looking nervously at the blond and then smiling when she looked behind her.
Seeing the look in the woman's eyes, Buffy quickly ducked, dropping the woman onto the ground in the process. Surely enough, a blue collared security guard tumbled over her and landed on the woman. Turning quickly around, Buffy looked to see what she was up against. Three other overwieght security.....vampires. All three of them shifted into their game faces, mouthing the word slayer as Buffy took them each out easily.
Flipping over the nearest one while she pulled a stake out of her bag, Buffy quickly got up and staked the first guard in the back, Buffy could have sworn she heard laughing from behind her. Easily dodging a punch attempt from the second she kicked him and spun around, seeing one of the "Exit" doors that your only supposed to use during a fire alarm slam shut.
Ignoring the other guards who were backing away from her, Buffy ran for the door and collided head on with a random lawyer who was coming in from a smoking break. "Sorry..." they mutterd as Buffy ran off, frantically looking through the faces on the sidewalk.
After running from one side of the block to the other, sure that she didn't miss one spot Buffy stopped and leaned against a wall. "Dumbass..." She called herself. She had tried not to think about him in years and now she thought she was having delusions about him.
"Buffy?" Gunn asked out of breath as he ran up to her. "A) Great job on the guards, I didn't really like using vamps but they say its cheaper and B) Angel wants to see you." He said, leaning his hand on the steel wall.
"Sorry...I-I must be delusional or something." Buffy said, looking around one last time.
"Its alright, we all have those days." He said, finally catching his breath. "So we'll go back inside and talk to Angel in his office then?" Gunn said loudly.
"Yeah, I guess. Sorry if I scared you guys..." She said as she followed him back inside the building.
Collapsing out of complete exhaustion, the man who had been hiding behind a dumpster at the front of the alley where Buffy and Gunn had been standing began wiping the dirt off of his black shirt. "Spike?"
"Bullocks." He said, turning to see who had found him. "Oh, only you." He laughed looking at Fred. She looked so out of place in the alley. "I thought you were the blond." He said, still panting.
"Are you okay?" She asked. "Angel told me to find you and tell you ---"
"Yea, yea, not to go to peaches office. I heard Gunn loud and clear, actually really loud too. I'm surprised the girl didn't pick up on it."
"Yea..." Fred said, smiling weakly.
"Now I have one question Fred." Spike asked, walking out of the alley and towards the hotel with the brunette. "Who the bloody hell was that, why did I have to run away from her and why is she in such good shape?"
Fred didn't know how to answer him.
- - - - -
A/N: And Hope returns!! Muahahah. I've been off the Fanfiction circuit for a while but I hope to come back full swing with this story so please reviiiew! Tell me how much you hate it and how you would love to burn it into little itty bitty bits!
Author: Hope!
Email: Hope@delusional-youth.net
URL:
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All belongs to Joss and UPN.
Spoilers: Everything
Summary: Title based off of a song by 'Our Lady Peace' Mostly B/S with a few other ships mixed in, POST-CHOSEN. Answers the question: Where do we go from here?
~~~~~~~
I just wanna get out
Stuck inside of this
Waiting for something else
Waiting to exist
Can you offer me help?
Help from what I've missed?
- - Our Lady Peace 'Do You like it'
~~~~~~~
"I love you." The last words that had been spoken to him filled his head. He knew at that moment that everything was worth it. Getting the soul, sacrificing his 'vampirehood' and any doubts that he might have had in the past about his love for her cleared away with those words as she looked at him, really looked at him for what he percieved to be the first time. He wanted to tell her that he loved her two, he wanted to say how long he had been waiting for her to say that and how much he would miss her but he wouldn't allow himself to. He couldn't allow himself to say that because if he did then he would want to listen to her, he would want to try and take off the bloody amulet and follow her out of Sunnydale and be with her.
"No you don't...but thanks for saying it." He bit his tongue, almost unable to hold back the tears that were trying to make their way out. She had to believe that he didn't trust her. If she knew how much he loved her and that he believed her - he had seen what she did for Dawn and heard the things she did for Angel, he wouldn't let her sacrifice herself for him. The hellmouth began to collapse around them and she let go of his hand trying to balance herself. "Now go!" He ordered.
He wasn't worried if she would make it out or not. The slayer always found a way. "I wanna see how it ends." He smirked. A few years ago he would have staked himself if he knew he would do this. Unable to hold back what he thought was tears he began laughing, who would have thought it would end like this. Who would have thought that William the frickin bloody would die saving - - - Then everything went black.
= = = = = = =
All she could do was smile. All of her life as a slayer she had just wanted normalcy, she had wanted to be a normal girl and now she had that chance. She finally had the chance to live the life that she always wanted because, above all else...she had made it normal for a girl to be a slayer.
Looking in front of her, she began to laugh. "Buffy?" Dawn asked her sister, not sure whether to laugh with her or be worried.
"Nothing..." She said trying to catch her breath. "I just realized that I left the tv on. Spike had wanted me to tape passions."
"Yea...did we ever figure out why he liked that?" Willow asked, trying to make sure her friend wasn't about to go through an emotional breakdown.
"It was about the way they portrayed the devil and all that...he found it funny." A tear escape her eye and she quickly wiped it away, crossing her arms once again and turning to her friends.
"So whats the plan B?" Faith asked, not sure if she should go back to the bus and stay with Robin or not.
"Yea, are we going to go find the other slayers?" Dawn pressed.
"Well I suppose we should find some way of contacting them and notifying them of whats going on. We wouldn't want them to use their strengths for..."
"Killing people with shiny knives?" Faith attempted a joke. "Hey, what ever did happen to that knife B? It was pretty sweet..."
"Buffy?" Xander asked, walking up to his friend and waving an arm in front of her face. "Earth to the buffster, do you copy?"
"Huh? Yea." She said to Xander, moving his hand out of her face. "Disney world, eventually, not very funny, left it at the house thats kinda in a big crater now and yes I copy."
"Oh...." Dawn reacted, 'eventually' so they'd eventually spend the rest of their lives hunting down other slay---"DISNEY WORLD?!?!"
- - - - - -
Four years had passed and everything seemed back to normal. As normal as it could get anyway. Faith and Wood had gone to cleveland with a few of the slayers to watch the hellmouth, promising that they would contact the ever paranoid Buffy if anything happened that seemed apacolypse-y. Giles headed back to England to see if he had any sources left to find the new slayers and train them...reluctantly bringing Andrew with him. Giles had grown accustomed to having Andrew around so he didn't bother him too much...only really when he attempted an accent and how he insisted getting a more british name. Andrew hadn't been the only one surprised by his survival of the final battle at the hellmouth but since then he had decided to 'make his life meaningful' by trying to learn everything he could about everything, especially after Dawn had found and burned all of the footage he had recorded of the scooby gang, almost all of it at least. She had kept Spike's portion to give to Buffy but she never really knew how to do it so it just sat in the back of her closet collecting dust.
Vi, Rona and almost all of the other slayers went back to their families, Buffy and the rest of the gang going with them in order to explain to parents what had happened. Many of the girls had been forced to leave their families without even saying goodbye so they had been worried for a long time. Kennedy was one of the only slayers who decided to stay with the scoobies, mostly because of Willow and the fact that she was one of the only slayers over the age of 18, not to mention that she didn't need to have an actual job because her trust fund was big enough to support herself, the scoobies and anyone else on the face of the planet for the rest of their lives.
Willow easily got a job at a software company, not being able to stand sitting around in the house all day doing nothing, something that Kennedy loved and she quickly became one of the top programmers. Xander also stayed with Willow and Kennedy. There wasn't much that he could do now because of his 'disability' from working and the lack of Anya. Only a few weeks after the battle the first had visited him in Anya's form and he had believed it for a few moments. He had run up to her to hug her, telling her that he knew that Andrew had to be wrong but when he went through her...the look on his face seemed to scare even the first who hadn't appeared to him or anyone else since.
After going to Disney World, yes they went to Disney world, Buffy gave Dawn the choice of where they were going to live and to no one's surprise they ended up living two houses away from Willow and Kennedy and only a few blocks from Xander. Dawn graduated highschool with grades that even Willow would be jealous of, using the hellmouth as an excuse for her very low grades back in Sunnydale. Deciding that she wanted to be a writer, Dawn moved to New York to go to NYU. Buffy had been able to raise the money for Dawn's college fund by finding their father and giving him the ultimate guilt trip, something that Buffy had had a talent for doing since she was little. He gave her so much money for Dawn's tuition in fact that Buffy was able to not only not have to work for a good portion of her life (she was also recieving money from Giles on a regular basis) but have a wardrobe that she would have killed for a few years earlier.
Even though she had ended up moving to L.A., Buffy never really saw Angel and had only helped him on a few cases that he had needed more muscle for. With hardly anything to do but patrol and hang out with Xander and Willow since Dawn went off to college (It turned out that Vi was going to college in the city also, so she had her watch after Dawn for her.) Buffy decided one day that she would go for a walk.
- - - - -
"Hi." Buffy said, walking up to the front desk. The small clerk lifted her head up and greeted Buffy, asking her how she could help her. "I was wondering if Angel was in?" She asked the Wolfram and Hart lady.
"Hold on a moment." She said, picking up a headset and dialing in a number. "Hi, this is Tracey down in the main lobbey, there's a young woman here to see Mr. Angel." Looking back up at Buffy. "What's your name dear?" She asked, watching Buffy take a piece of gum from a tray on the counter.
"Buffy Summers." She said to the woman who stared at her in disbelief.
"No, really."
"Why do people always react like that, its a name. I mean yea its not the most common--"
"The slayer?"
"Oh, you meant no as in that...Yup, I am she." Buffy said, remembering what Angel had said about this law firm and how it wasn't exactly normal.
"In that case you can go right ahead to that elevator over there and Angel is on the 23rd floor." She said, pointing to the elevator that was less than 20 feet to Buffy's left.
"Thank you." Buffy said, suddenly feeling like she was being watched from all directions.
After rushing to the elevator Buffy pressed the button for the 23rd floor and waited quite impatiently to get to the floor. It seemed to be taking forever and after a few minutes of checking her hair and humming to herself, Buffy noticed that a white button had appeared above all the other ones on the control. "Ooh, shiney..." She said, going to push it.
"Trust me." She stopped her hand and looked out the door realizing that she had stopped, a tall african american man was standing in the doorway. "You don't want to press that."
"Oh...umm, is this floor number 23?" She asked as the man walked into the elevator. "Nope, this is 15 but I'm heading up to 23 right now too..." He said, walking into the elevator and pressing the already highlighted button for 23.
"15?! I've been in this thing for 10 frickin minutes." Buffy mumbled to herself.
"What brings you to Wolfram and Hart?" The man asked, seeing if it would get Buffy to stop chewing her gum so loudly.
"Just here to see an old friend. Okay, well not really an old friend more like an old boyfriend but would you really tell someone just an old friend? I mean that would imply that you were nervous about seeing him for some reason, which I'm not and why should I be? Sure we haven't really talked in a few years and the last time we actually did talk it was about my other old boyfriend and how he was jealous but I can date whoever I want an---"
"So your Buffy?" Gunn asked, putting his hand out to shake the blond's. "They said you were small, but I guess I never really believed them. Oh, and you might want to spit that gum out before you go pouring out every intimate detail of your life. Its some kinda truth serumey gum, Fred invented it."
"Oh..." Buffy said, immediately spitting the gum onto the floor. "And here I thought I was just pulling another Buffy Summers, she who talks a lot."
"Yea, I heard that from Cordelia..." He said, eyeing the spot where she spit the gum so that he wouldn't accidentally step on it.
"You know Cordelia? How is she? Wait, are you Gunn?" she asked him, remembering how Wesley was talking about Gunn last time he visited. Wesley visited and Angel didn't, Buffy thought she'd never see the day when that happened.
"Yea, still in a coma and that would be me." He said smiling. "Actually I'm goin up to meet Angel and the rest of the crew for a fang gang meeting."
"Fang gang?" She laughed at the name. "You guys actually named yourselves?"
"Well I hear you guys call yourselves the scoobies." Gunn smirked, leaving Buffy speechless as the elevator came to a stop and they stepped out, Buffy following Gunn to Angel's office. "Angel invite you to the meeting or you just here for a visit?" Gunn asked, trying to make conversation. He had heard a lot of things about Buffy and even though he had met the other slayer, Faith, he couldn't believe that Buffy was a slayer. She just seemed too...too blond or something.
"Visit." She said, noticing that Gunn was beginning to slow down. So we must almost be there... she thought to herself. "Whats your meeting about?"
"Oh something to do with whats-his-face. Angel thinks he might know why he's back, y'know the way he is." Gunn said, stopping and opening the door.
Not even responding, Buffy walked into the room staring dumbfounded at the image in front of her. "Spike?"
"Buffy!" Angel said loudly as he stepped in front of her. "Hi, how are you?" Throwing Angel aside Buffy walked up to where she had seen Spike a second ago but walked into a mirror. Looking into the mirror she saw Gunn speaking to air, aka Angel and what she could have sworn was just a flash of bleached hair making its way out the side door.
"Spike!" She yelled again, not even realizing that she had seen an image of him, or what she thought was him through the mirror.
"Buffy..." Angel said, trying to chase after her as she ran out of the office, following the sound of someone running very fast and very far away from her. "Buffy what are you doing?" Angel jumped in front of her, momentarily stopping her.
"Where's he going?" She asked, trying to get past Angel without hurting him.
"Who? Buffy, what are you talking about?" He asked her again, trying to calm her down.
Taking a deep breath Buffy looked up and into her ex-lover's eyes. "Angel. Where. Is. He. Going." She asked as calmly as possible, not noticing the large group of people walking out of their offices and watching the two.
"Buffy, I don't know what your talking about." He said. "Now lets go back into my office and---" She punched him in the face before he could finish and she began running again, hoping that she could pick up on his trail.
Not trusting the elevators, all of which seemed to be being used, Buffy slammed open the door to the stairs and jumped down the center of the spiral, amazing the few employees who were in the stairway while landing with perfect ease onto the first floor and running out the door without missing a step.
"Spike?!" She screamed, running into the lobby. She ran out into the center and looked around the entire room.
"Excuse me miss." Tracey from the desk walked up to her and said, trying to calm her down. "You have to calm down. I think you scared some of the emplo- -"
"Where is he?" She asked, suddenly grabbing Tracey by the shoulder.
"I...I don't know what your talking about." She said, looking nervously at the blond and then smiling when she looked behind her.
Seeing the look in the woman's eyes, Buffy quickly ducked, dropping the woman onto the ground in the process. Surely enough, a blue collared security guard tumbled over her and landed on the woman. Turning quickly around, Buffy looked to see what she was up against. Three other overwieght security.....vampires. All three of them shifted into their game faces, mouthing the word slayer as Buffy took them each out easily.
Flipping over the nearest one while she pulled a stake out of her bag, Buffy quickly got up and staked the first guard in the back, Buffy could have sworn she heard laughing from behind her. Easily dodging a punch attempt from the second she kicked him and spun around, seeing one of the "Exit" doors that your only supposed to use during a fire alarm slam shut.
Ignoring the other guards who were backing away from her, Buffy ran for the door and collided head on with a random lawyer who was coming in from a smoking break. "Sorry..." they mutterd as Buffy ran off, frantically looking through the faces on the sidewalk.
After running from one side of the block to the other, sure that she didn't miss one spot Buffy stopped and leaned against a wall. "Dumbass..." She called herself. She had tried not to think about him in years and now she thought she was having delusions about him.
"Buffy?" Gunn asked out of breath as he ran up to her. "A) Great job on the guards, I didn't really like using vamps but they say its cheaper and B) Angel wants to see you." He said, leaning his hand on the steel wall.
"Sorry...I-I must be delusional or something." Buffy said, looking around one last time.
"Its alright, we all have those days." He said, finally catching his breath. "So we'll go back inside and talk to Angel in his office then?" Gunn said loudly.
"Yeah, I guess. Sorry if I scared you guys..." She said as she followed him back inside the building.
Collapsing out of complete exhaustion, the man who had been hiding behind a dumpster at the front of the alley where Buffy and Gunn had been standing began wiping the dirt off of his black shirt. "Spike?"
"Bullocks." He said, turning to see who had found him. "Oh, only you." He laughed looking at Fred. She looked so out of place in the alley. "I thought you were the blond." He said, still panting.
"Are you okay?" She asked. "Angel told me to find you and tell you ---"
"Yea, yea, not to go to peaches office. I heard Gunn loud and clear, actually really loud too. I'm surprised the girl didn't pick up on it."
"Yea..." Fred said, smiling weakly.
"Now I have one question Fred." Spike asked, walking out of the alley and towards the hotel with the brunette. "Who the bloody hell was that, why did I have to run away from her and why is she in such good shape?"
Fred didn't know how to answer him.
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A/N: And Hope returns!! Muahahah. I've been off the Fanfiction circuit for a while but I hope to come back full swing with this story so please reviiiew! Tell me how much you hate it and how you would love to burn it into little itty bitty bits!