Buffy sat in the hospital waiting room, her head leaning against Angel's
shoulder. Dawn was laid out on a couple of chairs sleeping, her head in
Buffy's lap. Joyce was still in surgery, and Buffy watched the clock
nervously. Angel put his hand over hers reassuringly. All Buffy could do
was smile wanly at him. She heard footsteps and she looked up, hoping it
was the doctor. It was only Giles.
"Just me. Sorry. Can I get you anything?" He asked.
"No. Thanks though." Buffy said.
"Angel?"
"I'm fine." Angel said. "Thanks."
Willow and Xander exchanged a few words about the time. Buffy's anxiety mounted every passing second. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.
"I can't stand this, what's taking so long?" Buffy asked.
"It doesn't mean anything." Angel said.
"You think?"
"I'd worry more if your mom was out of surgery quickly. It might mean there wasn't much they could do."
Buffy nodded, trying to believe what Angel had said. Then she saw the doctor walking up to them. She shook Dawn awake and both girls and Angel jumped to their feet. The others (Riley, Giles, Willow and Xander) also stood as the doctor neared. Buffy walked up to the doctor, Angel not far behind.
"Okay. Your mom's in recovery." The doctor said.
"What happened? Is she alright?" Buffy asked.
"Well, it was possible to visualize the tumor completely, which means I was able to get all of it. So baring complications in recovery, I think your mother's going to be fine."
"Are you kidding?" Dawn asked.
"I never kid about my amazing surgical skills. Of course, we're still going to have to watch your mother's condition and have her back in for follow-up testing, but overall I'd consider the procedure a complete success."
Relief and joy washed over Buffy, Dawn and all the others. They fell into ecstatic hugs and excited exclamations as the doctor beamed. Near grateful tears, Buffy broke from the group and turned to the doctor.
"Oh My God, Doctor, thank you. Thank you so much."
"Believe me, it's my.." Before he could finish Buffy grabbed the doctor into a big bear hug. In her joy, Buffy forgot her strength. "Oh, hey.. Uh, owww. Owwww!"
Buffy released him. "Sorry, sorry, but thank you, thanks. I mean it."
"Really, my pleasure. Your mom's going to be in recovery for a while you should all go home, get some rest, relax."
Buffy turned back to Angel and jumped in his arms he hugged her waist and picked her up off the floor. She squealed and kissed his neck as he spun her around. Once Buffy was back on the floor, Angel was whispering in her ear.
"I think we should celebrate." He said. Angel pulled back with a mischievous grin on his face and Buffy got the hint.
Xander walked up to them and Buffy hugged him. "Hey Buff?"
"Yeah?" Buffy asked.
"You, uh, you want me to take Dawn home with me? I know what Angel's grin meant and I figured you didn't want Dawn around for the festivities."
"You'd do that? For us?"
"You both deserve it. And besides, I don't think Dawn wants to be ignored while you two make googly eyes at each other and wish you were on the kitchen table or in the bed."
"Boy, you sure do know how to put things in perspective." Buffy cleared her throat. "Thank you Xander. I'd appreciate it."
"Appreciate what?" Dawn asked, coming up to the three.
"Um, you're going home with Xander tonight. He's gonna drive by the house and get your stuff while Angel and I talk to the doctor."
"Oh. Can we have pizza?" Dawn asked Xander.
"Whatever you want on it. It's your night." Xander said. "If you want, we can go to the Bronze." Buffy shook her head frantically. "Or not. Let's just stay in. Play board games. Watch cheesy movies and make fun of the bad acting. Sound cool?"
"Way. Can we go now?"
Xander looked at Buffy and she nodded. "Ok. Grab your stuff."
All around the house, candles were lit and they cast a romantic glow everywhere. Romantic music played in the background. Buffy and Angel had pushed some of the furniture back and they were half dancing, half standing, holding each other tight and swaying to the music every now and then. Buffy sighed happily. Angel had made a great dinner earlier between make out sessions and near jumping on the counter top.
"Can we put this song on repeat?" Buffy asked.
"Whatever you want." Angel said, kissing her hair.
"Can we put this whole night on repeat?"
"Absolutely. I'm with you there."
"Good." Buffy sighed contently. "God. I can't believe how relaxed I feel. Like all the tension's just been released from my body."
"Already? I had that scheduled for a little later on."
"Scheduled? Are you planning to seduce me?"
"Always." They smiled and he kissed her tenderly. "I want tonight to be special for you."
"It's more than special. It's perfect."
"I'm glad. You deserve it after everything you've been through."
"It was nothing compared to what Mom had to deal with."
"But it was a lot. And you were incredible."
"Not really. I was just covering for the weepy chicken within."
"I'm proud of you. You stayed strong the whole time, Buffy."
"Only because you were right there by my side the whole time. I honestly don't think I could have made it through this ordeal without you." Buffy laid her head on his chest. "But that's all over now. Now Mom's out of the woods and I'm here with you and that's all that matters."
"You know, we could be elsewhere."
Buffy laughed softly as she heard Angel purr in his chest. She looked up and caught his lips in a passionate kiss. He responded and the kiss grew deeper. As their lips stayed locked together, Angel lifted Buffy up into his arms and he carried her upstairs to Buffy's room. Closing the door behind him, Angel put Buffy down, still kissing her. Buffy pulled away for air and Angel looked down, just realizing that his shirt was undone. She slipped it off of him and started to work on his belt as he gently lifted the neck of her halter-top over her head. Once the button and zipper was undone, Buffy lifted her arms and allowed Angel to slip the rest of her top off her head.
Moving his cool hands up her back as they resumed their kissing, Angel found the hooks on Buffy's strapless bra and undid them. Now they were skin on skin and Angel loved the feeling of her hot flesh mixed with his cool flesh. Her hands worked his pants down his thighs and Angel let them fall the rest of the way, stepping out of them as Buffy moved backward towards the bed.
She started to sit down, but Angel grabbed her waist and pulled her back up. He undid the zipper on the back of her skirt and let the piece of clothing land on the floor. This time he let Buffy sit on the bed and he loomed over her, resting on his hands. She lifted her hips up and into his erection. Sliding one skillful hand down, he removed her lacey underwear with one fluid motion. They lied there naked feeling each other's skin. Buffy ran her fingers over Angel's tattoo as he traced her neck and the valley between her breasts. She moaned as his fingers found her hips then her inner thighs. He began to massage until Buffy couldn't take it anymore and she came. With a satisfied grin, Angel shoved into her and started to pump slowly and tenderly.
Eventually, they fell asleep after four rounds. Angel spooned himself around Buffy's back and she curled deeper onto his chest with a satisfied sigh. He wrapped his arm around her waist and allowed Buffy to sleep on his other, outstretched arm. They slept peacefully the whole night, no disturbances. No calls from the doctor or from her friends needing her help. It was perfect.
A week and a half later, Buffy, Giles, Joyce, and Angel all sat down in the Summers' dining room. Giles had just returned from a three-day stay in England and Joyce had been out of the hospital for a week. Just today she had finally climbed out of her bathrobe and into real clothes. Buffy smiled a little at her mom. Then, she got serious. Giles had gone to England to talk to the Council about Glory. Things had been a little hectic. Riley had decided to leave and go back to the Initiative, Anya and Willow had accidentally raised a troll, it had broken Xander's wrist, Buffy and the troll had destroyed the Bronze, and the Magic Box was a small wreck.
"I cringe to think what the place might have been like if I'd stayed away longer than three days." Giles said, talking about the Magic Box.
"Maybe we would have had time to clean it all up. You know, if Willow used some magicks to help." Buffy said.
"Yes, because nothing could possibly go wrong with that."
"Rupert, I still don't understand why those other watchers made you go all the way to England if they don't know anything." Joyce said.
"Well, they don't know it yet. They had no record of Glory or anyone like her, but based on what I've told them, they are going to look into it. They might have something soon."
"What about the key?" Angel asked.
"Yes.." Giles paused and looked at Joyce. "You know all of this?"
"I got some of it myself. Buffy and Angel told me the rest." Joyce said.
"Well, they were interested, certainly. And full of theories. Most of them nonsensical."
"But they didn't guess about Dawn? They don't know it's her?" Buffy asked.
"No."
"I still can't even start to grasp this. She's my little girl." Joyce said.
"It is disorienting."
"Giles, what happens if they figure it out? What would they do? What would happen?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know."
"Well, I can't think about this any more. It's too.." Joyce paused and looked at the mugs on the table. "I'll get these."
"Mom, let me help." Buffy said.
"I can handle it. I need to get back on my feet." Joyce walked out and Buffy looked at Giles then Angel and then back again.
"So, what do we do?" Buffy asked.
The phone woke Buffy up two days later. She was at the mansion because Joyce had insisted that she and Angel have some quality alone time and they had made love all night and slept all day. Buffy rolled out of Angel's grasp and picked up the phone. It was Giles. He was calling an emergency meeting of the Scooby Gang. The Council had apparently found some things on Glory and Giles needed to talk to her. Buffy hung up and woke Angel up. They drove to the Summers' house and found Dawn upstairs and Joyce in the kitchen. It was late afternoon when Giles and the rest of the gang arrived.
Buffy started to clean up soda cans. "I'll just get that.." She said as Xander walked in, his arm in a cast.
"Sorry I'm late. This thing makes driving an adventure in steering." Xander said.
Xander started to look for a place to sit and Buffy grabbed some magazines off the couch. "I guess Dawn left those here."
"It's all right, Buffy. I know this meeting is short notice." Giles said.
"Mom's still not a hundred percent, and I guess I haven't really been taking up the slack."
"The place looks fine, Buffy." Angel said.
"There's, like, a sweater under the sofa." Xander said. Buffy pulled it out as Xander said to Willow, "Well, I can't get it. Your troll broke my wrist."
"My troll!?" Willow asked.
"Angel, this is yours." Buffy said.
"Oops. Sorry honey." Angel said, taking the sweater and tossing it over the staircase's railing.
"Um.. aren't we supposed to have a meeting?" Xander asked.
"I didn't create the troll.. I didn't date the troll.. In fact I hate the troll. I helped deflate the troll.." Willow said. Xander gave her a weird/stern look. "All done."
"I've had some rather.. I've had some news. It seems that the Council of Watchers has found some information that may help us out." Giles said.
"About Glory?" Buffy asked.
"Presumably. We'll find out when they arrive. It could be quite important."
"Arrive? They're coming here? Now? Why do they have to come here?"
"Yeah, don't they have phones? Hallo, Buffy, here's some stuff we know, pip pip." Xander said.
"Yes. Phones! I'd like them to phone!"
"What's so bad about them coming here? Aren't they good guys? I mean, Watchers, that's just like whole other Gileses, right?" Tara asked.
"Yes! They're scary and horrible!"
"They come across a little, well, a little hard-nosed, but they do share our agenda. They want to save the world, kill the demons.." Giles started.
Anya cut him off. "Kill the current demons, right? Current demons."
"Giles, I don't want them here. I don't trust them. Make them not come here."
"They're probably already on the way. Our old friend Quentin Travers is heading up a delegation." Giles said.
"They put Buffy through that thing, that test and almost killed her. I don't want them here either. I don't trust them with Buffy." Angel said.
"And, when I was Faith, they almost killed me again. Honestly, I cannot handle more almost being killed right now!" Buffy said.
"I don't like the sound of this. They don't sound ex-demon compatible." Anya said.
"Are you sure they're English?" Tara asked. She looked at Willow. "I thought English people were gentler than normal people."
"Maybe they won't be so bad this time." Willow said. "I mean, Buffy, they did think you were Faith last time. Now that they know you're just you, maybe they won't care enough to kill you."
"It's not just that. They're going to screw things up. Everything's kinda delicate right now. There's, you know, Dawn to take care of.." Buffy said.
"Yeah, but that's not new. You always take care of her." Xander said.
"Right, right. I mean it's a dangerous time. Glory is out there somewhere and I don't want the council distracting me or getting in the way. Giles, I don't need them looking over my shoulder when we're not even sure what we're dealing with."
"But that's precisely why we need to talk to them.."
"Dawn, honey, what are you doing up at this hour? Go back to bed." Joyce said out in the foyer.
"I was just getting a snack." Dawn said.
"Dawn! Are you listening?" Buffy yelled.
"I can get a snack if I want to."
"She was listening."
"Does it matter? I mean is she really gonna set the Junior High buzzing with 'There's a delegation a-comin'?'" Willow asked.
"I don't know. It's just.. sometimes we say stuff.. I guess it's okay. Giles, you were saying something."
"Just that if the Council knows something about Glory, her agenda, her origins, then maybe it will help us get a grip on what we're dealing with." Giles said. "Because, right now, I think we're a little lost."
"I don't care. I don't want them here."
"Neither do I. Honestly, I don't want my fiancé, the love of my life, to be almost killed again by these English pricks. No offense Giles." Angel said.
"None taken. And neither do I, but what choice do we have?" Giles asked.
"Just me. Sorry. Can I get you anything?" He asked.
"No. Thanks though." Buffy said.
"Angel?"
"I'm fine." Angel said. "Thanks."
Willow and Xander exchanged a few words about the time. Buffy's anxiety mounted every passing second. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.
"I can't stand this, what's taking so long?" Buffy asked.
"It doesn't mean anything." Angel said.
"You think?"
"I'd worry more if your mom was out of surgery quickly. It might mean there wasn't much they could do."
Buffy nodded, trying to believe what Angel had said. Then she saw the doctor walking up to them. She shook Dawn awake and both girls and Angel jumped to their feet. The others (Riley, Giles, Willow and Xander) also stood as the doctor neared. Buffy walked up to the doctor, Angel not far behind.
"Okay. Your mom's in recovery." The doctor said.
"What happened? Is she alright?" Buffy asked.
"Well, it was possible to visualize the tumor completely, which means I was able to get all of it. So baring complications in recovery, I think your mother's going to be fine."
"Are you kidding?" Dawn asked.
"I never kid about my amazing surgical skills. Of course, we're still going to have to watch your mother's condition and have her back in for follow-up testing, but overall I'd consider the procedure a complete success."
Relief and joy washed over Buffy, Dawn and all the others. They fell into ecstatic hugs and excited exclamations as the doctor beamed. Near grateful tears, Buffy broke from the group and turned to the doctor.
"Oh My God, Doctor, thank you. Thank you so much."
"Believe me, it's my.." Before he could finish Buffy grabbed the doctor into a big bear hug. In her joy, Buffy forgot her strength. "Oh, hey.. Uh, owww. Owwww!"
Buffy released him. "Sorry, sorry, but thank you, thanks. I mean it."
"Really, my pleasure. Your mom's going to be in recovery for a while you should all go home, get some rest, relax."
Buffy turned back to Angel and jumped in his arms he hugged her waist and picked her up off the floor. She squealed and kissed his neck as he spun her around. Once Buffy was back on the floor, Angel was whispering in her ear.
"I think we should celebrate." He said. Angel pulled back with a mischievous grin on his face and Buffy got the hint.
Xander walked up to them and Buffy hugged him. "Hey Buff?"
"Yeah?" Buffy asked.
"You, uh, you want me to take Dawn home with me? I know what Angel's grin meant and I figured you didn't want Dawn around for the festivities."
"You'd do that? For us?"
"You both deserve it. And besides, I don't think Dawn wants to be ignored while you two make googly eyes at each other and wish you were on the kitchen table or in the bed."
"Boy, you sure do know how to put things in perspective." Buffy cleared her throat. "Thank you Xander. I'd appreciate it."
"Appreciate what?" Dawn asked, coming up to the three.
"Um, you're going home with Xander tonight. He's gonna drive by the house and get your stuff while Angel and I talk to the doctor."
"Oh. Can we have pizza?" Dawn asked Xander.
"Whatever you want on it. It's your night." Xander said. "If you want, we can go to the Bronze." Buffy shook her head frantically. "Or not. Let's just stay in. Play board games. Watch cheesy movies and make fun of the bad acting. Sound cool?"
"Way. Can we go now?"
Xander looked at Buffy and she nodded. "Ok. Grab your stuff."
All around the house, candles were lit and they cast a romantic glow everywhere. Romantic music played in the background. Buffy and Angel had pushed some of the furniture back and they were half dancing, half standing, holding each other tight and swaying to the music every now and then. Buffy sighed happily. Angel had made a great dinner earlier between make out sessions and near jumping on the counter top.
"Can we put this song on repeat?" Buffy asked.
"Whatever you want." Angel said, kissing her hair.
"Can we put this whole night on repeat?"
"Absolutely. I'm with you there."
"Good." Buffy sighed contently. "God. I can't believe how relaxed I feel. Like all the tension's just been released from my body."
"Already? I had that scheduled for a little later on."
"Scheduled? Are you planning to seduce me?"
"Always." They smiled and he kissed her tenderly. "I want tonight to be special for you."
"It's more than special. It's perfect."
"I'm glad. You deserve it after everything you've been through."
"It was nothing compared to what Mom had to deal with."
"But it was a lot. And you were incredible."
"Not really. I was just covering for the weepy chicken within."
"I'm proud of you. You stayed strong the whole time, Buffy."
"Only because you were right there by my side the whole time. I honestly don't think I could have made it through this ordeal without you." Buffy laid her head on his chest. "But that's all over now. Now Mom's out of the woods and I'm here with you and that's all that matters."
"You know, we could be elsewhere."
Buffy laughed softly as she heard Angel purr in his chest. She looked up and caught his lips in a passionate kiss. He responded and the kiss grew deeper. As their lips stayed locked together, Angel lifted Buffy up into his arms and he carried her upstairs to Buffy's room. Closing the door behind him, Angel put Buffy down, still kissing her. Buffy pulled away for air and Angel looked down, just realizing that his shirt was undone. She slipped it off of him and started to work on his belt as he gently lifted the neck of her halter-top over her head. Once the button and zipper was undone, Buffy lifted her arms and allowed Angel to slip the rest of her top off her head.
Moving his cool hands up her back as they resumed their kissing, Angel found the hooks on Buffy's strapless bra and undid them. Now they were skin on skin and Angel loved the feeling of her hot flesh mixed with his cool flesh. Her hands worked his pants down his thighs and Angel let them fall the rest of the way, stepping out of them as Buffy moved backward towards the bed.
She started to sit down, but Angel grabbed her waist and pulled her back up. He undid the zipper on the back of her skirt and let the piece of clothing land on the floor. This time he let Buffy sit on the bed and he loomed over her, resting on his hands. She lifted her hips up and into his erection. Sliding one skillful hand down, he removed her lacey underwear with one fluid motion. They lied there naked feeling each other's skin. Buffy ran her fingers over Angel's tattoo as he traced her neck and the valley between her breasts. She moaned as his fingers found her hips then her inner thighs. He began to massage until Buffy couldn't take it anymore and she came. With a satisfied grin, Angel shoved into her and started to pump slowly and tenderly.
Eventually, they fell asleep after four rounds. Angel spooned himself around Buffy's back and she curled deeper onto his chest with a satisfied sigh. He wrapped his arm around her waist and allowed Buffy to sleep on his other, outstretched arm. They slept peacefully the whole night, no disturbances. No calls from the doctor or from her friends needing her help. It was perfect.
A week and a half later, Buffy, Giles, Joyce, and Angel all sat down in the Summers' dining room. Giles had just returned from a three-day stay in England and Joyce had been out of the hospital for a week. Just today she had finally climbed out of her bathrobe and into real clothes. Buffy smiled a little at her mom. Then, she got serious. Giles had gone to England to talk to the Council about Glory. Things had been a little hectic. Riley had decided to leave and go back to the Initiative, Anya and Willow had accidentally raised a troll, it had broken Xander's wrist, Buffy and the troll had destroyed the Bronze, and the Magic Box was a small wreck.
"I cringe to think what the place might have been like if I'd stayed away longer than three days." Giles said, talking about the Magic Box.
"Maybe we would have had time to clean it all up. You know, if Willow used some magicks to help." Buffy said.
"Yes, because nothing could possibly go wrong with that."
"Rupert, I still don't understand why those other watchers made you go all the way to England if they don't know anything." Joyce said.
"Well, they don't know it yet. They had no record of Glory or anyone like her, but based on what I've told them, they are going to look into it. They might have something soon."
"What about the key?" Angel asked.
"Yes.." Giles paused and looked at Joyce. "You know all of this?"
"I got some of it myself. Buffy and Angel told me the rest." Joyce said.
"Well, they were interested, certainly. And full of theories. Most of them nonsensical."
"But they didn't guess about Dawn? They don't know it's her?" Buffy asked.
"No."
"I still can't even start to grasp this. She's my little girl." Joyce said.
"It is disorienting."
"Giles, what happens if they figure it out? What would they do? What would happen?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know."
"Well, I can't think about this any more. It's too.." Joyce paused and looked at the mugs on the table. "I'll get these."
"Mom, let me help." Buffy said.
"I can handle it. I need to get back on my feet." Joyce walked out and Buffy looked at Giles then Angel and then back again.
"So, what do we do?" Buffy asked.
The phone woke Buffy up two days later. She was at the mansion because Joyce had insisted that she and Angel have some quality alone time and they had made love all night and slept all day. Buffy rolled out of Angel's grasp and picked up the phone. It was Giles. He was calling an emergency meeting of the Scooby Gang. The Council had apparently found some things on Glory and Giles needed to talk to her. Buffy hung up and woke Angel up. They drove to the Summers' house and found Dawn upstairs and Joyce in the kitchen. It was late afternoon when Giles and the rest of the gang arrived.
Buffy started to clean up soda cans. "I'll just get that.." She said as Xander walked in, his arm in a cast.
"Sorry I'm late. This thing makes driving an adventure in steering." Xander said.
Xander started to look for a place to sit and Buffy grabbed some magazines off the couch. "I guess Dawn left those here."
"It's all right, Buffy. I know this meeting is short notice." Giles said.
"Mom's still not a hundred percent, and I guess I haven't really been taking up the slack."
"The place looks fine, Buffy." Angel said.
"There's, like, a sweater under the sofa." Xander said. Buffy pulled it out as Xander said to Willow, "Well, I can't get it. Your troll broke my wrist."
"My troll!?" Willow asked.
"Angel, this is yours." Buffy said.
"Oops. Sorry honey." Angel said, taking the sweater and tossing it over the staircase's railing.
"Um.. aren't we supposed to have a meeting?" Xander asked.
"I didn't create the troll.. I didn't date the troll.. In fact I hate the troll. I helped deflate the troll.." Willow said. Xander gave her a weird/stern look. "All done."
"I've had some rather.. I've had some news. It seems that the Council of Watchers has found some information that may help us out." Giles said.
"About Glory?" Buffy asked.
"Presumably. We'll find out when they arrive. It could be quite important."
"Arrive? They're coming here? Now? Why do they have to come here?"
"Yeah, don't they have phones? Hallo, Buffy, here's some stuff we know, pip pip." Xander said.
"Yes. Phones! I'd like them to phone!"
"What's so bad about them coming here? Aren't they good guys? I mean, Watchers, that's just like whole other Gileses, right?" Tara asked.
"Yes! They're scary and horrible!"
"They come across a little, well, a little hard-nosed, but they do share our agenda. They want to save the world, kill the demons.." Giles started.
Anya cut him off. "Kill the current demons, right? Current demons."
"Giles, I don't want them here. I don't trust them. Make them not come here."
"They're probably already on the way. Our old friend Quentin Travers is heading up a delegation." Giles said.
"They put Buffy through that thing, that test and almost killed her. I don't want them here either. I don't trust them with Buffy." Angel said.
"And, when I was Faith, they almost killed me again. Honestly, I cannot handle more almost being killed right now!" Buffy said.
"I don't like the sound of this. They don't sound ex-demon compatible." Anya said.
"Are you sure they're English?" Tara asked. She looked at Willow. "I thought English people were gentler than normal people."
"Maybe they won't be so bad this time." Willow said. "I mean, Buffy, they did think you were Faith last time. Now that they know you're just you, maybe they won't care enough to kill you."
"It's not just that. They're going to screw things up. Everything's kinda delicate right now. There's, you know, Dawn to take care of.." Buffy said.
"Yeah, but that's not new. You always take care of her." Xander said.
"Right, right. I mean it's a dangerous time. Glory is out there somewhere and I don't want the council distracting me or getting in the way. Giles, I don't need them looking over my shoulder when we're not even sure what we're dealing with."
"But that's precisely why we need to talk to them.."
"Dawn, honey, what are you doing up at this hour? Go back to bed." Joyce said out in the foyer.
"I was just getting a snack." Dawn said.
"Dawn! Are you listening?" Buffy yelled.
"I can get a snack if I want to."
"She was listening."
"Does it matter? I mean is she really gonna set the Junior High buzzing with 'There's a delegation a-comin'?'" Willow asked.
"I don't know. It's just.. sometimes we say stuff.. I guess it's okay. Giles, you were saying something."
"Just that if the Council knows something about Glory, her agenda, her origins, then maybe it will help us get a grip on what we're dealing with." Giles said. "Because, right now, I think we're a little lost."
"I don't care. I don't want them here."
"Neither do I. Honestly, I don't want my fiancé, the love of my life, to be almost killed again by these English pricks. No offense Giles." Angel said.
"None taken. And neither do I, but what choice do we have?" Giles asked.