Buffy silently put the key into her lock and slowly turned it. She cringed
as she heard the slight click of the door unlocking. Slowly, she pulled the
door open just enough for her body to slip through. She tiptoed through the
doorway and winced as the door creaked slightly as she closed it. She
turned the lock. Home safe, she thought with relief.
"Where have you been?" Willow asked as the lights flashed on.
Buffy squeaked and spun around to find Willow sitting calmly on her bed.
"Have you been sitting here in the dark all night long?" Buffy asked with a small smile.
"Well," Willow said a little sheepishly, "It's not everyday you get a chance to scare a slayer."
Buffy just laughed and began to get dressed for bed. "So how was the Bronze?" she said as she pulled off her shirt. With a small frown she noticed that one of the vampires had sliced a whole in it.
"Hey," Willow said accusingly, "don't try and change the subject. Where were you?"
"Out patrolling," Buffy said, her voice innocent and sweet.
"I know that voice," Willow said knowingly, "that voice means your hiding something."
"No, it doesn't," Buffy said turning around to look at Willow. Although her words denied the accusation her tone of voice and face confirmed Willows suspicions.
"What happened?" Willow asked excitedly hugging her pillow to her chest and moving to the edge of the bed. Buffy couldn't help but noticed how much she looked like Dawn, begging Buffy to tell her a bed time story.
"Well, I went on patrol," Buffy began slowly as she sat on her bed.
"I already know that part!" Willow exclaimed, "Get to the good stuff."
"Well, if that's the way your going to be," Buffy said with a smirk. She laid down and turned off the lamp light, threatening to leave the story untold.
"Okay, okay," Willow said turning the light back on, "I'll be good."
With an exaggerated sigh Buffy said, "All right... So I went on patrol," she almost burst out laughing at Willows expression.
"And..."
"And, you know what? I'm really tired," Buffy said rolling over, "I think I'll go to bed. We can talk about this in the morning, can't we?"
"Not funny," Willow said throwing her pillow at her friend.
Buffy expertly dodged it and through in back. After a pause she said, "All right, so I was patrolling and I ran into a group of vampires attacking three people," Buffy said giving up her game of annoying Willow. She went on to explain exactly what had happen, although she toned down exactly how hot Angel was. She left out completely the feeling she had when she first saw him and failed to mention anything about the shock that ran between them whenever they touched.
"A Warrior?" Willow said to herself. Their childish acting had disappeared completely by now and Willow was all business trying to figure out if she had ever heard of Angel. "I don't think I've ever read anything about one," after a pause she said, "How do we know he's not lying."
"I saw him fight those vampires," Buffy said, "He's not lying." Buffy found it a little frightening how quickly she had trusted him. But her instincts told her that he was safe and they had never steered her wrong before. 'Besides,' she thought to herself, 'how bad can a guy be if he sends shivers down your spine and makes your stomach tingle?' She shook her head as if trying to get rid of her bad thoughts, 'Bad Buffy. Remember Riley. The guy your supposedly in love with'
"So when do we get to meet this mystery man?" Willow asked excepting Buffy's explanation.
"Tomorrow after classes," Buffy told her as she turnrd out the lights.
"I can't wait," Willow said as she turned over. As she closed her eyes she couldn't help but remember Buffy's voice as she talked about Angel. It held something Willow couldn't recognize. And her eyes. They were happier than Willow had seen them in a long time. 'Interesting' was her last thought before sleep took her.
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"What kind of name is Angel anyway?" Xander asked as they walked down Sunnydale's busy streets.
"It's a nickname," Buffy explained slightly pushing him, then after a pause, "I think."
"And Spike?" Xander continued, "Is he like a biker or something?"
"Xand, these people are here to help. Their good guys. So could you please give them a little slack?" Buffy pleaded.
"Oh all right," Xander said with a smirk.
"Thank you," Buffy said with a smile. Buffy and Xander were walking a few feet in front of Anya and Willow, who were discussing something Walsh had said in their last Psych class. They were slowly making their way to the Magic Box enjoying the nice weather and lack of impending doom. Riley, who had to stay after to grade papers, promised he would meet them their later.
Buffy was happy, almost giddy. The sun was shinning, she got a B on her last Psych assignment, she had her friends around her, and the world wasn't ending. Life was good.
That was until she heard the scream coming from the alley.
She looked around, the people on the street hadn't even paused. 'God I love Sunnydale,' she thought to herself. Willow and Anya, who had caught up to her, looked at her for instructions.
"Guys," she said taking charge, "run to the Magic Box," she thanked God it was only two streets away, "Bring weapons!" with that she turned to the alley and ran.
It was easy to find the source of the scream, all she had to do was follow the overturned garbage cans. She turned the corner and stopped dead in her tracks. A girl was cowering on the ground as an eight foot tall demon towered over her. He had big black scales the size of base balls and claws six inches long on each of his fingers.
'Great' Buffy thought as she ran towards him, 'I really liked this outfit.'
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Angel was sitting at a table in the Magic Box waiting for Giles to finish with one of his costumers. Dru was sitting on Spikes lap silently reading a book on Gypsy's as Spike played with her hair. Angel turned towards the door as the bell rang hoping it would be Buffy. The look of disappointment on his face as a beautiful brunette with designer shoes walked in wasn't lost on Spike. He was pretty sure this was the only time in his life he had ever seen his friend disappointed to see a beautiful woman.
"Hello salty goodness," Cordelia whispered as she noticed the handsome brunette sitting at the table.
Giles looked up from his cash register, "Oh, hello Cordelia."
"I thought we were having a Scooby meeting?" she questioned as she smiled at Angel. He couldn't help but notice the resemblance it held to a shark.
"We are. But I'm afraid Buffy's running a little late," he explained as he handed the woman at the counter her change, "Thank you for coming."
"That's just like her," Cordelia said sitting down next to Angel, "Always thinking of herself. I had to cancel a manicure to come here. A manicure!" she shoved her hand in Angel's face for emphasis, "I'm Cordelia Chase by the way."
"Angel," he said shaking her hand.
"Oh," she said with a smile that made him cringe, "so your the reason we're all gathered here."
"Yeah, I.. Umm.. guess," Angel said glaring at Spike who had begun to laugh so hard he was near tears.
Cordelia was just about to ask another question when the door flung open and three people rushed in. Xander grabbed a heavy bag that clanged as he ran and left as fast as he came. Willow grabbed a small bag from behind the counter and followed him out. Anya went and sat down next to Cordelia breathing hard.
"Anya?" Giles yelled.
"Oh yeah," she said as she gasped for breath, "Someone's being attacked by something. Buffy went off to save her and didn't have any weapons."
Before anyone could say anything else Angel jumped out of his chair and ran off after Willow.
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"Where have you been?" Willow asked as the lights flashed on.
Buffy squeaked and spun around to find Willow sitting calmly on her bed.
"Have you been sitting here in the dark all night long?" Buffy asked with a small smile.
"Well," Willow said a little sheepishly, "It's not everyday you get a chance to scare a slayer."
Buffy just laughed and began to get dressed for bed. "So how was the Bronze?" she said as she pulled off her shirt. With a small frown she noticed that one of the vampires had sliced a whole in it.
"Hey," Willow said accusingly, "don't try and change the subject. Where were you?"
"Out patrolling," Buffy said, her voice innocent and sweet.
"I know that voice," Willow said knowingly, "that voice means your hiding something."
"No, it doesn't," Buffy said turning around to look at Willow. Although her words denied the accusation her tone of voice and face confirmed Willows suspicions.
"What happened?" Willow asked excitedly hugging her pillow to her chest and moving to the edge of the bed. Buffy couldn't help but noticed how much she looked like Dawn, begging Buffy to tell her a bed time story.
"Well, I went on patrol," Buffy began slowly as she sat on her bed.
"I already know that part!" Willow exclaimed, "Get to the good stuff."
"Well, if that's the way your going to be," Buffy said with a smirk. She laid down and turned off the lamp light, threatening to leave the story untold.
"Okay, okay," Willow said turning the light back on, "I'll be good."
With an exaggerated sigh Buffy said, "All right... So I went on patrol," she almost burst out laughing at Willows expression.
"And..."
"And, you know what? I'm really tired," Buffy said rolling over, "I think I'll go to bed. We can talk about this in the morning, can't we?"
"Not funny," Willow said throwing her pillow at her friend.
Buffy expertly dodged it and through in back. After a pause she said, "All right, so I was patrolling and I ran into a group of vampires attacking three people," Buffy said giving up her game of annoying Willow. She went on to explain exactly what had happen, although she toned down exactly how hot Angel was. She left out completely the feeling she had when she first saw him and failed to mention anything about the shock that ran between them whenever they touched.
"A Warrior?" Willow said to herself. Their childish acting had disappeared completely by now and Willow was all business trying to figure out if she had ever heard of Angel. "I don't think I've ever read anything about one," after a pause she said, "How do we know he's not lying."
"I saw him fight those vampires," Buffy said, "He's not lying." Buffy found it a little frightening how quickly she had trusted him. But her instincts told her that he was safe and they had never steered her wrong before. 'Besides,' she thought to herself, 'how bad can a guy be if he sends shivers down your spine and makes your stomach tingle?' She shook her head as if trying to get rid of her bad thoughts, 'Bad Buffy. Remember Riley. The guy your supposedly in love with'
"So when do we get to meet this mystery man?" Willow asked excepting Buffy's explanation.
"Tomorrow after classes," Buffy told her as she turnrd out the lights.
"I can't wait," Willow said as she turned over. As she closed her eyes she couldn't help but remember Buffy's voice as she talked about Angel. It held something Willow couldn't recognize. And her eyes. They were happier than Willow had seen them in a long time. 'Interesting' was her last thought before sleep took her.
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"What kind of name is Angel anyway?" Xander asked as they walked down Sunnydale's busy streets.
"It's a nickname," Buffy explained slightly pushing him, then after a pause, "I think."
"And Spike?" Xander continued, "Is he like a biker or something?"
"Xand, these people are here to help. Their good guys. So could you please give them a little slack?" Buffy pleaded.
"Oh all right," Xander said with a smirk.
"Thank you," Buffy said with a smile. Buffy and Xander were walking a few feet in front of Anya and Willow, who were discussing something Walsh had said in their last Psych class. They were slowly making their way to the Magic Box enjoying the nice weather and lack of impending doom. Riley, who had to stay after to grade papers, promised he would meet them their later.
Buffy was happy, almost giddy. The sun was shinning, she got a B on her last Psych assignment, she had her friends around her, and the world wasn't ending. Life was good.
That was until she heard the scream coming from the alley.
She looked around, the people on the street hadn't even paused. 'God I love Sunnydale,' she thought to herself. Willow and Anya, who had caught up to her, looked at her for instructions.
"Guys," she said taking charge, "run to the Magic Box," she thanked God it was only two streets away, "Bring weapons!" with that she turned to the alley and ran.
It was easy to find the source of the scream, all she had to do was follow the overturned garbage cans. She turned the corner and stopped dead in her tracks. A girl was cowering on the ground as an eight foot tall demon towered over her. He had big black scales the size of base balls and claws six inches long on each of his fingers.
'Great' Buffy thought as she ran towards him, 'I really liked this outfit.'
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Angel was sitting at a table in the Magic Box waiting for Giles to finish with one of his costumers. Dru was sitting on Spikes lap silently reading a book on Gypsy's as Spike played with her hair. Angel turned towards the door as the bell rang hoping it would be Buffy. The look of disappointment on his face as a beautiful brunette with designer shoes walked in wasn't lost on Spike. He was pretty sure this was the only time in his life he had ever seen his friend disappointed to see a beautiful woman.
"Hello salty goodness," Cordelia whispered as she noticed the handsome brunette sitting at the table.
Giles looked up from his cash register, "Oh, hello Cordelia."
"I thought we were having a Scooby meeting?" she questioned as she smiled at Angel. He couldn't help but notice the resemblance it held to a shark.
"We are. But I'm afraid Buffy's running a little late," he explained as he handed the woman at the counter her change, "Thank you for coming."
"That's just like her," Cordelia said sitting down next to Angel, "Always thinking of herself. I had to cancel a manicure to come here. A manicure!" she shoved her hand in Angel's face for emphasis, "I'm Cordelia Chase by the way."
"Angel," he said shaking her hand.
"Oh," she said with a smile that made him cringe, "so your the reason we're all gathered here."
"Yeah, I.. Umm.. guess," Angel said glaring at Spike who had begun to laugh so hard he was near tears.
Cordelia was just about to ask another question when the door flung open and three people rushed in. Xander grabbed a heavy bag that clanged as he ran and left as fast as he came. Willow grabbed a small bag from behind the counter and followed him out. Anya went and sat down next to Cordelia breathing hard.
"Anya?" Giles yelled.
"Oh yeah," she said as she gasped for breath, "Someone's being attacked by something. Buffy went off to save her and didn't have any weapons."
Before anyone could say anything else Angel jumped out of his chair and ran off after Willow.
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Sorry for the long wait, I know it's been a really long time. I hope you like this new chapter. Tell me if it's as good as the others or if everything sucks. Please review! I love suggestions and I can take constructive criticism! Please review!