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Rating: M

Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction so PLEASE review! I really appreciate feedback!

I'm really, really sorry that this chapter is late! I just had a really busy couple of weeks and I came down with a serious case of writers block. I hope the Bangel content in this chapter will make things even. :)


Chapter 9

Angel looked at the watch on his wrist and decided it was time to go home. As he walked out his office he very much appreciated the silence that greeted him. Almost everyone had already left but due to being the CEO he was used to being one of the last to leave almost every night. He didn't mind it though; he enjoyed the quietness after a whole day of the hectic atmosphere Wolfram and Hart normally had.

Angel wanted to get home quickly. He put it off this morning but he knew that he needed to talk to Buffy about what had happened last night. As he made his way to the garage where his car was parked he let his mind drift back to the way Buffy felt in his arms, the way her lips pressed against his. He knew he shouldn't have kissed her, not with everything that was going on but he couldn't help his attraction towards her. He was an alpha and had needs and he knew Buffy felt the same way.

He hopped into his Plymouth and started it up. Part of him was mad at Wesley for interrupting them. If he hadn't then he would have had Buffy in his bed which was something he had wanted pretty much since he had met her. He knew she wouldn't have objected. The smell of her arousal got stronger and stronger the more he probed her mouth. However he could control his urges for now. He just hoped that things between him and Buffy wouldn't become weird; he was really enjoying having her around. She was so easy to talk to and she understood him so well.

He pulled himself from his thoughts and instead focused on the road in front of him. He pressed his foot down onto the acceleration, his thoughts of Buffy making him even more eager to get home.


Back at the Hyperion Buffy was in the gym working out her frustration on a punching bag. She had had a good day looking after Amelia but she needed a workout. It was the only way to clear her thoughts. She turned to the clock on the wall and saw that it was getting late. She knew Angel would be home soon. She was aching to see him again. A part of her really wished that Wesley hadn't interrupted them last night. Despite everything that was happening and the pain of losing Pike she really wanted Angel. He made everything just seem so much better.

She threw one last hard roundhouse kick at the punching bag and it snapped off its chain and flew across the room. Panting she walked over to where she had placed her water bottle and towel. She used the towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead then took a big drink of her water. She turned to leave and take a shower before Angel got home and was stopped in her tracks by the man in her thoughts standing by the door.

"Hey, I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"Oh no, I was just finishing up."

"I can see that." Angel's eyes darted to the punching bag lying on the other side of the room then back to her face. "Can we talk?"

"I think we should."

"Okay, well I'm sorry about what happened. I just couldn't help myself. I know that you're going through a hard time right now and I want to help. It was just a moment of weakness. You know what it's like being an alpha. I think it would be best to just forget it and move on."

Buffy swallowed her disappointment and put on a straight face. "Yeah, forget it, great idea."

"So we're okay?"

"Yeah we're fine." Buffy smiled at him and stepped forward. "Well I'm going to go take a shower."

"Okay." Buffy's arm brushed his on her way past him and he couldn't help himself.

"Buffy?"

She turned round. "Yes?"

Angel grabbed her upper arms and pulled her towards him. The second their lips touched the sparks flew again. Once again Buffy didn't resist and pressed her body right against his and kissed him back hard. They could both feel the heat rising between them as their hands felt up each other's body. They only broke when the need for air became an issue.

Buffy stepped back, panting slightly. "So… forgetting?"

Angel smiled. "Yeah, I think that we should forget about forgetting."

"I agree." Buffy put her arms around Angel's neck and pulled him down to her for another kiss.

After another heated make out session they broke apart.

"So," Angel began. "Where does this leave us?"

"Well we're mature, grown adults who are attracted to each other and who are also very amorous alpha wolves so occasionally need a little stress relief and I think we should just leave it at that."

"Okay I have no problem with that."

"Good, well I do actually need to take a shower so I'm going to go do that."

"Would you like some company?" Angel said with a cheeky grin.

Buffy smiled. "Slow down big boy. You need to pass a few more bases before you get a homerun."

"Can't we just skip a few?" He asked suggestively.

"Sorry, maybe later if you're a good boy." Buffy gave him a quick kiss on the lips then left.

Angel shortly followed her out with a large grin on his face.


Buffy had just gotten out of the shower and was in the process of drying her hair when there was a knock on her door.

"Come in."

Willow quickly walked in and closed the door behind her.

"So did you talk to Angel?"

"Yes." Buffy replied nonchalantly.

Willow sat down on Buffy's bed. "And? What happened?"

"We talked, we kissed." She said with a smile.

"That's great! Was it as good as the first time?"

"Better. Angel is the god of kissing. I can't wait to see what else he can do with that mouth."

"Buffy!"

"What? Am I not allowed to imagine things? We're not kids anymore Will, we've both had sex before. Don't be such a prude."

"I'm not a prude." Willow said pouting. "Anyway what's going on between you two?"

"We're going to keep it casual. Like I said before don't tell anyone else. I don't want them to make a big deal out of it."

"Okay doke my lips are sealed."

"Great. Well I'm going to get changed then go see Angel."

Willow took that as her cue to leave. "I'll talk to you later then."


Once Buffy was changed she went through to Angel's room and found him lying on his bed reading a book. It was a nice sight and she found herself standing by the door just admiring him. She let herself get lost in her thoughts as her eyes roamed over his perfectly formed body.

"Are you gonna stand there all night or what?"

"I take it that's an invitation for me to come in." She walked towards his bed and sat down. "Whatcha reading?"

He turned the cover towards her so she could read the title.

She raised an eyebrow when she saw it was a book of poetry. "You read poetry? Well who knew the ruthless Angelus O'Rourke had a soft side." She said, poking him gently in his side with a slightly mocking grin on her face.

"Hey! Don't get any ideas. I'm not some cuddly pansy."

"I never said you were." She moved up the bed so she was lying against the pillow beside him then rubbed his muscular arm. "I never asked you how your wound was."

He closed the book and put it on his bedside table. "It's better, almost healed in fact. You can't keep me down for long." He smiled at her. "So is there a reason for you being in my room?"

She gave him a suggestive look. "Well, I assume that you've had girls in your room before." She leaned towards him. "Just think about what happened then."

Angel grinned widely showing a set of white teeth then kissed her. She happily returned the kiss and soon they had started another heated make out session.


"How many men did we lose?" Riley asked none too pleasantly.

"Luckily only two. However the rest are still in bad shape. It'll take time for their injuries to heal so they can't be let back out into the field." The Initiative doctor replied, just managing to keep the quivering out of his voice.

"You are dismissed."

The doctor nodded his head and quickly scurried out Riley's makeshift office just as Professor Walsh entered. She walked up to the desk Riley was standing behind and sat on the chair in front of it.

"So from what I've gathered from the injured men, is that Miss Summers and her friends were with about nine other wolves. You were right, they have someone helping them. And from the sounds of it, it's a pack."

Riley sat on his chair. "Well then, it looks like we found ourselves another pack to kill. Of course this means that it will be harder to get to them all but no matter. It's our job to rid the world of those awful creatures."

"Yes well unfortunately we have no lead on who those other wolves might be. We have no information on a pack here in LA and we can't link Miss Summers or either of her friends to anyone here."

"Well we'll just have to dig deeper then won't we."

"I'll get the team working even harder. As for you, you should get some rest. I'm concerned about your wellbeing Riley."

"I'll rest when I've avenged Forrest's death. Actually I'll be able to rest easy once all these pathetic excuses for life forms are dead. Anyway there's no need to worry about me, ma'am."

"Whatever you say Riley." Walsh got up and left Riley sitting alone in his office.

He sighed then stretched his arms. Finding and killing Buffy and her pitiful friends had been much harder than he originally thought it would be. Also this pack that seemed to be helping them complicated matters slightly. He leaned back in his chair and smiled at the thought of bringing down another pack of those things along with Buffy's.

"Ah Buffy. If you think you're going to escape me then you're wrong, dead wrong." He said to himself with a crazed tone in his voice and a grin on his face.


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