**********
Oz, sword still in hand, had moved toward Willow to help her, having
beheaded three more vampires on the way. He then realized she could
protect herself, chuckling at her inventive vampire removal technique.
Oz looked to Cordelia, and saw that she had grabbed a couple of
stakes out of the duffel bag and was going to Xander and Anya's
assistance. He moved to help Giles and Wesley, since Buffy appeared
to be handling Angelus for now.
*******
Anya had raised the axe, and Spike grabbed a nearby fireplace poker to
defend/attack with. He swung it at her, and it bounced off the air a
foot away. "BLOODY HELL!" Spike yelled, followed with "RED???" as he
realized whose magic this was. He gave Willow a bewildered look.
Willow giggled, and said, "I always wondered if that would work."
"OW! Bloody hell, bitch!" Spike yelled, forced to redirect his
attention back to Anya then. She hadn't been moved by the fact that
Spike couldn't attack her, and had landed her axe blade in his left
shoulder. She hadn't expected it to get stuck, though. She jumped
back in surprise, still acting on the instinct to stay out of Spike's
way. Spike grabbed the axe handle and pulled it out of his shoulder,
letting out another yell of pain.
Taking a look around, he decided his best bet was out the door. Most
of Angelus minions were in various stages of dead, and he didn't much
feel like joining them in that state.
*******
Two of the remaining three vampires, realizing that Xander was their
best bet for food had moved toward him slowly while Anya was
distracted with Spike. Xander was oblivious to them until they were
inches away. His attention had been focused on Buffy, wishing that
her sword would find its way into Angelus' heart.
"OH, not more of you!" Xander yelled irritatedly as he finally noticed
them. "I've already been tortured mercilessly by your leader, now what
do _you_ want?"
"Blood," one of them, the only woman, answered with a grin.
Xander sighed, "I like my blood where it is, thank you very much. And
I usually don't fight women...but I'll make an exception in your case,
seeing as you're so ugly," he added as she showed her game face.
"Xander, here!" Cordelia yelled, throwing him a stake. He caught it,
but looked at her for a moment, in complete shock that she would help
him. Cordelia was charged at by the male vampire at that moment
though, and she surprised both him and Xander by fainting to the
floor.
"Cordy!" Xander yelled, this turn of events enough to bring him out
of his daze. He staked the female vampire before she knew what hit
her, and limped to help Cordelia. Cordelia, though, opened her eyes
as the vampire knelt to bite her, and staked him through the
heart. "Nobody had better tell _me_ I'm a bad actress ever again,"
she muttered, as Xander helped her stand.
*******
Giles was occupied with the last remaining vampire minion. Having used
all his arrows, he was fighting it with a combination of hand-to-hand
combat and throwing things. Wesley, weak from being tied up for hours,
was not able to do much other than stay out of the way. Giles blinked
in surprise as the vampire vanished in a cloud of ash, but then
smiled as he saw Oz.
"Got tired of beheading them," Oz explained, holding up a stake.
"Yes, well, I'm just glad you didn't get tired of killing them," Giles
said gratefully. "I was running out of things to throw at that one,"
he added with a chuckle.
*******
Spike had made his way along the wall to the front door, his only
obstacle being Willow. He eyed her suspiciously, and she sighed,
saying, "I can't let you out of here, Spike. You know that. Besides
the fact that you tried to drink my blood that night, and then you
did drink Buffy's last night---"
"WHAT????!" Angelus yelled, having heard that last remark.
"Now why the hell'd you have to mention that," Spike asked Willow,
eyeing his Sire warily.
Angelus kept his attention on Buffy, as he said to Spike, "I told you
to stay away from the Slayer!" His anger seemed to fuel him, and Buffy
had to fight twice as hard to meet his attacks. "I _told_ you that she
was mine. But no, you _never_ listen to me. Well, I'll deal with you
later, Spike."
"Not if you can't catch me, you won't," Spike replied. He ran past
Willow, pulling his duster up over his head.
"Wha--" the surprised Willow looked around, but he'd managed to slip
past her. "Oops," she said apologetically, "Forgot about the vampire
speed. Oh, well. I guess it kind of wouldn't be Sunnydale without
Spike."
Angelus and Buffy were still fighting, and Angelus said, "Now
where were we?"
"Um, fighting?" Buffy replied, slashing at his chest with her sword.
Angelus dodged the blow effortlessly, and said, "No, no. Oh, yeah. I
was trying to figure out why you would want my soul back. When I have
my soul, I get stupid. For instance, Thanksgiving."
"If you've got something to say, just say it already!" Buffy yelled.
She tried to keep from paying too much attention to his words. She
knew that he was doing what Angelus did best, which was play
mindgames. One part of her mind, though, was analyzing everything he
said, despite her efforts not to. *Thanksgiving? What's so point-
worthy about Thanksgiving* she wondered.
"Oh, yeah. You don't remember," Angelus said with a grin.
"BUFFY!!! STAB HIM!" Willow and Cordelia broke in, both realizing the
game that Angelus was playing.
Angelus chuckled. "But apparently, those two know what I'm talking
about."
Buffy looked to Willow, a puzzled look on her face. "Willow?
What's--"
"You don't remember being a 'normal girl falling asleep in the arms of
her normal boyfriend'?" Angelus mocked, cruelly.
Buffy whirled to face him, a blank look on her face.
{In L.A. In Angel's apartment, in his bed.
"I wanna stay awake so this day can keep going."
"Sleep. We'll make another one like it tomorrow."
"Angel, this is the first time i've ever really felt this
way."
"What way?"
"Just like I always wanted to. Like a normal girl, falling asleep in
the arms of her normal boyfriend. It's perfect."}
"No." Buffy said, her voice a whisper, her face a study in grief. She
was trying to sort through the images in her head. *Things that
couldn't have happened. They didn't* she tried to convince herself.
She lowered her sword distractedly, and Angelus took advantage of
that moment to kick her feet out from under her.
&&&&&&&&&&
end of 15
Oz, sword still in hand, had moved toward Willow to help her, having
beheaded three more vampires on the way. He then realized she could
protect herself, chuckling at her inventive vampire removal technique.
Oz looked to Cordelia, and saw that she had grabbed a couple of
stakes out of the duffel bag and was going to Xander and Anya's
assistance. He moved to help Giles and Wesley, since Buffy appeared
to be handling Angelus for now.
*******
Anya had raised the axe, and Spike grabbed a nearby fireplace poker to
defend/attack with. He swung it at her, and it bounced off the air a
foot away. "BLOODY HELL!" Spike yelled, followed with "RED???" as he
realized whose magic this was. He gave Willow a bewildered look.
Willow giggled, and said, "I always wondered if that would work."
"OW! Bloody hell, bitch!" Spike yelled, forced to redirect his
attention back to Anya then. She hadn't been moved by the fact that
Spike couldn't attack her, and had landed her axe blade in his left
shoulder. She hadn't expected it to get stuck, though. She jumped
back in surprise, still acting on the instinct to stay out of Spike's
way. Spike grabbed the axe handle and pulled it out of his shoulder,
letting out another yell of pain.
Taking a look around, he decided his best bet was out the door. Most
of Angelus minions were in various stages of dead, and he didn't much
feel like joining them in that state.
*******
Two of the remaining three vampires, realizing that Xander was their
best bet for food had moved toward him slowly while Anya was
distracted with Spike. Xander was oblivious to them until they were
inches away. His attention had been focused on Buffy, wishing that
her sword would find its way into Angelus' heart.
"OH, not more of you!" Xander yelled irritatedly as he finally noticed
them. "I've already been tortured mercilessly by your leader, now what
do _you_ want?"
"Blood," one of them, the only woman, answered with a grin.
Xander sighed, "I like my blood where it is, thank you very much. And
I usually don't fight women...but I'll make an exception in your case,
seeing as you're so ugly," he added as she showed her game face.
"Xander, here!" Cordelia yelled, throwing him a stake. He caught it,
but looked at her for a moment, in complete shock that she would help
him. Cordelia was charged at by the male vampire at that moment
though, and she surprised both him and Xander by fainting to the
floor.
"Cordy!" Xander yelled, this turn of events enough to bring him out
of his daze. He staked the female vampire before she knew what hit
her, and limped to help Cordelia. Cordelia, though, opened her eyes
as the vampire knelt to bite her, and staked him through the
heart. "Nobody had better tell _me_ I'm a bad actress ever again,"
she muttered, as Xander helped her stand.
*******
Giles was occupied with the last remaining vampire minion. Having used
all his arrows, he was fighting it with a combination of hand-to-hand
combat and throwing things. Wesley, weak from being tied up for hours,
was not able to do much other than stay out of the way. Giles blinked
in surprise as the vampire vanished in a cloud of ash, but then
smiled as he saw Oz.
"Got tired of beheading them," Oz explained, holding up a stake.
"Yes, well, I'm just glad you didn't get tired of killing them," Giles
said gratefully. "I was running out of things to throw at that one,"
he added with a chuckle.
*******
Spike had made his way along the wall to the front door, his only
obstacle being Willow. He eyed her suspiciously, and she sighed,
saying, "I can't let you out of here, Spike. You know that. Besides
the fact that you tried to drink my blood that night, and then you
did drink Buffy's last night---"
"WHAT????!" Angelus yelled, having heard that last remark.
"Now why the hell'd you have to mention that," Spike asked Willow,
eyeing his Sire warily.
Angelus kept his attention on Buffy, as he said to Spike, "I told you
to stay away from the Slayer!" His anger seemed to fuel him, and Buffy
had to fight twice as hard to meet his attacks. "I _told_ you that she
was mine. But no, you _never_ listen to me. Well, I'll deal with you
later, Spike."
"Not if you can't catch me, you won't," Spike replied. He ran past
Willow, pulling his duster up over his head.
"Wha--" the surprised Willow looked around, but he'd managed to slip
past her. "Oops," she said apologetically, "Forgot about the vampire
speed. Oh, well. I guess it kind of wouldn't be Sunnydale without
Spike."
Angelus and Buffy were still fighting, and Angelus said, "Now
where were we?"
"Um, fighting?" Buffy replied, slashing at his chest with her sword.
Angelus dodged the blow effortlessly, and said, "No, no. Oh, yeah. I
was trying to figure out why you would want my soul back. When I have
my soul, I get stupid. For instance, Thanksgiving."
"If you've got something to say, just say it already!" Buffy yelled.
She tried to keep from paying too much attention to his words. She
knew that he was doing what Angelus did best, which was play
mindgames. One part of her mind, though, was analyzing everything he
said, despite her efforts not to. *Thanksgiving? What's so point-
worthy about Thanksgiving* she wondered.
"Oh, yeah. You don't remember," Angelus said with a grin.
"BUFFY!!! STAB HIM!" Willow and Cordelia broke in, both realizing the
game that Angelus was playing.
Angelus chuckled. "But apparently, those two know what I'm talking
about."
Buffy looked to Willow, a puzzled look on her face. "Willow?
What's--"
"You don't remember being a 'normal girl falling asleep in the arms of
her normal boyfriend'?" Angelus mocked, cruelly.
Buffy whirled to face him, a blank look on her face.
{In L.A. In Angel's apartment, in his bed.
"I wanna stay awake so this day can keep going."
"Sleep. We'll make another one like it tomorrow."
"Angel, this is the first time i've ever really felt this
way."
"What way?"
"Just like I always wanted to. Like a normal girl, falling asleep in
the arms of her normal boyfriend. It's perfect."}
"No." Buffy said, her voice a whisper, her face a study in grief. She
was trying to sort through the images in her head. *Things that
couldn't have happened. They didn't* she tried to convince herself.
She lowered her sword distractedly, and Angelus took advantage of
that moment to kick her feet out from under her.
&&&&&&&&&&
end of 15