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Mutant Enemy.
A/N: Ok, I have decided to post my very first fan fic as the rest of the story. It you recognize this, let me note that it is mine. I originally posted on a different site. Please note the rating change! Please r and r. hope you enjoy
Unseen Angel
*~*~*~*~*
They reached his place and, once inside, they began to kiss. It was light at first, but became intense fast.
"The bed, not here." He picked her up and carried her to the bed.
They were lying in bed a few hours later when there was a knock at the door. They ignored it and continued to lay in each others arms. The knock came again, louder this time.
"I'd better get that. Just a minute!" he said as he got out of bed and put some pants on.
He opened the door and was shoved aside. He said a few things Buffy couldn't make out, and then returned to her. Spike threw some clothes on the bed for her and reached for his shirt.
"Put these on, sweetheart. We have guests that won't go away."
"Let me get rid of them then." She said after she put her pants on, and slid into his shirt. She kissed him and turned to climb the ladder after she buttoned the shirt.
"Okay," she said without looking up. "Who are you and what do you -"
"Buffy?" she was cut off by and eerily mysterious, but oddly familiar voice.
She stopped short, a little startled. 'Oh, crap. He can't know. He's not aloud to know. What is he thinking? What am I going to say?' A beat later she spoke.
"Angel. What are you doing here?"
"I should be asking you the same thing," the vampire replied.
"Hey! Can we come - Buffy." Cordelia said from the door, with Wesley behind her.
"What is this? A party? Bloody hell, can't anyone get some quiet time around here?" Spike said as he walked over to Buffy.
Cordy and Wesley made their way over to Angel just as Gunn made it to the door pushing a stroller. With Fred behind him carrying the diaper bag. Buffy threw Angel a questioning look.
"Oh, you don't know. Buffy this is Connor," Angel said, "my son."
A/N: Ok, I have decided to post my very first fan fic as the rest of the story. It you recognize this, let me note that it is mine. I originally posted on a different site. Please note the rating change! Please r and r. hope you enjoy
Unseen Angel
*~*~*~*~*
They reached his place and, once inside, they began to kiss. It was light at first, but became intense fast.
"The bed, not here." He picked her up and carried her to the bed.
They were lying in bed a few hours later when there was a knock at the door. They ignored it and continued to lay in each others arms. The knock came again, louder this time.
"I'd better get that. Just a minute!" he said as he got out of bed and put some pants on.
He opened the door and was shoved aside. He said a few things Buffy couldn't make out, and then returned to her. Spike threw some clothes on the bed for her and reached for his shirt.
"Put these on, sweetheart. We have guests that won't go away."
"Let me get rid of them then." She said after she put her pants on, and slid into his shirt. She kissed him and turned to climb the ladder after she buttoned the shirt.
"Okay," she said without looking up. "Who are you and what do you -"
"Buffy?" she was cut off by and eerily mysterious, but oddly familiar voice.
She stopped short, a little startled. 'Oh, crap. He can't know. He's not aloud to know. What is he thinking? What am I going to say?' A beat later she spoke.
"Angel. What are you doing here?"
"I should be asking you the same thing," the vampire replied.
"Hey! Can we come - Buffy." Cordelia said from the door, with Wesley behind her.
"What is this? A party? Bloody hell, can't anyone get some quiet time around here?" Spike said as he walked over to Buffy.
Cordy and Wesley made their way over to Angel just as Gunn made it to the door pushing a stroller. With Fred behind him carrying the diaper bag. Buffy threw Angel a questioning look.
"Oh, you don't know. Buffy this is Connor," Angel said, "my son."