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Angel pounded on the door. They had to be in there, they had to. Their lives depended on it.
"Giles!" he tried to yell, but it barely came out a whisper. How had Buffy hurt him this badly? No one else could? Buffy wasn't anyone else though. She was the first Slayer/Vampire.
"Giles!" he began to call, but the door swung open. Giles was holding up a cross to Angel's face.
"Don't come any closer," Giles said. "Leave us. You're not invited."
"Giles, I'm not Angelus," Angel said, his voice building up.
"L-Like we're going to believe that!" Willow said from a corner of the room.
"I'm not. Giles, don't you remember? I asked you about the curse months ago, and you told me that a moment of true happiness would relieve me from my soul," Angel explained.
"That is true," Giles admitted, Willow looking to him for an answer.
"I got a protection spell from a magic shop, and ancient Romanian potion. It only works once, however," Angel continued. "That's why Buffy's plan didn't work."
"We have no reason to trust you," Giles said.
"You have no reason not to." Giles and Willow simply stared at him. "She's going to kill you both. I'm the only hope you have left."
"He's right." Giles and Willow looked behind Angel to see Buffy smiling. "I am going to kill you both. Who wants to go first?"
Angel kicked Buffy swiftly, a kick that brought her down.
"The cross!" Angel shouted. Giles exited his apartment and shoved the cross into Buffy's face.
"Go. Never come back again," Giles whispered. "Your face disgusts me."
Buffy kicked Giles back into a wall. She punched his face, the cross having fallen 1 foot away from Giles' grasp.
"Say good-bye to the Watcher," Buffy said, in a sing-song voice. She leaned down and drained the life of him.
"I never tire of that." Buffy slowly stood up and looked inside Giles' apartment at the pale and fragile Willow. She was crying and backing away, but stumbling frequently.
"Awww, is little Willow scared? It's ok, Will… it won't hurt. Much." Angel came from behind Buffy and knocked her down.
"Run, Willow!" Angel shouted. Willow shook her head.
"N-no," Willow said. "I ran last time. Look what's happened now. Cordy, Giles, Xander…" her voice cracked, "they're all dead. I've nothing else to live for."
"Live for me," Angel said.
"Angel…"
"Go. If you don't, there'll be nothing to stop her."
"There's nothing to stop me now." Buffy stood up. "You're next."
"Go!" Angel shouted. Willow fearfully looked once at Buffy in her game face, and ran out the back way.
"Why'd you do that, Angel?" Buffy asked, pouting. "You're no fun with that pesky soul. Want me to remove it?"
"Go away. Leave Willow alone. She's no threat to you. She's just a young girl, who's best friends just died. She has no one else. Being without them is torture enough," Angel said.
"That's true…," Buffy said, considering it. She then giggled. "I don't care about her though. If I kill her, it's just one more person you can feel guilty about. It's not about her. It's all about you."
A/N: Grar… my chapters keep getting shorter! Only two more left (approximately) until I'm done, so please review!