1 Part 9 –
"Wow, so you like, can't feed anymore?" Angel asked his childe after Spike's explanation.
"Yeah. How crap is *that*!" The blonde cried out in frustration.
"Personally, I'm seeing the good side." Cordelia put in.
"Well *you* would, otherwise I would've 'ad you for dinner."
"With my Guardian Angel around? - I don't *think* so." Cordelia slumped beside Angel on the couch opposite the chair Spike was now sitting in.
Spike suddenly seemed to realize what state of un-dress the pair before him were in. - Angel still was just wearing a towel around his waist, and Cordy, since realizing in the past few days how comfortable Angel's boxers were - despite her doubts before, had changed after her shower and had a pair of Angel's on, along with one of his shirts, un-buttoned so her black bra was in view, her long wavy hair cascaded down her back and around her shoulders in a messy way.
"Bloody-hell." The vamp said, his mouth dropping as he came to a conclusion.
Cordelia raised an eye-brow and Angel looked at his childe quizzically.
"You two are fucking *fucking* each other!"
Angel let out a grin as the words sunk in and Cordelia gave Spike a horrified look. "With Brood-boy. Get real, Spike!"
"Oh, so...."
"Not on this lifetime, Bleachy!" Cordelia said, starting to laugh, but not really seeing the funny side.
Angel joined in with her laughter as he stood up and headed for the bedroom. "Well, since I can trust Spike not to drain you, I think I'll put on some clothes." He disappeared, but his head came back around the door after a moment. "Spike, put the door back up or I'm gonna kick your ass."
"Bloody Poof!" Spike growled.
And he headed to where the door was still lying on the floor.
Cordelia followed him. "So, what brings *you* to LA?"
Spike picked up the heavy door. "Well, I thought, y'know I can't suck the life outta people, no one else should have the pleasure. So I'm here to join the team and bring down all things bad. I guess. If I can be bothered."
"Um, and I guess that'll last until you can suddenly vamp out in *all* ways again and be an all bad thing."
"You're not as dim as you look."
He looked her up and down and realized again what a good view he was getting of her long legs and voluptuous breasts. "And may I say, Cordy, you are looking beautiful tonight..."
He noticed the scar that was healing on her stomach and then the bruises there and scratches on her arms. He frowned and propped the door up against the wall and moved towards her, his eyes on her stomach.
Cordelia at first moved backwards, away from him, but stopped when she saw he actually looked concerned about her.
He bent down and looked thoughtfully at the scar.
Cordelia managed to stop herself from gasping as his cool hand touched her stomach gently.
"How'd this happen? The Poof is obviously not taking good enough care of his employees."
"I take damn good care of Cora." Angel growled coming into the scene.
Cordelia jumped back away from Spike and Spike slowly stood up.
"I can see that." Spike growled back, giving her stomach one last look.
"Don't be such a smart-ass, *William*. It don't suit you." Angel and Spike moved closer to each other step by step.
Something outside caught Cordelia's eye, and she was distracted from Angel and Spike, and moved closer to the threshold.
"*Don't*. Call. Me. *That*." Spike growled.
Cordelia's stomach lurched with fear suddenly and she backed away from the door after seeing something out there again.
"Angel, something's there." She said nervously, still backing up until she was standing behind the vampire.
Both Sire and childe moved towards the door.
"Stay with her. Do not, repeat do *not* leave her side." Angel instructed his childe as he stepped outside.
Cordelia came up and stood by Spike, without realizing what she was doing she took the younger vampire's arm nervously.
Spike, taking in and actually doing what his Sire instructed, took her through into the kitchen, futher away from the door.
"What'd you see, Love?"
"I didn't really see anything, just something move, and something watching me." She looked out in the direction of the door. "And I *don't* like being watched."
The phone rang then and Spike didn't notice Cordelia's terrified look as he picked it up.
"Angel's place." The blonde vamp spoke into the phone.
He held the phone out to Cordy. "For you."
Spike still didn't see the worry in her eyes as she took it.
"While you gossip, I'm gonna take a peek outside, see what the Poof is up to. Won't go far, don't wanna get in daddy's bad books."
Cordelia pressed the phone to her ear as Spike fled outside. "Hello?"
"Cordelia..." The person purred. Cordelia shook.
"I *love* the way you look tonight. Come outside, let me have a better view. Your friend doesn't seem to do it for me like you."
Cordelia swallowed and stood up. Moving towards the door, not to do what the demon on the line wanted, but to be closer to Spike and Angel. "Where are you?"
"Watching your precious Angel. Now, I wonder, *what* would you do without him?" The line went dead.
In a frenzied panic for Angel's safety, the young woman dashed barefoot and hardly dressed outside into the darkness, into the trap.
She strayed a little away from the door. 'Where's Spike? - He said he wouldn't go far!'.
"Spike? - *Where* are you?" She called out.
No answer.
"Angel?"
No answer.
'OH, God, oh *God*.' She thought, panic began to swirl inside her and she choked back a sob.
"Please, guys. Where *are* you?!"
Knowing she'd be better off inside, and waiting for them to come back, IF they came back, she spun around and dashed back to the door.
She didn't even get two steps before a strong hand had pulled her to the ground by her waist.
Before she could scream, another hand was pressed to her mouth, and she breathed in the strong aroma of whatever was being held over her. And slowly her eyes dropped.
~*~
Go on to part TEN
"Wow, so you like, can't feed anymore?" Angel asked his childe after Spike's explanation.
"Yeah. How crap is *that*!" The blonde cried out in frustration.
"Personally, I'm seeing the good side." Cordelia put in.
"Well *you* would, otherwise I would've 'ad you for dinner."
"With my Guardian Angel around? - I don't *think* so." Cordelia slumped beside Angel on the couch opposite the chair Spike was now sitting in.
Spike suddenly seemed to realize what state of un-dress the pair before him were in. - Angel still was just wearing a towel around his waist, and Cordy, since realizing in the past few days how comfortable Angel's boxers were - despite her doubts before, had changed after her shower and had a pair of Angel's on, along with one of his shirts, un-buttoned so her black bra was in view, her long wavy hair cascaded down her back and around her shoulders in a messy way.
"Bloody-hell." The vamp said, his mouth dropping as he came to a conclusion.
Cordelia raised an eye-brow and Angel looked at his childe quizzically.
"You two are fucking *fucking* each other!"
Angel let out a grin as the words sunk in and Cordelia gave Spike a horrified look. "With Brood-boy. Get real, Spike!"
"Oh, so...."
"Not on this lifetime, Bleachy!" Cordelia said, starting to laugh, but not really seeing the funny side.
Angel joined in with her laughter as he stood up and headed for the bedroom. "Well, since I can trust Spike not to drain you, I think I'll put on some clothes." He disappeared, but his head came back around the door after a moment. "Spike, put the door back up or I'm gonna kick your ass."
"Bloody Poof!" Spike growled.
And he headed to where the door was still lying on the floor.
Cordelia followed him. "So, what brings *you* to LA?"
Spike picked up the heavy door. "Well, I thought, y'know I can't suck the life outta people, no one else should have the pleasure. So I'm here to join the team and bring down all things bad. I guess. If I can be bothered."
"Um, and I guess that'll last until you can suddenly vamp out in *all* ways again and be an all bad thing."
"You're not as dim as you look."
He looked her up and down and realized again what a good view he was getting of her long legs and voluptuous breasts. "And may I say, Cordy, you are looking beautiful tonight..."
He noticed the scar that was healing on her stomach and then the bruises there and scratches on her arms. He frowned and propped the door up against the wall and moved towards her, his eyes on her stomach.
Cordelia at first moved backwards, away from him, but stopped when she saw he actually looked concerned about her.
He bent down and looked thoughtfully at the scar.
Cordelia managed to stop herself from gasping as his cool hand touched her stomach gently.
"How'd this happen? The Poof is obviously not taking good enough care of his employees."
"I take damn good care of Cora." Angel growled coming into the scene.
Cordelia jumped back away from Spike and Spike slowly stood up.
"I can see that." Spike growled back, giving her stomach one last look.
"Don't be such a smart-ass, *William*. It don't suit you." Angel and Spike moved closer to each other step by step.
Something outside caught Cordelia's eye, and she was distracted from Angel and Spike, and moved closer to the threshold.
"*Don't*. Call. Me. *That*." Spike growled.
Cordelia's stomach lurched with fear suddenly and she backed away from the door after seeing something out there again.
"Angel, something's there." She said nervously, still backing up until she was standing behind the vampire.
Both Sire and childe moved towards the door.
"Stay with her. Do not, repeat do *not* leave her side." Angel instructed his childe as he stepped outside.
Cordelia came up and stood by Spike, without realizing what she was doing she took the younger vampire's arm nervously.
Spike, taking in and actually doing what his Sire instructed, took her through into the kitchen, futher away from the door.
"What'd you see, Love?"
"I didn't really see anything, just something move, and something watching me." She looked out in the direction of the door. "And I *don't* like being watched."
The phone rang then and Spike didn't notice Cordelia's terrified look as he picked it up.
"Angel's place." The blonde vamp spoke into the phone.
He held the phone out to Cordy. "For you."
Spike still didn't see the worry in her eyes as she took it.
"While you gossip, I'm gonna take a peek outside, see what the Poof is up to. Won't go far, don't wanna get in daddy's bad books."
Cordelia pressed the phone to her ear as Spike fled outside. "Hello?"
"Cordelia..." The person purred. Cordelia shook.
"I *love* the way you look tonight. Come outside, let me have a better view. Your friend doesn't seem to do it for me like you."
Cordelia swallowed and stood up. Moving towards the door, not to do what the demon on the line wanted, but to be closer to Spike and Angel. "Where are you?"
"Watching your precious Angel. Now, I wonder, *what* would you do without him?" The line went dead.
In a frenzied panic for Angel's safety, the young woman dashed barefoot and hardly dressed outside into the darkness, into the trap.
She strayed a little away from the door. 'Where's Spike? - He said he wouldn't go far!'.
"Spike? - *Where* are you?" She called out.
No answer.
"Angel?"
No answer.
'OH, God, oh *God*.' She thought, panic began to swirl inside her and she choked back a sob.
"Please, guys. Where *are* you?!"
Knowing she'd be better off inside, and waiting for them to come back, IF they came back, she spun around and dashed back to the door.
She didn't even get two steps before a strong hand had pulled her to the ground by her waist.
Before she could scream, another hand was pressed to her mouth, and she breathed in the strong aroma of whatever was being held over her. And slowly her eyes dropped.
~*~
Go on to part TEN