"This way. That goes first" The source of the evil in Sunnydale or as Spike called him, 'Son of a-'ordered the newly ensouled vampire to what goes in the mighty potion they were conjuring up.
As he threw in the heart he was glad the man couldn't feel it's coldness. He wasn't sure if it had to be a fresh one. Mr. Eats a lot of human flesh in the corner over there wasn't even sure if the guy was a virgin. What he doesn't know can't hurt him. Silently laughing to himself he tossed the rest of the ingredients into the boiling pot. It was an odd to be performing a ritual in the school's basement. But what could you do? Nothing that would stop it. If Spike hadn't been so eager to get rid of Angel, he might have been glad the source of his torment would be leaving once a man took over the reigns.
"That's it!" The vile thing waited for something to happen. The pot just boiled over onto the floor and the heart skidded over the dirt to Spike's feet. It was black and dark. The smell was putrid and stagnant.
"It didn't look like that before... did it?" He knew this wasn't a time to make jokes but he couldn't resist. It was so easy.
The heat in the man's head boiled over. "SPIKE!!!!" The walls rumbled and crumbs from the walls vibrated their way to the ground.
"This will not be tolerated. This new big bad in town will be the end of me. He'll be capable of destroying the earth if he completes his mission. I don't know what it is, but It'll be bad. And it'll be all your fault! Find me another, pure heart, and soon!!!!"
What's up his ass?
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I can't stay. Buffy's the only thing keeping me here. If I stay I'll end up with her hating me or I'll kill her. It can't be a happy ending. It is impossible. The Powers will kill her and then I'll pay again. They won't just kill her, but they'll trap her soul in the pits of hell forever. Why didn't I care before? Angel lay still with his eyes searching the walls. It hadn't sunk in that she was gone yet. He was lost in thought over what he didn't feel, or rather what wasn't convenient to feel. Love isn't something you choose, it just is.
What would happen if I stayed? She'd be mad, we'd fight. I would end up killing her. She is so good. There is no way I could do that to her. I have to leave her alone. Break it off gently, complete my mission and then get out of here. She'll never know what I was, she'll never have to face thinking she loved someone like me. All the power I could ever want will be mine! What's better than that? Nothing. Right? I mean, love? Big deal! It'll be better that I- Why was this so much easier yesterday?
His stomach growled again as the curtains to the mansion were lifted. He opened his eyes a little. She didn't notice. She skipped in with two bags. He didn't know what was in them. Walking up to him, her hair bounced on her shoulders. Suddenly, all he wanted was to pick her up and carry her away from all this mess. What was I just thinking about? I can't remember? All thoughts of being without her were gone. She was his, through and through. One look secured the thoughts in his brain.
As she sat down by his legs she scourged through one of the bags. "Ice cream" She hummed to herself. "Shit spoons!" She jumped up to go find some when she felt a loving hand caress her leg. Spinning around, the nervous slayer saw Angel's loving face staring at her.
"You're up. I thought you'd be sleeping all day. Feeling better?" He could understand everything she said. This was perfect! He knew what she was saying and she didn't say anything that wouldn't indicate that she did nothing but love him!
His eyes sparkled. She plopped herself back down next to him. Oh well, no spoons it is. He rolled over on his back as she crawled over him with the ice cream. Planting her elbows above his shoulders on a plush pillows she opened the cartoon with her teeth. A low growl escaped from deep within his chest. Buffy couldn't believe he could still do that now that he was human, but she enjoyed it. That was one thing that was on the 'pro' list of dating a vampire... the noises.
She moaned softly in her throat. Goose bumps floated down her entire body and left her feeling ready for anything. Just being around Angel was enough o drive her over the edge.
"This is heaven." She licked the top of the ice cream before scooping some of it in her tongue. Angel watched, mesmerized. Setting the ice cream to the side of the couch she met his lips in a hungry kiss. His hands traveled up her back caressing areas he never thought he'd get to touch again. The cold in her mouth made him shudder. Her tongue dueled with his. She didn't even have a clue what was around the corner.
Pulling away, out of breath she knew she needed to speak. I have to tell him. Even if he can't understand. "There -is-are" She took another deep breath in effort to calm her growing heat. "-some things I need to tell you, and even though you can't understand... I need to say them. Maybe it is better if you can't-"
Getting the feeling she wouldn't tell him if she knew he could talk, he was silent. He couldn't believe how honest she was being. He hadn't planned on saying anything, maybe he would tell her. Could she understand what pushed him to it?
Her eyes delved into his soul in only the way she could. Sorrow and pain bubbled over. "When you left, I was so alone and scared. I left Sunnydale. Nothing has ever been the same." She paused and tried to think of the next thing to say. "There has been a few guys after you. Scott, Parker, Riley, that little thing with Faith {hey! Angel wasn't there to stop it from happening!} and then Spike."She watched his eyes, but he hid his emotions. "Ya Spike. I- none of them are you. That short time with you was better than anything I've ever experienced or could hope to. I never thought I'd see you again. I even died. Yep! Sent to heaven and drawn back to earth by witchy friends."
Angel let this all sink in. She was wounded, not just by him, but by everyone. "I was always torn up inside. I could never let go of the fact that I sent you, not Angelus, back to hell. I thought I'd lost you forever." Tears dripped from her eyes to his chest. He did nothing to stop her from continuing. "Then Spike was there. What was I to do? No one else was left. No one cared. They all said they understood, but they didn't. They didn't get that I was happy up there. I even had you. I don't know how it was possible, but you were there. You'd hold me, but I could never fully have you. You were like the clouds. You watched over me and haunted me. It never rained, but it does here. It rains so hard I feel like dying. You left and I wanted to die so when I did I- wasn't broken up. I was scared, what if I kept being brought back again and again. I didn't think I'd ever get to be with you in heaven again. I knew it wasn't you though. I hoped it was,but that --maybe you were up there waiting for me? Seeing you made me realize it was all wishful thinking. You were only there because my heaven couldn't be complete without you. But it wasn't you. It was my mind, the things we said to each other, it kept going in circles. It was hell because deep down I always knew you weren't-"
He couldn't take any more of her painful confessions. He felt the same way for her before... Nothing used to compare. She'd been through more of a hell than he had? Phhht! That made the memories of all the gypsies he'd killed even more sweeter. "Shhhhh" He wiped a tear away from her eyes. She was 'with' Spike? Does with mean what I think it means? She placed her head down on his chest and rested her eyes.
Hereoisha watched from above unbeknownst to the newly reunited couple. I think it is past time to intervene. Sparks of black flew from her finger. As they traveled down towards earth, She watched as they squeezed Angels' heart. She could hear it calling in pain. Like snakes, her power chocked love out of him.
Meanwhile, victim-boy's mind whirled and buzzed for the 3rd time tonight. So this love thing I thought we had was nothing? No I am over reacting. I was only physical right? Being in hell for thousands of years kind of makes you selfish and unable to see the big picture. She loved only him, but jealousy was getting the better of him. How could I expect her to understand all of this? She wouldn't get it! Hmmm... The exact opposite is happening. She spilled her heart and he is the one who doesn't understand. Men, what will we do about them?
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As he threw in the heart he was glad the man couldn't feel it's coldness. He wasn't sure if it had to be a fresh one. Mr. Eats a lot of human flesh in the corner over there wasn't even sure if the guy was a virgin. What he doesn't know can't hurt him. Silently laughing to himself he tossed the rest of the ingredients into the boiling pot. It was an odd to be performing a ritual in the school's basement. But what could you do? Nothing that would stop it. If Spike hadn't been so eager to get rid of Angel, he might have been glad the source of his torment would be leaving once a man took over the reigns.
"That's it!" The vile thing waited for something to happen. The pot just boiled over onto the floor and the heart skidded over the dirt to Spike's feet. It was black and dark. The smell was putrid and stagnant.
"It didn't look like that before... did it?" He knew this wasn't a time to make jokes but he couldn't resist. It was so easy.
The heat in the man's head boiled over. "SPIKE!!!!" The walls rumbled and crumbs from the walls vibrated their way to the ground.
"This will not be tolerated. This new big bad in town will be the end of me. He'll be capable of destroying the earth if he completes his mission. I don't know what it is, but It'll be bad. And it'll be all your fault! Find me another, pure heart, and soon!!!!"
What's up his ass?
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I can't stay. Buffy's the only thing keeping me here. If I stay I'll end up with her hating me or I'll kill her. It can't be a happy ending. It is impossible. The Powers will kill her and then I'll pay again. They won't just kill her, but they'll trap her soul in the pits of hell forever. Why didn't I care before? Angel lay still with his eyes searching the walls. It hadn't sunk in that she was gone yet. He was lost in thought over what he didn't feel, or rather what wasn't convenient to feel. Love isn't something you choose, it just is.
What would happen if I stayed? She'd be mad, we'd fight. I would end up killing her. She is so good. There is no way I could do that to her. I have to leave her alone. Break it off gently, complete my mission and then get out of here. She'll never know what I was, she'll never have to face thinking she loved someone like me. All the power I could ever want will be mine! What's better than that? Nothing. Right? I mean, love? Big deal! It'll be better that I- Why was this so much easier yesterday?
His stomach growled again as the curtains to the mansion were lifted. He opened his eyes a little. She didn't notice. She skipped in with two bags. He didn't know what was in them. Walking up to him, her hair bounced on her shoulders. Suddenly, all he wanted was to pick her up and carry her away from all this mess. What was I just thinking about? I can't remember? All thoughts of being without her were gone. She was his, through and through. One look secured the thoughts in his brain.
As she sat down by his legs she scourged through one of the bags. "Ice cream" She hummed to herself. "Shit spoons!" She jumped up to go find some when she felt a loving hand caress her leg. Spinning around, the nervous slayer saw Angel's loving face staring at her.
"You're up. I thought you'd be sleeping all day. Feeling better?" He could understand everything she said. This was perfect! He knew what she was saying and she didn't say anything that wouldn't indicate that she did nothing but love him!
His eyes sparkled. She plopped herself back down next to him. Oh well, no spoons it is. He rolled over on his back as she crawled over him with the ice cream. Planting her elbows above his shoulders on a plush pillows she opened the cartoon with her teeth. A low growl escaped from deep within his chest. Buffy couldn't believe he could still do that now that he was human, but she enjoyed it. That was one thing that was on the 'pro' list of dating a vampire... the noises.
She moaned softly in her throat. Goose bumps floated down her entire body and left her feeling ready for anything. Just being around Angel was enough o drive her over the edge.
"This is heaven." She licked the top of the ice cream before scooping some of it in her tongue. Angel watched, mesmerized. Setting the ice cream to the side of the couch she met his lips in a hungry kiss. His hands traveled up her back caressing areas he never thought he'd get to touch again. The cold in her mouth made him shudder. Her tongue dueled with his. She didn't even have a clue what was around the corner.
Pulling away, out of breath she knew she needed to speak. I have to tell him. Even if he can't understand. "There -is-are" She took another deep breath in effort to calm her growing heat. "-some things I need to tell you, and even though you can't understand... I need to say them. Maybe it is better if you can't-"
Getting the feeling she wouldn't tell him if she knew he could talk, he was silent. He couldn't believe how honest she was being. He hadn't planned on saying anything, maybe he would tell her. Could she understand what pushed him to it?
Her eyes delved into his soul in only the way she could. Sorrow and pain bubbled over. "When you left, I was so alone and scared. I left Sunnydale. Nothing has ever been the same." She paused and tried to think of the next thing to say. "There has been a few guys after you. Scott, Parker, Riley, that little thing with Faith {hey! Angel wasn't there to stop it from happening!} and then Spike."She watched his eyes, but he hid his emotions. "Ya Spike. I- none of them are you. That short time with you was better than anything I've ever experienced or could hope to. I never thought I'd see you again. I even died. Yep! Sent to heaven and drawn back to earth by witchy friends."
Angel let this all sink in. She was wounded, not just by him, but by everyone. "I was always torn up inside. I could never let go of the fact that I sent you, not Angelus, back to hell. I thought I'd lost you forever." Tears dripped from her eyes to his chest. He did nothing to stop her from continuing. "Then Spike was there. What was I to do? No one else was left. No one cared. They all said they understood, but they didn't. They didn't get that I was happy up there. I even had you. I don't know how it was possible, but you were there. You'd hold me, but I could never fully have you. You were like the clouds. You watched over me and haunted me. It never rained, but it does here. It rains so hard I feel like dying. You left and I wanted to die so when I did I- wasn't broken up. I was scared, what if I kept being brought back again and again. I didn't think I'd ever get to be with you in heaven again. I knew it wasn't you though. I hoped it was,but that --maybe you were up there waiting for me? Seeing you made me realize it was all wishful thinking. You were only there because my heaven couldn't be complete without you. But it wasn't you. It was my mind, the things we said to each other, it kept going in circles. It was hell because deep down I always knew you weren't-"
He couldn't take any more of her painful confessions. He felt the same way for her before... Nothing used to compare. She'd been through more of a hell than he had? Phhht! That made the memories of all the gypsies he'd killed even more sweeter. "Shhhhh" He wiped a tear away from her eyes. She was 'with' Spike? Does with mean what I think it means? She placed her head down on his chest and rested her eyes.
Hereoisha watched from above unbeknownst to the newly reunited couple. I think it is past time to intervene. Sparks of black flew from her finger. As they traveled down towards earth, She watched as they squeezed Angels' heart. She could hear it calling in pain. Like snakes, her power chocked love out of him.
Meanwhile, victim-boy's mind whirled and buzzed for the 3rd time tonight. So this love thing I thought we had was nothing? No I am over reacting. I was only physical right? Being in hell for thousands of years kind of makes you selfish and unable to see the big picture. She loved only him, but jealousy was getting the better of him. How could I expect her to understand all of this? She wouldn't get it! Hmmm... The exact opposite is happening. She spilled her heart and he is the one who doesn't understand. Men, what will we do about them?
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