Part 6

They couldn't get close enough. Even though they felt the spirits' presence in their body guiding their actions it was also Willow and Angel that couldn't get close enough to each other. Their souls seemed to be aching for the other.

As Angel reached for the hem of Willow's shirt and began to raise it over her head, he marveled at how much the woman in his arms had changed from the girl that had once worn fuzzy sweaters.

Willow's trembling fingers finally finished unbuttoning Angel's shirt. Her hands spread his shirt open and pushed it from his shoulders. Angel shrugged out of it as Willow's fingers began to caress his chest. Angel closed his eyes and shuddered at Willow's touch. Knowing that even though spirits possessed them it didn't seem to matter because it was still the actions that they themselves wanted.

Angel's hands reached for the clasp of her bra and unfastened it. He stared lovingly down at Willow, "Beautiful." He lowered his head and began to kiss his way down from her neck.

Willow entangled her fingers in his hair and arched into him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of white. A ghostly apparition stood just behind Angel's shoulder. He was looking at the scene in front of him with disgust.

"Robert!" Willow gasped.

With dread Willow watched in horror as the ghost raised a gun and pointed it at Angel. "NO!" she shouted as he fired.

Angel's body jerked as the ghostly bullet entered his body and he looked into Willow's shocked eyes, "Alicia, I'll always love you." Angel collapsed on top of her.

Struggling under his body, Willow lifted Angel off of her. Leaning down to stroke his hair she turned her head towards the ghost. "I'll never be yours, Robert."

"Then you can join your lover, Alicia." The ghost raised his arm and aimed at Willow.

Before he could complete his action Angel rose up from the couch, "I don't think so." He pushed Willow out of the way. The room was no longer cold and Willow felt the spirit leave her.

The ghostly Robert turned to Angel, "I killed you."

"Kinda hard to do when I'm already dead."

Willow walked up behind Angel, she put her arms around him and cuddled, "It's over. You must have broken the cycle when you got up. I think when you confronted Robert and tried to protect Alicia you broke the cycle. Alicia and Steven can rest in peace now. Look." Willow pointed to other side of the room.

The ghostly apparition of a beautiful woman with long red hair was smiling in the arms of a handsome dark haired man. No wonder it felt so real, Willow thought. They look like us. They looked at Willow and Angel and smiled their thanks before slowly fading away.

"Noooooo!" Robert screamed.

"It's over and you lost. Get over it Robert, you need to move on." Willow shook her head in disgust.

Robert slowly faded from the room. Willow doubted he would take her advice because he seemed the type that wouldn't move on. She would tell the manager to hire an exorcist or a psychic to get rid of him if the strange happenings returned.

Angel turned in Willow's embrace and lowered his head for a heated kiss. "Where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?"

Willow laughed against his lips. Drawing her head back to look him in the eyes, "As much as I want to continue this and I REALLY want to continue this I think we should get back to the hotel."

Angel nipped at the lower lip, "Right, bigger bed."

Willow laughed and went to put on her shirt but with a sly grin she shoved her bra in the back pocket of her jeans. Angel groaned and wasn't sure if he could make it back to the hotel before he had the urge to rip her shirt off and continue where they had left off.

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Doc and Astrote left the offices of W&H and returned to the hotel where they were staying.

"Do you think the witch has joined the vampire yet?"

"Yes, she has my lord. I feel her presence strongly. She's very powerful. Just what you needed."

Doc smiled, "Wolfram and Hart may not want the witch to join Angel but they are important in our coming battle. Make sure the law firm doesn't interfere with it. You might want to step up the demonic activity in Sunnydale, too. Can't have the Slayers and their friends interfering with us here."

"Should I call in Glorificus to distract them?"

"No, she's too unpredictable. Let's send Pahuus. She's subtler in her dealings with humans. They'll never see her coming."

"As you wish."

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Angel made the drive back to the Hyperion in record time. He hastily parked the car and went around to open Willow's door. As soon as he shut the door he pulled her into a heated embrace. Angel gently lifted her onto the hood without breaking contact, Willow whimpered and opened her legs so Angel could stand between them.

Angel shuddered at the contact and moved his hands down to her hips to bring her closer. Willow rocked her hips into his and let her head fall back when Angel began kissing along her jawline and neck.

"Mmmm, I think we should go inside. Make sure everyone's okay."

"Mmmm Hmmm."

Willow pulled Angel's head up for a kiss and then pulled away.

"Sooner we're inside the sooner we can go upstairs."

Angel grabbed Willow's hand and pulled her off the car. They entered the hotel lobby and saw that everyone had made it back from their respective cases. The phones were still ringing but not as much as before.

Cordy smiled when she noticed that Angel and Willow were holding hands as they entered the lobby. Looking pointedly at their joined hands Cordy smirked, "Anything interesting happen at the theater?"

Willow blushed at the question and Angel smiled, which made Cordelia very nervous. She wasn't used to Angel smiling so much. Moving closer to look in his eyes, "You didn't get a happy did you? I mean you seem like you're still Angel."

"Workin on it." Angel mumbled and Willow hit him on the arm.

"No, he didn't get a happy and yes he's still Angel. Soul bonded remember?"

"Yeah, but you haven't tried it out so how can you be sure?"

Angel ignored her and turned to Wesley, "You think you guys can handle the rest of the calls."

"Sure."

Tugging Willow behind him Angel called over his shoulder, "Unless the apocalypse is happening we'll see you tomorrow."

With laughter in her voice Cordy asked, "Willow! Is that your bra poking out of your back pocket?"

The laughter of the others followed Angel and Willow up the stairs.