My Unsung Hero

Author: Bitca
E-mail: bitca_101@hotmail.com

Authors Note: Again, sequel to 'Life', so yeah read that and part one of this to understand what is going on.
It's set at 'Forever' Season 5 of Btvs.

Timeline: Hmm, about Glory, well in my story she doesn't really feature. It's more of a B/A story, and less mayhem, so let's just forget about Glory and her minions, and focus on the LURVE!!! :D heehehe

Rating: Will eventually become NC-17 rated. : ) and those parts will be posted at my site or elsewhere I will let you know. www.lollygobble.com

Feedback: If you wouldn't mind I would love it... PLEASE OH PLEASE!!! : D

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Part 11

Angel jumped as the horrible thud of a body hitting the floor broke the still night. A small cry could be heard from the stairs as he flicked on the light. He recognized the girl's voice...

"Dawn? Are you okay?" he asked worriedly, coming around to reach her. She had fallen on the steps, and gotten her ankle twisted underneath her. She nodded embarrassed, biting back the fresh tears.

"Dawn, what are you doing?" Buffy's inarguable voice came form the landing.

"She's okay, she just lost her footing," he said not looking up at her, as he helped Dawn to her feet. She wrapped her arm around his neck unsure whether to put weight on her ankle. With an arm around her waist he pulled her tangled form up to lean against him.

"What were you doing? It's the middle of the night, I've told you not to go wandering around!" Buffy chided with asperity.

Angel looked up at her worried and angry, she was taking her anger for him out on her sister and that wasn't the Buffy he knew. Given the circumstances she could've lightened up a little.
Dawn let go of him as she tried her weight on her ankle, it was fine, but it would be slightly bruised from the fall.

"Are you okay?" Buffy finally asked, Dawn didn't look up at her.

"Dawn?" she raised her voice questionably.

"She's fine," he told her firmly sealing her quarrel. She glared at him, his tone causing disconcertion deep within herself, and the look in his eyes, an inviting dissension to end the evening and his visit.

"I want to go to Willow's, please?" Dawn pleaded to Angel as she looked teary eyed up at him.

Buffy stood back and watched with resentment as Angel nodded his head and walked back down the steps to get dressed and Dawn went to her room for her stuff. Not even looking her sister in the eye as she passed her on the landing.

Buffy came into the lounge, fuming, her eyes shooting daggers into his beautifully muscled back as he pulled pants up over his boxers.

"How dare you! Who do you think you are?" she reproached with restraint, desperately keeping her voice low.

"Buffy, look, don't, okay?" He turned, slightly pleading with her not to start a fight, not now.

She almost scoffed at his indolent behaviour toward her obvious anger and indignation. She stood there with her hands on her hips, chin raised with defiance and her eyes sparkling with anger, or tears, he couldn't tell anymore.

"I want you gone by the morning!" she ordered with acrimony, careful not to let any hint of emotion become readable on her face.

Her inimitable resolve flowed from her eyes there was no argument.

It was over!
Angel stood there meeting her hard gaze with a harder one. He just couldn't believe what he had seen in those last hours... His angel couldn't have become *this*! But, if Dawn's words were to be believed than his leaving was the cause... No! Buffy was a woman now, it was not *his* fault if she decided to harden herself...

Meanwhile, Buffy stood there challenging him silently. Apparently, he was winning. She could distinguish nothing from his face, he pulled his shirt roughly over his head and grabbed his car keys. He brushed past her, and met Dawn as she came down the stairs.

"You got your stuff?" he asked opening the front door. She nodded and walked out, with Angel following.

He didn't even slam the door, which caused her emotions and anger to unfurl inside her, sending tears cascading down her face. She stood there holding herself, satisfied and proud with her actions, but desperately wishing she hadn't done it. She stared vaguely out into nothing, realising with horror how accustomed she had come to having him here after these short days, and how easy her life was now because of him, how sweet it was, everyday was worth getting up for.

Slowly she made her way up to her bedroom. She closed the door and stood staring at her bed, the rumpled sheets only on her side. The absence of him in her bed; heartbreakingly obvious, like the soon-to-be absence of him in her life, and heart... Again...
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Okies preview thingy again for part 12 :P okay, well the next part is NC-17 so it will be posted at www.lollygobble.com, but I will notify you when I have posted it don't worry. :P enjoy
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Angel opened her bedroom door and walked in, Buffy turned to face him as it slammed shut. Her cheeks wet from angry tears, her eyes big and round, he cleared the distance between them and grabbed her firmly by the shoulders and said firmly.

"It is NEVER over!" He was not going to let it end like that, he was not going to let it end!

Angel brought her body to his roughly and kissed her lips hard, the kiss almost bordered on intrusive it was so forceful.

She tried desperately to push him away as soon as their lips met, her mumbled protest lost in his lips, and her hands pushing against his chest finally separated them.
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