** Ending re written because I had more time to write what I really wanted
to write, and didn't have to rush things **
Chapter 5
The house was small and cozy, and Buffy smiled with pride when she took a step back and got a better look at what she had done, she had made a home away from home, and even if Dawn didn't know it yet. This was a home they would have for a very long time.
Wiping her hands on her paint covered jeans, she walked into the kitchen and continued to the fridge, which she opened and pulled out a container of orange juice, drinking it from the opening without poring it into a cup.
"Ahh, the wonders of vitamin C, and the great things it does to the body." She told herself as she placed the container back into the fridge, closing it and walking back into the living room.
The living room was probably the largest room in the house, with the walls painted a dark red, with pictures of Dawn and her, along with her two best friends placed on mantles and tacked to walls, and Buffy couldn't help but smile, because finally she didn't have to think about the pain that brought her to this stage, and the family she had now, which made life so much easier.
Pulling the plastic rug off the floor, she wrapped it up and glanced at the designs that she had just painted on the wall and wondered where the idea came for the designs, because they came from her own imagination, and even though they were beautiful, reminded her of something satanic.
Walking back into the kitchen, she opened up a cupboard and tossed the rug into the garbage, then sat at the kitchen table and placed her arms in front of her, laying her head on them and she closed her eyes, ***God what time is it, cause I honestly don't feel like picking up Dawn today, and I still have to work in like 2 hours*** she thought and opened her eyes immediately, reminding herself that she needed to take a shower, get ready, pick up Dawn, drop her off at Willow's house, then go to work.
Moaning she picked herself off the chair, and wandered into the living room, then stretched her legs before walking up the stairs to go and take a shower.
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A man sat in a in a high backed chair, hands clasped and leaning his weight into his desk as he glared at the man that sat in front of him, and the man shuddered.
This was not the type of person to fuck with. Raising his eyebrows, his lips pulled into a sinister sneer, and his eyes rested on the mans hands, as they were clutched together so tightly that the knuckles were turning white, and he could tell that the man was nervous, due to the sweat that almost looked like it was leaking through his pores.
"Look Mr. Castello, there was nothing I could do, you're wife is gone, and the only trail she's left is the phone call she makes every week to your mother in law, but even that isn't enough to track her, I'm sorry" Mr. Castello's eyes narrowed and he stood up from his desk, walked casually over to the man.
"So what your saying Jack, is that my wife is gone, and there is no way that I can find her?" Mr. Castello asked, his hands laying lightly on Jacks shoulders, and the man flinched away, not realizing that he was doing it.
"I'm sorry sir, I can try harder, but." the mans chair was spun around, and Jack gasped.
"I want her found Jack, do I make myself clear? If not, then just tell me, and I'll find her myself, but I cant say the same for you" the words chilled Jack to the bone, but he nodded his head in agreement, and rose from the chair in jerky movement.
"Yes sir, your as clear as crystal" Jack replied as he left the office.
"Good, I'll be waiting."
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Buffy sat on the overly large couch and watched as Dawn wrapped her tiny hands around the big German Shepard's legs, and tried to pull it, which only caused to dog to look at her strangely and lay it's large head back down.
"So what time are you coming to pick her up tonight Buff?" Buffy turned her head and glanced at Willow before shaking her head.
"Don't worry about it Will, you can drop her off at the bar, say around 8 or so, that's when I get off" she told her and picked up a small leather purse, pulling the strap over her should before getting op.
"Are you ok?" Willow frowned, worry etched into her smooth features, and Buffy just nodded her head yes.
"I'm 100% Buff, well maybe 85, due to lack of sleep, but I'll be alright with a little food in my system and a hot batch, till then, I think I'll live," with that Buffy walked out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(*)(*)(*)~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The bar was crowded tonight and Buffy could barely get through the bodies to serve the food, but with that, the tip were good and she was sure that she had made at least $200 in tips, but all she wanted to do was finish the night, and Dawn was suppose to be here in a matter of 5 minutes.
Running her hands through her hair, she pushed through a crowd and placed two plates of hot wings on the table then looked up and smiled at the couple that didn't even notice she was there, considering they had been lip locked since they had first arrived.
Shaking her head, she walked back to the bar and smiled at Chris, the bartender in training, who's first day working alone was going better then he had told her it would.
Chris was at least 21, with black hair and the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, but as much as she wouldn't mind having a relationship, her opinion of men at the moment were, a) to young, b) to old or c) to uuugly. Either way, she was beginning to think she was becoming a nun, without the holy water and prayers.
Placing the serving platter on the counter, she turned her eyes toward the door, and a smile appeared on her face when he daughter entered the room, then walked straight over the table closest to the door, sitting in the empty chair, she looked up and smiled, showing pearly white teeth, "I hope you don't mind me sitting here." Dawn said and batted her eye lashed at the two men who sat there staring at the 5-year-old little girl, the mouths open in astonishment. "Have you seen my mom, she looks like a Barbie, she has long blonde hair and she's very pretty?" she asked and looked at both men expectantly.
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Spike sat there with his mouth open and he glanced at Angelus, who has the same expression plastered on his face. This little girl was sitting directly in front of two of the most feared vampires, and she just smiled up at them happily.
Spike was the first to burst out laughing when the little girl asked if they had seen her mother the Barbie doll, and they both nodded, thinking to themselves, **Which Barbie doll are you looking for? Cause there's at least 5 blondes in this bar**
She stared up at them and pursed her lips stubbornly and Spike went and patted her on the head, she glared up at him.
"What exactly does you mum look like ill' bit?" Spike asked and she looked at him strangely.
"You talk funny!" she told him, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back into her chair, "Do you think I could talk like that?" smiling slightly, then started mimicking Spike in an awful way.
Spike scowled and shook his head when Angelus burst out laughing, "What and you think you can do better mate?" he growled and glared at him, "Or should we start discussing the Irish?" he asked and Angelus shut his mouth. "Now pet, I repeat, what does your mum look like?"
The little girl scrunched her nose for a moment and glanced at the two men, "well she has long hair like mine, and she's really skinny, she works here." She told them both, and watched as they looked at one another and Spike shook his head.
"Haven't seen her pet, why don't you go look for her?" he asked her, but she wasn't paying attention, her eyes were wandering around the large bar until she caught a petite blonde woman with her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, wander over to them, trying not to bump into any other tables.
"Mommy!" she yelled and started waving her hands at the woman, who smiled and rolled her eyes when she stopped at the table. Clutching the woman's hand she looked at the two men and smiled, "mommy, these are my new friends, the one with white hair, he has a really weird sounding voice, see" she looked at Spike and warned him to talk to her mother.
"Hello luv, is' a good thin' you found the lil one, she was gonna drive us nuts if you didn't" he told her and smiled.
"God I am so sorry, I saw her take a seat over here, but I obviously couldn't get to you guys on time before she starting causing some trouble.
Spike was about to reply until he actually got a good look at the woman, and he forgot what he was going to say, something about her was different, from the smell of her, to the look in her eyes. Angelus beat him to it.
"No worries, my friend Spike here has this problem with talking to much too, so they were great company for each other." He said and put his hand on Spikes shoulder, squeezing it affectionately, which didn't go unnoticed to the woman, but seemed to contradict to what Angelus was seeing... He's all eyes for the beauty in front of him.
Smiling the woman picked up her daughter and the little girl wrapped her tiny legs around her mother's waist and her arms around her neck, and then grinned down at the two men, "My names Dawn." She told them and the two walked away.
"How did I guess that the lovely little angel that was keeping us company was named after something so beautiful and so deadly?" Angelus asked as he wrapped his hand around the back of his childe's neck and massaged gently. "If the daughters name is Dawn, then the mother must be a goddess" Angelus whispered as he studied the woman and little girl go walk up to a red headed woman.
"Not a goddess mate, the woman's a bloody succubus, cause I'd fuck her without a moments thought," Spike told him, licking his lips at the thought, "there's just something about her, the smell of her, the sight of her, it's like I could taste her from a few feet away, she'll taste like Vanilla, I can bet you on that."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(*)(*)(*)~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Buffy stole a quick glance at the two men and shook her head sadly as she watched the darker man massage the smaller man's neck.
"What you looking at Buff?" Willow asked and looked in the direction her friend was staring in, "Oh sugary goodness times 2" Willow giggled and patted her friend on the back.
"You could say that Will, but it's a shame that good looking men could go to such waste, it's always the ones you wanna eat up with a spoon that turn out gay."
Both women nod their head and Buffy picks up Dawn.
Unnoticed to both girls, the men quickly look away from one another and move their chairs away by about 4 ft.
Chapter 5
The house was small and cozy, and Buffy smiled with pride when she took a step back and got a better look at what she had done, she had made a home away from home, and even if Dawn didn't know it yet. This was a home they would have for a very long time.
Wiping her hands on her paint covered jeans, she walked into the kitchen and continued to the fridge, which she opened and pulled out a container of orange juice, drinking it from the opening without poring it into a cup.
"Ahh, the wonders of vitamin C, and the great things it does to the body." She told herself as she placed the container back into the fridge, closing it and walking back into the living room.
The living room was probably the largest room in the house, with the walls painted a dark red, with pictures of Dawn and her, along with her two best friends placed on mantles and tacked to walls, and Buffy couldn't help but smile, because finally she didn't have to think about the pain that brought her to this stage, and the family she had now, which made life so much easier.
Pulling the plastic rug off the floor, she wrapped it up and glanced at the designs that she had just painted on the wall and wondered where the idea came for the designs, because they came from her own imagination, and even though they were beautiful, reminded her of something satanic.
Walking back into the kitchen, she opened up a cupboard and tossed the rug into the garbage, then sat at the kitchen table and placed her arms in front of her, laying her head on them and she closed her eyes, ***God what time is it, cause I honestly don't feel like picking up Dawn today, and I still have to work in like 2 hours*** she thought and opened her eyes immediately, reminding herself that she needed to take a shower, get ready, pick up Dawn, drop her off at Willow's house, then go to work.
Moaning she picked herself off the chair, and wandered into the living room, then stretched her legs before walking up the stairs to go and take a shower.
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A man sat in a in a high backed chair, hands clasped and leaning his weight into his desk as he glared at the man that sat in front of him, and the man shuddered.
This was not the type of person to fuck with. Raising his eyebrows, his lips pulled into a sinister sneer, and his eyes rested on the mans hands, as they were clutched together so tightly that the knuckles were turning white, and he could tell that the man was nervous, due to the sweat that almost looked like it was leaking through his pores.
"Look Mr. Castello, there was nothing I could do, you're wife is gone, and the only trail she's left is the phone call she makes every week to your mother in law, but even that isn't enough to track her, I'm sorry" Mr. Castello's eyes narrowed and he stood up from his desk, walked casually over to the man.
"So what your saying Jack, is that my wife is gone, and there is no way that I can find her?" Mr. Castello asked, his hands laying lightly on Jacks shoulders, and the man flinched away, not realizing that he was doing it.
"I'm sorry sir, I can try harder, but." the mans chair was spun around, and Jack gasped.
"I want her found Jack, do I make myself clear? If not, then just tell me, and I'll find her myself, but I cant say the same for you" the words chilled Jack to the bone, but he nodded his head in agreement, and rose from the chair in jerky movement.
"Yes sir, your as clear as crystal" Jack replied as he left the office.
"Good, I'll be waiting."
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Buffy sat on the overly large couch and watched as Dawn wrapped her tiny hands around the big German Shepard's legs, and tried to pull it, which only caused to dog to look at her strangely and lay it's large head back down.
"So what time are you coming to pick her up tonight Buff?" Buffy turned her head and glanced at Willow before shaking her head.
"Don't worry about it Will, you can drop her off at the bar, say around 8 or so, that's when I get off" she told her and picked up a small leather purse, pulling the strap over her should before getting op.
"Are you ok?" Willow frowned, worry etched into her smooth features, and Buffy just nodded her head yes.
"I'm 100% Buff, well maybe 85, due to lack of sleep, but I'll be alright with a little food in my system and a hot batch, till then, I think I'll live," with that Buffy walked out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(*)(*)(*)~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The bar was crowded tonight and Buffy could barely get through the bodies to serve the food, but with that, the tip were good and she was sure that she had made at least $200 in tips, but all she wanted to do was finish the night, and Dawn was suppose to be here in a matter of 5 minutes.
Running her hands through her hair, she pushed through a crowd and placed two plates of hot wings on the table then looked up and smiled at the couple that didn't even notice she was there, considering they had been lip locked since they had first arrived.
Shaking her head, she walked back to the bar and smiled at Chris, the bartender in training, who's first day working alone was going better then he had told her it would.
Chris was at least 21, with black hair and the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, but as much as she wouldn't mind having a relationship, her opinion of men at the moment were, a) to young, b) to old or c) to uuugly. Either way, she was beginning to think she was becoming a nun, without the holy water and prayers.
Placing the serving platter on the counter, she turned her eyes toward the door, and a smile appeared on her face when he daughter entered the room, then walked straight over the table closest to the door, sitting in the empty chair, she looked up and smiled, showing pearly white teeth, "I hope you don't mind me sitting here." Dawn said and batted her eye lashed at the two men who sat there staring at the 5-year-old little girl, the mouths open in astonishment. "Have you seen my mom, she looks like a Barbie, she has long blonde hair and she's very pretty?" she asked and looked at both men expectantly.
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Spike sat there with his mouth open and he glanced at Angelus, who has the same expression plastered on his face. This little girl was sitting directly in front of two of the most feared vampires, and she just smiled up at them happily.
Spike was the first to burst out laughing when the little girl asked if they had seen her mother the Barbie doll, and they both nodded, thinking to themselves, **Which Barbie doll are you looking for? Cause there's at least 5 blondes in this bar**
She stared up at them and pursed her lips stubbornly and Spike went and patted her on the head, she glared up at him.
"What exactly does you mum look like ill' bit?" Spike asked and she looked at him strangely.
"You talk funny!" she told him, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back into her chair, "Do you think I could talk like that?" smiling slightly, then started mimicking Spike in an awful way.
Spike scowled and shook his head when Angelus burst out laughing, "What and you think you can do better mate?" he growled and glared at him, "Or should we start discussing the Irish?" he asked and Angelus shut his mouth. "Now pet, I repeat, what does your mum look like?"
The little girl scrunched her nose for a moment and glanced at the two men, "well she has long hair like mine, and she's really skinny, she works here." She told them both, and watched as they looked at one another and Spike shook his head.
"Haven't seen her pet, why don't you go look for her?" he asked her, but she wasn't paying attention, her eyes were wandering around the large bar until she caught a petite blonde woman with her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, wander over to them, trying not to bump into any other tables.
"Mommy!" she yelled and started waving her hands at the woman, who smiled and rolled her eyes when she stopped at the table. Clutching the woman's hand she looked at the two men and smiled, "mommy, these are my new friends, the one with white hair, he has a really weird sounding voice, see" she looked at Spike and warned him to talk to her mother.
"Hello luv, is' a good thin' you found the lil one, she was gonna drive us nuts if you didn't" he told her and smiled.
"God I am so sorry, I saw her take a seat over here, but I obviously couldn't get to you guys on time before she starting causing some trouble.
Spike was about to reply until he actually got a good look at the woman, and he forgot what he was going to say, something about her was different, from the smell of her, to the look in her eyes. Angelus beat him to it.
"No worries, my friend Spike here has this problem with talking to much too, so they were great company for each other." He said and put his hand on Spikes shoulder, squeezing it affectionately, which didn't go unnoticed to the woman, but seemed to contradict to what Angelus was seeing... He's all eyes for the beauty in front of him.
Smiling the woman picked up her daughter and the little girl wrapped her tiny legs around her mother's waist and her arms around her neck, and then grinned down at the two men, "My names Dawn." She told them and the two walked away.
"How did I guess that the lovely little angel that was keeping us company was named after something so beautiful and so deadly?" Angelus asked as he wrapped his hand around the back of his childe's neck and massaged gently. "If the daughters name is Dawn, then the mother must be a goddess" Angelus whispered as he studied the woman and little girl go walk up to a red headed woman.
"Not a goddess mate, the woman's a bloody succubus, cause I'd fuck her without a moments thought," Spike told him, licking his lips at the thought, "there's just something about her, the smell of her, the sight of her, it's like I could taste her from a few feet away, she'll taste like Vanilla, I can bet you on that."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(*)(*)(*)~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Buffy stole a quick glance at the two men and shook her head sadly as she watched the darker man massage the smaller man's neck.
"What you looking at Buff?" Willow asked and looked in the direction her friend was staring in, "Oh sugary goodness times 2" Willow giggled and patted her friend on the back.
"You could say that Will, but it's a shame that good looking men could go to such waste, it's always the ones you wanna eat up with a spoon that turn out gay."
Both women nod their head and Buffy picks up Dawn.
Unnoticed to both girls, the men quickly look away from one another and move their chairs away by about 4 ft.