Part 8
Rating: R for cursing and mild sexual activity.


The next day. Angel was sitting on the bed and said, "You're more flushed." Concerned, he kissed her forehead. "You're hotter then yesterday." He frowned. He tests her temperature, it's 106."
"Hmm..." Buffy mumbled something else, but he couldn't hear it.
She opened her eyes. "Angel, I'm hungry."
"Hang on I'll make you soup."
He went into the kitchen and took out a box of Liptons noodle soup. When it was done, he slowly brought it in and placed it on the tray table Buffy placed on top of her. "Do you want me to feed you?" Angel smiled.
She smiled back weakly. "Yes."
Angel dipped the spoon in the soup and slowly brought it up to her mouth. She sipped it and made an "Ah" sound. They both laughed. When she was down eating he took the tray away and tucked her in. "Get some sleep." He kissed her forehead.

The next day, Buffy's fever went down. Angel went downstairs and brought the mini-fridge up from the basement and placed it in the bedroom.
Angel got dressed for work and sat on the bed with Buffy.
He quietly said, "I'm sorry that I have to work. I just can't stay out any longer. The employees there need me."
Buffy asked, "I don't know why I never asked you this, but... are you the boss?"
"Yeah, I run everything. You sure you'll be ok?" Buffy nods yes. "If you need anything just call Willow or me and I'll come back right away. You've got the mini-fridge right here, so you don't need to get up for food. Incase you want soup or tea... I've got a tea bag and a box of Liptons soup on the counter and a pot. I'm taking a break in four hours."
She smirked, "I'll be fine. If I need anything I'll call. Don't worry about me, now get to work."
He smiled. "Ok, I'll see you soon."
He kissed her lips tenderly and left the house.

Someone knocked on the door. Buffy slowly makes her way to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw Riley Parker.
Surprised, she opened the door a little. "Riley... What are you doing here?" She asked not too friendly. Her face scrunched, "And how did you find out where we live?"
Riley answered in a low voice and unfriendly voice, "Phonebook. Looked you up."
"Why didn't you just call?"
He replied, "Phone's dead."
"Oh." She said, then thought *Like I'll believe that.* "Well listen it's nice to see you" she lied, "but I'm really not feeling well, so please leave?"
"Do you need anything?" He asked with fake concern.
"No thanks. I have everything under control." She smiled. *Get out of my face already.*
"Oh... well I do."
"Huh?" She frowned.
She gasped when suddenly he grabbed her arms and kissed her on the lips with brute force. She weakly pushed him off her, slapped him and shouted, "Get out!"
"Bitch! I'm not going anywhere." He slapped her.
She put her hand on her face. More firmly, but quieter she said, "Leave."
Then he lifted her and threw her at the coffee table. She screamed. She fell on it making it tip over and her rolling off if, landing face down. She tried to get up, but couldn't gather the strength. Riley slammed the door shut. He marched toward her with a frown on his face, his eyes dark with hate. He grabbed her arms and turned her to face him, making her whimper. He straddled her and started kissing her violently. When he stopped her ran his hands up the inside her thighs beneath the robe, just brushing the inside of her legs. She squealed. Then he grabbed her breasts and start mushing them around.
At the house Angel shut the car door and started walking when he suddenly heard Buffy's cry. He ran up to the door.
She continued screaming. Riley untied her robe and opened it. He grabbed hold her of bare breasts which were pinkish from his previous ministrations.
Angel opened the door, pausing for a second and shouted, "Buffy!"
When he saw who was on top of his love he grew even more angrier. He ran over to Riley and tossed him off Buffy.
Tears were running down Buffy's face and she was sniffing. She quickly wrapped the robe shut tight and sat against the couch.
Angel grabbed Riley by the collar. He punched him on the nose, which quickly let out blood. Then he punched the rest of his face repeatedly. He pulled Riley up against the wall and kicked him in the groin and let him go. Riley bent over clutching where he'd been kicked. Angel growled, "Bastard! You come here ever again I'm calling the cops and if they don't get here fast enough I swear I'll fucking kill you for touching Buffy!"
Riley stood tall and grinned. He laughed. "Oh, really?"
Angel roughly grabbed him by the neck shoving him back against the wall. He growled in a low menacing voice, "You want to test me?! "
In cowardly whisper Riley responded, "Ok. Let me go. I won't come back."
Angel grabbed him by the arm and practically dragged him to the door, opened it and literally threw him out.
Angel watched as the coward walked away. He took a breathe and shut the door. He ran over to Buffy and touched her shoulder. He quietly asked, "Baby, are you ok?!" She just nodded. He hugged her and she started crying. "Shh... oh, baby. It'll be ok. C'mon let's get you back in bed."
He gently scooped her up and placed her bed. "Did he hurt you, sweetheart?" He had seen that her robe was open when Riley was on top of her.
She whispered, "He just had his hands on... me." Tears welled up in her puffy, hazel eyes. "I tried to get himo off me, but I was to weak."
He said softly, "Hey, I don't blame you. It isn't your fault."
"What if he comes back?" She whispered.
"He won't come back. I promise."
She let out a sob. "But what if he does."
He said quietly, "He won't. After what I did I know he's too scared... but if he does come back I will be here to protect you." He grinned.
"What about work... and don't you have to go back?"
"I'll take a long break. I'm staying with you until this fever goes down and your morning sickness is over. You don't have anything to worry about ok?"
Buffy beamed, "Ok." She sniffed.
With a tissue Angel wiped her tears away. He hugged her some more and kissed her on the lips. "I bet your tired and so am I so... how about we go to sleep?"
She smiled, "Sounds good to me. Can we do some smooching?"
He grinned. "If that's what you want."
He got under covers with her and wrapped his arms around her. They closed their eyes and kissed until they'd eventually drift into a peaceful sleep.