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part three and for the rest of the fic it's on my site:
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Part Three
Angelus walked into the dungeon wanting to inspect his prisoners and soon to be food. His eyes were drawn immediately to one girl sat with her arms loped around a small girl comforting the crying child.
Buffy looked up when she felt a strong presence enter the room and her eyes met his. She was struck by how handsome he appeared but she knew under the good looking human face was a monster.
Buffy carefully removed the girl from her arms placing her in the arms of a brunette and walked over to the cell door and looked at him. He in turn moved over to the door and looked at her.
"So you are the girl Spike in formed me about," Angelus spoke breaking the silence.
"Probably."
Angelus turned around and looked at the guard who moved forward and pulled out his keys to unlock the door.
The door swung open and Angelus motioned for Buffy to step out. She did so and followed him out of the room.
He led her into the main hall, which lead into a living room with comfy looking couches. He waved his arms showing her he wanted her to take a seat.
Buffy found the couch furthest into the room and sat down pulling her legs under her making herself comfortable. Showing she had no fear of him.
Angelus smiled at her reaction. He had never once met a human who would act like that around him.
"Do you know who I am?" Angelus asked.
"You are Angelus Scourge of Europe and since the great wars have begun you have become King of the vampire community the master."
"I'm impressed."
"Well I'm not, I kind of though you'd be taller and better looking," Buffy told him looking him directly in his eyes.
Angelus smirked; she amazed him to no extent. He walked over to her and slowly walked around the couch like an animal stalking it's prey before he came to a stop and kneeled in front of her as she adjusted her position so her legs hung over the edge.
She looked at him curiously; she had expected him to lash out. It was his reputation. She hadn't expected him to be amused then kneel in front of her and take her hand.
He gently caressed the back of her palm with his thumb surprising them both with the electricity they felt and an instant connection that was made. He laced his finger with hers and she brought her hand up to touch his face, she willed her hand to move back to settle beside her except it was like she was under his spell.
They were startled apart by someone clearing their throat at the door then chuckling to them self.
"Spike I do not appreciate the interruption," Angelus spoke.
"Sorry mate but there's something you need to attend to!"
Angelus pulled away from Buffy reluctantly, "escort the Lady back to the cell but arrange a room to be made up for her. On the top floor, next to my room."
"Will do," Spike assured.
Angelus left the room and Spike motioned for her to move as he dropped into step next to her.
As they walked he kept glancing at her until she couldn't take it anymore.
"What is your problem?" Buffy demanded.
Spikes nostrils flared and he swung into action pushing her up against a wall and grabbing her wrists pinning them above her head.
"It's you," he growled.
"What have I done," Buffy asked doing her best to not show her fear.
"The way you look," he answered roaming his eyes over her face then as much as her body he could see from his position, she looked so innocent in the white dress. "The way you smell," he moved his face so his nose was next to her neck. "And that mouth," he moved swiftly and nearly managed to get his lips on hers before she lifted her knee and with all her strength kneed him in the groin.
He doubled over in pain and she walked off calmly to her cell.
Part Three
Angelus walked into the dungeon wanting to inspect his prisoners and soon to be food. His eyes were drawn immediately to one girl sat with her arms loped around a small girl comforting the crying child.
Buffy looked up when she felt a strong presence enter the room and her eyes met his. She was struck by how handsome he appeared but she knew under the good looking human face was a monster.
Buffy carefully removed the girl from her arms placing her in the arms of a brunette and walked over to the cell door and looked at him. He in turn moved over to the door and looked at her.
"So you are the girl Spike in formed me about," Angelus spoke breaking the silence.
"Probably."
Angelus turned around and looked at the guard who moved forward and pulled out his keys to unlock the door.
The door swung open and Angelus motioned for Buffy to step out. She did so and followed him out of the room.
He led her into the main hall, which lead into a living room with comfy looking couches. He waved his arms showing her he wanted her to take a seat.
Buffy found the couch furthest into the room and sat down pulling her legs under her making herself comfortable. Showing she had no fear of him.
Angelus smiled at her reaction. He had never once met a human who would act like that around him.
"Do you know who I am?" Angelus asked.
"You are Angelus Scourge of Europe and since the great wars have begun you have become King of the vampire community the master."
"I'm impressed."
"Well I'm not, I kind of though you'd be taller and better looking," Buffy told him looking him directly in his eyes.
Angelus smirked; she amazed him to no extent. He walked over to her and slowly walked around the couch like an animal stalking it's prey before he came to a stop and kneeled in front of her as she adjusted her position so her legs hung over the edge.
She looked at him curiously; she had expected him to lash out. It was his reputation. She hadn't expected him to be amused then kneel in front of her and take her hand.
He gently caressed the back of her palm with his thumb surprising them both with the electricity they felt and an instant connection that was made. He laced his finger with hers and she brought her hand up to touch his face, she willed her hand to move back to settle beside her except it was like she was under his spell.
They were startled apart by someone clearing their throat at the door then chuckling to them self.
"Spike I do not appreciate the interruption," Angelus spoke.
"Sorry mate but there's something you need to attend to!"
Angelus pulled away from Buffy reluctantly, "escort the Lady back to the cell but arrange a room to be made up for her. On the top floor, next to my room."
"Will do," Spike assured.
Angelus left the room and Spike motioned for her to move as he dropped into step next to her.
As they walked he kept glancing at her until she couldn't take it anymore.
"What is your problem?" Buffy demanded.
Spikes nostrils flared and he swung into action pushing her up against a wall and grabbing her wrists pinning them above her head.
"It's you," he growled.
"What have I done," Buffy asked doing her best to not show her fear.
"The way you look," he answered roaming his eyes over her face then as much as her body he could see from his position, she looked so innocent in the white dress. "The way you smell," he moved his face so his nose was next to her neck. "And that mouth," he moved swiftly and nearly managed to get his lips on hers before she lifted her knee and with all her strength kneed him in the groin.
He doubled over in pain and she walked off calmly to her cell.