Here is chapter 4. Sorry it took so long, by computer wasn't working and I had to get a new part. PLEASE review!
Buffy stared a Connor a moment, waiting to see if he would tell her anything else about who he was, but having more important things on her mind then finding out and figuring she could ask someone later she continued.
"Nice to meet you." She reached her hand across the table for him to shake. Connor paused for a second before taking her hand in his, holding her soft little hand in his big one before she, to his disappointment, pulled away and got back to business. "So, what do you know about the Beast?" Buffy asked them, looking around the group.
"We know that it is connected to Angelus, can suck the life out of people, turn them into zombies, and is out to destroy the world." Wesley informed her. "What do you know about it?"
"We know that it's as dangerous as bloody hell." Spike said.
"It's not. Close though." Angel commented looking at Buffy for a moment before turning away.
"The papers that Giles sent said that it can only be killed by cutting of the hand it uses to suck the life out of people with and that that hand is how it gets it food. He feeds off of human life. They also said what you just told me, minus the part about being connected to Angelus." Buffy informed them and smiled when she saw relieved looks come over their faces.
"We didn't know how to kill it." Angel told her.
"I kind of figured, seeing the happy expressions on your faces when I told you how to kill it. The problem is getting close enough to it to be able to cut off the hand." Buffy said looking at them all.
"With the strength the three of us have together the bloody bugger should come down." Spike said.
"How are you going to get to it? It will probably kill you all before you even found it, not that I'd mind." Connor said, looking at Angel while saying the last part.
"Yeah, but I would. I plan on going home in one piece. I wouldn't be thrilled with anyone getting killed." Buffy told them.
"I wouldn't either." Angel said while staring at Buffy. "That's why you're not coming. Spike and I can go since were already dead."
"You are going to need the strength of a Slayer and I am the only one currently available." Buffy told him, not about to sit around while they went out to fight. "Besides, there is a big difference between being a pile of dust and walking and talking just like a normal another human minus the beating heart of one. And I don't treasure the idea of brining Spike back in a zip-loc bag and informing Dawn that her favorite vamp is dust. I am going with you and there is no way you can stop me. Try and then we can count how many bruises you have after I get to you."
"She should go with you Angel. You know your not going to be able to stop her anyways. And saying that you and Spike were already dead was not a very good reason. Next time you might try coming up with a better excuse." Wesley told him.
"As much as I would love to have Buffy stay here where she would be safer, she isn't going to no matter what we do." Spike added with sincerity in his voice.
"Now that that's settled we can get on to coming up with a plan." Gunn said. " We still don't know where it is at the moment or how to actually get to the arm without anyone getting killed."
The group went into deep discussions about how to attack the demon and had just settled on a plan of action when cell phone ringing interrupted them. Everyone automatically reached for his or her phone, before finding that it was Buffy's that had rung.
"Hello." She said into the phone.
"Hey Buffy, it's Willow. The rest of us were thinking of coming out to L.A. to try and help out. How is it going there anyway?" The witch inquired.
"It's good. You guys really don't need to come here though." Buffy told her.
"Were going to anyway. We don't like just sitting here while you're out there trying so save the world again. We'll be there tomorrow afternoon. We all miss you, especially Dawn, it was her idea to come out there." Willow paused for a moment, hearing her name called up the stairs. "I have to go Buff. Dinner. We'll see you tomorrow; we got the name of the hotel from Giles and already made some reservations. Bye."
"Bye." Buffy said before closing the phone. She turned to face Spike to tell him what was happening. "The others are coming up tomorrow afternoon. Apparently they don't like sitting around feeling useless while we try to save the world. They already called and reserved a couple or rooms here." She informed him.
"The Bit coming with them?" He asked her.
"Yeah. I don't like the idea of her being in this kind of danger when she doesn't need to be, though. She will just have to stay at the hotel and research or something. Under no circumstances is she allowed to come out and help fight." Buffy told him. Spike nodded his agreement before adding,
"I don't want her any where near this place right now so there is no bloody way I would let her go out and help us fight." He looked around at the other people. "None of you buggers let her with you either. Got that?" He asked them. They all nodded their agreement, knowing nothing good would come of letting the 'Bit', as Spike had called the person, out on patrol. Angel looked at the clock, a little shocked at how late it was.
"I think its time to finish here. Its about three a.m. right now and Connor needs to get to bed." Angel said looking at the boy.
"Fine." Connor said before getting up. "Goodnight Buffy." He turned and left for his room.
"I'm going to go talk to Fred for a minute. Goodnight everyone." Angel said before following the path Connor had taken a moment earlier.
"Yeah. Spike and I are going to. I would like to get at least a little sleep tonight." Buffy said while getting up and grabbing her purse. She and Spike left with the others following them out of the room were about to enter the lobby when Buffy froze in shock at seeing a familiar face hugging Angel.
"Cordelia?" Buffy said once she found her voice.
"Oh my God! Buffy!" Cordelia said in shock before meeting Buffy in the lobby and hugging her. "It's so good to see you!" Buffy stared at her; surprised at the warm welcome and the fact that Cordelia was acting like they used to be the best of friends.
"Umm…It's good to see you to Cordy." Buffy said a little uncertain. "Spike and I were just heading to bed…" She trailed off, not quite sure what to say.
"Ok. I'll talk to you in the morning and we can catch up, maybe go for breakfast or something."
"Yeah…sure." Buffy looked at her a moment, deciding that she sounded sincere. "I'll see you in the morning. I'd say we could just talk now but I think sleep would be of the goodness right now so goodnight everyone."
"'Night." Was chorused to her in return before she and Spike turned to head for their rooms. As the two walked into Buffy's room she turned to Spike with tears running down her eyes.
"What's wrong, Buffy?" Spike asked her with concern in his voice.
"I can't take it! I wasn't prepared for this, to see him or them again. I was ready to fight the Beast and go home, but not this." She started sobbing from the emotional stress and Spike lead her to sit on the king size bed.
"Why don't you get into you're pajamas and then we can lay down and you can tell me everything. We can lay down and discuss seeing Peaches again and what a bloody ass he is." Spike said, trying to comfort her.
Apparently it worked a little because the tears were slowing and she was getting her pajamas from the closet and going into the bathroom to change. When she came back out she was wearing loose cotton pants and a tight dark green spaghetti strap shirt with he belly showing and her hair was pulled up into a high pony-tail, he face looking a little more refreshed having just been washed. She laid down with him on the bed, crawled under the blankets with him and laid her head on his chest
"So, you want to talk or sleep?" He asked her.
"Talk."
"Okay then. What do you want to talk about?" He didn't want to force her to talk about his grandsire so let her pick the subject, if Angel happened to be the subject then so be it.
"How am I supposed to act around him?" She asked him, not really thinking he would know but hoping he would.
"I can't tell you that." He paused a minute before going on, "It depends on how you feel about him. So, how do you feel about him?" She thought for a minute before responding.
"I changed my mind. I don't want to talk, I want sleep."
"Fine, but sleep isn't going to change the fact that you are going to have face him again in a few hours." Spike told her.
"I know, but it will give me something else to do then concentrate on him. Not that he wont be in my dreams, but this way I wont have to consciously think about him." She finished and shifted to snuggle deeper into Spike before they both promptly fell asleep from exhaustion.
Little did they know that Angel was watching them as they slept, his eyes glowing yellow. He had wanted to talk to Buffy and had asked Fred if Buffy and Spike were sharing a room and hearing what he wanted to, no, he got the key to Buffy's room so he could go in if she didn't answer. When she didn't answer the door he used his key and walked in and saw them sleeping together, looking intimate to him, closed the door and stalked across the hall into his room. He decided he would talk to her later.