AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you for your support so far on this fic. I have noticed that a few people want to see a B/S thing happen. I have thought about and have found a way I could develop it. All the B/A shippers out there: KEEP READING!!!!! BUFFY AND ANGEL FOREVER!!!!!! I certainly wont keep it B/S that I can definitely guarantee!!! And those who are bothered by my punctuation, I apologise I am writing this up quick so I don't have enough time to check it out!!! Anyway back to the story....

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Chap 4

Buffy stormed in through the front door if the flat. 'How could he? How DARE he treat me like that!' Her anger welled up inside her. Not only had he run off and left her in a strange place, he had been rude and ignorant to her.

"Hey pet how's it going?" Spike wondered towards her, a cigarette balanced on his lip.

"Fine!" Was the short answer he received.

"No need to bite my head off Buff" Spike began, half mumbling to himself "When a guy tries to be nice and ask a pretty girl out clubbing all he gets in return is a snappy bitch." Spike turned his back to leave.

"Your asking me out?" Buffy clicked. 'This would sooooo get back at Angel!' she smiled.

"Why? You interested?" Spike raised his eyebrow in her direction.

"Yeah sure! Give me 30mins and I'll be with you" Buffy hurried into her bedroom to find the best she could possibly find.

Spike smiled to himself gleefully. 'Get in there boy! You never no you may get lucky tonight!" his blue eyes shone mischievously in the light.

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Angel sat alone in the lounge. He flicked from one channel to the next not really interested in what he was looking at. All he could think about was the kiss on the open fields of the ranch. He wanted her too much but he believed it was wrong. She was his flat mate nothing more, nothing less. She was too beautiful for him he thought to himself, sighing deeply.

He heard the front door open and Spikes voice ran loudly through the flat. "You look beautiful" He smiled. "well, Thank you Spike" Buffys feminine voice could be heard against Spikes gruff British one. "Come on lets go!" Spike said, closing the door behind him.

Angel glared to himself. Anger rose up inside him like a burning fire. He walked towards the window, which overlooked the busy road outside. There he could see Spike walking next to Buffy, passing her a helmet before seating her comfortably behind him, her hands rested on his hips as they sped off on Spike's Motorbike. Angel crushed the coke can he held in his hand, throwing it hard against the wall, soaking a painting with the dregs of the can.

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They had been in the Club about 3 hours and already Buffy was starting to feel the effect of too much dancing combined with the huge amount of alcohol Spike had been supplying her with.

"What's the matter love, come on lets dance again" He pulled her up from the stool beside the bar and lead her to the dance floor in front. A slow song came on.

Buffy looked up at Spike who stood above her, his arms wrapped loosely around her waist, hers securely around his neck. She focused on his eyes, so deep and blue. Suddenly there were four eyes. She frowned and stared again as the double vodka she had just had kicked in, her sight quickly became double and blurred.

Spike looked down at the small blonde swaying clutching desperately to his neck for support. He bent down, catching her chin with the top of his finger, he brought her face up towards his, his lips gently brushing against hers as he slowly entered his tongue, kissing her passionately.

"Come on love, lets get you home" He broke away, supporting her with his arm as he lead her towards the doors.

"Need sleep..." Buffy mumbled into Spikes warm arm.

"Yes love, I'm sure you'll be getting plenty of that soon enough" Spike mumbled under his breath, smiling to himself.

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It was late when they got in and Spike knew Angel wouldn't be there for at least another hour as he was at a Art convention.

He scooped Buffy up in his arms, her head lolling to the side. He carried her towards his room careful not to bang her head against the wall as he went.

His room was painted in a dark Crimson colour with Black blended into the skirting boards and furniture. Floor was a deep mahogany wood and was littered with several items of clothing that he had thrown there as he was getting into bed the night before.

He slowly lowered Buffy onto the bed, kissing her forehead gently. Slowly he kissed down the side of her face until he was level with her lips, where he gently inserted his tongue, kissing deep and hard.

Buffy pulled back. "What are you doing" Her senses began to kick in.

"This is what you want love, I know it." Spike kissed further down her neck.

"Get off me Spike!" Buffy yelled pushing the young man off her. But Spike was stronger he pinned her arms down, his legs spread over hers, preventing her form moving. He ripped at her shirt as he kissed her, getting more frantic as he went.

"Stop it!!!" Buffy wept as he carried on "Please Spike Stop." Was all she could choke out as she broke down, defenceless.

"You love me Buffy, don't deny it, you wanted this" Spike continued ripping hard at her trousers and throwing them across the room.

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Angel yawned loudly from the back of the room. The guy talking was really starting to get on his nerves. For the past hour he had gone on about one painting and how the light is "Magnificently reflected in the child's eyes and if you really think about it symbolises....." Angel had lost interest to find out the rest.

He got up quietly and reached for his coat, throwing it gently around his body he made his way out of the building and onto the city streets where darkness had already claimed its status.

All he could think about was Buffy with Spike. 'She's probably having a really good time right now with that Bastard." His fists clenched as he thought of them together, kissing, hugging, dancing.....

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Angel stepped into the flat, throwing his keys in the dish that was placed next to the door for such a purpose. He stretched upwards, as he thought about sleep and took his coat off.

He stepped forward aiming for his room when he heard it. A faint muffled cry of a women coming from Spikes room. 'He had to rub it in my nose didn't he" Angel shook his head thinking of Spike and Buffy in there together having sex when it could have been him.

He opened his door and just as he closed it he heard more. "GET OFF ME!!!!!" Buffy yelled praying Angel was back.

He didn't have time to think. Angel threw open the door and ran across the corridor slamming hard into Spikes door. There Buffy lay, her clothes ripped, Spike was onto frantically stripping more clothes from Buffys body. Angel felt the fire once more.

Buffy screamed more as the heavy weight on top disappeared. She opened her eyes as she watched the unforgettable scene in front of her.

Angel slammed Spikes body into the wall pinning him inches above the ground, his arm placed against Spike's neck cutting off his air supply. "Bastard" was all Angel could get out. He slammed his fist into spikes face, a large cut appearing on his eyebrow where Angel's ring had made contact. Again Angel struck snapping Spike's nose like a twig.

"SORRY" Spike yelled out as Angel aimed for his ribs cracking 3 instantly. He threw Spike across the room, his bloodied body landing in the broken down doorway.

"Get out" Angel said menacingly walking slowly towards him his dark eyes glared with hatred. Spike didn't need telling twice. He leapt up and ran for the door blood poured from the gash on his head, his side ached from the bruising.

Angel turned to Buffy, her small form huddled on the bed, shaking as she cried on. "Its ok" Angel sat next to her placing his hand on her shoulder. She leaned towards him and he wrapped his arms around her lifting her easily, taking her to her own room.

He pulled back the covers with one hand, balancing buffy against his strong chest as he did so, then he placed her in her bed pulling the covers up over her body "Thank you" she muttered as she snuggled down deeper.

Angel nodded and walked to the door.

"Angel?"

"Mm?" He answered

"Can you stay with me?" Buffys green eyes looked up from the edge of the quilt, her cheeks stained with tears.

"Sure I will" He smiled, seating himself in the armchair in the corner of the room, watching her drifting slowly to sleep her face looked so peaceful when she slept, like she had no troubles at all....



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