Author: Kelly
Disclaimer: I dont own BtvS, AtS, or any other crap owned by Joss Wheadon.
Summary: Angel flips when he finds out about the pregnancy. Oz is falling
for Buffy. The scoobies are coming back in!
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Notes: LiZ...tHis Ones Fur u!
Spike was the first to make a sound. He looked at Buffy. "Slayer-Buffy-what do you mean? The mayor's dead." He said softly. "No, he isn't. Someone brought him back. I had a vision thing about it." Angel was still creepily quiet. Suddenly, he turned around on his heal and stormed out. Buffy gulped. She stopped Spike from leaving. She chased Angel out to his car. "What are you doing Angel?" "I'll kill the son of a bitch!" He roared, vamping out. "No, please, not until we know who he has on his side." Angel growled again. Buffy reached out her hand as ran it down his face. He shivered and and held her hand in his. She held him against her as he cried into her shoulder. Buffy rocked him back and fourth like a baby. "I will get him, baby." He whispered in her ear. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Faith yawned as she rolled over in her bed. Her BED. She was home. No jail cell, no more lonliness. She felt so revived. She jumped up from the bed. 'I feel like fighting.' She walked out into the mayors chambers. Sure enough, he was sitting on his throne.
"Yo boss, im gettin' restless! I've been locked away for almost 2 years, I need my game back."
The mayor moved in his chair. It had been several days since his baby had come home, and already he felt alive. He was healthier and had started to look human again.
The mayor chuckled.
"Syrus!"
He yelled. A muscly robed man came in.
"Play fight with my Faith here. She needs practice. If she's going to get Buffy down, she'll need to be a lot stronger. If you hurt her..."green sparks shot from the end of the mayors fingers. Syrus' hand caught on fire. He yelped. He put it out on his robes.
"And you die."
Faith smiled at Syrus.
"Come on pretty boy."
She led him out of the room into the hall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oz was watching Buffy sleep. He rubbed his fingers across his lips. 'So beautiful.' Buffy moaned and smiled into his lips. He moved his hand to her soft face. She sighed happily and rolled onto her side. Oz's hand continued it's desent down her body. He stroked her hip. Buffy moaned loudly. "Angel-" She whispered. Oz snatched his hand away as though it had been burnt. Buffy mewed a little, then drifted away on the sleep train again. Oz watched in anger. 'Always was his, always will be. I can smell his sent on her. It's like he's daring someone to try it. To try to even TOUCH her.' Oz looked mournfully at the woman next to him. He shrugged and got up. Throwing on his coat, he walked out the door. Buffy opened her eyes as soon as the door closed. She watched after Oz with a mix of emotions. 'What the hell was that? Was Oz just touching me?' Buffy shook her head. Rolling out of bed tiredly, she put on her boots. As she was walking out the door, she was knocked to the floor as a body slammed into her. Buffy looked up in shock to see Willow over her. "Oh my god Buffy! I'm so so sorry! You have no idea how sorry I am! I can't believe this happened! I swear to you Buffy, we'll get him." Willow spoke in a quick rush. Buffy pushed herself up onto her arms. "Hey Will. Thanks. I know." Willow still wasn't satisfied. "If you ever need any help with the baby, we'll do anything. Me and Tara can cast protection spells on it and everything!" Buffy smiled sweetly at Willow. "Thanx Will. I love you guys a lot. Where's everyone else?" "They're in a few bedrooms on the 7th floor. 12c and 13c and 14c. Me and Tara are splitting. Xander and Anya are splitting. Giles and Spike are splitting, as hard to believe as that may seem!" Buffy nodded at Willow's last comment. She looked around the room. What time was it? She spotted a clock. 1:30 in the morning. And Oz went out at this hour? She needed to find him. As glad as she was to see her scoobies, Oz was out there alone. The mayors men could be anywhere. She jumped up from the floor. Willow's eyes widened in shock. "Buffy! You shouldn't be doing that! What about the baby? And we think you should only slay until you hit 5 months." Willow said matter-of-factly. Buffy yawned. "Look Will, I know you guy's care about me. But right now, Oz is out there alone. I have to make sure it's okay. I know about the awkwardness, so you don't have to come. I'll be back soon. Tell the others we'll meet in the morning in my room. About 11 okay Will?" Willow nodded and rushed off. Buffy yawned again and went over to her suitcase. She pulled on a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt. She didn't care what she looked like. This was definately not the time to try to impress guys. Her friend might be in trouble. But it wouldn't hurt to do her hair right? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Faith wiped the sweat off her forehead. Syrus was at her feet, broken, bruised, and bleeding. She licked her lips and cracked her knuckles. "Man, I feel so alive!" Syrus moans at her feet. "Oh, sorry man. Do you want your present now?" She ask's him enticingly, drawing a long finger down his front around to his special spot. He groans and nods excitedly. "Faith reaches up to his neck and pulls him to her. He closes his eyes, expecting a kiss. At the last second, Faith's expression twists, and she snaps the man's neck. She let's him crumple to the floor. Faith fully stands up. She does a long stretch. "I may want some ass, but I don't need it from a man with bruised balls honey." As she walks towards her room's, she steps on the man's stomach and grinds in her heals. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Spike was the first to make a sound. He looked at Buffy. "Slayer-Buffy-what do you mean? The mayor's dead." He said softly. "No, he isn't. Someone brought him back. I had a vision thing about it." Angel was still creepily quiet. Suddenly, he turned around on his heal and stormed out. Buffy gulped. She stopped Spike from leaving. She chased Angel out to his car. "What are you doing Angel?" "I'll kill the son of a bitch!" He roared, vamping out. "No, please, not until we know who he has on his side." Angel growled again. Buffy reached out her hand as ran it down his face. He shivered and and held her hand in his. She held him against her as he cried into her shoulder. Buffy rocked him back and fourth like a baby. "I will get him, baby." He whispered in her ear. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Faith yawned as she rolled over in her bed. Her BED. She was home. No jail cell, no more lonliness. She felt so revived. She jumped up from the bed. 'I feel like fighting.' She walked out into the mayors chambers. Sure enough, he was sitting on his throne.
"Yo boss, im gettin' restless! I've been locked away for almost 2 years, I need my game back."
The mayor moved in his chair. It had been several days since his baby had come home, and already he felt alive. He was healthier and had started to look human again.
The mayor chuckled.
"Syrus!"
He yelled. A muscly robed man came in.
"Play fight with my Faith here. She needs practice. If she's going to get Buffy down, she'll need to be a lot stronger. If you hurt her..."green sparks shot from the end of the mayors fingers. Syrus' hand caught on fire. He yelped. He put it out on his robes.
"And you die."
Faith smiled at Syrus.
"Come on pretty boy."
She led him out of the room into the hall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oz was watching Buffy sleep. He rubbed his fingers across his lips. 'So beautiful.' Buffy moaned and smiled into his lips. He moved his hand to her soft face. She sighed happily and rolled onto her side. Oz's hand continued it's desent down her body. He stroked her hip. Buffy moaned loudly. "Angel-" She whispered. Oz snatched his hand away as though it had been burnt. Buffy mewed a little, then drifted away on the sleep train again. Oz watched in anger. 'Always was his, always will be. I can smell his sent on her. It's like he's daring someone to try it. To try to even TOUCH her.' Oz looked mournfully at the woman next to him. He shrugged and got up. Throwing on his coat, he walked out the door. Buffy opened her eyes as soon as the door closed. She watched after Oz with a mix of emotions. 'What the hell was that? Was Oz just touching me?' Buffy shook her head. Rolling out of bed tiredly, she put on her boots. As she was walking out the door, she was knocked to the floor as a body slammed into her. Buffy looked up in shock to see Willow over her. "Oh my god Buffy! I'm so so sorry! You have no idea how sorry I am! I can't believe this happened! I swear to you Buffy, we'll get him." Willow spoke in a quick rush. Buffy pushed herself up onto her arms. "Hey Will. Thanks. I know." Willow still wasn't satisfied. "If you ever need any help with the baby, we'll do anything. Me and Tara can cast protection spells on it and everything!" Buffy smiled sweetly at Willow. "Thanx Will. I love you guys a lot. Where's everyone else?" "They're in a few bedrooms on the 7th floor. 12c and 13c and 14c. Me and Tara are splitting. Xander and Anya are splitting. Giles and Spike are splitting, as hard to believe as that may seem!" Buffy nodded at Willow's last comment. She looked around the room. What time was it? She spotted a clock. 1:30 in the morning. And Oz went out at this hour? She needed to find him. As glad as she was to see her scoobies, Oz was out there alone. The mayors men could be anywhere. She jumped up from the floor. Willow's eyes widened in shock. "Buffy! You shouldn't be doing that! What about the baby? And we think you should only slay until you hit 5 months." Willow said matter-of-factly. Buffy yawned. "Look Will, I know you guy's care about me. But right now, Oz is out there alone. I have to make sure it's okay. I know about the awkwardness, so you don't have to come. I'll be back soon. Tell the others we'll meet in the morning in my room. About 11 okay Will?" Willow nodded and rushed off. Buffy yawned again and went over to her suitcase. She pulled on a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt. She didn't care what she looked like. This was definately not the time to try to impress guys. Her friend might be in trouble. But it wouldn't hurt to do her hair right? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Faith wiped the sweat off her forehead. Syrus was at her feet, broken, bruised, and bleeding. She licked her lips and cracked her knuckles. "Man, I feel so alive!" Syrus moans at her feet. "Oh, sorry man. Do you want your present now?" She ask's him enticingly, drawing a long finger down his front around to his special spot. He groans and nods excitedly. "Faith reaches up to his neck and pulls him to her. He closes his eyes, expecting a kiss. At the last second, Faith's expression twists, and she snaps the man's neck. She let's him crumple to the floor. Faith fully stands up. She does a long stretch. "I may want some ass, but I don't need it from a man with bruised balls honey." As she walks towards her room's, she steps on the man's stomach and grinds in her heals. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
