Angel pulled Buffy out of the shower. She sighed into his shoulder and he carried her to the bed. Suddenly, Buffy started convulsing. She was shaking and red blood was pouring out of her mouth. She began to scream and clawed at the bed. She rolled off her bed and fell to the floor, landing hard on her stomach. Angel was to panicked to react. Buffy quieted down and stared at Angel.
"The baby-"
Angel walked slowly to her and ran his hand along her back. But Buffy was just staring ahead, unfeeling, unmoving. Angel swooped her up into his arms and ran with her to the car. The sun was just setting, so Angel only felt a slight tingle on his skin. As the pulled up to the emergency bay of the hospital, Buffy's eyes closed and she slumped to the side. Angel ran out of the car and into the hospital.
"Someone please help me! My girlfriend...her baby!"
2 doctors ran out to the car with a stretcher. Angel watched, for the first time realising how helpless he was.
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The mayor screamed in anger and his guards had told him what had happened.
"How can you be sure?"
One of the guards gulped.
"The slayer-she went to the hospital and it was confirmed. She asked them to call the father and tell him. They called here."
"That little bitch!"
The mayor yelled angrily. He jumped up and the guards' eyes got wide. Thier master was almost fully human again. Only his magled hands and his bald scaly head were not normal. He ran to Faith's room and threw open the door. Faith was laying in Andrew's arms. The mayor growled as he grabbed her and pulled her out into the hall.
"What's wrong?"
She asked softly.
The mayor's angered subdued and her soft voice.
"The slayer outwitted me. I need more blood. Just a little."
Faith gulped. She hated when she gave blood. It hurt a lot and left her woozy. But it was her boss, her temporary dad, and she couldn't refuse the one person who always stook by her.
"Alright."
She walked into the blood transfusion room. One of he mayor's guard's sat her down. He stuck the needle into Faith's tanned arm right in her vain. She gritted her teeth as her powerful slayer blood ran into the needle tube. Wilkin's was rubbing her shoulder's as this was happening. When the minion pulled out the needle Faith got up and went back to Andrew.
The mayor laughed happily. As Faiths blood was pumped into him, he human form regained and was becoming more and more normal...
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Buffy rolled over in her hospital bed to look at Angel.
"What did you do to him?"
Angel felt himself shiver. The earlier rage he was in had dissapeared the instant he saw Buffy, and what he had done rang clear in his mind. He swallowed and looked at her.
"I staked him."
Buffy saw red. She growled a low, almost inhuman sound. Angel quickly took a step back.
"How dare you. HOW DARE YOU?!"
She screeched and flung herself from the hospital bed right at Angel. She slammed into him with the force of a 500 pound man and took him down to the ground. Before Angel could blink he was squeezed tight between her muscular thighs and one hand held his kneck while the other held a stake just inches above his heart. For the first time in his life, Angel was utterly and completely terrified. He knew the slayer was powerful. But he had never seen a slayer like this. A slayer who had just lost a life. A slayer who was in a complete and total rage. He struggled underneath her but her body was like stone. Angel began to whisper her name, not wanting to call attention to the room.
"Buffy please listen to me. Stop Buffy! Stop!"
Suddenly the door flew open. Buffy tossed the stake and buried her head in Angel's shoulder, pretending to cry. The nurse cleared her throat and walked out. Buffy immediately flew back up from his shoulder and she smacked him. Hard. Angel's head spun and he has to squint to clear his vision. Buffy was staring at him. Her eyes cold and grey. Angel shivered. The only other person he knew with that expression was Angelus. Buffy growled, a low, almost vampric sound.
"Did you or did you not kill Spike?"
Angel was almost afraid to answer. He cleared his throat and felt himself shaking.
"I did."
Buffy shook her head slowly and laughed softly.
"Wrong answer..."
She sang to him. She landed an angry punch right in his nose. He groaned as the bone snapped. She began to reign her fist upon Angel's face, beating the living shit out of him. His bones were crunching and she wasn't showing any signs of stop. Angel tried to fight back, to pry her off, but she was set on her goal. She knew nothing else but anger this moment. She was like a brick on top of him, and Angel almost gave up hope when Buffy stopped. As soon as she stopped Angel felt the searing pain that was his face. He gingerly tried to touch him and his entire body stung. Buffy stood and sighed. She grabbed her clothes and walked out of the room, leaving Angel bloodied and on the floor, beaten. He hadn't even had the chance to really fight back. She was deadly. Now he knew that. Groaning in pain he stood up, his lower half numb from Buffy's clenching thighs latched onto him. He wished he had a mirror, so he could see the terror he knew his face must be. Shaking his head and immediately feeling dizzy, he sat down on the bed. The nurse came in and stared in wonder at him.
"The girl-she said that you would need me. She said to tell you not to look for her, she would come to you when she was ready."
Angel nodded. The nurse shook her head in wonder and then picked up some Peroxide, Gauze, Band-Aid's and a pill. She walked to Angel. She gave him the pill and a cup of water. Angel downed it and watched as the nurse went to work on his face. He was feeling less and less in with the real world, and more tugged into the unconcious world. Angel sighed as the nurse finished. She told him to get some rest, and she walked out. Angel growled low at this new sensation. He didn't like it. It felt like the time he had drunk from BuffY. It was a euphoric feeling. Angel stood up woozily and ran out of the hospital. He stumbled to his car and almost got the key into the ignition before he fell over to the side into a deep, baby like sleep.
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Buffy was solitarily walking the streets, methodic tears running down her cheeks. Two losses in one day. Sadly shaking her head, she turned onto the pathway to the hotel where Angel had staked Spike. She coldly walked into the lobby and up into the room. The door was still open. Buffy collapsed on the bed and cried. It had happened again. Another lover had left her. Buffy had always swore she belonged to Angel, but parts of her had craved something in Spike. Something Angel didn't have. Buffy laughed. She felt a bit like Druesilla, torn between the two of them. Sighing, Buffy picked up the leather duster that had been haphazardly dispatched on the floor the night before, and she put it on. Burying her nose in the scent of Spike, whiskey, ciggaretts, and his cologne. Tears overcame Buffy again. She really had loved him.
::Why cant i ever be normal?::
Buffy closed her eyes into a fitful sleep. Unbeknownst to her, the higher power's were watching her intently.
The female one looked on sadly.
"We have made a mistake. Now our strongest fighter is useless."
The male sighed.
"This is only because we need her strength. We can't keep meddling in human lives. We're higher power's for Christ's sake, not magical genies in pretty lamps."
The female just shook her head and began to chant.
Buffy's eyes snapped open as light filled the room. She looked in front of her and gasped. Right before her eyes, Spike was appearing. Buffy screamed as he fell at her feet onto the bed. Buffy grabbed for him and pulled him close to her.
"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod"
Spike looked around groggily.
"Well, pet, looks like im not that easy to get rid of, eh luv?"
*Till my body is dust*
*Till my soul is no more*
*I will love you, love you*
*Till the sun starts to cry*
*And the moon turns to rust*
*I will love you, love you*
Angel awoke in the parking lot. He groggily shook his head and wondered what he was doing there. Not wanting to face Buffy, he finally got the key in the ignition and turned the car on. Pulling out of the parking lot, he decided to drive aimlessly, hoping his Buffy would cll his cell phone so they could talk. Angel sighed. He had seen this coming. Buffy stilled loved him, true, but the love she had for him had been when she was still young, and now she was older, more mature. She had survived, and lived without Angel. He didn't want to admit it, but he realised he had no place in her new life. Spike had been there to watch her grow up. Spike had taught her things, made her look at herself for what she really was. Angel so wished it could have been him, but it wasnt. He realised it was selfish to ask this new Buffy to love him like she had when she was 17, and it ultimately would not happen. Angel felt a tear run down his face. He pulled out a mug of blood and raised in the air.
"To the new Buffy."
*But I need to know, will you stay for all time?*
*Forever and a day?*
*Then i'll give my heart*
*Till the end of all time*
*Forever and a day*
*And I need to know*
Will you stay for all time...*
*Forever and a day?*
*Then i'll give my heart*
*Till the end of all time*
*Forever and a day*
*Till the storms fill my eyes*
*And we touch the last time*
*I will love you, love you*
*I will love you, love you*
*I will love you, love you*
"The baby-"
Angel walked slowly to her and ran his hand along her back. But Buffy was just staring ahead, unfeeling, unmoving. Angel swooped her up into his arms and ran with her to the car. The sun was just setting, so Angel only felt a slight tingle on his skin. As the pulled up to the emergency bay of the hospital, Buffy's eyes closed and she slumped to the side. Angel ran out of the car and into the hospital.
"Someone please help me! My girlfriend...her baby!"
2 doctors ran out to the car with a stretcher. Angel watched, for the first time realising how helpless he was.
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The mayor screamed in anger and his guards had told him what had happened.
"How can you be sure?"
One of the guards gulped.
"The slayer-she went to the hospital and it was confirmed. She asked them to call the father and tell him. They called here."
"That little bitch!"
The mayor yelled angrily. He jumped up and the guards' eyes got wide. Thier master was almost fully human again. Only his magled hands and his bald scaly head were not normal. He ran to Faith's room and threw open the door. Faith was laying in Andrew's arms. The mayor growled as he grabbed her and pulled her out into the hall.
"What's wrong?"
She asked softly.
The mayor's angered subdued and her soft voice.
"The slayer outwitted me. I need more blood. Just a little."
Faith gulped. She hated when she gave blood. It hurt a lot and left her woozy. But it was her boss, her temporary dad, and she couldn't refuse the one person who always stook by her.
"Alright."
She walked into the blood transfusion room. One of he mayor's guard's sat her down. He stuck the needle into Faith's tanned arm right in her vain. She gritted her teeth as her powerful slayer blood ran into the needle tube. Wilkin's was rubbing her shoulder's as this was happening. When the minion pulled out the needle Faith got up and went back to Andrew.
The mayor laughed happily. As Faiths blood was pumped into him, he human form regained and was becoming more and more normal...
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Buffy rolled over in her hospital bed to look at Angel.
"What did you do to him?"
Angel felt himself shiver. The earlier rage he was in had dissapeared the instant he saw Buffy, and what he had done rang clear in his mind. He swallowed and looked at her.
"I staked him."
Buffy saw red. She growled a low, almost inhuman sound. Angel quickly took a step back.
"How dare you. HOW DARE YOU?!"
She screeched and flung herself from the hospital bed right at Angel. She slammed into him with the force of a 500 pound man and took him down to the ground. Before Angel could blink he was squeezed tight between her muscular thighs and one hand held his kneck while the other held a stake just inches above his heart. For the first time in his life, Angel was utterly and completely terrified. He knew the slayer was powerful. But he had never seen a slayer like this. A slayer who had just lost a life. A slayer who was in a complete and total rage. He struggled underneath her but her body was like stone. Angel began to whisper her name, not wanting to call attention to the room.
"Buffy please listen to me. Stop Buffy! Stop!"
Suddenly the door flew open. Buffy tossed the stake and buried her head in Angel's shoulder, pretending to cry. The nurse cleared her throat and walked out. Buffy immediately flew back up from his shoulder and she smacked him. Hard. Angel's head spun and he has to squint to clear his vision. Buffy was staring at him. Her eyes cold and grey. Angel shivered. The only other person he knew with that expression was Angelus. Buffy growled, a low, almost vampric sound.
"Did you or did you not kill Spike?"
Angel was almost afraid to answer. He cleared his throat and felt himself shaking.
"I did."
Buffy shook her head slowly and laughed softly.
"Wrong answer..."
She sang to him. She landed an angry punch right in his nose. He groaned as the bone snapped. She began to reign her fist upon Angel's face, beating the living shit out of him. His bones were crunching and she wasn't showing any signs of stop. Angel tried to fight back, to pry her off, but she was set on her goal. She knew nothing else but anger this moment. She was like a brick on top of him, and Angel almost gave up hope when Buffy stopped. As soon as she stopped Angel felt the searing pain that was his face. He gingerly tried to touch him and his entire body stung. Buffy stood and sighed. She grabbed her clothes and walked out of the room, leaving Angel bloodied and on the floor, beaten. He hadn't even had the chance to really fight back. She was deadly. Now he knew that. Groaning in pain he stood up, his lower half numb from Buffy's clenching thighs latched onto him. He wished he had a mirror, so he could see the terror he knew his face must be. Shaking his head and immediately feeling dizzy, he sat down on the bed. The nurse came in and stared in wonder at him.
"The girl-she said that you would need me. She said to tell you not to look for her, she would come to you when she was ready."
Angel nodded. The nurse shook her head in wonder and then picked up some Peroxide, Gauze, Band-Aid's and a pill. She walked to Angel. She gave him the pill and a cup of water. Angel downed it and watched as the nurse went to work on his face. He was feeling less and less in with the real world, and more tugged into the unconcious world. Angel sighed as the nurse finished. She told him to get some rest, and she walked out. Angel growled low at this new sensation. He didn't like it. It felt like the time he had drunk from BuffY. It was a euphoric feeling. Angel stood up woozily and ran out of the hospital. He stumbled to his car and almost got the key into the ignition before he fell over to the side into a deep, baby like sleep.
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Buffy was solitarily walking the streets, methodic tears running down her cheeks. Two losses in one day. Sadly shaking her head, she turned onto the pathway to the hotel where Angel had staked Spike. She coldly walked into the lobby and up into the room. The door was still open. Buffy collapsed on the bed and cried. It had happened again. Another lover had left her. Buffy had always swore she belonged to Angel, but parts of her had craved something in Spike. Something Angel didn't have. Buffy laughed. She felt a bit like Druesilla, torn between the two of them. Sighing, Buffy picked up the leather duster that had been haphazardly dispatched on the floor the night before, and she put it on. Burying her nose in the scent of Spike, whiskey, ciggaretts, and his cologne. Tears overcame Buffy again. She really had loved him.
::Why cant i ever be normal?::
Buffy closed her eyes into a fitful sleep. Unbeknownst to her, the higher power's were watching her intently.
The female one looked on sadly.
"We have made a mistake. Now our strongest fighter is useless."
The male sighed.
"This is only because we need her strength. We can't keep meddling in human lives. We're higher power's for Christ's sake, not magical genies in pretty lamps."
The female just shook her head and began to chant.
Buffy's eyes snapped open as light filled the room. She looked in front of her and gasped. Right before her eyes, Spike was appearing. Buffy screamed as he fell at her feet onto the bed. Buffy grabbed for him and pulled him close to her.
"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod"
Spike looked around groggily.
"Well, pet, looks like im not that easy to get rid of, eh luv?"
*Till my body is dust*
*Till my soul is no more*
*I will love you, love you*
*Till the sun starts to cry*
*And the moon turns to rust*
*I will love you, love you*
Angel awoke in the parking lot. He groggily shook his head and wondered what he was doing there. Not wanting to face Buffy, he finally got the key in the ignition and turned the car on. Pulling out of the parking lot, he decided to drive aimlessly, hoping his Buffy would cll his cell phone so they could talk. Angel sighed. He had seen this coming. Buffy stilled loved him, true, but the love she had for him had been when she was still young, and now she was older, more mature. She had survived, and lived without Angel. He didn't want to admit it, but he realised he had no place in her new life. Spike had been there to watch her grow up. Spike had taught her things, made her look at herself for what she really was. Angel so wished it could have been him, but it wasnt. He realised it was selfish to ask this new Buffy to love him like she had when she was 17, and it ultimately would not happen. Angel felt a tear run down his face. He pulled out a mug of blood and raised in the air.
"To the new Buffy."
*But I need to know, will you stay for all time?*
*Forever and a day?*
*Then i'll give my heart*
*Till the end of all time*
*Forever and a day*
*And I need to know*
Will you stay for all time...*
*Forever and a day?*
*Then i'll give my heart*
*Till the end of all time*
*Forever and a day*
*Till the storms fill my eyes*
*And we touch the last time*
*I will love you, love you*
*I will love you, love you*
*I will love you, love you*
