Part Three

The night air hit her warm skin causing her to shiver and pull the coat tighter around her body. She didn't remember being so attracted to Angelus when this all happened the first time. It was probably because she was too busy being terrified. There had been an attraction she couldn't deny it but this time it was so much more. Time had made old wounds not so deep. Being here seeing him, touching him made him less of a nightmare than he was when it was just a memory. The memory of a scared, heart broken seventeen year- old girl.

He was the one thing that could still scare her, even after facing the first and all the uber vamps. He was the one who haunted her dreams. When this had happened for her she's been in such a state she hadn't realised the most important thing about the situation, Angelus wanted her. She was the reason for everything he had done. She felt free, and smirked. The reason Spike had insisted she be the one to help him, he knew she needed to set peace with Angelus before she could move on with her life with Angel in her time. Angelus may have done all the things because of her, but with relationships with other men it had always been about Angelus and Angel. Her fear of loved ones leaving her, rejecting her. It all boiled down to her relationship with Angel and maybe had something to do with her good more nothing father too.

She felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

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Rest field cemetery was the next place she decided to hit, but no one seemed to want to play. She pulled on her headphones listening to the music play on her Walkman that she'd picked up from her house and sat on a head stone singing along.

She felt him near her and sang a little louder as if unaware of his presence. He was around the back of her and moving closer in the stealthy way he does.

"You know it's not nice to creep up on a girl," she said and pulled her earphones down but not looking around to him.

"I'm not concerned with being nice," He answered.

"That's fair, considering you a soulless demon," She jumped off the head stone and faced him and shrugged.

He was really confused with her behaviour and moved closer coming around the head stone to stand a few feet away from her.

"What? No witty come back?" She questioned.

"No not really, I though we'd just get to the fighting," he leaped at her and she swiftly moved to the side.

"Really? Normally you like to chatter and its me who wanted to kick you arse in a hurry." Buffy said and moved further back keeping her eyes trained on him.

"Not really in the mood for talking," he pulled himself up and rolled his head. "Feel like working up a good sweat."

"Or getting rid of some tension," Buffy replied sweetly and pointedly looked down and back up to his eyes. She took off her Walkman and placed it on the floor and took off her coat. "Sure the problem won't get worse?" she questioned.

He growled in frustration and started toward her, but stopped when three vampires entered the fray. He casually sat on the stone she's been seated on.

"I think I'll let them wear you out a little," he said doing his trademark smirk.

There was a little scuffle but Buffy managed to stake two as they charged from either side. The stakes on her wrists came out and the vampires exploded into dust. The other one charged from the front. She kicked out with the heal of her shoe and it slid right into his chest and he too was dust.

Angelus looked on with suspicion on his face, he walked right up to her until he was arms length. "There's something different about you, you smell the same, you look..." he stopped and examined her a little closer. "You look the same too, but there's defiantly something different about you."

"Really? By the way that smelling the same thing is kind of gross."

With out warning he hit out, she ducked and punched him in the gut. Angelus came back within seconds and they fought Buffy matching Angelus blow for blow. She was getting tired of playing with him and kicked him hard to his stomach sending him flying into a tree and he fell hard to the floor.

He wasn't moving so she walked over to him, "I know your faking," she told him and tapped her foot as he lay there still.

"Fine I'll play along," she bent down beside him.

He moved quickly and was behind her and had her in a standing position holding her arms in a dead lock in front of her.

"Oh no what ever shall I do?" Buffy asked in a bored tone and squirmed a little for effect.

"You've been practising," Angelus commented.

"You could say that," she replied cryptically.

"You were never that good," he told her.

"I've always been better than you I've just never shown it. Thought I'd let you have a little pride."

"Really?" it was more of a statement that a question.

He looked down at her neck and noticed something he'd never seen before. He hadn't noticed it earlier because her hair had been down.

"Who bit you?" He asked a hint of jealously in his voice.

Buffy panicked a little, and Angelus looked more closely. "That's my bite," he said.

She head butted him hard stamped on his foot and jumped doing a summer salt over his head and getting out of his grasp.

"The master bit me," She bluffed.

"I know my own bit when I see it," Angelus argued.

"Do you remember biting me?" Buffy questioned.

"No."

"Than it can't be yours."

Angelus didn't know what to say, but was brought out of his revive by a shrill beeping noise.

"Damn," Buffy cured and looked at her pager. "Gotta book, may be I'll kick your arse another time."

Before she left she got close to him and kissed him softly, "Told you the problem would get worse," she teased and grinned before running off.

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