Authors note: Hey everybody!! Thanks for your reviews and for all the support you've been giving over the past few weeks! Not only do I intend to carry on this fic, but I'm thinking about doing another one. I want to do it from Buffy's POV and make it funny as well as B/A moments. My only problem is, is should I make it AU, Continue from the Buffy world (If so what seasons?) or should I start over again with a meeting of Buff and Ang as Vamp and Slayer?!?! I NEED HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks again, your ideas will be appreciated.

Here goes.

Chap 21

This time there were no tears when I ran from you. This time there was just anger, pure, unblemished anger. I couldn't believe that you had done this to me; I couldn't believe that you had lied to me.

I had reached the house and I walked in without another thought to you. Why should I? After you had treated me the way you had, you didn't deserve another thought.

I smiled as I entered; there stood Spike, his leather duster curled around his ankles as he smiled back at me. "Hey." He looked up and saw the blood on the end of the axe.

"Have fun?" For some reason he seemed slightly sarcastic.

"How would you define fun?" I ask casually.

This time he rolls his eyes and walks away, down to the basement. I shrugged my shoulders and proceeded to the living room. "Hi." I smiled at Giles; again he was pacing the room, worried about where I had been no doubt.

"Buffy!" Xander leapt out of nowhere.

I threw the axe down on the table and smiled to myself, I had actually killed Caleb. "Y-You did it!" Willow beamed at me and brought me in for a comforting hug.

"Brought you a present." I handed an envelope to Giles and watched as his curiosity consumed him. "It's from Angel." I said your name through gritted teeth and then I remembered the Amulet. Damn me for my sarcastic streak, I should have taken it from him, because now it was inevitable that he would stick around to give it to me.

Damn. Damn. Damn!

I left the room as the others continued to peer into the envelope, pouring out the contents onto the table to inspect and I made my way to see Spike. As I descended the stair to the basement I could hear him working out. With one look at his face I knew he was pissed and beating the crap out of the punch bag.

"Thank god, it doesn't have feelings or sound for that matter." I said from the last step.

"I saw you."

"You can see me?" I look down and pat my stomach. "Amazing Spike." I say with mock seriousness.

"With him." He gave one last punch to the bag and it flew from the hook on the ceiling and crashed against the back wall.

"Ohh." I sighed.

The room fell silent.

A moment passed and I prayed that he would break the silence for it felt like if I spoke, my words would be consumed by the thick silence and never reach his ears.

"Just popped by for a quickie then? Or has he decided to stay for good like last time." His voice bit through the air.

"Oh great, more jealous vampire crap just to make my day that much more great. One day I'm going to put you two in a room and let you wrestle it out."

Spike looks at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Please, I'm begging you." He lets out a low laugh to himself.

I smile at this side of him "Could oil be involved?" I look down coyly.

His eyes widen as he realises what I mean and I can see he's stumbling for words. I believe a change of subject is needed.

"We argued" I continue, not really wanting to discuss Angel anymore.

"Was that before or after the quickie?"

"Spike, there was no quickie, if you stuck around long enough you would have seen me push him away."

Something lights up in his eyes, maybe its hope, I can't quite tell, and especially now he's looking down at his feet.

"So what did Angel breath want?"

"He brought information on The First. Can we not talk now, I'm kind of sleepy."

Spike nods and smiles "I won't keep you any longer pet, I'll come visit you in a little while so we can discuss what you want to do with me."

My eyes widen.

"W-What you want me to do." Spike corrects himself.

"Can't I stay with you?" I take a few steps towards him and stop.

He doesn't answer but walks towards me, hugging me close to him. "Now do you think that would be wise?"

"Just to sleep Spike, just to sleep." I mumble into his chest.

"OK."

******(Buff still)

I knew you had entered the house, before you started making your way down the flight of stairs into the basement. I sighed but lay still on my side with Spike lying behind me, his arms wrapped comfortingly around my waist. He was asleep and I knew it, for if he had heard you, I know he would have stood and walked away from me.

I see your feet first as you walk down the stair slowly, then your legs till finally you are stood on the basement floor and I can hear you growling from here. I remain still but stare up at you from my position.

"You forgot this." You bring the amulet out of your pocket

"I know, you going to give it to me now?" I sigh.

"No, only the right person can wield it."

"Huh?"

"Someone ensouled, but stronger than human. A champion. As in me."

"Or me."

"No Buffy, its too dangerous."

"Get over yourself Angel, I am the slayer, I am the definition of dangerous. Give me the amulet, I cannot allow you to fight my battles."

"I'm drowning in footwear!" Spike suddenly stirs beside me and he sits up with a start. "Oh great." He lets his head hit the pillow and removes his arm from around my waist.

You ignore him. "Fine, but I am staying here, to fight shoulder to shoulder with you."

"Whatever Angel, just get out of my face." I stand and brush past him, taking the amulet and making my way up the stair and into the house.

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