Chap 22

Jealousy. One of the seven sins. Ironic don't ya think? For that is what runs through me now. Not anger or hatred but pure envy. I here you shut the door and without another glance at Spike I turn and make my way up the stairs.

That is when I hear it.

The familiar click of a key in a lock. I throw my body against the door but alas to no avail.

"Angel, if you are going to fight on my side you need to learn to get on with Spike." I hear your voice through the solid door.

"Bloody hell!" Spike had heard you to.

I growl into the door in anger.

"No use growling at me Angel." Your voice trails off as I hear your footsteps fade down the corridor.

I descend the stairs for the second time today and stare at my childe with yet more envy. "So peaches, what we going to do to past the time today then?" I'll wipe that sarcastic smile off your face in a minute if you don't shut up.

"I don't know. How about you tell me about you and Buffy." I see a small glint of fear in his eyes.

"What is there to tell you Angel?" He's going to try keeping this one a secret.

I said TRY.

"Tell me Spike." My hand curls into a fist.

He looks at me with those clear blue eyes and I can see he's going to tell me the truth. "Nothing has bloody happened Angel." He sighs and leans his back against the wall.

"Doesn't look like that to me."

"That is all it is peaches, just hugs, I was here when you weren't."

He keeps the eye contact and I know he isn't lying to me. As he looks at me he feels different, I can feel the soul in his body and the blackness that used to be so pure is now so small I can hardly sense it.

Buffy was right, he has changed.

I start to look at him in a new light. Don't get me wrong I still hate every part of him but I admire him for finally growing up and sorting his life out. I remember the days when he was at my side constantly, those were good days despite the being bad aspect. Yeah I bossed him around and often kicked his ass but he was there at my side, loyal to his sire.

I walk forward and sit at the opposite end of his bed. "So tell me, which gypsy girl did you kill to get your soul?"

******(Buff.)

Time passed and I grew uneasy. For hours I had paced around the house straining my ears to hear what was going on beneath me. When there were no shouts or yelps I felt scared. Why was there no fighting? Had you killed Spike and were waiting for me to open the door to be greeted by a big pile of dust?

"Go down there will you? You're making me dizzy" Xander passed me in the kitchen.

I approached the door apprehensively and placed the key in the lock and turned it slowly and peered out from behind the door.

What was that noise? I ran down the stairs and what I saw shocked the crap out of me.

Spike was sat leaning against the wall with Angel sat next to him, sharing a cigarette both of them killing themselves laughing.

Who? What? Where? When? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!! Have I been moved to a parallel universe were all the Angel's and Spike's get along and laugh together?

Suddenly they both notice me. "Hi Love." They both say in unison.

"Are you drunk or well at least stoned?" I ask, searching for answers.

"No." Again in unison.

"Willow!" I yell at the top of my voice, causing a stampede of feet down the stair. Not only willow but also Giles and Xander have accompanied her. Spike looks at Xander amused.

"What?" Both of the vampires shrug as they look on at the shocked crowd in front of them.

"How? What? How?" I ask, walking forward and sitting crossed legs in front of Angel.

"Well, like you said we wrestled it out." You reply. Since when had I told you about wrestling it out?

Spike nudges you. "She forgot the oil though." The two of you again burst into a fit of hysterics.

"You have gone insane." I sigh standing and leaving the room, the others close at my heels.

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