Title: A Drink and A Song
Author: Doc DrinkandaSong@eternal.ws
Disclaimers: I own no one in this story b/c Amazon is her own person!!
Enjoy!! And don't sue me
because all you would get would be my immense
collection of Buffy Angel
stuff and my puppy dog!!
Spoilers: NONE!!
Authors Note: Angel is human!
He lives with Buffy and Joyce.
Dedication: To Amazon on her
21st b-day!! Have a good one!!! :)
"Do you have to
go?"
"Angel, we've already
been through this. Giles and me have to go and see
what else the Watcher's
Council can tell us about the key. I wish I didn't
have to go. But I will only
be gone for a week. I know you can survive
without me that long."
"I know. I just don't
want to. But I know it's to help Dawn, so go. But
please be careful."
*Honk*
*Honk*
"That's Giles. I love
you. I promise I will be careful. See you Sunday."
"Bye! Love you
too."
Angel kissed her on the
forehead and she walked out the door and jumped into
Giles's new convertible.
"Nice wheels."
"Thank you. I didn't
want it, but it was just calling my name, you know,
that cherry red color is a
must have."
"Whatever Giles."
The two sped off towards the
airport.
Angel watched from the door
as his love drove away.
"What am I going to do
for an entire week?"
"Well, you could start
by letting me stay with you."
Angel let out a low growl. He
turned around and saw his childe standing
there with a smirk on his
face and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.
"What do you want? And
why may I ask are you here?"
"Well, I want a place to
stay, and as for me being here, I've been invited
in before, so I thought, hey,
why not try me old sire...I'm sure he'll take
me in."
"Wrong. I'll more like
throw you out."
"Well, you may be human
Angelus, but I'm still in vamp mode. You throw me
out and I'll come back as a
little pile of dust."
"That would be the
point!!"
"Hey, its not like I'm
going to do anything. I got this bloody chip in my
head and all. Come on man.
They are having a funeral at the crypt and they
are cleaning it and stuff.
I've got nowhere to go."
Angel thought about it for a
minute. Buffy surely wouldn't like Spike
staying in her house, but
Angel figured he'd deal with it later.
"Ok, but no funny stuff.
The first time you annoy me its out the door."
"Ok ok! Geez! So, where
do I sleep?"
"Couch. And don't touch
any of Buffy, Joyce's, or my things. Every room but
the bathroom, kitchen, and
living room are off limits! Got it?"
"Whatever your
majesty!" He started laughing.
"Oh sorry."
"Well, I had planned on
heading out to one of the clubs in town, I guess now
I will have to take you with
me."
"Hey, it'll be just like
old times mate. You and me, sharing our glory days
over a pint of blo---,
beer."
"Oh, yeah, sounds like
loads of fun."
Angel grabbed his coat and
walked out the door. Spike grabbed his and
followed.
"Would you stop messing
with the radio? It stays on my station."
"Lighten up mate! God,
all you listen to is that idiotic classical music.
Come on, you need a
change."
"We're here, now behave
and don't make me stake you."
The two men got out of the
car and walked into the club. Angel scanned the
room for Willow and the rest
of the group. He saw them sitting at a nearby
table. He hit Spike in the
arm and motioned for him to follow him.
"Oh no! We aren't going
to hang with the Scoobies are we?"
"Yes, and could you
please flip on your manners switch."
"Hey Angel. What's up
with you? Oh God, what's he doing here?"
"Well, Spike is my house
guest for the next week. I came to celebrate."
He rolled his eyes in extreme
sarcasm.
"Why do you all hate me
so much? It's not like I've tried killing anyone
lately."
"Spike, that's because
you can't, and actually you did try to kill Me."
"Well, Angel, we are
really sorry to go, but with Buffy and Giles gone we
told her we'd take over
patrol...so, off we go. We'll talk to you later!
Call us if you need any help
with Blondie here."
"Shut up!"
"Bye Will, bye
Xander."
Angel and Spike walked over
to the bar.
"What'll you have?"
"2 beers."
"Comin right up."
3 hours later
"You know she just
doesn't understand that I can't live without her."
"Oh, mate, you're better
off without the little hell raiser."
"But, I love her. I
can't live without her. What am I suppose to do?"
"I say, you just run off
for a while. That'll make her appreciate you more."
"No, then when she finds
me she'll just beat my face in."
"So, its not like you
can't take her."
2 hours later
"Somewhere over the
rain--rain--...what's the word?"
"Rainbow. Duh, didn't
you ever watch the Wizard of Oz?"
"Oh, guess I missed that
one while I was out killing people. Now let me
finish me song. Rainbow, way
up high, there's a land that I heard of once in
a nightmare."
"No, that's not right,
its lullaby."
"Well, I changed
it."
"Ok boys, I think you've
had enough, I'm cutting you off."
"Oh, come on mate, just
a couple more rounds?"
"Come on Spike, there's
a liquor store close to the house."
Angel stood up, but fell down
again. Spike helped him to his feet and they
stumbled out of the club and
down the street towards the store.
30 minutes later
Two figures were stumbling
down the street singing Twinkle Twinkle Little
Star. A cop car pulled up
beside them and they were both arrested for
disturbing the peace.
"Ok boys, you made
bail."
"Who posted it?"
A young woman with long red
hair came up to the cell.
"Hey Babe! Miss
me?"
"Amazon?"
"Yeah, I heard you were
in jail, thought I'd get you out and we could have
some fun. Oh, and look who
you have with you. Angelus, what's it been? 50
years? That's too long
between old friends."
"Amazon, its ummm...terrible
to see you. Why are you here."
"Didn't Spike tell you?
We've been together for about 5 years now, on and
off."
"Spike!"
He looked at him and gave him
the look of death.
"What? Just because
you're involved with little Ms. Slay a lot."
"Well, if you think
she's coming back to my house, you are deadly, and I
mean deadly mistaken."
"Oh, come on Angelus,
can't you forgive and forget?"
"No, sorry Amazon,
can't."
"Well, then I'll just
take my Spike and we'll go back to my place."
"Fine with me. I've got
friends."
"Oh, you mean the ones
that just tried staking me? Yeah, well, the two are
lying in the cemetery,
knocked out. I knew they were friends of yours, so I
didn't kill them."
"Amazon, if they are
hurt I will hunt you down and you will wish they had
staked you because I'm not
going to be so nice."
"Oh, is that a threat,
or a promise?"
She smiled devilishly at him.
He sneered at her.
"Come on Spikey, let's
go home."
Spike walked out of the cell,
with Angel behind him.
"Sorry, Angel, I'm
pulling your bail. You didn't welcome me with open arms."
Angel went back into the cell
and sat alone.
"Hey, Mr. can I have my
phone call?"
"Sure, what's the
number?"
"876-9905"
"Ok, here."
*ring*
*ring*
"Hello?"
"Hey, Cordelia? Could you
possibly come and bail me out of jail?"
"What?"
"I'll explain when you
get here, and I'll pay you back the money later. Just
please come and get me
out."
Sunday Afternoon
"Hey, I'm home."
"Hey, I missed
you."
Angel and Buffy shared a long
kiss.
"So, what did you find
to do while I was gone?"
"Oh, nothing, just had a
few drinks with an old friend."
"Really? Who?"
"You wouldn't believe me
if I told you."
The End
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