Ignore Me Not
by jessebelle
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot
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Chapter Seven: What In The Hell Is He Playing At?
They were ready and tired of waiting. Cordelia sat with the crossbow by her side, playing solitaire. Doyle had his stakes by his feet and was busying himself with a magazine. Angel was pacing.
"Where is he? We've been waiting for hours. I really want to know what the hell he thinks he's playing at."
It was true. They'd been waiting all day for Spike's appearance, but the DeSoto had remained where it was, parked outside, with Spike still inside. It was a wonder that the younger vampire had managed to stay still that long. Unbeknownst to the Fang Gang, Willow and Spike had decided to stay in the car until sundown. Spike had been driving the young witch crazy, all for a little prank.
When the sun finally set and the regular alarm went off, Angel jumped. He turned to his employees. "Okay guys, stay here. Now that the sun's gone I can bring the fight to him. I'm going out there." He grabbed his leather jacket and was just about to leave when Cordelia's worrying made him stay and listen.
"But Angel, what if he hurts- Willow"
She broke off at the door opened and the red haired hacker stepped into their office. Waving the witch grinned. "Hello guys, miss me?"
by jessebelle
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot
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Chapter Seven: What In The Hell Is He Playing At?
They were ready and tired of waiting. Cordelia sat with the crossbow by her side, playing solitaire. Doyle had his stakes by his feet and was busying himself with a magazine. Angel was pacing.
"Where is he? We've been waiting for hours. I really want to know what the hell he thinks he's playing at."
It was true. They'd been waiting all day for Spike's appearance, but the DeSoto had remained where it was, parked outside, with Spike still inside. It was a wonder that the younger vampire had managed to stay still that long. Unbeknownst to the Fang Gang, Willow and Spike had decided to stay in the car until sundown. Spike had been driving the young witch crazy, all for a little prank.
When the sun finally set and the regular alarm went off, Angel jumped. He turned to his employees. "Okay guys, stay here. Now that the sun's gone I can bring the fight to him. I'm going out there." He grabbed his leather jacket and was just about to leave when Cordelia's worrying made him stay and listen.
"But Angel, what if he hurts- Willow"
She broke off at the door opened and the red haired hacker stepped into their office. Waving the witch grinned. "Hello guys, miss me?"