Chap. 12
- Bullocks, I think I'll fall asleep.
- You can't, you imbecile, you are a vampire!
Spike: You know; that thought never crossed my mind!!! Err! I was just saying it to make a point, Dru. Don't you see how boring this is??? We're in a dark corner, watching Peaches dancing with the Slayer... Err!!! Even though I'm immortal and have all the time in the world, there is no reason to waste it like this!
Darla: Spike… I didn't ask you to come along. I just wanted to see what Angelus was doing.
Spike: Well, Dru wanted to come, so I followed. -But now I think it was a bad idea!
Dru (with a sad smile): But Spiky...
The 3 dark figures stood in a dark corner of the karaoke bar watching Angelus and the Slayer.
Darla: Will you two stop??? Spike, you want some action? Then go fetch me a demon… I know a tasty green one. What was his name…? Oh, right… Lorne.
Spike: The ugly demon standing over there reading people's minds?
Darla: Yes, that one.
Dru: Why?
Darla: Because I want to know the Slayer's feelings.
Spike: Oh, sure, what else do you need? A spell causing her to sing what she's feeling so you can really get the inside scoop??? Geez, why does everyone want to know her by heart??? What makes *her* so special? Well, besides the fact that she's the Slayer I mean.
Darla growled at him and morphed into her vamp face.
Spike: Whoa, relax, I'll get that Lorne guy, but tell me; can I kill him when I've got the information, or should I-
Darla: -Kill him!
Spike: Thank you.
Darla: Dru and I will go find something to eat, you can join us when you're done, but please have the information, or…!
Spike: Yeah, yeah.
He left. Drusilla started to move to the exit door, but stopped when she realized that Darla was not moving.
Dru: Grandmother, are you coming?
Darla: What? –Oh, sorry, yes, I am!
Darla took a quick glance at the "couple" at the dance floor, then left with Drusilla.
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Happy? Yeah, happy! Like, totally!!! Finally she had returned to Sunnydale. She was now back and could go visit her lover, Giles. "Rupert," she whispered. Jenny Calendar was back from her summer vacation. Well, it wasn't really a vacation. She was a gypsy and her clan back in Europe called her to come home to them to practice rituals, spells and all kinds of stuff. It was obligatory, they told her. She was a gypsy, and she should stay that way. She told Giles that she would come back as soon as possible, and she did.
She had entered her apartment when she tossed her luggage on her bed and went to see Giles. "He will be surprised," she told herself. He wasn't waiting for her. He was probably in the library reading his books while drinking one of his famous big cups of tea. She smiled… she had loved him from the first time they talked.
She parked her car, stepped out and opened the door to the Sunnydale U.C... Nobody was there, well who would be at that time… except for Giles, if she knew him well enough. She opened the door to the library. He was there. Of course. "That's Giles," she told herself. "Old reliable."
Jenny: You didn't change much since I last saw you.
Giles who was reading a book jumped at her voice. "Jenny," he whispered. To be sure he wasn't dreaming he put his glasses back on his nose.
Giles: Jenny, what are you doing here? I mean, you told me that you'd come back next week..
Jenny: Well, I finished earlier than I thought I would, and decided to surprise you.
Giles: Indeed, it's a surprise… but a good one.
They approached each other, smiles on their faces, and kissed tenderly.
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- Wow, that was not exactly my idea of a slow dance!
- Yeah, well…
Buffy: Let's go sit down for a minute; I'm kind of thirsty.
Angelus: Boy, you keep thinking about that drink of yours…
Buffy: Am not!
Angelus: Are too!
Buffy: Not.
Angelus: Are.
They were fighting, as were they little kids. But the feeling was good. Buffy hadn't felt this happy for quite some time. She felt confident secure with David.
They came to their table and Buffy took a sip of her drink. She was about to tell him something when a servant interrupted her.
- Excuse me; but is your name David?
- Angelus: Uh, yes it is… Why?
- I have a message for you.
The servant handed him a piece of paper and left.
Angelus: Who can that be?
Buffy: Well, there's only one way to find out.
He unfolded the paper and started to read it. As he read through it, his smiling face started to change form to a sad smile. When, he finished reading it, he squeezed it hard and was looking nowhere in particularly like if he was in shock.
Buffy: What's wrong, David?
Angelus: It's… it's... Julie. She is breaking up with me.
He looked hurt and confused.
Angelus: Why? Why did she do that to me?
He looked as he was going to cry.
Buffy couldn't say anything; she was surprised and shocked at the same time. All she could do is to put her hand on his shoulder and to tell him that everything would be just fine.