Chapter 33: The good, the bad and the scary

Title: Reunion time.

Author: Nikka

Author notes: Hi everyone, If you need to know about summary, rate and all the rest it's all in chapter 1 I'll just remind you that English is not my native tongue so you may find some spelling & grammar mistakes, you're more than welcome to let me know about them but remember you may find them while you read the story. Have fun.

Disclaimer: Angel & Buffy's characters are not my creation (wish they were) they belong to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Other characters that are not familiar from the show do belong to me.

Author's remark: My chapters as of ch 12 will no longer be reproof by Sigma due to the fact that I have no internet and I'm asking someone else to post the remaining chapters for me. I want to take this opportunity and thank sigma for all the help. And I hope you will continue reading my story even without the excellent work sigma has done. Thank you again sigma for all your great work.

"She knocked on the door a couple of times but there was no answer. "He's probably asleep." She said as she let herself in. She looked around. The television wasn't on, so she figured he was probably down stairs sleeping. She walked down the ladder to the lower level. There she found him sleeping like a rock. Normally she would've yelled or throw something at him to wake him up, but for some reason this time she didn't think it was appropriate. She stood close to the bed and called his name. "Spike?" He didn't answer; he just turned to the other side. She took a few steps closer to the bed and reached out her hand and touched his shoulder shacking him softly as she called his name. "Spike? Get up…"

Suddenly he turned and grabbed her arm and tossed her on the bed. He jumped on her holding a knife in his hand over her head. "Buffy?" He said stunned, but didn't lower his hand.

"Get off!" She yelled at him and pushed him away. He rolled on the bed and capsized onto the ground banging his head on the floor.

"Watch it." He said as he lay on the floor robbing his head.

"No, you watch it." She was a bit annoyed with him. "If you didn't want me to come by, you only should have asked." She teased him.

"You startled me." He said as he got up.

"I startled you? Puh leezes, you sleep like a rock. An earth quake wouldn't wake you up." Suddenly she noticed Spike was completely naked. "Oh god." She said embarrassed.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" Spike asked as he felt his face.

"No. Look at yourself." She yelled at him and quickly turned away.

"Come on Buffy. I'm sure there's nothing here you haven't seen before." He smiled.

"Still, I prefer not see yours. So if you could just put something on." She said still not looking.

"Whatever." He said and took a pair of pans from the floor and put it on. "You can look now, I'm all proper." She slowly looked up, not really trusting his word.

"So, what do you need now?" He set on the edge of the bed.

"How do you I need something?" She asked, not really sure why.

"Are we gonna play or do business." He sounded different. "It's a common knowledge you only show up when you need something. So spill."

"Something happened." She said quickly with no more small talk. "Cordelia send us a message." Buffy started to elaborate.

"I thought she was unconscious?" Spike asked confused.

"She is, but she managed to send us a message anyway." Buffy explained. "The message contained one word: Dorkanious."

"The what?" Spike asked confused.

"The Dorkanious. Ever heard of it?" Buffy hoped he knew something, anything.

"Sorry, never heard of him. What kind of demon is he?" Spike inquired.

"He's not a demon." Buffy said and Spike looked even more confused. She began explaining everything that has transpired. She told him what they know and what they're trying to accomplish.

"Sorry slayer." Spike said after hearing it all. He got up. "Out of my league." Buffy didn't follow. "Don't know, don't wanna know. Get my drift." He got up.

"As always Spike cares about no one besides himself." She said angrily and turned to leave.

Spike reached out and grabbed her arm. She turned her head. "You know that's not true Buffy." He actually seemed offended by her remark. He stared at her for a minute. "Now, if you could please leave." He let go of her arm and turned away.

She felt bad about what she said. She walked towards him. ?"Spike I'm sorry. I know you really helped the gang while I was away…

"Only did it for you, not them." He cut her off.

"I know she said. "And I appreciate it. A lot." She added.

"Fine." He said turning his back to her.

"So now you're going to play the martyr part." Buffy said sarcastically. "It doesn't become you."

"What only you can play the saint?" He smiled. "If only your friends knew what you really are. What you really want."

"Oh, and what is it smart ass?" She asked.

He came close to her and put his arm around her waists. She didn't push him away. "This." He leaned his head and whispered in her ear: "me."

She didn't pull away. She knew she had to, but she really didn't want to. Deep inside she hoped he'd kiss her. Her wish was granted. Spike moved his head towards her lips and kissed her softly. He stopped and looked at her. She didn't know what to think; she didn't know anything except she wanted him. She kissed him back passionately. The kissing continued as they walked towards the bed. He stopped for a moment looking in her eyes "Are you sure?" He asked.

"No." She said and pushed him to the bed.

"You know it would be a lot simpler if you just told me what I needed to know." Cordy complained. "Why does everything with the PTB's have to be in riddles, and in fazes, and so incredibly long?"

"Finished?" Doyle asked ignoring her.

"Doyle have you listen to a word I said?" Cordy didn't like been ignored.

"Unfortunately, every single word." Apparently Cordy had complained a lot.

"Doyle, this is serious. I had enough. I'm tried, I'm annoyed and I miss my friends, I want to go back." Cordelia summed it up.

"Hang on princess we're almost there, just hang on."

"Fine." Cordelia sighed. "Where are we going?"

"Home." He said smiling.

"Really." She smiled back. "That's so great…" Cordy looked around, she was at the hotel in L.A. "You tricked me." She snapped at Doyle.

"So?" Doyle thought all is fair in love and handling Cordelia.

"I meant home, as in my time frame." Cordy stated the obvious.

"Well we are close to your time frame." Doyle said to her surprise. "Take a look.

Cordy looked around when she saw Fred running down the stairs holding a bottle. "I got it." She yelled.

"Whom is she talking to?" Cordy said to herself when suddenly she saw Lorne step out from the back office holding Connor who was crying. "Thank god." He said and grabbed the bottle from Fred's hands and gave it to the crying baby. "That was too close to comfort, if you know what I mean." Lorne winked at Fred who smiled back.

"Where is everyone?" Fred asked.

"Angel and Cordy are out doing some after sunset shopping."

Cordy smiled. She remembered that day. It was not long after Conor was born that Angel wanted to do some baby shopping with some of the money they kind of earned due to resent events (Author remark: I refer to the events that took place on the ep. "Provide").

"Why are you smiling?" Doyle asked curiously.

"I was just remembering the day… well night, Angel and I went shopping for Conor." She smiled reminiscing. "He insisted on doing all the shopping himself. He didn't want anyone doing his job for him. He wanted nothing more than being a wonderful father to Conor." She smiled again.

"Gunn and Wes are out working on a case." Lorne cut off cordy thoughts. "And you my dear was…" Lorne waited for Fred to fill in the blanks.

"I was in the store buying Conor's food like you asked me too." Fred said, surprised by his question.

"That was almost an hour ago. The store is just around the corner." Lorne said to Fred's surprise.

"No. I wasn't gone for more than 15 minutes." Fred insisted.

"Pumpkin, I may be out of this world but I do know how to read the time. Look at the clock." Lorne pointed to the clock hanging on the wall. Fred looked stunned. He was right. She couldn't understand how time past by so quickly.

Cordy looked at Doyle she knew what happened to poor confused Fred. "The Dorkanious?" She asked Doyle. Doyle nodded his head for agreement. "Here in L.A.?" She asked shocked.

"Why are you so worried? This stuff already happened and you're all still alive and well, right?" Doyle had a good point, but still. Cordelia didn't like the fact that the Dorkanious was so close to home without them knowing about it.

"I know. But it's different now." Cordy tried to explain herself. "I divide my life into two periods; before the change and after it."

"What change? You becoming a demon?" Doyle tried to keep up.

"No, before that. When I realized I had a purpose in the world, I had a mission.

"You mean when you started thinking about other people than yourself." Doyle summed it up. Cordy nodded in shame.

"What can I say? I was a bitch from hell." She smiled awkwardly. "Back then I didn't really care what happened to others. I mean I helped save the world a couple of times. But in general I was more concerted about my own welfare than others." Cordy felt ashamed of her self as she remembered how shallow she was. "Queen C always got what she wanted." Cordelia sighed looking at Fred, Lorne and Conor. "But now, I have a family, people who I love and care for. I can't let anything happened to them, and the Dorkanious showing up here… it scares me."

"I know but what can you do? it's been done." Doyle reminded her everything she's seeing has already happened.

"I want to know why he came here? Why he keeps on coming here? I mean I get it that the book travels trough dimension, but what I don't get is why it keeps ending up here?" Cordy was confused.

"You want answers I get that, but you won't find them here." Doyle said.

"Then where Doyle? Where? at our next stop?"

"Maybe?" He replied.

"Then why did you bring me here? what was the point? What was I suppose to learn here except fear?"

"Come on we need to go." Doyle avoided answering her.

"That's it." Cordy was on to something. "That's why you brought me here, to put god fear in me." Cordelia was shocked he would do something like that to her. "Why, Doyle? Why?"

"You had to understand." He knew he couldn't avoid the subject any longer. "Like you said. You felt distant and unattached. The powers wanted you to understand what's at stake. To see how close he is to finding his book. Now more than ever." Doyle paused for a moment. "He's getting close Cordelia. He's almost there." She was frightened. "You asked why he keeps on coming back here? Well I can tell you this much; something is drawing him back to this dimension, and its not the book." Do you understand?" Doyle hoped she did because he couldn't tell her anything else. Not know, not yet.

Cordelia took a moment to put all the pieces together. "He's been tracking someone, someone I know. Wherever that person goes, the book follows. Doyle?" She turned to him wanting to know more.

"Let's go. I promise you, all your questions will be answered soon enough. Trust me." He reached out his hand offering it to her. She took one last look at the hotel and Her family as she took Doyle's hand and they left.

"Ho god." She jumped up. She was sitting on the bed looking around. "I didn't. I couldn't have."

"Deny it all you want luv, but the lack of cloths says it all." Spike rolled to side and looked at her smiling. She piped under the shits to see she was completely naked.

"Oh god." She said again.

"Buffy?" He reached out his arm and touched her face.

"Don't." She snapped at him.

"What? I was only…"

"I don't care." She looked on floor trying to find something to wear or at least cover herself with. "Don't smile and act like this is a good thing, because it's not." She got up covering her self with his jacket she found on the floor.

"It looks good on you." He commented ignoring her last remark.

"I told you…" Buffy said angrily.

"I know what you told me…" He got up and walked up to her. "Buffy?" He put his arms around her waists.

"Your cloths?" She said to him.

"Some where around here, just like yours." He leaned down and kissed her.

"No." she pushed him away. "I need to get dressed and get out. It's too weird for me." She looked around trying to find her cloths.

"It wasn't too weird a couple of hours ago." He leaned down grabbed her pants from the floor. "Here." He throw them at her. "Get dressed and get out." He turned away and lit a cigarette as he put his own pants on.

"What?" Buffy was shocked Spike was throwing her out of his crypt after what happened. "I don't…"

"You don't what? get my behavior? Well tough luck." He was pissed off. "I told you I won't be your whipping boy anymore. You can't make love to me knowing how I feel, and then act like it was the biggest mistake of your life, and still expect me to follow you around like a little puppy." He looked at her. "Not happening, Slayer."

"Fine." She said angrily as she put on her shirt and grabbed her coat. "You want me gone, you got it." She turned to the ladder. "But don't come running…" She said as she climbed up the ladder.

"I think you got it wrong Slayer. You're the one who keeps on showing up." He yelled after her. "Uninvited." He yelled as he heard the door slammed.

TBC

Hi ppl,

Thank you for your great reviews and suggestions.

I want to comment on two reviews I got in particular. One of them said to use more of my imagination. To let the charters do other stuff they would normally do, to create a world of my own.

The other one said, that I drifted from the characters. That I made them do things and say things they wouldn't normally do or say.

So I guess I'm something in between. I try to stay true to the character, but allow myself to play with it a little, make them say the things I wished they would. You can't please them all, although I try.

I hope you enjoy this ch. let me know what you think of it.

As always, if you have anything to say good or bad, send me a review.

P.S. I want to thank everyone that offered to reproof my story. Nikka.