A/N- as usual, I want to thank all my reviewers. I crave it! You guys are so wonderful and so patient. Thanks!!!
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Chapter 8
"Stupid Buffy, stupid Buffy, stupid Buffy." Buffy chanted as she banged her head on the dining room table.
"Anya, you mean to tell me that Buffy...." Giles started
"Made a wish to a vengeance demon." Anya finished. "Sorry Buffy, Angel, but you're both scr..."
"Ahn!!!" Xander yelled.
"What?" Anya asked as Buffy went back to banging her head on the table.
"Hey!" Angel said as he lurched in his chair to put his hands on the table under Buffy. "That's my head you're abusing there, and I'd kind of like it back minus any permanent brain damage."
Buffy only groaned in response as she laid her head down on Angels hands. 'Hands that used to belong to me' she thought.
"Anya, please tell me you know how to reverse this." Giles inquired.
"Yeah, cause, I am *not* getting stuck with Buffy in an Angel suit for the rest of my life." Cordelia said, putting her hands up in protest.
"Codelia dear, I think you're being a little overly dramatic." Wes said.
"Am, not! I'm being just the right amount dramatic." Cordelia retorted. "Besides, you know I'm right!" she added and crossed her arms across her chest with a huff.
"Everyone here knows I'd be the last one to say that Cordelia's right, but I'm not exactly jumping at the idea of getting stuck with deadboy here." Xander said, his thumb pointing to Angel.
"Hey!" Buffy and Angel both said indignantly.
Giles held his hands up to silence everyone. "Please, everyone, just settle down. We will figure this out. Now, Anya, how do we reverse this spell?"
"You don't. That's what I was trying to say. If everyone could go around reversing vengeance spells then there wouldn't be much point now would there?" Anya said.
Buffy lifted her head up off Angels hands, which she had noticed he hadn't moved. "You mean we're stuck like this? forever?" Buffy asked. Tears were starting to well up in her eyes.
"More than likely. Though it is kind of weird he would involve you in the spell. It would have made much more sense just to turn Angel into a copy of you. I have to admit, switching you two was creative. Guess Max listened to me better than I thought he did." Anya said sarcastically.
Buffy dropped her head back down to Angel's hand, face down, and let a few tears escape. "God, I've messed up so bad." she mumbled.
Angel took note of the wetness as it struck the petite hands he was still getting used to. "Guys, could you give us a minute?" Angel asked looking around to the assembly.
As the others left Angel gave them all appreciative nods, but noticed a rather ugly stare from Spike as he left the room.
"Buffy, it's ok. We'll get this all fixed." Angel said as he pulled Buffy's head up and into his shoulder in an ackward hug. It felt really odd to be hugging his own body, but still knowing Buffy was inside it. As he stroked her head he felt her begin to nuzzle into his shoulder a little.
"I know it seems a little weird now, but we'll work it all out. We always do." More nuzzling, and was she..purring?
Buffy let the familiar feeling of Angel holding her to guide her motions. Ok, so it was her arms she was leaning into, but it was Angel underneath. As Buffy leaned a little further in she started to notice a strange feeling come over her. She was suddenly very aware that Angel had a heart beat. She had never heard his heart beating. It felt...different. Comforting. Enticing. She unconsciously nuzzled into him more. She started noticing that she could feel his blood moving through the veins. Pumping away, moving swiftly through the arteries in his neck. Such a beautiful neck. She didn't even feel the change, when she slipped into Angel's gameface.
Angel enjoyed having Buffy back in his arms. It felt right. He had missed this. Although he didn't remember her ever nuzzling quite so much into his neck. Usually she just leaned against his chest and rubbed it. Of coarse, she was a lot bigger, being in his body now. That was probably it.
Buffy had lost all rational thought at the moment. All she knew was that there was an intoxicating smell drawing her in to this neck. The smell of fresh, warm, pulsing, sweet blood. Without blinking Buffy leaned in and let her tongue slip out of her mouth..
Angel's eye fell shut as he felt the cool tongue dart out momentarily. It sent a warm shiver right through him to his core, sending a wave of feeling right to his... 'Ok, that's an unusual feeling' he thought right before his eyes popped open.
Buffy only let her tongue flit out a second to feel the pulse point. Without another thought her fangs grazed the skin just where her tongue had been. Feeling an unusually strong hunger overcome her, she slipped her fangs in with swift ferocity.
"Buffy!!!" Angel screamed out, and grabbed her by the shoulder. He was answered with a growl.
"Buffy, you have to stop. You have to fight it...." Angel felt her pulling at his vein. He wasn't going to get through to her this way. 'Gotta do something.' Angel thought.
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"Don't you think we should go back in there?" Willow asked shyly.
"No, no, I'm sure they'll come out if they need us." Giles answered.
"But, he sounded kind of..I don't know.... strange, when he shouted." Willow said.
"pppfft. Hello! Fight all the time! Do you not remember how they were when they were together?" Cordelia asked.
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Angel reached out and found a plastic cup on the table. He brought it up and smacked Buffy several times in the back of the head to no avail. 'Where the heck is everyone? Didn't they hear me yell?' Angel thought to himself. He looked around as best he could with Buffy attached to his neck, and saw the vase sitting a few feet away. That might knock her out. Now, how to get to it? He pushed forward with all the strength in his newly acquired slayer body and managed to topple both of them over in the chairs, crashing very loudly to the ground.
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"Yeah, I mean, the soap opera dramatics were worthy of a daytime emmy award." Xander said, as they all tried to pretend they weren't hearing the crashing coming from the dining room.
"Oh please! Not even close." (crash) Cordelia said. "Man, can those two get any louder?" (clank)
"As long as they don't 'get it on' in there," Dawn interjected with air quotes over a loud curse "I vote we stay in here. Away from flying objects." (crash)
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Angel had managed to bash the vase over Buffy's head. Had beat her with a plate. Jabbed her with a fork, and had quickly rummaged around the china cabinet, but not come up with anything he too non-lethal looking. They had knocked over most of the chairs and tipped over the table. Angel was running out of blood and ideas rapidly. He had lost his ability to utter more than a couple of short curses, which was all that was flying through his mind at the moment, all directed at the non-responding Scoobies.
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"Yeah, that was hilarious!" Xander said responding to Willow's recap. "Oh, and you should have seen them that night when Jack tried to blow up the school. Man, talk about your dramatics!" Xander said. (bang) Then noticed everyone was staring at him, mouths agape. "What? I told you guys about that didn't I?"
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Angel had run out of ideas. They had crashed back down to the floor. With every last ounce of strength he could muster he rolled them over until he was on top of her and grabbed the sides of Buffy's head and started beating it into the floor.
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"You've gotta be kidding me!" Spike said quirking one eyebrow up at Xander. (thud, thud, thud, thud) "You expect us to believe that you actually saved their skins, and none of them know about it? Oh, that's rich."
"What? I'm telling the truth here. Willow, Cordy, didn't you guys ever wonder why Jack never came back to school? Xander asked
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Angel continued to pound Buffy's head into the floor, ignoring the searing pain that tore through his neck with every tug. Finally, Buffy started to weaken. With a small groan before passing out, she finally slipped her fangs free of Angel's neck and fell limp against the floor, Angel collapsing right behind her. He laid there bonelessly for several minutes. Glad he was able to disengage Buffy before she managed to drain him. And just why the heck hadn't the scoobies come in to help him?
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The gang had quieted down. No one was saying anything as they awaited further commotion from the dining room. Everyone was suddenly very interested in the floor, or staring at each other. Finally, Angel walked in holding his neck as blood continued to seep from the wound.
"Gee thanks for the help guys! Glad to see how much you care." Angel bit out.
"Oh my God, Angel, are you ok? What happened?" Willow stood from the couch.
"Buffy got a little carried away with the bloodlust. And, why on earth didn't you guys come bustin' in there? You never seemed to worry about it before!" Angel said sarcastically.
"One too many 'bustin in' on you two kind of makes a person gun shy." Cordy supplied very matter-of-factly.
"Don't suppose anyone could get me some bandages? Kind of got a bleeding neck wound in case you didn't notice." Angel said, but no one seemed to move for a moment. "Well!!!" Angel shouted.
Looking around, the group suddenly started scrambling.
"I'll get the kit." "I'll get some antiseptic." "I'll go find someplace else to be." Everyone started spouting off.
Everyone except Spike. Whom Angel noticed was watching his neck with increasing interest. He was practically drooling, and unconsciously moving forward toward Angel. Spike's tongue darted out and licked his lower lip. Without a moments pause, Angel's left hand shot out and clocked Spike across his jaw, catching him off guard and sending the blond vampire sailing backward and landing with an unconscious thud.
"Huh, well, I feel better already." Angel said, smiling as he plopped himself down on the couch.
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TBC.....
Hope you enjoyed!
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Chapter 8
"Stupid Buffy, stupid Buffy, stupid Buffy." Buffy chanted as she banged her head on the dining room table.
"Anya, you mean to tell me that Buffy...." Giles started
"Made a wish to a vengeance demon." Anya finished. "Sorry Buffy, Angel, but you're both scr..."
"Ahn!!!" Xander yelled.
"What?" Anya asked as Buffy went back to banging her head on the table.
"Hey!" Angel said as he lurched in his chair to put his hands on the table under Buffy. "That's my head you're abusing there, and I'd kind of like it back minus any permanent brain damage."
Buffy only groaned in response as she laid her head down on Angels hands. 'Hands that used to belong to me' she thought.
"Anya, please tell me you know how to reverse this." Giles inquired.
"Yeah, cause, I am *not* getting stuck with Buffy in an Angel suit for the rest of my life." Cordelia said, putting her hands up in protest.
"Codelia dear, I think you're being a little overly dramatic." Wes said.
"Am, not! I'm being just the right amount dramatic." Cordelia retorted. "Besides, you know I'm right!" she added and crossed her arms across her chest with a huff.
"Everyone here knows I'd be the last one to say that Cordelia's right, but I'm not exactly jumping at the idea of getting stuck with deadboy here." Xander said, his thumb pointing to Angel.
"Hey!" Buffy and Angel both said indignantly.
Giles held his hands up to silence everyone. "Please, everyone, just settle down. We will figure this out. Now, Anya, how do we reverse this spell?"
"You don't. That's what I was trying to say. If everyone could go around reversing vengeance spells then there wouldn't be much point now would there?" Anya said.
Buffy lifted her head up off Angels hands, which she had noticed he hadn't moved. "You mean we're stuck like this? forever?" Buffy asked. Tears were starting to well up in her eyes.
"More than likely. Though it is kind of weird he would involve you in the spell. It would have made much more sense just to turn Angel into a copy of you. I have to admit, switching you two was creative. Guess Max listened to me better than I thought he did." Anya said sarcastically.
Buffy dropped her head back down to Angel's hand, face down, and let a few tears escape. "God, I've messed up so bad." she mumbled.
Angel took note of the wetness as it struck the petite hands he was still getting used to. "Guys, could you give us a minute?" Angel asked looking around to the assembly.
As the others left Angel gave them all appreciative nods, but noticed a rather ugly stare from Spike as he left the room.
"Buffy, it's ok. We'll get this all fixed." Angel said as he pulled Buffy's head up and into his shoulder in an ackward hug. It felt really odd to be hugging his own body, but still knowing Buffy was inside it. As he stroked her head he felt her begin to nuzzle into his shoulder a little.
"I know it seems a little weird now, but we'll work it all out. We always do." More nuzzling, and was she..purring?
Buffy let the familiar feeling of Angel holding her to guide her motions. Ok, so it was her arms she was leaning into, but it was Angel underneath. As Buffy leaned a little further in she started to notice a strange feeling come over her. She was suddenly very aware that Angel had a heart beat. She had never heard his heart beating. It felt...different. Comforting. Enticing. She unconsciously nuzzled into him more. She started noticing that she could feel his blood moving through the veins. Pumping away, moving swiftly through the arteries in his neck. Such a beautiful neck. She didn't even feel the change, when she slipped into Angel's gameface.
Angel enjoyed having Buffy back in his arms. It felt right. He had missed this. Although he didn't remember her ever nuzzling quite so much into his neck. Usually she just leaned against his chest and rubbed it. Of coarse, she was a lot bigger, being in his body now. That was probably it.
Buffy had lost all rational thought at the moment. All she knew was that there was an intoxicating smell drawing her in to this neck. The smell of fresh, warm, pulsing, sweet blood. Without blinking Buffy leaned in and let her tongue slip out of her mouth..
Angel's eye fell shut as he felt the cool tongue dart out momentarily. It sent a warm shiver right through him to his core, sending a wave of feeling right to his... 'Ok, that's an unusual feeling' he thought right before his eyes popped open.
Buffy only let her tongue flit out a second to feel the pulse point. Without another thought her fangs grazed the skin just where her tongue had been. Feeling an unusually strong hunger overcome her, she slipped her fangs in with swift ferocity.
"Buffy!!!" Angel screamed out, and grabbed her by the shoulder. He was answered with a growl.
"Buffy, you have to stop. You have to fight it...." Angel felt her pulling at his vein. He wasn't going to get through to her this way. 'Gotta do something.' Angel thought.
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"Don't you think we should go back in there?" Willow asked shyly.
"No, no, I'm sure they'll come out if they need us." Giles answered.
"But, he sounded kind of..I don't know.... strange, when he shouted." Willow said.
"pppfft. Hello! Fight all the time! Do you not remember how they were when they were together?" Cordelia asked.
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Angel reached out and found a plastic cup on the table. He brought it up and smacked Buffy several times in the back of the head to no avail. 'Where the heck is everyone? Didn't they hear me yell?' Angel thought to himself. He looked around as best he could with Buffy attached to his neck, and saw the vase sitting a few feet away. That might knock her out. Now, how to get to it? He pushed forward with all the strength in his newly acquired slayer body and managed to topple both of them over in the chairs, crashing very loudly to the ground.
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"Yeah, I mean, the soap opera dramatics were worthy of a daytime emmy award." Xander said, as they all tried to pretend they weren't hearing the crashing coming from the dining room.
"Oh please! Not even close." (crash) Cordelia said. "Man, can those two get any louder?" (clank)
"As long as they don't 'get it on' in there," Dawn interjected with air quotes over a loud curse "I vote we stay in here. Away from flying objects." (crash)
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Angel had managed to bash the vase over Buffy's head. Had beat her with a plate. Jabbed her with a fork, and had quickly rummaged around the china cabinet, but not come up with anything he too non-lethal looking. They had knocked over most of the chairs and tipped over the table. Angel was running out of blood and ideas rapidly. He had lost his ability to utter more than a couple of short curses, which was all that was flying through his mind at the moment, all directed at the non-responding Scoobies.
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"Yeah, that was hilarious!" Xander said responding to Willow's recap. "Oh, and you should have seen them that night when Jack tried to blow up the school. Man, talk about your dramatics!" Xander said. (bang) Then noticed everyone was staring at him, mouths agape. "What? I told you guys about that didn't I?"
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Angel had run out of ideas. They had crashed back down to the floor. With every last ounce of strength he could muster he rolled them over until he was on top of her and grabbed the sides of Buffy's head and started beating it into the floor.
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"You've gotta be kidding me!" Spike said quirking one eyebrow up at Xander. (thud, thud, thud, thud) "You expect us to believe that you actually saved their skins, and none of them know about it? Oh, that's rich."
"What? I'm telling the truth here. Willow, Cordy, didn't you guys ever wonder why Jack never came back to school? Xander asked
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Angel continued to pound Buffy's head into the floor, ignoring the searing pain that tore through his neck with every tug. Finally, Buffy started to weaken. With a small groan before passing out, she finally slipped her fangs free of Angel's neck and fell limp against the floor, Angel collapsing right behind her. He laid there bonelessly for several minutes. Glad he was able to disengage Buffy before she managed to drain him. And just why the heck hadn't the scoobies come in to help him?
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The gang had quieted down. No one was saying anything as they awaited further commotion from the dining room. Everyone was suddenly very interested in the floor, or staring at each other. Finally, Angel walked in holding his neck as blood continued to seep from the wound.
"Gee thanks for the help guys! Glad to see how much you care." Angel bit out.
"Oh my God, Angel, are you ok? What happened?" Willow stood from the couch.
"Buffy got a little carried away with the bloodlust. And, why on earth didn't you guys come bustin' in there? You never seemed to worry about it before!" Angel said sarcastically.
"One too many 'bustin in' on you two kind of makes a person gun shy." Cordy supplied very matter-of-factly.
"Don't suppose anyone could get me some bandages? Kind of got a bleeding neck wound in case you didn't notice." Angel said, but no one seemed to move for a moment. "Well!!!" Angel shouted.
Looking around, the group suddenly started scrambling.
"I'll get the kit." "I'll get some antiseptic." "I'll go find someplace else to be." Everyone started spouting off.
Everyone except Spike. Whom Angel noticed was watching his neck with increasing interest. He was practically drooling, and unconsciously moving forward toward Angel. Spike's tongue darted out and licked his lower lip. Without a moments pause, Angel's left hand shot out and clocked Spike across his jaw, catching him off guard and sending the blond vampire sailing backward and landing with an unconscious thud.
"Huh, well, I feel better already." Angel said, smiling as he plopped himself down on the couch.
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TBC.....
Hope you enjoyed!