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Warning: Some Adult themes *********
"What kind of spell?" Giles asked nervously. He knew all to well that spells were not something to play around with. Magic was something that should be respected and done very cautiously. He knew that Willow was a cautious person and would never do something intending hurt some one. But still it made him nervous that she was doing magic.
"I tried looking for a spell that would give Angel his soul-"
"You can't give something back that has not been taken," Buffy whispered as she looked away from every one. How could she explain this to them, when she herself didn't understand it?
"Ok, I think the prego has lost her mind" Cordy said from her chair, filing her well-polished nails.
"What are you talking about? Of course Angel lost his soul. You think that the good Angel could do all these horrible things to us?" Willow was in disbelief. How could Buffy think that the man she loved, the man they all trusted, was the evil monster that was here now?
"You guys don't know him like I do. It wasn't like Angel's soul was always in control. The demon was always there, it was part of him. And that is how it is now, Angel's soul is still there, but it's locked away." Buffy tried to explain.
She remembered the time that Angel tried to explain it to her.
IIt was about a week before her seventeenth birthday, they had been out on their nightly patrol, or more like their nightly making out patrol. They had been going at it hot and heavy. Buffy could vividly remember the way it felt to straddle Angel's strong thighs, to feel his hardness pressing again her. He had been so aggressive that night, boldly touching her body like he had never did before. Running his hands up and down her bare legs, each time moving a little further up her skirt until his fingers touched the bottom of her panties.
Later when he was walking her home, he had acted as though nothing had happened. It confessed and frustrated the hell out of Buffy, but she didn't dare say anything to him, fearing that he wouldn't do it again if she did. When they got to her backyard, she moved to the tree that led straight to her window. Before she could, Angel grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard. A moment later, "I'm sorry about to night, I didn't mean to scare you" he whispered.
"You didn't scare me, I.. never mind" she lost her nerve. Embarrassed, she looked away from him.
Gently cupping her face, he pressed his forehead to hers. "Please.tell me. I couldn't bare it if you feared him."
"Him.Angel, what are you talking about?" she asked
"My demon, Buffy. He is always here, with me, in my head. I let him have a small amount control sometimes, like I did tonight. I wanted to touch you for the longest time, but I was afraid that you were not ready for that. I lost control slightly to night. I mean having you were, sitting on my lap, kissing you. I just let him take over a little. That's why I said that I was sorry for scaring you."
"Well would it help it I said that I liked it" she whispered, smiling shyly.
"I know you did, I could smell you" he smirked when her cheeks reddened. Leaning closer to her, softly kissing the nip of her neck, loving the way she moaned, "and you smell beautiful, Buffy. Now get up that tree before I came you and make you mine."
As she slowly climbed up the tree to her window, Angel heard her faintly whisper "I am already yours."
"I know." he answered. As soon as she was in side, he turned for home, hoping that an extremely cold shower would do him some good./I
"Buffy? You still here?" Xander clapped his hands in front of the slayer's face. He and Cordy arrived at the library while Buffy was still telling Giles, willow and oz about Angel's soul and then it was as if she blanked out for a minute.
Buffy blinked a few times, "Ya, I'm ok."
"That's funny. I would say that you were anything but ok" chuckled a short little, badly dressed man, stand in the corner.
"Whistler" Buffy groaned.
"How you doing kid?" he walked farther into the room, letting everyone see him and his horrible fashion sense.
"Buffy, who is this?" Giles asked, not liking the fact that this person or demon could get in to his own library without him knowing.
"This little imp is Whistler. He is a speaker for the Powers That Be. He likes to pop up every once and a while to give us some crazy talk then disappear. Isn't that right Whiz?"
"You know me better than anyone kid." He snickered.
"How go you know him and what does he want?" Giles demanded of his slayer.
"Before I came here, my other watcher was killed, you all know that, whistler here looked out for me, or so that's what he called it. I called it more like him babbling some stuff that I can't understand and have to spend two thirds of my time figuring it out when I could have been killing it and calling it a day." She answered with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Ya but not this time kid. This time there will be some babble but that will be just for fun." The little demon corked.
"So what do the Powers That Be have to say this time?"
"What did you think that red found that spell all by her self? I mean she is good but not that good."
"Ok what is this spell that everyone is calling about? What is going on?" Xander commanded, loathing being kept out of the loop like this.
Turning to him she answered," willow did a spell and we still don't know what it was or what it did. Willow," she looked over to her best friend. Only to see that willow had passed out in Oz's arms.
"It took a lot out of her." Oz said shortly. Picking her up in his arms, he looked at Giles, asking with his eyes if it was ok if he put her in the older man's office.
"Oh yes. Of course." Giles said moving over to the office door to open it for Oz.
After Oz came back and nodded to Buffy, letting her know that Willow was ok, she turned back to Whistler. "So Whiz, you seem to know what's going on? Mind filling the rest of us in?"
Smiling he said, "Your get both your cake and ice cream."
"What?"
"You getting both. Both Angel and Angelus.Happy late birthday, Slayer, love The Powers That Be."
Buffy was shocked for a moment, then she looked Whistler and yelling "Grab Him!"
Warning: Some Adult themes *********
"What kind of spell?" Giles asked nervously. He knew all to well that spells were not something to play around with. Magic was something that should be respected and done very cautiously. He knew that Willow was a cautious person and would never do something intending hurt some one. But still it made him nervous that she was doing magic.
"I tried looking for a spell that would give Angel his soul-"
"You can't give something back that has not been taken," Buffy whispered as she looked away from every one. How could she explain this to them, when she herself didn't understand it?
"Ok, I think the prego has lost her mind" Cordy said from her chair, filing her well-polished nails.
"What are you talking about? Of course Angel lost his soul. You think that the good Angel could do all these horrible things to us?" Willow was in disbelief. How could Buffy think that the man she loved, the man they all trusted, was the evil monster that was here now?
"You guys don't know him like I do. It wasn't like Angel's soul was always in control. The demon was always there, it was part of him. And that is how it is now, Angel's soul is still there, but it's locked away." Buffy tried to explain.
She remembered the time that Angel tried to explain it to her.
IIt was about a week before her seventeenth birthday, they had been out on their nightly patrol, or more like their nightly making out patrol. They had been going at it hot and heavy. Buffy could vividly remember the way it felt to straddle Angel's strong thighs, to feel his hardness pressing again her. He had been so aggressive that night, boldly touching her body like he had never did before. Running his hands up and down her bare legs, each time moving a little further up her skirt until his fingers touched the bottom of her panties.
Later when he was walking her home, he had acted as though nothing had happened. It confessed and frustrated the hell out of Buffy, but she didn't dare say anything to him, fearing that he wouldn't do it again if she did. When they got to her backyard, she moved to the tree that led straight to her window. Before she could, Angel grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard. A moment later, "I'm sorry about to night, I didn't mean to scare you" he whispered.
"You didn't scare me, I.. never mind" she lost her nerve. Embarrassed, she looked away from him.
Gently cupping her face, he pressed his forehead to hers. "Please.tell me. I couldn't bare it if you feared him."
"Him.Angel, what are you talking about?" she asked
"My demon, Buffy. He is always here, with me, in my head. I let him have a small amount control sometimes, like I did tonight. I wanted to touch you for the longest time, but I was afraid that you were not ready for that. I lost control slightly to night. I mean having you were, sitting on my lap, kissing you. I just let him take over a little. That's why I said that I was sorry for scaring you."
"Well would it help it I said that I liked it" she whispered, smiling shyly.
"I know you did, I could smell you" he smirked when her cheeks reddened. Leaning closer to her, softly kissing the nip of her neck, loving the way she moaned, "and you smell beautiful, Buffy. Now get up that tree before I came you and make you mine."
As she slowly climbed up the tree to her window, Angel heard her faintly whisper "I am already yours."
"I know." he answered. As soon as she was in side, he turned for home, hoping that an extremely cold shower would do him some good./I
"Buffy? You still here?" Xander clapped his hands in front of the slayer's face. He and Cordy arrived at the library while Buffy was still telling Giles, willow and oz about Angel's soul and then it was as if she blanked out for a minute.
Buffy blinked a few times, "Ya, I'm ok."
"That's funny. I would say that you were anything but ok" chuckled a short little, badly dressed man, stand in the corner.
"Whistler" Buffy groaned.
"How you doing kid?" he walked farther into the room, letting everyone see him and his horrible fashion sense.
"Buffy, who is this?" Giles asked, not liking the fact that this person or demon could get in to his own library without him knowing.
"This little imp is Whistler. He is a speaker for the Powers That Be. He likes to pop up every once and a while to give us some crazy talk then disappear. Isn't that right Whiz?"
"You know me better than anyone kid." He snickered.
"How go you know him and what does he want?" Giles demanded of his slayer.
"Before I came here, my other watcher was killed, you all know that, whistler here looked out for me, or so that's what he called it. I called it more like him babbling some stuff that I can't understand and have to spend two thirds of my time figuring it out when I could have been killing it and calling it a day." She answered with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Ya but not this time kid. This time there will be some babble but that will be just for fun." The little demon corked.
"So what do the Powers That Be have to say this time?"
"What did you think that red found that spell all by her self? I mean she is good but not that good."
"Ok what is this spell that everyone is calling about? What is going on?" Xander commanded, loathing being kept out of the loop like this.
Turning to him she answered," willow did a spell and we still don't know what it was or what it did. Willow," she looked over to her best friend. Only to see that willow had passed out in Oz's arms.
"It took a lot out of her." Oz said shortly. Picking her up in his arms, he looked at Giles, asking with his eyes if it was ok if he put her in the older man's office.
"Oh yes. Of course." Giles said moving over to the office door to open it for Oz.
After Oz came back and nodded to Buffy, letting her know that Willow was ok, she turned back to Whistler. "So Whiz, you seem to know what's going on? Mind filling the rest of us in?"
Smiling he said, "Your get both your cake and ice cream."
"What?"
"You getting both. Both Angel and Angelus.Happy late birthday, Slayer, love The Powers That Be."
Buffy was shocked for a moment, then she looked Whistler and yelling "Grab Him!"