Chapter 15
Spike walked up to the doors, opened them and came face to face with Angel, who had just reached the doors, with Wesley and Gunn behind them.
Both looked at each other, incredulously, for a second.
Then Angel vamped out and grabbed hold of Spike and thru him back through the doors of the hotel and up against the far wall.
"Hey, watch the jacket you bloody ponce," was all Spike had to say.
"Angel," the rest of the crowd called, but Angel was way too mad and past it to heed or register any of their voices. He had only one thought. To hurt/kill Spike.
Spike saw the fact that Angel hadn't even heard the others, and knew that even though he had to let Angel beat him up a bit, he didn't have to die by the other's hand.
So when Angel next tried to toss him, he slipped his grasp and gave him a roundhouse kick to the stomach.
"Pay attention, DADDY. I didn't come here to fight you, O great Poof of the World."
Angel backhanded him.
Spike wiped the blood off his mouth and gave him one of his patented evil grins.
"Baby wants to play, does he?"
"Spike no," Dawn, Willow, Buffy, and Cordelia shouted at once.
Spike ducked Angel's next blow and moved out the way of his kick, gave the girls a you-got-to-be-kidding-me look. And told Angel,
"I see you still like to work with your legs. Good thing I learned how to too."
Spike launched himself at his sire, and at the last minute, jumped over him and over to the girls.
"You know...you really take the fun out of violence sometimes."
"Spike look out," Dawn yelled as Angel advanced on him.
Spike winked at her, and kicked backwards, sending Angel flying back across the room.
Angel sat up and looked at them all, as their words and phrases now started to reach through his barrier of rage. He got up and slowly came over to them.
"Did you just call out to him?" he asked Dawn.
She nodded.
"Peaches," Spike waved his hand in front of his face," can you hear me in there?"
Angel's hand shot out and punched him hard in the nose.
Spike cursed and back off, muttering," Poncy Bugger. I see now where you get the nose punches luv. The Great Pillock taught you."
Angel had started calming down now, and although Spike's words annoyed him, he knew he wasn't a threat.
He looked at the rest of the Scooby core, "What's going on?"
"We're glad to see you too, O' Fang Boy Senior."
"Shut up Xander."
Xander chuckled.
Willow came over and gave Angel a hug.
"It's nice to see you again. We have some good news. Where can we sit and talk?"
"First let me get rid of Spike."
"Nope, can't do that Wanker."
"Sure I can," Angel gave him an evil look.
"Afraid not," Xander said," although, later, we can pit you too against each other and may the best Dead Boy win."
"Xander, shut up" was heard from all areas of the room.
"Angel, you can't kill Spike. He's needed, besides, he's one of the team now," Dawn said going over to Spike and wrapping her arms around him.
Spike hugged her back and kissed the top of her head and then started running his fingers through her hair, the way he had seen Buffy do, so often.
Dawn gave him a lopsided smile, winked at him, and then turned back to Angel.
"Plus, he's my protector, Buffy chose him, so, you can't kill him."
Angel sighed, "I guess not."
"Well you don't have to look so Damn sorry over it," Spike muttered.
Angel gave his first real smile in days.
"Okay, I figure you all plan to
stay for a few days, right?"
They all nodded.
"Fine, go get your stuff and choose your rooms, then we can all meet in about an hour in the main room, and we can discuss what's going on."
"Sounds like a plan," Xander said.
They all nodded and went back to the van, to grab their stuff.
TBC…