Love that prevail over death
A Fiction by Angel's Lover
Author's notes: I'm planning on doing next chapter as a songfic. The couples will be: Buffy + Angel (obviously); Faith + Spike; Cordelia + Doyle; Willow + Oz; Xander + Anya. I don't know, however, what song I will use. Please send me suggestions, and maybe the lyrics to my e-mail. You can see it in my profile page. Thank you a bunch.
I'm sorry for the cliffhanger of chapter four. I hate cliffhangers, and didn't notice I had written one until I posted the chapter and the reviews arrived. I'm so sorry; I swear it won't happen again!
Disclaimer: I had not written this in a while. They're not mine, unfortunately. They belong to The Master Evil, aka Joss Whedon, to the Mutant Enemy, to Fox, to WB, to UPN, to Kuzui Inc. I'm just a desperate fan waiting for the next season of Angel to start and bring me some moments of BA fluff.
Part Six – Some doubts of love.
So, after Faith report everything Kate had told her to do, and Spike report what he had heard Riley planning with Joyce, Angel sent everyone to shower and bed. It marveled Buffy that Xander obeyed without a caustic reply. Then, when everyone was sleeping, Angel and Buffy went to his apartment, a box of cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip ice cream and a spoon.
They had planned to have very little sleep that night.
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Unfortunately to the star-crossed lovers, and fortunately to everyone else, a female angry scream made everyone to run to Faith and Spike's shared bedroom. Since the Hyperion had run short of rooms to everyone to sleep, very reluctantly Faith had agreed to share one with the peroxide-blond vampire. It took many minutes of Angel's time, and a lot of his patience, to convince the brunette slayer.
The first to arrive at Faith and Spike's room was Cordelia, followed by a sleepy Doyle. The brunette burst into a fit of laughter at the scene: Spike stood on a corner of the room, a very pissed Faith on the bed, a cross on one hand, a stake on the other and a bottle of holy water on her mouth.
"Bloody hell, slayer!" He screamed his voice cracking. "What have I done?"
"You lay down beside me, you jerk!" Faith hissed her mouth free from the bottle of holy water – Cordelia had crossed the gap between the door and the bed, and taken the bottle of Faith's mouth.
"So? I won't sleep on the floor!" Spike spat back, arrogantly. By the time, everyone – including a very pissed Anya – Faith's scream had interrupted what was going to be a very hot night – and a bored Giles – was on the bedroom's door.
"What's going on, Faith?" Angel asked, only on his boxers, his voice calm. Buffy was beside him, on one of his shirts, and deeply red. She smacked Anya's forearm, as she noticed the other woman's eyes locked on Angel naked chest.
"This... this... this thing! He tried to sleep beside me!" Faith shrieked "I shouldn't have let you convince me to share a bedroom with this peroxide blond! It's your entire fault!" The brunette yelled angrily at Angel.
"I'm sorry, Faith" Angel answered sincerely "William, please follow me" He said "And, the rest of you, go to bed. We have to have a good rest, tomorrow we'll start working".
"Poof, where will I sleep?" Spike asked, following Angel and Buffy out of Faith's bedroom. As they walked out, Angel and Buffy giggled when they heard the click of a key locking Faith's room, and Spike rolled his eyes. It made Buffy and Angel burst into laughter.
"Basement" Was Angel's simple answer. Spike groaned and went to the basement.
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Faith was awake for the rest of the night. She would never admit to anyone that she was attracted to Spike. Only, maybe, to herself. And to Buffy, who knew what was to be attracted by a vampire.
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Spike didn't sleep that night. He could sleep during the day, because, unlike his shame of a sire, he wasn't human. So, he let his thoughts wander around, until a brunette young woman above him.
He groaned defeated. It wasn't enough he was a vampire who couldn't bite anyone. His sire had to become human and he had to fall for a slayer.
How would he face the vampire community?
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Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven
(Bryan Adams, 'Heaven')
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Except for the little trouble between Faith and Spike, the night went quite well. If you didn't count with the moans and yells of Anya and Xander, that was. They made Angel and Buffy blush then laugh hysterically. They were loud, but Xander and Anya were louder.
Not wanting to disturb their friends – Buffy laughed even more as she imagined Willow laying very rigid beside Oz, and Giles blushing hard – the star-crossed lovers decided it was good to sleep on each other's arms, only enjoying their closeness.
It was very early in the morning. Angel was watching Buffy sleep, a yellow parchment and a pencil on his hands. He started to draw her peaceful face, the way her hair fell on her eyes, the little smile playing on her lips. The soft and sweet crook of her neck, the scar that marked her as his... The golden glimmer of her skin...
Angel groaned silently. Only drawing her was making him hard. She lazily opened one eye and said:
"Angel?"
"Yes, love?" He answered hoarsely. The sound of her voice, so sexy yet so innocent, was making him harder.
"It's cold without you here. Hop in" She demanded. The vision of him hard and handsome on his naked glory was turning her on. Angel obeyed and quickly they were kissing, touching and licking.
"We have to be low" Angel whispered.
"I know" She whispered back "Oh, Angel, this is so good" The slayer started moaning louder. Angel silenced her with a kiss.
~~**~~
Some minutes later, Faith and Cordelia were discussing with a pretty pissed Anya, Willow watching with wide mouth, when Angel, Buffy, Giles, Doyle and Xander arrived at the kitchen.
"It's not my fault your men don't give you orgasms!" Anya yelled "And you, bitchy girl, don't try to give my Xander a wink. He's mine, I give him countless orgasms! Last night, it was more than five!" The former vengeance demon snapped to Cordelia. The brunette former may queen rolled her eyes and said, very angrily:
"Like I would have a quickie with him. I have Doyle, thank you, and fortunately we don't make out on closets".
"Can you just make sex noises a little lower?" Faith angrily yelled at Anya "Respect the single people, you know?"
"It wasn't what I had seen last night at your room, dear. You're very intimate with Spike" Anya snapped. Faith blushed; Buffy rolled her eyes and said over the high voices:
"Faith, will you spar with me and Angel, please?"
"Oh, thank goodness" Doyle whispered beside her "Delia, love, we ran out of groceries. Wanna go shop?"
"Oh, shop trip!" Cordelia said happily, her discussion with Anya forgotten. Xander, however, was pretty pissed with his girlfriend for her to tell everyone how their sex life was.
~~**~~
Joyce and Riley watched from the car Cordelia leaving with an Irish man. The blond man told his mother in law:
"That was the one who shoved me out when I came to get Buffy".
"I never saw this man before" Joyce said to Riley "The girl, I know her, however. She's Cordelia, Buffy's classmate at high-school".
"Interesting. There's where they're living" Riley pointed the hotel "Maybe we could make Buffy leave it and then take her back home" Riley suggested hopefully.
"No" Joyce said, firmly "Buffy is strong and no one can force her to do something she doesn't want. But some time she'll get tired of being stuck, and then she'll yell at him and leave. Then we get her".
Riley agreed.
Little they knew that a peroxide blond man stood down a thick coat, listening attentively to every thing they were talking.
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Buffy was showering, many hours after Angel, Faith and she had stopped sparring. Angel had left her to go buy more ice-cream, and Buffy wrapped a fluffy, white towel around her body. Faith sit down Buffy's bed, and stared expectantly at her sister-slayer.
"I need to talk with you, B".
"Spill it" Buffy said simply, dressing one of the new outfits Angel had bought her days before and sitting beside Faith, a hairbrush on her hand.
"How did you feel Angel was the one?"
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Baby, there's one thing you should know
You had me when you said hello
(Nick Carter, 'Love to love')
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He stood between the shadows of their bedroom. Thank goodness he was still skilled into hiding in the dark. It was one of the things he kept from the times he was a vampire, besides the strength, the healing powers, the hearing and the stamina. The former vampire watched carefully the two young women sitting on their bed. One was tall, brunette and sexy. The other one was blond, petite, sweet, sexy, and lovely. His soul mate, and sunshine, when he was still on the darkness.
"I just knew it, Faith. From the moment I saw that tall, dark, handsome man stalking me back to Sunnydale. When he said the first word to me, I knew I was taken".
Angel smiled at his spot on the shadows. She had earned him since he had seen her at Emery, with a cherry lollipop at her mouth.
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Buffy knew he was there, listening to her talking with Faith. She felt his eyes drinking every movement of hers, his feeling growing thick in her skin. She smiled all the time, and saw the pearly glimmer between the shadows.
"He's here" Faith said "Hey, boss. Show up".
Angel walked out of the shadows and sit down beside Buffy, kissing her cheek lightly. He handed Buffy a spoon, and Faith a second one; opened the box of chocolate ice-cream, and left.
"Hey!" Buffy said "Where are you going?"
"Spike has some news to me. You stay here and talk with Faith; I'll listen to my annoying child".
"Oh" She blew Angel a kiss and he smiled, leaving the two slayers.
"Oh, so sweet" Faith said, a dreamy look at her eyes.
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Spike paced nervously on the dark kitchen. He had watched Faith sparring earlier with Buffy and the shame he called sire, and was amazed with her strength and her skills. It wasn't enough she was beautiful, stubborn and determined. She was also strong, she could fight. The perfect mate for an ensouled vampire.
Peaches stood in front of him, looking at Spike with tolerant eyes. The blond vampire sit down.
"Your mommy-in-law and Captain Cardboard are in front of the place" He said. Angel nodded.
"I know. I saw them earlier, that's why Buffy and I hadn't left yet. But I feel these aren't the news you wanted to talk with me".
Spike sighed. Peaches might be a bloody human, but he still could read people. It was good sometimes, annoying others. It depended on the point of view of the read one.
"I'm in love, Angelus".
"I know" Angelus said "With Faith".
"Yes. She's the one. I can sense it".
"Are you sure, William? Faith had suffered things enough for our undeaths".
"I'm sure. I wouldn't make the moves on her if I wasn't".
Angel gave him a skeptical look. Spike rolled his eyes and said:
"Fine, maybe I would, but this time I wanna settle. Have a mate. A relationship like you and Buffy have".
"Then tell her, William. Tell her what you told me. I'm sure she won't reject you like Buffy did".
Angel got up, opened the fridge and took a box of it, throwing a bag of blood to Spike in the process. He smiled to his child and walked back to his and Buffy's bedroom, a spoon and the box on his hands. He said:
"There's more ice-cream on the fridge, call her to share a box with you".
Spike stood on his spot, sipping from the blood.