Another Beginning
Chp.14
Angels Reaction and Willow has Some News
You know where all the other stuff is by now
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As he walks into the office, Angel clears his throat at the site he sees in front of him. Spike is leaning against the desk with his arms draped over Buffy's shoulders, and they're talking intimately face-to-face. Angel broods a bit at the site, before the two turns to look at him.
"Oh, great the big, poofters here. Let the party begin." He hears Spike
say, as he looks back up at the couple.
"Spike! Did I not just ask you to be nice?" Buffy says in mock anger, and poking him in the stomach with each syllable of the question.
"Yeah, but it's really hard to be nice to someone you don't exactly like, Pet." He sighs in resignation.
"Just be nice for a few minutes, remember the incentive." She smiles, while holding the maybe promise over his head.
"Okay, Pet. But I can't say I'll like it." He replies, and shakes his head.
Spike growls in protest as Buffy releases herself from him, and walks over to Angel giving him a friendly hug. They ignore him. "Hey, Angel. Why don't you have a seat, since the proprietor of the office isn't offering." She says, pulling away from the hug with her ex-honey.
Giving her a small smile, as he walks over to the chair directly in front of the desk, Angel sits down.
"Great, now I have to look at the wanker, while he talks. How could this day go from one of the best of my life, to the worst in just a few moments." Spike says in a huge huff of breath.
"Spike, remember who the one was that give you this job." Angel says angrily. "And who can take it away."
Looking over to the vampire, Grande sire, and general royal pain in his ass, Spike rolls his eyes.
"The only reason you have it in the first place, is because of Buffy." Angel says, annunciating each word.
"Well Peaches, I can just go an get me another one."
"On what grounds, Willie? Your good looks? You won't get too far." Angel says, sarcastically, while stating the obvious. "No one's going to hire some one without proper paper work, and credentials."
"Okay, boys. Play nicely." Buffy reprimands, as she follows Spike around the desk, and plops down on his lap, after he sits down. Which makes him growl lowly into her ear.
She wriggles around trying to get comfortable, and just to tease him, not a little bit.
Each time she moves, Spike groans a little louder, and finally he places his hands on her hips to still her. "Would you quit that?" He whispers, and groans again, as she settles on the one part of his anatomy he wished she wouldn't have. It makes her laugh out loud.
"So, Angel. What did you want to speak to us about?"
"Really, I just wanted to talk with you, but. . ." Hanging his head, he then looks back up into her eyes, as he asks the question that's been on his mind for two days. "Are you going to have HIS child?" He asks, pointing at Spike, and putting an emphasis on the 'his' part of the question.
She looks over her shoulder at her mate, and turns back to face Angel at the slight nod of Spikes head to her. "Well, I was going to call a meeting at the hotel tonight, and tell everyone about the news, but since you asked." She smiles sweetly at the vamp across the desk from her. "Yes, I'm gonna have a baby, and yes it's Spikes."
Hanging his head, shaking it slightly, Angel looks back up gritting his teeth, trying for a smile that he can't manage.
Buffy is bouncing on Spikes lap like a little kid, making the man grab her around the waist, because he couldn't sit there and have that tight, little butt bouncing around on his hardening by the second manhood.
Angel watches the activities of the couple for a few seconds, and resigns to leave them be, "Well, congratulations, I'm happy for you." He says looking pointedly at Buffy, and totally ignoring the man she is sitting on. Getting up from the black leather chair, he heads to the door. Reaching out to take hold of the knob, he turns, "Oh, and Spike?"
Spike rolls his eyes, "Yeah, Yeah Peaches, I know. If you blah, blah, blah, I'll. Yeah whatever. I've heard this tune so much that I think you stuck the CD on repeat. Please find another one and make damn sure that it's not a Manilow one." He says, snidely.
Opening the door, and walking out it, Angel laughs. He walks by Willow, who is standing at Harmony's desk, with a little kid, and trying to get the vampiress to let her in the office proper. He says "Hello." to Willow and almost makes it to the door when he realizes that she was holding a child's hand, and turns back around.
"Willow?"
The red head turns around to face the broody vampire. "Yeah Angel. What is it?" She asks, puzzled.
"Unless you've managed to adopt a child in the last month, which I highly doubt." He says as he places his hands in his pockets, leans against the door facing, and looks at the blonde girl standing at the witch's side. "Who's the kid?"
Willow smiles down at the kid, " No, she's not mine, but she might as well be. She's a slayer. I'm just the babysitter."
Surprised by this revelation, "A slayer? How old is she?" He asks, with a look that Willow has never seen since she's known the dark vampire. Astonishment was the look. "Five? Six?"
"No, I'm seven." Cassie pipes up stubbornly. She doesn't like the big, tall, dark haired man that seems to scowl almost constantly. She amends the man part of her thought, as her slayer intuition tells her that he is most definitely a vampire.
Tugging at Willows skirt, she looks at her babysitter confused. "Who is that, and why is he frowning all the time?" She asks, when Willow looks down at her. "Did you know he's a vampire?" She finishes her questioning, and waits for the reply.
Willow smiles at the blonde child and her questioning. "That's Angel, I think that's the only expression he knows how to make with his face, and yes I know he's a vampire. He's just a good vampire and you can't stake him. He helps us, he's the one that owns the hotel we're staying at." Willow answers all the questions in sequence, and smiles at her reassuringly. "He's just 'Brood Boy' as Xander would say."
At the words Brood Boy, Cassie brightens in recognition. "Oh, I know who he is now. Spike likes to call him Peaches." She smiles, and starts to bounce on the balls of her feet, a la Spike.
Angel growls loudly, making the two girls turn surprised looks on him.
"Angel?" Willow asks taken aback by the vampire.
Looking down at the kid then back up at the witch, "What is it with SPIKE? Everyone loves Spike. What the hell did he ever do to make him so special?" He yells, pacing back and forth in front of the door, and throwing up his hands in defeat.
Willow huffs, grabbing a hold of the pacing vampire, and making him stop. "First of all he helped in the saving of the world at least four times, Angel. One of those times he had to help save it from you. He died the last time out, and now he's stuck here in L.A., because of that stupid amulet you gave Buffy." She rambles out, angrily, not meaning to reveal the last part, but it had slipped out.
Angel looks strangely at her. "What was that? The last thing you said." He asks, anxiously.
Willow looks at him quizzically, mentally going over every word she'd just uttered out. "OH!"
"Well?"
"I shouldn't be telling you this, because I haven't been able to talk to Buffy and Spike about it yet. Which was what I came here to do, by the way."
Turning from Willow and walking over to the door to the main office, Angel looks at the secretary, who missed the whole conversation, because her nails were more interesting. "Harmony?"
Harmony looks up from the inspection of her nails, and rolls her eyes, "Spikey, Mr. Angels back." She says as she presses the button on the intercom.
"Oh, bugger. What does the great Poof, want now?"
"I don't know, but Willow and some kid are with him." She answers, looking up just in time to see the big boss, turn the knob to enter the office. "Oh, and he's coming in."
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(Well, look what two reviews will get you. Another chapter just like that. This one was long, the longest one for this story, so far. Chp.16 is longer than this one. The next one is Willow telling how she discovered her news, what fun.)
Darklover: I know how the writers' block is; I'm working on this story along with another one. The other one is totally on hold, because I have snafu, and don't know what to write in the next chapter, and it sucks major rotten eggs. I hope you get over yours, as I hope I can get on with my other story, so I can post it. Hope you enjoyed the chappy.
Kari: There you are again. I hope Angel reaction was up to par for you. I think that it fit him, to hold it all in, until he could take it out on someone else, because he didn't want to hurt Buffy's feelings, with what he was really thinking about the situation. So Willow had to be the venting person, she set him straight about Spike. I hope you liked, can't wait to see your reaction.
Chp.14
Angels Reaction and Willow has Some News
You know where all the other stuff is by now
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As he walks into the office, Angel clears his throat at the site he sees in front of him. Spike is leaning against the desk with his arms draped over Buffy's shoulders, and they're talking intimately face-to-face. Angel broods a bit at the site, before the two turns to look at him.
"Oh, great the big, poofters here. Let the party begin." He hears Spike
say, as he looks back up at the couple.
"Spike! Did I not just ask you to be nice?" Buffy says in mock anger, and poking him in the stomach with each syllable of the question.
"Yeah, but it's really hard to be nice to someone you don't exactly like, Pet." He sighs in resignation.
"Just be nice for a few minutes, remember the incentive." She smiles, while holding the maybe promise over his head.
"Okay, Pet. But I can't say I'll like it." He replies, and shakes his head.
Spike growls in protest as Buffy releases herself from him, and walks over to Angel giving him a friendly hug. They ignore him. "Hey, Angel. Why don't you have a seat, since the proprietor of the office isn't offering." She says, pulling away from the hug with her ex-honey.
Giving her a small smile, as he walks over to the chair directly in front of the desk, Angel sits down.
"Great, now I have to look at the wanker, while he talks. How could this day go from one of the best of my life, to the worst in just a few moments." Spike says in a huge huff of breath.
"Spike, remember who the one was that give you this job." Angel says angrily. "And who can take it away."
Looking over to the vampire, Grande sire, and general royal pain in his ass, Spike rolls his eyes.
"The only reason you have it in the first place, is because of Buffy." Angel says, annunciating each word.
"Well Peaches, I can just go an get me another one."
"On what grounds, Willie? Your good looks? You won't get too far." Angel says, sarcastically, while stating the obvious. "No one's going to hire some one without proper paper work, and credentials."
"Okay, boys. Play nicely." Buffy reprimands, as she follows Spike around the desk, and plops down on his lap, after he sits down. Which makes him growl lowly into her ear.
She wriggles around trying to get comfortable, and just to tease him, not a little bit.
Each time she moves, Spike groans a little louder, and finally he places his hands on her hips to still her. "Would you quit that?" He whispers, and groans again, as she settles on the one part of his anatomy he wished she wouldn't have. It makes her laugh out loud.
"So, Angel. What did you want to speak to us about?"
"Really, I just wanted to talk with you, but. . ." Hanging his head, he then looks back up into her eyes, as he asks the question that's been on his mind for two days. "Are you going to have HIS child?" He asks, pointing at Spike, and putting an emphasis on the 'his' part of the question.
She looks over her shoulder at her mate, and turns back to face Angel at the slight nod of Spikes head to her. "Well, I was going to call a meeting at the hotel tonight, and tell everyone about the news, but since you asked." She smiles sweetly at the vamp across the desk from her. "Yes, I'm gonna have a baby, and yes it's Spikes."
Hanging his head, shaking it slightly, Angel looks back up gritting his teeth, trying for a smile that he can't manage.
Buffy is bouncing on Spikes lap like a little kid, making the man grab her around the waist, because he couldn't sit there and have that tight, little butt bouncing around on his hardening by the second manhood.
Angel watches the activities of the couple for a few seconds, and resigns to leave them be, "Well, congratulations, I'm happy for you." He says looking pointedly at Buffy, and totally ignoring the man she is sitting on. Getting up from the black leather chair, he heads to the door. Reaching out to take hold of the knob, he turns, "Oh, and Spike?"
Spike rolls his eyes, "Yeah, Yeah Peaches, I know. If you blah, blah, blah, I'll. Yeah whatever. I've heard this tune so much that I think you stuck the CD on repeat. Please find another one and make damn sure that it's not a Manilow one." He says, snidely.
Opening the door, and walking out it, Angel laughs. He walks by Willow, who is standing at Harmony's desk, with a little kid, and trying to get the vampiress to let her in the office proper. He says "Hello." to Willow and almost makes it to the door when he realizes that she was holding a child's hand, and turns back around.
"Willow?"
The red head turns around to face the broody vampire. "Yeah Angel. What is it?" She asks, puzzled.
"Unless you've managed to adopt a child in the last month, which I highly doubt." He says as he places his hands in his pockets, leans against the door facing, and looks at the blonde girl standing at the witch's side. "Who's the kid?"
Willow smiles down at the kid, " No, she's not mine, but she might as well be. She's a slayer. I'm just the babysitter."
Surprised by this revelation, "A slayer? How old is she?" He asks, with a look that Willow has never seen since she's known the dark vampire. Astonishment was the look. "Five? Six?"
"No, I'm seven." Cassie pipes up stubbornly. She doesn't like the big, tall, dark haired man that seems to scowl almost constantly. She amends the man part of her thought, as her slayer intuition tells her that he is most definitely a vampire.
Tugging at Willows skirt, she looks at her babysitter confused. "Who is that, and why is he frowning all the time?" She asks, when Willow looks down at her. "Did you know he's a vampire?" She finishes her questioning, and waits for the reply.
Willow smiles at the blonde child and her questioning. "That's Angel, I think that's the only expression he knows how to make with his face, and yes I know he's a vampire. He's just a good vampire and you can't stake him. He helps us, he's the one that owns the hotel we're staying at." Willow answers all the questions in sequence, and smiles at her reassuringly. "He's just 'Brood Boy' as Xander would say."
At the words Brood Boy, Cassie brightens in recognition. "Oh, I know who he is now. Spike likes to call him Peaches." She smiles, and starts to bounce on the balls of her feet, a la Spike.
Angel growls loudly, making the two girls turn surprised looks on him.
"Angel?" Willow asks taken aback by the vampire.
Looking down at the kid then back up at the witch, "What is it with SPIKE? Everyone loves Spike. What the hell did he ever do to make him so special?" He yells, pacing back and forth in front of the door, and throwing up his hands in defeat.
Willow huffs, grabbing a hold of the pacing vampire, and making him stop. "First of all he helped in the saving of the world at least four times, Angel. One of those times he had to help save it from you. He died the last time out, and now he's stuck here in L.A., because of that stupid amulet you gave Buffy." She rambles out, angrily, not meaning to reveal the last part, but it had slipped out.
Angel looks strangely at her. "What was that? The last thing you said." He asks, anxiously.
Willow looks at him quizzically, mentally going over every word she'd just uttered out. "OH!"
"Well?"
"I shouldn't be telling you this, because I haven't been able to talk to Buffy and Spike about it yet. Which was what I came here to do, by the way."
Turning from Willow and walking over to the door to the main office, Angel looks at the secretary, who missed the whole conversation, because her nails were more interesting. "Harmony?"
Harmony looks up from the inspection of her nails, and rolls her eyes, "Spikey, Mr. Angels back." She says as she presses the button on the intercom.
"Oh, bugger. What does the great Poof, want now?"
"I don't know, but Willow and some kid are with him." She answers, looking up just in time to see the big boss, turn the knob to enter the office. "Oh, and he's coming in."
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(Well, look what two reviews will get you. Another chapter just like that. This one was long, the longest one for this story, so far. Chp.16 is longer than this one. The next one is Willow telling how she discovered her news, what fun.)
Darklover: I know how the writers' block is; I'm working on this story along with another one. The other one is totally on hold, because I have snafu, and don't know what to write in the next chapter, and it sucks major rotten eggs. I hope you get over yours, as I hope I can get on with my other story, so I can post it. Hope you enjoyed the chappy.
Kari: There you are again. I hope Angel reaction was up to par for you. I think that it fit him, to hold it all in, until he could take it out on someone else, because he didn't want to hurt Buffy's feelings, with what he was really thinking about the situation. So Willow had to be the venting person, she set him straight about Spike. I hope you liked, can't wait to see your reaction.