Chapter 5 - News Flash
Becky woke up, pain ran through her head, from the previous night. She looked around slowly, for one second forgetting where she was and thinking she should be at home. Then she remembered last night and sat up.
"She sat there for a while, looking out of the window and thinking . . . Whoever these people were, they were like her and she liked the fact that they wanted to help but she still didn't feel "safe" with them, but who would? after only a few hours . . .
Then she got out of bed, still wearing her cloths from yesterday, as she would until Faith found her some new ones. She opened her curtains and put an arm up to her face, the sun loomed down into her room. She wasn't effected by the sun like normal vampires were, but if she's out for too long it can start to take effect.
Becky then made her way out of the room and into the dark corridors, the blinds hung over the windows. She looked around, closing the door behind her, she had forgotten where to go, it was quite big. After walking a few minutes she found the main stairs and made her way down to the empty lobby.
"Hello?" she said quietly once down there, but she got no answer.
She looked around on the wall for a clock, she found one above the front desk and read the time of 1:30pm. She sighed, not believing they could still be in bed. She sat herself down on the couch and looked at the stairs, expecting someone to walk down any second . . .
And someone did, Spike.
"Jesus Criest!" he cried, when he saw her, "Bloody hell, what are trying to do? scare me to death!"
"Are you scared of me?" She asked, grinning.
"I'm not scared fo a runt slayer, no" he said, "In fact i'm not scared of the real slayer, or the ones the came before her . . . i've killed slayers you know . . ."
"I'm sure you have" Becky said, not really listening, "Wierd guy . . ."
"You calling me wierd?" Spike asked, turning round and leaning on the wall near her, "Coming from a what? runt slayer and half vampire"
"I'm so not wierd, ok, well maybe i am but that's not the point" She sighed.
"What's the point?"
"Nothing, the convosation has no point and i'm not even talking to you" Becky said, standing up and walking over to the weapons cabinet to admire them. Spike shrugged and went to get some blood.
He raised his eyebrow and whispered to himself, "wierd . . ."
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Angel was awake, he was sat in his office, doodeling and listening to the news on TV. Not something he usually did, but he was bored and puzzled. He tapped his pen on his notepad, looking through the glass at Spike and Becky, tryign to ignore each other.
Then he turned his attention to the news, something the broadcaster had said had attracted his attention. "48 hours ago a 14-year-old girl went missing from her home in Sunnydale" Angel put down his notepad and pen and looked at the TV, "If you have any information on this case her family and friends would appreachiate any of it." Then a picture came up on the screen, Becky's face . . . "We have just been notified of her name, Rebecca Summers . . . More from this case at 5pm"
Angel looked at the picture, his mouth hanging slowly open, and he watched it until it faded from the TV screen. Then his attention turned to Becky who was practising with his sword, swinging it round in the air, but he wasn't thinking about the fact that she didn't even ask him to use it, he was thinking about something else.
He looked at her, now he knew what was so familliar . . . "Summers . . ." He said, under his breath.
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Author's Note: Hey again, sorry this chapter is so short, i couldn't help it i had to have a chapter for something and i was tryign to find things to fill it in with and it's early . . . and i'm tired . . . :( But thank-you for the reviews and everything you guys are the best ^-^ Anyway, please enjoy it and i'll get updatign again soon!
Becky woke up, pain ran through her head, from the previous night. She looked around slowly, for one second forgetting where she was and thinking she should be at home. Then she remembered last night and sat up.
"She sat there for a while, looking out of the window and thinking . . . Whoever these people were, they were like her and she liked the fact that they wanted to help but she still didn't feel "safe" with them, but who would? after only a few hours . . .
Then she got out of bed, still wearing her cloths from yesterday, as she would until Faith found her some new ones. She opened her curtains and put an arm up to her face, the sun loomed down into her room. She wasn't effected by the sun like normal vampires were, but if she's out for too long it can start to take effect.
Becky then made her way out of the room and into the dark corridors, the blinds hung over the windows. She looked around, closing the door behind her, she had forgotten where to go, it was quite big. After walking a few minutes she found the main stairs and made her way down to the empty lobby.
"Hello?" she said quietly once down there, but she got no answer.
She looked around on the wall for a clock, she found one above the front desk and read the time of 1:30pm. She sighed, not believing they could still be in bed. She sat herself down on the couch and looked at the stairs, expecting someone to walk down any second . . .
And someone did, Spike.
"Jesus Criest!" he cried, when he saw her, "Bloody hell, what are trying to do? scare me to death!"
"Are you scared of me?" She asked, grinning.
"I'm not scared fo a runt slayer, no" he said, "In fact i'm not scared of the real slayer, or the ones the came before her . . . i've killed slayers you know . . ."
"I'm sure you have" Becky said, not really listening, "Wierd guy . . ."
"You calling me wierd?" Spike asked, turning round and leaning on the wall near her, "Coming from a what? runt slayer and half vampire"
"I'm so not wierd, ok, well maybe i am but that's not the point" She sighed.
"What's the point?"
"Nothing, the convosation has no point and i'm not even talking to you" Becky said, standing up and walking over to the weapons cabinet to admire them. Spike shrugged and went to get some blood.
He raised his eyebrow and whispered to himself, "wierd . . ."
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Angel was awake, he was sat in his office, doodeling and listening to the news on TV. Not something he usually did, but he was bored and puzzled. He tapped his pen on his notepad, looking through the glass at Spike and Becky, tryign to ignore each other.
Then he turned his attention to the news, something the broadcaster had said had attracted his attention. "48 hours ago a 14-year-old girl went missing from her home in Sunnydale" Angel put down his notepad and pen and looked at the TV, "If you have any information on this case her family and friends would appreachiate any of it." Then a picture came up on the screen, Becky's face . . . "We have just been notified of her name, Rebecca Summers . . . More from this case at 5pm"
Angel looked at the picture, his mouth hanging slowly open, and he watched it until it faded from the TV screen. Then his attention turned to Becky who was practising with his sword, swinging it round in the air, but he wasn't thinking about the fact that she didn't even ask him to use it, he was thinking about something else.
He looked at her, now he knew what was so familliar . . . "Summers . . ." He said, under his breath.
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Author's Note: Hey again, sorry this chapter is so short, i couldn't help it i had to have a chapter for something and i was tryign to find things to fill it in with and it's early . . . and i'm tired . . . :( But thank-you for the reviews and everything you guys are the best ^-^ Anyway, please enjoy it and i'll get updatign again soon!