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AN: Sorry, this took awhile too. I had to NOT fail geometry, then my disk got reformatted so I lost all my story and had to fins out where I left off and copy and paste from the site. BUT I'm cool now.
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I'M COMING
"Buffy? " Angel asked, knowing full well it was she. "Buffy, are you okay?"
"Angel," Buffy continued to cry. "Angel, I'm so scared."
"Buffy," Angel said over her tears. "Buffy, just calm down. What happened?"
"I-" Buffy choked. "I- they- he- they almost- oh God, Angel- Spike."
"Spike?" Angel asked, starting to get an idea of what had happened. "Did Spike do something to you? Did he hurt you?"
"No-" Buffy replied. "I mean yes. No- I mean, he tried. Angel, I don't know what to do. I'm so scared."
"Ok, Buffy calm down," Angel said, fighting his own panic. "Deep breaths, in and out. Slowly."
He listened to Buffy struggling to breathe and after a few minutes, he couldn't take it anymore. What was he doing, just sitting there when his best friend was in trouble?
He ran into his room and pulled his bag out from under the bed. He opened a few drawers and threw in some clothes.
"Buffy," Angel said into the phone. "Buffy, are you listening to me?"
"Yes," Buffy replied, still trying to calm herself down.
"Good," Angel replied. "Listen, I'm coming down there. Okay? Right now."
"Angel, you-"
"No, I'm coming," Angel insisted. "Where are you?"
"The Bronze," Buffy answered. "In the bathroom."
"Stay there," Angel said, grabbing his laptop as he slung his bag over his shoulder.
"Angel?" Buffy asked. "Hurry?"
"Always," Angel said, as calmly as he could. "I'm coming."
He threw the phone on the couch as he ran out of his apartment.
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"I'm sorry sir," the clerk said. "If you don't have a ticket, you cannot purchase one at this late of notice. You can take the next flight at 5 in the morning if you like."
"No," Angel replied. "That doesn't work. This is an emergency. I need to get there NOW!"
"I'm sorry I can't help you."
"BULL!" Angel yelled. "You can find me a seat on the plane to California right now!"
"Sir, please," the clerk begged. "You're making a scene."
"I HAVE A RIGHT TO MAKE A FRIGGEN' SCENE!" Angel yelled. "Look, I need to get to California now, and I need on that plane."
"Sir, I'm going to have to call security if you don't step away from the desk right now," the clerk said coolly.
Angel growled under his breath as he spun away from the desk.
"Excuse me?" a feminine voice asked behind him. "I think I can help you."
"Really?" Angel asked hopefully.
"Take this," the girl said. "Show this to the person checking for tickets, they'll let you in."
"What is this?" Angel asked.
"A VIP pass," the girl replied. "I'm Kate Lockley, my dad owns the airport. I was going to visit someone, but you need it more than I do."
"I-"
"Last call for Flight 578!"
"That's you, I think," Kate said. "Take it and go."
"Thank you so much," Angel smiled and ran off towards the closing gate.
"Hope it works out for you!" Kate yelled after him.
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Angel stepped out of the plane and rented a car from the dealership. For once in his life, he was glad that his company paid for all his trips. Though explaining it would be a different story.
Angel drove form LA, where the plane had landed, to Sunnydale as fast as he dared to go. All the while he kept wondering what had Buffy so shaken up. She never got scared.
What had that bastard done to her?
He drove to the Bronze and nearly hit a car as he parked as fast as he could. He bolted into the front door, leaving a very upset bouncer behind. He didn't care. The only thing he thought about was getting to Buffy.
He found the girls bathroom, and without a second thought, ran into it. He heard a couple of screams from the girls in there, but he ignored them. At the end, he saw a door open, and a small blonde stepped out of the stall.
Buffy stared at him. She almost didn't believe he would come. But there he was, in the bathroom, staring right back at her. She broke down again.
Angel crossed the bathroom before she fell onto the hard floor. She was in trouble, he could tell. He knelt down with her in the corner of the bathroom and let he cry on his shoulder. He wanted to cry to, all her pain was piercing his heart with tiny shards of glass. But he had to be strong for her right now.
"Shh," Angel whispered. "It's okay. I'm here. I'm going anywhere. Just let it out. It's okay."
After a while, Buffy calmed down enough to say:
"Take me home."
Angel picked her up and carried her out of the Bronze. She clung to him like her life deepened on it. And for all he knew, it might have.
He started to take to road to the college, but Buffy then grew panicked again.
"No, NO," Buffy yelled. "Not there, home. I need to go to my house, with my mom and my old bed. Not the dorm, he'll find me there!"
"Ok, Buffy," Angel said. "Buffy calm down. I'll take you to your mom."
They pulled into her drive and Angel carried her into the house. He mom wasn't there, but Buffy didn't want to see he her mom. She just wanted to go upstairs, to her room.
Angel laid her down on the bed and pulled up her desk chair next to it to sit in. "Buffy, honey, you have to stop crying. You're making yourself sick."
Buffy looked up at him with tears still in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I just- I can't."
Angel got out of the chair and sat down on the bed as he pulled her tightly into a hug. She continued to cry. "Shh. It's okay. Please, Buffy. Talk to me. God, what happened to you Buffy?"
Then, she finally answered the question he had been waiting to be answered all night.
"Spike- Spike tried to- to rape me."
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Read and Review, more still to come.
Feedback: PLEASE! Everything's welcome, even flames.
AN: Sorry, this took awhile too. I had to NOT fail geometry, then my disk got reformatted so I lost all my story and had to fins out where I left off and copy and paste from the site. BUT I'm cool now.
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I'M COMING
"Buffy? " Angel asked, knowing full well it was she. "Buffy, are you okay?"
"Angel," Buffy continued to cry. "Angel, I'm so scared."
"Buffy," Angel said over her tears. "Buffy, just calm down. What happened?"
"I-" Buffy choked. "I- they- he- they almost- oh God, Angel- Spike."
"Spike?" Angel asked, starting to get an idea of what had happened. "Did Spike do something to you? Did he hurt you?"
"No-" Buffy replied. "I mean yes. No- I mean, he tried. Angel, I don't know what to do. I'm so scared."
"Ok, Buffy calm down," Angel said, fighting his own panic. "Deep breaths, in and out. Slowly."
He listened to Buffy struggling to breathe and after a few minutes, he couldn't take it anymore. What was he doing, just sitting there when his best friend was in trouble?
He ran into his room and pulled his bag out from under the bed. He opened a few drawers and threw in some clothes.
"Buffy," Angel said into the phone. "Buffy, are you listening to me?"
"Yes," Buffy replied, still trying to calm herself down.
"Good," Angel replied. "Listen, I'm coming down there. Okay? Right now."
"Angel, you-"
"No, I'm coming," Angel insisted. "Where are you?"
"The Bronze," Buffy answered. "In the bathroom."
"Stay there," Angel said, grabbing his laptop as he slung his bag over his shoulder.
"Angel?" Buffy asked. "Hurry?"
"Always," Angel said, as calmly as he could. "I'm coming."
He threw the phone on the couch as he ran out of his apartment.
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"I'm sorry sir," the clerk said. "If you don't have a ticket, you cannot purchase one at this late of notice. You can take the next flight at 5 in the morning if you like."
"No," Angel replied. "That doesn't work. This is an emergency. I need to get there NOW!"
"I'm sorry I can't help you."
"BULL!" Angel yelled. "You can find me a seat on the plane to California right now!"
"Sir, please," the clerk begged. "You're making a scene."
"I HAVE A RIGHT TO MAKE A FRIGGEN' SCENE!" Angel yelled. "Look, I need to get to California now, and I need on that plane."
"Sir, I'm going to have to call security if you don't step away from the desk right now," the clerk said coolly.
Angel growled under his breath as he spun away from the desk.
"Excuse me?" a feminine voice asked behind him. "I think I can help you."
"Really?" Angel asked hopefully.
"Take this," the girl said. "Show this to the person checking for tickets, they'll let you in."
"What is this?" Angel asked.
"A VIP pass," the girl replied. "I'm Kate Lockley, my dad owns the airport. I was going to visit someone, but you need it more than I do."
"I-"
"Last call for Flight 578!"
"That's you, I think," Kate said. "Take it and go."
"Thank you so much," Angel smiled and ran off towards the closing gate.
"Hope it works out for you!" Kate yelled after him.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Angel stepped out of the plane and rented a car from the dealership. For once in his life, he was glad that his company paid for all his trips. Though explaining it would be a different story.
Angel drove form LA, where the plane had landed, to Sunnydale as fast as he dared to go. All the while he kept wondering what had Buffy so shaken up. She never got scared.
What had that bastard done to her?
He drove to the Bronze and nearly hit a car as he parked as fast as he could. He bolted into the front door, leaving a very upset bouncer behind. He didn't care. The only thing he thought about was getting to Buffy.
He found the girls bathroom, and without a second thought, ran into it. He heard a couple of screams from the girls in there, but he ignored them. At the end, he saw a door open, and a small blonde stepped out of the stall.
Buffy stared at him. She almost didn't believe he would come. But there he was, in the bathroom, staring right back at her. She broke down again.
Angel crossed the bathroom before she fell onto the hard floor. She was in trouble, he could tell. He knelt down with her in the corner of the bathroom and let he cry on his shoulder. He wanted to cry to, all her pain was piercing his heart with tiny shards of glass. But he had to be strong for her right now.
"Shh," Angel whispered. "It's okay. I'm here. I'm going anywhere. Just let it out. It's okay."
After a while, Buffy calmed down enough to say:
"Take me home."
Angel picked her up and carried her out of the Bronze. She clung to him like her life deepened on it. And for all he knew, it might have.
He started to take to road to the college, but Buffy then grew panicked again.
"No, NO," Buffy yelled. "Not there, home. I need to go to my house, with my mom and my old bed. Not the dorm, he'll find me there!"
"Ok, Buffy," Angel said. "Buffy calm down. I'll take you to your mom."
They pulled into her drive and Angel carried her into the house. He mom wasn't there, but Buffy didn't want to see he her mom. She just wanted to go upstairs, to her room.
Angel laid her down on the bed and pulled up her desk chair next to it to sit in. "Buffy, honey, you have to stop crying. You're making yourself sick."
Buffy looked up at him with tears still in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I just- I can't."
Angel got out of the chair and sat down on the bed as he pulled her tightly into a hug. She continued to cry. "Shh. It's okay. Please, Buffy. Talk to me. God, what happened to you Buffy?"
Then, she finally answered the question he had been waiting to be answered all night.
"Spike- Spike tried to- to rape me."
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Read and Review, more still to come.