Disclaimer: See chapter one.
Feedback: I need it people!
AN: Introducing, the biggest bitch of all, but that's why we love her, Lilah Morgan.
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
AWAKENINGS
Angel heard the pounding on his front and woke up so fast he fell off the couch he had been sleeping on.
"Damn it," he grumbled.
He flung open the door and had to squint against the blinding sun. It must have been later than he thought it was.
"Hello, gorgeous," A female voice drawled. "Now, put a shirt on."
Angel looked sleepily at his boss, Lilah Morgan.
"What are you doing here?" Angel asked.
"That's what I was going to ask you," Lilah said, stepping into his apartment. "Hope you don't mind if I come in."
"Actually," Angel started, but she was already roaming around his living room. "Never mind."
Lilah eyed his bags that were open on the floor and turned to him and asked him, "Getting back from somewhere? Look, when you have a permanent spot at the firm, I don't care how many times you take off, but you don't, so I care. Especially since you have that asshole Lindsey tracing your every move."
"Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to about that," Angel nodded, pulling a white shirt over his head. "But, this whole thing about taking off, it's more complicated than you think."
"Angel, I don't care how complicated it gets, you can't do that!" Lilah said. "Do you know how bad this is going to look when you an Lindsey go head-to-head for an invite? He's never missed a day!"
"Angel?" Buffy asked softly from behind Lilah.
Angel looked up and found him enthralled by the tiny blonde that stood in the doorframe. Her hair was slightly mussed and her clothes were looking every inch the clothes she wore to bed. Yet, she had never looked more beautiful.
Something wasn't right here. This feeling that had awakened within him wasn't right.
"Who's this?" Lilah and Buffy asked simultaneously.
"Uh," Angel stuttered. "This is, um, Lilah, this is Buffy. Buffy, Lilah, my boss."
"Charmed, I'm sure," Lilah said curtly before turning back to Angel. "YOU need to get back to work, TODAY, or I'M gonna fire your ass. Not Holland, me."
With that Lilah stated towards the door again.
"You're such a bitch, you know that?" Angel asked.
Lilah turned around a smiled at him form the door. "That's why you love me!"
"She's charming," Buffy said sarcastically.
Angel heard Buffy speak, but didn't understand what she said. Because, again, he was overcome with feelings that he had never noticed he had for her. He just stared dumbly at her, wishing that he could understand what was going on in his mind, in his heart.
"Angel?" Buffy asked.
"Huh?" Angel stammered. "What?"
"I'm gonna take a shower, ok?" Buffy smiled. "Go to work or whatever, I'll be fine."
"Buffy, I want- "
"No, go," Buffy said, pointing towards the door.
"Is it possible?" Angel thought. "Could I possibly be- no I could be. Could I ?"
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
I write, you read, you review, I write more.
Soras Ort! (thank you in Irish)
Feedback: I need it people!
AN: Introducing, the biggest bitch of all, but that's why we love her, Lilah Morgan.
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
AWAKENINGS
Angel heard the pounding on his front and woke up so fast he fell off the couch he had been sleeping on.
"Damn it," he grumbled.
He flung open the door and had to squint against the blinding sun. It must have been later than he thought it was.
"Hello, gorgeous," A female voice drawled. "Now, put a shirt on."
Angel looked sleepily at his boss, Lilah Morgan.
"What are you doing here?" Angel asked.
"That's what I was going to ask you," Lilah said, stepping into his apartment. "Hope you don't mind if I come in."
"Actually," Angel started, but she was already roaming around his living room. "Never mind."
Lilah eyed his bags that were open on the floor and turned to him and asked him, "Getting back from somewhere? Look, when you have a permanent spot at the firm, I don't care how many times you take off, but you don't, so I care. Especially since you have that asshole Lindsey tracing your every move."
"Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to about that," Angel nodded, pulling a white shirt over his head. "But, this whole thing about taking off, it's more complicated than you think."
"Angel, I don't care how complicated it gets, you can't do that!" Lilah said. "Do you know how bad this is going to look when you an Lindsey go head-to-head for an invite? He's never missed a day!"
"Angel?" Buffy asked softly from behind Lilah.
Angel looked up and found him enthralled by the tiny blonde that stood in the doorframe. Her hair was slightly mussed and her clothes were looking every inch the clothes she wore to bed. Yet, she had never looked more beautiful.
Something wasn't right here. This feeling that had awakened within him wasn't right.
"Who's this?" Lilah and Buffy asked simultaneously.
"Uh," Angel stuttered. "This is, um, Lilah, this is Buffy. Buffy, Lilah, my boss."
"Charmed, I'm sure," Lilah said curtly before turning back to Angel. "YOU need to get back to work, TODAY, or I'M gonna fire your ass. Not Holland, me."
With that Lilah stated towards the door again.
"You're such a bitch, you know that?" Angel asked.
Lilah turned around a smiled at him form the door. "That's why you love me!"
"She's charming," Buffy said sarcastically.
Angel heard Buffy speak, but didn't understand what she said. Because, again, he was overcome with feelings that he had never noticed he had for her. He just stared dumbly at her, wishing that he could understand what was going on in his mind, in his heart.
"Angel?" Buffy asked.
"Huh?" Angel stammered. "What?"
"I'm gonna take a shower, ok?" Buffy smiled. "Go to work or whatever, I'll be fine."
"Buffy, I want- "
"No, go," Buffy said, pointing towards the door.
"Is it possible?" Angel thought. "Could I possibly be- no I could be. Could I ?"
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
I write, you read, you review, I write more.
Soras Ort! (thank you in Irish)