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AN: The title is a bit weird, but honestly I couldn't think of anything better for it.
AN2: I always thought Angel and Lilah had a weird "I-hate-your-guts-but- your-my-favorite-enemy-so-I-can't-really-do-anything-about-it" vibe.
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THE BITCH CHAPTER
Angel snatched the phone off the table, muttering more curses for Lindsey while he dialed his office number. No one picked up.
"Damn it!" Angel yelled at the automated closed message. "I cannot lose this job."
Angel hung up and immediately dialed Lilah's number. He would rather dial any number than hers, but he was desperate.
The phone rang and he paced around the room, rubbing his forehead. It rang once. It rang twice. By the time it had rung six times, Angel was really on edge.
"Damn it bitch," Angel yelled. "Pick up!"
"Hello to you too," Lilah said over the phone.
"Lilah!" Angel said, not bothering to apologize. "I'm in so much trouble. I need your help, majorly."
"What are you on?" Lilah asked, skeptical that Angel would ever need her help.
"Damn it Lilah!" Angel cried. "Seriously, I need your help."
"What do you need?" Lilah asked.
"You have keys to the office, right?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, so what?" Lilah replied.
"So, I need you to meet me there," Angel said, trying to put on his jacket with one hand. "I need to get in there; I think I lost my presentation."
"Shit Angel!" Lilah screamed. "Why the hell did you do that?"
"Look, don't screw with me right now!" Angel yelled back. "Can you be there, or not?"
"Oh, I'll be there," Lilah insisted. "I don't want that worm Lindsey working for me, no way."
"Great," Angel said, hanging up and throwing the phone on the floor as he finally got his jacket on. He started to run out the door when he realized-
"Buffy!" he spun around and ran to his room, looking into it.
Buffy was lying on his bed, looking so much like an angel, he had to take a double look. He walked hesitantly over to the bed and debated on waking her up. He couldn't bring himself to wake her, and sighed. He reached into his drawer and pulled out paper and a pen to write her a note.
"Buffy, I'm spending a let night at the office. I realized I left my resources there. I'll be back around noon tomorrow. Call me anytime after 11; I should be done with my presentation by then. I might come home around noon. Love you, Angel."
Angel set the pen down and placed the letter on her pillow, hoping she would find it in the morning. He hesitated leaving as her beauty took him, again. He kissed her forehead without thinking, and left to solve his crisis
* * * * *
Angel pulled up in the parking lot and saw Lilah standing in front of the building.
"What the hell happened?" Lilah screeched. "How could you lose that? It's only the most important thing in your ENTIRE career!"
"Give it a rest Lilah," Angel sighed, looking at his watch. "It disappeared. And now I have- um, seven hours to redo three months worth of prep. Just- just help me do this."
"Fine," Lilah said, turning the key in the lock and walking inside. "Just know I did it with purely selfish reasons. I don't want Lindsey to work here."
"Right, Lilah," Angel agreed, stepping into the office. "Let's get to work."
* * * * *
Buffy yawned and opened her eyes. She looked at the clock, groaning when she realized it read 5:14 am. She picked up her pillow to throw it over her face as a piece of paper hit her in the face. She picked it up and turned on the lamp.
It was a note. From Angel.
The last words made her forget all her troubles for the minute.
"Love you, Angel."
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Short, I know. Not good, I know, but anyway---
I write, you read, you review, I write more.
Feedback: You love me right?
AN: The title is a bit weird, but honestly I couldn't think of anything better for it.
AN2: I always thought Angel and Lilah had a weird "I-hate-your-guts-but- your-my-favorite-enemy-so-I-can't-really-do-anything-about-it" vibe.
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THE BITCH CHAPTER
Angel snatched the phone off the table, muttering more curses for Lindsey while he dialed his office number. No one picked up.
"Damn it!" Angel yelled at the automated closed message. "I cannot lose this job."
Angel hung up and immediately dialed Lilah's number. He would rather dial any number than hers, but he was desperate.
The phone rang and he paced around the room, rubbing his forehead. It rang once. It rang twice. By the time it had rung six times, Angel was really on edge.
"Damn it bitch," Angel yelled. "Pick up!"
"Hello to you too," Lilah said over the phone.
"Lilah!" Angel said, not bothering to apologize. "I'm in so much trouble. I need your help, majorly."
"What are you on?" Lilah asked, skeptical that Angel would ever need her help.
"Damn it Lilah!" Angel cried. "Seriously, I need your help."
"What do you need?" Lilah asked.
"You have keys to the office, right?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, so what?" Lilah replied.
"So, I need you to meet me there," Angel said, trying to put on his jacket with one hand. "I need to get in there; I think I lost my presentation."
"Shit Angel!" Lilah screamed. "Why the hell did you do that?"
"Look, don't screw with me right now!" Angel yelled back. "Can you be there, or not?"
"Oh, I'll be there," Lilah insisted. "I don't want that worm Lindsey working for me, no way."
"Great," Angel said, hanging up and throwing the phone on the floor as he finally got his jacket on. He started to run out the door when he realized-
"Buffy!" he spun around and ran to his room, looking into it.
Buffy was lying on his bed, looking so much like an angel, he had to take a double look. He walked hesitantly over to the bed and debated on waking her up. He couldn't bring himself to wake her, and sighed. He reached into his drawer and pulled out paper and a pen to write her a note.
"Buffy, I'm spending a let night at the office. I realized I left my resources there. I'll be back around noon tomorrow. Call me anytime after 11; I should be done with my presentation by then. I might come home around noon. Love you, Angel."
Angel set the pen down and placed the letter on her pillow, hoping she would find it in the morning. He hesitated leaving as her beauty took him, again. He kissed her forehead without thinking, and left to solve his crisis
* * * * *
Angel pulled up in the parking lot and saw Lilah standing in front of the building.
"What the hell happened?" Lilah screeched. "How could you lose that? It's only the most important thing in your ENTIRE career!"
"Give it a rest Lilah," Angel sighed, looking at his watch. "It disappeared. And now I have- um, seven hours to redo three months worth of prep. Just- just help me do this."
"Fine," Lilah said, turning the key in the lock and walking inside. "Just know I did it with purely selfish reasons. I don't want Lindsey to work here."
"Right, Lilah," Angel agreed, stepping into the office. "Let's get to work."
* * * * *
Buffy yawned and opened her eyes. She looked at the clock, groaning when she realized it read 5:14 am. She picked up her pillow to throw it over her face as a piece of paper hit her in the face. She picked it up and turned on the lamp.
It was a note. From Angel.
The last words made her forget all her troubles for the minute.
"Love you, Angel."
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Short, I know. Not good, I know, but anyway---
I write, you read, you review, I write more.