CHAPTER THREE


Spike leaned against the wall with his hair messed up, clothes ripped, and a little cut across his jaw. He saw Fred staking the last vampire.

She scans the room to see if there were anymore, she only saw Spike and Angel.

Angel sat on the last step with his arms folded.

Falling to the floor, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Are you okay, Pet?" Spike asked her, sitting down next to her.

She opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Yeah, I'll be okay."

"That's good." He said, and smiled at her.

She smiled back at him.

"Are you okay? You got a little cut." She touched his cut and he gasp and moving away from her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." She said with a little forgiveness in her voice.

"Oh, you didn't hurt him." Angel said, staring at both of them.

"Bloody hell, how would you know?"

He didn't say anything. He just continue to looked at them.

Spike sighed and looked at Fred. She was looking at him, with a smile on her face.

"What?" He asked in his british, flirting voice.

She giggled and shook her head.

"Nothing, it's just that you look kinda cute with your hair messed up and shirt ripped."

He smiled at her. "I do, don't I?"

She nodded and was biting on her bottom lip, trying to fight the urge to kiss him.

Angel sighed, got up and walked up the stairs. He said mockingly to himself. "I do, don't I?"

"What was that Angel?" Spike asked, knowing very well what he said.

"Nothing." He walked out the door.

When Angel left, they both got up and stood there, facing each other.

"What is up with Angel?" Fred asked him.

"I don't know." Spike said quietly.

He looked at her. She looked at him.

"Is it the Ôright time' yet?" he asked her, smiling.

She smile back.

"You know because If it not the right time yet, I might as well le--"

She putted her finger on his lips to silent him.

"Yeah, it's the right time." She said quietly.

She took her finger off of his lips and slowly leaned in.

He grabbed her towards him and kissed her deeply.

"Ahem." Angel said, from the top of the stairs.

They sighed and closed their eyes. They wonder why Angel had to disturb them. They knew why, he knew why. It was jealously.

With her eyes close and her head bent down, she whispered. "Please, don't let me go."

At that moment Angel walked down the stairs.

"Never." Spike said. Holding her close to him.

"Ahem." Angel said louder.

They open their eyes and looked at each other.

"Are you deaf?" Angel said out loud.

"Only to you Mate." Spike said, leaning his head against Fred's. Looking at him.

Angel chuckled and grabbed the bat that was leaning against the wall.

He moved the bat up and down into his palm.

Fred eyed the bat and asked.

"What are you going to do with that?"

He chuckled again.

"Wouldn't you like to know!"

He took a swung at them.

They ducked and ran up the stairs.

"Come on!" Spike said to Fred, holding her hand tightly.

Angel ran after them, up the stairs and out the door.

They ran up the long case of stairs.

"Come on!" Spike said to her again.

She looked behind her, and saw that Angel was only a few steps down from them.

Fred screamed and squeezed his hand tighter.

They ran into her room and locked the door.

"Are you okay?" Spike asked her, sitting down next to her on the bed.

Angel started to pound on the door loudly.

"Why is he doing this?" She asked, looking at the door.

"I don't know." Spike said.

The pounding stop. They heard footsteps walking away from them and then towards them, and then a loud thump.

"He's going to knock down this door!" Fred screamed.

"You don't say." Spike said, jokingly.

She gave him a look.

"Sorry." He said, and kissed her forehead.

They looked over their shoulder at the window and saw a big tree.

"We're gonna have to go down the tree." Spike said.

"You don't say." She said mockingly.

They walked over to the window and looked down.

Angel did it repeatedly until he knocked down the door.

He scanned the room, it was empty.

"Damn it." He swore under his breath.

He saw the curtains blow with the breeze. He walked over and put his hands on the windowsill.

He gazed out the window and sighed deeply.

"It's going to be dawn soon, Spike. Where ever you went, you didn't go far."