I am really really sorry about abandoning my story for such a long time.
Please forgive me!
Comments:
@ coldfang, get the stick out of ya ass, it is my story. If I decide to forget anyone, I'll just do it!! Cause its mine *evil grinning psychotic Dawnlady ..
@ oneinamilliongirl ok, I am continuing the story right now . hope to read reviews soon
@ All, I really want more reviews . or well maybe I should just stop the story . if nobody is interested in it ..
Disclaimer: same bla as every chapter I do not own any of the chars they are owned by much known people .. Gosh, this is a FAN-Fic Story .
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Chapter 8:
Angel was angry, well if he was honest to himself he was jealous. Jealous, that the Scoobies allowed Spike to join their circle, that even Xan had spoken for Spike. Even more jealous of the fact, that Buffy was feeling comfortable around Spike and he had seen the looks Spike sent her.
He was hurrying over to Giles place to ask the watcher what was wrong with his brain cells. Or if he was magicked. That was the solution, a spell, they were all under a spell. Thoughts rambled in Angel.
Giles was tired, he wasn't amused as his doorbell rang. And as he opened the door and saw Angel he was rather - well uh pissed. He didn't like Angel, well in fact he hated him, for his Angelus part and the part that Angelus killed Jenny. He had loved that women for Christ's sake, and this damned Vampire had to shag the Slayer and then kill Jenny. "Angel, why are you here?"
Angel was in a rage, and now, even Giles was unfriendly to him. "I came to Sunnydale to warn you about Drusilla heading for the Hellmouth again. But now I am also here to warn you. Spike is in the Summer residence, with all the Scoobies. They have to be under a spell. They even defend him - hell even Xander defends him against me."
"Its OK Angel, Spike is one of us, now. He cannot harm humans any more. He has a chip in his head. So he decided to help us, first to be paid with some blood packs and cigarettes later just to help. And well to kick asses even with his chip. Cause he can still hurt demons. He took good care of Dawn at the whole Glory incident, and later as Buffy was dead. He had worked his place into the group and he had made clear that he is worth our trust. So if you just came for this, you can leave again. I won't let you in."
"But you can not mean it . "
"I can and I do. Go back to Buffy and deal with having Spike around as a part of the Scoobies, or go back to LA. We even already had evidence about Drue being in town, before you came. So you could be useful, but you will have to work with Spike, or you could stay angry and well drive home." After these words Giles closed his door into Angels face and went to bed. He really hated this vampire. He was worse than Spike who wouldn't alter his personality for anyone.
Angel went back to the Summers residence brooding. He could not believe that they trusted Spike and that he would have to deal with it. He was the vampire with a soul he should be trusted. Still Xanders word kept repeating in his head - "Listen dead boy, they are right. We have nothing dangerous in here, except you. You with your I am loosing my soul once or twice a year because I shagged someone attitude." They didn't trust him any longer, he had lost his soul and had therefore lost their trust, and trust would not be as easily being gained back as his cursed soul.
He knocked on Buffy's door. A pissed Willow let him in, without saying a word. As she had closed the door she pointed to the basement. "You will sleep in the basement, go down there, now. Most of us are already trying to sleep. You will sleep there alone, we put Spike into Buffy's room, so that he is safe. Do remember you were the one, causing this arrangement. Do hurt anyone here and Mr Pointy would like to get you, if I don't get you first."
She pointed at the basement again and he went into it. He was too shocked to speak. He had caused these sleeping arrangements? He should have been the one sleeping in Buffy's room, not the damned childe of him. He was angry and threw down some things. The door in the basement flew open, showing a rather pissed red-head. At first he thought it was Willow who would give him a lecture, showing her resolve face and going off again. But it wasn't Willow, it was one of the strangers. She was really pissed "Hey some people would like to sleep here, you big nuisance! Bad excuse of a man, can't you behave properly?" She hissed. Then some purple fire left her hand, flowing to his head. "That should silence you for at least four hours!" He heard her say, before he drifted into an immediate sleep. His last thought was damned another pissed witch.
Spike was feeling like he was in heaven, he was sleeping in the same room as the Slayer. Well, not in the same bed as her, but on a mattress on the floor, but hey he was in the same room as the sleeping Slayer. And his Sire would think he would have been in her bed. He really liked this. Lying down, he listened to the Slayers breath. An hour later he heard her trashing, crying and screaming and went to her side to calm her. He sat down next to her, caressing her cheek. She woke up and went down again, sobbing into his hand. He pulled her against him and she continued sobbing into his shirt. After some minutes she went to sleep again in his arms. He sat there watching and guarding over her, in her sleep.
In the morning all of them were really tired, Alanna cursing the milkman who woke them all, being in a bad mood she asked for permission to shoot him for this wake-up call. Nobody was up to that and they decided to go to sleep again.
In the afternoon, they were finally awake. Willow, Thayet and Daine were working in the kitchen to prepare some food, while Tara was out getting new supplies at the supermarket, Raoul and Gary were with her for support and carrying all the bags.
An hour later, they were all sitting in the living room, eating the food the three women had prepared. Well all except Angel who was still sleeping in the basement, even Spike enjoyed the good food, but he was drinking his blood in the kitchen before he joined them at their meal. "Where is the bloody poof?" He asked after they had finished their meal. "Probably still asleep" the little red-headed knight told him. "I used a sleeping spell on him last night kind of forgetting that I do not know who long it will last at an undead."
Spike and Xander were giggling. Spike smirked at Alanna. "Good work, Spitfire."
Alanna just growled, she was too tired and to filled up to cat-fight with him.
Giles was arriving some minutes after they had finished their meal. "Where is this dreadful Vampire?" He muttered after looking into the round.
"Still in the basement, recovering from a sleeping spell, the spitfire caused, bloody poof not able to withstand a sleeping spell" Spike answered.
"You caused a sleeping spell? Why? " Giles asked curious. Alanna answered. "Well he was rather pissed about the situation, so he was wrecking the basement, disturbing anyone's sleep, so I just sent him sleeping so that the silence would be back again, for us." Alanna explained. "Well, I can't see a fault with that. It is better than having him wreck the basement at all. But could you try to wake him now? We should make some plans."
Alanna went down in the basement and found a sleepy and really grumpy vampire down there, complaining about his condition after the spell. Alannas mood wasn't the best at all and she kicked him up the stairs into the living room, where no one could suppress his giggles seeing the small red-head kicking the big dark vampire.
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Comments:
@ coldfang, get the stick out of ya ass, it is my story. If I decide to forget anyone, I'll just do it!! Cause its mine *evil grinning psychotic Dawnlady ..
@ oneinamilliongirl ok, I am continuing the story right now . hope to read reviews soon
@ All, I really want more reviews . or well maybe I should just stop the story . if nobody is interested in it ..
Disclaimer: same bla as every chapter I do not own any of the chars they are owned by much known people .. Gosh, this is a FAN-Fic Story .
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Chapter 8:
Angel was angry, well if he was honest to himself he was jealous. Jealous, that the Scoobies allowed Spike to join their circle, that even Xan had spoken for Spike. Even more jealous of the fact, that Buffy was feeling comfortable around Spike and he had seen the looks Spike sent her.
He was hurrying over to Giles place to ask the watcher what was wrong with his brain cells. Or if he was magicked. That was the solution, a spell, they were all under a spell. Thoughts rambled in Angel.
Giles was tired, he wasn't amused as his doorbell rang. And as he opened the door and saw Angel he was rather - well uh pissed. He didn't like Angel, well in fact he hated him, for his Angelus part and the part that Angelus killed Jenny. He had loved that women for Christ's sake, and this damned Vampire had to shag the Slayer and then kill Jenny. "Angel, why are you here?"
Angel was in a rage, and now, even Giles was unfriendly to him. "I came to Sunnydale to warn you about Drusilla heading for the Hellmouth again. But now I am also here to warn you. Spike is in the Summer residence, with all the Scoobies. They have to be under a spell. They even defend him - hell even Xander defends him against me."
"Its OK Angel, Spike is one of us, now. He cannot harm humans any more. He has a chip in his head. So he decided to help us, first to be paid with some blood packs and cigarettes later just to help. And well to kick asses even with his chip. Cause he can still hurt demons. He took good care of Dawn at the whole Glory incident, and later as Buffy was dead. He had worked his place into the group and he had made clear that he is worth our trust. So if you just came for this, you can leave again. I won't let you in."
"But you can not mean it . "
"I can and I do. Go back to Buffy and deal with having Spike around as a part of the Scoobies, or go back to LA. We even already had evidence about Drue being in town, before you came. So you could be useful, but you will have to work with Spike, or you could stay angry and well drive home." After these words Giles closed his door into Angels face and went to bed. He really hated this vampire. He was worse than Spike who wouldn't alter his personality for anyone.
Angel went back to the Summers residence brooding. He could not believe that they trusted Spike and that he would have to deal with it. He was the vampire with a soul he should be trusted. Still Xanders word kept repeating in his head - "Listen dead boy, they are right. We have nothing dangerous in here, except you. You with your I am loosing my soul once or twice a year because I shagged someone attitude." They didn't trust him any longer, he had lost his soul and had therefore lost their trust, and trust would not be as easily being gained back as his cursed soul.
He knocked on Buffy's door. A pissed Willow let him in, without saying a word. As she had closed the door she pointed to the basement. "You will sleep in the basement, go down there, now. Most of us are already trying to sleep. You will sleep there alone, we put Spike into Buffy's room, so that he is safe. Do remember you were the one, causing this arrangement. Do hurt anyone here and Mr Pointy would like to get you, if I don't get you first."
She pointed at the basement again and he went into it. He was too shocked to speak. He had caused these sleeping arrangements? He should have been the one sleeping in Buffy's room, not the damned childe of him. He was angry and threw down some things. The door in the basement flew open, showing a rather pissed red-head. At first he thought it was Willow who would give him a lecture, showing her resolve face and going off again. But it wasn't Willow, it was one of the strangers. She was really pissed "Hey some people would like to sleep here, you big nuisance! Bad excuse of a man, can't you behave properly?" She hissed. Then some purple fire left her hand, flowing to his head. "That should silence you for at least four hours!" He heard her say, before he drifted into an immediate sleep. His last thought was damned another pissed witch.
Spike was feeling like he was in heaven, he was sleeping in the same room as the Slayer. Well, not in the same bed as her, but on a mattress on the floor, but hey he was in the same room as the sleeping Slayer. And his Sire would think he would have been in her bed. He really liked this. Lying down, he listened to the Slayers breath. An hour later he heard her trashing, crying and screaming and went to her side to calm her. He sat down next to her, caressing her cheek. She woke up and went down again, sobbing into his hand. He pulled her against him and she continued sobbing into his shirt. After some minutes she went to sleep again in his arms. He sat there watching and guarding over her, in her sleep.
In the morning all of them were really tired, Alanna cursing the milkman who woke them all, being in a bad mood she asked for permission to shoot him for this wake-up call. Nobody was up to that and they decided to go to sleep again.
In the afternoon, they were finally awake. Willow, Thayet and Daine were working in the kitchen to prepare some food, while Tara was out getting new supplies at the supermarket, Raoul and Gary were with her for support and carrying all the bags.
An hour later, they were all sitting in the living room, eating the food the three women had prepared. Well all except Angel who was still sleeping in the basement, even Spike enjoyed the good food, but he was drinking his blood in the kitchen before he joined them at their meal. "Where is the bloody poof?" He asked after they had finished their meal. "Probably still asleep" the little red-headed knight told him. "I used a sleeping spell on him last night kind of forgetting that I do not know who long it will last at an undead."
Spike and Xander were giggling. Spike smirked at Alanna. "Good work, Spitfire."
Alanna just growled, she was too tired and to filled up to cat-fight with him.
Giles was arriving some minutes after they had finished their meal. "Where is this dreadful Vampire?" He muttered after looking into the round.
"Still in the basement, recovering from a sleeping spell, the spitfire caused, bloody poof not able to withstand a sleeping spell" Spike answered.
"You caused a sleeping spell? Why? " Giles asked curious. Alanna answered. "Well he was rather pissed about the situation, so he was wrecking the basement, disturbing anyone's sleep, so I just sent him sleeping so that the silence would be back again, for us." Alanna explained. "Well, I can't see a fault with that. It is better than having him wreck the basement at all. But could you try to wake him now? We should make some plans."
Alanna went down in the basement and found a sleepy and really grumpy vampire down there, complaining about his condition after the spell. Alannas mood wasn't the best at all and she kicked him up the stairs into the living room, where no one could suppress his giggles seeing the small red-head kicking the big dark vampire.
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