Part Four:

Riley showered quickly before stepping out. *I'm late, I'm fucking late, Darla's gonna have my head...uggh where the hell is my fucking wife.*

"Buffy...Buffy where are you?"

Meanwhile in the kitchen...

Buffy walked toward the dishwasher when Riley's beeper started to vibrate. Buffy continued to load the dishwasher while the beeper continued to vibrate. Buffy hesitated a while before walking towards the beeper. She picked it up and looked at the message, it said "311, hurry darling" Buffy looked at it confused. Making a split decision she picked up the phone and dialed the number '311' The phone was picked after the first ring.

"Darling where are you, I've been waiting all day. Your late, you know and you make me wait, poor defenseless naked wet hot..." Buffy decided to intervene before she threw up.

"You called my husband Riley"

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry"

"What's your name?"

"I gotta go, I need to..."

"No, don't hang up, don't be a coward, tell me what my name is"

"No, sorry. I have to go"

"Don't! Tell me what your name is! It's the least you can do for me"

"Darla, my name's Darla" The woman hung up. Buffy listened to the dial tone for a long time before she also hung up too. She dropped the phone on the floor, before curling up on the carpet. Buffy stayed silent for a long time before the tears came. Riley walked into the living room and found her on the floor.

"Buffy, Buffy what's wrong"

"Nothing" Buffy sniffled, "O...Darla called, she's waiting for you...naked and wet and hot and all that crap." Riley sat back on his haunches stunned.

"How..how...how di-did you fiiind ou-out?"

"She beeped you, and I answered"

"How many has it been, how many do you have now?" When Riley didn't answer, she stood up with her hands on her hips, "I asked you a question you son of a bitch, how many?" Riley didn't answer, instead he slapped her. Buffy fell to the ground and gasped. She wiped the blood off of her mouth,

"You can't hit me, you don't have the right"

"Oh really?" Riley punches Buffy in the face.

"BITCH!! You think you can treat me like that?", Riley grabbed Buffy by the shoulders and bent down, "Buffy its not like that, its just that I'm a man and I have different needs than you do. It's not that our sex life hasn't been great, but I want more, and Darla can give me that. She fulfills my needs. She makes me feel like a man." He paused and reached out to stroke her cheek, but Buffy turned away. "Buffy, now that you know, I don't have to tell you I'm going to work, I can just tell you I'm gonna see Darla. It's going to be alright" Riley hugged her one more time before saying goodbye. Buffy sat on the floor and heard Riley closing the door. She touched her wound on her cheek, and flinched at how much it stinged. Buffy realized that she had to call someone but who...Willow, no, Giles, no he's in Hawaii, who is there...*Just...just call me if you need anything* ANGEL. Buffy crawled to the phone and with trembling fingers dialed the number that she had memorized despite her good intentions.

"Hello?"

"Angel...I need you, help me" Buffy sobbed through the phone.

"Buffy?"