To all of my reviewers- Thank you so much for reviewing! I know I sort of
dropped away for a couple weeks but I am trying to get back into the swing
of things. I still don't know how I am going to end this. My roommate is
all for Spuffy, but most of you are B/A. So we will see, I make no
promises..
A.N- Ok, I know in the summary I mentioned that I couldn't watch the new Buffy's here, but I neglected to mention that I also haven't been as faithful as I once was to watching Angel. Bad Author, bad! I know enough to get me through I think, but bare with me if I mess up a little here and there! Oh, and I am operating on the premise that Spike still has the chip, but no soul. Thus, there was no almost rape, etc. etc.
Disclaimer- I don't own these characters. I offered David Boreanez once, but he said no.. that sucks. Oh well. Uhhh. onto the story.
Chapter 10- Revelations
"I guess I should call Giles," Buffy muttered flatly. She really really really did not want to do that. How in the world could she explain to Giles, who was like her dad, that she had to have a threesome? But with these nox. whatever demons around, she couldn't see any alternative. Giles would be the only one that could help.
Angel nodded. "Go ahead and call him Buff. He won't like it, but he will be able to help. I will call my crew back in L.A and see if they can come help out some." Angel bit his lip a little as he remembered the people in LA. He needed to have a talk with Buffy. There were a lot of things she didn't know about. Like Connor, and Cordelia. But not now, not with Spike in here to through his snide ass comments in the mix.
"Well, I guess I will just go. do something," Spike spat out. Stupid Angel, coming into town and making him feel useless. He didn't have anyone to call to come in and help. He turned on his heel and stomped out of the room. Stupid chip. he really wanted to go beat something up.
Spike walked along the path leaving the mansion. He angrily kicked the pebbles and rocks as he walked. "Stupid Angel. Stupid prophecy. Stupid love. Should have just stayed out of Sunnydale after Dru left. DAMMIT!" He roared. He kicked the large rock in front of him, which hurt his foot and only served to piss him off more. He sat down on it, and buried his head in his hands. "Isn't there anyway around this stupid prophecy? This damn threesome is supposed to keep the world from bein bloody sad, so why do I feel like the world is ending?" He started to cry softly, unaware of the black shadow creeping up behind him.
"There are some things I need to talk to you about Buff," Angel murmured to her quietly, dragging her from staring at the doorway Spike had just exited. He killed something inside of him to see her like this. How did he manage to screw things up with her so bad that she fell in love with Spike? What was the motivation? He couldn't understand how she had gone from hating Spike with every fiber of her being to loving him enough to start this prophecy into motion. But then again, he had almost fallen in love with Cordy, and that in itself was beyond rationale.
Buffy turned to him, she didn't understand what was wrong with Spike. Well, she knew that this prophecy was hard on all of them, but she had been with Spike this morning. If anybody should be upset it should be Angel. She hadn't shown him much of anything since he had returned. "Maybe I should change that," she thought to herself. She loved both of them equally, differently yes, but equally none the less. It could very well be Angel that she would be spending the rest of her life with after the harvest moon.
"What about? I have some time before I have to call Giles." She took his hand in hers and lead him to the couch on the far side of the room. He sat, and was surprised when Buffy straddled him, her face just inches from his. "Remember when we used to talk like this?" Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck, slightly turned on by the look of shock and arousal on his face. "Uh.. it seems to me that there wasn't much talking going on," Angel ground out, it was desperately hard to keep control with her like this. His hands slid down to grasp her firm ass, delighted with the slight jump she gave. "Well we will talk this time."
Angel sighed. "Yeah. Well, you aren't going to like what I have to tell you so I guess this will make it easier for you to not kill me." Buffy's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't like when Angel admitted that something was going to make her mad. Normally, the things that he did to make her mad he didn't consider a bad thing. So, for him to just come out and admit it.
"I have a son."
"Excuse me? I must be hearing things because I swear that you just said that you have a son, but since Vamps can't have babies. Wait, who in the hell did you sleep with?" Buffy was surprised by the overwhelming spurt of jealousy. It wasn't like she had remained chaste since her and Angel had split up, but he was supposed to be sitting around pining for her wasn't he. Brooding was what he was good at.
"Darla." Buffy's eyes went wide and she tried to get up, but Angel's hands held her still. "I did kill her. But, Wolfram and Hart brought her back, and I went through a really dark time, right after the whole day that didn't happen thing, and I slept with her to try and lose my soul. It was horrible, and I know that now. But she somehow got pregnant. She had to sacrifice herself to give birth to Connor, but then things got all messed up and he was sent to a hell deminsion and raised to hate me. And he came back grown up, since time moves differently there, and tried to kill me. Things are a little better now."
Buffy just stared at him in shock. "Is there anything else?"
"uh. yeah. sort of. I um.. sort of hooked up with Cordy for a while. It didn't work, she slept with Connor, I was angry with her. But now looking back, I realized that it didn't devastate me because I didn't really love her. But I needed to fill you in on what was happening with my life so that when everybody gets here you aren't surprised."
"You slept with Cordy! And Darla!?! How could you do that to me Angel? I thought you loved me, just me. The only girl you have loved in three hundred years." Buffy exploded. The rage and jealousy were overwhelming. The thought of Cordelia, with her Angel, under him, able to actually sleep with him. It was making her crazy.
"Buffy, neither of us has remained faithful, and we shouldn't have. Our relationship technically ended years ago. But I do love you. I always have." Angel pleaded with her. He knew she had no right to this anger, but it was the same way he felt when he learned of Parker, Riley and Spike. It was the images. In your head you could rationalize all you wanted about not having any right to anger, but then an image of them making love to someone else would pop in like some unwanted video rental and it would feel like you were suffocating.
"Did you become Angelus after Cordelia?" Buffy whispered. "No, I didn't. It wasn't perfect happiness with her, because I was wondering about you. If you could sense it like I sort of did the first time you slept with Spike. I don't love her. I never did. I thought so, but it was just because she was there for me when Connor was born, and hen you died, and because seeing her was a living breathing reminder that all of the stuff in Sunnydale was real and it wasn't some bittersweet dream I had once."
The anger drained from Buffy, and she leaned her head into his neck. "No more surprises Angel. Please? I don't know if I can take anymore," she whispered. Angel's hands traced circles on her back. "No more, beloved. I promise." His lips pressed gentle kisses onto her forehead. And they sat there, content in each other's arms lost in their own thoughts.
"It would be so easy. You could just killll himmmm," a voice hissed at Spike from behind the rock. "What the bloody hell?" Spike turned around and saw nothing behind him, except a fairly large shadow. "Oh. It's you. A noxious demon. Well what in the name of the queen do you damn want?" Spike's lips pursed. "I don't fancy talking to a shadow. Is there any other form you can take? Like a black dog or something?"
The shadow just hissed again, "You could kill him.."
"Well now, it isn't like I haven't thought about that. Problem is, I can't hurt living things, well actually things with a soul, so he is still protected. This damn chip here ensures Peaches is safe and sound."
"So get rid of the soul..." the thing hissed again.
"Oh." Spike's eyes glazed over in thought, his demon beginning to plot the demise of his arch-enemy.
A.N- Ok, I know in the summary I mentioned that I couldn't watch the new Buffy's here, but I neglected to mention that I also haven't been as faithful as I once was to watching Angel. Bad Author, bad! I know enough to get me through I think, but bare with me if I mess up a little here and there! Oh, and I am operating on the premise that Spike still has the chip, but no soul. Thus, there was no almost rape, etc. etc.
Disclaimer- I don't own these characters. I offered David Boreanez once, but he said no.. that sucks. Oh well. Uhhh. onto the story.
Chapter 10- Revelations
"I guess I should call Giles," Buffy muttered flatly. She really really really did not want to do that. How in the world could she explain to Giles, who was like her dad, that she had to have a threesome? But with these nox. whatever demons around, she couldn't see any alternative. Giles would be the only one that could help.
Angel nodded. "Go ahead and call him Buff. He won't like it, but he will be able to help. I will call my crew back in L.A and see if they can come help out some." Angel bit his lip a little as he remembered the people in LA. He needed to have a talk with Buffy. There were a lot of things she didn't know about. Like Connor, and Cordelia. But not now, not with Spike in here to through his snide ass comments in the mix.
"Well, I guess I will just go. do something," Spike spat out. Stupid Angel, coming into town and making him feel useless. He didn't have anyone to call to come in and help. He turned on his heel and stomped out of the room. Stupid chip. he really wanted to go beat something up.
Spike walked along the path leaving the mansion. He angrily kicked the pebbles and rocks as he walked. "Stupid Angel. Stupid prophecy. Stupid love. Should have just stayed out of Sunnydale after Dru left. DAMMIT!" He roared. He kicked the large rock in front of him, which hurt his foot and only served to piss him off more. He sat down on it, and buried his head in his hands. "Isn't there anyway around this stupid prophecy? This damn threesome is supposed to keep the world from bein bloody sad, so why do I feel like the world is ending?" He started to cry softly, unaware of the black shadow creeping up behind him.
"There are some things I need to talk to you about Buff," Angel murmured to her quietly, dragging her from staring at the doorway Spike had just exited. He killed something inside of him to see her like this. How did he manage to screw things up with her so bad that she fell in love with Spike? What was the motivation? He couldn't understand how she had gone from hating Spike with every fiber of her being to loving him enough to start this prophecy into motion. But then again, he had almost fallen in love with Cordy, and that in itself was beyond rationale.
Buffy turned to him, she didn't understand what was wrong with Spike. Well, she knew that this prophecy was hard on all of them, but she had been with Spike this morning. If anybody should be upset it should be Angel. She hadn't shown him much of anything since he had returned. "Maybe I should change that," she thought to herself. She loved both of them equally, differently yes, but equally none the less. It could very well be Angel that she would be spending the rest of her life with after the harvest moon.
"What about? I have some time before I have to call Giles." She took his hand in hers and lead him to the couch on the far side of the room. He sat, and was surprised when Buffy straddled him, her face just inches from his. "Remember when we used to talk like this?" Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck, slightly turned on by the look of shock and arousal on his face. "Uh.. it seems to me that there wasn't much talking going on," Angel ground out, it was desperately hard to keep control with her like this. His hands slid down to grasp her firm ass, delighted with the slight jump she gave. "Well we will talk this time."
Angel sighed. "Yeah. Well, you aren't going to like what I have to tell you so I guess this will make it easier for you to not kill me." Buffy's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't like when Angel admitted that something was going to make her mad. Normally, the things that he did to make her mad he didn't consider a bad thing. So, for him to just come out and admit it.
"I have a son."
"Excuse me? I must be hearing things because I swear that you just said that you have a son, but since Vamps can't have babies. Wait, who in the hell did you sleep with?" Buffy was surprised by the overwhelming spurt of jealousy. It wasn't like she had remained chaste since her and Angel had split up, but he was supposed to be sitting around pining for her wasn't he. Brooding was what he was good at.
"Darla." Buffy's eyes went wide and she tried to get up, but Angel's hands held her still. "I did kill her. But, Wolfram and Hart brought her back, and I went through a really dark time, right after the whole day that didn't happen thing, and I slept with her to try and lose my soul. It was horrible, and I know that now. But she somehow got pregnant. She had to sacrifice herself to give birth to Connor, but then things got all messed up and he was sent to a hell deminsion and raised to hate me. And he came back grown up, since time moves differently there, and tried to kill me. Things are a little better now."
Buffy just stared at him in shock. "Is there anything else?"
"uh. yeah. sort of. I um.. sort of hooked up with Cordy for a while. It didn't work, she slept with Connor, I was angry with her. But now looking back, I realized that it didn't devastate me because I didn't really love her. But I needed to fill you in on what was happening with my life so that when everybody gets here you aren't surprised."
"You slept with Cordy! And Darla!?! How could you do that to me Angel? I thought you loved me, just me. The only girl you have loved in three hundred years." Buffy exploded. The rage and jealousy were overwhelming. The thought of Cordelia, with her Angel, under him, able to actually sleep with him. It was making her crazy.
"Buffy, neither of us has remained faithful, and we shouldn't have. Our relationship technically ended years ago. But I do love you. I always have." Angel pleaded with her. He knew she had no right to this anger, but it was the same way he felt when he learned of Parker, Riley and Spike. It was the images. In your head you could rationalize all you wanted about not having any right to anger, but then an image of them making love to someone else would pop in like some unwanted video rental and it would feel like you were suffocating.
"Did you become Angelus after Cordelia?" Buffy whispered. "No, I didn't. It wasn't perfect happiness with her, because I was wondering about you. If you could sense it like I sort of did the first time you slept with Spike. I don't love her. I never did. I thought so, but it was just because she was there for me when Connor was born, and hen you died, and because seeing her was a living breathing reminder that all of the stuff in Sunnydale was real and it wasn't some bittersweet dream I had once."
The anger drained from Buffy, and she leaned her head into his neck. "No more surprises Angel. Please? I don't know if I can take anymore," she whispered. Angel's hands traced circles on her back. "No more, beloved. I promise." His lips pressed gentle kisses onto her forehead. And they sat there, content in each other's arms lost in their own thoughts.
"It would be so easy. You could just killll himmmm," a voice hissed at Spike from behind the rock. "What the bloody hell?" Spike turned around and saw nothing behind him, except a fairly large shadow. "Oh. It's you. A noxious demon. Well what in the name of the queen do you damn want?" Spike's lips pursed. "I don't fancy talking to a shadow. Is there any other form you can take? Like a black dog or something?"
The shadow just hissed again, "You could kill him.."
"Well now, it isn't like I haven't thought about that. Problem is, I can't hurt living things, well actually things with a soul, so he is still protected. This damn chip here ensures Peaches is safe and sound."
"So get rid of the soul..." the thing hissed again.
"Oh." Spike's eyes glazed over in thought, his demon beginning to plot the demise of his arch-enemy.