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Buffy pulled away from Spike and stared into his eyes. She smiled, and he mimicked her action.
"I had nothing to say..." she said, looking away shyly.
"That... That was better than words," he said, smiling.
Buffy stood up from her stool and motioned for him to follow her. "Come to bed with me? Hold me?"
"Don't I always?" he asked, standing and following her up the stairs.
"Buffy?!"
Buffy woke up when she heard someone screaming her name. Sitting up in her bed, she looked beside her and saw Spike still asleep. She moved ever so quietly off of the bed, and closed the door behind her before creeping down the stairs.
Her father stood at the bottom, an expression on his face that Buffy had seen many times before. When he was drinking and angry.
"Dad? What is it?" she asked.
"Where's your brother?" he asked.
"I don't have a brother..." Buffy said, but clued in. "Oh, you mean Angel. Um, he's not home?"
"Don't play dumb with me Buffy," Hank said, grabbing her arm. "He's with Faith, isn't he?"
"Don't you touch me," she said, pulling away from him. "And I don't know where Angel is! So what if he's with Faith? He isn't your kid, as much as you'd like him to be, and he never will!"
Hank raised his hand and slapped her across the face. Buffy touched the side of her face, knowing that it would have little effect on her. A simple slap would heal over in a matter of minutes.
"You son of a..." she was interrupted by Darla walking out of the kitchen.
"Hank, Buffy, what are you two doing?" she asked. "Have you seen Angel?"
"Why is everyone looking for Angel? He's a big boy you know!" Buffy yelled.
Darla was shocked by Buffy's outburst. "We're looking for Angel, because we just got news that his grandfather passed."
"Oh..." Buffy said, looking away, then back to her father. "I don't know where Angel is, try calling his cell phone. And dad, raise your hand to me again, and I will do worse damage to you then Faith did," she said before disappearing up the stairs.
The last bell of the day rang at Sunnydale High, and Buffy walked out of class, her bag slung over her shoulder, a frown on her face. 'God, could that class have been more boring? If only Spike was in all of my classes,' she thought.
"Yo B," Faith said, walking over to Buffy, Angel by her side.
Buffy looked from one brunette to the other, then down to their connected hands. "So you two have decided to go public."
"Yeah," Faith said, looking over at Angel and kissing him. "We figured it'd come out sooner or later."
Buffy smiled at the two and giggled when she felt Spike's arms wrap around her waist. She turned in his arms and looked up at him as he kissed her gently on the nose.
"Aw, so cute," Faith said.
"So you two are dating?" Spike asked, nodding towards Faith and Angel.
"Yeah, guess our family is officially totally screwed over," Angel said.
"Not totally. See, me and B here, we aren't our dad's kids. Biologically or legally," Faith said. "Still screwed over, yeah, but not as."
"So it wouldn't be so wrong if we..." Angel said, smirking at her.
"A little late for concern isn't it?" she asked, kissing him.
"Wow, look at them go," Spike said. "'S like it was their last day on earth."
"You never kiss me like that," Buffy said, staring at the couple as if in a trance.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Well, it's the truth," Buffy said. "You're so conservative."
"Ey," Spike said, defensively. "Oh I see... You just want me to kiss you. Don't you?"
"No..." Buffy said. "But doesn't it look fun?"
Spike shook his head, laughing at her. "Maybe when Snyder isn't patrolling the hallways."
Buffy jumped when she heard the voice of their principal behind her. She turned around to see a small man, bald and quite troll like.
"Break it up," he said. "Ms. Summers, Mr. O' Hannagan (did I already give him a last name?). Keep the saliva exchange to out of school hours."
"Technically Snyd, school's over," Faith said.
"But I can still give you detention," he said. "Get out of my sight."
Faith laughed, but listened and the four teens walked past him and out of the school.
Buffy pulled away from Spike and stared into his eyes. She smiled, and he mimicked her action.
"I had nothing to say..." she said, looking away shyly.
"That... That was better than words," he said, smiling.
Buffy stood up from her stool and motioned for him to follow her. "Come to bed with me? Hold me?"
"Don't I always?" he asked, standing and following her up the stairs.
"Buffy?!"
Buffy woke up when she heard someone screaming her name. Sitting up in her bed, she looked beside her and saw Spike still asleep. She moved ever so quietly off of the bed, and closed the door behind her before creeping down the stairs.
Her father stood at the bottom, an expression on his face that Buffy had seen many times before. When he was drinking and angry.
"Dad? What is it?" she asked.
"Where's your brother?" he asked.
"I don't have a brother..." Buffy said, but clued in. "Oh, you mean Angel. Um, he's not home?"
"Don't play dumb with me Buffy," Hank said, grabbing her arm. "He's with Faith, isn't he?"
"Don't you touch me," she said, pulling away from him. "And I don't know where Angel is! So what if he's with Faith? He isn't your kid, as much as you'd like him to be, and he never will!"
Hank raised his hand and slapped her across the face. Buffy touched the side of her face, knowing that it would have little effect on her. A simple slap would heal over in a matter of minutes.
"You son of a..." she was interrupted by Darla walking out of the kitchen.
"Hank, Buffy, what are you two doing?" she asked. "Have you seen Angel?"
"Why is everyone looking for Angel? He's a big boy you know!" Buffy yelled.
Darla was shocked by Buffy's outburst. "We're looking for Angel, because we just got news that his grandfather passed."
"Oh..." Buffy said, looking away, then back to her father. "I don't know where Angel is, try calling his cell phone. And dad, raise your hand to me again, and I will do worse damage to you then Faith did," she said before disappearing up the stairs.
The last bell of the day rang at Sunnydale High, and Buffy walked out of class, her bag slung over her shoulder, a frown on her face. 'God, could that class have been more boring? If only Spike was in all of my classes,' she thought.
"Yo B," Faith said, walking over to Buffy, Angel by her side.
Buffy looked from one brunette to the other, then down to their connected hands. "So you two have decided to go public."
"Yeah," Faith said, looking over at Angel and kissing him. "We figured it'd come out sooner or later."
Buffy smiled at the two and giggled when she felt Spike's arms wrap around her waist. She turned in his arms and looked up at him as he kissed her gently on the nose.
"Aw, so cute," Faith said.
"So you two are dating?" Spike asked, nodding towards Faith and Angel.
"Yeah, guess our family is officially totally screwed over," Angel said.
"Not totally. See, me and B here, we aren't our dad's kids. Biologically or legally," Faith said. "Still screwed over, yeah, but not as."
"So it wouldn't be so wrong if we..." Angel said, smirking at her.
"A little late for concern isn't it?" she asked, kissing him.
"Wow, look at them go," Spike said. "'S like it was their last day on earth."
"You never kiss me like that," Buffy said, staring at the couple as if in a trance.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Well, it's the truth," Buffy said. "You're so conservative."
"Ey," Spike said, defensively. "Oh I see... You just want me to kiss you. Don't you?"
"No..." Buffy said. "But doesn't it look fun?"
Spike shook his head, laughing at her. "Maybe when Snyder isn't patrolling the hallways."
Buffy jumped when she heard the voice of their principal behind her. She turned around to see a small man, bald and quite troll like.
"Break it up," he said. "Ms. Summers, Mr. O' Hannagan (did I already give him a last name?). Keep the saliva exchange to out of school hours."
"Technically Snyd, school's over," Faith said.
"But I can still give you detention," he said. "Get out of my sight."
Faith laughed, but listened and the four teens walked past him and out of the school.