Disclaimer is in Chapter 1. Slow start but I'll get better and I'll
actually put a plot in soon! Wow! Sorry for such small chapters. Review!
Angel woke up and again sat there on the small cot thinking about so many confusing things. He knew something was wrong with the girl he had always loved. He just knew it! But without Fred or Wesley there to guide him, he was lost in a world of uncertainty. Spike walked over to him and sat on the cot. "Hey. Ya know, there's this thing that been buggin' me. How could Buffy just look at me, the man who is supposed to be dead, and wave it off? I mean come on man! I bet the Immortal put her under a spell! Ya that's it!" Spike told Angel. Spike really wanted it to be true, but he knew it might not be. "Maybe he did. Or maybe Buffy doesn't care about you dead or alive!" Angel said in frustration. Spike playfully punched Angel in the arm and got up. "Ya know, maybe your right. Or more likely maybe your not," Spike said as he walked slowly away.
Sophi was half asleep when Willow finished her lecture on the end of the world. Nancy went to the restroom and left poor Sophi to listen to all the rest. All that Sophi got out of it was that she had some special thing in her blood and it was needed to open the door to something. Nancy apparently had it too and that's why they were drawn to each other and became friends. "So do you have any questions?" Willow asked Sophi and Nancy. Nancy had just came back and was extremely joyful Willow had finished her talk. They both shook their heads, not wanting her to start any speeches again.
The Immortal went into a closed room he called his "office" with a picture Buffy. He said stroking the picture, "My dear, dear Buffy. If only you knew how much I loved you. That's why I let Wolfram and Hart do those things to you. So you could love me more. And so I could control..." The Immortal was cut off as Illyria entered the door. "I wish to sit but these scum, these human children jump on my space as if it was theirs! Spike doesn't let me kill them even though I wish to do so. He told me to complain to you." She said monotonously. The Immortal looked at her and said ,"Just shoo them off or get their mother! Don't you know anything?" He said slamming his hands on a desk. "I shall do so," she said and left. "Damn blue bitch. Almost caught me. Why am I even saying my plans out loud? Must be evil villain genetics or something... Buffy... You love me now..." He said smirking. His plan was working perfectly. With the Wolf, Ram, and the Hart at his side, how could it fail?
Angel woke up and again sat there on the small cot thinking about so many confusing things. He knew something was wrong with the girl he had always loved. He just knew it! But without Fred or Wesley there to guide him, he was lost in a world of uncertainty. Spike walked over to him and sat on the cot. "Hey. Ya know, there's this thing that been buggin' me. How could Buffy just look at me, the man who is supposed to be dead, and wave it off? I mean come on man! I bet the Immortal put her under a spell! Ya that's it!" Spike told Angel. Spike really wanted it to be true, but he knew it might not be. "Maybe he did. Or maybe Buffy doesn't care about you dead or alive!" Angel said in frustration. Spike playfully punched Angel in the arm and got up. "Ya know, maybe your right. Or more likely maybe your not," Spike said as he walked slowly away.
Sophi was half asleep when Willow finished her lecture on the end of the world. Nancy went to the restroom and left poor Sophi to listen to all the rest. All that Sophi got out of it was that she had some special thing in her blood and it was needed to open the door to something. Nancy apparently had it too and that's why they were drawn to each other and became friends. "So do you have any questions?" Willow asked Sophi and Nancy. Nancy had just came back and was extremely joyful Willow had finished her talk. They both shook their heads, not wanting her to start any speeches again.
The Immortal went into a closed room he called his "office" with a picture Buffy. He said stroking the picture, "My dear, dear Buffy. If only you knew how much I loved you. That's why I let Wolfram and Hart do those things to you. So you could love me more. And so I could control..." The Immortal was cut off as Illyria entered the door. "I wish to sit but these scum, these human children jump on my space as if it was theirs! Spike doesn't let me kill them even though I wish to do so. He told me to complain to you." She said monotonously. The Immortal looked at her and said ,"Just shoo them off or get their mother! Don't you know anything?" He said slamming his hands on a desk. "I shall do so," she said and left. "Damn blue bitch. Almost caught me. Why am I even saying my plans out loud? Must be evil villain genetics or something... Buffy... You love me now..." He said smirking. His plan was working perfectly. With the Wolf, Ram, and the Hart at his side, how could it fail?